Prey For Me

“For each person there is a sentence—a series of words—which has the power to destroy them.” Open, AU Rick Genest roleplay. This blog is meant for entertainment purposes only. In no way am I affiliated with the real Rick Genest.

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Beaux Art ✞ Nevaeh & Rick

It had been quite some time since Rick had decided to grace an art museum with his presence. More often than not, he found such places to be amusing in the most displeasing sense of the word. They simply served to remind him exactly how old he was. As the dark angel paid the palry entrance fee and began roaming the halls, he found himself lost in thought of the days when PIcasso, van Gough, and even da Vinci were still alive. It seemed that in the more recent centuries, art had become less and less beautiful. The humans had some redeeming aspects, considering their progress with body modification was astoundinng, and it didn't appear that all of the new, up-and-coming artists were failures.

Criticizing hazel eyes stared down nearly every piece of work passed as if he were there to judge the collection and not to simply observe. It would appear that a few of the pieces were forgeries- however well done they may have been- but for the most part, the art museum had a fairly impressive collection. The dark angel paused before one of Dali's works; The Sacrament Of The Last Supper, smiling to himself at the piece. He couldn't quite explain why, but it had been one of his favorite paintings since he'd first seen it nearly fifty years prior. He completely igored the stares he was recieving, whether it was his tattoos or his 'punk' outfit, he didn't know nor care. 

A few moments later, he moved on only to pause when he noticed a somewhat familiar face. Brows wrinkled in thought as he attempted to recall the woman's name. It was something... interesting. He remembered finding it both unpleasant and laughable at the same time. Ah, that was it. He waved to her in hopes of drawing her attention as he approached.           "Excuse me," he started as he offered a friendly smile. "Might your name be Nevaeh? I believe we met once before at the Academy," Honestly, it wouldn't have bothered Rick in the slightest if he'd ended up getting her name wrong or confusing her for someone else. If she was human- all the better- he could simply toy with her before continuing on his way. 

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Are you still doing this?? Draw me Please!! *v*

I’m so not satisfied bc it doesn’t capture the full scale of Kai’s cuteness but here u go, I even drew a hand for you. ;3;

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“draw me please ”

Woo here we go, hope you like it! I might have played up the skeleton thing a little much, but if you couldn’t tell by my choice of muse I really like skeletons. 

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Rick Genest

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Gotta draw mizuki-ia and kaichan-ia and I want to draw meto-ia as well so if you don't want it, speak now or forever hold your peace. uwu/

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draw me pls !!!

Send me "Draw me, please!" and I will draw your character.

Finally! Oh my gosh sorry this one took almost an hour again and her name looks weird bc it’s long and ugh, but look at those ears so fluffy

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Draw me pleeeease!

Took almost an hour and it’s so tiny but it’s cute and here you go!

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Send me "Draw me, please!" and I will draw your character.

-If you are a multi-character blog, specify which one when sending the message. -This meme can be done ic or ooc.

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*inserts kissing in the rain meme*

Send me ☂ for my muse to kiss yours in the rain!

Excellent. Rick sighed to himself as he stared up at the grey sky, currently- and quite literally- raining on his parade. The day had been lovely before then. He’d found himself with the energy not only to attend, but stay awake through his classes, and there was also that poor student that had mysteriously ended up fleeing the campus with tears in his eyes. Such a shame Rick would never know the cause. Alas, the gentle yet annoying hiss of rain falling leeft the dark angel with little time to reminisce about the finer points of his day. He would need to find a way to pass the time.

Not ten minutes later had he altogether given up and decided simply to walk through the rain back to his dorm. He had nearly reached the climax of the novel he was currently reading, and nothing would stop him from returning to the comfort of his bed with a hot cup of tea. Nothing save one pink haired woman. Her face was familiar- he remembered meeting her once before, although he’d ignored her more than anything. A quick glance at his wrist showed that he still had plenty of time to enjoy his book, so he opted to stop for a bit of harmless fun.

"Excuse me," he started, offering a smile that bordered on fiendish. "I can’t seem to recall your name, but I’d hardly be able to forget such a distinct face," or that atrociously obnoxious pink hair, he added silently. How he missed the old days when it was commonplace to have hair in such colors that didn’t elicit the desire to gouge one’s eyes out. The dull, grey lights did little to hinder the bright shades of yellow, green, and brown that composed his eyes as he made the effort to appear more charming. It was widely known that women were fond of passionate exchanges in such condiions, and so without delay, he leaned in enough so that he might place a gentlemanly kiss upon her lips. Before long, he had pulled away and offered a slightly more genuine smile to her. "On second thought, I believe I would very much like to keep your name a mystery. Perhaps I shall instead simply call you ‘my lady,’ as few other monikers might befit you so," a short bow in her direction, and he had left as quickly as he had approached her. Now, he could enjoy his novel knowing that he had offered excitement to yet another peer's day.

