Life's a Lucid Dream

Multimuse ● AUish blog for two Infinites and Solaris aka Mephiles and Iblis

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The blind jackal was actually for once, relaxed…or what it would seem like.. He sat from a decent distance away from the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed, taking not so steady strained breaths. Listening to the calming sounds surrounding him as he felt the pain in his chest grow stronger. But that doesn’t matter as long as he is relaxed, right?

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A sick gurgle escape the blind jackal as he felt claws dig into his throat. The pain that was in his chest now spiraling to his head and stomach. He gripped the rock with all the strength he could muster before whacking the jackal hybrid’s side of the head with it, possibly creating a nasty gash through the mask. Finnian didn’t have enough time to escape when Bronwyn grabbed him and tossed him with a rather worrying amount of ease.

The blind jackal coughed out blood before he sat up. He clenched his hand into a fist, a dark red aura surrounding it soonly after before flinging his arm towards the jackal hybrid, hopefully pushing him far back.

[forbidden-blanket]

And indeed he did, in fact he pushed him far off a wealthy distance. That wasn’t enough to stop him from levitating then throwing a boulder at the poor blind jackal before teleporting in front of them, stabbing his hand with the knife, he previously brought, to the ground. He kneeled, grabbing him by his hair and then lifted his head. The jackal hybrid pulled the knife out and brought it closer to the other’s neck.

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

Once the other was pushed away, Finnian had tried to stumble away but that took no avail as he tripped when the boulder was coming at him. He screamed after his half of his leg got crushed under the mineral. “Sh-shhhhhit.” The blind jackal said through his teeth, a puff of mist coming out of his mouth along with his breath, probably because of the now cold weather. Finnian clenched his teeth again once his hand got stabbed then winced when Bronwyn grabbed his hair. He is not gonna fucking die like this. He will not. Not on his fucking non existent watch. The blind jackal mustered up what was left of his strength and scratched at the jackal hybrid, leaving a bloody handprint and finally getting rid of the mask that latched onto the other’s face. Finnian passed out after that.

[forbidden-blanket]

It was like as if time froze the moment the mask was scratched off the jackal's face, letting the jackal finally be free of its grasp. He gasped for air, covering his mouth once he saw the other. His eyes widened. Fuck fuck fuck did he really just-- Bronwyn was mostly conscious while the mask controlled his body, meaning he had witnessed everything. This must be one of those times were Bron's fight or flight take place since the jackal hybrid immediately teleported away, leaving the injured jackal alone. He really done it this time huh?

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

The blind jackal was actually for once, relaxed…or what it would seem like.. He sat from a decent distance away from the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed, taking not so steady strained breaths. Listening to the calming sounds surrounding him as he felt the pain in his chest grow stronger. But that doesn’t matter as long as he is relaxed, right?

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

A sick gurgle escape the blind jackal as he felt claws dig into his throat. The pain that was in his chest now spiraling to his head and stomach. He gripped the rock with all the strength he could muster before whacking the jackal hybrid’s side of the head with it, possibly creating a nasty gash through the mask. Finnian didn’t have enough time to escape when Bronwyn grabbed him and tossed him with a rather worrying amount of ease.

The blind jackal coughed out blood before he sat up. He clenched his hand into a fist, a dark red aura surrounding it soonly after before flinging his arm towards the jackal hybrid, hopefully pushing him far back.

[forbidden-blanket]

And indeed he did, in fact he pushed him far off a wealthy distance. That wasn't enough to stop him from levitating then throwing a boulder at the poor blind jackal before teleporting in front of them, stabbing his hand with the knife, he previously brought, to the ground. He kneeled, grabbing him by his hair and then lifted his head. The jackal hybrid pulled the knife out and brought it closer to the other's neck.

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

The blind jackal was actually for once, relaxed…or what it would seem like.. He sat from a decent distance away from the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed, taking not so steady strained breaths. Listening to the calming sounds surrounding him as he felt the pain in his chest grow stronger. But that doesn’t matter as long as he is relaxed, right?

[forbidden-blanket]

That relaxation was soon to be over as a knife was thrown at the shorter jackal’s back. Bronwyn took slow steps forward, picking up the pacw before charging at the other. He quickly spun and kicked Finnian over to the edge of the cliff. He then again walked towards him.

