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(alt!Darkleer) [-+->] 1F Y0U D0N'T REST, Y0U W0N'T HEAL
There wasn’t any time to rest. You staggered to stand using only your 2X3DENT to support you. At the other’s suggestion, you snarled at him, muttering incoherent remarks and foul obscenities.
nahmy work aint finished yetgot a reel long swim to goall this ur seainit aint nofini can rest when im D-EAD
Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number
1: Hot, Steamy kiss
2: Cheek Kiss
3: Nose Kiss
4: Forehead Kiss
5: Firm Kiss
6: Gentle Peck
7: Romantic Kiss
8: Eyelid Kiss
9: Jawline Kiss
10: Neck Kiss
11: Collarbone Kiss
12: Chest Kiss
13: Stomach Kiss
14: Kiss Along the Hips
15: Kiss in the Rain
16: Upside-Down Kiss
17: Goofy Kiss
18: Underwater Kiss
19: Forceful Kiss
20: Any of the Above
21: Then there’s tongue
REACTION MEME: Bruised and Broken Version
“Woah, when did you get that?”
“Who did this to you?”
“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”
“You’re saying this was an accident?”
“What a shiner!”
“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”
“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”
“Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“Let me kiss it better.”
“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”
“Another fight?”
“What happened to your face?”
“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”
“Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let’s get you to the hospital.”
“Why are you so calm about this?”
“You’re bleeding!”
“What are friends for, ey?”
“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”
“You need to look where you’re going.”
“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”
“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”
“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”
“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”
“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”
“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”
“How could you be so careless?”
“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
“H-how many of them were there?”
Stars Aligned [event / closed]
:o)
“Hehehe, yeah, I’m feeling the motherfuckin’ power all up in this shit too, motherfucker! MAKES ME FEEL THE MOTHERFUCK ALIVE, SIS!”
Holding your moirail up has never been an issue for you. If anything, it was a fairly common event, reminding you of your wrigglerhood. You revel in the moment when you hoist the Empress up into the air, letting out a joyous honk. Although you’re usually grinning, somehow, the smile seems so much more poignant right now – it’s plastered to your painted face.
After all, you can feel it in your body, something that had been missing this whole time – a sense of strength, of indestructibility; you hadn’t realized how much you’d missed it until just getting it back. And then there are your clubs, hanging at the sides of your big baggy pants as if they were always there…
“Other you, huh? I’M PRETTY MOTHERFUCKIN’ EXCITED TO MEET OTHER ME TOO, IN ACTUAL MOTHERFUCKIN’ REALITY. Haha, I bet they’re just motherfuckin’ like us, though. WE AIN’T EVER CHANGIN’ IT UP ON OUR OWN MOTHERFUCKIN’ SELVES, RIGHT?!”
It’s time for you to go.
Go and have the biggest motherfucking party ever.
honk.
HONK.
i bet da otter me is an even bigga sea bitch for eel i mean if shes been around for a long time or shit she must rule the other world already lmao i wouldnt doubt it anyway LAST ON-E TO SWIM TO DA OTT-ER SID-E IS A WRIGGL-ER
You sneer gleefully before jumping from building to building. You two nearly wreck them as you go, causing mass panic and destruction. Then again--so was everyone else with repressed powers. This was the kind of scene you were looking for! You manage to make it midair, flying around to find your other half. You haven’t felt this excited to meet another person since landing in this shit hole. No one could excite you more than, well, yourself.
In the distance, you spot familiar thick hair and an outfit much like your own. You note the other’s gold accessories and 2x3DENT and that’s when you KNEW what you were into.
You land before her, grinning from ear to ear before you’re stopped by--
The Grand Highblood?
Oh, this could be his alternate self.
look atcha big n shit too n im guessin ur da otter me nice to meetcha meenah
When you introduce yourself, the other you wears a determined look on her face, pointing her own 2X3DENT at you. Well, wasn’t that something. Already on opposing sides? You figured that it would only appeal if you were different generations but never an alternate self. The other you speaks, although softer, almost more gentler thank you.
u and i we r not the same not anymore u must be excited to sea me but i will not let u go and cause more destruction im going to fix all ur mistakes one by one until the deed is over
Deed? Mistakes? Aw shit, this was GLUBBIN )(ORRIBUBBL-E!!! The other you was a W-EAK BITC)(!!!
