— INTO THE FOG ;;

[fcgwise]

❛   ─ ALL I ASKED FOR WAS A WORLD OF ENDLESS PEACE & COMPASSION. INSTEAD, I WAS MET WITH BLACK FOG, ANGUISH & THE SCREECHING OF CROWS CIRCLING OVERHEAD...

                THIS WORLD IS N O T H I N G I BARGAINED FOR.   ❜

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[jeffreyss]

YOU MAKE ME 🥺 SERIES ↠ 4/??

[spiesintheshadows]

"You say that like I haven't murdered you before." He returned, glancing over his shoulder at him. "I can easily change my mind about showing you where the hatch is and simply kill you now." He knows he's pointing out the obvious that Jed doesn't really care. "Don't let your hubris get the best of you."

[fcgwise]

         ❛   ─ wouldn't be the first time, i highly doubt, it would be the last. ❜ vittorio responded, before holding out his hands, as if to offer a bit of SURRENDER on the subject. they could play the cat and mouse game, but ultimately, the end result was the campfire. he knew that, he had long since come to terms with it. ❛   very well, though, this would be rather boring if i just followed along without a word, no? here i thought i was merely adding a splash of banter. ❜

[iviaw]

HE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN ALEXANDRIA WOULD INVOLVE HERSELF. the woman who raised him after their death had been overjoyed in his return. yet, she had not been so excited to learn that it had been over six years of torture & patiently waiting for him to have escaped his prison. the power waned inside of him, she had said. there was a CONNECTION that had not been explored & it had been ignored for far too long. ( admittedly, linc never cared enough to learn about his family tree. branches had been snapped clear off since before he was born. ). she'd been able to talk him into learning about the MAGICAL side of his blood. and called in a favor to an ' old ' friend that knew EVERETT BRADBURY back when he had been younger than linc was now. he had been warned about me at least, linc had thought. he could smell vittorio from behind the door. the pungent odor of magic & the man's sinful flesh so powerful that he had been able to pick it up from the walkway to the very door. VITTORIO, the man who alexandria believed would unlock the potential inside of his blood, locked away for generations. he found that the prospect of having a witch guide him through his own family roots annoyed him. or it had to have been that the witch wasn't family. it was no matter. he could stand there or leave & nothing would be different. the only reason he knocked on the door was he wouldn't FACE alexandria without at least meeting the man first before judgement was cast.

@fcgwise

[fcgwise]

         THE KNOCK ON THE DOOR PULLED VITTORIO BACK TO THE PRESENT. thoughts swiftly shifting away from the memories of the young rougarou that he remembered, and instead, prepared himself for the meeting of the last ( or so he had gathered ) of the line. he had been prepared for a MULTITUDE of things on the other side, but, being met with the face that was so similar and yet so different all at the same time ; still left him speechless for a few moments. ❛   ─ le mie scuse, ❜ he said, stepping back in order to hold the door open, as if to wordlessly welcome the other in. ❛   ... i had wondered how long you planned to stand out there. nearly had me thinking that you would leave altogether. ❜

                   in truth, he wouldn't have blamed the younger for doing as such, given that he was very much an outsider ; regardless of his ties with lincoln's father. that fact, he was certain, meant very little and it shouldn't. ❛   ─ i must say, you have a very persistent woman looking out for you, bello. ❜ he said, while aimlessly returning to his abandoned cup of coffee. ❛   and she wasn't WRONG, you, are certainly a powerful one... though, gauging from the look on your face, i take it there is about a million other places you would like to be. ❜

[londoncapsule]

JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN in THE UNHOLY (2021) dir: Evan Spiliotopoulos

[movingblogsssssssssss-deactivat]

Out of all the Humans He has drug into the fog, Vittorio was the only one that ever made him actually enjoy watching on the field. He knew the rules of the game, and he didn't fucking step out of line. Well, that much. Sam couldn't blame the survivors for taking a moment to break a rule, he knew all to well about the human psyche. So there were times, he would overlook there debauchery. It had been about two months now since Vittorio had came here, and well. Sam felt it right to give him a chance to see HIS REALM. And show him all the treats and perks Survivors got from time to time when he was in a very giving mood.

