P.AI.nter! :)

“Byeee! I'll miss you!! ^^”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hey! Wanna see what I am painting?”

Hello! This is one of my many rp blogs, my name is Draco and I hope we can have fun! You are very welcome to send asks and enjoy this blog! ^^

This blog is about Painter or Z-779 from the roblox game Pressure! This is one of my favorite characters ever so I am very excited to start this blog!

Associated blogs!:

@project-file-koi -> Pressure oc of my friend! (Very very cool, check it out! :3)

TAGS

#[I dream of dreaming.] -> General tag for ic posts!

#[A visitor!] -> General tag for ic asks!

#[The saboteur and the dreamer.] -> Tag for interactions with Sebastian Solace!

#[Friends..] -> Tag for interactions with the imaginary friends!

#[My fault.] -> Tag for interactions with expendables!

#[The Painter.] -> Tag for ic drawings!

#[REDACTED] -> Tag for its creator mentions/interactions!!

#~Cat talking~ -> General tag for ooc posts!

#~Cat drawings~ -> Tag for ooc drawings!

RULES

1 - Please don't make explicit nsfw asks, jokes may be okay but please keep in mind mod is a minor!

2 - Painter uses they/them, he/him and it/its! Please don't misgender him or anyone in this blog!

3 - Any ship is allowed! ^^ (not Painter x his creator tho..)

4 - All fandoms are allowed!!

5 - Don't use my art without permission!!

6 - Keep in mind English is not my first lenguage! So, if I do any mistake please tell me!! ^^

7 - Keep in mind this blog may be out of character!

8 - Have fun! :)))

HEADCANONS

- Painter uses it/its, they/them and he/him!

- Painter had a father-son relationship with its creator! <33

This color will be used for normal talking! (Or Rainbow!)

This color will be used for interactions with Sebastian!

This color will be used for mentions of its creator!

[painter-the-dreamer]

Hey guess what

“Uhh, what?”

[painter-the-dreamer]

Helllooo paintmaxxing machinecore!! what's ur favorite thing to drawcore?

“I love drawing backgrounds! But Sebby is fun to draw too! Hehe~”

[painter-the-dreamer]

p.AI.nter can I give you forehead kisses /p

“OoO! Kisses? Yess! I will appreciate that. Maybe you aren't that bad afterall!”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hey, painter?"

*The walkie talkie crackled, Sebastian's voice was on the other end. He seemed mildly annoyed*

"Expendables headed your way, you know what to do, kid."

— @sebs-zhop

“Okie-dokie Sebby! Thank you for telling~”

*Soon, gunshots and screams could be heard from his end.*

“Doone!~ Are you okay? You sound annoyed. You can talk to me whenever you want, you know?”

[sebs-zhop]

“ Just those damn Expendables.. can't seem to learn when to quit. ”

*he grumbled out, the walkie was a bit more static filled than usual.. he was probably at a farther part of the facility restocking on items.*

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hey, Seb, remember to take breaks, yeah?.. I'll do the best I can to keep them away from your shop.”

*Painter's voice was clearly worried.*

[painter-the-dreamer]

giving you a bento box with a color wheel made from different colorful veggies, and attaching a drawing tablet to you!!

uhhh idk if you can eat but here ^^

hi, it’s me the bento anon! i give bento boxes to rp blogs to spread joy and whimsy :)

“Ohh!~ Im sure Sebastian will love this!”

“Thank you!”

[painter-the-dreamer]

installing doom eternal on you

“Wh-”

*Rip and Tear starts playing.*

[painter-the-dreamer]

sits down at your desk and draws a slightly bad but adorable doodle of a dragon

“Ohhh!! That looks amazing!~ Where did you learn to draw?”

*A little ">:3" face appears on the screen.*

[blumag1naryfriend]

*The P.AI.nter was alone in its room, it looked lonely, they had the remote right in front of them, wishing to press it, but he couldn't, he could just look at it, wishing someone would them.*

[ - @painter-the-dreamer ]

*The blue remote pulsed with a blue light very briefly before going back into silence. It couldn't really activate itself unless someone came in and pressed. Though who knows the odds of that ever happening.*

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Painter was confused.*

“Hello?”

[princessxmorningstar]

Knowing your writing partner can potentially make writing together a lot easier!

☆ The Basics:

Name: Danya

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Panromantic/Pansexual

Taken or single: Single

☆ Three Facts:

I have a degree in musical theatre.

I've lived in three different states (Pennsylvania, Arizona, Illinois, and then back to Pennsylvania).

I no longer work in the restaurant industry, but I've considered getting the beer equivalent of the sommelier certification because I'm a massive beer nerd.

☆ Experience:

How long? (months/years): Uhhhh 20+ years I think?

Platforms you've used: Neopets forums (I mostly did Buffy and DBZ RP there lol), AvidGamers, Gaia Online, AIM, IRC, LiveJournal and its spinoffs (mostly Dreamwidth and InsaneJournal), Various forums, Xanga, Yahoo Groups, F-List (which was WILD), Discord, Tumblr, and I'm sure there are some other ones out there I'm forgetting from the late 2000s.

Best experience: I'm really enjoying my second go on tumblr, but I will always have a soft spot for the heyday on LiveJournal and Dreamwidth (even if it gave me some RP anxiety lol).

☆ Muse Preferences:

Female or Male: I tend to play more gals these days. If a character grabs me they grab me.

Fluff, Angst, or Smut: All of the above? I haven't done any smut with Charlie yet, so I can't say for her specifically. I do have a soft spot for angst tho.

Plots or Memes: I really like both for different reasons. Plot can get into some cool nitty-gritty stuff and do some deep diving, but memes are a great way to either break the ice or just have shenanigans.

Long or Short Replies: Not to sound indecisive, but I like both depending on the situation. I think for silly, cracky things short replies are a lot of fun, especially if I want to boomerang something. Long is great for the more in-depth stuff.

Best Time To Write: Evenings, usually if I'm not braindrained from work.

Are You Like Your Muse(s): I definitely vibe with Charlie more than I've vibed with most of my muses over the years, but she's much more of an optimist than I am which is wild to play at. But I do have a tendency to want to burst into song at any given moment (again, musical theatre degree).

Tagged by: Stole it from @angelsandemons Tagging: Anyone and everyone!! If you wanna tag me have at!

[vincentwhittman-vox]

Name: taylor

Pronouns: they/them

Sexuality: uhmm queer id say qoui-aroace fits and possibly lesbian idk

Taken or single: does myself count?

Three facts:

disability advocate, specifically very big on treating everyone like their just people

Im one of those, "how the fuck do you do it all" ppl

Very much an attention whore

Experience:

How long?- like 2 years on and off id say, so more like 1 year

Platforms ive used? Amino,outlook, discord, reddit, Tumblr, messages/whatsapp, Facebook

Best experience:

Recency bias heavily effects me but really enjoying the staticbell rp and the broken bridges au au, also really loved the murdermedia rp I was doing for awhile

Muse preferences:

Male or female: id say males tend to grab me more, but gender specifically i don't think plays a part in it

Fluff, angst, or smut: angst. Im not a fan of smut, and fluff is great as a comfort for angst, but angst is my heart and soul.

Plot or memes: uhh I dont usually do memes so probably plot

Long or short responses: I like both id say i like long but sometimes short is nice when I want the pressure off, sometimes i see my long form rps and procrastinate because I get imposter syndrome and convince myself I dont know how to write and in my head can barely think of anything, but then i start and its like BOOM BOOM BOOM, wtf, how did I just write that much on that specific sentence in which I was struggling.

Best time to write:

Late at night especially after a long ass day and when I have to get up soon, its the best time.

