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@minds-eye-theatrics
Presents...
Mind's Eye Theatrics
A multimuse blog by yours truly, exploring the many personas of creative realms such as Vampire: the Masquerade , League of Legends , Original and Crossover Verses, and many more.
Muses and more here.
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Hiatus until further notice.
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I'm gonna take a while to update my character list and try to do replies and starters today.
I want to move my Youtube channel forward, and add some VtM content to it, but I also wanna write here.
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Angel, the Lasombra is slowly being formed up in my mind. Ever present uncanny valley, not because of the shadows, but because his wide smile and eyes that cannot open.
I'm undecided on the haircut still, but so far Ichimaru Gin feels like the vibe.
I've attached a concept below. Still trying to find the grim-to-whim degree for him.
Closed starter for @minds-eye-theatrics - Sybyl
The night was young, or at least, it pretended to be. Partygoers and thrill seekers were bound to dance under the moon, intoxicating themselves with drinks and new forms of incoroporating substances to their systems.
For someone like Cruz, the night held a lot more than just party. A thousand years of walking under the moon made him aware that the scariest things hide beyond the colors a naked eye could ever see.
And yet, there he was, on Sybyl's club, surrounded by some twenty year olds all hanging to every word he had to say. Presence. The supernatural art of social magnetism. A cheap vampire trick to get others to believe you're in fact saying something interesting.
As he cracked odd jokes that all the others laughed at, one thing stood out. His drink was still full, compared to every other half full-half empty glass. Not that anyone noticed.
But his real goal was elsewhere. Hunger. The ever present deadly impulse to drink human blood. All the laughs and good vibes were artificial. He wasn't the popular kid in the circle.
He was the wolf herding sheep to the slaughter.
"I happen to be, that is correct." Sareth confirmed.
"However, this raises questions. Is the magical education scarce around these parts? Is that why you're teaching yourself, so to speak?" Truth was, as a docent himself, he was ever at the ready to take it upon himself to teach the ways of magic to as many students as possible.
What a curious elf. Unsurprising for someone that practised magic. She found that most that did were passionate, curious, and obstinate at times. "No. It is not scarce, but the context in which I found myself when I learnt this particular spell, warranted a self-taught experience."
Sareth's shoulders fell back in a relaxed stance, as he realized that educaction was safe and sound in this realm. His work wouldn't be required, and that was a spledid thing.
"I understand, It is uncommon to find these type of spells. The ones that bring us to practice alone. I remember when I began my path with storm sorcery. I had to do the same, for electricity tended to jump across anything metallic and escape my control."
@minds-eye-theatrics - for J4x
Zora was trying to get some relief. To sit down in the shade for a little while after having worked a street fair for a few hours. They don't regret those kinds of activities - but in this heat, it was hard for them to really feel contented. Even if they are technically long used to higher conditions.
They are casually sipping from their large water bottle when they see a familiar figure approach. "Hey hey! You doing alright out here in this heat?"
As Jax's figure came closer, it was clear that he wasn't walking as much as stumbling down the place. Jax was usually weakened at daytime, the Sun shutting down his servo capacity. And although he could usually handle it... Yeah, the head was literally evaporating the blood on his systems.
Once close enough to the shade Zora stood below, he bit the dust immediately, full frame heavy against the ground.
"Stellar!" He mentioned, although it was clear he wasn't serious nor true. "I am so glad metal doesn't burn like vampire flesh... Shit, actually, Metal Won't Burn was such a banger song. Ever heard of Aviators?"
And even when under severe heat, he was going on a tangent.
Sareth's head tilted to the side, ears twitching slightly. Was this true, he wondered. Casting certain magics was... a skill, to be experimented with, if no less dangerous.
"That's not usually a skill that one... learns by theory alone. You are quite the adept, if you can work these effects by written theoretics alone."
Even though he was a stranger and she was in the middle of a clearing alone (which she was using to practice a large lightning spell), Valeria was trusting of people whom she felt not suspicion about. He seemed like he meant no disrespect or to harm her in any way. Hence her elaborating on the topic at hand.
"Well I had no one else to teach me. So I did it myself. Are you a magic user yourself?"
"I happen to be, that is correct." Sareth confirmed.
"However, this raises questions. Is the magical education scarce around these parts? Is that why you're teaching yourself, so to speak?" Truth was, as a docent himself, he was ever at the ready to take it upon himself to teach the ways of magic to as many students as possible.
