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@reintarnate-blog
last call before i never log back in again, i’m at @nonniedoll . see you!
holy shit i just reread my character’s about
did i identify as straight when i wrote this?? gave her character two dads and pssssht “orientation: EXPERIMENTING”??? what kind of lesbian shenanigans
jfc how long has it been
anyways I quit rp'ing a long time ago but, if anyone wants to find me or wants to reconnect, I'll be @coppeliaaa . feel free to still call me shirley
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reintarnate ; dialogue starter
“Criminals, because they are plagued with guilt, often will surrender and go quietly. Outlaws, because they are pure, never will.”
"Perhaps not, or there wouldn't be a police force right now. And outlaws are sometimes gui--Oh. I beg your pardon, I didn't want to being a spoil sport."
“I have a father. But he is not related by blood either. I just don’t know his name besides that title. He’s not the actual father as it is represented here on Earth. It’s an..odd situation.” The way he thought about it just wouldn’t make sense the girl in the long run. He’ll more than likely try to get it out when he had a better description for it. However, he could answer the other questions. “The air is different. The layout of cities, planets, even the stars look different according to what sky you look at. The creatures, they’re so more advanced than the humans will ever wish to be. There are wars, but fewer than the ones I’ve seen here. It’s not civil race wars as well. It’s mainly defensive.”
Kal stretched upwards, allowing his neck to pop a bit. “The most beautiful things? Probably the acceptance the other races had compared to here. Humans are very, very keen on how things should be done certain ways.”
Carnation had hoped he would reveal some insight into the architecture or the scenery or perhaps the arts of the other realms--but that made her pause. “Are we humans that bad? For you to see something as simple as that to be the most beautiful.” Humanity, she agreed, is rather quite shitty. However, if that was all he sees of her species, well. "Perhaps you haven't looked closely enough. Not that I believe you are wrong--because every word rings true--but there is so much more to humanity than our prejudice." She sighed. "That would require a history book and a whole lecture though; I doubt you want to listen. And... pardon my confusion, but that makes... no sense." Goodness, she hoped this wasn't coming off as rude. "If they are fighting wars, yet they are on the defensive--who is on the offensive, then?"
duvoziir:
She looked like a mere flea against the top of his head, dipping his cranium forwards more so she was pushed back further against the base of his horns– although the crackled and pulsated with an electric charge, she would get hurt unless he was actively and purposing using it to his whim. “ Wrap your arms around my horns as best as you can, the force from me flying will keep you pressed down against my head, but there might be occasions where I need to bank left or right and for that, I can’t assure that you won’t fall off.” Stretching his wings out from his back to their full length, the velvet that caught most of the wind were filled with tears and wounds collected over a thousand years of being hunted. Sure, human’s got lucky sometime with their spears and swords, but most of the time, they faltered. Pushing off of the earth with his hind legs, the force from him bringing his wings down were equivalent to a category five hurricane, bending trees at the base of the trunk and whipping a cyclone of destruction right underneath him– with the power of a bomb, he launched himself high into the air, a cloud of smoke and ash covered his body out of a whim to make it appear to be nothing more than just a large thunder storm heading over the woodland area.
“ You’re going to be the navigator to the last place this thief was seen.”
“Alright then.” His movements, like that of a roller coaster’s, was making her slightly sick. Bracing herself, she clung to the born . Her arms hardened and expanded into long, brown tendrils--tree roots--which wrapped tightly around the dragon’s horn. Oh, lord, she did not want to fall.
Not that she couldn’t transform into a bird again if she fell. However, at the speed he was going, her hawk wings only need to collide with those massive leather appendages to be instantly crushed. Fun.
With the wind howling in her ears, she almost made to point--till she realizes that he couldn’t see it. “We tracked him for days from the south, and followed him into the forest on the side of the smallest mountain until we realized that we had landed ourselves in your territory.” A bug almost flew into her mouth, but instincts grabbed it before it could do any damage. “Before, we managed to shoot him with a poison dart. The vemon should be slowing him down as it seeps into his blood--that should make it easier.”
A pause. Perhaps not actually. “Then again, he was still in possession of various fairy fruits the last time we saw him. Consuming a particular one numbs all pain; do you think that will pose a problem for you?”