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☂

Send me a ☂ for my muse to kiss yours in the rain!

It was a rare occasion for Rick to be caught in the rain, particularly when he’d made the effort to check the weather that morning. He’d been wrapped up in other thoughts, however, and found himself at the nearest bar fairly early in the afternoon. Heavy rain began falling around the time the sun began to slink toward the horizon, and that was the dark angel’s cue to take his leave. The only stop on his path was to pick up an umbrella from a convenience store, and he soon found his way back to the Academy. Rick was sure there was a curfew and even though he didn’t particularly care to keep it considering his state, he decided it would be best not to press his luck.

During the seemingly endless trek back to campus, his golden eyes paused on a familiar visage. “Jieun, right?” he called to her with a smile that few might dare to call friendly. She seemed to be caught in the rain for one reason or another, and it so happened that his black, nylon shelter was large enough to safeguard two. “If you’re on your way back to the Academy, might I offer to share my umbrella?” Whether she had hesitated, protested, or immediately agreed, Rick couldn’t remember. The few rainy memories of the excursion he did retain were that of friendly conversation and the occasional pleasant silence between the two filled eagerly by the pitter and patter of falling droplets.

The most prominent- albeit embarrassing- memory he had, was made after they had safely returned to the Terra dormitory, and Rick had insisted upon walking her to the door, despite his dire cravng for a smoke. He found himself almost surprised at how enjoyable the short time they’d spent together was; yet, then again, it could have merely been the alcohol in his system clouding his judgement. Either way, he bid her a good night, leaned in, and placed a short, gentle kiss on her lips. Thinking back, he’d likely overstepped his boundaries and wouldn’t have been surprised if the dull throbbing of his head had been from her punching him in the face the previous night. But, he supposed, it was better to leave such a humiliating encounter in the past. With some luck, perhaps she would forget all about his behaviour and never mention Rick’s actions to anyone. 

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Send me ☂ for my muse to kiss yours in the rain!

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Astrological Asks

Aurora: What is the most beautiful thing that you can think of?

Stars: Who do you think of most?

Bolide: What makes you want to give up?

Comet: Who do you like to be with?

Constellation: Is your family blood related?

Eclipse: Is there someone who you think outshines you?

Equinox: What makes you calm?

Galaxy: Who do you want to be?

Meteor: What makes you feel alive?

Nova: When were you happiest?

Orbit: Is there someone you can't stop thinking about?

Solstice: Do you prefer time with friends or time alone?

Sun Spots: What makes you feel bad about yourself?

Zenith: What makes you feel good about yourself?

Black Hole: Has there ever been a point where you thought nothing would get better?

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Giving & Receiving - Rick & Mina

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Mina began to think that she shouldn’t have waited by the door after knocking. Santa didn’t stick arond after giving the presents. But then again she thought that Rick might just ignore the gift if she didn’t stay to give it to him. She began to get a bit nervous when he called out. Maybe she shouldn’t bother him, but she really did want him to get a gift. Taking a deep breath and standing up just a bit straighter she held the package in front of herself.

"Hello Rick, oh yes, I’m Mina. Ah well i’m not in need of help but wanted to offer this to you." She held out the package with a smile, her dual dimples fully visible. He seemed to be in a good mood. She continued on, "I know my welcome gift wasn’t something you were interested in. I wanted to make up for that. I did some research and talked to some shopkeepers and came up with this gift." Mina genuinely hoped he liked the gift and stood with it extended toward him. 

Instead of the nervousness that was there before she was rather excited to see his facial expression when he opened the gift. She had thought of him while preparing it right down to the skeleton santa wrapping paper. She did hope that she had gotten the gift right and that he would actually enjoy this one. She would be upset with herself if his only gift during this season were something that he didn’t like. As she thought more and more about it the nervousness returned as she watched him intently biting a bit at her bottom lip.