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

Finnian didn’t hear anything close by. Being too late to react in time, the blind jackal let out a short scream when he felt a sudden piercing pain on his back. He slowly grabbed it and stupidly pulled it out. Somebody’s trynna kill em? He turned around, only to be kicked by the jackal hybrid. Finnian dug his claws onto the ground before he could completely slide off the edge, his legs dangling. His ears perked up at the sound of footsteps getting near him. shit.

Finnian quickly pulled himself up and got up before his ruby glew a dark red. He spun and whacked Bronwyn with his tail, making a quick run for it soonly after. At least he knows when to bail right?

[forbidden-blanket]

Bronwyn was about to grab the other just when he got whacked, causing him to slightly stumble over his feet. He quickly regained his balance and chased after Finnian. There was nothing going on inside of the jackal hybrid’s head except for the endless thoughts of killing the other. He did stop for one second, possibly giving the blind jackal time to hide somewhere as part of what’s left of his mind tried fighting the control of the mask but to no avail.

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

Finnian ran as fast as he could, being careful to not over trip over anything. He jumped over a rock and pushed his back against it, biting his lip to hold off a wince when his wound made contact with the mineral. The blind jackal had thought of a scenerio similar to this one a few days ago….but it wasn’t as…suddenly, to be honest he wasn’t even quite sure he was even trying to run away. The culprit could just be a person wanting revenge for what he did not being able to see who it really was, therefore he should let it happened because he deserved whatever came to him, right? Maybe a small part of him still wanted to live.

The blind jackal grabbed a rock that he felt near, tightening his grip the moment he did. His ears perked up, ready to pick up any kind of sound.

[forbidden-blanket]

Well that proved to be useless as the jackal hybrid suddenly teleported next to the other and pinned him to the ground by the throat. Bronwyn wasted absolutely no time in starting to punch the poor blind jackal's face repeatedly, mixing a few scratches here and there.

His face was turned to the side once the other whacked him with the rock, staying completly still for a few seconds before he dug his claws into his torso and threw him against other rocks like some kind of rag doll. Once again, Bronwyn walked towards the hybrid.

[powderbluestreaks]

forbidden-blanket:

Unlike the other’s cold presence, Iblis was a rather warm presence could be even boiling but that just depended on his mood but did that include both personality and physicality? Nobody knows.

The flame demon, to be quite honest, was surprised Mephiles actually responded to his question in a formal matter. Others would either come off as rude or avoid the question altogether. Of course his expression didn’t show it, he only softly smiled.

“Well some would call me the flames of disaster but I would personally prefer being referred to as Iblis” He said, his flame slightly flickering.

“…”

Mephiles reaction to that title… that name… was… certainly something. He wasn’t entirely sure ᴡʜʏ, but all the cogs in that usually conspiring brain of his had stopped working. They weren’t functioning at all, nor were the ᴡᴏʀᴅs he’d use to leave others speechless.

…I-Ib…lis…?

Was… he hearing that right? His hearing was functioning just fine - but - gah, what was this ɪʀʀɪᴛᴀᴛɪɴɢ wretched self doubt?! These thoughts rushing around his ahead a ᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ?! How could this be - why couldn’t he just -

                     I’m alone.                ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃˡˡ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ.

                                 ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ?        ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˢᵒ ᶜᵒˡᵈ…

N҉o҉.

“…Solaris, correct?”

[forbidden-blanket]

Iblis stood there in quite the awkward silence while Mephiles seemingly processed his answer, not knowing about his internal conflict. His eyes wouldn't even blink as he kept looking at the other that's some serious eye contact there bud. But finally when the blue streaked hedgehog spoke. Iblis took his own time to process that.

Huh....Solaris....He hasnt heard that name-- or rather word in quite a long time. Maybe the fact that he had been wondering around aimlessly away in some isolated locations might be reasoning behind that. His smile slightly faltered, his flame crackling once more.

"hm...yes you're correct." The flame demon said, wondering where the other was going with this.

[powderbluestreaks]

@forbidden-blanket [x]

The fire above the demon’s head softly crackled as it illuminated the area around them, giving off a nice warm vibe. Gold tinted green eyes observed the other carefully as if he was examining him.

Iblis had his hands behind him as he tilted his head. There was no particular reason for him to actually be in this location. He just happened to feel a familiar presence as he was passing by, thus leading him to the other.