Collecting all the drafts but you won’t be seeing me--I’ll be over here tonight!
guess who’s making another witch blog? HAHAHAHAHA this weak baby here HELP
•♀ (shrugs lol)
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“So this is what they do when they pronounce their love for each other?” He held her hand while on his left knee. The sun allowed the light to form around her frame; allowing her darkened hair to really show off her contortion of her face. “How can one spend forever with one person? Doesn’t it get boring?” He knew it was a lesson on what humans do when they find ‘the one’ but it all seemed too much.
He held her hand just to her instructions; Never breaking eye contact, his thumb stroked the side of her palm and his smile being as wide as possible. He wanted to really impress her, at least with his learning pace. Even though he didn’t have a speech prepared for the lesson, Kal did take the time to compliment her eyes and lifestyle.
“Is this the part where humans compare their lovers to being ‘home’? I don’t understand such a concept, but if it’s as warming as going to bed and expecting the sheets to cover you at night, then it should be good, huh?”
He patted her hand, looping his fingers into hers and speaking softly.
“Will you marry me –” He tried his best to keep his face straight, even if the words came out rather smooth.
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He’s never been one for emotional support; at least not yet. It’s not that he wasn’t good at it, but let’s be honest, he was rather lacking in the support department. But, seeing someone who has been fairly kind to him, break down, destroyed him a bit. “Car -” His voice cracked a bit. He didn’t know what was bothering her, nor did he want to know. She was already a strong woman, but the fact she was in the corner tightened and shriveling up in her place, Kal just didn’t want to stand by looking over her. “Car, you need to breathe a bit.” He saw the stream of water coming from the corner of her eyes.
How does he fix this? He’s practically just staring her down.
“Just uh– calm down.”
His hands were shaking at the intense scenario unfolding in front of his own view. He’s destroyed countless countries, but this is a whole completely different situation to be in. Kneeling down in front of her, he grabbed her wrist while feeling her chilled flesh upon his warming palms.
“It’ll be ok -”
Pulling her forward by her wrist, his arm slipped behind her, pulling her into his tightened chest. He’s seen this embrace from various mothers around the universe comforting their child in the last few moments of life.
Maybe he saw that for a reason.
His other arm wrapped around her, putting his full protection around her back, rocking to the sides. “You’ll be ok.”
SEND A SYMBOL FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS:
▼ kissing them
♢ stabbing them
♞ shooting them
✖ punching them
➶ slapping them
☠ poisoning them
☎ hugging them
☂ picking them up
✗ bringing them alcohol
✣ bringing them food
☯ coming home late
♀ proposing marriage
♛ -『 Ⱥℓσιѕ 』- ♛
『 ♛ ─ The young vampire nods his head in response of her query, ‘ Um…I’m visiting…this is my first time here however, and I have already gotten lost. ’ Alois said softly with a warm red burning on his cheeks. Most people would think this flush was due to being abashed, seeing as he had gotten himself in such a position. But the truth was, he was sheepish because he found this woman to be beautiful. – ♛ 』
A brow raised on her part. “That won’t do--with how old this town is, the streets are practically a maze. You’ll get even more lost.” What was she doing today? Minor plans could be postponed in favor of making him her priority, no? The last thing Carnation wanted was to let him loose & confused when she could easily help. Besides--look at the poor boy. He’s all flushed from effort (she assumed). “ If you want, I can be your guide--where do you want to go?”
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“You do prove a valid point. Blood does not make a family, nor does a title.” He crossed his arms at their wrists right in front of his belt buckle. It wasnt like him to actually be interested in a deep conversation from the get go, but this girl was being nice to him. It was only right for him to reciprocate the trait. “Depends on what you’re wanting to learn and if you’re capable of learning it. I am full of knowledge from opposing realms, magics, and the like. Can I do them myself? Nah. I have my own personal powers of my own, I might pass down some stuff, maybe. Depends on how this whole ‘brother sister’ thing works out.”
“Do you have a family though? Prior?” She was aware of hatchlings & dragon eggs (lore favors them well) but from the way he spoke about “realms” & the others, she’s guessing he’s not the usual type. Therefore, siblings might mean a different thing to him than to her. “I wouldn’t want to do you any trouble. I need no powers nor skills--just... what are they like? These different realms? What are the people--no, are there even any people?” The witch tapped her chin in thought. “What are some beautiful things you have seen and witnessed--compared to here?”