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[sacerem-blog]

casual conversation about sea mammal genitalia

[seichiinara-abandoned-deactivat]

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[sirrenne]

ｈｏｌｄ  ｙｏｕｒ  ｈｅａｄ  ｕｐ， ｈｏｌｄ  ｙｏｕｒ ｈｅａｒｔ ｕｐ

                                                      ｔｏ  ｋｅｅｐ  ｙｏｕ  ａｂｏｖｅ ｔｈｅ ｗａｔｅｒ

ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ғᴏʀ ʀᴇʟᴇʏ ʟᴏ, ᴀ ᴍᴏɢᴇᴋᴏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ

6 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ (2+ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ)

sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ, ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏɴ-ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟs

ʟᴀʀɢᴇʟʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ

ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs, ᴇᴛᴄ.

ᴀʟʟ ᴋɪɴᴅs ᴏғ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ sᴛʏʟᴇs ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ

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[sacerem-blog]

kemia lies sadly beneath a pile of failed motivation

[sacerem-blog]

semi-hiatus!!

only a teeny tiny one really

band camp is surprisingly tiring?? who would've guessed. but it's causing my ability to write to suffer a lot bc i'm constantly sunburned and tired all the time so.

i'm still gonna post!! i only say semi-hiatus since i may go a few days at a time without activity for the next few weeks. i'd appreciate if you'd be patient with me!! thanks!!

[gyrfalchion-deactivated20180702]

I have no words other than the fact that this is poo and I drew it in like ten minutes

[unmeinofuheikoohime]

And I watched                                          As they paid the price                                                                                         For my weakness And I swore                                          That I’ll      N E V E R                                                                                         Be weak again

[yosafired]

The faint trickle of moonlight serves its purpose, enough of Wodahs’s features revealed to allow Yosafire to know the intruder’s identity. It comes as a shock to her, each fiber screaming for her to cry out for help. In a dire situation, her mind scatters itself, rational thoughts fleeing out the window and leaving the demon with a pounding heart and restricted breathing. The flash of light from the metal of the knife barely catches her sight, a fleeting wish for her glasses passing without another thought.

Weapons should never have been brought into this world.

This calm, wishing, peaceful world.

War is not apart of her being. The suffering, cruelty, hardships… all was left behind when the old world was left in a state of desolation prior to Etihw reviving it. Negative emotions were left in the dust for a girl that only exists in a different form from a time lost to the present day demon.

Her voice breaks, the first syllable cracking before anything else slips out. The demon’s tone is soft, wavering, and entirely uncharacteristic of the flower lover.

It’s pitiful, really. 

"I-If you were sorry, you w-wouldn’t be doing this, Wodahs!”

[sacerem-blog]

He'd lurch if it were in his nature, be taken aback or think his actions through.

But, in a time, yes, unbeknownst to the young demon-- let's say, the kindling of a former flame-- he'd learned that hesitance is most certainly a fault, unbecoming of holy authority. So, if he knew how, he'd reconsider. But now, his duties as a missionary were revealed, steel irises laced like hands around her neck.

He could gaze into her eyes all that either of them wanted, but now he could not see the dear one to have saved them from their fates the same as he ever had previously. Some memory, dormant, awoken idly from hibernation during some mundane daily task, morphed her countenance into something far more menacing, murderous and calculated under the pale moonlight. And from past experiences, Wodahs was stained perfectly by every memory that graced him.

                                                                     He never forgets.

                                                             And that is precisely what makes him terrifying.

❝ ... Perhaps I am obligated to apologize. You yourself have done nothing wrong. You've done more for this world than could be asked of anyone. And for that... I am sorry. ❞

And the heavy breath that graces his lungs in preparation is a broken crystal ball, shards scattering and piercing his viscera before he can react. Was this the right course of action, truly?

                                                         ... Right. Action above appeal.