Words Left Unsaid [closed / event]
She watched the skies, wondering who was up there from her land, how their paths had strayed from her own timeline- another strange universe such as the one Porrim was from, some place more peaceful, less violent? Or perhaps a timeline darker still, where she never strayed from her rightful stewardship in the caves.
A figure she knew came down from the city above, hovering some feet away before coming closer, settling on the bits of rubble. Dolorosa crossed her arms in a clear signal- not interested. The empress in her own city was bad enough, cavorting with his craziness.
“Why are you talking to me? Is that a threat?”, she made a disgusted noise and face, tipping her horns back to make the expression all the more clear. “You don’t scare me.”
Pitiful, almost. Seeing the other this way only made the regret in your heart fill you to the brim. In a brash sign of urgency and truth, you toss your 2x3DENT to the side and take a step closer.
no threat just a warnin im not here to hurt ya just to make shore ur safe im sure g is swimmin around for others in this city to save not shore if im lucky to reach you first but he wouldnt hurt ya either i can explain myself later but plz u aint safe here lets get u somewhere these small pink pests wont get to u
“Candy apples hm? Ya got good taste in snack choices, girly. I’m diggin’ it.”
“Aaaand no. Sorry to disappoint but I ain’t one of yer kind. I mean I’m still pretty cute if ya ask me, but as for what I am, I’m a vampire. Or uh “rainbow drinker”. King ‘of em, actually. But that ain’t too interestin’ to ya huh?”
u kno what a rainbow drinker is but u aint a jade blood either yea ok w/e this city has been poppin all sorta odd things on me cant say im surprised anymore unless ur worlds rainbow drinkers are scary n shit i aint too impressed altho ur also shell yea candy apples shit so tasty
Closed RP: The Condesce and Feferi
“There’s not exactly a point in somefin like that, at least in this place. Glub glub. Besides! I’ve heard you just come back if you die, crazy as all shell.”
Speaking a bit offhandedly, her chin tilted, posture steeling itself into a firm line, smooth motions and a grace that she carried, even in those young years. The bare bones of a smile graced her soon after, carrying away that tired expression with blink. She was no grown troll, far from it, but a particular pride held her grounded to that stubborn expression, and the way she kept talking to the other, like she didn’t want to back away and hide herself.
A hint of jealousy flared in her chest, and really, Feferi couldn’t help but wonder how she might have looked, had she been given the opportunity to grow older. Children were not meant to play the games that they had played, nor were they meant to die in such horrific fashions, victims to a twisted universal intention.
“Uhh, I guess, truce? I mean, it’s not much in this stupid place, but it’s somefin. Neither of us get the culling fork?”
so y botha if im just gonna come back id come for ya and then ud be fried cuttlefish and then when u come back ill just keep makin sure it takes u longer n longer to come back so dont aight ur better off just swimmin da otter way
You nod rather nonchalantly, crossing your arms as the other responds.
yea seems like it no use barkin like a woofbeast when i got not bite (if there was a fish analogy u damn whale kno id use it) u been here long? u probabeely kno this fakey city dontcha
The more intel you had on this city, the easier it would be to cause destruction in it.
S)(-ELL NA)( [closed]
For a moment, the Highblood’s grin faded, and he reached into his right pocket with two massive fingers, grumbling a bit before pulling out…a pair of sticky hands, the elastic kind you’d get as a cheap arcade prize. “The motherfuckers gave me this as a replacement for my motherfuckin’ clubs. Pretty motherfuckin’ steamed for that, but what are you gonna motherfuckin’ do? Besides…” The grin returning to his face, the Makara stuffed the small toys back into his pocket and flexed his fingers a few times.
“….My hands will be enough for motherfuckin’ now.”
HONK.
At her words, he seemed to sink a bit lower, his grin looking somewhat subversive. What on earth was she talking about? Not being on top? Ha!
“You’ve motherfuckin’ got this, sister. It only motherfuckin seems like you ain’t on top right now – you and I both know the wicked motherfuckin’ truth. Soon enough, all the other motherfuckers will, too!” With a chuckle, he began to walk in that slow, heavy gait, grinning back at the Condesce as he moved.
