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"Hey. Who r u?" Ebony leered forward, peering suspiciously into the Sandman's eyes. She was having particular difficulty seeing through her red-tinted contacts today.
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asksanderson started following you
"Hey. Who r u?" Ebony leered forward, peering suspiciously into the Sandman's eyes. She was having particular difficulty seeing through her red-tinted contacts today.
"being a hipster today lol just girly thingz"
*goes up to podium at a funeral for a eulogy* *tears up* you… you know she dead
"Jus me sleepin. <3 being a vampier!"
iamclearlyawizard started following you
Ebony’s eyes crossed in surprise as she tried to see what had so suddenly and roughly covered her mouth. She considered biting the hand, but she reminded herself that, the last time she had actually bitten someone, one of her false vampire teeth had broken off, causing an embarrassing panic. Instead, she decided that the best option was to continue talking.
"Is ther a darker color than blak? i dont think ther is, u dont understand how colors werk." Her speech was muffled around the wizard’s large fingers, so she spoke slowly and emphatically.
He stared at her. His eyes slowly, slowly shutting in annoyance for a second before opening it. ”You are an idiot and a fool.” He said calmly. ”The greatest kind of idiot and fool. The kind that knows not the fool they are.” His speech was very slow and deliberate. ”Understand?”
Ebony nodded, slowly, not breaking eye contact. Clearly, she thought, this wizard fellow was rather dense, having to speak so slowly as he struggled to process what she had communicated to him.
"Yes," she said, gesturing to her nod so that he would hopefully understand. "I un-der-stand." She pointed first to her chest, then to her forehead. "U R say-ing that u think it's foolish how GReat I am." Beaming, she patted his arm to show him that, even if he didn't understand her words, they could still share a mutual respect for one another. "U think im th greatest," she repeated. "U. Me. Good. Yes?"
// The best part about having computer illiterate parents is that I can regurgitate jokes I read on the internet and they think I'm really clever.
"I updated my Tumbler theme, lug nuts. u <3 it."
//It'm not sure I like it, but it's there for the time being! My other theme was way too buggy and I couldn't stick with it anymore.
Are you tom felton because you could slytherin this pussy
iamclearlyawizard started following you
"I……..am Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way, im not related 2 gerard way but i wish i was because hes a major effing hottie. & yes, I am a vampier, see?" She paused to insert a thumb into each side of her mouth, pulling her lips back further, to make her fangs unmistakeable. Perhaps her wizard companion had missed them the first time.
With a slurp of excess saliva she continued, “An im just wearing tha BEST goffik cloths from Hot Topic, duh. Blak lace corset with blak lace thingies on tha back n n my blak lacy bra is showing cuz my b00bies r so big n blak lace miniskirt n blak leather stilleto boots n blak eyelashes n blak fangernails n blak fishnet pantyhoze n blak gloves wif red dots n blak—-” she paused for a deep, heaving breath.
Edward stared at her as she babbled on and on and on and on and… Jesus Christ! He never talked this much at once, not even when trying to impress others, or argue with legislators about the value of getting America involved in the war in Europe. Catching one instant to shut her up when she took her breath his hand went right over her mouth and he look at her, “Shut. Up.” He said simply. ”I get it, you fucking like black, and would only be happier if there was a darker color to wear. I can fucking see that.” He said now very annoyed.
Ebony's eyes crossed in surprise as she tried to see what had so suddenly and roughly covered her mouth. She considered biting the hand, but she reminded herself that, the last time she had actually bitten someone, one of her false vampire teeth had broken off, causing an embarrassing panic. Instead, she decided that the best option was to continue talking.
"Is ther a darker color than blak? i dont think ther is, u dont understand how colors werk." Her speech was muffled around the wizard's large fingers, so she spoke slowly and emphatically.
alwayswatching-neversleeping started following you
Ebony trotted alongside her newfound friend, struggling to keep up in her new leather platform boots. Her heart fluttered in her ears.Finally!she thought.A fran whoze not a effing pozer prep!
"O M F G Z, we r liek, soulmates. Wut r we gonna do @ ur house? Is ur sexxi mancandy gonna b their? Do u hav MCR or Good Charlotte or Say Anyfang or Marilyn Manson or other super goffik musiks liek dat? I no u do, ur so goffik n perfekt. N U DRINK BLOOD 2?!?!?!?!?!?!!!??!!!11?!!1?!?!! r u a vampier liek me?? R WE GUNNA HAV A PAJAMA PARTY IN OUR COFFINS??????"