But beyond his power, his innards tergiversate and cry in protest, a pain deep within old hollows preaching in a shock to the senses of his past record with moral good.  The blade rises to lash, and yet stops in the air as she pleads his name. She was a mere girl.

                                                But how many girls have you killed before?

                                                               What's different now?

[sacerem-blog]

⌘

Send me a ⌘ to hear what my muse’s last words to yours would be.

What lay here was believed to have once been one of God’s children. Yes, as much was evident.

And yet, could as much still be said of the body that rested here?

Mortal wounds did dress it, to where clothing was unrecognizable, lest it be known of a color other than the red it was cloaked in now.

Was it not natural? An impetuous disposition, forced upon him. He’d assumed it was forced upon him, at least. To dive headfirst into the pits of Hell without possibly considering that he was capable of death.

As all was. Yet even now, the last worry upon his mind is that his death is near. Beyond the cold that was grasping like the harshest winters at his bones, the unconscious trembling of his lips gone soft, and even the sudden frailty of his voice, he worries about his God and parent, leaning over his body with eyes beyond words and even desperation. Simply… an abysmal sadness.

❝ You and I… Know this world’s hardships better than any others. So, please. Protect this world… And my brother. ❞

❝ That’s much to ask, but I’m certain… That you two… Are the most powerful of combinations…  ❞

His hand, hardly able to hold its own weight, reaches to caress the cheek of the figure closest to a mother he’d ever known.  And in the next moment, it falls, and no longer does it move.

[inboxmemethings-deactivated2015]

Send me a ⌘ to hear what my muse's last words to yours would be.

[vindxctis]

( source image here )

Intro

With this account plus my Odea account, I have over 600 followers. But I felt it fair that I keep my follow forever posts separate, and only do them on this blog considering it’s my first Mogeko blog, and therefore holds special memories. 

As I write this, I’m two thirds complete with my summer work, my biggest projects about to be tackled on soon. I would gladly take time to make this follow forever, though. Especially considering that since school will start for nearly everyone soon, I want as many people as possible to see this post before it’s too late.

Thank you, all of you. So much. It makes me ecstatic to know that not only such great roleplayers exist in the web, but that such great people exist in the world. I feel so lucky to have known as many of you as I have, and no doubt you all have left lasting impressions on me. 

I’m sorry if you are not on this list in any way. Do not believe that you are any less than someone I mentioned, because you are all great!

Without further ado, I start listing the names. They are categorized, but not alphabetized. Nor are any of these urls are supposed to be higher over another—I do not believe I can rank such wonderful people over another! Additionally, for those of you that have more than one account I simply picked the one you seemed to be active on the most, or a random one if all accounts have equal activity.

The Meme Team

For those that I’ve either wished to roleplay with, or have roleplayed with already but would like to know better, ooc-wise.

Nevertheless, everyone on this list is purely amazing.

anorcaonastroll | unicorn-demon | lxvenderpresident | blxckfish | zabulus | caeruleum | peradace | yukiisada | redseairises | azure-dreameater | aka-kamome | trashshark | lobcofry | shyxdevil | addilyray | killerdolphinsshow | hxller | xlder | fatalfacade | ivlisi | sissywhitewolf

The Bae Squad

For those that I’ve either had great threads with, or have spoken too oocly and I consider us friends. 

Can also be those I admire, my upperclassmen, my inspirations…! Just like the last group, I think everyone mentioned is worth following.

sailxrbird | grxra | dixble | smokinghotgod | kcinatas | hotheadedflame | xadistic | yosafired | lingyax | whitedivine | syncopationtempest | rawbxrry | rhythmreligious | nautilidia | shxchi | presveltis | shxrogane | inersdexs | moonlightseashine | blxxdrxdsxa

The Ninja Clan

These special people will have their own special mentions.

I’ve never had to do this, usually, but I put it upon myself to acknowledge some absolutely fantastic people, that I’ve come to know and love equally, as if we were friends in real life. 

