//DEAD BLOG// You are in MY DOMAIN now!

"Mrregh..You have a lot of nerve to set foot in this place...do you not know where you are? This is my territory, and I do NOT like trespassers, so state your business, and it had better be good, or I cannot guarantee you'll be leaving in one piece...

[monolithicshadowarchive-blog]

Binny sat atop a branch of a dead tree, sulking. Claw marks, likely from him, made crooked lines trailing up the tree.

The cat like being strolled through his territory, taking in the wonderful scent of death and decay the howling breeze carried with it. A quick survey of the land yielded emptiness all around. Perfect~. 

No, wait. His keen vision picked up something odd a little ways from himself, a dark grey blobbish thing perched atop one of the withered trees. He wasted no time shadow warping over, lowering himself to be eye to eye with the being atop the tree, blank gaze narrowed to slits. It momentarily drifted down to the markings, but quickly fixed itself back on the spirit.

"You! What business do you have here?" he growled lowly.

[genesistwins-archive]

The grey Spookter said not a word, but looked at Reave. His glasses fixated on the Shakat’s eyes.

He still didn’t say anything, but you one could easily feel the sense of loss emanating from him.

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He released a harsh huff of breath, before sniffing, attempting to reconcile the oddly recognized face with his memories. His gleaming eyes locked with the other's. The little spirit looked familiar, but Reave couldn't place it. After a moment it clicked. He was the offspring of the spookter queen, and he has roamed this territory once before. 

"I will ask you once more," he began, his tone more subdued, "what do you want that you are in this place?"

[monolithicshadowarchive-blog]

//>inactive for 4000 thousand years, follower count grows

//>finally posts, followers drop

Ah but in seriousness I don't care or mind, it just amuses me. Quite an odd phenomenon. Speaking of posting I can't promise I'll be here all the time, I'm leaving for work soon anyways, but I'll try to get to a thread or two when I return, maybe. Actually, to any new followers you should probably leave while you can, you'll only be disappointed. I never post hahah. I'm as lazy as my  muse ; u ; 

I'll see y'all at 7 central time later

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He dangled catnip from a string at a safe distance. "Is this what~?"

"Oh please, what do you take me for, some manner of domestic house ca- aahhh-"

There was an immediate shift in demeanor, as the beast’s impassive gaze melted into an expression quite unlike himself as he caught the sent of the catnip, trudging toward it like a zombie, mystified and lightly batting at it and trying to rub his face against it. 

He completely lost himself when he cupped it in both claws and nuzzled against it,  giggles escaping him above deep purrs. Aaaaawwww yeaah, that’s the stuff!

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Binny sat atop a branch of a dead tree, sulking. Claw marks, likely from him, made crooked lines trailing up the tree.

The cat like being strolled through his territory, taking in the wonderful scent of death and decay the howling breeze carried with it. A quick survey of the land yielded emptiness all around. Perfect~. 

No, wait. His keen vision picked up something odd a little ways from himself, a dark grey blobbish thing perched atop one of the withered trees. He wasted no time shadow warping over, lowering himself to be eye to eye with the being atop the tree, blank gaze narrowed to slits. It momentarily drifted down to the markings, but quickly fixed itself back on the spirit.

"You! What business do you have here?" he growled lowly.

[monolithicshadowarchive-blog]

"Y-y-you're huge!"

"Of course I am, one tends to become this way when overexposed to their source of power. And who are you, tiny mortal female?”

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Binny took out a book, and adjusted his glasses. "I'd like to assure everyone bugging My uncle Reave that he is NOT a cat. He is a mighty Shakat, which is VERY different! Although, he's got very soft and well-groomed fur~"

"What he said. My similarities to any kind of feline are only skin deep, as the only traits we share are my…yes, my well groomed fur.." Okay Reave, casually leave out how you sleep all day, chase any dot of light and generally act like a fat and lazy house cat.

[roleplayaskmemes]

The 12th icon in your folder is your muse's reaction to being hit on in a bar

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//THAT FEEL WHEN YOU WANNA RP OR SOMETHING BUT CANT. I WANNA BE MORE ACTIVE BUT....grugh I can't really think of anything interesting, or even how to approach someone..

[shadowmasteraku]

Reave stands in silence before the other shadow. He offers a slight bow and after a moment speaks up. "The master of darkness..." he murmurs, eyes glinting. "I have heard many tales, but it is an honor to look upon you with my own eyes."

"Finally, a being who shows the proper respect. Tell me, who are you?"

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"I am Reave, ruler of my domain, the Badlands. I too am a shadow being, and of course, I am always very interested when word of others like myself reaches me. Your deeds are on a scale I wish to achieve on day." 

THE INTERNAL FANBOYING INTENSIFIES.

[monolithicshadowarchive-blog]

Beneath a pile of soiled hay and decomposing bodies, large lump of black rolls out, unfurling and stretching its great limbs and curling up before further rolling over, onto its side. 

"Murrrgh...I hate Mondays..."

After some time sprawled out and squirming against the stone to scratch an itch, Reave finally picks himself up and stalks out into the Badlands, silently curious as to went on in the outside world during his absence. There had been rumors of his death, and so the village would be ever more unsuspecting of his surprise visit...