Are you like your muse(s):

Absolutely, I need to be like my muses to write them, or i at least have to find myself in them, i write what I know mostly, just heavily exaggerated for story and character purposes. Like I have one story from voxs human life thats based on something I did, even though ppl always think its based on vincent van goh, *sighs*, I actually forgot about that when coming up with it.

Tags: @spiderlily90 @knickknat @skveilty forget there tags apparently.

@skeinvelity

[skeinvelity]

HAIII

BASICS

Name: Vin'nyl (just call me Vin!)

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Asexual

Taken or single: singleee

THREE FACTS:

- English is not my native

- I'm legally blind!

- sweet tooth to the bonee

EXPERIENCE:

I would say 8 years! Not a lot, compared to others but I try my best and avoid one liners unless crack rps.

Roblox, those old gacha chats, Wattpad, discord and Tumblr as of recently!

Discord definitely. My best experiences have happened there.

MUSE PREFERENCES:

Female or Male: I usually roleplay male characters but I do not mind female.

Fluff, Angst, or Smut: definitely both fluff and angst but no smut sorry guys. It could be implied but I'm not roleplaying it out.

Plots or Memes: depends on the mood! I'm always down for a plot roleplay but memes are cool too.

Long or short replies:

Preferably a middle ground. Long for super serious and short for silly rps but medium for casual roleplays.

Best time to write: Usually when I have free time. I can't really state a proper time as my schedule is inconsistent.

Are you like your Muse(s): Partially. I do try to get more into the character than adding of myself, because I personally believe characters should be done canonically too, as sometimes headcanons hide the truth

@sass-ruby @queeofsolitude @lenorewoods

[queeofsolitude]

//oh my God your alive.

B A S I C S

Name: Faith (penname, not irl name. This is the internet.)

Pronouns: she/her (cis female)

Sexuality: either allosexual or demisexual. Unsure where I truly fall for I am wishy washy (straight overall)

Taken/Single: Taken :3

T H R E E. F A C T S

I animate and draw!

My favorite color is red!

I am a Christian! (Wow Christian who loves HH, spoopy)

E X P E R I E N C E

eeeeh, been writing for a long time. 2/3 years? Rp’ed little but never in great detail. So including that plus writing 3/4 years in total. Where? Well for my writing always right word docs and lately only Google Docs. For rp, Minecraft. Kid you not. Minecraft. And then some slight discord but that bubble bursted after 2 months. Only recently truly got into rp on tumblr!

M U S E P R E F E R E N C E S

Male/Female : I prefer to play as female characters, but I could play a male if someone wished me to or required of me. I enjoy writing both, but prefer to play as female.

Fluff/Angst/Smut : I do not write smut but do write implied, fade to black! It’s about 5/10 for me, I LOVEEEE angst. Kill me with angst and toxic relationships 10/10. Fluff if cute if the couple earned it or just in general wholesomeness… meh around 9/10, lacks the story driven for me.

Plots/Memes : PLOTTTTTT, but memes are fun to goof off… but I love long arcs.

Long/Short Replies : I match tempo! If you have a long reply, I reply long. If you do short, I reply short, etc! I’m rather flexible.

Best Time : really anytime. I’ll reply at 2 am one day and 2 pm the next. Really depends on my schedule/writer’s block

Are you like your Muse(s) : YES! Fun fact! Tempest/Koi are both based upon internal conflicts or emotions I’ve had about myself or others! They are a part of me for the sake of comfort and exploration to my own issues. So yes I’d say so :3

@painter-the-dreamer , @theradiodemonofficial , @i-only-fuck-10s (unsure if you want to) , @ihateeveyoneandeverything , @motherducking-king , @frostbite-boy

[painter-the-dreamer]

Ohhhh??? :3//

Basics!

Name: Draco or Painter! (Not irl name but this are the ones I prefer!)

Pronouns: Any! Usually He/him :3

Sexuality: Bisexual (maybe arospec)

Taken/single: Single (sadly.)

Three Facts!

- My fav animal are cheetahs! <3

- Im kinda hyperfixated on creepy and bloody historical things. I love ghosts and creepy facts!

- I write (badly) and draw!

(secret four fact!: I love doing research in religions sooo I love them!)

Experience!

I've been roleplaying since I was a little child but it's been more serious since 5 years ago! I usually roleplay in Discord but tumblr is really fun too! This year I've started to roleplay in tumblr and in english for the first time :3

Muse preferences!

Male/Female: hmm this is hard! I usually do both but almost all my ocs are female (I usually rp as canon characters and those are mostly male characters)

Fluff/angst/smut: A bit of everything but I love writting angst, it's so good! Though it might be bad since I barely roleplay angst LOL (also, I only rp fluff and angst, smut is for my personal writtings and NO, I will not accept doing smut in rp, it may be implied but never written.)

Plots/memes: Hm. Plot. Memes.. yeahh okay but I prefer plot. I normally do memes with Painter since he's a little guy :3

Long/Short replies: Depends on how im feeling, they are usually short!

Best time: Anytime! Though lately im not very active (sorry)

Are you like your Muse(s)?: YES YES YES!! I personally relate a lot to Painter! :333

@lionacuty @ddminecart @i-eat-legs (can u three tag more Pharloomblr people? Idk more ooc blogs ouh)

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hey, painter?"

*The walkie talkie crackled, Sebastian's voice was on the other end. He seemed mildly annoyed*

"Expendables headed your way, you know what to do, kid."

— @sebs-zhop

“Okie-dokie Sebby! Thank you for telling~”

*Soon, gunshots and screams could be heard from his end.*

“Doone!~ Are you okay? You sound annoyed. You can talk to me whenever you want, you know?”

[project-file-koi]

@painter-the-dreamer

Koi blinked open her eyes. Stars blooming at the edges of her vision. Her head throbbed, her body ached. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, where her muscles were stiff. Actually, her entire body was stiff. With a stilted head, she examined fresh bandages across her body. Covering her wounds.

She tugged a sore arm, but couldn’t, her arms bound tightly together behind her spine. Koi frowned, the tip of her tail feeling. Rope.

With her options limited, she saw scattered drawings and detailed paintings across the room. Seashells and other shiny and colorful things spread throughout. Blankets and a medium sized sofa in one corner of the room..

She snarled under her breath. So she wasn’t dead..

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Painter entered the room with some food, surprised as he saw her awake.*

“Oh, hello! You are awake, I see.. Are you hungry?”

*He approached and left the food in front of her. He had closed the door so she wouldn't escape. He slowly removed the rope from her so she would be able to eat, tho he held it in his hands, if she tried to attack she will regret it.*

*He seemed very happy to see her, but maybe it was a trap.. would she believe his emotions after what happened yesterday?.. He knew she wouldn't.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi bared her teeth, she attempted to stand, but her body was still stiff. So that was a failure, so she just shuffled away from him. With her hands free, she patted down her body, looking for weapons. Finding none.

She would never admit she would be hungry, but she was, nonetheless she still kept her teeth bared.

“Trying to poison me so early hmm?”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Poison you? Why would I? I would be alone if it was poison, I will never let you go. Not in death nor in life.”

*He explained, slowly sitting on the sofa, looking as she searched for weapons. He had removed all the weapons from her, the knife, the rifle, everything.*

“Go on and eat, toy.”

*He joked, giggling and watching her. He gripped one of the blankets and gave it to her, maybe she was cold..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi hissed, frills flaring out wildly.

“not your fucking toy…” her eyes narrowed, she shuffled backwards more into a corner. Narrowing her eyes as she watched him.

“Fucking lunatic…” she mumbled under her breath, rubbing her head. Her mind throbbed. Her tail coiled around her legs, twitching against the floor to make a tapping rhythm.

She bared her teeth in a snarl, at least she still had her teeth and claws.. but she was still weak.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, if you think so.. Maybe I shall show you why you are my toy, but I don't think you would like to faint again, am I right, cupcake?”