I love you guys. 

K: (riixn) We’ve known each other since the beginning, I think. You were one of the first blogs I have ever followed, one of the earlier people I’ve ever roleplayed with. Through BGO, threads, ooc shenanigans, I’ve come to really adore you as a person and rper, and feel incredibly lucky that I know you the way you do. Your kindness, humor, and creativity really makes me smile, and inspires me like you wouldn’t believe! Thank you for everything, Kaye. 

Xeno: (vicxrs) If at first you don’t like someone, talk to them a second time! Haha, since we first met my opinion of you has skyrocketed. I regret those older times in which I didn’t quite like you, but now I love you because you’re one of my closest friends here. Through crack and angst alike we stand strong! You always bring a smile to my face, and I’m so glad to have met you.

Moe: (chisaichi) You were the very first person I’ve ever roleplayed with on this side of the mogeko fandom, so you obviously hold a special place in my heart. There wasn’t a moment that I wasn’t happy to see you online, a moment that I didn’t cherish roleplaying with you, or talking to you out of character. I love you, and thank you for all you’ve done. 

Kemia: (sacerem) The moment I saw your blog, I knew you were quality. And when we talked I found out you were super amazing! You have the best sense of humor, seriously, and you (among many others) should be dubiously named ‘Ruler of Angst’. All of your writing is golden, and your thoughts and personality are even more so. I’m so glad we met, seriously. Thank you for everything.

Lily: (mxfuyu) Since the very beginning on Dolphi, I’ve enjoyed our threads! All of them, and you’re such a kind person. I feel really attached, and although I haven’t struck a convo with you in a while, you really truly deserve to be mentioned here. I love you lots, thanks for all the wonderful things you do.

Kaleido: (poisonouscentipede) Our interactions are golden; all of them. Everything you do makes me happy, and I feel so happy to have known you the way I do. I love you, got it? My heart goes out to you, and all the wonderful things you’ve done. I’m so grateful to have met you, and not a moment passes that I regret talking to you, or rping with you. Thanks for everything.

(new-decisions): Hofuru-mun! You’re fantastically kind, your insight and comments are simply wonderful and hilarious, and I really am grateful that you’re here! I think very highly of you, and I love you to bits! Thank you for everything you’ve done, for all the moments we’ve talked, for all of your insight. I truly appreciate it.

Alli: (fabrxcate) Jeez, where do I start with you, huh? Aha, you seriously make me laugh. Hard. Your sense of humor, your rp style, your personality altogether—you’re so fun and pleasing to talk to, and I’m glad we’ve bonded over our angsty characters together. But you’ve pulled me out of the dumps on multiple occasions, and just seeing your username makes me smile. Thank you for everything, Alli. I love you!

Closing

That’s it, I think. I’m super forgetful, so I apologize before hand if I forget someone important. I love all of you, and I’m sorry for all the…repetitive things I’ve said. Simple thank you’s and i love you’s can’t express everything, but I did my best to show my eternal gratitude!

Also I…probably messed up with all the linking. Again, sorry! This was kinda rushed as far as I’m concerned, so apologies.

Again, I know it’s repetitive, but thank you. Seriously, this rp community has given so much to me in terms of its members. I hope we can have a great time together, as always! I couldn’t wait until hiatus ended to post this, but I suppose it’s a good time to end this post and get back to what I was doing.

Stay sweet, sweeties!

[sacerem-blog]

◉ ( REVENGE )

Though only a singular gunmetal optic finds the darkness, there is indeed a flash of two eyelids, in a synchronized upbeat motion. A hollow that served as a looking glass into the angel’s fractured skull greeted the younger that sat atop him, weapon held in fatal vicinity of his flesh.

What brought this about?  A question he never bothered to ask anymore, as the answer nearly always rang the same. You’ve failed again, haven’t you?

