flames & depths

Indie & Selective

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when a character is transforming into a terrifying monster and you can hear their voice becoming more growly and inhuman 👌👌👌👍👍💯💯

[scurvyborn-blog]

               digits gripped around the girls arm taking her deeper down the shoreline into nearby forest. hands swiftly moved up her arm, resting ontop of her shoulder before pushing her down onto a patch of grass. he knew time was running out & that his men would soon find where she was. he lowered himself down so that he could explain what was happening. ' now, you see me men are trying to capture you for their own selfish needs. however, since you pose no threat nor of any personal value to myself. ill help you escape this situation ' & @rosewed

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bvllettime:

gangplank( scurvyborn )

               A LOUD BANG HEARD FROM HER QUARTERS  ———  she shot right past the man who dares mock her . sarah’s doing all she can to make sure any signs of weakness are not being shown as it was too much on the captain . his face , his voice , his presence … it was as if she’s re-imagining herself as a young girl again and all she can do is cower in fear . of course , she has long since grown from that . sarah was able to take down gangplank once ; there should be no reason why she wouldn’t want to take him down for good this time .

               setting her arm down from pulling the trigger on awe , sarah composed herself for a little before rolling her eyes at his words . why on earth would she want to hear a story she witnessed with her own eyes ? a total waste of her time .

                    ❛    there’s no need to do that . i got the message when i witnessed it on with my eyes . go waste your breath on someone else .    ❜

               ' why waste me breath when I could shut yer windpipe with my bare hands & waste yours ? 

             he’d missed the loud ring that freshly fired bullets left in his ear, along with the sweet smell of gunpowder. shoulder crashing against the door frame of her quarters while eyes locked with hers. he knew exactly what was happening & quite frankly there was nothing sweeter then pulling the weak side out of a now composed sarah fortune and bringing her crashing back down to the coward she once was as a child.

              eyebrows raised at the other realising the warning shot that had been fired out of awe, ‘ two can play at that game lass. ‘ digits curled around the base of his pistol before pulling it out and sending a bullet through the now ancient bottle of whiskey on her table. ‘ I suppose you wont be needing that will you now. ‘

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alasfuror:

PIRATE.

            a scowl pulled lips downward as arms folded. she would know that voice anywhere, no matter how many years had passed. a cold glance up and down him said he’d seen better days. just another reminder that humans came and went as the sun rose and fell. another reminder that she, with the dragon blood in her veins, could and would live for centuries. her eyes narrowed, crinkling the fresh scar that glanced off her temple, narrowly missing her eye. shyvana squared her shoulders as she entered the foyer of her stone house. “ i thought you were dead. ”

             ' dead men tell no tales & if I have stories to tell ye, then im definitely not dead. ' it'd been many years since he'd left on the voyage, many crew had passed & the ship had seen better days. he couldnt quite put his finger on it but something was off, something had changed in the atmosphere. stomach began to knot as eyes shifted side to side, he could feel a change in the power of the town. he’d been gone far too long and a new underground business had reared its monstrous head once more. digits curled around his cutlass before plunging it into the desk, eyes darted up to shyvanas before letting out a sharp & deep tone ‘ what happened while I was GONE ‘

[scurvyborn-blog]

" back again, captain? " the grand general lets her legs slide off the desk, rising promptly to her feet before she strides over. a hand rests on his shoulder, and she shoots a faint, wry smirk. " do you bring me good news? "

            ' good news? I bring ye more then good news. ' a smirk was placed across his face before lifting up a hefty sack of coins along with a much more smaller sack. ‘ now you see, there is about one million dollars worth of coins in the sack on the right & the head of the man you sent me to kill many months ago on the right. consider this, a gift from me to you general. ‘

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Getting to know you Questions for the Mun!

🎂- When's your birthday?

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦- What's your family like?

🐶- Favorite animal?

🔶- Favorite color(s)?

🎥- Favorite movie?

📺- Favorite TV show?

🎞- Favorite cartoon/anime?

🍔- Favorite food?

🍦- Favorite ice cream flavor?

🍭- Favorite candy?

