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@hazel-capulus
Yo. This blog has really slipped, so I’m going to take a step back and go work on some other things. Specifically, a pony ask thing. Go follow coffeechaosandcookies (the new one) if you’re into that, if not, well, yeah. Like I said, I’m taking a step back from this blog.
Anyway, anyone up for roleplay? It’s been soooo long.
ANYWAY HI.
So, I beat Undertale the other night. Last night. Did a neutral run, then a True Pacifist run, and oh man, it was fucking amazing.
I think I have a crush on a pink robot, someone send h e l p
When you’re trying to stop hiccuping by holding your breath
And hiccups keep interrupting it
Yes I legitimately forgot tumblr exists :v funny, huh.
Anyway! Things! Drawing! I have been! How is everyone else?
*Suddenly remembers tumblr exists
It’s been an awesome Christmas Morning, got tons of Pop Vinyls, some new plushies, and some Lego Dimensions minifigs :D (which are in the other room because I’m lazy and my back is hurting too much to go get them for a photo)
Open RP #2
coffeechaosandcookies
She raised both eyebrows. “And fade to black, am I right? that was a pretty whammy moment.” She sat back, pulling a cigarette out of her hair. “Got a light? Nah, nevermind.” She pulled out a pink lighter. “Got this from Vivian on the way in.” She nodded in thanks, then lit her cigarette, taking a puff with a bored expression. “Fire the guns, ladies. Go on.” She said, with a faint smile.
“Let’s make this easy, Belle.” Élodie sighed. “We all know that really won’t do anything but make you pissed or stun you for a second. Both if I’m lucky. I also know that it’s taken less to take you down in the past.” She let out a sigh. “Either come with me or tell me why you didn’t kill Ochre.” Élodie pronounced his name as it should be. Sounded off.
Vivian grinned and sort of gave a gesture which seemed to indicate, “Anytime, Babe!” before her face reverted back to a scowl.
Canna smiled faintly. “I didn’t kill him because he would be too easy.” She said, calmly. “See, Hazel, you disable the arm and leg, and she would still be a challenge. Sky, you can take her by surprise, but the magic will hit you hard. Even Burgand can hold his own nowadays. But Ochre is complacent. Stupid. Sweet, but easy to take by surprise.” She grinned softly. “I didn’t do it because there are better challenges out there.” She purred.
“I’m well aware of your cohort.” Élodie snapped. “But someone killed him and well… you’re one of the only ones with the kind of history with him to do it.” Vivian nodded in agreement with her sister.
“My father was murdered. Did I do it because of my history?” She asked, calmly. Hrr hand whipped out, covering the barrel of Elodie’s gun. “Listen. I’ll help you find his killer. But if you keep blaming me for it I will be forced to skin you alive, just a little bit.” She said, calmly.
Élodie raised an eyebrow. “And now you’re threatening an officer.” She grinned. “Full cooperation.” Élodie lowed her gun. “As long as you behave, we’ll behave.” Vivian hesitated to lower her own weapon.
Canna’s hand whipped out again, and Vivian suddenly found her own gun being handed to her. “Yeah, sure.” She said, to Elodie. “So, Elly, what other leads do you have?” She asked, calmly.
“Hazel Capulus and Burgand Giftegard.” Élodie replied. “For the sake of argument, I don’t think that they did it, but they were the only other ones with the means to do so. The two have worked together too often before.” Vivian searched the back of her mind to try and remember these two names, but she usually left the remembering up to Élodie.
“HA.” Canna burst out laughing for several long seconds, wheezing loudly for effect. “Haaaa... You’re silly.” She wiped an eye, shaking her head. “Now, you see, Hazel has never killed a dude. Kinda against her code. Burgand... Is a wimp. Can hold his own, yeah. But if Hazel tells him to do something, he obeys like a puppy. Last time I checked, anyway. It’s kinky as fuck.” She laughed.
