[Noble Fathers Have Noble Sons]-Tazim and Malik Al-Sayf
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[Noble Fathers Have Noble Sons]-Tazim and Malik Al-Sayf
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Happy Holidays, kids! Have some Holiday!Tazim and his obnoxious light up sweater. One of my best friends picked it out, actually lol
I’ll be done with school soon so I can go back to answering asks. This is the first GIF I’ve ever made.
[BAHAHAHAHA Early Happy Holidays XD]
masyafs-stray started following you
“Th-Then what happened…?” Tazim asked, swallowing. He found himself unable to look away, hardly able to blink, frozen with anticipation as the story built more and more.
“I continued on..” a smile threatened. The display before him was brilliant.
“I continued on when..I heard a particular noise..the snap of wood, the creak of the trees. A wind had picked up, fluttering and dragging crippled leaves in its wake. It was unnerving to say the least, but many things are unnerving. Are they not? The darkness in the room..
Then I heard it, the first crack, a branch snapping off from its tree and crumbling to the ground, loud, even when the winds picked up my tunic, exposing my stomach. I fought with it, keeping my clothes down and keeping the gathered leaves from darting into my eyes.”
“A-And…?” the older boy’s voice cracked. His imagination was starting to get away from him.
“Utter chaos, struggling against violent winds, I found shelter in a small cave. Unnerved I stood, disgruntled and shivering, even though the mouth provided me heat. The winds whistled, a shrill ring, echoing inside the domain.
My heart thumped erratically against my chest as I settled on a flat rock, offering some sort of comfort, when it hit me. Never have I even seen this cave, unless it was a wolves’ den. Frightened with the thought, I drew my movements to minimum, unaware if a pack stood at the very end where the darkness resided.
For long moment, I sat, stiff, the wind kept at it, but I stared into the darkness. I probably should not have. But just sitting there, I felt I needed to. I was a defenseless against these beasts.”
"Were th-there wolves?" Tazim had never seen a wolf in his life so he imagined great, furred beasts with dripping, gaping maws who were constantly ravenous for flesh. He stiffened as he sat there, holding his knees tightly before he jumped, thinking he saw something in the dark, but it was nothing, just his overactive imagination.
/stretches and walks around, kicking up dirt here and there/
Reblog if it is okay if your muse is hurt, severely injured, tortured or killed in RPs.
masyafs-stray started following you
Tazim swallowed and stared, eyes wide as he listened. He held his knees, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He was half tempted to grab a blanket to ward off any monster, ghost, or demon that may be coming up behind him but he found himself frozen.
Leaning forward, the light of the candle glistened the hue of his eyes.
“I was tempted to return, but I seemed to lack the common sense I most were gifted with because I continued. Even after the owl’s warning returned to my mind, I trekked, deeper and deeper in the path I went until even my surrounds seems foreign to me.
Had I taken a wrong turn? But no, it was a straight path, a path I have walked by many times before, how could have it have led me into an area I have never even been before…This, this was all wrong! Where was the trees? The small stream of water running to the side of me. It was just filled with dark and dense trees. Darkness ahead of me and nothing else. It was as if the trees grew thicker overnight, at impossible speeds, all at once. A cold breezed passed, picking up stray leaves and the path seemed to stretch, something awaited ahead of it and my feet took me there.”
“Th-Then what happened…?” Tazim asked, swallowing. He found himself unable to look away, hardly able to blink, frozen with anticipation as the story built more and more.
“I continued on..” a smile threatened. The display before him was brilliant.
“I continued on when..I heard a particular noise..the snap of wood, the creak of the trees. A wind had picked up, fluttering and dragging crippled leaves in its wake. It was unnerving to say the least, but many things are unnerving. Are they not? The darkness in the room..
Then I heard it, the first crack, a branch snapping off from its tree and crumbling to the ground, loud, even when the winds picked up my tunic, exposing my stomach. I fought with it, keeping my clothes down and keeping the gathered leaves from darting into my eyes.”
"A-And...?" the older boy's voice cracked. His imagination was starting to get away from him.
(there’s assassins here from my time period/family/order eeeeeeee ;u; )
(we were always there you just didn’t see us bc we are assassins and you’re a novice)
(foawjefoawjeofiajwoeija I sure am a Novice. Youwannasaythattomyfaceoldman?)
( i’d gladly say it to your face but unfortunately you decided hiding from me all the time, how brave )
(Well I'm here now. You wanna go?!)
(there’s assassins here from my time period/family/order eeeeeeee ;u; )
(we were always there you just didn’t see us bc we are assassins and you’re a novice)
(foawjefoawjeofiajwoeija I sure am a Novice. Youwannasaythattomyfaceoldman?)