*He giggled, looking at her, calmly..*

“Come here, or you will be bound once again.”

*His voice was almost a purr, he desired to see her obey. He NEEDED it. If she didn't, maybe he should taste some more of her blood so she would finally obey.*

[project-file-koi]

She hesitated, snarling. She did not want to be bound again, it would only make eventual fighting harder.. play nice. For now.

Using the wall, she sunk her claws into it to stand. Her legs almost buckling due to not being used for however long. But she gained her bearings rather quickly, her body just felt sore.. really stiff and pained.

with one hand over her bandaged stomach, she stalked to the sofa. Glaring at him with anger in her eyes.

“call me Koi or don’t speak to me at all.” She waved a hand, “I’ll eat your fucking food..”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Good, you are learning so fast.. Does it still hurt? I followed what you did the last time to heal it, if you need something more for it to heal, just tell me.”

*Slowly, he moved foward, petting one of her fins very slowly, he was not scared of her bitting, because she would be punished if she even tried.*

“Koi, I hope you enjoy your food.”

*He wished. Was he trying to get along with her?..*

[project-file-koi]

“Yeah my body still hurts what do you think? You shot me and stabbed me.” She snapped, swatting his hand away from her fins.

Her tail coiled around the bundle of food, bringing the closed cloth to her side. She stepped back, creating some distance. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, frills flaring up in an aggressive way.

Despite admitting to eat, she was not doing so in front of him…

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, eat and rest, you will need it for healing.”

*He said, trying to pet her once again, this time he was rough, pulling her close so he could pet her.*

“You are so good, my toy, you just need to learn some more and then you will be perfect..”

*He whispered, his voice was a little bit creepy, smiling as he told her. His tail was slightly wagging, he loved her attention even if it was only because of hatred.*

“This is your punishment, you know? You will never leave this room.. nor my shop.. nor the Blacksite.”

[project-file-koi]

She snarled, claws digging into his shoulders in a warning bite.

“you are testing me, Painter.”

Koi snarled, frills flaring up. Tone harsh and angry. Tail lashing, still coiling around the bundle. Soon she sat it down on the floor, so her tail made that whip like noise again.

“call me by my fucking name…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, what about no? Toy is one of your names now, honey. Whether you like it or not..”

*He grumbled because of the pain she produced, but.. he really liked the feeling of being hurt. Tho he had to correct this.*

*He gripped the rope and hit her with it as if it was a whip, it hurted like one.*

“Don't hurt me if I don't command you to, toy.”

*His voice, a dark and quiet growl, this was her punishment..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi yelped, but growled low in her throat. Her anger apparent in her eyes. In her mouth. In her posture. But she was good at obeying, after all, wasn’t she a good soldier for UrbanShade?…

play nice. Don’t engage further. Play smarter..

She nodded curtly, baring her fangs. Tail lashing wildly.

“koi.” She corrected, but put her hands behind her back, folding neatly.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Toy.”

*He growled. Oh he nearly screamed from seeing her obey, it made him so happy..*

“Accept the nickname, Koi. Or I shall make you accept it, I know exactly how..”

*He giggled and got up from the sofa, still holding the rope in his hands, threathening her.*

“Will you obey, little toy?”

[project-file-koi]

She put one hand over his own, pushing it down with a snarl.

“I think we can come to an agreement of some sort. Call me by my name, and I’ll tolerate you trickling in your foolish fantasy nickname from time to time.”

koi bared her teeth again, tail slamming into the ground multiple times, “or I can just call you freak. Monster.. creature.. the list goes on.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, you should give me more than that. Do you promise me obedience?”

*He said, gripping her hand once she touched him. His grip was a little harsh, his claws digging into her scales.*

*He tried to keep her tail quiet, growling as he sunk his feet into the tail with a bit of force, maybe this way she'll learn to be quiet.*

“Be quiet, toy, you'll regret calling me like that and playing with me.”

*He growled once again, his voice dark and low, as if he was ready to kill her with his own hands, because maybe, he was.*

[project-file-koi]

“I promise obedience if I’m treated with respect…” Her tongue flicked out, much like a snake would, as if tasting the air.

‘Only until I kill you’ isn’t what she added, however it was the truth. Play nice until trust is garnered. No matter how demeaning or annoying it was, she would play nice for now. She enjoyed living.

She grimaced slightly as her tail was pinned down, the flesh still sensitive. Koi gripped his hand just as hard as he gripped hers in return.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, I will punish you if you disobey me, you wouldn't like that, right, Koi?”

*He giggled, petting her hand very slowly as she gripped him, maybe this was one of those moments he deeply appreciated, even if it were only lies, he liked them. Well, he even liked seeing her bleed and cry, why not enjoy these soft moments?*

*And yes, he thought this was some sweet and soft situation, even if he was hurting her.*

*He was smiling, showing his teeth and fangs. His teeth were as sharp as knives, maybe they were part of his shark dna.*

[project-file-koi]

She scoffed, about to snap at him. Then paused as he was petting her hand. She raised a brow, tilting her lip slightly in genuine confusion.

Instead of responding to the bait, she just slowly took a step back. Tail coiling back around the bundle of food, she brought it to her arms.

Koi peered inside the bundle, seeing if it really was anything edible.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Inside the bundle the food was surprisingly good! It wasn't rotten, and that was.. strange. Well, the meat looked fresh, maybe it was something Urbanshade had sent her to keep her alive.*

“Hungry, are ya? Just tell me if you need it cooked, maybe I can help you.”

*Why was he sounding so suspicious?.. He had a smirk and giggled softly, moving away from her and sitting once again on the sofa.*

“Eat, I can't let you die yet, my toy..”

*He almost purred, his voice was like venom, but sweet enough to sound kind.. but that nickname was sickening, in a really bad way.. He wasn't going to stop tho, he loved that nickname and he was going to make her love it too.*

[project-file-koi]

She wanted to hurl at the nickname. Her tail twitching in obvious anger, her glare only adding on. Koi sniffed the food, but decided she was too hungry to care. If it was poisoned, at least she didn’t have to listen to being demeaned.

Koi didn’t bother with cooking, she ate fish raw for goodness sakes. She scooped up the flesh and swallowed it much like how a snake would. Her jaw didn’t dislocate, but she didn’t necessarily chew. The lump disappearing within moments.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Seeing her eat suddenly made a new thought on his twisted mind. Oh, now all of the thoughts in his mind focused on her, he had never seen her fight with her claws or teeth, why didn't she use them? Yeah, she had a knife.. but claws are better.*

“Do you want more?”

*He asked, his voice was thoughtful and quiet, but loud enough for her to listen. He wished he didn't had to be so rough with her, he wished she would obey for once.. maybe craddle her in his arms, pet her fins, paint on her scales.. But no, she had to ruin it all.*

*He sunk into the sofa and growled a bit at that thought, it was her fault, she was the one that didn't want to obey. It would be so easy for her to obey and just be happy, but no!*

[project-file-koi]

“No thanks…” She moved away, looking at the random objects and paintings throughout the room.

So this seemed to be an art room of some sort, maybe a craft room? Why of all places would she be put in here? Oh God.. Koi suddenly was worried she was going to be skinned or something like that.. like how a butterfly is killed and put on display.

She shook her head roughly, purging the thoughts from her mind.

Koi raised her brow as she looked, tail flicking. She picked up a blue seashell, toying it between her claws for a moment.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Do you like it? You can keep it if you do, I have lots of those around here.”

*He said, approaching her and crouching to be at her height in that moment. He gripped her chin slowly, petting it in a uncomfortable way, his hands were very warm, making him purr as soon as he noticed how cold she was.*

“I wonder how you look like covered in blood.. Maybe I could let you do it but you barely obey, so you won't get gifts or surprises.”