Dark eyes had closed, and the spark of black energy started to stir underneath the skin. Crawling over flesh ,and down to the ground. Searching for VITT and his whereabouts. Sam's powers prickled along the air, as ut danced in and out of the realms. Until he sensed the Male. Just a snap of his fingers, and he teleported from his realm. And materializing behind Him. His dark eyes flickered with Midnight black, before fading back to Deep blue once more, Lips parted to speak, and he froze, head slightly tilted as he let the other finish speaking.

Prisoners! Is that what the survivors, thought he considered them as. Well, they weren't wrong really. They were imprisoned here, but he did give them entertainment outside of the trials. The campsite had TV;s, Cable TV to be precise, gaming consoles, computers, with features to keep them from reaching out to anyone back home, of course, a pool table and not to mention. He also, had a kitchen there stocked with snacks, and food for them. Only when they disobeyed, would he take it all away until he thought they deserved to have it back again.

" I wouldn't call it a Misfortune, really. I came to show you my realm, it is time you get introduced to that part of this place. You can travel into my Realm. At any time, to request or speak to me. And, today you get that privilege to see it. "

[fcgwise]

        VERY RARELY WAS VITTORIO CAUGHT OFF GUARD.   especially now, when his life had taken countless turns, and had been flipped on it's head in more instances than he could properly express. though, as he listened to what the entity was saying   (   to what sam   )   was saying, there was a few moments in which he was in a state of sheer BEWILDERMENT.   ❛   ─   you are not here because i have been holed up here for, what i would assume, to be far too long?   ❜   he asked, brows having been drawn together before he let out an even breath. of course, he truly didn't know how to take the higher being. of all the things he had learned in his time within the FOG, the one thing that he could never truly figure out, was the all fabled entity. the one that had brought them all here, and feasted upon their hopes and failures.

of course, upon arriving at the campsite   (   officially   ), he had become aware rather quickly, that each of them were afforded certain luxuries. at first, it had been a bit much for him to comprehend, and that had definitely taken a fair amount of TIME to adjust to   ;   something that had quickly become a priority. if for no other reason, than to not wander around in a state of utter shock every time he came across something that he could have never even begun to DREAM of... not during his lifetime, within his own world, and certainly not the few lifetimes beyond that.

                   ❛   ... un privilegio?   ❜   he repeated, slipping comfortably into his native tongue while he turned the statement over in his head. with a hum, the italian lord shifted his weight, bringing his legs back over from the ledge and moved to stand   ;   facing the other more directly.   ❛   do not take this as me being ungrateful, but i am CURIOUS... is this the sort of accommodation that you afford everyone?    ❜   vittorio inquired out of sheer intrigue, lips pressing together for a moment or two, before he subtly dipped his chin in both acknowledgment and agreement to the offer that was being presented to him.

@soulsdevoured

[lycanslain-deactivated20231204]

Ransom was a snake hidden in the daffodils when you're picking flowers, just waiting to strike. Every move he made was careful, planned down right to the T. He had no issue doing whatever it took to keep himself protected, to get what he wanted, to SURVIVE, and that included working with the killer. He was the EXACT reason why the killer had taken down one of their teammates so quickly into the trial. Ice blue hues gazed around before they locked upon the older man. ❝ These shoes are expensive. ❞ At the mention of the killer being along at any moment, Ransom kept his features neutral, even though on the inside, he was SMIRKING. ❝ And where do you suggest we go? ❞

[fcgwise]

         ❛   ─   hate to be the bearer of bad news, ragazzo carino, but nobody here cares about your shoes.    ❜ vittorio commented bluntly. the truth of the matter was, it would never matter, not in this place. some trials, would leave their clothing tattered and seemingly destroyed, only to replaced so that they could do it all over again... in a never ending cycle. ❛   ... we? there is no we, here. my suggestion, is that you go make yourself useful. the sooner you do that, the sooner we may get out of here, and the less likely that your USEFULNESS wears out.    ❜ he paused, glancing briefly back at the icy, VINDICTIVE, hues of the blond.

[fcgwise]

didn't yeet off the face of the planet. work has just been overall chaotic, and i've been spending what little time i have had, on either on @lycanstark, or bouncing between dbd and d.iablo 4. gathering up drafts and all that fun stuff. hope everyone here has a fantastic day, be kind to yourselves, and be sure to hydrate!