"Sry, mai man iz buzy werkin. mayB hell b home laterz. I gotz all the bezt goffik muzik. Im not a vampire, i juzt liek 2 drink blud. Im a soullez angel of madnez. I gotz coffins if u need 2 borrow 1 4 a pj par T tho."
Before long they arrived at Dea’s home, a dready looking converted warehouse at the outskirts of Death City. Unlocking the door, Dea waved Ebony inside, and led her to the door to the basement. It was pitch black, with a skull-shaped doorknob.
"Welcum 2 mai lair of goffik sorrowz, Ebony."
Dea opened the door, revealing a spiral staircase with red velvet carpet and black ebony banisters supported by bones. Marilyn Manson was playing in the background, and the windows were covered with black curtains. Black candles covered almost every available surface, many of them resting inside of skulls, and several ornate coffins lined one of the walls. There was a bitch black writing desk with images of ravens carved into it, and a bookcase lined with the complete works of Edgar Allen Poe, as well as countless albums by every Goffik Band there was. The writing desk seemed covered in stacks of papers.
"diz iz da poetry I write 2 bleed da mizery in de empty hole whur mai soul shuld be onto paperz. do u wunt 2 hear sum?"
Ebony clapped her hands in glee. Nothing made her heart frolic in her chest like a depressing poem.
"Of courze i want 2 here dem! N den, maybe we can drink bloody milkshaeks n write deprezzing poetry........2GETHER??"
She let herself topple backward into a large black armchair. Tracing her fingernails over the wings of a stone raven, she could not help but shiver at the thought that, perhaps, she had found a new BFF4eva.
How does Your Muse feel about my Muse?
☣- What on earth are you?
☠- I hope you die…
♛- You should just go away.
Ü- I don’t know how to feel.
☃- DOES.NOT.COMPUTE.
†- Ya’ll need Jesus.
♥- I can’t live without you.
◕‿◕- Friends~
★- You are a star.
╰☆╮- I just want to fuck you.
☻- Add own.
"Only reblagging b/c I feel ╰☆╮ about all of u."
Remember me?
"Ew, ur gonna join th clergy? gross…………..well, i dont normally talk 2 Fathers, but i can call u Daddy if u want (geddit?)….." The girl’s eyes went hazy and she bit her lower lip inticingly. A drop of blood rolled onto her chin, which she slowly licked clean.
"No. Nopey nononono. I would prefer you never, ever do that." He shuddered, looking for an escape route. This chick was way too scary for his tastes.
Ebony clasped her hands behind her back and looked up, pleadingly, at Asura. "im sry Ashera. i didnt no i scared u. If u just talk 2 me 4 a minit, mayB we can werk threw our diffferences? i just want 2 be your frand. U seem so interesting and kawaii (which is Japanez for kewl). I promizz i wont try 2 sex u."
"Hawt 3sum wit mai boi toi hubby. U liek dat idea?"
"i LIEK DAT IDEA."
"I hav moar followerz than any of u. Liek 20 follower. i bet u only hav .00000000000000666 follower."
It's Sexual Sunday. You know what to do!
Ask my muse anything about their sex life
Send me a kink / fetish and I’ll rate it
Try to seduce my muse
Send some anonymous (or non-anonymous) smut
Anything your horny little hearts desire!
"Plz?"
G'night, errbody
// I've got to go to bed, but I'll try to get back to our threads tomorrow! Moving into my new dorm tomorrow, so it will be good to RP for a while when I'm done unpacking.
▼ - Childhood headcanon
Ebony was born to a family of wizards. Her father was always absent, and her mother passed away from pneumonia when Ebony was just a baby. She was raised by her wealthy grandmother, with whom she has no contact today. Her grandmother was a shallow, distant woman who often used magic to unjustly terrorize Ebony whenever the child misbehaved. Ebony's fondest memory is of the day she met a mysterious man with a guitar. She saw the man passing outside the gate of her grandmother's property. He was dressed in black leather and had a guitar slung over his back. He did not speak to Ebony, but she walked up to the gate and asked to touch his guitar. He knelt down and allowed her to rub her fingers over the polished wood. This experience inspired her to find solace in music. For a long time, Ebony fantasized that this mysterious man may have been her father.