Open RP #2
coffeechaosandcookies
She raised both eyebrows. “And fade to black, am I right? that was a pretty whammy moment.” She sat back, pulling a cigarette out of her hair. “Got a light? Nah, nevermind.” She pulled out a pink lighter. “Got this from Vivian on the way in.” She nodded in thanks, then lit her cigarette, taking a puff with a bored expression. “Fire the guns, ladies. Go on.” She said, with a faint smile.
“Let’s make this easy, Belle.” Élodie sighed. “We all know that really won’t do anything but make you pissed or stun you for a second. Both if I’m lucky. I also know that it’s taken less to take you down in the past.” She let out a sigh. “Either come with me or tell me why you didn’t kill Ochre.” Élodie pronounced his name as it should be. Sounded off.
Vivian grinned and sort of gave a gesture which seemed to indicate, “Anytime, Babe!” before her face reverted back to a scowl.
Canna smiled faintly. “I didn’t kill him because he would be too easy.” She said, calmly. “See, Hazel, you disable the arm and leg, and she would still be a challenge. Sky, you can take her by surprise, but the magic will hit you hard. Even Burgand can hold his own nowadays. But Ochre is complacent. Stupid. Sweet, but easy to take by surprise.” She grinned softly. “I didn’t do it because there are better challenges out there.” She purred.
“I’m well aware of your cohort.” Élodie snapped. “But someone killed him and well… you’re one of the only ones with the kind of history with him to do it.” Vivian nodded in agreement with her sister.
“My father was murdered. Did I do it because of my history?” She asked, calmly. Hrr hand whipped out, covering the barrel of Elodie’s gun. “Listen. I’ll help you find his killer. But if you keep blaming me for it I will be forced to skin you alive, just a little bit.” She said, calmly.
Élodie raised an eyebrow. “And now you’re threatening an officer.” She grinned. “Full cooperation.” Élodie lowed her gun. “As long as you behave, we’ll behave.” Vivian hesitated to lower her own weapon.
Canna’s hand whipped out again, and Vivian suddenly found her own gun being handed to her. “Yeah, sure.” She said, to Elodie. “So, Elly, what other leads do you have?” She asked, calmly.
Open RP
coffeechaosandcookies
She looked around. “The floorboards. Sky always hides shit under them. Or we’ll fall into the next scene. Come on.” She got to her feet, beginning to peer under the floorboards under the bed.
“It feels like you’ve done this before, and it’s pissing me off.” Burgand exclaimed before going ahead and diving under one of the warped pieces of hardwood.
Hazel sighed, and followed, catching up to Burgand as they fell through a multicoloured passage, heading directly downward. “I just know how this works.” She said, calmly.
“I sure hope so.” Burgand swallowed what little saliva was left in his mouth and locked eyes with Hazel again.
She smirked at him, before suddenly the passage they fell through broke into two, separating Burgand and Hazel, sendin them on different paths. Burgand was now alone, and falling toward a forest, by the looks of what was below him.
Open RP #2
coffeechaosandcookies
She raised both eyebrows. “And fade to black, am I right? that was a pretty whammy moment.” She sat back, pulling a cigarette out of her hair. “Got a light? Nah, nevermind.” She pulled out a pink lighter. “Got this from Vivian on the way in.” She nodded in thanks, then lit her cigarette, taking a puff with a bored expression. “Fire the guns, ladies. Go on.” She said, with a faint smile.
“Let’s make this easy, Belle.” Élodie sighed. “We all know that really won’t do anything but make you pissed or stun you for a second. Both if I’m lucky. I also know that it’s taken less to take you down in the past.” She let out a sigh. “Either come with me or tell me why you didn’t kill Ochre.” Élodie pronounced his name as it should be. Sounded off.
Vivian grinned and sort of gave a gesture which seemed to indicate, “Anytime, Babe!” before her face reverted back to a scowl.
Canna smiled faintly. “I didn’t kill him because he would be too easy.” She said, calmly. “See, Hazel, you disable the arm and leg, and she would still be a challenge. Sky, you can take her by surprise, but the magic will hit you hard. Even Burgand can hold his own nowadays. But Ochre is complacent. Stupid. Sweet, but easy to take by surprise.” She grinned softly. “I didn’t do it because there are better challenges out there.” She purred.
