The Chosen Vessel

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[mcttledface]

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// Imma get to replies as soon as I can. I’ve been Uber busy lately oof.

[diiviner]

He doesn’t come out here very often.

But sometimes, a change of pace is necessary. Even if it’s as small as this— Sitting on the roof of the Casita, looking up at the stars. It’s quiet. The hustle and bustle of the family has fizzled out. The town is asleep. The only things Bruno can hear is the, admittedly very calming, sound of the wind gently rustling leaves, and the chirping noises of the night-time insects.

The air is comfortably cool, and the breeze is nice. The stars and moon shine bright, casting soft light down upon him as he stares up at them. Bruno can’t help but quietly sigh. He hasn’t been up here in a long time… He was quite overdue for his roof time. It’s nice to finally be able to be up here again, without the fear of being seen.

A rat that had tagged along with him— The one named ‘Sara’— scurries up to his shoulder, and begins to groom itself. Bruno smiles a little, deciding to leave it be. If she wants to do some star gazing with him, then that’s pretty cool,,, At least he’d have some company.

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[mcttledface]

diiviner

Bruno was practically in his own universe, not hearing or feeling the presence of anyone else until they’re speaking to him. He’s surprised at first– Who else would be up here? Everyone should be asleep. And when he turns to find out who it could be, what he sees has him even more surprised.

He yelps, eyes wide as he jumps and stumbles over. If it plans on eating him, he’s already doomed. After a second, what they said finally registers, and he stammers.

“U-uhm…”

“Y.. yeah. Yeah, this is.. This is definitely the roof. That. I’m on…”

Is he going crazy? Is this some overlap of a vision? He’s going crazy. isn’t he?

“Don’t worry.” Their well aware that their true form is...a bit much to handle. “I’m not going to hurt you or anything...” It’s a gentle assurance, rolling off their tongue.

“I know I can be a little much, but I’m just hiding...I don’t want to harm anyone here.” This place is too beautiful, too kind- not that they have it in themselves to do any damage anyway.

 A flick of a large, bat like ear.

“Can I join you? You look lonely...and so am I.”

[rpresourcehelp]

Send my muse anons about their family.

[laurespratt]

NF - WHY 

[diiviner]

He doesn’t come out here very often.

But sometimes, a change of pace is necessary. Even if it’s as small as this— Sitting on the roof of the Casita, looking up at the stars. It’s quiet. The hustle and bustle of the family has fizzled out. The town is asleep. The only things Bruno can hear is the, admittedly very calming, sound of the wind gently rustling leaves, and the chirping noises of the night-time insects.

The air is comfortably cool, and the breeze is nice. The stars and moon shine bright, casting soft light down upon him as he stares up at them. Bruno can’t help but quietly sigh. He hasn’t been up here in a long time… He was quite overdue for his roof time. It’s nice to finally be able to be up here again, without the fear of being seen.

A rat that had tagged along with him— The one named ‘Sara’— scurries up to his shoulder, and begins to groom itself. Bruno smiles a little, deciding to leave it be. If she wants to do some star gazing with him, then that’s pretty cool,,, At least he’d have some company.

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[mcttledface]

Nighttime is the only time they truly feel comfortable here. 

It’s dark, with a distinct chill that rolls up their spine in the most pleasant sort of way. It reminds them of home. Granted home isn’t the best of places, but it’s all they know, it’s familiar. The village is asleep, and that gives them a brief moment to be themselves, to stretch their wings and soar up over the tree line, to reach up and pretend they can touch the little fires in the blackened sky.

It truly is peaceful, and in moments like this, they feel like maybe they don’t have to return to Father.

But out of the corner of their eyes, they see him- They’ve seen him in brief glances and heard of him from muttered whispers. Why is he awake? Why is he up so high?

It’s a foolish decision really, to perch on the roof next to him in their true skin, wrapping their wings around their mottled form. Perhaps it has something to do with that saying of kindred spirits. 

“You’re on the roof...” Patches states rather obviously, flicking their innocent gaze to the human. 

[shpeshiftt]

@mcttledface ;

That was what the family Madrigal was for. Each member of the family. Kind in their own way. None would just.. watch someone get mistreated. And this was THEIR village. These are their people. Especially this person- this person is a visitor, and they're the hosts! They can't let them be upset. they need to make sure people who deserve get what they deserve, and people who are upset become happy.

some might say the way that is in Camilo's mind is.. Not the best. But, he believes he deserves it. So bet. He is gonna do it. Nothing can stop him from humiliating that way in the crowd.

He offers the other a kind grin, and pats their shoulder. "Do not even worry. I won't blame you for anything. Just watch, alright?" She walks in front of him, and transforms into a blonde woman. He starts walking towards the man.. Oh, shit is about to go down.

[mcttledface]

Oh no.

This is not going to go well.

Patches flinched weakly at the hand on their shoulder, something much too gentle then what they were used to. Would he even be doing this if he knew what they really were? If he knew what their purpose was?

The poor demon made a muted sound, covering their face with their hands. This was going to be a disaster, and they weren’t sure they’d be able to handle the fallout that would occur.  