🍸- Do you drink?

👣- What do you like to do in your spare time?

⚽️- Do you like any sports?

🎮- Favorite video game(s)?

⛪️- Are you religious?

⌛️- Last thing you did before logging in?

🎈- Share a childhood memory!

🛍- What was the last purchase you made for?

💸- If you had a billion dollars and could only spend it, what would you buy first?

🖌- Are you artsy?

❤️- How would you describe yourself?

💛- How do other people describe you?

⭕️- Favorite Pokemon?

💠- what is the Most expensive thing you own?

⚜- What is the most precious thing you own?

🐻- Do you have any stuffed animals?

🐝- Favorite season?

🐋- share a Weird/funny story?

[scurvyborn-blog]

                  sharp blades pierced the wood that the creature stood in front of, instinct ran through his mind & every word that was screamed told him to gut a smile upon her face. and yet, he couldn't find the courage or nerve to kill her. there was no gain in it, no pleasure in killing someone who didn't bare a prize for him. ‘ now, you look like someone whose been chasing something. something thats in yer sights but out of yer reach. name yer price & yer item of choosing and ill bring it back for you. as long as theres something far more valuable in return. ‘ & @foxkissed

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                       I DON‘T WANNA WAKE IT UP                                     THE DEVIL IN ME. (x)

[scurvyborn-blog]

eciled:

 die, perhaps?

' you looked hungry so I threw an orange at yer face '

[scurvyborn-blog]

throws an orange at yer face @eciled

[scurvyborn-blog]

            digits hoisted the burlap sack across his shoulder before making his way into town knowing a certain dragon called this town home. hearts began to beat against ribcages as his footsteps echoed throughout the street. he didn't quite know how the dragon would react since many years had past since he’d laid eyes on her. a deep breath filled his nostrils before pushing the door open and exhaling. the sack fell to the ground which worked as a bribe considering it was full to the brim of dismembered body parts ‘ honey. im home. ‘ & @alasfuror

[herbounty]

             DIGITS CURLED INTO A FIST  ———  the face of the man who destroyed everything she loved stood before her with a grin on his face . everything about him was revolting , and she swore that she’d take the ‘ crown ‘ away from him one day … soon , all shall know Sarah Fortune as the woman that truly took down Gangplank . he knew from the moment he approached , that murderous vibe he portrayed when she was younger lingered . maintaining her feelings , sarah had to prevent herself from lashing out and making a fool of herself in front of her crew . arms quickly folded over her midsection as her weight had been shifted to her left side .

             a scoff is what she gives him to give off this calm and collective vibe . it’s obvious to see that he’s only here to waste her time , so unless he’s going to give himself up (  which she knows he won’t  ) she’ll just have to show him the way out .

                    ❛    please , kindly , piss off . if you’re here to kill me , do it . otherwise , leave .    ❜

@scurvyborn // starter.

[scurvyborn-blog]

                the scent of sulphur still lingering in his nostrils, lips curled into a smirk as his footsteps echoed throughout her quarters. it’d been many months since he’d laid eyes on the scattered pieces of paper that littered the floor to the dimly lit candle that sat upon her desk giving her the last glimmer of hope she’d be able to grasp at. there was nothing more soothing then the sound of her crew go completely silent with just a simple glimpse of the man who kill their captains parents.

                   it was amusing to see her hold back the undying rage that was building up inside her, all that was left to was unleash the rage and let her become who she was so frightened to become. digits curled around his cutlass before stabbing in into the piece of paper she was currently looking at.

            ‘ if I wanted to kill you, I wouldve done it along time ago. Besides, im here to tell you the tale about how I gutted yer mother & father when you were just a wee lass. ‘

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[scurvyborn-blog]

lowkey revival starter call

[scurvyborn-blog]

                    fool me ONCE shame on me, fool me TWICE then it be down to the depths with you and yer land loving self for the rest of ETERNITY.  Just dont be spillin yer blood over me BELOVED oranges or that be getting you a one way TICKET to the krackens den.

                    Indie & Selective Gangplank. Painstakingly written by teddy