Weird Things

Rp blog repurposed to be my main and then back to rp, what a ride! Multiple characters, some are minor and need development. I'm 21+ if anyone is wondering. 

[dualvoidanima]

‘lost’

[squirrellythief]

@manticorablogs​ you asked for squids you get… a squid. Uno squid. The default squid and his brainmate.

It was fun to write a flash for Raz and Nana though. Set shortly after their escape from Oryndoll:

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[manticorablogs]

yassssss Raz and Nana!

[noshadeintheshadowofthecross]

cleaning my room like *spends hour making new playlist* *skips song* *reads old letters* *puts on forgotten jewlery* *discovers trinket that evokes nostalgia* *stares at wall* *skips song again* *feels like crying but cant* *finds old art and cringes* *discovers trinket that evokes nostalgia* *discovers trinket that evokes nostalgia*

[manticorablogs]

Hi, just read one of your to things. I know miles is a person. But is there a rat called miles too? Zane is wanting washing miles and he gives Chase on all fours squeaking. Or can miles turn into that rat.

  Oh hello, I’ve not rp’ed on this account for quite a while haha   But yes Miles is a person, an original character Nosferatu vampire from the VtM tabletop setting.   I thought it’d be fun/silly if he had one of the other clans abilities that lets them turn into an animal. He can turn into just one and its a rat

[general-grevious]

Folks that don't know the movie osmosis Jones, explain what's going on in this scene

[cryptidgemstones]

Every rational emotion in my brain tries to reason with my anxiety

[maxknightley]

CONS of fleeing my life of Toil and Woe, to become a Pirate ‘pon the high seas:

significantly heightened risk of Scurvy

merely trading one sort of labor for another - which may, in truth, reveal itself, once unhidden by the veil of Fantasy, to be far more grueling

nevermore shall I cast my gaze towards my beloved Annabelle, unless it be in longing

ocean’s kinda boring after a while

PROS of fleeing my life of Toil and Woe, to become a Pirate ‘pon the high seas:

significantly reduced risk of Ye Corona

moreover, the sea air shall, in general, be a boon to my constitution (which has so long been weak, and thus a burden, in spite of my considerable physical strength)

surrounded by ne’er-do-wells, I could escape the judgment of Polite Society, and indulge in my more Gothic and Crusted-Punk tendencies freely; never again would I have to feign interest in Mass Media or Animated Giffes That Are Not Very Good

perhaps… if I approached Annabelle, and told her my plan… she, too, would see value in a life of adventure?..

beat up some rich dudes

[manticorablogs]

[ultrastimpaks]

wait people sleep with their doors closed????

[ultrastimpaks]

okay now im curious. reblog this with where youre from and if you sleep with your door open or closed

[manticorablogs]

I lay out in the open like roadkill

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

She cooouuuuld, but you know what wasn’t at home?

A Nosferatu who had shown interest in showing her artifacts. Or at least she hoped that wasn’t at home, as nice as it sounded she wasn’t so sure she wanted that in her living space. “How lame, they really should add healthier food. I imagine blood tastes better if the people are healthier, and please feel free to correct my knowledge if wrong, and they could have some real swell blood there if they only tried a little harder” “Anyways, I figure it might be safe to lay low for an hour or so and you had mentioned wanting to see my claw, right? And in turn, show me something, hm?” show the goods, Miles.

     It’d end up in her living space, one way or another. Eventually. Miles was a sneaky and noisy bastard who just had very little perception of personal property and space.

   He sort of just doesn’t say anything about healthy foods equaling good blood, it’d help but there were more factors then that. Dare he have her start off on that sort of tangent though. Did not seem like the type of person to leave him alone unless she knew all there was he could offer on a subject.  Miles perks up when the claw is mentioned. “Oh yes, that must have a story behind it, doesn’t it? Rarely do even kindred come into possession of Garou parts.” The elder Nosferatu is rummaging in his pockets as they walk, there was always something rattling around in here- he pulls out a tiny fancy rat sweater meant for a spoiled princess of a rat. Nope, not that sort of goods.... He keeps looking, finally sliding something small out of his jacket and turning it over in his fingers with a pondering look. It looks like some sort of charm perhaps but for now Saal would only see the occasional glint of deep blue from it.

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

The Giovanni took a step back when Miles addressed them and spent little to no time getting out of there once he felt he was free to go. Something just didn’t feel right about the little one and while being cocky could be intimidating he didn’t feel like trying to out intimidate that rat.

As Saaleha watched him go she chuckled a little, she was sure this may bring her more trouble down the road but as long as tonight was peaceful she was okay with how it turned out. “One of the many mysterious I suppose” she spoke with a smile as she put away the charmed claw. “So, are we still going to the bar? I hope they haven’t shut down the grill yet and took my advice on more halal friendly foods” they didn’t. Saaleha took in a slow deep breath before taking a step down the road, glancing back at Miles to see where he would go, if he’d follow or lead.

