buy our fucking oranges

A sorta grand welcome to the gaping fucking abyss of a joint home to riyora and qdraqons. This is hell, why the hell are you stayin'? Whatever, you can stay, just don't stand too long on the welcome mat. That's a dungeon trap door and this ain't where you wanna drop into, we'll promise you that, that's all we can swear on.

[haremofharbours]

[haremofharbours]

no i don't want to buy your fucking oranges

holy fucking jesus —

[haremofharbours]

She's a deathless departure surpassing humanity necessitating nothing from the depths of your sympathy - a woman by the name of V I O L E T

[haremofharbours]

[haremofharbours]

For a woman by the name of Violet. Whose existence is beyond your sympathy, beyond her humanity.

[haremofharbours]

△ ℑ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ ᴘ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ

{“An idea is like a virus, resilient, highly contagious. The smallest seed of an idea can grow. It can grow to define or ʎoɹʇsǝp you. You’re asking me for inception. I hope you understand the gravity of that request.”} EXTRACTOR Evangeline | chaoticsvnity TOURIST LJ | paralijaen ARCHITECT Artemis | autarchicxartemis  MARK Victoria | surviolet POINTMAN Isabela | palincarnation  CHEMIST Mikael | expired-man FORGER Sen/Silas | autarchicxsen  SHADE Haneul | NPC

+Fᴜʟʟ VERY EXTENDED sᴛᴏʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ sᴏᴏɴ.  Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄɪᴘᴀɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs AU ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴛᴏᴏ. Tʜᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ɪs ᴀ GENERAL BRIEFING ᴏɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ. 

    Шhat do you feel? Guilt? The proud extractor didn't dare to exhale a response to the thoughts that hailed her, remaining close-lipped. There was a cold draft running over her nerves within, like a glacier over the far-reaching expanse of a terrain and she shivered slightly. Memory recalled it as fear. She knew she was afraid. Afraid of a particular no one she slipped behind her consciousness. Evangeline couldn't quite admit it to the rest of her team, now all ready after rounding them together here with much effort, to share their minds with her in Victoria's dream. What for? She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply while her shoulder blades pressed into the back of the chair, willing the word to mind. Inception. All would join, except Mikael, of course. As a chemist was optional for taking part of any extraction, having to administer doses of certain chemical compounds to all involved in the dream-sharing and monitor those who went to sleep, Mikael chose not to join. He was not required to fulfill the role of a dreamer, so why allow his (paranoid) mind to be opened to others if he had the choice? Glancing over those who sat around him in the warehouse while one hand remained trained on the Infusion Trigger within the PASIV device placed on a table right before him, he relaxed a bit. They seemed content to do the task, Artemis, Isabela, LJ, and Silas all... or Sen, whichever personality was looking right at him without blinking. A slightly unnerving stare. Which, according to Evangeline's curt instruction on differentiating between the two, would likely be Silas. Mikael glanced over at the extractor, inclining his head as if to question for when to join their seated company as well as Evangeline herself, to Victoria's mind. The female android was taken by LJ (a reverse engineer who exhausted his options in doing what he could for his longtime friend) upon her shutdown, and placed here once Evangeline-also a talented engineer capable of navigating Victoria's complex systems without much difficulty, apparently-mentioned that Victoria held a human brain within her mechanical cranium. Looking over at Victoria beside her, the very mark of their heist to be performed within her mind, the extractor pressed her lips together. This was not going to be an easy feat. She knew however as she searched for consent within the eyes of each of the individuals around her, that if this team couldn't bring Victoria's mind back to where it once was-couldn't reveal Victoria's own secrets to herself, nobody could.  She just didn't count on her own subconsciousness as a threat to saving Victoria. Or her possibly compromising her entire team. With the final look of approval given by their chosen architect, Artemis, whom she'd much preferred to have build the dream spaces they were to immerse themselves within instead of herself, she turned to Mikael. "Now."