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☀ Indie Siralos Roleplay Blog ☀ ☀ Mutuals Only ☀

[invictusol-blog]

out. i kinda wanna come back here but like???

[imperialpitchdevil]

Something about the atmosphere seemed strange today… what was normally the Pitch World’s dark, cold temperature suddenly felt more humid and warm. While trying to figure out just what the hell was going on, he hadn’t taken notice to the god approaching, and soon felt something hit against his back. At first, he readied the heel of his boot, maybe step on their foot in return for the sudden contact.

That was, until he noticed just who ran into him. “Oh, Siralos~! So nice of ya to visit. You er… y’look different, did you get a haircut?” Satanick no, that’s clearly not it. “Satanick is me~! How’s it goin?”

[invictusol-blog]

{ ❇ } — He managed a small laugh before clearing his throat and presenting the other with a small smile. “No.. No I didn’t get a haircut. I’ve seem to have misplaced my glasses and I’ve been stumbling around blindly hoping to try and find them... somehow.” Even with his bad eyesight, he still hoped that the bright red frames would stick out like blurry, sore thumbs.  

{ ❇ } — “Do you think perhaps you could help me find them? Unless you’re busy of course...” Siralos really doubted that the other was very busy considering he’d never actually heard of him doing any work before. But who knew, he could have be in the middle of doing something right before Siralos interrupted him.

[invictusol-blog]

imperialpitchdevil​;;

{ ❇ } — The god carefully hugged the walls as a way to lead himself around. He’d lost his glasses not too long ago and without them had been as blind as a bat. As he continued on carefully, he bumped into something causing his squinted eyes to go wide for a brief moment. Taking a step back, he narrowed his eyes even more as he tried to make out the figure in front of him. When he saw some rather all-too familiar curvy horns, he felt a bit of relief.

{ ❇ } —“Ah, Satanick? Is that you?”

[hydrangeamaiden]

☼

[imperialpitchdevil]

☤

"See, this is what happens when someone doesn’t heed my warnings… the Pitch World’s kinda experiencing a shit ton of ice, I tried to tell ya! But nooo, you said you’d be fine. Look where that went~." How Siralos slipped is beyond him. Gently cleaning around the cut with a damp rag, he dried it carefully and placed a small bandage over it. He’s not mad at the sun god, no, Satanick’s just a little confused on how he could’ve slipped so easily.

[invictusol-blog]

{ ❇ } — "Yes, yes, I know... And I've noticed the ice, thank you..." He muttered, adjusting his glasses and standing up, being mindful of his cut. "What an idiot..." He sighed under his breath, keeping his eyes on the bandage. Of course, this was avoidable but being the stubborn guy he is it really should have been expected. Being the god of the Flame World, he had very limited contact with ice and obviously wasn't very used to it either which is why he ended up slipping.

[invictusol-blog]

"Lord Siralos?"

{ ❇ } — “Hmm? Yes, what is it?”

[autre-naufrage]

gotta kiss myself i’m so pretty

[imperialpitchdevil]

He put them on, and-… “Shit, where’d ya go?! I, uh… oh. There you are~. That’s embarrassing… Yeah, I think these look much better on you.”

[invictusol-blog]

{ ❇ } — He sloooowly lifts his glasses off of the others face. "Maybe you should't wear them... They can ruin your eyes if you keep them on too long. And trust me, you don't want glasses they can be a pain sometimes..."

[imperialpitchdevil]

"Y’really think I’d do that to ya~? It’s only five minutes! There won’t even be a single smudge on them, promise."

[invictusol-blog]

{ ❇ } — "No, I was just saying... Ah, alright, be careful. That's my only pair now since I broke my spare.."

[bubblechimera]

Your muse gives mine a nickname. What is it?

[invictusol-blog]

imperialpitchdevil replied to your post:{ ❇ } — “I need those to see though…”

"What if I wore them now instead, for like five minutes~? I swear I’ll give them back!"

{ ❇ } — "Hmm... I don't know, I guess it could be fine, just, please don't break them or lose them..."

[invictusol-blog]

{ ❇ } — "I need those to see though..."

[oldgodwholikessmoking-deactivat]

"I’m sure you’re an expert in shoving things up ass." 

[invictusol-blog]

{ ❇ } — "I'm gonna fuckin' kill you, Fumus."

[invictusol-blog]

oldgodwholikessmoking replied to your post “SIRALOS IS SUPER GAY”

"Relax Sunny D, we're all accepting of who you are."

{ ❇ } —  "Riiiiiiiiiiight up your ass, Foomy."

[invictusol-blog]

SIRALOS IS SUPER GAY

{ ❇ } — “This star’s goin’ right up your ass, Foomy.”

[imperialpitchdevil]

"Yeah… he’s such a butt, one of these days I’ll get him to pull that stick out of his ass. No need to apologize, though! I should drop by more often, I visit to kick the local trash bin around for a bit, but the thought of givin’ ya a visit too gets lost in my mind when I’m busy, it’s my fault~." That’ll have to be a new resolution, make sure to visit Siralos more often. He’s so nice to hang out with, and doesn’t start scolding Satanick for small mishaps like Fumus did. He did tease Fumus’s angels every now and then, it was actually fun. "Eh, could be better. I only like it calm when I’m tryin’ t’sleep, otherwise calm is just too mellow for me~! You should join us the next time we go kick the trash, it’s fun."

[invictusol-blog]

{ ❇ } — He chuckled, clasping his hands behind his back. "Ah, well, I wish you luck and look forward to that day. And oh no, I'm not usually around as often. Normally cooped up inside with work Igls has for me. Not very fun, I assure you..." His voice trailed off as he got lost in his thoughts of the work he'd left on his desk this morning. He'd have to get to that... eventually, of course. It's no good to rush things, you know? At least, that was Siralos' excuse for not doing what he was supposed to. "Mmm, I rather like the calm once in awhile. It's nice and refreshing, I suppose. But I think I've my fair share of kicking the trash bin, though it would be nice to do it again... Hm, I might take you up on that offer sometime soon."

[oldgodwholikessmoking-deactivat]

closed rp

[invictusol-blog]

oldgodwholikessmoking:

A curious eye was raised at the other god for his interest in Satanick. “Why would you want to see him again?” Fumus couldn’t understand why anyone would want to spend time with such an annoying and corrupted person. If Fumus had to hear one more inappropriate joke from Satanick there wouldn’t be a power in the universe to contain his rage. 

"That dude’s an asshole and I’d be happy to never see him again." Was Silaros really so desperate for interaction for a Devil that he’d seek out Satanick? He would literally be looking for trouble. "Maybe we should trade devils then?" He joked, but his tone and expression where unchanged. He remianed as stoic as ever. 

{ ❇ } — "Hmm?" Siralos was a bit caught off guard by the others question, unaware he had heard what the sun god had muttered to himself. It can be said that Siralos was never one to lie. "Why? Well, I just think he's.. Hm, well to be frank, I think he's a very charming devil. Unlike the one I have to put up with..." He shook his head at the thought of Ivlis again. What a sad excuse for a devil.

{ ❇ } — "Mm, maybe he is to you but he's no asshole to me. Maybe it's how you act towards him or something of the sort. I'm not too sure, but perhaps you could talk to him about it. Your decision, I suppose." Siralos shrugged, he never really saw a problem with Satanick before and wasn't going to let Fumus fog his view of how he saw the devil. It's never fair or just to make an opinion on someone from someone else's judgement, and besides Siralos believed he knew Satanick well enough as is. "Ah, how I wish it were that simple, Fumus. I think I could give up Ivlis in a heartbeat if I could, but I'm afraid we're stuck with the devils we have."