¿ ɹəʇuə oʇ əɹɐp ⁽ᵃᵘᵗᵒᵖˡᵃʸ⁾

[ryousa]

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ctherworldly replied to your post “ctherworldly DA BLYAT!! okay… lol. yo everyone. i’m back but…YES YES...”

I FUCKIGN CLIC KED ONT H E LIN K AND I DONT KNOW WHAT I WAS EXPECTING BUT IT WASNT THAT AND IM GO ING TO RIO T

“Fuckin’ loser!”

[seduciius]

ctherworldly

 DA BLYAT!! okay… lol. yo everyone. i’m back but...

YES YES YES YE SYE STE SYE SUE SUR SY ES YS DYS YES YE S!!!!!!!!! YES S FUCK I ME UP!!!!!!! MOM!!!!!!!!! MY GOD

GUESS WHO’S BACK.

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( Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ) — One would be surprised at how well-informed and smart the child was. He knew how to treat guests when they entered his home from watching his Father. He knew that they were to be taken care of completely! He didn’t want his father angry, so he’d lead the way to the living room. Beer bottles were scattered around, and it wasn’t very clean, but it was better than nothing! 

“Papa’s upstairs.” He informed the man. “I think he’s sleepin’ though…” He scrunched up his face in thought, absentmindedly rubbing the bruises on his arms (they were in the shape of fingers). “I know, how ‘bout we have lunch and then wake up Papa!”

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he eyed the youth, trailing in after him into the house. it reeked, alcohol hit the roof of his mouth and it burned his nostrils which flared from distaste. he tried not to let it show, the pungent stench making his eyes burn but he merely trailed into the living room. pausing in his step, he observed the litter and inwardly groaned. he had to knock on the one door that had more than enough issues of their own. he doubted he was going to find any answers here, much less food. he would probably find more luck with the neighbor next door. ❝You know—this is a mistake,❞ he muttered aloud, shifting his gaze onto the child. his eyes once more locking onto the bruises. he didn't like kids but he couldn't keep his eyes off those dark imprints. his attention was torn when he was told about LUNCH. brows lifted, ❝What'dya have for lunch?❞ he could hold out for lunch and then make his leave before the 'old man' woke up.

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                   There was a sensation now, but it was much too faint to even tell what it was nor did it stir him awake. Though when some odd liquid touched his lips - that rose a red flag. It was such a bad day to be a mouth breather due to horrible sinuses. What the actual hell is this taste?! It forced him away and his previous peaceful expression twisted into one of pure horror. Scrambling away, the liquid spilled over onto him and on the bench.                     At least he’s been rudely awaken, though he can’t tell whether he’s flabbergasted or mad now - most likely the former thing. Lorenzo took a moment to assess the situation, blinking and bringing his attention over at the stranger whom he challenged awhile ago. How many minutes ago was that even? "What the fuck was that you tried to force down my throat?! ‘Cause it tastes like ass—- would not recommend!“ For whatever reason, he seemed to be handling this well but that still didn’t satiate his curiosity on the matter whatsoever. "Seriously though - what was that?”

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a burst of laughter erupted from his tiers. the other's reaction was priceless, they had scrambled away from the substance far too quick for him to actually get anything worthwhile down. though the stinging wasabi was certain to last on their lips if the liquid had touched. ❝Ahaha—you've got it all over you!❞ it wasn't the worst he could have done. yet, the other hadn't peeved him nor was Cayn in a terrible mood this evening. the other could consider themselves lucky if they had only known what crawled beneath Cayn's skin. he dropped the bottle, letting the bubbling mixture glug out onto the sidewalk. his laughter died down but his lips still brimmed with amusement. ❝That's one of the few things someone can do to you while you sleep... but I'm not a pervert—or kidnapper. So sleeping in public is an idiotic thing to do especially when you're visible like that. Visible and vulnerable—do you live under a roof or something?❞ he asked that as if it were unusual.

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[seduciius]

[ƸӜƷ]  ❝Where… where did you find me?❞ She didn’t remember anything. Her head hurts.

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❝Find you? I woke up in the same room as you,❞ he retorted, shaking his head as he took a sweeping look of the area they were in. ❝You really don't remember how you got here?❞ waiting for her to awaken had been a waste of time it seemed.

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█ ▌☆  WELCOME TO STARDUST

             Fetishes? Role playing fantasies? What the hell was this guy talking about? And what the hell was a Krolik? Some sort of….frog? At least that’s what the word sounded like to him. Bunny stood there quite shocked by the rudeness. For a few moments at least he was fairly surprised. That didn’t last too long though for that cool, calm and collected vibe that resonated through him began to take over. The rabbit head watched as the controller flew through the sky, once again causing worry to course through their veins. Stepping forwards Bunny grabbed the piece of electronic grasping it in his hands before gently returning it with the console.