      Miles thinks about it, now that there was no immediate danger she could just go home. But he had the feeling she implied she was hungry. “To the bar” He shrugs, following her. “I do not think that a place like that concerns itself with anything but the typical greasy fare to go along with watery beer. Anything specialty adds too much to the cost or effort  you see? Unless the demand rises higher”

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

“Yes sir, I figured you have better intuition on these things than me…And it is a rather tempting offer” Saaleha was soon silent as the Giovanni stood tall, dusting off their outfit where Miles had his grubby little hands, this suit may need to be burned in the end. “I…Need time to think things through, would that be okay?” Saaleha now asked and at least it was a favorable enough answer for the other kindred to nod. This was an improvement and if he could continue sowing the seeds of doubt…Heck, even if he couldn’t get it off without the hand coming with it at least he could work on the girl’s trust while also attempting to keep this away from the others. “Okay…Okay good. I suppose you will know where to find me, ya’ll always do” She sounded so tired before taking a step back, though wouldn’t be putting away the charmed claw for a while. She was now trying to peacefully leave this situation, her eyes watching Miles to see if he would follow or not.

  Miles stood there for a moment, watching the other kindred attentively since he’s let go. Not afraid but cautious as all kindred ought to be.  Whenever the Giovanni looks at him Miles would grin in a creepy cheerful way.

  He makes it seem like he isn’t going to move at first and lean towards the man. “I better not find you again” Aka a don’t follow me or else.   How does a pipsqueak like this come off so intimidating somehow. Either way with that Miles turned to walk with Saaleha. “Mystery solved it seems!”

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

“You Nosferatu are the beeest” Saaleha teased, thrilled at the idea of someone so willing to show her artifacts and charms and the what not. Especially since these things didn’t seem to be very common…Or so she assumed.

“The item is rather…Useless, by itself.” The Giovanni admitted, unsure how much he wanted to admit. Didn’t want to spill all the beans that he knew and get squashed. Especially since while he was allowed to know more than others he didn’t know everything about the bracelet.  “It’s a burden to carry and not very fashionable. So, if allowed perhaps I could be released and then we can set up a meeting of sorts to experiment…As long as no one else gets to it beforehand” If he could convince the girl that it was more trouble then it was worth, which honestly it was, then perhaps they could do this a more peaceful way. He’d then gain rep in not only avoiding being felled by whatever had struck down the others but also bring the bracelet back. He just wished he knew exactly what the other component was to this mess or he might even consider putting it on himself. “Hm, what do you think?” Saaleha then asked Miles as she held the claw like a small dagger, which the kindreds eyes kept returning to.

    “Me? That this is all very suspicious of course. And that I’d be insane to trust a Giovanni.” Miles smiles wide at his captive, he lets his hold slip a bit finally letting the other kindred stand up straight. No funny moves now though or the old Nosferatu will punch someones kneecaps out....     “At the same time it is little of my business, it is not my item, and it is not on my hand. So the final choice is yours” He lifts a brow at Saaleha. They had only met just now after all, he had no actual obligation to her.

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

The Giovanni groans, really wanting to be free right about now. He felt like a rat in the cat’s claws. Though with what little freedom the kindred was given they dusted off their suit glad they were no longer among the living as they were sure being held to stoop this low for so long would cause a crick in their back. Saaleha huffed a little attempting to play brave before turning her attention towards Miles, giving a half smile before shrugging, “I suppose we will. I bet you have a lot of cool things” He was so casual, it made it hard to be serious herself and not match what felt like a devil may care attitude. “Look, if you wanted to talk you would have done things differently. Come at me in public where it would be more obvious instead of slinking around in the shadows. So, make me believe you, win me over on whatever this plan is because if you don’t…” Saaleha then squinted her eyes while having no real punishment in mind besides dunking them into the trash. “Ah, well yes…” The kindreds tone sounded a tad nervous over it all before collecting themselves. “Everyone seems to be after that trinket you’ve gotten, and with how many have failed I wanted to take a different approach. If we could perhaps strike a deal, allow me to try a few things to remove the bracelet without removing the hand as well would benefit both parties as surely you know these attacks will not stop”

      “Many things. Hidden things. I’ll have to see what I have with me here.” Well that didn’t sound ominous at all. Just what was he hiding away?      Also while Saaleha may have had no punishment in mind but the Nosferatu could likely dish some out. He was standing by for now, a bored expression as he hears the same old spiel of striking a deal that everyone involved knew wasn’t actually honest.     “What is the obsession?” Miles snickers, as if he’s never been grabbing for anything ever when he didn’t need to. “It is an old item surely but its purpose is nothing to expend this effort for.” He grins at his captive, maybe seeing if he’d spill some information.