[fcgwise]

closed starter! / @soulsdevoured

         SELF AWARENESS WAS A LEARNED TRAIT. one that he had crafted and perfectly honed to avoid being caught off guard. perhaps that's why he had sensed the higher beings presence, or maybe, it was due solely to the way in which the hairs on the back of his neck seemed to stand on end. ❛    ─   non hai niente di meglio da fare?   ❜ the italian lord inquired, before glancing briefly over his shoulder with an expression that expressed every ounce of exhaustion that he felt. it made him less reserved, more willing to perhaps open his mouth, when he shouldn't have.

                   ❛ to what do i owe the misfortune of your visit? ❜ vittorio asked, shifting slightly from the ledge of the castle that he was perched upon, before letting his eyes once again, sweep out at the expanse of the decimated grounds before him. ❛    ─   thought it was beneath you to mingle with your prisoners, so, i presume this is not a social call.   ❜

[plckydcmnt-arc]

The trial had left Zarina absolutely exhausted. Of course trials were always tiring, though the killer in their latest trial decided to be particularly nasty. It didn't help she still felt the aftermath of her previous injuries, though she also knew it was partially self imposed.

"Likewise, Vittorio." Zarina viewed Vittorio as one of the more reliable survivors, so she was always happy to see him make it out of a trial. "It was certainly a close one, that's for sure."

[fcgwise]

         ❛   ─   a close one it certainly was... i find myself rather shocked that all of us made it out.   ❜ he admitted. from his perspective, there had been MISTAKES ( as there usually was ) made on both sides, though it seemed as if the killer had become a little too greedy there towards the end. and it had cost them. ❛   ... i don't believe i have had to bounce around generators quite that much, in some time, was certainly an experience.   ❜ one that he certainly hoped wouldn't be that same, the next time he was drawn into yet another challenge.

                   with that being said, the older man took a moment to look the other over, a low hum resonating from him. ❛   are you alright?   ❜

[fcgwise]

i have thrown together a spicy sideblog for vittorio. now, that does not mean there won't be some nsft content posted over here ; but i will try to remember to throw the more raunchy, visual-musings / written, stuff over there. i will also not be utilizing read more's over there. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[fcgwise]

closed starter! / @plckydcmnt

         IT HAD BEEN A PARTICULARLY ROUGH TRIAL. for himself, as well as the three others, he had arrived with. sure, they had all made it out, though, if he had had it his way ; he would have happily played the bait that allowed the rest of them to leave. especially, after zarina had sacrificed her health, for his own, and had become the killers OBSESSION near the end. ❛   ─   i am glad that you made it out. did not think that piccalo merda was going to leave you be long enough to reach the exit gate.   ❜ vittorio said, taking a seat next to her by the campfire, from his expression ; he had carried the events from the trial back with him.

[fcgwise]

closed starter! / @evolvingheartisms ( ransom )

         THIS ONE SEEMED LIKE THEY WERE GOING TO BE TROUBLE. whether it was the way the blond stood around, looking like he was too good, to work on a generator ; or the way in which the killers seemed to just know where people were located. right after having run into the guy. ❛   ─   fare qualcosa o andarsene. i am quite certain the killer will be along shortly... or you can continue to grumble about mud getting on your shoes.   ❜ vittorio said, glancing over his shoulder at the male that had a rather repulsed look on his face at present. ❛ it's a swamp, there is mud, standing in one place isn't going to change that fact.   ❜

[fcgwise]

gotta get some interactions going for the old man over here, lol. so give this post a like for a starter, maybe? lengths on these may/will vary, though, i promise at least a para to a lil bit longer. if multimuse, lemme know to whomst you'd like me to address!

[citysank]

"Ahhh, classic case of dejavu then huh?"

HE FIGURES by now that they all had their preferences. Hard not to when they got stuck in time like this. Over and over and over again while they ran themselves ragged trying their best not to LOSE their minds.

"I'm tired of that stupid swamp."

[fcgwise]

         ❛   ─ pretty much, ❜ vittorio responded. he didn't know if this was one of the ENTITY'S MANY GAMES, as of late. force them ( namely him ) onto the same map, over and over, to see how quickly they would lose interest. but after the sixth ─or seventh─ time, he could feel every ounce of caring, leaving his body. ❛ the swamp is one that can either be very good for you, or a nightmare, kinda depends. ❜

[londoncapsule]

JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN in THE UNHOLY (2021) dir: Evan Spiliotopoulos

[franceskray]

THE UNHOLY (2021)