“I believe in a whole lotta motherfuckin’ things. Motherfuckin’ surprise me, sister.”
You observed those sticky hands and let out a brief snicker. Your wooden spoons weren’t nearly as bad but they were both pretty unfitting for individuals like yourselves. A grin forms on your face as you give him a low five, knowing that with his bare hands, G could tear these mutant bloods apart.
whale sit ur big juggalo ass down story time w/ the condescension lmao ayyyy
And so you sit alongside the Makara, explaining your tale from start to end--from Alternia to Earth and all that’s happened since then. The story goes quickly--mainly because you like to miss out a few important details and exaggerate bits here and there. You don’t mention that you married a human because that’d just be weird. Plus, you knew that G might’ve questioned that so you didn’t want to deal with unnecessary stress.
yea thats p much it and now im stuck here instead of bein out there 38( but i guess it aint too bad shell i gotta sea u again didnt realize how long its been until i saw u now u kno
A Kitten’s Lullaby by the Sea [closed / event]
olivescriptures
Before you, she stood tensely, staring at you with mixed exhaustion and immense distrust. She had her strength back but it was still nothing compared to you--no one was. You were the strongest of the castes, the most royal of the hemospectrum. Here though? That didn’t matter. You didn’t want it to matter.
You took a step before her, tossing aside your 2x3DENTS, expression unreadable for the most part. You would sooner die than attack the Disciple. There was much you wanted to tell her, after all.
olive blood disciple leijon right im not here in your world to fight u may not bereef me n i dont blame u but if u stay out here up n round ur gonna get krilled u have to protect urshellf
Words Left Unsaid [closed / event]
shewhotends
You somehow knew this day would come. You watched as people in your city prepared themselves for what would shake the foundation of both worlds. You floated up (or down) into the other Hive City, searching more for your identical counterpart in hopes of stoping her tyrannical regime. After spending so much time in your own Hive City, you knew the error of your ways. You understood the importance of forgiveness, of compassion, of kindness. All the things the Signless once preached that you had come to abhor.
Your quest to find your other half was stopped short when you spotted a familiar figure in jade. Even now, seeing her always put a heavy, regretful feeling in your heart. Floating mid air, you slowly descended down before her, landing lightly on your feet.
dolorosa u betta swim on outta here b4 shit gets dangerous u may get ur powers back but there r some strong glubbas out here both in this world n in da mirror i come from wouldnt want ya to slip n choke up...
Stars Aligned [event / closed]
miraculoussubjugglation
You couldn’t believe your eyes--not even through your glasses, you couldn’t believe the shit you were seeing. You also couldn’t believe the immense rush you were feeling, the rush of your returned powers that meant full strength. Her Imperious Condescension was back baby!
Your fuchsia aura intensified around you, overwhelming all who were in your immediate presence. You found yourself floating above the ground, enveloping in your powers and practically hugging yourself in sheer joy. Oh to be on top again.
You flew through the city, smiling from fin to fin, in search of a tall, purple juggalo. When you spotted the figure, you landed straight into his arms, cupping his face in your hands and laughing wildly before standing right on your feet, the grin refusing to leave.
oh g woulda lookit me back to my good ol shellf da feelin of bein at the top of the sea i cant wait to sea what sorta shit that mirror in da sky has for me what the other me is gonna be like n if seas anyfin like me lmao
You twirl your 2x3DENTS, pressing the cool golden metal against your face.
It was time to wreck shit up alright.
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this event is the shit yo so like this post if you wanna thread with either condy or alt!condy! information can be found here (and autoplay is on there, just as a warning)! i’m gonna cap at 4, including castmates! if you got an idea holla at me ;^*
sail on savage seas [closed]
This was hard on you, way too difficult, much more than you originally thought. Speaking would become difficult, and your show of confidence would falter at the sound of her voice. Despite your efforts, you would shrink back ever so slightly, frowning ever so slightly. It was as if you could feel it in your arms and legs–you were bound, never to be freed.
This freedom you felt, for a little while–was this a cruel joke? But…that was something you were used to. Something that…you had grown used to. The strain put on you, the effort you put into everything, that was something you were used to.
