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[darkerfalls]

ooc; inactivity

[kickax]

     Hey guys!       I want to apologize for my lack of posting as of late      and let you guys know that I’m still alive, but chances      are that you won’t see too much here for a couple      days. I’ve got some IRL stuff going on right now,      mainly centering around starting college next week.      (On the 22nd, same day the new GF episode comes      out. Talk about a cruel world!)      Anyway, I don’t want to officially declare a hiatus or      anything, because I really don’t think there will be      one. It’ll mainly depend on my energy and lately it      hasn’t been so good. I may post but it’ll be sparingly.      I’ll let you guys know as soon as things cool off- -      hopefully it won’t be more than a week or so!      Love you guys!!!

[sunsuma]

Giggle

[kisskicker]

I have been wanting to revisit the Evil Prince Gumball universe for a long time, and I finally did! I don’t think that Gumball’s threats are going over well, but Marshall Lee seems cool about it. They have a weird relationship.

Prints will be on sale at Yaoicon! It’s … pretty much the only thing I have for sale.

[heroiques-archive]

pausing in memes to do a thing for kickax cause she’s not been having a great day and stuff

[marcelinx-deactivated20141105]

                  " That is bonkers. You just told me                      the story of how I got my bass, you                      just switched ‘dad’ with ‘mom’! Hand                      it over now. ”

[kickax]

                             "H ey,                                   back off, dollface!                                                                      It was funny at first but now                                   you're   really   pushing   it.                             You even     BREATHE ON    my ax                              and you're  double-dead,  capiche?"   To make his point clear he swung the guitar over his    shoulder to lay flat against his back, the strap around   his arm and neck keeping it firmly in place.

[kickax]

agiftedglider replied to your post:

"Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat my child." B)

                                  "F ine.                                             I'll start with YOU."

[kickax]

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[kickax]

Um, Vlad is a vampire.

                                     ”V lad?                                          Who the - -                               Oh, wait, you mean that weird kid?                               Nah,  baby,  you’re off your rocker!                                                       I’ve been all over Aaa and beyond and I’ve                        never   smelled  a  vamp   like  that  before.                        So I think I’d know.                                 …                                Though…                                Now that you MENTION it…                                Something about him is totally off.                                                               And totally familiar.                                                                                    …Hm.”

[opalluchus]

          {✞}— “Vampire?…” This word did not sound familiar to him in the least, but he got the gist that Marshall was speaking of some sort of…creature? Perhaps an animal or maybe even a spirit of some kind.

     ”No. I apology.” He says softly as he stares up at the other with soft blood hued optics. “If dead then… is angel?”

[kickax]

                                  "H A HA!          Angel!"   Imagine - - an angel.  That  really  could not  have  been  much    further from the truth. The tips of cracked lips twitched, forming   a small, inquisitive smirk, and silently the shadow-less creature   landed on the ground in a crouch before the child. Marshall did   not  often spend  time  among  the young  and,  really, were he    not  intrigued by  the  very  presence of  this  small  human,  he    would  have long  shrugged the kid off.  But he was  curious by   the boy, and only cocked his  head to the  opposite side before   speaking up,  folding his arms and resting elbows on his knees.                         "Demon.                                         Do you know what THAT is?                                                               Now, I've got a question for                               you, squirt.   Where're your                              parents at?"

[kickax]

                      "S o I'm digging through some shit                                 mom gave  me  a  while  back I                                 never bothered to look through,                                 like, decades ago, right?                     So there's this  PICTURE  of me  from like,  a few                     weeks before I was  bitten,  it's probably  like the                     last time I was ever able to be caught on film and - -                       WHY didn't anyone TELL me I look like such a                                            fricking   N E R D  ?!                                                                                Oh, glob,                                                           PLEASE tell me I don't                                                                   still look like this!!!"

[piningsister-blog]

                        ❝ Autograph ? Why would I want that ? ❞

           She isn’t fond of the brief name of  doll,  though            doesn’t bother  voicing her concerns  about such            a  silly  thing.  She  stands close to the trunk of a            tree,    &  casts  her  gaze upon the strange land            about her. Dipper is nowhere in sight, and that is            a reason to worry. 

                    …just not at the current moment.

                             She glances upward at him,  the  stranger  bold                              enough to approach her. No celebrity that she’s                              ever seen, & her gaze might pass right over him                              if the glimmering  fangs  hadn’t caught her eye,                              the shining eyes and the levitation.  A demon ?                               Her own shining stare, electric & threatening as                              always, narrows as she looks carefully over him.  