“And who might you be?” Iblis said, not taking his eyes off the other for a single second.

That feeling… Mephiles couldn’t quite describe it, but it was something he’d known before. All the years that had passed had dulled it, making it almost lost to history itself. Here it was again, though, resurfacing… something. He really hadn’t any idea.

He was cold as ice. Both in personaliy and physicality - and because of that, there was a very specific reason the other felt so familiar to him despite this form he had never seen in his lifetime. He was just attempting to find it.

“…Mephiles,” he found himself responding, still trying to find his bearings. “Mephiles the Dark. And… you…?”

[forbidden-blanket]

Unlike the other's cold presence, Iblis was a rather warm presence could be even boiling but that just depended on his mood but did that include both personality and physicality? Nobody knows.

The flame demon, to be quite honest, was surprised Mephiles actually responded to his question in a formal matter. Others would either come off as rude or avoid the question altogether. Of course his expression didn't show it, he only softly smiled.

"Well some would call me the flames of disaster but I would personally prefer being referred to as Iblis" He said, his flame slightly flickering.

[powderbluestreaks]

Faint and rather ominous sounds of someone's footsteps surrounded Mephiles as they echoed throughout the cave. The sound of fire crackling appeared along with the footsteps getting louder. One more step could be heard before the cave was filled with complete silence except for a voice from a particular figure coming from behind the other. "Hello~" ((Iblis from Forbidden-Blanket))

[ @forbidden-blanket ]

Mephiles was spending his time with constant companions: his thoughts. Silence - a terrifying prospect to some, and sometimes even for those who wouldn’t admit, but at times, it was useful and he did quite require it.

What he hadn’t been expecting was company. Not here - he’d picked a place of isolation, where no one would think to bother him. But here someone was, foolishly interrupting his contemplation. At least he made such assumptions - but the sounds he heard were something else… something familiar, even.

“…?”

Something about the atmosphere he could not place, and there was an old feeling in his system he couldn’t shake. Whilst it was in his nature to react quite bluntly or threateningly to people he crossed, that something stopped him today.

Mephiles slowly looked over his shoulder, silent and observing. His eye ridges lifted a little in surprise, though for the life in him he could not explain why. What was it?

“…hello,” he replied, tone surprisingly level and civil.

[forbidden-blanket]

The fire above the demon's head softly crackled as it illuminated the area around them, giving off a nice warm vibe. Gold tinted green eyes observed the other carefully as if he was examining him.

Iblis had his hands behind him as he tilted his head. There was no particular reason for him to actually be in this location. He just happened to feel a familiar presence as he was passing by, thus leading him to the other.

"And who might you be?" Iblis said, not taking his eyes off the other for a single second.

[rothotnik]

“ GUESS WHO’S BACK, BABY! ”

“ promo me, suckers, i know there’s gotta be some of you out there that missed me! ”

[crazy-handy-man-deactivated2019]

 “ WANNA DIE FROM A SIMPLE FLIP-OFF? “

                               “ WELL YOU CAME TO THE RIGHT PLACE! “

RULES . ABOUT(wip)

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Infinite blogs: follow me

Me, with a thread where Shadow’s in a brutal fight with another Infinite: s WE AT S

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Even ones that might be friendly?

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*cries in friendly jackal*

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*smh in not so friendly jackal*

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

The blind jackal was actually for once, relaxed…or what it would seem like.. He sat from a decent distance away from the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed, taking not so steady strained breaths. Listening to the calming sounds surrounding him as he felt the pain in his chest grow stronger. But that doesn’t matter as long as he is relaxed, right?

[forbidden-blanket]

That relaxation was soon to be over as a knife was thrown at the shorter jackal’s back. Bronwyn took slow steps forward, picking up the pacw before charging at the other. He quickly spun and kicked Finnian over to the edge of the cliff. He then again walked towards him.

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

Finnian didn’t hear anything close by. Being too late to react in time, the blind jackal let out a short scream when he felt a sudden piercing pain on his back. He slowly grabbed it and stupidly pulled it out. Somebody’s trynna kill em? He turned around, only to be kicked by the jackal hybrid. Finnian dug his claws onto the ground before he could completely slide off the edge, his legs dangling. His ears perked up at the sound of footsteps getting near him. shit.