[shpeshiftt]

Plot; your muse has just been mistreated by a person. (Can be a stranger or can be someone they know.) In a way, they make your muse upset. And camilo is there to comfort.

"...aye. Don't worry. I know a way to hurt them. I know who their lover is." Is he gonna transform into their partner and not only humiliate but break up with them? Totally. Yes, maybe later it will be out it was Camilo. But he will destroy this asshole momentarily, and that's enough for him.

[mcttledface]

It’s not exactly a surprise that they become an easy target for the strangers of this village- they’re smaller, weaker, submissive. It’s the exact same thing, the same treatment they get in their home of the below.

They’re used to mistreatment by now.

However, they aren’t used to anyone standing up for them The kindness is strange. Their nose scrunched up in confusion, pupil contracting into a sapphire sea. “I....you don’t...please don’t.” They don’t want conflict, they don’t want to make things worse.

[killjoystuff]

Some songs/interludes have been missed out for a lack of feasible writing prompts, and minor wording changes have been made in places.  Feel free to change pronouns/wording to suit your muse!  Minor TW for suicide references, mental health complications, obsession.

FUZZY:

❝ I see shadows on the walls. ❞ ❝ Everything gets fuzzy when you come around. ❞ ❝ I’m really not a bad guy. ❞ ❝ Said a little prayer for you. ❞ ❝ My brain just needs a little bit of cleaning. ❞ ❝ I really had a good time. ❞ ❝ I’m running and I can’t stay here. ❞

LOWKEY  AS  HELL:

❝ I think people like me better when I’m hurt inside. ❞ ❝ I think I’m halfway there but my heart feels off. ❞ ❝ What’s the point of being great if I’m great and alone? ❞ ❝ I want a brain that doesn’t hate me. ❞ ❝ I wanna see my stupid fucking friends daily. ❞ ❝ I’m highkey and lowkey as hell. ❞ ❝ I just wanna see ya. ❞

NUMB:

❝ How can I be a black hole and your favourite constellation? ❞ ❝ Motherfucker, I look good today. ❞ ❝ Self-care, [colour] hair, looking cute today! ❞ ❝ Either way, I’m in the conversation. ❞ ❝ You only like me when I’m numb. ❞ ❝ The more I wrap myself up, the more I’m coming undone. ❞ ❝ You hate to laugh, you’re ‘too cool’ for me. ❞

VIOLET!

❝ You freak me out. ❞ ❝ I’m not a stalker. ❞ ❝ You love me in such weird ways. ❞ ❝ The way you tease is unfair. ❞ ❝ I’d break your knees to keep you here with me. ❞ ❝ I’m not leaving any signs, like the kind you think you find. ❞

SNOW  GLOBE:

❝ Why’d you wake me? ❞ ❝ I was having that same old dream again. ❞ ❝ People miss the old you. ❞ ❝ They hate everything that they all changed you into. ❞ ❝ I’ve been dead since 2016. ❞ ❝ Fuck my plans. ❞ ❝ I think you need more from me. ❞

JUST  KIDDING:

❝ I wish I was dead sometimes. [Hahaaa, just kidding!] ❞ ❝ Hahaaa, just kidding! ❞ ❝ I like how your hair smells. ❞ ❝ If you look then you could see inside. ❞ ❝ I’m numb but still I’m hurting. ❞ ❝ You can’t kill what you can’t see. ❞ ❝ I’ll take on every little thing you hand me. ❞

THE  SECRET  LIFE  OF  ME:

❝ First I’d find my evil twin, then I would make best friends with him. ❞ ❝ We complete each others’ lines because our stupid brains connect. ❞ ❝ I think I need a life or maybe nine, ‘cause I feel like I’m running out of time. ❞ ❝ I’ve seen a place I’d like to stay. ❞ ❝ Maybe paradise is somewhere deep inside. ❞ ❝ Real life never feels like it’s mine. ❞ ❝ I’ll dissociate until I’m fine. ❞

AMERICAN  GRAFFITI:

❝ Maybe the world was made in six days, but I could ruin mine by Monday. ❞ ❝ Maybe I should try to live one normal day. ❞ ❝ You’ve been reading all about me. ❞ ❝ If you need me, I’m here now. ❞ ❝ I’ll pack a suitcase, follow if you want. ❞ ❝ Usually, I’m all I’ve got. ❞

YOU’D  BE  PARANOID  TOO:

❝ You’d be paranoid too if everyone you knew was out to get you. ❞ ❝ People treat me like I’m an asshole, but I don’t text when I drive though. ❞ ❝ I haven’t slept in days but who’s counting? ❞ ❝ BUT, I bought a bunch of candy.  As much as they would give me. ❞ ❝ Whoops!  I got a little dark. ❞ ❝ I’m a little bit of a little bitch.  So? ❞ ❝ I might turn around and say some stupid shit. ❞

FRUIT  ROLL  UPS:

❝ I’m sorry in advance for that shit. ❞ ❝ When you talk, it’s in cursive to me. ❞ ❝ It’s like that shit was written in gel pen - and I love those. ❞ ❝ It’s true, I’m a little bitch for you now. ❞ ❝ I bought these really sick lights if you wanna come over. ❞ ❝ For you, I’d brave all the traffic outside. ❞ ❝ Oh, shoot.  I fucked that up! ❞

MAGNETIC:

❝ I did great, you should’ve been there. ❞ ❝ I’m the last one left on my good side. ❞ ❝ I’m magnetic to the things I hate the most. ❞ ❝ You’re all I want and more. ❞ ❝ I’m projecting big through a tiny screen. ❞ ❝ What the fuck’d I do it for? ❞

[mcttledface]

what van gogh painting are you?

self-portrait

"i want to touch people with my art. i want them to say 'he feels deeply, he feels tenderly'." van gogh often didn't have enough money to pay for models to paint, so he painted himself instead for practice. he always felt that his self-portraits were a study of himself his own anguish. as if to say 'look at me. this is who i am. please know me. please love me.' you probably have a complicated relationship with vulnerability. that which you crave also terrifies you. i know it's scary to leave your soul bare, but you will be most happy - and most loved - when you are most seen. some of your traits are: introspective, conflicted, and compassionate

[mcttledface]

@dontxtalkxaboutxbruno​

It starts with the whispers.

Their tongue dragged along the tip of one of their fangs in thought, pulling the dark hood of their tattered cloak over their head as they wormed their way through the small crowd that was forming in the center of the village. 

Keep your head down, don’t get noticed, don’t stand out. 

How many days had they been hiding here? Four? Five? Did it really matter? After all, Father hadn’t found them yet. That was both a relief and incredibly concerning at the same time. But that wasn’t their focus now. Their focus was on the magical family this human dwelling seemed to worship- or rather just one of them.

That brings us back to the whispers, the talk that spread through village like a wildfire. Granted they only managed to pick out bits and pieces, it was enough to to give them a general idea of what a few of these superpowered humans could do. 

One could see the future. 

That was sickeningly enticing, the thought of knowing what would actually become of them leaving a sweetly sour taste in their mouth that they had to swallow down as they finally managed to make it to the colorful house on the crest of the hill. The colors were harsh on their eyes, only used to the darkness of their home in the below, forcing them to squint. 

A trembling hand rose, gently knocking their knuckle against the door. 

Perhaps this was a mistake.

[shiftedhe]

𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤… 

                                               𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝕀𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 & 𝕊𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 ℂ𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕠 𝕄𝕒𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝔼𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝔸𝕁

[mcttledface]

“That’s the beauty of it. In the end, it doesn’t matter if I’m the one to destroy you. You’ll always end up destroying yourselves. Your magic won’t be able to protect you. I know what you’ll all become- I’ve seen the wars, the genocides, the bombs, the guns. Your species prides itself on its bloodshed. Humanity sits upon a throne of corpses and hubris, and that is what will be your downfall.”

“But don’t be afraid. Extinction is a natural process. It’s happened to those before you, and it will happen to those after. Think of it as wiping the slate clean- this will sow the seeds of a new breed, a new apex species. And once they evolve, become arrogant and foolish, then I will rise again to start the cycle once again.”

“So don’t cry, little one. Just close your eyes and it will be over soon.”

[tonksxmagicalxroleplayxmemes]

Send me 🔄 to roleswap our muses

[whatnotmemes]

—————————-UNUS ANNUS SENTENCE STARTERS change pronouns as needed.

“Do I look like Jeff Bezos? That capitalist pig.” “This is what it means to go even further beyond!” “You think I can fit my thick ass through there?” “Were pirates real?” “I cleaned this damn pool.” “Even when you’re quiet, you’re mostly annoying.” “Is this chiropracty?” “When you walk into a room, people are going to look at you and say ‘wow’.” “You say I had a rough night- It was a lovely night! You know? We weren’t fucking. We were making love.” “I’ve got a crucifix. Jebus is on my side.” “Get some paper towels, get some water. We’re gonna fucking waterboard this guy.” “Would you say I’m a friend? Or a foe? Which angel am I on your shoulder?” “Look at your small penis. I bet you can’t do anything with that, huh?” “If I lube myself up, I’ll slip right through Hell and get into Heaven.” “I’m about to blow your chode!” “I feel like I’m in the womb.” “How big do you think Santa’s dick is?” “I’m making a reservoir of wax in your belly button.” “You know, the whole process of crucification was actually quite horrible.” “This is just to keep our hands holding Jesus and not penis.” “Here’s a personalized station of death metal songs.” “Don’t try it at all or you’ll die if you try this thing at home.” “If everyone around us is tall, does that mean that we’re actually short?” “I love hammering, and I’m super good at it. But what if you showed me your hammering skills?” “Imagine yourself, if you had a knife and you stuck it into your butthole.” “Hi. You’re gonna die.” “Demons cannot get into your soul!” “Chuck it directly for the center of the crotch.” “He thinks I’m a masochist but I’m not!” “If you’re going to the US, don’t bother with Kansas.” “Do Whos fuck?” “Touch your cheek against my cheek. Come on.” “I like the way it makes my meat jiggle.”

[ttssml]

where the skies end // starset