                      ❝ What’s shady is you bothering a                            little  lady  like  me  at this  hour.                                Who are you, exactly ? ❞

[kickax]

  Feisty  girl.  There's  something  about  her  that  piques  his    interest, something in that cold  gaze of hers that makes him   almost hesitate. He's not scared, because he's never scared,   especially of  a creature so small  and delicate as a human -   but he is curious,  and she reeks so strongly of  trouble  that   he feels as though  he'd be a FOOL for  overlooking her, tiny   as she is.  The half-demon  knows she has  to have tricks up   her  sleeve and  he's  giddy to  find out  what  they are.  He's    determined,  really. He  can  only  hope it's  worth  the  effort.   A swift flip and  the  fanged creature  silently lands  crouched    on the grass before her, positioned in the way an adult might   get  down to  speak to  a child,  arms draped  over his  knees    and  head cocked  to one side.  The way he  speaks to her is   equally as patronizing, slow, a bit of a coo;  but his eyes glint   a  little too  wickedly,  and it  would be  quite apparent  to just   about anybody that he is,  in fact,  pushing  nerves purposely.                "M mm,                     but I'm expected to be shady, sweetheart!                     Little girl like you?    You really have to try.

                Name's   MARSHALL LEE ,                                vampire king,                                heir to the nightosphere,                                radical rock-star.                       Really, I think the better question here is,                                                             who are Y O U ?"

[opalluchus]

          {✞}—”Mort?”  So, he was a ghost then? He could see spirits?… But then again that did not seem too far fetch, seeing as how he met the messiah just yesterday and more or less had been adopted by him. Speaking of which, he hoped the savior would not be upset with him for wandering out alone.

               ”How did die…?”

[kickax]

                                       "U h..                                             It's a long story."   And not typically one strangers were exceedingly interested in.   What a strange child  -  and almost,  dare he say,  familiar, but   not  enough to  draw up  any names.  Funny.  The half-demon   didn't often falsely  remember anything,  let alone anyone.  He   had  to  assume it  was the  human  factor  that  threw  him off.    After all,  human company  was quite rare  in the  land  of Aaa.      Either way didn't really matter, he supposed.  Marshall always   was  one to enjoy  talking about himself.  He tilted  his head to   point at  the fang marks  along his neck,  eternally red against   pale flesh.                              "The gist?                                      Bitten by a vampire.                                      Know what  that is?"

[kickax]

You're a king, and you have no idea what courting is? WOW.

                              “H ey! I’ve got SOME idea!                                                                     It’s like, dating shit, right?                                         Something like that?  For                                         royal  chumps  and junk?                            I’m a cool king! I don’t have a bunch                            of dumb laws or rules or customs or

                                       …                                                      a kingdom…                                                     or castle…                                                     or… crown..                                                  ..or subjects…                                                              … hm.”

[kickax]

Has already courted you yet?

                              "Y ou talkin' about... Bubba?                                  Why would he court me?"

[kickax]

Would you ever go to Tier 15 with Bubba?

                           ”W hy? Did he mention that he wanted to?                                 I feel like I’ve answered this several                                 times  in  the past.   Probs  ’cause  I                                 have.                        Y’all need lives.                             Pre-etty sure my answer hasn’t changed -                                        answer being, yea, sure.”

[sciencexcandy]

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[kickax]

                                       "H ey, baby!                                             What's shakin'?"   Smelled just like Bubba. Weird.

[kickax]

ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀs﹣₂₀₀₉

[whatevers-2009-blog]

“‘Rocking the bed?’,” LSP repeated in disgust. She may have made immature statements like that from time to time, but those were only to her friends and she didn’t even have half a clue who this guy was. Who the lump does he think he is?

"That’s lumping nasty! You’re lumping nasty! And even if you were ten leagues above me, I think that totes ew-y comment you made just now dropped ya to the bottom…whoever you are.”

[kickax]

                               "H ey, don't be such a  prude,  doll!                                  It was only a question! Lighten up!"   He cackled and reached out to pinch her cheek before   drifting  backwards,  sliding the  guitar  off his shoulder   and  into a proper  playing position.  He kicked one leg   over the other to lounge midair, plucking the ax strings   softly, and then spoke  up again only  after he'd gotten   a steady  little  tune going  -  mellow  and  pleasant, as    was the new little smile that graced his lips.      [ there was a bit of a lingering smirk, however,          a warning that mischief was far from over. ]                                     "So sure you've got me pegged.                                      Oh, you're halfway there, babe!                                               I AM wicked nasty!"   The vampire gained a mildly singsong tone, floating   about in a lazy circle.

                               ♪  name's    Marshall Lee    and                                        baby, you see I guarantee                              I'll be the baddest boy you ever meet                                      man and beast, deceased,                           drinking red, you're dead if you cross me                                   that's      K  I  N  G      to you                               and your ignorance exhausts me!  ♪