“I’m well aware of your cohort.” Élodie snapped. “But someone killed him and well… you’re one of the only ones with the kind of history with him to do it.” Vivian nodded in agreement with her sister.
“My father was murdered. Did I do it because of my history?” She asked, calmly. Hrr hand whipped out, covering the barrel of Elodie’s gun. “Listen. I’ll help you find his killer. But if you keep blaming me for it I will be forced to skin you alive, just a little bit.” She said, calmly.
Open RP
coffeechaosandcookies
She looked around. “The floorboards. Sky always hides shit under them. Or we’ll fall into the next scene. Come on.” She got to her feet, beginning to peer under the floorboards under the bed.
“It feels like you’ve done this before, and it’s pissing me off.” Burgand exclaimed before going ahead and diving under one of the warped pieces of hardwood.
Hazel sighed, and followed, catching up to Burgand as they fell through a multicoloured passage, heading directly downward. “I just know how this works.” She said, calmly.
Open RP #2
coffeechaosandcookies
She raised both eyebrows. “And fade to black, am I right? that was a pretty whammy moment.” She sat back, pulling a cigarette out of her hair. “Got a light? Nah, nevermind.” She pulled out a pink lighter. “Got this from Vivian on the way in.” She nodded in thanks, then lit her cigarette, taking a puff with a bored expression. “Fire the guns, ladies. Go on.” She said, with a faint smile.
“Let’s make this easy, Belle.” Élodie sighed. “We all know that really won’t do anything but make you pissed or stun you for a second. Both if I’m lucky. I also know that it’s taken less to take you down in the past.” She let out a sigh. “Either come with me or tell me why you didn’t kill Ochre.” Élodie pronounced his name as it should be. Sounded off.
Vivian grinned and sort of gave a gesture which seemed to indicate, “Anytime, Babe!” before her face reverted back to a scowl.
Canna smiled faintly. “I didn’t kill him because he would be too easy.” She said, calmly. “See, Hazel, you disable the arm and leg, and she would still be a challenge. Sky, you can take her by surprise, but the magic will hit you hard. Even Burgand can hold his own nowadays. But Ochre is complacent. Stupid. Sweet, but easy to take by surprise.” She grinned softly. “I didn’t do it because there are better challenges out there.” She purred.
Open RP
Hazel cursed, and grabbed Burgand, leaping off the bed with him, and rolling under it into the gloom of it.Whoever was coming, Hazel didn’t want to deal with it. “No wonder she’s so damn crazy, her mind is fucked up.” Hazel muttered.
“How did we get in Sky’s mind, exactly? And if that’s where we are, how did you find this out? What are you keeping from me?!” Burgand’s frustration grew.
What appeared before them was something that was very expected and could certainly be described. It was a giant Sky Blue.
She was running about the room, seemingly looking for something. Hazel hissed at Burgand to keep it down. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out.” She hissed. “I found out because look at this crazy shit. This doesn’t happen THAT often.” She growled, quietly.
Burgand really wished he had just been dreaming. “Mocha, you really REALLY need to figure something out this time.”
She looked around. “The floorboards. Sky always hides shit under them. Or we’ll fall into the next scene. Come on.” She got to her feet, beginning to peer under the floorboards under the bed.
Open RP #2
coffeechaosandcookies
“Well, ideally I’d like a dic- er.” She cleared her throat, crossing her arms. “I’ll take a coffee. Black, no sugar, no heat.” She said, simply, looking around for somewhere to sit.
The man nodded and pulled out a large pitcher with cold-brew. He poured it in a glass and set it on the table that Canna definitely chose. “Anything for… you two?” The man asked the two twins, who shook their heads in unison followed by an eye roll from the barista. “Monsieur Ocher told us about zis place. He said zat he was going to show it to you before…” Vivian’s mouth was covered by the steel cage that was Élodie’s hand.
