CHERRY BOMB !

𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑶 , 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 - 𝑰𝑴 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹   𝑾𝑰𝑳𝑫 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳 !

[lethalpride]

            i said im going on hiatus but ill probably be back here way before my other blogs

[iracor-deactivated20260416]

            HIATUS NOTICE  !!    there is a lot going on for me irl that’s been keeping me from writing,  but more recently there have been some personal issues that have come up and while i try to work through it im going to be stepping away from rp for a couple weeks,  just to see how i feel later.  it’s very difficult for me to think about writing right now,  and i just need a little time.

[lethalpride]

           JUST WANTED TO DROP IN AND APOLOGIZE FOR THE INACTIVITY  !  i’ve been working  constantly  lately so i haven’t had much energy to sit down and write,  along with some other irl things that have been keeping my attention away,  but i have tuesday and wednesday off so i will try to use at least one of those days to catch up  !

[lethalpride]

            SHE  MOVES  QUIETLY  OUT  THE  DOOR  OF  HER  HOTEL  ROOM,  CAREFUL  NOT  TO  WAKE  THE  OTHERS  SHE  PASSED  THEIR  ROOMS,    as  if  they  could  hear  her,  more  out  of  instinct  than  anything  else.  she  was  a  runaway,  they  all  knew,  and  was  prone  to  disappearing  randomly  into  the  night,  the  first  time  they  must  have  thought  she  was  abandoning  their  mission,  but  she’d  always  returned  in  time  for  checkout.  she  was  a  restless  soul,  she  couldn’t  bear  to  stay  in  one  place  for  long,  and  when  her  thoughts  kept  her  awake,  she  wandered.

            she  stops  just  outside  the  hotel’s  back  entrance,  jumping  slightly  in  surprise  to  see  jotaro  there.  she  was  still  unsure  of  how  to  approach  him,  the  others  had  been  easy  enough  to  bond  with,  but  he  was  near  impossible  to  read,  still  she  changes  course,  moving  to  lean  against  the  wall  nearest  to  him    ❝    it’s  pretty  late,  ‘thought  you’d  be  dead  asleep  by  now    ❞    an  awkward  attempt  at  conversation,  but  nevertheless  she  persists    ❝    d’you  have  a  smoke  i  can  borrow  ?  i  lost  mine  on  the  ship    ❞

@sparsiled​    /    sc

[musingsandmemes]

Send me ℧ for me to generate a scenario for our muses

Using THIS generator. .

[lethalpride]

            i fully intended to write this weekend,  but some ooc things came up and i wasn’t able to get anything done,  i’m going to try my best either tomorrow or tuesday  !

[lethalpride]

            STARTER CALL  !    lengths will vary.

[lethalpride]

            STARTER CALL  !    lengths will vary.

[hierophntt-deactivated20200417]

DO YOU LIKE BOYS WHO ARE GAMERS AND IS SWEET , BUT VIOLENT ? WELL , DO I HAVE A BLOG FOR YOU !

low activity / hc based kakyoin of jjba penned by esti tracking: #hierophntt

[lethalpride]

LEON KENNEDY .

❝      yeah,  well       —       it'd  go  a  hell  of  a  lot  faster  even  if  you  only  gave  me  the  slightest  clue  as  to  what's  going  on,      ❞      leon  snaps  back,  a  brief  moment  of  his  frustrations  getting  the  better  of  him.  but  it's  understandable  given  the  situation,  of  what  he's  suddenly  been  thrust  into.    what  started  as  an  investigation  into  these  so  -  called  mind  -  controlling    ‘   flesh  buds   ’    had  developed    …    far  beyond  reality  and  reason  within  the  last  thirty  -  four  hours.  arrow,  stands,  dio,  vampire      —      he  doesn't  have  any  damn  idea  about  what  any  of  it  means,  but  he's  in  the  thick  of  it  now.

he  turns  to  his  own  bag,  offering  a  quick  apology  before  zipping  it  shut.  he  packs  light,  but  everything  they  could  ever  need  was  in  this  bag        —        with  the  exception  of  his  radio.  at  irene's  insistence,  leon  had  reluctantly  agreed  to  not  contact  hunnigan  to  inform  strategic  command  of  anything  beyond  the  scope  of  his  mission.

    ❝      the  nearest  pay  -  phone's  down  the  street    …    so  if  you're  expecting  us  to  run  into  trouble,  i  need  to  know  now.      ❞

            SHE DOESN’T LIKE HIS TONE,  BUT HIS APOLOGY IS ENOUGH FOR HER TO IGNORE IT FOR NOW.    she gives him a hard look over her shoulder,  brow twitching in irritation    ❝    i’ll give you a rundown on the way there.    ❞    but how could she explain something she still hardly understood herself  ?  she searches her memories for what she’d been told when she met  old man joestar  and the old gang of freaks    ❝    trouble  ?  absolutely.  trouble follows stand users wherever we go,  whether we look for it or not.  you’re lucky you ran into me instead of someone else.    ❞

            she cracks open the door to their hiding place slightly,  letting  cherry bomb  poke her head out in her place,  clear enough,  but she couldn’t expect any of this to be easy.  she glances back over to him,  nodding her head in the direction of the open door,  ducking out before checking whether he was following or not     ❝    basically,  stands are a manifestation of the users soul,  their appearances and abilities vary,  cherry bomb  for example-    ❞    she points lazily to the stand hovering beside her,  it’s wide,  unblinking eyes staring straight at him    ❝    is a short range stand,  her abilities rely on whether i am able to drag out a fight or not,  the harder she gets hit,  the better it turns out for me,  but against a long range stand that wouldn’t be so simple.  a stand can have any ability,  some are pathetic,  some are unfairly strong,  some don’t need a special ability to be useful at all.  it’s all about the user.    ❞

[lethalpride]

irene:  all i know is blood and violence

the rest of the crusaders:

[thuskt-deactivated20200527]

                            THIS  IS  A  STORY  OF  ‘ REVIVAL. ’

[lethalpride]

            this is how irene dresses in steel ball run

[belladoesrpmeme]

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡

For the fluff and soft hearted, here is another lists of sentence starters that has the highest potentiality to turn into a soft scenarios. Feel free to change any pronouns / sentence structure according to your muse’s preference!     TRIGGER WARNING:   N/A.