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I will write here again or so help me.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀[ 𝗗𝗖 𝗢𝗖 - 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗦𝘄𝗮𝗻 ] ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗩𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 - 𝗨𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀 - 𝗢𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗚𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗲 - 𝗠𝗲𝘁𝗮-𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀🌑🌙✨⬛🦢
darkened by V0ID ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀[ 𝗗𝗖 𝗢𝗖 - 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗦𝘄𝗮𝗻 ] ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗩𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 - 𝗨𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘀 - 𝗢𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗚𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗲 - 𝗠𝗲𝘁𝗮-𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀🌑🌙✨⬛🦢
darkened by V0ID ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧
Cont. from here with @thevampiressfromsacred
"Warm springs? In the mountains?" The excited tone on his voice, slightly higher than the usual, revealed a hint of nothing good.
"Do I get to see you in a bikini if we go up there? Like one of those white ones the 0nlyfans models bring to snowy shoots? Oh! Maybe we can ski too, I miss snowboarding." And just like that, the trail of thought came out of its rails into bikinis and snowboarding.
"Yes." She grinned playfully. "But why would I wear clothes in the warm springs, hm?"-she teased.
"As for skiing or snowboarding, you'll have to teach me. I'm afraid my experience in the snow isn't exactly fun and games, but rather going through it while on my horse... And fighting."
"Because you look amazing naked, but I think you'd look like a smoking hot snack on something I could rip off of you before I let my fangs sink into your neck. Now, of course, that's a personal opinion. But, I do have an argument to make for it."
He looked at the Vampiress, and then his red LED eyes shifted into the visual of huge shiny eyes of a puppy pleading for a treat.
"Please...?" He said, in virtually the most pathetic tone possible, as he held her hand. "I will teach you snowboarding, promise."
"Hey... Hey now..." His voice went soft, docile at their touch. "Well... I do have a couple of..." His LED eyes lowered to Zora's energy limbs, appreciateing the form and color they had. "... Scientific theories I'd like to experiment with them..."
The LED blush below his digital eyes solidified into nitid [///] marks, as his blood began running slightly faster.
His right hand tried to reach for one of the limbs, hoping he'd be able to bring it close enough to his face for sensorial assessment.
"I've been wondering about... the taste of you. You're fascinating, in ways I could not come to explain without making a fool of myself.
May I have a bite, Zora?"
A loaded question, but also, quite reflecting of both his vampiric nature and his ideals and limitations as one. After all...
Vampires can't come inside without an invitation.
(That's a metaphor for consent.)
Zora found themself even more entertained by how soft, how docile he became as a result. It made them lightly tease and caress him even more.. there was something very satisfying about the way individuals could respond to their sensation that Zora deeply enjoyed.
Perhaps it was a way of really leaning into more of themselves that they genuinely appreciated.
"Hm. I'm sure there are some things that could be tested with them." They leaned into get even closer to him in way...
Seeing him reach for one of the limbs, all lavender and purple and a little orange to it too swirling about getting close to him before withdrawing again.
Still, they do let the limb get close enough since he clearly wanted to learn a little bit more about them through understanding this feature of theirs.
"You know, I certainly would welcome you at least attempting to explain what you have been thinking about me, a fool of yourself or not. But.. as for a taste? Sure, you can have one.. but I will tell you it's certainly not what you might be used to.
I'm not exactly the traditional blood and flesh type despite my outward appearance. Much more.. cosmos than anything else below the surface. "
"I may have a fun story about that. Eating beyond flesh and blood... Not the first time, no..." His eyes, LED red dots, captivated by the colors of the strange limb that had taken the liberty to touch him.
"But, before I materialize my unhinged fantasies about your cosmic touch... I feel... Hunger."
Hunger, he realized, as if this appetite for the cosmos itself was something new, beyond his interest for blood. Almost as if hypnotized, he slowly opened his mouth, inching forward to the strange cosmic limb and attepting to find out if his tongue could degustate this form of energy, so new to him.
Cont. from here with @floraluniversal
"Don't mention it." The metallic vampire commented. "It's the least I could do, after all..." His arms spread to the sides, pointing at the small opening in the alley that they were at, holding a hefty amount of gothic and technological paraphernalia. "I seem to be your host for the time being."
He took a moment to lean a shoulder on the wall, arms crossed as he glanced at the other. "You're different. And judging by the way you strolled in here, a lot of people out there don't like that. Something is probably trying to get you, restrict your freedom. Maybe harm you.
I have seen that shit happen way too many times, I'm not gonna stand here and do fuck all. So, you walked on my turf, now you get to rest here and I get to rip the spine out of whatever is out chasing you, if it even makes it here.