Finnian quickly pulled himself up and got up before his ruby glew a dark red. He spun and whacked Bronwyn with his tail, making a quick run for it soonly after. At least he knows when to bail right?

[forbidden-blanket]

Bronwyn was about to grab the other just when he got whacked, causing him to slightly stumble over his feet. He quickly regained his balance and chased after Finnian. There was nothing going on inside of the jackal hybrid's head except for the endless thoughts of killing the other. He did stop for one second, possibly giving the blind jackal time to hide somewhere as part of what's left of his mind tried fighting the control of the mask but to no avail.

[fishing-purple-cat-deactivated2]

Shamar Oasis Hotel

This hotel for many is the most visually stunning in the resort. Very beautiful Shamar themed architecture and interior. Palmtrees, tapestries, and lots of gorgeous jewel tones everywhere to draw the eyes. This one stands out quite a bit.

It has a modern theme to it, but the charm of Shamar is very much at the forefront of this huge desert palace. Again, you can get a room to meet any needs within reason.

This hotel has 2 restaurants, 2 pools (indoor and outdoor), full spa and hair/fur salon, fitness room, large outdoor recreation area for gatherings, and a gift shop.

Feel free to like, reblog, or reply to this post if you want this to be your choice.

Again, you’ll have a chance to change your mind once all the hotel choices are up.

[bandaged-ruby-archived]

The blind jackal was actually for once, relaxed…or what it would seem like.. He sat from a decent distance away from the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed, taking not so steady strained breaths. Listening to the calming sounds surrounding him as he felt the pain in his chest grow stronger. But that doesn’t matter as long as he is relaxed, right?

[forbidden-blanket]

That relaxation was soon to be over as a knife was thrown at the shorter jackal’s back. Bronwyn took slow steps forward, picking up the pacw before charging at the other. He quickly spun and kicked Finnian over to the edge of the cliff. He then again walked towards him.

[fishing-purple-cat-deactivated2]

Carnival Night Trip!

So Big has finally saved enough of his money to go on a trip with his friends. It took a long time, but he did it! He’s paying for his friends to come with him to Carnival Night Resort! (Think Disney World.)

He has planned for a 5 day, 4 night trip with him buying the tickets into the park and hotel rooms for everyone coming with. You will have to buy your own food. He’s not paying for everything.

The resort has an overall modern theme with bright colors everywhere and brilliant lights at night. There’s something for everyone here with rides, shopping, restaurants, night clubs, a waterpark, and also a beach if you just want to relax by the huge lake.

Be careful about straying too far out. The old structures of the park are still standing. You’re free to explore, but at your own risk as they are not considered part of the resort. (These parts are the actual carnival night stage from Sonic and Knuckles.)

The different parts of the park have distinct themes to them. Each from various parts of the world. The shops, food, and even the hotels and entertainment in the area all share the theme. Big will let folks stay wherever they want to at the resort too, so be sure to tell him where you want to stay!

Big will be staying with at the hotel in the center of the park. (Kinda like Cinderella’s Castle in the Disney park.)

I will follow this post up with a map of where the themed areas are and the hotels available.

For now though, please like, reply, or reblog this post if you will be coming.

[forbidden-blanket]

Mask of Rage: Muse goes Berserk and attacks everyone in their Path not caring if it is Friend or Enemy, Mask can only be removed with the Bloody Hand-print of Another Muse..

Bronwyn was laying on the couch at his apartment. His mismatched eyes staring at the tv as he switched from channel to channel endlessly, not finding anything interesting to watch. His ears slightly perk up at hearing something coming from the hall. The jackal hybrid turned off the tv after he grabbed his knife, his shoulders tense up as he shuffled closer to the source.But when he turned the corner, a mask was lounged at him, immediately latching onto his face, causing him to drop his knife to try and rip the mask off his face. Only a few long moments of Bronwyn thrashing around had passed before he suddenly stopped and picked up his knife-- "Bronwyn what are you doing?" The small other jackal, who just came out of the bathroom, said along with a raised brow. Bronwyn slowly turned around, not wasting any time to quickly charge at him, plunging the knife into Blanket's shoulder, pinning him to the wall before shortly teleported away, not giving Blanket no time to process what the fuck just happened.Wherever he was going now.....hopefully there aren't any unlucky souls who cross his path.

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Ain’t nobody bringing us down”

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