            “Ey! You should be more careful! If ya broke it, you’d ‘ave to buy it. Ya wouldn’t want that” This was getting strange. Not very strange, just a little. Enough to peek my interest. I watched the stranger wander off. Part of me wanted to stay planted in the ground and watch the other move into the sunset, and I will never see him again. But i had a stronger side, a more active and excitable side that urged me to move forwards. “I’m not suspicious though! And I have no……fetishes or role-playing agenda. Can’t a guy just wear a bunny head if he wants to?”

[seduciius]

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ sᴇϙᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ▸▹▸ Cain's steps slowed after he had taken several. the exit was within sight now though at a distance yet. he turned his head, craning it to look back at the man in the bunny costume. it was only his head which he concealed and it was still a wonder why anyone in the shop hadn't told him to take it off—it was suspicious and undoubtedly had people turning their heads once or twice to observe. he wouldn't be surprised if there were ten cameras all aimed at the other. ❝You are suspicious—do you see anyone else walking around with a big ass animal head on their shoulders? I don't think so... you're at the wrong place to be wearing that shit. I believe you mean to be at a fair, festival, or con—if you're not looking to roleplay.❞ he rattled off the many thoughts that came to mind. he hadn't a single care for how insensitive he was being, he was telling the truth and straightforwardly. perhaps if the other had the costume off, he might feel a little less assertive since reading his expression was entirely out of question when it remained frozen as the animal head's.

[seduciius]

iithxs

 DA BLYAT!! okay… lol. yo everyone. i’m back but...

wELCOME BACK ITTSY <3

DA BLYAT!! THANK!!! ahhh i’m so happy to be over here it’s got this sense of nostalgia tbh. nostalgic... douchebagness. cannot wait. LOL! but yeh! i’ll be infrequently over here when i want to rp the jackass. 8)))

[monochromenosekai]

[seduciius]

waningxmoon

 DA BLYAT!! okay… lol. yo everyone. i’m back but...

( do what you need to do dear! I will follow your salty butt anywhere. :‘3 )

DA BLYAT!! AHH thANK you are a trEASURE!! <333 i will follow you everywhere, too!!

[deep-sexts]

[seduciius]

Misleading Routes | Closed RP

[lacedmagic]

   ⊰—❋—⊱     Her hands crossed across her chest as her gaze               became lidded at the response in her remark for the sin-               gular word. Everyone had a home, it was just a simple               matter of what and where they consider their home to be.               If they think they do not have one, then they do not, but they               would become a mere wandering soul without a place to               belong. Humans… all of them are the same in eventually               wanting a place where they could call home and this man               was no different, whether or not he was aware of it is a               question for him to discover.

                        ❝No, I have not,❞ she said honestly. Azalea shifted               her body weight onto one foot more than the other so that               one hand rested on one hip with the other hanging down by               her side. Inexpressive emeralds merely returned his long               look of observation to catch any subtle changes in her               countenance. He would find none except for the faint gleam               of something old and powerful.

                        Noting the folding of the paper as he asked for her name,               a fair brow lifted in question. At least he seemed smart enough               to understand that she was no mere mortal. It was not her inten-               tion to try and stand out from the rest of the crowd, but she al-               ready was aware of the attraction and the allure the human race               as a whole had toward her. That, however, was something she               could not change unless she hid herself.

                        ❝Azalea… Azalea Evelynn, stranger,❞ she replied with               a slow blink. With the way she responded, it was almost as if               she had smirked, but there was not a trace of it moving those               pink lips of hers. ❝It’s located in the Lost City, the Lost City               of Psathíon. Still, will you go to a city far and away from               the rest of the world of which the likes of mankind has               never known?❞ 

                        And it was as if she almost smiled,                                   just like a Cheshire cat.

[seduciius]

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ sᴇϙᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ▸▹▸ a partial laugh escaped him, bordering a scoff but he held his own. the way she had called him stranger had caused him to gain an edge. they were strangers and there was no saying who this lady was aside from her name. whether she truly wanted to help him or if she was luring him into a trap of something that was outside of his current knowledge. lending a hand to some stranger was a rare feat in itself and practically unheard of. but it was all he had for a lead at the moment. it was a take or leave it situation. being the fighter he was, he would take the risk without question unless if his instinct rose too high for him to ignore. ❝You'd be shocked—but this place,❞ he jerked his head to the side and although he didn't like to admit it, he would for the sake of pride, ❝I haven't lived here my entire life. I know about it—but when you say 'mankind' it kinda excludes someone like me. So what's ya going to keep trying to scare me or are you going finally show me where this city is?❞ he's traveled far places before. the term 'far' was not hardly in his vocabulary. as nothing was too far or too great for him to take on—nothing as of yet. he crossed his arms, mirroring her posture as though to taunt the woman who held her head high. eagerness to begin their journey was thriving in his veins. anything to get him closer to where he once was would never be denied. however, there was a sliver of curiosity about just how FAR this place truly resided. if it happened to somehow be further than his destination that lay someplace beyond the horizon, into the void, then he couldn't determine how it could possibly help him. rather it would seem like a misdirection and detour from where he needed to be.