“I never noticed your eyes were this [colour].”

“Your heartbeat’s really loud.”

“You asleep?”

“I like this, being so close to you.”

“Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just—”

“You’re so, so, so pretty.”

“I just — I’m breathless, okay? Whenever I’m with you, it happens.”

“You make my heart beat so quick.”

“You always know how to make me smile.”

“You’ll always be safe with me.”

[Kisses the other on the cheek]

“Always.”

“I can’t imagine being anywhere but here with you.”

“All my choices lead me to you.”

“I’ll never give you up.”

“I sleep better if you’re around.”

“You snore in your sleep. But… it’s adorable, okay?”

“I like this. A quiet breakfast with you.”

“There’re billions of people on this planet, and I love you. How incredible is that?”

“I trust you.”

[Holds the other’s hand when they think the other won’t notice]

“You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?”

“Let’s push all of these stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you.”

“Are we really doing this? Are we really slow-dancing?”

“When you laugh like that, it just — you’re so beautiful, you know that?”

“No, sorry, you laughed. I … I never saw it before. It’s — pretty.”

“You haven’t laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring ‘cause I forgot how that looked like.”

[Puts head on the other’s shoulder]

“I will never let you go.”

“You’re the best thing to have ever happened to me.”

“You wrote me a song?”

“You’ve got a fever. Of course I’m not going anywhere.”

[Suddenly feels around the bed to search for the other’s hand / body when they’re sleeping]

[Extends a hand when they see the other was searching for it while they’re sleeping]

“I just feel calmer. When I’m with you.”

“You’re not in bed. I came looking for you.”

“What are you doing up? Come to bed.”

“It’s weird. I never thought I could feel like this, but you showed up. Now, it’s like I don’t wanna go on knowing I might lose the feeling.”

“I don’t mind sharing the blankets with you.”

“You’re cold. Come here.”

“You always do that. You always warm me up.”

“Stay.”

“It’s getting crowded. Here, hold my hand.”

[Hugs for a very long time]

[Puts feet on the other’s lap]

“I’m so proud of you, you know that?”

“I love you.”

[lethalpride]

              WARDROBE  MOODBOARD.    she doesn’t exactly  wear  these specific outfits but it is her general style.  a few are references i used in making her main outfit before my tablet pen died.

[lethalpride]

what are your characters major flaws?

HER TEMPER  is one of her greatest flaws,  a  raw anger  inherited from her mother and made worse by her aggressive nature.  she was forced into anger management in her sophomore year but stopped going after high school, thinking it unnecessary.  though she claims the class did nothing for her,  she still uses the methods taught there to calm her rage,  such as breathing exercises and simply removing herself from the situation.

SHE IS VERY VIOLENT  in fights,  using an unnecessary amount of force and brutality in order to win.  she has come close to killing her opponents far too often but never tones herself down,  its like an addiction for her,  an  itch  she cant scratch.  it worsens when she becomes a stand user,  and never lessens with time.

SHE IS VERY SET IN HER WAYS,  though she can generally handle changes in her life,  major changes threaten her sense of control over her life.

SHE CRAVES LOVE AND AFFECTION  but sometimes pushes it away out of fear of hurting someone or being hurt,  this usually only happens when things are moving too fast.

@fukenzena  /  meme  /  accepting

[lethalpride]

            THE STENCH OF ROT PERMEATED THROUGHOUT THE CITY SO BADLY IT WAS NEAR SUFFOCATING,    she is sure her boots are ruined,  covered in blood so thoroughly the smell would never wash away,  squelching with every step as she ventured further into the city.  nothing she had seen as a stand user could prepare her for this,  she’d expected to fight enemy stands when she joined the spw,  but the  undead  were not part of her contract.  regardless,  she’d taken the mission anyway,  one of the others could have handled it,  sure,  but none half as well as she.  she thrived in this sort of situation,  though,  she would still demand replacements for all of her clothes.

            she pulls her bandanna tighter around the bottom half of her face,  though the scent of death was only half - faded,  it at least protected her lungs.  she sticks to the rooftops,  making the larger jumps with  cherry bomb’s  assistance to avoid the mindless creatures below.  a part of her might have enjoyed fighting a horde like that,  but  her instructions were not to be ignored.  deviation from her orders,  in a situation such as this.  would not be easily forgotten,  they would never let her see combat like this again if they thought her a half - mad dog.  desperate for a fight.  more than they already did.

            she picks up speed as the police station comes into view,  moving quickly down the buildings fire escape to make a sprint for the fence,  dodging the decaying limbs that reached out for her.  she vaults over the stone wall,  a move impossible for any normal person,  and finds herself in a courtyard,  mercifully unoccupied by any of the snarling creatures.  she quietly makes her way to the closest entrance she could find,  crouching behind the scattered police cars as she went,  cherry bomb  had never been so on - edge,  she could feel the stand pressing at her ribcage,  ready to come out at the slightest hint of danger whether irene called her or not.  she freezes,  as she enters the inner - courtyard,  feeling eyes on her     ❝    who’s there  ?!    ❞    she shouts,  turning to watch her surroundings,    

            ❝    i’ll warn you once,  it’s in your best interest to show yourself  now.    ❞

@derera​