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How do I teleport bread?
Not into your stomach
This is a Mellamell getting a semi-forced piggy back ride from a norn named Vard. Semi-forced in that she didn’t agree to it, but also didn’t feel like fighting him either... until they came to an Asura Gate.
Vard doesn’t belong to me
“YOU DID SAY MY NAME HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII”
“Wait what did you say my name did you want something” -Srelquin
Based off of this gem one of my guildies showed me. http://sideb00b.tumblr.com/post/89010675354/perchu-catfella-perchu-katara-why-are Srelquin pretends she doesn’t know anything about sexual thing because it’s always fun to see the results. In reality she’s spent *way* to much time in *way* to many taverns to not know.
They grew to depend on one another without even realizing it, to trust that the other would balance out the emotions one was having- so long as they remained polar opposites. Typha knew that he would give anything for Mell to be happy; just as Mell knew that she had so very little left to give.
And now for after all of /that/ have some Srel drawing on Elunned’s cave walls. The mesmer didn’t know is she should be happy that Shadow Moss made something for her, or upset because her negative space had been ruined. Eventually rosy resolved that it was adorable and stared at it for several hours after Srelquin left.
*And then the Asura whelp seemed to accept his fate, and Mellatine went quiet, She took a step back, her hound Kimli coming to her side. The one who she had been partnered with cast her a worried glance before going on to interrogate the Inquest member they’d managed to not kill*
And that’s the end of that thing.
looking for gw2 blogs!
hi! i made this blog rather recently and am looking for some more guild wars 2 blogs to follow (and maybe new mutuals as well?)
so please reblog this if you are one! i also check out all my followers and usually follow back. 💜
Hi there friend person!^^
*Mellatine laughs hysterically, some Inquest operative’s legs and feet completely tied down and punctured by thorned vines. The plants around her feet grow taller as well, hypnotized by her frantic insanity.*
Mell, when she starts to completely lose it.
“You know I’m amazing.” or “What, the hand motions? It’s like my own shitty version of hula dancing. You should join, it’d be great.”
Really whichever quote fits better is completely dependent on whichever way the wind happens to be blowing at the moment.
Speaking of the approval of the Order.
The two of them aren’t actually Dearhearts, because Mell would never react well to that. It doesn’t mean that Typha doesn’t obsess over her in all the little ways that he can, or worry to the point of sickness. Or, that Mell doesn’t revere him to the point of one reveres a saint for all he’s done.
“I have no life.” - Typha. He’s taking a momentary break from decoding and re-coding papers, and in such reflecting on how 50% of what he does is dictated by the Order. The other 50% he gets approval for. And through all of it he’s worried about his dearest Mellatine.
Srelquin likes to tell herself she can be a human if she tries hard enough. She’s already basically soundless with her cruddy connection, and hey, when Elunned makes clothes in their style their pretty cool! ...When she’s leaning more towards the male spectrum. She doesn’t have the chest or the want to pull of *anything* the women wear- how are you supposed to do cool tricks in heels and a corset?!
if Panic! At The Disco was a thing then Srel would be COMPLETE Panic! trash. I’m pretty sure I’ve already said this though. Outfit ripped directly from the Lyrics of “There’s a good reason these tables are numbered, you just don’t know it yet.”
Remember the thing about the sad? That’s the armor Mell actually wears in-game but I almost never draw it because it’s hard. er. harder to draw. I was sad due to a thing in history class so I channeled it all into this drawing and *instantly* felt better
So I totally didn’t realize I got my first follower until 30sec ago. Yay! Now that I know at least one person cares enough to watch for continued updates, if you send in an ask or something to that extent about one of my characters I’ll answer the question and draw a little thing to go along with it. Or find an image that I haven’t posted yet x) Those’ll be separate from the daily updates.
Ack! Sorry for the lack of things. I was tied up in work/school/raids to remember to actually post something!
Once again, this is Mellatine, and when she’s not sad/trying to fight the dark thoughts in her head, she kinda goes on a rampage and burns people. This was drawn more of me in raids, but I figured that I ought introduce that about her now.