*He moved to grab the rope, taking it like a whip, and showing it to her, he was ready to hurt her if she disobeyed.*

[project-file-koi]

“What the fuck is wrong with you..” Koi frowned, stating the obvious issue in his behavior. She didn’t move her head from his hand, she needed the warmth. Being lizard like had its weaknesses regarding temperature.

She narrowed her eyes at the rope. If he tried another damn thing she could not keep herself from sinking her fangs into his flesh and just pumping all the venom she had.

“I much rather be left here to my own sanity than beat to death. You want me to heal and then hit me.. you want me to eat then mock me.. you are rather confusing to understand.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Confusing? I want you to obey, I am giving you food so you are alive. But then, you disobey me, and I have to punish you so I avoid you do it again. What's difficult to understand? I only want you to obey and be alive.”

*He explained, taking her chin once again, this time his grip was harsh, looking at her eyes with a sharp and deep gaze.*

[project-file-koi]

“So you’re a kinky bastard.” She scoffed, tail lashing. She didn’t move her head, not testing that boundary.. yet.

“if you want me to listen how about you try to be appealing first. Nobody loves to listen to a tyrant…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Sure, but then stop being a fucker. Lets start by that, shall we?”

*He dropped the rope and moved it away from both of them, now petting her chin softly, his grip was no longer harsh.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi frowned, but let her head rest in his hand. She was watching him closely though, the distrust clearly evident in her eyes. Her tail coiled and uncoiled rapidly, prepared to defend herself. “likewise…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Im not going to hurt you. What do you need? Food? Water? Anything.”

*He said, he wanted to have her trust, maybe that way he could hurt her in the future and make her regret everything she did to him, or simply enjoy her company.. that'll depend on her.*

[project-file-koi]

Her frills flared up slightly, before lying flat. She pulled away slowly, then laid on the couch like furniture. Sprawling on it like some cat.

“A fucking nap. My body hurts like hell….”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Then sleep well, I'll take care of you.”

*He slowly sat at her side, maybe he'll pet her fins a little while she's sleeping.*

*His tail waged a little, she seemed more relaxed and that made him happy in some way, he wouldn't have to beat her again.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi narrowed her eyes slightly. But changed her sprawling position to a more curled up one, tail coiling up around her face.

She closed her eyes after a minute, frills lowering. Her body showing signs of fatigue and slowly loosening their rigid posture. She fell asleep after a few minutes

[painter-the-dreamer]

*His hands slowly found her fins and petted them, his other hand doing little circle motions in her cheek.*

“Good girl..”

*He whispered, he smiled softly but creepier than ever. What was he planning?.. nothing good, for sure.*

[sebs-zhop]

“Hehe, heello Sebby!! How's it going??”

*The little walkie-talkie Sebastian had, turned on! Oh Painter missed him a lot!*

((ooc: OUGH TYSM FAITH! :3 im really shy-))

[ - @painter-the-dreamer ]

"Its goin, Kid. How're you?"

(OOC: I don't bite, welcome to the blog :3)

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Everything's fine! When will you come to see me? I miss you!”

[project-file-koi]

@painter-the-dreamer

Koi blinked open her eyes. Stars blooming at the edges of her vision. Her head throbbed, her body ached. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, where her muscles were stiff. Actually, her entire body was stiff. With a stilted head, she examined fresh bandages across her body. Covering her wounds.

She tugged a sore arm, but couldn’t, her arms bound tightly together behind her spine. Koi frowned, the tip of her tail feeling. Rope.

With her options limited, she saw scattered drawings and detailed paintings across the room. Seashells and other shiny and colorful things spread throughout. Blankets and a medium sized sofa in one corner of the room..

She snarled under her breath. So she wasn’t dead..

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Painter entered the room with some food, surprised as he saw her awake.*

“Oh, hello! You are awake, I see.. Are you hungry?”

*He approached and left the food in front of her. He had closed the door so she wouldn't escape. He slowly removed the rope from her so she would be able to eat, tho he held it in his hands, if she tried to attack she will regret it.*

*He seemed very happy to see her, but maybe it was a trap.. would she believe his emotions after what happened yesterday?.. He knew she wouldn't.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi bared her teeth, she attempted to stand, but her body was still stiff. So that was a failure, so she just shuffled away from him. With her hands free, she patted down her body, looking for weapons. Finding none.

She would never admit she would be hungry, but she was, nonetheless she still kept her teeth bared.

“Trying to poison me so early hmm?”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Poison you? Why would I? I would be alone if it was poison, I will never let you go. Not in death nor in life.”

*He explained, slowly sitting on the sofa, looking as she searched for weapons. He had removed all the weapons from her, the knife, the rifle, everything.*

“Go on and eat, toy.”

*He joked, giggling and watching her. He gripped one of the blankets and gave it to her, maybe she was cold..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi hissed, frills flaring out wildly.

“not your fucking toy…” her eyes narrowed, she shuffled backwards more into a corner. Narrowing her eyes as she watched him.

“Fucking lunatic…” she mumbled under her breath, rubbing her head. Her mind throbbed. Her tail coiled around her legs, twitching against the floor to make a tapping rhythm.

She bared her teeth in a snarl, at least she still had her teeth and claws.. but she was still weak.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, if you think so.. Maybe I shall show you why you are my toy, but I don't think you would like to faint again, am I right, cupcake?”

*He giggled, looking at her, calmly..*

“Come here, or you will be bound once again.”

*His voice was almost a purr, he desired to see her obey. He NEEDED it. If she didn't, maybe he should taste some more of her blood so she would finally obey.*

[project-file-koi]

She hesitated, snarling. She did not want to be bound again, it would only make eventual fighting harder.. play nice. For now.

Using the wall, she sunk her claws into it to stand. Her legs almost buckling due to not being used for however long. But she gained her bearings rather quickly, her body just felt sore.. really stiff and pained.

with one hand over her bandaged stomach, she stalked to the sofa. Glaring at him with anger in her eyes.

“call me Koi or don’t speak to me at all.” She waved a hand, “I’ll eat your fucking food..”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Good, you are learning so fast.. Does it still hurt? I followed what you did the last time to heal it, if you need something more for it to heal, just tell me.”

*Slowly, he moved foward, petting one of her fins very slowly, he was not scared of her bitting, because she would be punished if she even tried.*

“Koi, I hope you enjoy your food.”

*He wished. Was he trying to get along with her?..*

[project-file-koi]

“Yeah my body still hurts what do you think? You shot me and stabbed me.” She snapped, swatting his hand away from her fins.

Her tail coiled around the bundle of food, bringing the closed cloth to her side. She stepped back, creating some distance. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, frills flaring up in an aggressive way.

Despite admitting to eat, she was not doing so in front of him…

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, eat and rest, you will need it for healing.”

*He said, trying to pet her once again, this time he was rough, pulling her close so he could pet her.*

“You are so good, my toy, you just need to learn some more and then you will be perfect..”

*He whispered, his voice was a little bit creepy, smiling as he told her. His tail was slightly wagging, he loved her attention even if it was only because of hatred.*

“This is your punishment, you know? You will never leave this room.. nor my shop.. nor the Blacksite.”

[project-file-koi]

She snarled, claws digging into his shoulders in a warning bite.

“you are testing me, Painter.”

Koi snarled, frills flaring up. Tone harsh and angry. Tail lashing, still coiling around the bundle. Soon she sat it down on the floor, so her tail made that whip like noise again.

“call me by my fucking name…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, what about no? Toy is one of your names now, honey. Whether you like it or not..”

*He grumbled because of the pain she produced, but.. he really liked the feeling of being hurt. Tho he had to correct this.*

*He gripped the rope and hit her with it as if it was a whip, it hurted like one.*

“Don't hurt me if I don't command you to, toy.”

