The forecast calls for Raiyn

Nice to meet ya! The name's Raiyn. M!A: None Current Relations: (AU1) In an open relationship with Once (insideler). (AU2) So single it hurts. WILL CONTAIN NSFW #itsraiyningoutside

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((Hey it's me Zel mod, sorry I'm on anon, you can just send me an ask as a reply, but is everything ok with Raiyn? You posted about starting her over?

((Eh, I’ve been thinking about it, but I dunno. She’s pretty much just dragged down to a stop by now, there’s never anyone to rp with or anything to do with her. I don’t really wanna delete her, nor do I wanna start over because she’s already had defined relationships with people, but I dunno. I’m thinking about it))

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"Raiyn..Hey, Raiyn, are you around?"

"Indeed I am."

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((Tempted to start Raiyn over

((It's not like I use her much anymore))

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soulless-musician-painted-indigo replied to your post: ((welp, there go all my plans))

?? Whats wrong?

((I was gonna do a thing with a person in relation to previous events but the person no longer is available to do the thing and I did not think to think of a back-up plan))

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((welp, there go all my plans))

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She missed her train.

She missed one of her best friend’s wedding.

Raiyn stood outside, furiously rubbing at her puffy, red face with her drenched sleeve. It was pouring, the rain coming down in sheets. Shivering, she huddles on the street corner, suitcase (the security guard had helped her look for it) clutched above her head. Out of all the people, how could /she/ have forgotten an umbrella?

How could she have be so dense? She’s spent years building up her defenses, planning her escape had he ever come around again, and for what? For her to break down in a train station?

Futhermore, why was Donny around? Why was he at this train station in this town?

The thought terrified her.

Sniffling quietly, she waits for her cab to come.

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It was him.

A different hairstyle, a different age, but there was no mistaking it. It was him. She could tell the moment their eyes met. He had said her name.

Everything comes back to her with glaring intensity, her expression one of terror. Her pupils were pinpricks, and she scrambles backwards across the hard platform flooring.

"No, no!" She shrieks, unaware of everyone crowding on the platform. Heads turn. People stare.

Donny's shocked expression turns panicked as he advances towards her. "People are looking." He hisses. "Stop this."

Nothing registers with her. She's only aware of the frantic pounding of her heart, a bird beating itself against the cage of her ribs. Images of bloodied knuckles and bruised flesh flash across her mind. Tears spark in her eyes and in no time at all are running down her cheeks.

He reaches for her. She screams.

Soon enough security comes over, two men in black uniforms. One grabs Donny by the arms and hauls him away, though he's protesting that he didn't do anything whatsoever. Raiyn's sobbing hysterically, curled in on herself on the platform. Her suitcase has been kicked away by pedestrians, and is nowhere to be seen.

"Ma'am? Ma'am, come on up off the floor, please." A woman from the security staff sets her hand on her elbow and she jerks it away, inhaling a shuddering, shaking breath that made her lungs ache. A few seconds later, staring up at the security guard through watery vision, she realizes nothing's happened other than making a complete fool of herself.

She wasn't in danger.

She wasn't hurt.

She was a lunatic.

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The day of Layla’s wedding.

The week had passed, she’d gotten all of her things packed and ready to go, and here she was at the train station. She was in for a day of over-used vows and half-melted cake.

Joy.

Finally. It'd been hell trying to get here on time, and even still, she was running a bit later than she should be.

Almost to the platform.

Nearly there.

She'd get on her train, stow away her suitcase, and off she'd go.

SMASH!

She collides into someone else, not seeing them cut out in front her as she was barreling towards her destination. The suitcase sails from her hand, clattering against the floor and sliding away from her reach. The force of how hard they'd smacked into each other throws her backwards and onto the ground, and she groans as a dull ache spreads through her body.

The second she lifts her head and her eyes connect with the other individual, her blood turns to ice.

"…Raiyn?"

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Everywhere I look Im being replaced.

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((Untrue. I feel the same, well, a lot, but I brush it off as most people being busy. Finals are coming up for a lot of people, a lot of end of the year stuff, and lots of people are getting ready for summer. I'm sure once summer hits and you and others have a lot more free time, your blog will pick up speed again. You are both needed and wanted, even if many people may not be around to show that right now.))

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The week before she was due to attend Layla's wedding was full of phone calls and chain e-mails, discussing flowers, colors, sweets and treats galore. Thankfully, because of Layla's book writing success, Raiyn didn't have to pay for much herself. She really needed a job. Well, it could wait.

They got married a bit fast, didn't they? Sure, it's been a few years… And who was she to judge? She'd never even been able to pin down a relationship with any one person, added to the fact that her last and only relationship went down in flames. Sighing, she snaps her suitcase closed. Raiyn didn't want to be packing the day she was supposed to depart. At least she didn't have to cart around a dress (that she really didn't want to wear) with her everywhere she went. 

Well. Here goes.

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The forecast calls for Raiyn turned 1 today!

"Sweet, a free cupcake!"

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Can I ask for a Fight Me drabble, but between War and Death? :DD (It's Raiyn's mod, hello)

Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.

Set in a distant future where Raiyn is dead and the Apocalypse has started. Note at this point that War has gotten upgrades and changed himself to be more machine than man. SO YEAH CYBORG SHIT I GUESS.

THIS IS WHY I CANT HAVE NICE THINGS.

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((war you are totally gonna regret that))

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To all the people who don't like OCs

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((So I drew a few mermaids/mermen, because why not? However, on the new laptop I can't download Gimp, so I couldn't finish any of the other ones I wanted to do. Under the readmore in case people get offended by boobs.))

((I had a few more of her friends I wanted to include, but I couldn't finish them in time before I got the new laptop and I've been putting off uploading these for too long.))