[acursedquirk]

seduciius

      At the sight of the darkly dressed, Royal (the fourty inch hybrid) began to hiss. The noise came from the child’s throat, and it echoed throughout the empty park. This area had been claimed by the child, and when someone stepped into his territory, you can bet he’d attack. Of course his ‘ attack ‘ came by hiding in the bushes and hissing.

[seduciius]

typically, Cayn would have continued walking along, cats never being a favorable species of his. animals overall never seemingly got along with him—this went to prove his point. as if frustrated by the mere fact he was being hissed at across the way for merely passing through, he crouched for the nearest stone and pelted it in the direction of the thrush hoping to silence the noisemaker.

[flouxish-blog]

[❀]—;                                          ray still keeps a                                  palm attached to his arm, only to keep her balance as                                   she struggles to keep up with cain’s pace. surely, like                                   this, she’d crumble under the subtle pressure, and spill                                   everything. might as well speak now. as her cheeks flush                                   thoroughly with blood, she’d bury her features into the                                   flesh of his arm to hide the embarrassment. a quick                                   glance darts towards down there before she opens her                                                    mouth. is he going to laugh at her?

                                                     ❝ i-i… i-i just…                                                   c-can’t forget t-that you were d-doing                                              t-that– a..and i s-saw i-it. i s-saw it and                                                        i c-can’t f-forget… c-can’t… ❞

[seduciius]

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ sᴇϙᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ▸▹▸ he shouldn't have smiled but he couldn't contain it when he heard what she had to say. the laughter was suppressed, though his head dipped to the side and his free hand briefly rubbed over pursed lips to assist him in regaining composure. playful eyes danced in the light of the sun, this would be any man's dream come true—getting a girl to never forget about their treasured organ. lips faltered, as he tried to speak, but he soon got a grasp on maintaining a subtle aura. ❝You don't see a lot a dicks, do you? Or is it 'cause of what I was doing—don't tell me you never play with yourself,❞ curiosity ebbed into his voice as he pried at his friend's possible secrets.

[vardii]

.:Buried Between Books:. {seduciius | Cain}

[vardii]

Owlie had noticed the other had stopped, blinking up at the taller male in wonder, before he pretty much headbutted the other’s hand once again, trying to get the other to pay attention to him, come onnn, it was nice! Don’t leave the poor owl hanging!

On the other hand, Anton had glanced back at the male, slightly surprised at the remark that Cain had given him regarding his clothing. Moonstones looked down at the blue cloth that so loosely clung to his tiny frame, tugging on it slightly before decided to look up to the other.

                            ❝These are my hospital clothes.❞

The way he said it had been so casual, almost like it was normal for him. With a gentle groan, the boy pushed himself off the stool he had previously resided him and stepped around the counter, taking a gentle hold of the boys wrist and motioned the other to follow him.

   ❝I’m a regular patient at my local hospital,       so they just let me keep the clothing, it’s

                                  also really comfy.❞

The boy had turned around, walking towards the back of the book store, how big was this book store anyway?? It had seemed tiny at first, but after a bunch of sections, this place was getting to be rather big- Owlie suddenly landed on Cain’s shoulder, happily getting comfortable against the other as Anton once again spoke out.

   ❝By the way, we’re going upstairs to get       you and I changed, the faster we do this,       the faster we can go to Japan. Also the       reason why you can’t wear the suit is…       well…❞

Anton looked up to the ceiling, not really sure how to express what he wanted to say….hmmmm…

   ❝You’ll probably regarded as a bad person?❞

Smooth.    