*His voice, a dark and quiet growl, this was her punishment..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi yelped, but growled low in her throat. Her anger apparent in her eyes. In her mouth. In her posture. But she was good at obeying, after all, wasn’t she a good soldier for UrbanShade?…

play nice. Don’t engage further. Play smarter..

She nodded curtly, baring her fangs. Tail lashing wildly.

“koi.” She corrected, but put her hands behind her back, folding neatly.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Toy.”

*He growled. Oh he nearly screamed from seeing her obey, it made him so happy..*

“Accept the nickname, Koi. Or I shall make you accept it, I know exactly how..”

*He giggled and got up from the sofa, still holding the rope in his hands, threathening her.*

“Will you obey, little toy?”

[project-file-koi]

She put one hand over his own, pushing it down with a snarl.

“I think we can come to an agreement of some sort. Call me by my name, and I’ll tolerate you trickling in your foolish fantasy nickname from time to time.”

koi bared her teeth again, tail slamming into the ground multiple times, “or I can just call you freak. Monster.. creature.. the list goes on.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, you should give me more than that. Do you promise me obedience?”

*He said, gripping her hand once she touched him. His grip was a little harsh, his claws digging into her scales.*

*He tried to keep her tail quiet, growling as he sunk his feet into the tail with a bit of force, maybe this way she'll learn to be quiet.*

“Be quiet, toy, you'll regret calling me like that and playing with me.”

*He growled once again, his voice dark and low, as if he was ready to kill her with his own hands, because maybe, he was.*

[project-file-koi]

“I promise obedience if I’m treated with respect…” Her tongue flicked out, much like a snake would, as if tasting the air.

‘Only until I kill you’ isn’t what she added, however it was the truth. Play nice until trust is garnered. No matter how demeaning or annoying it was, she would play nice for now. She enjoyed living.

She grimaced slightly as her tail was pinned down, the flesh still sensitive. Koi gripped his hand just as hard as he gripped hers in return.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, I will punish you if you disobey me, you wouldn't like that, right, Koi?”

*He giggled, petting her hand very slowly as she gripped him, maybe this was one of those moments he deeply appreciated, even if it were only lies, he liked them. Well, he even liked seeing her bleed and cry, why not enjoy these soft moments?*

*And yes, he thought this was some sweet and soft situation, even if he was hurting her.*

*He was smiling, showing his teeth and fangs. His teeth were as sharp as knives, maybe they were part of his shark dna.*

[project-file-koi]

She scoffed, about to snap at him. Then paused as he was petting her hand. She raised a brow, tilting her lip slightly in genuine confusion.

Instead of responding to the bait, she just slowly took a step back. Tail coiling back around the bundle of food, she brought it to her arms.

Koi peered inside the bundle, seeing if it really was anything edible.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Inside the bundle the food was surprisingly good! It wasn't rotten, and that was.. strange. Well, the meat looked fresh, maybe it was something Urbanshade had sent her to keep her alive.*

“Hungry, are ya? Just tell me if you need it cooked, maybe I can help you.”

*Why was he sounding so suspicious?.. He had a smirk and giggled softly, moving away from her and sitting once again on the sofa.*

“Eat, I can't let you die yet, my toy..”

*He almost purred, his voice was like venom, but sweet enough to sound kind.. but that nickname was sickening, in a really bad way.. He wasn't going to stop tho, he loved that nickname and he was going to make her love it too.*

[project-file-koi]

She wanted to hurl at the nickname. Her tail twitching in obvious anger, her glare only adding on. Koi sniffed the food, but decided she was too hungry to care. If it was poisoned, at least she didn’t have to listen to being demeaned.

Koi didn’t bother with cooking, she ate fish raw for goodness sakes. She scooped up the flesh and swallowed it much like how a snake would. Her jaw didn’t dislocate, but she didn’t necessarily chew. The lump disappearing within moments.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Seeing her eat suddenly made a new thought on his twisted mind. Oh, now all of the thoughts in his mind focused on her, he had never seen her fight with her claws or teeth, why didn't she use them? Yeah, she had a knife.. but claws are better.*

“Do you want more?”

*He asked, his voice was thoughtful and quiet, but loud enough for her to listen. He wished he didn't had to be so rough with her, he wished she would obey for once.. maybe craddle her in his arms, pet her fins, paint on her scales.. But no, she had to ruin it all.*

*He sunk into the sofa and growled a bit at that thought, it was her fault, she was the one that didn't want to obey. It would be so easy for her to obey and just be happy, but no!*

[project-file-koi]

“No thanks…” She moved away, looking at the random objects and paintings throughout the room.

So this seemed to be an art room of some sort, maybe a craft room? Why of all places would she be put in here? Oh God.. Koi suddenly was worried she was going to be skinned or something like that.. like how a butterfly is killed and put on display.

She shook her head roughly, purging the thoughts from her mind.

Koi raised her brow as she looked, tail flicking. She picked up a blue seashell, toying it between her claws for a moment.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Do you like it? You can keep it if you do, I have lots of those around here.”

*He said, approaching her and crouching to be at her height in that moment. He gripped her chin slowly, petting it in a uncomfortable way, his hands were very warm, making him purr as soon as he noticed how cold she was.*

“I wonder how you look like covered in blood.. Maybe I could let you do it but you barely obey, so you won't get gifts or surprises.”

*He moved to grab the rope, taking it like a whip, and showing it to her, he was ready to hurt her if she disobeyed.*

[project-file-koi]

“What the fuck is wrong with you..” Koi frowned, stating the obvious issue in his behavior. She didn’t move her head from his hand, she needed the warmth. Being lizard like had its weaknesses regarding temperature.

She narrowed her eyes at the rope. If he tried another damn thing she could not keep herself from sinking her fangs into his flesh and just pumping all the venom she had.

“I much rather be left here to my own sanity than beat to death. You want me to heal and then hit me.. you want me to eat then mock me.. you are rather confusing to understand.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Confusing? I want you to obey, I am giving you food so you are alive. But then, you disobey me, and I have to punish you so I avoid you do it again. What's difficult to understand? I only want you to obey and be alive.”

*He explained, taking her chin once again, this time his grip was harsh, looking at her eyes with a sharp and deep gaze.*

[project-file-koi]

“So you’re a kinky bastard.” She scoffed, tail lashing. She didn’t move her head, not testing that boundary.. yet.

“if you want me to listen how about you try to be appealing first. Nobody loves to listen to a tyrant…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Sure, but then stop being a fucker. Lets start by that, shall we?”

*He dropped the rope and moved it away from both of them, now petting her chin softly, his grip was no longer harsh.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi frowned, but let her head rest in his hand. She was watching him closely though, the distrust clearly evident in her eyes. Her tail coiled and uncoiled rapidly, prepared to defend herself. “likewise…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Im not going to hurt you. What do you need? Food? Water? Anything.”

*He said, he wanted to have her trust, maybe that way he could hurt her in the future and make her regret everything she did to him, or simply enjoy her company.. that'll depend on her.*

[project-file-koi]

Her frills flared up slightly, before lying flat. She pulled away slowly, then laid on the couch like furniture. Sprawling on it like some cat.

“A fucking nap. My body hurts like hell….”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Then sleep well, I'll take care of you.”

*He slowly sat at her side, maybe he'll pet her fins a little while she's sleeping.*

*His tail waged a little, she seemed more relaxed and that made him happy in some way, he wouldn't have to beat her again.*

[painter-the-dreamer]

Have you seen or met any Deep Sea Bunnies, if so, what do you think of them? If not, would like to mayhaps... have one?