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

The Giovanni let out a small nervous chuckle when they tried to pull away but found that the Nosferatu’s grip was as tight as steel. It was hard to feel cocky when in a situation like this.

“Yes, well. I was hoping to speak with the young woman over her peculiar choice of…Jewelry. Nothing violent I assure, just…Wanted to list a few options, possibly strike a deal” Saaleha gave a small ‘Mm-hm’ in a sarcastic tone as she didn’t really believe them, not after so many people had tried to cut her hand off.

   “Are you trying to claim that then? Figures. Only your sort would scoop up and parade around such old trinkets hoping they’d grant validity your existence.” After just so casually spitting fire at the other kindred and still holding the by the suit Miles steps to the side as if presenting the catch of the day to Saaleha with a little flourish of his free hand and a half bow. Straightening up he eyes up the decorated werewolf claw, blue eyes sparkling with interest at the trinket. More of...how she got one of those? “Ohoh, remind me we need to show each other our little collections!”

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

Oh yeah, there was that look of disdain that Saaleha comes to cherish from ‘The Italian’s’, which was quickly overshadowed with worry when the small Nosferatu pulled them closer.

It may have been somewhat of a surprise that the Giovanni had not outright attacked just yet, or maybe the Beast within was holding their action, tilted and on the edge of panicking by being cornered by something it could somehow sense was so much stronger than itself. Though it wasn’t as if this one didn’t have a backup plan, already his eyes carefully studied every aspect that one could see about the Nosferatu before them and the girl behind. “A peaceful chat one would hope” They then spoke as Saaleha inched closer, from her pocket she pulled out what looked like a very very large claw, about the same size of a small knife, the tip cast in gold while the rest had been carved into with a blueish black dye or ink to follow. The werewolves claw that she had turned into a charm.

   Miles would be...will be all over that claw once he’ll see it. For now all of his attention was on the Giovanni.

   “Peaceful chat hm?” Miles smiles, showing off those weird and uneven dirty teeth of those. He’s not let the other kindreds suit go still, because following people around is the opposite of wanting a nice peaceful talk. “Out with it then.”

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

Honestly, if Miles had been alone they may have never noticed him but since Saaleha was following and not turning invisible like the Nosferatu it was a little easier to track.

It became a habit to look out for whoever the girl may be with as she was usually always with someone if she could manage. Usually being a large crowd of kine, using the Masquerade to her own advantage. But whenever it was a single person, this became concerning and more of a stalk than a hunt. Saaleha looked a little confused as she passed Miles, blinking a few times before stopping a good few steps ahead of him. It was a tad hard to think at the moment from overuse of Second Sight, but hey, she held it for 3 seconds longer than usual. Improvements! In the end, the trap worked beautifully. The kindred waited a decent amount of time before turning the corner but all the same still almost collided with Miles, letting out a surprised sound before trying to quickly back up. They were dressed pretty nicely as if they were going out to some fancy party that had a tie rule. Seemed to be male in their late 40′s, bits of grey hair here and there and everything else about them screamed Giovanni. “The Italians!” Saaleha whisper yelled, this time doing it on purpose as she knew ‘forgetting’ their clan name, family name had annoyed a few ghouls in the past.

   “The Italians!” Miles yelled out with a big grin, having revealed their stalker. He lunges out at the same time to try and grab the other kindred by that fancy suit. It will most definitely have holes in it after this.     Of course, he knew what this other kindred was. It was fairly unmistakable. But he liked playing along...may have to be careful as well though of any of their Giovanni bull they may pull.    “Well well....lets have a chat”

[manticorablogs]

lostfledgling‌:

Saaleha followed along almost silently herself as she clutched her head in one hand. Her eyes felt like they were always on him, even when he went invisible until the moment she couldn’t keep it up anymore and halfway there gave up on Second sight.

The intense feeling it left behind would fade as the girl simply whimpered once. She felt like there were drums beating in her ears. Somewhere behind them in the shadows, someone watched, allowing the two to have a decent lead while following where they went. It usually wasn’t good news when Saaleha traveled with others as they knew something was keeping the girl alive and somehow they doubted it was her own abilities given that she was mortal. A tad foolish that line of thought given that the young woman was Imbued.

Miles didn't glance back, except when Saaleha whimpered. Not for her sake but to use it as an excuse for looking behind himself.

All these long years alive have left him with a gut feeling of when someone was watching him. And it was not the girl. He didn't like that. Who even thought they could trail him around?

Frowning the Nosferatu continues on as if nothing is the matter. Then when they turn a corner he suddenly stops, hugging the wall and motioning for Saaleha to move on past him. If someone was trailing them and was not expecting this they may end up face to face with Miles. If they were short or glanced down, but the sentiment stayed.