Deal?" He stuck out a hand towards her, as a way to seal the promise that for at least that one night, he'd be able to help someone in need.
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Apologies for the few days of absence, I'm gonna do some writing later today, I just need to finish the armory section and I'm so back-
Cont. from here with @escapedartgeek & Jax!
Crossing his arms in an amused shift of weight to the left leg, Jax observed, nothing less than impressed.
"So, let me get this right. You have energy extra limbs, and can indulge in casual multiverse travel.
Is there anything about you that isn't totally awesome?"
While his arms were crossed, his forearm lifted to his own chin, placing the index on his oblivium chin, as some thoughts bubbled up.
"Have you ever used these energy arms to, say, hug someone?" He knew they could have more intimate utilities, of safe, which brought a slight LED blush below the eyes of his mask.
"Aa-actually, you can ignore that, and don't you tell me that you know how to read minds because uh... Because I'm stupid."
Despite the flustered tone, there was no sign of discomfort about any of this on him.
Zora seemed to take pleasure in seeing that Jax was genuinely impressed by their capabilities. It's nice to be able to just lean into these aspects of themselves that they didn't really do too much with around other people at least.
"Heh. I mean.. the stress that comes from embodying a very cosmic sense of being can be pretty overwhelming. Managing that in a world that .. still probably wouldn't respond well to that can be tricky for sure. So I guess that isn't 'awesome' in the more positive sense." This was why they found themself more open to those who did already have situations that left them on the outskirts, or were already navigating being a very different kind of individual in many ways.
Asked if they had used their energy arms to hug someone, Zora raised their eyebrows in response at him.
"Heh. I .. I have done so. If I weren't careful, I'd say you'd be looking for a demonstration." They weren't necessarily a mind-reader but they could sense the flustered tone.
"No.. no. I'm not going to ignore that now. You clearly are interested .. in something, aren't you?" And now they were teasing, making a point to get just close enough that they could let those energy limbs reach over to toy at him a bit, lighting touching the side of his face and his shoulders.
"Hey... Hey now..." His voice went soft, docile at their touch. "Well... I do have a couple of..." His LED eyes lowered to Zora's energy limbs, appreciateing the form and color they had. "... Scientific theories I'd like to experiment with them..."
The LED blush below his digital eyes solidified into nitid [///] marks, as his blood began running slightly faster.
His right hand tried to reach for one of the limbs, hoping he'd be able to bring it close enough to his face for sensorial assessment.
"I've been wondering about... the taste of you. You're fascinating, in ways I could not come to explain without making a fool of myself.
May I have a bite, Zora?"
A loaded question, but also, quite reflecting of both his vampiric nature and his ideals and limitations as one. After all...
Vampires can't come inside without an invitation.
(That's a metaphor for consent.)
~ cont. from here
The medium avoided insisting for the time being. She only realized after a short while that she'd been torturing her fingers behind her back after that question, so she imposed herself to calm down and relax her muscles with a big exhale. Eventually, she sat down closer to the fire, her skeletal wings adjusting in a restful guise over her shoulders.
"Change of pace it is..." she accepted the offer. There wasn't exactly reluctance in her tone, but maybe something short of resignation. She couldn't deny her appreciation: ever since her light awakened, her body had been demanding much more than she had grown used to in the last few months. A growing appetite was complicated to deal with in the long run, and she couldn't neglect it as much as she could before anymore. But it wasn't enough to take her mind off of the situation, nor of what they had just faced in Hellsgate.
"Just know that it won't ease my spirit until I know where this... relentless heroism comes from. I see you're strong, and that you're strongly inclined to protect; that's a beautiful trait for a warrior, but also a very thorny one."
As she said before, he didn't have a clear idea of what he was up against - nor who he was siding with.
Cid's eyes rose above her face, and took a look at the stars adorning the skies. The medium was right, in more ways than one.
"See, that's quite a powerful choice of words. Relentless Heroism." He chuckled, recognizing he was easier to read than he remebered.
"The way I see it... Heroes come from necessity, rising up to the cause when they're called. Dire times is when heroes are born, and..." The flames below the venison lit up his eyes, revealing how he looked up, with a hint of wonder, of emotion.
"... I suppose I never found a way to put it down. Sure, I'm not a hero anymore, my time is well past and I've already outlived my own story. But I guess... you can take Cid out of Heroics, but you can't take the Heroics out of Cid Lionheart." He didn't chuckle this time, he laughed, heartily. A gentle sound that could come off as a warm celebration of life.
"Your name, was it Anika? I think?"
