GET FURIOUS! (semi-hiatus)

‹ FURY FUELS THE SOUL. › indie rwby oc written by divina tracking #furyessence

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I JUST REMEMBERED THE EMAIL FOR THIS ACCOUNT OMG

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MOTHER. okay i can’t do this anymore. i’m leaving this blog, along with a few others for god knows how long. i’m paranoid, my abusers are stalking me, and i’m no longer happy when i log on. i’ll probably remake this blog and go under a different name and url, and even stay away from this fandom. if you want my skype or my other blogs, just ask. 

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FURY. tumblr is fuckin up so i’m gonna leave

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“ TH-THAT’S the stupidest f-fucking thing i’ve e-ever heard in my life. holy shit. ”

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FURY. ok ok so i’m making a list of replies i owe--

demitri gets his ass beat for the second time: iiimpiorum

demitri is going to get his ass beat probably: offall

i think that’s it...

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FURY. i have replies to do on here but you see---

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LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, I LOVE YOU.

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the greatest flaw with a power such as that was so clearly evident that even a monkey could have deciphered its weaknesses ;; anger was not the only thing blinding in a fight —— this boy was young && didn’t seem to understand his power in the slightest ( or at least nothing too complex with it. ) wearing them down with POISON must have been his primary skill. he’d yet to use a weapon as well, and that left him curious if even possessed one. to a creature like him, he was never without a weapon of some kind. darkness was rich & plentiful. it hid in corners, those of rooms and even people’s hearts. he was n e v e r without a weapon.

sadly, he was far from entertained anymore – boredom was the only expression on his face as the brat did the smartest thing && retreated. a fluke but he’d let him have it. his hound came back to his side, talons caked in blood from the wound they’d managed to inflict. it was funny how such a construct could still act in a way that was just like a dog. it was loyal to its master indefinitely & a puppet much better than any pet he could have dreamed for. from outside the toxic cloud, he kept his eyes trained sharp – construct at his side upon its haunches ( & waiting. )

“you seem to be mistaken, i’m not a man at all —— i’m a beast.” he replied coolly. as if he would play by the same rules of men && act fairly. this fight itself was already a show of leniency. he’d have smothered this urchin’s life with his bare hands. wrapped his fingers around his throat & crushed his STUPID windpipe without so much as a dribble of pity in his nonexistent heart. time to wrap this up with at least a hint of personal digression.

&& when the attack came, he couldn’t help but consider it a final charge from a desperate child. mercy. he didn’t have any. pity was an illusion that did nothing more than nurture weakness ;; he would not nurture fragility in this boy. to crush it now was mercy. so as he ran, he stepped towards him. hound snarling as the assaulter charged; it did not stay. in short, it melted. body decomposing in a plume of murk. the substance left behind, shadows, moved with supernatural swiftness && wrapped around its master in a dark cocoon. not a total one, just a partial spiral around the manipulators being. “is this all you have ??” the mesh of shadows rippled; spines bursting from the dark onyx ’fabric’ as merciless spires that launched in all directions. thin && slender, hard to see. piercing into cement ( and steel without resistance. )

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he’s too late. the shadows have made a cage just for him, and he’d never get out. he hesitates for a moment until he finally has the courage to pull out his scarf, which then transformed into a scythe. he  had no idea how to use it, but he continued to swing and try to at least put a dent in the bars that held him prisoner. his efforts were fruitless and only made him angrier.

“ YOU’RE not even fighting me! you’re just using shadows! “ he began, noticing that the spires were everywhere. he couldn’t dodge most of them, earning large, deep cuts that brought immense pain. it wasn’t until long when he didn’t have any strength to stand. he dropped to his knees, his scythe returning to its original form and slipping from his hands.

as he grew weary, the miasma became thin and slowly disappeared. he could see bodies of unlucky pedestrians filling up the streets. he could see the man standing with a smug look on his face. then his anger began to rise again, the miasma growing heavier and even more intoxicating. it was too much for him and his consciousness was fading. he struggled to keep fighting, not willing to show any weakness.

he’d already broken an arm and a rib not too long ago. it was such an idiotic idea of him to fight in such a state. but it gave him the rush he needed--but only for a short time.

“ I’M a beast, too. i just.. didn’t g-go all out ”

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What the fuck?

That was the stupidest thing she had ever heard in her entire life. For someone who was a Maiden, she had seen a lot of shit in her life so far. But this, well, this one just took the cake. That was just shit she was just gonna brush aside, because she did not have time to deal with that. 

“I’m not a Huntress, kid, and neither are you. Otherwise you wouldn’t have been skulking around a damn Academy. And I care because they have plans in my interest.”

Of course, it wasn’t just her. It was Ozpin’s idea, after all, but still, bits had floated to his ears. And if they found out that the legends were true, like they were thousands of years ago, then well, fuck.

But it was in her interests.

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“ YOU ain’t makin’ no sense, lady. aren’t hunters supposed to hang out around the academy? or are you so old you can’t remember shit? ” he spits, nothing but disgust and anger oozing from his words. “ LIKE i said, i don’t work with the fuckin’ fang. can you not take a hint? ”

he gets up and comes face to face with the intruder. he was a lot more angry than usual--it gave him a special kind of rush. “ I’M a goddamn grimm, you dumbass. you think grimm like fauna? we don’t. i thought someone like you would get that. ”

he looks at her with a mixture of irritation, disgust, and hatred. he’s never hated someone so much where he didn’t even use his semblance in order to make them disappear. 

“ NOW get out or i’ll make you. ”

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FURY. ok i’m doing a few replies rn. you can like this for a starter.

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LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, I LOVE YOU.

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FURY. hey i’m more active on @mcternalistic! i’m not really feeling demi right now so if you want to interact with me you can follow me there!

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FURY. hey i’m more active on @mcternalistic! i’m not really feeling demi right now so if you want to interact with me you can follow me there!

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FURY. url change! miasamatic ➔ furyessence.

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☠ FOX LADY:

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                black eyebrows rose as she TILTED her head. he sure was assuming a lot of THINGS, wasn’t he ? though, a SMALL idea popped into her head, SMILING ear to ear, but made sure it didn’t look — mischievous. she WALKED toward the boy, a hand still on her hip WHILE the other hung on the SIDE. 

❝ i didn’t know this BELONGED to anyone – but, i suppose      it’s good i ran INTO you here. now please GIVE yourself up.        i don’t WANT to use violence mean AGAINST a child. ❞

A CHILD. that’s what he was being called again and again. he grew tired of the word. it was nothing more than a petty insult, only being used to anger him and push him to the edge. it would almost seem as if he learned his lesson after being bested by a certain wolf not too long ago.

“ NO. instead of threatening me, just attack me already. you’re wasting your time if you keep on doing a monologue instead of fighting me. ”

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miasma. i’m going to remodel this blog (change url, redo tags, get my verses and threads in order, etc. ) after i do replies.

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THE NEW SU WAS L I T