The Stranger

[Indie OC RP for Death, Muse & Mun 18+, multi- FC]

[mortemsursurrat]

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Someone Pulled You Back || stillmostlyhuman

[sardonicanxiety]

Death should probably think that was a good reply. That erased responsibility from itself. But it only did irate Stiles further. It obviously didn’t understand and why should it. It wasn’t its job.

When it voiced that it knew it was time for his mother to die, a rush of emotions crossed his skin and twisted his insides, tears burning his eyes. 

"Why are you doing this…? Just stop—" He turned slightly as he took a step back, away from the woman. He was starting to have trouble breathing. Stiles had always imagined that mom had gone somewhere better where she watched over him from. Silly things you tell yourself to better cope. He had never actually thought of true evidence. People died, that was it, right? Wrong apparently. And the perspective scared him. Was she okay? Could he ever see her again?

"…Did you.. actually talk to her?"

[mortemsursurrat]

"Of course." Death replied simply, watching his reactions. Human emotions were so interesting, changing with the wind. All it took were mere words, a language of mortal invention, one that gave them such power over each other.

"She didn't speak for some time, after she passed." Death began, its eyes flickering toward Stiles, wishing it could read his mind. "... The first words she spoke were when she asked me if you would be alright."

It seemed like it should be something that would comfort the human, but she could never really tell with mortals.

[justapartytrick]

→ʍason ∨ale

Indie OC RP

4+ Tumblr RP experience

Good with any verse

Ask RP, short icon RP, multi-para RP, etc.

Mun & Muse 18+

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[mortemsursurrat]

Pomegranate Seeds

stolenradiance

It was rare that Death ventured to the surface for any reason other than his work; recreation seemed pointless. Hades, they called him now, Pluto. Names changed with the season, Death paid it little mind. He couldn't say he minded being worshipped, though. He often paid visits to this time period for that reason. That, and the other beings that freely walked the earth.

It was summer, when he first saw her. In truth, he never remembered feeling anything until that moment. Death had his work, his place in the eternal cogs of the earth, and he did his duty without complaint. But then he saw her. Her hair shielded her face, and he could only describe what he felt as desire. He needed to see her face. He had to. The foreign emotion coiled in the center of his being, urging his feet forward. 

Hades thought to speak, but found no words. Surely she would hear his footsteps now that he'd materialized, he could only pray she would turn. He had to see her face.

[mortemsursurrat]

Ms. Abigail is at peace. What humans call ‘heaven’ or ‘hell’ aren’t real. Any bliss or torment the dead find are entirely in their own minds, their own doing. The dead make their own homes in another plane, and whether that home is a paradise or a prison is up to them. Your Ms. Abigail seems the type to make herself a paradise.

[carnivorousroses]

Oh….*sinks down as her glow fades to a calmer shade* That’s good then…she would make it nice for sure, and I bet she’s got a rosebush and her knitting and…and…*rubs at her eyes, then adds in a smaller voice* …thank you.

[mortemsursurrat]

I only speak the truth. There's no need for thanks. In the end, the truth is what makes life beyond bliss or agony. If she's happy, she has only herself to thank.

[mortemsursurrat]

//I'm still here folks, just been a little shy of inspiration lately. Those that I owe starters to, if you get struck with inspiration, please be my guest and go for it, I hate to make you wait on me! I'm so sorry, life has just gotten a bit hectic.

[carnivorousroses]

Bein’ mean wasn’t necessary! 

[mortemsursurrat]

Maybe not, but as long as my reapers do their duty I don’t waste time worrying. We wouldn’t be very good at what we do if we had to worry about sympathy.

[carnivorousroses]

Then you’re not any better than he is! *even with bright red wings, she hesitates* But…is…is Ms. Abigail okay? She better be okay, where he took her, ‘cause if she isn’t, I’ll…I’ll…I’ll stop you.

[mortemsursurrat]

Ms. Abigail is at peace. What humans call 'heaven' or 'hell' aren't real. Any bliss or torment the dead find are entirely in their own minds, their own doing. The dead make their own homes in another plane, and whether that home is a paradise or a prison is up to them. Your Ms. Abigail seems the type to make herself a paradise.

[lonewolfed-deactivated20160722]

[mortemsursurrat]

Derek Hale is the new Jon Snow.

[securingourfuture]

PSA

[mortemsursurrat]

This is a notice to all my followers:

I do not care if we have never spoken before. I don’t care if you’ve been following me for 10 minutes or since i started the blog. If you want to send me a meme please do! what better way to break the ice? I’m not even kidding guys, if you want to send it, do it. I can guarantee you, you’ll be making my day by doing it.

[mortemsursurrat]

//Been trying to get a starter out for stolenradiance (I swear I didn't forget) but muse is being very difficult. Grrr.

[psychoticpxppy]

"I'm still not quite sure how you keep avoiding me, Peter. I'm almost impressed."

                    “What did you say?”

[mortemsursurrat]

"I'm pretty sure you heard me. Most people have the decency to stay dead when they die. You're making my job harder than it needs to be, you know..."

[mortemsursurrat]

[mortemsursurrat]

I take responsibility for my reapers, but I don’t apologize for them. He did what was necessary. Sentimentality just isn’t a luxury we can afford. Whether you understand or not, that’s how it is.

[carnivorousroses]

Bein’ mean wasn’t necessary! 

[mortemsursurrat]

Maybe not, but as long as my reapers do their duty I don't waste time worrying. We wouldn't be very good at what we do if we had to worry about sympathy.

[kyouheiprinceofsassiness-deacti]

Could you please reblog this if it's okay for me to come into your inbox even if we haven't rp'ed before?

[mortemsursurrat]

Someone Pulled You Back || stillmostlyhuman

[sardonicanxiety]

Stiles was breathing through his nose, lips pursed he as narrowed his eyes at her. He usually started breathing through his nose to calm down but for many reasons, right now that didn’t seem to do the trick. He was infuriated with what he had to face. 

"Then why are you here? Go work on your balance and take more innocent people away from their loved ones.” he reasoned sardonically, a sarcastic smile raising at his lips before he was turning around, pacing from one side to another. That was until the word mother was brought up. The raven haired boy froze as he tried to breathe. He looked back at her angrily, hands clenching in tight fists as tears burned his eyes. He was almost trembling. It had been ten years and it was still an obvious open wound. 

"Shut up! You don’t know anything about my mother or what was best for her! Anything!” he raged as he completely turned to Death once more.

[mortemsursurrat]

"I travel freely in time and space, Stiles, I'm in no hurry to do anything. Things happen when they must." Death shrugged, keeping eyes locked on Stiles. She couldn't imagine the frustration of being trapped going only one direction in time and space at any given time.  With nothing but her own observations to go on, it wasn't easy to empathize. Death had never lost anyone or anything to the grips of time.

A small smile met her lips at Stiles' outburst and Death gently tilted her head, "I know it was her time to die." She took a measured step closer, but she would not take him, it wasn't his time. "I remember what she said to me when I took her. Wouldn't you like to know her first words on the other side, Stiles?"

[mortemsursurrat]

My reapers are only doing their duty, just like me. Ms. Abigail had to die, there is a balance to uphold.

[carnivorousroses]

No! *tears well up in her eyes immediately and she backs away* She didn’t have to die! She had kids and grandkids and she wasn’t even sick and we were gonna read together and—and—your reaper was just a jerk and a bully and mean!

[mortemsursurrat]

I take responsibility for my reapers, but I don't apologize for them. He did what was necessary. Sentimentality just isn't a luxury we can afford. Whether you understand or not, that's how it is.

[mortemsursurrat]