“Before I made out with his brother, led them along for a while, then dumped them both for Hazel?” She said, calmly, sitting down and taking a deep gulp of her coffee. “I… Really don’t know how to feel about him any more.” She said, with a shrug. “He’s like a puppy. Easy to kick, but you feel guilty afterward.”
The two twins looked at each other a bit concerned and then Élodie’s face became more serious. Vivian continued to grin.
“There is something very important that we must discuss with you, Canna.” Élodie still held her accent, but it seemed much more subdued. She pushed her glassed up the bridge of her nose and continued. “We needed to make sure that you didn’t have any dire attachments to Mr. Giftegard. The fact of the matter is, he’s dangerous.” Vivian’s face went to a slight frown.
Canna’s own smirk began to grow. “Well, I’m pretty dangerous, too.” She said, calmly, glancing at Vivian with a cocked eyebrow. “Well, at least someone here is smiling.” She joked.
Élodie pulled out a gun from who-knows-where and pointed it directly at Canna. “We both know that I’m bluffing with this gun, but we also know that I have no choice.” “Neizher do I!” Vivian pulled a snubnose out from her back, hidden by her golden sea of hair, fixing her sight on Canna as well. “And I also know that you’re already dead.” Élodie pulled out a badge and ID that showed that she was a member of the Kalos Police, not to be confused with the Pokémon Rangers. She dealt completely and purely in criminal activity. “Canna Schizein Belle… you’re under arrest for the murder of Ochre Giftegard.”
She raised both eyebrows. “And fade to black, am I right? that was a pretty whammy moment.” She sat back, pulling a cigarette out of her hair. “Got a light? Nah, nevermind.” She pulled out a pink lighter. “Got this from Vivian on the way in.” She nodded in thanks, then lit her cigarette, taking a puff with a bored expression. “Fire the guns, ladies. Go on.” She said, with a faint smile.
Open RP
Hazel cursed, and grabbed Burgand, leaping off the bed with him, and rolling under it into the gloom of it.Whoever was coming, Hazel didn’t want to deal with it. “No wonder she’s so damn crazy, her mind is fucked up.” Hazel muttered.
“How did we get in Sky’s mind, exactly? And if that’s where we are, how did you find this out? What are you keeping from me?!” Burgand’s frustration grew.
What appeared before them was something that was very expected and could certainly be described. It was a giant Sky Blue.
She was running about the room, seemingly looking for something. Hazel hissed at Burgand to keep it down. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out.” She hissed. “I found out because look at this crazy shit. This doesn’t happen THAT often.” She growled, quietly.
Open RP #2
coffeechaosandcookies
“Well, ideally I’d like a dic- er.” She cleared her throat, crossing her arms. “I’ll take a coffee. Black, no sugar, no heat.” She said, simply, looking around for somewhere to sit.
The man nodded and pulled out a large pitcher with cold-brew. He poured it in a glass and set it on the table that Canna definitely chose. “Anything for… you two?” The man asked the two twins, who shook their heads in unison followed by an eye roll from the barista. “Monsieur Ocher told us about zis place. He said zat he was going to show it to you before…” Vivian’s mouth was covered by the steel cage that was Élodie’s hand.
“Before I made out with his brother, led them along for a while, then dumped them both for Hazel?” She said, calmly, sitting down and taking a deep gulp of her coffee. “I… Really don’t know how to feel about him any more.” She said, with a shrug. “He’s like a puppy. Easy to kick, but you feel guilty afterward.”
The two twins looked at each other a bit concerned and then Élodie’s face became more serious. Vivian continued to grin.
“There is something very important that we must discuss with you, Canna.” Élodie still held her accent, but it seemed much more subdued. She pushed her glassed up the bridge of her nose and continued. “We needed to make sure that you didn’t have any dire attachments to Mr. Giftegard. The fact of the matter is, he’s dangerous.” Vivian’s face went to a slight frown.
Canna’s own smirk began to grow. “Well, I’m pretty dangerous, too.” She said, calmly, glancing at Vivian with a cocked eyebrow. “Well, at least someone here is smiling.” She joked.