(there's assassins here from my time period/family/order eeeeeeee ;u; )
(Sorry for the bit of inactivity: )
I'm dealing with a local art thief who's stealing and claiming my work to be her own and is also stealing my art/characters/species that I've spent years developing on art websites and using them to RP while claiming them as her own there as well. It's not inhibiting my internet use but my internet usage has been limited to me hunting her down on every art website I can find her on and reporting her/having the work removed. It's just taking a lot of time.
masyafs-stray started following you
Tazim swallowed and stared, eyes wide as he listened. He held his knees, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He was half tempted to grab a blanket to ward off any monster, ghost, or demon that may be coming up behind him but he found himself frozen.
Leaning forward, the light of the candle glistened the hue of his eyes.
“I was tempted to return, but I seemed to lack the common sense I most were gifted with because I continued. Even after the owl’s warning returned to my mind, I trekked, deeper and deeper in the path I went until even my surrounds seems foreign to me.
Had I taken a wrong turn? But no, it was a straight path, a path I have walked by many times before, how could have it have led me into an area I have never even been before…This, this was all wrong! Where was the trees? The small stream of water running to the side of me. It was just filled with dark and dense trees. Darkness ahead of me and nothing else. It was as if the trees grew thicker overnight, at impossible speeds, all at once. A cold breezed passed, picking up stray leaves and the path seemed to stretch, something awaited ahead of it and my feet took me there.”
"Th-Then what happened...?" Tazim asked, swallowing. He found himself unable to look away, hardly able to blink, frozen with anticipation as the story built more and more.
(Quickie Skeleton!Tazim for Halloween )
[AC1] Hey, Altair? by ~lcl920
What the fuck are you doing.
masyafs-stray started following you
“I moved along, passing homes and shops, in conscious thought. I did not have to worry about running into others because I was not paying attention to what was before me, because everyone else around me was on the other side of the gateway I could not cross.” Leaning against the table, he continued, with a soft sigh.
“I made it across a little slope. The foliage began to approach me, trees hovered over me, the light from the night sky winking in between the leaves like thin strips of paper. It was a gentle night too. That is until..until I approached the domain of an owl. We locked and it seemed to still for a moment, what felt a long time for myself. Then it hooted, slowly back tracking, one step before the other, melting into the thick veil of the hole, its eyes, two golden rings in the dark mist, watching before they vanished too.”
He was transfixed, hanging on every word that came from Sef’s lips. He felt his heartrate starting to increase, wondering what was around that next terrifying corner of the story.
“I stayed for a moment, what seemed like hours until I turned from it, heading down the stretched road. Perhaps I should consider my bed, maybe this was sleep’s slender finger beckoning me.
Coincidence? unnerving circumstances that happened. So what if we shared a look?…If it veiled itself into the shadows? Like it knew something I did not. Like it sensed something I did not.
Shrugging it off, I did not continue on it until I felt first breath. My mind froze, my body ridged, my heart dropped into a pit.. Bumps rose along my arms, an instinctive fist flew haphazardly as I whirled around to find nothing, but a stretching landscape, extending like an never ending corridor. Dark, lean bark framing the long pale road and myself, smacked in the middle.
‘Who is there!’ is what I wanted to shout, but the owl returned to my mind, vivid hues stalking back into its dark burrow and overwhelming sense of vulnerability surfaced. I still feel the ghost of heat clinging to neck, along with the unsteady strum of my heart.”
Tazim swallowed and stared, eyes wide as he listened. He held his knees, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He was half tempted to grab a blanket to ward off any monster, ghost, or demon that may be coming up behind him but he found himself frozen.
Malik’s Stump: World’s First Disco Ball Kid Tested : Altair Approved
kingshonour liked your post: No one can see me move..in the darkness.
Apparently you can see me move in the darkness.
This is not good.
…was I not supposed to…?
/claps his hands over his own eyes/
Seeeeeeeeeeeef! Where did you go! I can’t see you!
I can’t see you either!
*closes his eyes and pats his face around
Who are you? Why do you feel like this?
‘Cause I’m holding my hands to my face…! I’m Tazim, remembeeeeer?
Tazim? I do not recall a Tazim!
*He continued to pat about, movements almost sluggish
But...But you are my best friend, Sef! Oh no! Have you become a ghost?
kingshonour liked your post: No one can see me move..in the darkness.
Apparently you can see me move in the darkness.
This is not good.
…was I not supposed to…?
/claps his hands over his own eyes/
Seeeeeeeeeeeef! Where did you go! I can’t see you!
I can’t see you either!
*closes his eyes and pats his face around
Who are you? Why do you feel like this?
'Cause I'm holding my hands to my face...! I'm Tazim, remembeeeeer?