And so he does not speak out against her position, nor does her struggle; this was Yosafire. The demon who had participated in a chief role towards this world’s safety as well as his kin. Surely, if he had wronged her, she would explain, and this was some elaborate ploy to force listening ears.

If not, then with certainty, this would be his dying day.

[roleplayaskmemes]

Send a ◉ for my muses reaction to yours sneaking into their bedroom and putting a knife to their throat.

-Submitted by anonymous

[yosafired]

◉ woops?? ?

     No. 

     This has to be some kind of sick nightmare, right? Wodahs wasn’t actually standing over her bed, a blade resting dangerously close to her neck, right? He would never do such a thing, right?! This isn’t Wodahs, it can’t be him—!!

     Nothing escapes her lips, the trail of tears enough of a reaction. Terror sticks to her, little panicked puffs caught in her throat.

[sacerem-blog]

Little luminescence could have anything to add to this room, but in his mind he knows the moon is surely enough for the frightened demon to make out his features, and the glint of the blade pressed beneath his palm. His face reveals nothing, as it never would again. But upon this certain eve, concealed was a resolve that could not be surpassed by anything that stood within this world at current.

This divine, fragile, fickle world.

A world once rife with avarice, abhorrence, and carnality. One that was now rife with uncertainty, heralding only a grotesque, horrid reminiscence that stung to the very core of existence here.

Yes, yes, the angel remembered. He who was once this aromatic, peace-loving creature. He who inflicted suffering along with the rest. He remembered.

Unconsciously, with the knowledge that their sovereigns could with ease recall such bitter tastes, he acted. Not the head angel. He, the archangel Wodahs.

And though his moral good, interred within the deepest chambers of conscience, doth force a hand to quiver, the stone of his face chisels none.

❝ … I apologize. You…  are a liability. ❞

[sacerem-blog]

please be my bae mr. head angel-senpai-kun ≖‿≖

[sacerem-blog]

what do you mean 'yikes'

[zabulus]

     The idea of his brother standing with the opposition never ceases to make his stomach roil. It’s revolting, every fiber of his being dragging him further and further into the idea of ripping his throat out without hesitation.

            Damned familial bonds, however, resist and press back.                    Fighting two wars at once will be his downfall.

     Memories of times where they had enjoyed each other’s presence pass by at an agonizingly slow pace, blackened eyes frozen on Wodahs.

            Those bonds will not hold him back from tearing                      into the angel if it becomes necessary. 

     War changes angels and demons alike, no common citizen safe from its wrath. It’s a wave of death that shrouds the landscape, flickering light only finding a way in when one side claims a small victory.The idea of ‘cordiality’, even between comrades, is a notion the Devil refuses to put any thought into.

      “Brother,” hedrawls, lips turning up in a grin full of malicious intent. "relaying information that is common knowledge only makes you sound like a fool."

[sacerem-blog]

Ah. Right, of course, this was different. This is not the Kcalb he'd known of the past, nor the one whom he would come to know in his future. The present opposed its title in wholehearted cruelty, leaving Wodahs to strategize and size himself against his sibling who undoubtedly would love nothing more than an opportunity to render flesh from bone for mutiny's sake.

Almost as if fathered for war. Made to process conflict and only it. Not to find compromise, but a solution that cannot be defied or overturned. To serve one, and only one, and keep covert emotion.

And given this pressure his mortal bones bore only from this philosophy, there was no time to acknowledge the misery of the situation.

                                                 Brother.

No reaction. Rather, within the palm of his glove, there emits a corsucation, extending beyond his height and into a multitude of razor-esque diamonds. The weapon remains idle, a defense mechanism should his opposite decide to act on his nature.

❝ ... Then if you are aware, you come with certain intentions. ❞ And his eyes contort further into daggers that would pierce the flesh of any nonentity it should come by.

❝ Know I've no qualms with ending this here should you refuse to turn back. ❞

And that was the extent of an angel's clemency.