[vergils-downfall-deactivated201]

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-Gives Reave a buncha flowers and a flower crown.-

He purred intensely, nuzzling the anonymous while clutching the flowers against himself. This set the beast in a blissful mood!

[championofdarkland]

The Knight's Code (monolithicshadow)

[championofdarkland]

"Holy mother of Koopa!" the instant the shadow beast appeared, Karik drew out his sword while his yoshi friend growled at the larger than life monster standing before them both.

Neither of the reptiles showed any fear towards the creature it seemed, though to outright fight the shakat like this had not been their intended purpose. Once logic entered into the Koopatrol Kaptain once more he lowered his blade and head to Reave as a sign of respect.

"Ah yes, forgive my intrusion Lord Reave. My desire is not to fight you as many of my knightly kin foolishly seek to do so, of this you have my utmost assurance. My purpose is to seek power, stronger power so that I may become stronger for the benefit of my people. I came here in the hopes that you might aid me in that goal. In return, I shall offer whatever service I must for you. However, I do serve a King and my loyalty will always be to him alone. Such is the vow I swore to him."

[monolithicshadowarchive-blog]

His curiosity was further enticed by the strange koopa's reaction. The fact that he stood his ground rather than run like many who sought him was already tipping things in a favorable manner, unbeknownst to the knight. True Reave was a ruthless killer, but even he had a bit of a code, and those with courage earn them a bit of the beast's regard. His ears quirked at the display of humility, very rare in the knights around these parts. He was further assuaged by this, though of course he would never drop his guard completely.  Their fearless stance was met with a stoic, unreadable facade, though the gargantuan shadow was in fact paying attention to the captain's request. Interesting...It seems he wasn't after glory, fame, or vengeance, as so many intruders were, he just wanted to hone himself. An admirable goal. 

Inside his cloak, he lightly fiddled with his plush abdomen, he couldn't remember the last time it was so squishy, so this would probably do him good as well. His blank orbs narrowed, a low purr of thought escaping him. 

"Very well. I will grant you this request. Here and now. Raise your weapon."

[guardian-of-the-badlands-deacti]

[ ✞ ]  —  Admittingly, Dim stared back with the same countenance. There was something about his master’s placid expression that sent a signal to his chest; one he’s never felt before. How could he describe the feeling? His pulse picked up speed and his legs trembled considerably. Unfortunately, it was hard to evaluate, as there was no time he had in order to give such a feeling a meaning. With a soft sigh, the guardian was just about to break their silence when the giant before him had made a heedless move.

The sudden placement of Reave’s hands had brought out an unforeseen reaction out of the lad, averting his gaze hastily and kept his attention drawn to something else… Like the trees behind his Master. Was it his turn to be groomed?… There was no flowers in his palms— ~ SPLASH!! ~ Should have seen it coming sooner… Of course Reave would pull something like that. Keeping his calm, both members return to the surface with ease. It was painfully apparent that the slave was not amused by his Master’s practical joke, and he made that much clear with the faintest growl. Honestly, he would make a bigger deal out of it had it not been for their status. However, Dim quickly got over it. The dopey grin that was seemingly stuck to Reave’s face was enough to eliminate the simmering anger within the lad’s chest. Plodding across the pond and back to gather more flora, he handed the petals to his master with a downcasted expression. “…I believe it’s my turn now, Master? I suppose I could do it myself if you do not wish to groom me.” The boy asked as politely as he could, managing a smile in hopes that would coax the other to bend. Dim rarely asked for much, so maybe his luck will turn about. 

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Reave was still grinning, a few silent chuckles escaping him at his little stunt, though not long after his features readjusted into that characteristic glower, emitting a low snarl of his own as took the flora into his palm, already crushing it as he kept his unnerving gaze leveled on Dim. The boy's demeanor was unmistakable, despite his efforts to mask it. Still, he found it more than a little difficult to remain in such a sour state with the cool liquid enveloping his fleshy form.  He reached out and grabbed the smaller male by the shoulder, pulling him closer and suddenly smearing the goo on his drenched locks, soon using his other hand to join it and vigorously scrub the other's head. He was more than a little rough, but more due to him being unable to gauge his strength in this form than any ill will, surprisingly.  He turned Dim around to be facing him, and looked him dead in the eyes once more, his expression just as unreadable as his little stunt before. He brought a calloused hand against the back of Dim's foamy head, the other resting on his shoulder. The larger manbeast's gaze did not relent as he slooowly pulled the lad closer, his grip tightening some and... SPLISH! He suddenly used his leverage to press downward and dunk the mage into the waters once more, another raucous bout of laughter escaping him. 

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Send a ♡ to hear how my character would tell your character that they loved them without actually using the word "love."

[greelin]

your icon shows who you are inside

[monolithicshadowarchive-blog]

//bluh sorry for the lack of activity here and to any new faces in the inbox and stuff, I've just been both really busy with art stuff and haven't had much motivation for this blog to boot. I'm still job hunting and until I learn to manage myself and my time a little better activity will still be very sporadic but thanks for sticking around either way