You see, you hated yourself for this, but you were used to being a slave. If you woke up the next day to find yourself there? You wouldn’t bat an eye.
…
You really were just a pathetic lowblood, huh? And she’d called this place fake. Which meant…you never really left the ship in the first place. That somehow, your consciousness had been implanted here post death. So even still…you were not free.
You never would be.
“For something so fake, it seems real enough. A lot of effort was put into this. I can’t say that I enjoy it, however.”
“Sudden change is not good for me. For me to be here is wrong in entirety. While it might be better, I cannot enjoy it. I am not sure I want to be here long enough to get used to it, either, Empress.”
You’re used to this as well, talking with the Empress in such a manner. While you would work on your tasks, she’d speak to you about anything, really. Being able to actually reply, however, was something else. However, you noted her behavior, noticing her discomfort or…well she was not happy at all, to say the least.
“…..”
Her words left you without any to return. Your eyes fell upon the ground as you took those words in, mulling them over as if they were in a different language that was difficult to translate.
“…My people?” Technically, ‘your people’ were dead. A hint of annoyance entered your tone.
“Before meeting you I was still a slave. I rebelled and failed. So you want me to be a failure once more? You want me to watch those I trust die before my eyes again?”
“…If that is what you order, then /fine/. I have no right to refuse you that. Isn’t that what you taught me? Never to disobey you? …Fine.”
Fine, this was all fine. You could be the failure you were again–it wasn’t that hard, considering you still were one. Everyone could die around you in the Vast Glub once again and you still would be fine.
As she turned, you wondered why she’d just leave and then almost flinched at her words. They actually stung your already horribly low self esteem, if there had been any there at all to begin with.
“Are you saying that…I’m useless?”
“…I understand. Useless and a failure, what a pair of things to be.”
“Your command has been processed and accepted, Empress.”
His words were so irritating and while he spoke to you (in that voice, the voice that kept you company for hundreds of sweeps, even long after someone of his caste was supposed to die), you could feel your blood boil through your cold, grey skin at how this conversation wasn’t going to lead to anywhere. The one time you try NOT to think about yourself and something like THIS happens. Of course it would. Does anything ever really go as you want it to anyway?
You let out a brisk sigh, turning to face him again as you crossed your arms and stood more on one foot so your hips lean more towards the side.
o u useless aight and if u dont get outta my face ill rly make u all the more useless u fuckin annoyin piece o shit tryin to piss me off listen for once in ur coddamn short life aint no command aint nofin in this world however reel or unreel it is u done more shit here than i am amirite death here doesnt work how it does in our world at least last i checked when i stabbed a buoy i sea-n da nub horns n i sea-n his lil gf n his lusus swimmin round tryna avoid me from gettin culled if bein part of my ship made u this fuckin weak then im glad u landed in this shithole before i did bc u wouldnt be needed on my ship or anywhere close to me so yea think ur glubbin useless idgaf whale u got ur own lil pity party goin im still gonna do me n find shit to do w/ or w/o u
Your rant lasts longer than you would’ve liked. Longer than you usually are. (Who are you--the Marquise?) You were so mad that if he dares says another stupid thing that you’d kick him in the throat right here and now.
now if ur done bein a supa computer im gonna go wreck some shit the usual way i handle things on my own 38/
event stuff + alternate condescension under the cut! sorry for being away for a whole week, i’ve got to learn how to balance blogs x_x
So regular, ol’ Condy for all you homestucks is a total sea bitch. Makes fish/ocean/sea puns and is absolutely horrible to fellow trolls other than Grand Highblood probably. (Well, even then, their relationship isn’t all sparkles and sunshine either.) She is relentless and thinks only of herself! A true queen, a true evil as fuck queen.
Now for alt!Condy...well.
She’s nothing like her Citta counterpart. After spending so much time in Alt!Citta, Condy has had a change of heart about her conquest for domination and how she has treated her own people. She is benevolent, she is kind, and an utter pacifist. Although she has tried to make this apparent to the trolls in her universe, they probably have yet to accept her or acknowledge her change of ways.
To Citta!Condy, this is infuriating and disgusting and not fit of a FUC)(SIA RUL-ER. She can’t wait to destroy her.
