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[imperialknxght]

;ooc

inactivity? yes. i'm not here much anymore, hoowee. a lot's happened since i disappeared ! if you're still wanting to interact, great ! and to those who don't know... i made a new vermintide blog if you want to give that a look ! @warwiidow is the handle, have fun and have a gander ! for now, im gonna try and get back into my kruber groove, maybe work on an icon or two. :) we'll get there in due time, folks !

[rpfunstuff]

Send me *knock knock* for my muse’s reaction to yours showing up at their door after being missing for two weeks.

[imperialknxght]

How did you get the scars on your face?

"Someone was gonna ask eventually, eh?"

The scar was not something to really be proud of, with his experience in the field, but it didn't come as much of a surprise. With a sigh, he shrugged.

"If only Edmund were here to tell the tale to ya, mate.

"Got this when I was in m'twenties; from a necromancer who was attackin' near Ostland. A lone survivor from that battle, I was."

... silence.

I don't think he wants to talk about it anymore.

[imperialknxght]

"Blessed Taal, guide my aim."

[imperialknxght]

"What in Taal's name?"

"I'd never seen a soldier with that kinda armor. It looks dull, mate. Get yourself somethin' proper before dealin' with any of these rat-men. They're nothin' but trouble, they are."

[imperialknxght]

"Rollin' into a new year, eh?

"Well, fuck that. I'm gonna have a pint and a smoke."

[inkscapepony-art]

THE TANK

if you guys have not seen my best friend's animation, please go watch it!

[imperialknxght]

;ooc

// so

guess who got the skin

AND GUESS WHOS GONNA MAKE NEW ICONS

[imperialknxght]

IMAGINARY ILLNESS

tagged by: @xaallo

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Storm Syndrome

You never really knew how to be yourself, distancing yourself from your own existence - standing outside of the house even as the storm closed in. You are going through the motions of everyday life, uncaring except for the toughest storms. Each one feels like the one - the one that will finally be too much for you. Somehow it isn't - it never is (except the last one). And as the people around you pick their lives back up and move on, barely bothered by the storm, you still carry it in you - one foot in your life and one out of it. And when they'll ask about you, asking questions about your future, your plans, your dreams the only honest answer would be "i don't know, i never thought i'd make it this far".

tagging: @skxrbrand, @warhammer-fantasy-muses, @times-immora, @stories-from-the-warp, @chapter-master-darius, and you lot !

[imperialknxght]

" Mewling solves nothing. If you want to honor his memory, kill his killers."

" Pathetic mortal."

That growling daemon at his side was of no support right now. The once strong soldier's sobs slowed to a halt as that thing kept spitting and insulting him.

Anger, grief, and guilt bubbled within Markus. Something made him want to strangle Skarbrand for even saying something like that, but...

he was right.

The damage was already done. There was nothing that he could do about it now, and crying won't solve it; it sure did help, though, when times were tough.

Wiping away his tears of heartbroken sorrow, he turned his head slightly to respond.

"I did what I could," he stuttered, "back in Ubersreik."

Why was he confessing his love for a man to a daemon he's supposed to hate with every fiber of his being? Vulnerability, maybe, but the pain was too immense for him to not just tell someone.

Anyone, even if it meant someone as awful as Skarbrand.

"It didn't feel like enough."

[imperialknxght]

"I can't do this without you."

[imperialknxght]

be honest....a lot of what the empire does is screwed up. how do you justify so many innocents dying in the pursuit of peace and safety?

SEND ME "BE HONEST..." WITH A QUESTION YOUR MUSE HAS BEEN DYING TO ASK MINE AND THEY'LL ANSWER TRUTHFULLY.

Markus fell silent for a moment, taking a deep breath. The question certainly brought up memories from his past, and how sickening some of the other legions of the Empire could be. He had heard, seen, and reported too much to excuse it.

Not only the innocents, but his own men died in the pursuit of peace.

"I don't," he replied.