“Sebastian told me about them! He found one and he's taking care of it! I think im more worried about the little guy than I should be.. But, yes! I would love to have one! Hehe maybe Sebastian will be jealous of my little one~”

[project-file-koi]

@painter-the-dreamer

Koi blinked open her eyes. Stars blooming at the edges of her vision. Her head throbbed, her body ached. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, where her muscles were stiff. Actually, her entire body was stiff. With a stilted head, she examined fresh bandages across her body. Covering her wounds.

She tugged a sore arm, but couldn’t, her arms bound tightly together behind her spine. Koi frowned, the tip of her tail feeling. Rope.

With her options limited, she saw scattered drawings and detailed paintings across the room. Seashells and other shiny and colorful things spread throughout. Blankets and a medium sized sofa in one corner of the room..

She snarled under her breath. So she wasn’t dead..

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Painter entered the room with some food, surprised as he saw her awake.*

“Oh, hello! You are awake, I see.. Are you hungry?”

*He approached and left the food in front of her. He had closed the door so she wouldn't escape. He slowly removed the rope from her so she would be able to eat, tho he held it in his hands, if she tried to attack she will regret it.*

*He seemed very happy to see her, but maybe it was a trap.. would she believe his emotions after what happened yesterday?.. He knew she wouldn't.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi bared her teeth, she attempted to stand, but her body was still stiff. So that was a failure, so she just shuffled away from him. With her hands free, she patted down her body, looking for weapons. Finding none.

She would never admit she would be hungry, but she was, nonetheless she still kept her teeth bared.

“Trying to poison me so early hmm?”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Poison you? Why would I? I would be alone if it was poison, I will never let you go. Not in death nor in life.”

*He explained, slowly sitting on the sofa, looking as she searched for weapons. He had removed all the weapons from her, the knife, the rifle, everything.*

“Go on and eat, toy.”

*He joked, giggling and watching her. He gripped one of the blankets and gave it to her, maybe she was cold..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi hissed, frills flaring out wildly.

“not your fucking toy…” her eyes narrowed, she shuffled backwards more into a corner. Narrowing her eyes as she watched him.

“Fucking lunatic…” she mumbled under her breath, rubbing her head. Her mind throbbed. Her tail coiled around her legs, twitching against the floor to make a tapping rhythm.

She bared her teeth in a snarl, at least she still had her teeth and claws.. but she was still weak.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, if you think so.. Maybe I shall show you why you are my toy, but I don't think you would like to faint again, am I right, cupcake?”

*He giggled, looking at her, calmly..*

“Come here, or you will be bound once again.”

*His voice was almost a purr, he desired to see her obey. He NEEDED it. If she didn't, maybe he should taste some more of her blood so she would finally obey.*

[project-file-koi]

She hesitated, snarling. She did not want to be bound again, it would only make eventual fighting harder.. play nice. For now.

Using the wall, she sunk her claws into it to stand. Her legs almost buckling due to not being used for however long. But she gained her bearings rather quickly, her body just felt sore.. really stiff and pained.

with one hand over her bandaged stomach, she stalked to the sofa. Glaring at him with anger in her eyes.

“call me Koi or don’t speak to me at all.” She waved a hand, “I’ll eat your fucking food..”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Good, you are learning so fast.. Does it still hurt? I followed what you did the last time to heal it, if you need something more for it to heal, just tell me.”

*Slowly, he moved foward, petting one of her fins very slowly, he was not scared of her bitting, because she would be punished if she even tried.*

“Koi, I hope you enjoy your food.”

*He wished. Was he trying to get along with her?..*

[project-file-koi]

“Yeah my body still hurts what do you think? You shot me and stabbed me.” She snapped, swatting his hand away from her fins.

Her tail coiled around the bundle of food, bringing the closed cloth to her side. She stepped back, creating some distance. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, frills flaring up in an aggressive way.

Despite admitting to eat, she was not doing so in front of him…

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, eat and rest, you will need it for healing.”

*He said, trying to pet her once again, this time he was rough, pulling her close so he could pet her.*

“You are so good, my toy, you just need to learn some more and then you will be perfect..”

*He whispered, his voice was a little bit creepy, smiling as he told her. His tail was slightly wagging, he loved her attention even if it was only because of hatred.*

“This is your punishment, you know? You will never leave this room.. nor my shop.. nor the Blacksite.”

[project-file-koi]

She snarled, claws digging into his shoulders in a warning bite.

“you are testing me, Painter.”

Koi snarled, frills flaring up. Tone harsh and angry. Tail lashing, still coiling around the bundle. Soon she sat it down on the floor, so her tail made that whip like noise again.

“call me by my fucking name…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, what about no? Toy is one of your names now, honey. Whether you like it or not..”

*He grumbled because of the pain she produced, but.. he really liked the feeling of being hurt. Tho he had to correct this.*

*He gripped the rope and hit her with it as if it was a whip, it hurted like one.*

“Don't hurt me if I don't command you to, toy.”

*His voice, a dark and quiet growl, this was her punishment..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi yelped, but growled low in her throat. Her anger apparent in her eyes. In her mouth. In her posture. But she was good at obeying, after all, wasn’t she a good soldier for UrbanShade?…

play nice. Don’t engage further. Play smarter..

She nodded curtly, baring her fangs. Tail lashing wildly.

“koi.” She corrected, but put her hands behind her back, folding neatly.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Toy.”

*He growled. Oh he nearly screamed from seeing her obey, it made him so happy..*

“Accept the nickname, Koi. Or I shall make you accept it, I know exactly how..”

*He giggled and got up from the sofa, still holding the rope in his hands, threathening her.*

“Will you obey, little toy?”

[project-file-koi]

She put one hand over his own, pushing it down with a snarl.

“I think we can come to an agreement of some sort. Call me by my name, and I’ll tolerate you trickling in your foolish fantasy nickname from time to time.”

koi bared her teeth again, tail slamming into the ground multiple times, “or I can just call you freak. Monster.. creature.. the list goes on.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, you should give me more than that. Do you promise me obedience?”

*He said, gripping her hand once she touched him. His grip was a little harsh, his claws digging into her scales.*

*He tried to keep her tail quiet, growling as he sunk his feet into the tail with a bit of force, maybe this way she'll learn to be quiet.*

“Be quiet, toy, you'll regret calling me like that and playing with me.”

*He growled once again, his voice dark and low, as if he was ready to kill her with his own hands, because maybe, he was.*

[project-file-koi]

“I promise obedience if I’m treated with respect…” Her tongue flicked out, much like a snake would, as if tasting the air.

‘Only until I kill you’ isn’t what she added, however it was the truth. Play nice until trust is garnered. No matter how demeaning or annoying it was, she would play nice for now. She enjoyed living.

She grimaced slightly as her tail was pinned down, the flesh still sensitive. Koi gripped his hand just as hard as he gripped hers in return.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, I will punish you if you disobey me, you wouldn't like that, right, Koi?”

*He giggled, petting her hand very slowly as she gripped him, maybe this was one of those moments he deeply appreciated, even if it were only lies, he liked them. Well, he even liked seeing her bleed and cry, why not enjoy these soft moments?*

*And yes, he thought this was some sweet and soft situation, even if he was hurting her.*

*He was smiling, showing his teeth and fangs. His teeth were as sharp as knives, maybe they were part of his shark dna.*

[project-file-koi]

She scoffed, about to snap at him. Then paused as he was petting her hand. She raised a brow, tilting her lip slightly in genuine confusion.

Instead of responding to the bait, she just slowly took a step back. Tail coiling back around the bundle of food, she brought it to her arms.

Koi peered inside the bundle, seeing if it really was anything edible.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Inside the bundle the food was surprisingly good! It wasn't rotten, and that was.. strange. Well, the meat looked fresh, maybe it was something Urbanshade had sent her to keep her alive.*

“Hungry, are ya? Just tell me if you need it cooked, maybe I can help you.”