[seduciius]

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ sᴇϙᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ▸▹▸ a grin briefly revealed itself when the owl insisted upon being pet again. the reaction was priceless but he kept his amusement bottled to a mere expression. he resumed his strokes willingly, hand gliding down along the feathered backside before lifting his gaze back to Anton. he had missed the shopkeeper viewing his own clothes, only now seeing the cloth somewhat stretched from slender fingers. those pair of eyes held Cain's, however, disallowing him from observing the scene further. and his jaw dropped. the mention throwing him off to the point where he froze, this time without meaning to, Owlie would have to urge him to return his attention to the pets. ❝Why would you steal--❞ he started, puzzlement gathering on his countenance. his wrist easily taken in the other male's grip and he followed his lead without resistance. he was answered swiftly and his shocked expression sunk away. stomach churned at the thought and his abrupt mistake. his line of sight shifted to the side, away from Anton. ❝Could'a said that earlier,❞ he blurted as though blaming the other for his faults but a sigh soon elicited passed his tiers. a sigh of defeat. the subtlest of grins turned up when Owlie joined him on his shoulder and his free hand lifted, digits gently scratching right beneath his chin. ❝What--?!❞ focus torn again and the rare silence he wore for a mere few seconds had disintegrated. ❝How would I be disregarded as bad?! I'm practically saving their asses in this suit! Bunch of lowlives—if they're going to judge me by a cover... plus, I think these colors are fucking amazing,❞ he rambled, though he knew it was pointless. if Anton had visited Earth enough, he was going to have to trust his word about how most minds thought on the land of life.

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I Can Do Better | Closed RP

[crownlessxking-deactivated20150]

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                   It been many months since the male went out, asked anyone to hang out with him either especially since ridding of old company that caused him issues. Which it was nice to break out his nicer clothes thought it consisted of mostly a nicer shirt paired with brand new pants he got recently. Today was a good excuse to break them in. His thoughts hadn’t went elsewhere aside from how he’s enjoying the weather without much issue to his health, allergies and all.

                   Now, regarding the stranger’s words, he clicked his tongue and chuckled in amusement. "It’s been awhile since I done so but it was common practice - not that you seem to be complaining though.“ Especially since he was being teased on the matter, no problem though. "I can count the number of friends I got on one hand, though none like to go with me to places like this. I used to have friends that did but they’re all cunts, I don’t need ‘em." It was true, who needed someone who was going to ridicule his life choices and his lack of sex life - all he wanted was to go out and have fun, not weighed down by their opinions.

[seduciius]

                                         there came a lift

to his shoulders and he held that pose for a moment before letting them fall again. ❝Not everyday someone asks you to dance when you're not even in a bar—couldn't pass that up,❞ there was a thought, ❝unless you have an ulterior motive but you don't seem the type.❞ perhaps he was doubting his company, underestimating when he should always expect the unexpected. overconfidence buried his caution and he continued to stride in step with the other. ❝I'm not surprised,❞ the other didn't strike him as to have plenty friends. it was either have many friends but none too close, many but only a few that were true, a handful that could be held close, or none. Cayn suited the latter category. far too focused on his goals to pause and appreciate the people around him. this was a rare feat that he accepted such a random request but a challenge was not something he would turn away. not when he had 'Fighter' blood running through his veins. ❝So how far is this place?❞  they seemed to be walking a few blocks now.

[seduciius]

Utterly Deplorable | Closed RP

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                                        He didn’t know why he was expecting 

any different from the other.After all, if he was able to threaten him with a knife to his throat, then he could probably easily steal a map. Of course, this didn’t go unnoticed from the cashier who soon rushed from behind the counter toward the two males. Keisuke started running again. Damn, would he end up the day like it begun? Running away from some punk trying to beat him up? He doesn’t know why either, but he instinctively followed behind Cayn as he ran away, even if he could have just run in the opposite direction.

A few minutes later, he gripped at the other’s shoulder and forced him around. They were out of the merchant’s sight anyway, Keisuke just had to remember not to go there ever again.

“Why did you do that! We could have gone to another shop! God damn it now I can’t even go buy milk there because of you!’’

[seduciius]

                                             two steps into

the thievery he was about to commit and the cashier was hollering in their direction. he didn't spare a second to glance over his shoulder. he bolted forward with the map in hand. it couldn't be THAT precious to some man behind a counter, counting money. they had far better use for it—or at least he did. for the time, they wove the streets until the man was well out of sight and hearing range. they had been lucky that the police weren't called upon them, the shopkeeper had left their phone on a shelf beneath the counter in the rush of pursuing the thief. a hand caught Cayn, slowing him down to a halt. the adrenaline had his eyes lit up, flickering with excitement when he turned to face the stranger. to his disappointment, it didn't seem that the stranger was on the same page as he was. a roll of his deep blues persisted, ❝Oh c'mon, it was fun as fuck! Did you see him stumbling over all his shit?! And who gets milk from one of those run down shops anyhow? It's probably all curdled by the time you get it home,❞ he waved off the other one's distress while he unfolded the map. ❝Alright, so where are we and where's the nearest mechanical shop?❞ he spoke aloud, expecting the other to figure out the details though he was capable—he just preferred action over roving over anything that involved navigation or thought.