"I've seen more than just the deaths of innocent folks in my career. There were soldiers that I used to fight alongside from a different battalion, and by Taal, what a wreck they were.

"The military views on that is definitely a grey area, even with the men I worked with. You have good ones who fight and protect the people, even if it means sacrificing themselves; learned that the hard way, unfortunately."

I miss you, Edmund.

"There's the lot that wants to kill, kill, kill, but they don't see the innocents since they're too bloodthirsty; then there are some that just don't care and see innocents as expendable."

"Long story short: no, I don't see any of the innocents lost as justifyin' the means. Never have, never will. If I even got a feelin' in m'gut that someone's tryin' to justify it, they're gonna get their brains smashed in."

"No innocent person deserves to die."

[assassin1513]

🖤⚜️Knight Kingdom ⚜️🖤

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

[melamemea]

send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

[imperialknxght]

the raiding, raging beast || closed with @skxrbrand

continued from [here]

Kruber was lucky to have stumbled into this situation. This beast was huge, to be sure, but why had he not been given any intel by Lohner about this sooner?

Seeing the skies a deep hue of blood red, and hearing the cries for help were enough to urge him to run towards the village. Making haste through the village gates and through the streets, he stumbled upon a horrific sight.

The beast in the town square had scorched, torn, and destroyed this whole town. Still going on with their natural habits, Kruber thought for a moment. However, on his way there, he was still urging the villagers to leave the town immediately, waving them towards the gate with one hand, while his rifle was in the other.

"Everyone, to the gate, go," he barked, waving men, women, and children in the opposite direction of the daemon; he even had to help elders on horseback. The screams and cries of pain were something that one man couldn't endure alone, but in this moment, he needed to.

Kruber ran like a bat out of Hel towards the daemon with spread wings, whose roars rattled his head and almost pierced his eardrums. This was a familiar daemon, he realized. "OI!" he yelled, "over 'ere, you daft bastard!"

Maybe he could be enough of a distraction to get the villagers to safety sooner. He was just one man. Fighting a daemon like him alone is a death sentence.

It was a sacrifice he was willing to make.

[skxrbrand]

Skarbrand looked at the dead strewn about with a disappointed glare. Few warriors were and what there was wasn't anything close to a martial challenge. There was no honor in butchering sheep, no sport in killing insects, and so the Daemon had turned his ire on the presumptuous fools who had summoned him here.

Foolish mortals! Let them know the consequences of wasting a daemons time! No amount of pleading would save their hides and the Reaper only spared the last man so that he might warn others of this day and what he'd seen.

" Waste me time again and I will devour your soul." He had told the man, before tossing him to the ground like a spent torch.

He didn't notice Kruber, not until the man yelled at him at least. Turning away from the scrabbling cultist of Khorne, the Daemon whipped around with renewed fury. Who could be so foolish, so bold?

He fingered the haft of his axe, ears perked. A lone man approaching him as others fled, and not even on horseback. No escape. Walking towards and almost certain death. Even the Reaper had to commend it.

" Do you crave death, little mortal? Here-- let me sate you!" Skarbrand swelled with heat and rage and belched forward flame, incinerating all in his path.

[imperialknxght]

"By Taal-" he cursed out loud. The flame that spit out from the daemon's maw was flying towards him at a high rate of speed. It wasn't enough for him to dodge in time, as much as he wished he could.

He took a leap to the side, but the puffed sleeve of his shirt was scorched; so was his skin. He held on tight over the burnt flesh on his arm, but looked up towards Skarbrand with distaste.

Sure, a wound like that will heal over time, but the generations that were to follow the men and women killed in this horrific massacre could never be forgiven.

With the blinding light from the fire, the smoke, and the rising ashes that came to his vision, he could only see the silhouette of Skarbrand; yet, it was enough for him to take a shot, maybe twelve centre-mass.

He couldn't know what it would take to kill a monster like this one...

especially all by his lonesome.

[imperialknxght]

"9?!"

"91!?"

"910?!?!"