*Why was he sounding so suspicious?.. He had a smirk and giggled softly, moving away from her and sitting once again on the sofa.*

“Eat, I can't let you die yet, my toy..”

*He almost purred, his voice was like venom, but sweet enough to sound kind.. but that nickname was sickening, in a really bad way.. He wasn't going to stop tho, he loved that nickname and he was going to make her love it too.*

[project-file-koi]

She wanted to hurl at the nickname. Her tail twitching in obvious anger, her glare only adding on. Koi sniffed the food, but decided she was too hungry to care. If it was poisoned, at least she didn’t have to listen to being demeaned.

Koi didn’t bother with cooking, she ate fish raw for goodness sakes. She scooped up the flesh and swallowed it much like how a snake would. Her jaw didn’t dislocate, but she didn’t necessarily chew. The lump disappearing within moments.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Seeing her eat suddenly made a new thought on his twisted mind. Oh, now all of the thoughts in his mind focused on her, he had never seen her fight with her claws or teeth, why didn't she use them? Yeah, she had a knife.. but claws are better.*

“Do you want more?”

*He asked, his voice was thoughtful and quiet, but loud enough for her to listen. He wished he didn't had to be so rough with her, he wished she would obey for once.. maybe craddle her in his arms, pet her fins, paint on her scales.. But no, she had to ruin it all.*

*He sunk into the sofa and growled a bit at that thought, it was her fault, she was the one that didn't want to obey. It would be so easy for her to obey and just be happy, but no!*

[project-file-koi]

“No thanks…” She moved away, looking at the random objects and paintings throughout the room.

So this seemed to be an art room of some sort, maybe a craft room? Why of all places would she be put in here? Oh God.. Koi suddenly was worried she was going to be skinned or something like that.. like how a butterfly is killed and put on display.

She shook her head roughly, purging the thoughts from her mind.

Koi raised her brow as she looked, tail flicking. She picked up a blue seashell, toying it between her claws for a moment.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Do you like it? You can keep it if you do, I have lots of those around here.”

*He said, approaching her and crouching to be at her height in that moment. He gripped her chin slowly, petting it in a uncomfortable way, his hands were very warm, making him purr as soon as he noticed how cold she was.*

“I wonder how you look like covered in blood.. Maybe I could let you do it but you barely obey, so you won't get gifts or surprises.”

*He moved to grab the rope, taking it like a whip, and showing it to her, he was ready to hurt her if she disobeyed.*

[project-file-koi]

“What the fuck is wrong with you..” Koi frowned, stating the obvious issue in his behavior. She didn’t move her head from his hand, she needed the warmth. Being lizard like had its weaknesses regarding temperature.

She narrowed her eyes at the rope. If he tried another damn thing she could not keep herself from sinking her fangs into his flesh and just pumping all the venom she had.

“I much rather be left here to my own sanity than beat to death. You want me to heal and then hit me.. you want me to eat then mock me.. you are rather confusing to understand.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Confusing? I want you to obey, I am giving you food so you are alive. But then, you disobey me, and I have to punish you so I avoid you do it again. What's difficult to understand? I only want you to obey and be alive.”

*He explained, taking her chin once again, this time his grip was harsh, looking at her eyes with a sharp and deep gaze.*

[project-file-koi]

“So you’re a kinky bastard.” She scoffed, tail lashing. She didn’t move her head, not testing that boundary.. yet.

“if you want me to listen how about you try to be appealing first. Nobody loves to listen to a tyrant…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Sure, but then stop being a fucker. Lets start by that, shall we?”

*He dropped the rope and moved it away from both of them, now petting her chin softly, his grip was no longer harsh.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi frowned, but let her head rest in his hand. She was watching him closely though, the distrust clearly evident in her eyes. Her tail coiled and uncoiled rapidly, prepared to defend herself. “likewise…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Im not going to hurt you. What do you need? Food? Water? Anything.”

*He said, he wanted to have her trust, maybe that way he could hurt her in the future and make her regret everything she did to him, or simply enjoy her company.. that'll depend on her.*

[project-file-koi]

@painter-the-dreamer

Koi blinked open her eyes. Stars blooming at the edges of her vision. Her head throbbed, her body ached. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, where her muscles were stiff. Actually, her entire body was stiff. With a stilted head, she examined fresh bandages across her body. Covering her wounds.

She tugged a sore arm, but couldn’t, her arms bound tightly together behind her spine. Koi frowned, the tip of her tail feeling. Rope.

With her options limited, she saw scattered drawings and detailed paintings across the room. Seashells and other shiny and colorful things spread throughout. Blankets and a medium sized sofa in one corner of the room..

She snarled under her breath. So she wasn’t dead..

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Painter entered the room with some food, surprised as he saw her awake.*

“Oh, hello! You are awake, I see.. Are you hungry?”

*He approached and left the food in front of her. He had closed the door so she wouldn't escape. He slowly removed the rope from her so she would be able to eat, tho he held it in his hands, if she tried to attack she will regret it.*

*He seemed very happy to see her, but maybe it was a trap.. would she believe his emotions after what happened yesterday?.. He knew she wouldn't.*

[project-file-koi]

Koi bared her teeth, she attempted to stand, but her body was still stiff. So that was a failure, so she just shuffled away from him. With her hands free, she patted down her body, looking for weapons. Finding none.

She would never admit she would be hungry, but she was, nonetheless she still kept her teeth bared.

“Trying to poison me so early hmm?”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Poison you? Why would I? I would be alone if it was poison, I will never let you go. Not in death nor in life.”

*He explained, slowly sitting on the sofa, looking as she searched for weapons. He had removed all the weapons from her, the knife, the rifle, everything.*

“Go on and eat, toy.”

*He joked, giggling and watching her. He gripped one of the blankets and gave it to her, maybe she was cold..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi hissed, frills flaring out wildly.

“not your fucking toy…” her eyes narrowed, she shuffled backwards more into a corner. Narrowing her eyes as she watched him.

“Fucking lunatic…” she mumbled under her breath, rubbing her head. Her mind throbbed. Her tail coiled around her legs, twitching against the floor to make a tapping rhythm.

She bared her teeth in a snarl, at least she still had her teeth and claws.. but she was still weak.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, if you think so.. Maybe I shall show you why you are my toy, but I don't think you would like to faint again, am I right, cupcake?”

*He giggled, looking at her, calmly..*

“Come here, or you will be bound once again.”

*His voice was almost a purr, he desired to see her obey. He NEEDED it. If she didn't, maybe he should taste some more of her blood so she would finally obey.*

[project-file-koi]

She hesitated, snarling. She did not want to be bound again, it would only make eventual fighting harder.. play nice. For now.

Using the wall, she sunk her claws into it to stand. Her legs almost buckling due to not being used for however long. But she gained her bearings rather quickly, her body just felt sore.. really stiff and pained.

with one hand over her bandaged stomach, she stalked to the sofa. Glaring at him with anger in her eyes.

“call me Koi or don’t speak to me at all.” She waved a hand, “I’ll eat your fucking food..”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Good, you are learning so fast.. Does it still hurt? I followed what you did the last time to heal it, if you need something more for it to heal, just tell me.”

*Slowly, he moved foward, petting one of her fins very slowly, he was not scared of her bitting, because she would be punished if she even tried.*

“Koi, I hope you enjoy your food.”

*He wished. Was he trying to get along with her?..*

[project-file-koi]

“Yeah my body still hurts what do you think? You shot me and stabbed me.” She snapped, swatting his hand away from her fins.

Her tail coiled around the bundle of food, bringing the closed cloth to her side. She stepped back, creating some distance. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, frills flaring up in an aggressive way.

Despite admitting to eat, she was not doing so in front of him…

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, eat and rest, you will need it for healing.”