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When he finally noticed the reasonably sized package in her hands, one of his eyebrows quirked upward. She had gotten him a gift? He refocused his attention on her as she explained the offering before he met her reach halfway to take the gift. "I see... It sounds like you went quite far out of your way in order to give this to me, so I suppose I shall accept it, oherwise I may seem rude." It was difficult to fight the smile that threatened to manifest itself, but he managed to keep it in check even after he examined the wrapping paper. The word coming to mind was one scarcely used by the dark angel, but indeed the little skeletons were adorable. 

The box- as it was obviously a box- seemed to be reasonably light, but still sturdy. Obviously its contents were either fragile, rare, or expensive. When he thought about what kind of gift someone might give him, he assumed that the contents would end up being fragile. Perhaps a new mug, or some type of clay or glass art. Then again, did Mina even consider his love of art? Had she even known of his fondness for tea? No, he supposed she didn't. In fact, when Rick considered how little Mina might have known about him, he hadn't the faintest idea what might be inside the box. As long as it wasn't some type of angel, it wouldn't matter all that much anyway. It was likely that he'd thank her and then dispose of it- whatever it was- once she had left. 

After a few short seconds of silence as he attempted to guess what the present's contents might be, he realized that the two had simply been standing outside. "Ah, my roommate seems to be out," again, he added silently, "so would you like to come in for a bit while I open this?" The room wasn't in completely perfect order, but Rick believed the only things out of place were the book on his bed and the empty tea mug he'd left on his nightstand. The thought of his side of the room being seen in anything other than perfect order practically pained him, but he doubted Mina would terribly mind. "I'm afraid that the holidays are far from my favorite thing in the world, so I hadn't thought to arrange for a gift for you. I hope you don't take offense."

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He paid attention to what the other said, taking note mentally of everything nodding as the other spoke, but when the question came he quickly shook his head. “No, sir. It’s just that I was taught to be this way.” He said trying not to drop the volume of his voice and biting his bottom lip.

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"Well, I suppose some might find the greivously shy act 'cute;' however, I find it rather annoying," Honestly, what kind of respectable man made such a show of appearing as if he'd just had his very will sucked away? "Your state of affairs would be pitiable, had I not known that you must be powerful in at least some aspect. If you are a student here at the academy, then you must have some manner of self protection. The next step in becoming a reasonably confident human being is to-- brace yourself-- have confidence. Even if you do have some sort of measly, pathetic form or abilities, you must find a way to use them to your advantage." Rick nodded to himself, although he had never faced such a problem, considering his higher level of talent in many subjects, he was sure. "Even if you wouldn't last a second in a confrontation, backing down is vastly more deplorable than facing defeat."

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Dead on Arrival (Open)

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Eunhyuk turned and looked to the stranger, managing to listen to him for a few moments before he got a text and paying attention to that instead. He zoned back into the strangers conversation when he mentioned his luggage. “Oh thank fuck.” He exclaimed. “You must be the bell hop, it’s about damn time you showed up. Who the fuck do you think you are making me wait around for you.” He says as he shoots the man a dirty look.

"My mother will be hearing about this, just so you know. Also I don’t tip people who lake the skills to be on time." He tells him before pointing to his bags. "Grab those, we’re going to… the Aqua Dormitory, room 1F." He says, feeling snappier then normal. It’s only been like two hours since his last taste and the effects were hitting him quickly. He really needed just a few minutes alone. "Except this one." He says as he quickly picks up his bag. "I’ll carry this one. Now lets go."

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The dark angel stood silent for a long moment, dumbfounded for what must have been the tenth time in his entire existence. Had he just been... ignored? He balled his hands into fists, willing himself not to shake with pure rage as he attempted to offer a polite smile to the ignoramus before him who was lucky to still be drawing breath. "Ah, it seems you are as benighted as you appear to be. Oh my, do forgive me- was that word too advanced for you to comprehend? Shall I simplify my speech for your convenience?" A dark grin quickly found its way to Rick's lips as his skeletal visage took on a sinister appearance. "Me no bellhop," he said, in the slowest, clearest tone he could manage. 

Tattooed hands rolled up his sleeves to reveal more of his tattoos before his arms crossed and he straightened out even further. It seemed that Rick was faced with someone so stupid, he would need education beyond that of the academy's teachers. "Considering I went out of my way to greet you, it would make more sense for you to be kneeling before me. However, considering your pitiable state of stupidity, I shall humor you, peasant, for as long as you manage to avoid further tempting me to end you." Rick lifted the other's bags with incredible ease before following the brash boy. The moment he opened his mouth, Rick was sure he'd be further enticed to kill him, so hopefully he'd learn his lesson and remain silent in thanks for such a generous offer.