Good night, sleep tight, I don't bite... actually, I might~

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
KIROKAZE
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Kiana Khansmith
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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hello vonnie

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Xuebing Du
art blog(derogatory)
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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Claire Keane
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@nytprox
Good night, sleep tight, I don't bite... actually, I might~
Nyx, goddess of the night, I summon you fourth, so you may retake your domain, free me from my burden, now go find your man
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
I do, I just don't want to tell you
Why?
Why should I?
It is polite
Well what's your name?
Yoru
Yes
That's a nice name.
Thanks, I'm sure you have a nice name too
You can think that
As can you
This conversation is getting boring, goodbye
The pressure in the room vanishes along with the voice's presence
...well that was weird
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
I do, I just don't want to tell you
Why?
Why should I?
It is polite
Well what's your name?
Yoru
Yes
That's a nice name.
Thanks, I'm sure you have a nice name too
You can think that
As can you
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
I do, I just don't want to tell you
Why?
Why should I?
It is polite
Well what's your name?
Yoru
Yes
That's a nice name.
Thanks, I'm sure you have a nice name too
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
I do, I just don't want to tell you
Why?
Why should I?
It is polite
Well what's your name?
Yoru
Yes
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
I do, I just don't want to tell you
Why?
Why should I?
It is polite
Well what's your name?
Yoru
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
I do, I just don't want to tell you
Why?
Why should I?
It is polite
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
I do, I just don't want to tell you
Why?
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
I'd rather not argue with you on this
Do you even have a name?
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Not necessarily
It means you exist to some extent, even if you lack a form
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
How can you get rid of something that doesn't technically exist?
How do I talk to someone who doesn't exist? The fact we can talk means you exist
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Why would I? You can't make me leave
The voice is now coming from above her, sounding almost playful
I can
*Her voice responds, echoing throughout the entirety of the night sky*
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
I don't have to tell you
Then get out
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
It's what some people call me, but no...
So what is?
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
Hello... Are you alright..?
A soft voice whispers next to her, but no one else is in sight
Who are you? ...what are you?
That doesn't matter, are you alright?
...I'm fine, what are you?
Something that both does and does not exist
Like me
Hm... What happened?
I had a child
Is your child alright?
She's fine
Are either of you in any pain?
No
*She winces*
The voice sighs and she feels a comforting weight settle over her, the pain feeling a bit muffled now, but it's definitely still there
...I think I can kinda sense you
Did that help at all?
It doesn't respond to what she said
A bit, who are you?
That shouldn't matter to you
You broke into this house, the least you can do is say your name
I didn't break in, and I don't have to tell you
...the mother?
... What?
Is that your name?
Open starter: HOLY FUCK
*One evening, the sun sets, and the night sky rises across the horizon. For the past few weeks, you think the sky above you seems slightly greener than you’re used to, but it seems to insignificant a change, perhaps simply a mistake by the gods. The stars shine and sparkle again, yet they flicker, growing brighter and fading, every couple seconds, an odd phenomenon, perhaps a trick of the light. And then, a magenta rift opens in the sky, ripping a hole open in reality, where it goes unknown.*
*And in a house, trapped in an eternal night, the house where darkness, fire and ice live, there is Night. Alone, and in pain. A baby in her arms, stars across the baby’s skin and glowing in its eyes. Xirana, Star, named by a figure only to be known as “The Star Arcana.” Scars lie scattered across the Night’s flesh, pain and birth have left its mark. Tears, made of energy stronger than Khaos itself, run down her cheek. And a daughter, far away, in the centre of a black hole, has made her decision about a certain Goddess.*
Tag list (21 :O also if you've been tagged you can reply with any blog you want or none if you want): @urbestestwindgod @nanochittle @minx-o @psychicbluebirdmiracle @glitchyk @kha0sblossom @tredlightly-throughthebroken @fightingthetoxicallegations @circe-puppeteer @cloak-of-ares @gothams-getting-dangerous @satan-offical @the-former-godhunter @the-court-ask-rp @phoebus-the-sun @thylordminos @the-temptress-and-forger @astrid-died @gremlinlotusannonhere @the-great-emperor-commodus @god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes
“Oh! Are you ok?!”
...who are you?
“Hephaestus, rift took me here, what the hell id going on?”
Rift?
“Only thing I can describe it as, that ain’t normal for you?”
*She looks up at the sky*
....fuck, Yoru isn't supposed to be here
“If I’m supposed to know who that is I don’t”
*She points to the rift*
Yoru, my universe
“Got it, I’m assuming that child is yours?”
Yep... mine...
“Well then…are you tired? Do your sugars feel low? Are you in pain?”
...Yeah
“To all of them?”
...I don't have sugars
“But you’re tired and in pain?”
Yes
“I have pain killers, would you like some? Maybe ambrosia?”
Too weak
“Really?”
Yeah
“How do I make this stronger?”
I dunno
...I'm fine
“No the hell you aren’t”
I will be
“Who do you trust to hold onto the baby while you sleep?”
I don't need sleep
“In a stubborn way?”
In a "I literally only need sleep during the day" way
Yep
“I…don’t know how to help…”
...if you see Nyx, tell her to go fuck herself
“Got it…why?”
Cos she's a bitch
Also tell her never to come back
Thanks
“Bye, have a good night?”
You too