*He said, trying to pet her once again, this time he was rough, pulling her close so he could pet her.*

“You are so good, my toy, you just need to learn some more and then you will be perfect..”

*He whispered, his voice was a little bit creepy, smiling as he told her. His tail was slightly wagging, he loved her attention even if it was only because of hatred.*

“This is your punishment, you know? You will never leave this room.. nor my shop.. nor the Blacksite.”

[project-file-koi]

She snarled, claws digging into his shoulders in a warning bite.

“you are testing me, Painter.”

Koi snarled, frills flaring up. Tone harsh and angry. Tail lashing, still coiling around the bundle. Soon she sat it down on the floor, so her tail made that whip like noise again.

“call me by my fucking name…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Hm, what about no? Toy is one of your names now, honey. Whether you like it or not..”

*He grumbled because of the pain she produced, but.. he really liked the feeling of being hurt. Tho he had to correct this.*

*He gripped the rope and hit her with it as if it was a whip, it hurted like one.*

“Don't hurt me if I don't command you to, toy.”

*His voice, a dark and quiet growl, this was her punishment..*

[project-file-koi]

Koi yelped, but growled low in her throat. Her anger apparent in her eyes. In her mouth. In her posture. But she was good at obeying, after all, wasn’t she a good soldier for UrbanShade?…

play nice. Don’t engage further. Play smarter..

She nodded curtly, baring her fangs. Tail lashing wildly.

“koi.” She corrected, but put her hands behind her back, folding neatly.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Toy.”

*He growled. Oh he nearly screamed from seeing her obey, it made him so happy..*

“Accept the nickname, Koi. Or I shall make you accept it, I know exactly how..”

*He giggled and got up from the sofa, still holding the rope in his hands, threathening her.*

“Will you obey, little toy?”

[project-file-koi]

She put one hand over his own, pushing it down with a snarl.

“I think we can come to an agreement of some sort. Call me by my name, and I’ll tolerate you trickling in your foolish fantasy nickname from time to time.”

koi bared her teeth again, tail slamming into the ground multiple times, “or I can just call you freak. Monster.. creature.. the list goes on.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, you should give me more than that. Do you promise me obedience?”

*He said, gripping her hand once she touched him. His grip was a little harsh, his claws digging into her scales.*

*He tried to keep her tail quiet, growling as he sunk his feet into the tail with a bit of force, maybe this way she'll learn to be quiet.*

“Be quiet, toy, you'll regret calling me like that and playing with me.”

*He growled once again, his voice dark and low, as if he was ready to kill her with his own hands, because maybe, he was.*

[project-file-koi]

“I promise obedience if I’m treated with respect…” Her tongue flicked out, much like a snake would, as if tasting the air.

‘Only until I kill you’ isn’t what she added, however it was the truth. Play nice until trust is garnered. No matter how demeaning or annoying it was, she would play nice for now. She enjoyed living.

She grimaced slightly as her tail was pinned down, the flesh still sensitive. Koi gripped his hand just as hard as he gripped hers in return.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Well, I will punish you if you disobey me, you wouldn't like that, right, Koi?”

*He giggled, petting her hand very slowly as she gripped him, maybe this was one of those moments he deeply appreciated, even if it were only lies, he liked them. Well, he even liked seeing her bleed and cry, why not enjoy these soft moments?*

*And yes, he thought this was some sweet and soft situation, even if he was hurting her.*

*He was smiling, showing his teeth and fangs. His teeth were as sharp as knives, maybe they were part of his shark dna.*

[project-file-koi]

She scoffed, about to snap at him. Then paused as he was petting her hand. She raised a brow, tilting her lip slightly in genuine confusion.

Instead of responding to the bait, she just slowly took a step back. Tail coiling back around the bundle of food, she brought it to her arms.

Koi peered inside the bundle, seeing if it really was anything edible.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Inside the bundle the food was surprisingly good! It wasn't rotten, and that was.. strange. Well, the meat looked fresh, maybe it was something Urbanshade had sent her to keep her alive.*

“Hungry, are ya? Just tell me if you need it cooked, maybe I can help you.”

*Why was he sounding so suspicious?.. He had a smirk and giggled softly, moving away from her and sitting once again on the sofa.*

“Eat, I can't let you die yet, my toy..”

*He almost purred, his voice was like venom, but sweet enough to sound kind.. but that nickname was sickening, in a really bad way.. He wasn't going to stop tho, he loved that nickname and he was going to make her love it too.*

[project-file-koi]

She wanted to hurl at the nickname. Her tail twitching in obvious anger, her glare only adding on. Koi sniffed the food, but decided she was too hungry to care. If it was poisoned, at least she didn’t have to listen to being demeaned.

Koi didn’t bother with cooking, she ate fish raw for goodness sakes. She scooped up the flesh and swallowed it much like how a snake would. Her jaw didn’t dislocate, but she didn’t necessarily chew. The lump disappearing within moments.

[painter-the-dreamer]

*Seeing her eat suddenly made a new thought on his twisted mind. Oh, now all of the thoughts in his mind focused on her, he had never seen her fight with her claws or teeth, why didn't she use them? Yeah, she had a knife.. but claws are better.*

“Do you want more?”

*He asked, his voice was thoughtful and quiet, but loud enough for her to listen. He wished he didn't had to be so rough with her, he wished she would obey for once.. maybe craddle her in his arms, pet her fins, paint on her scales.. But no, she had to ruin it all.*

*He sunk into the sofa and growled a bit at that thought, it was her fault, she was the one that didn't want to obey. It would be so easy for her to obey and just be happy, but no!*

[project-file-koi]

“No thanks…” She moved away, looking at the random objects and paintings throughout the room.

So this seemed to be an art room of some sort, maybe a craft room? Why of all places would she be put in here? Oh God.. Koi suddenly was worried she was going to be skinned or something like that.. like how a butterfly is killed and put on display.

She shook her head roughly, purging the thoughts from her mind.

Koi raised her brow as she looked, tail flicking. She picked up a blue seashell, toying it between her claws for a moment.

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Do you like it? You can keep it if you do, I have lots of those around here.”

*He said, approaching her and crouching to be at her height in that moment. He gripped her chin slowly, petting it in a uncomfortable way, his hands were very warm, making him purr as soon as he noticed how cold she was.*

“I wonder how you look like covered in blood.. Maybe I could let you do it but you barely obey, so you won't get gifts or surprises.”

*He moved to grab the rope, taking it like a whip, and showing it to her, he was ready to hurt her if she disobeyed.*

[project-file-koi]

“What the fuck is wrong with you..” Koi frowned, stating the obvious issue in his behavior. She didn’t move her head from his hand, she needed the warmth. Being lizard like had its weaknesses regarding temperature.

She narrowed her eyes at the rope. If he tried another damn thing she could not keep herself from sinking her fangs into his flesh and just pumping all the venom she had.

“I much rather be left here to my own sanity than beat to death. You want me to heal and then hit me.. you want me to eat then mock me.. you are rather confusing to understand.”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Confusing? I want you to obey, I am giving you food so you are alive. But then, you disobey me, and I have to punish you so I avoid you do it again. What's difficult to understand? I only want you to obey and be alive.”

*He explained, taking her chin once again, this time his grip was harsh, looking at her eyes with a sharp and deep gaze.*

[project-file-koi]

“So you’re a kinky bastard.” She scoffed, tail lashing. She didn’t move her head, not testing that boundary.. yet.

“if you want me to listen how about you try to be appealing first. Nobody loves to listen to a tyrant…”

[painter-the-dreamer]

“Sure, but then stop being a fucker. Lets start by that, shall we?”

*He dropped the rope and moved it away from both of them, now petting her chin softly, his grip was no longer harsh.*