Both Condesces have full strength and their 2x3dents which means they are both forces to be reckoned with. I think Alt!Condy and Citta!Trolls might team up together but this is so ridiculous I swear?! Take down the BATT-ERWITC)(!
[ Bold which of the two traits applies most to your muse! Note that these will not necessarily be opposites! ]
Ambitious // Vindictive
Self-critical // Selfless
Idealistic // Relaxed
Loyal // Innovative
Patient // Neat
Kind // Moody
Fearful // Open
Frugal // Glamorous
Trusting // Confident
Perfectionist // Patriotic
Methodical // Humorous
Maternal/Paternal // Callous
Pick a Fight, Any Fight || CA Closed
imsomothaglubbinfine
Oh boy. It’s one of those.
You sigh and put down the glass you were taking a drink from. Honestly, you come to places like this to unwind – the dark club, with its shady music and trashy alcohol is the perfect place for a girl like you to pull up a seat at the bar, grab a cheap drink, and either ignore or vehemently shoot down anyone who decides that they’re brave enough to approach you.
But when it came to trolls, it was a different story. Especially adult trolls. Not that you’d know – you’ve never actually seen one before coming to this city. The only trolls you ever needed to pay attention to were the children who were playing the game you had a role in.
Now, though, you’ve met that garbage martyr – the Signless was his name, you think? Ugh, titles, titles. You carry one yourself, so you know what it’s like. Such a drag. If all adult trolls were like him…oh, god, how was this even gonna go? Well, you’d decide that yourself.
“Your style is trash, I hope you know. Far too blatant. What are you trying to tell people, ‘I’m a walking target, mug me?’ And aren’t you at least a little embarrassed to wear lipstick that color?”
Honestly. Was she some sort of wanna-be empress of garbage?
You sigh the LONG-EST SIG)( of your life. Honestly, how the fuck did you end up in a run down janky ass bar that smelled like a mixture of sopor, hoofbeast sweat, and dying cuttlefish? It was as though there was no way for you to get out of this hell that was called Hive City so you would just end up from place to place, trying to pass the time. As boring as it was, you sort of wish that you were back on your ship all by your lonesome. That was 100 TIM-ES B-ETT-ER than being here.
On top of all that, a woman clad in black and green wanted to start something (here! In the bar of all GLUBBIN PLAC-ES! Why were there these trashy ass people in this city? Do the scientists not love themselves? As if you knew anything about that).
ppl can fuckin try but if they lay a claw on me i get to cut it off n add it to my cake batter how i dress is non of ya CODDAMN FIS)(N-ESS AND IF UR GONNA B-E YAPPIN ABOUT MY GLUBBIN OUTFIT T)(-E V-ERY L-EAST U CAN DO IS LOOK IN T)(-E FUCKIN MIRROR (smfh cod glubbin bitches tryin to up me) (im a fuckin queen A FUCKIN BATT-ERWITC)( tf i care abt what haters say she got me fucked up if she finna try me) lookin like a magic 8 ball u ever seen those things the humans play w/ like p sure lord english would get a fuckin )(ARDY LAUG)( OUTTA IT guess he would getta laugh outta u too 38/ listen ho i dont even kno W)(Y i walked in here or W)(O U MOT)(AGLUBBIN AR-E keep drinkin that nasty shit aight coddamn makin my fuchsia blood boil in my skin n right outta my thinkpan
imsomothaglubbinfine
She was one of the last things she remembered. Before she-
She grit her teeth. Her hands felt devastatingly empty despite the useless wooden ax that would no doubt break upon impact with the older troll. Without the familiar vibration of her chainsaw, she could only stand her ground and bare her fangs.
Oh cod it was one of the other annoying troll kids from before. You didn’t have time for this, not when you were going to find a salon here that could deal with your hair! Not that anyone could. It’s just too big and probably full of secrets.
Instead, you watch, partially with amusement and partially because you kind of wanted a confrontation. It had been a while since you arrived but your skin was already itching for some violence.
listen lil grubber whatever hoofbeef u got w/ me has to wait gurl hasnt gotten her do done in weeks n im gettin crabby not keepin my appearance up big gurl things u kno mayb u do at least ur fashion sense was better than the dolorosa (damn jade blood couldnt dress for S)(IT)) anyway step aside otterwise i cant get to where i need to go
