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@shadowsthrall
Sorry for the lack of activity here! I can’t promise it will pick up until I can deal with personal issues. All my muse is for Jote, in truth. ✨ But I did have a situation where my muse/desire for roleplay was dying completely due to a situation™️ but it’s been dealt with. I am in my healing era. 🥰
I'll see what I can do tomorrow. <3 I haven't forgotten anyone. I've been busy with my studies.
‘there’s something you’re not telling me.’
He is a beast, revered and feared all the same; deception spewed in the name of a loveless god. His love is one that is dark, fascination found in another king; tastes like obsession, tastes like the dread of divinity. There is ash writ in their blood, embeds ready to flare back alive (though, he is still dead, corpse hollowed out by a god).
Barnabas sits across from Somnus, shared chambers silent—no longer a home to hymns of ecstasy, low and vulgar. Rolling hips, teeth horrid in its bite. He is lazy when his words meet ears—it sounds like doubt, among deception. Pliable limbs stretch, muscle clinging to the bone with desperation, and he tuts.
“There are no secrets,” a lie in itself, light on his tongue. He disregards any and all uncertainty, heading for the rope of the abyss. “Merely the truth carved into bone.”
A laugh, feckless and low, all deceptively adoring in its emptiness, gap lessening then closed between them—nails pinching at bare flesh.
“I do not lie.”
‘let me go. I have to—- have to help them. let me go—-‘
Barnabas is many things. Merciful is not one of them. Death and ash are a stench familiar to him, something wicked in the realm that sets itself aflame in ruin. Kanver is no longer free. What is left of the free is the bare bones of liberation’s touch, the rubble of the labour born from his blade.
It is a necessary sacrifice. The Free City grew far too big for their leather boots.
The Akashic are gathering corpses, yearning for slaughter in a rage without reason. It is a fascinating sight to bear witness to, a former will shattered for slumber to embrace. Mythos is strong. Mythos knows his part well, to murder, to weave salvation without thought.
let me go. I have to-- have to help them. let me go--
Joshua is beside him, and he struggles. They watch upon the carnage together, and Barnabas must claw nails into his arm—flesh below cloth; he doubts pain would be a rival to the Phoenix’s sickening will. He curls fingers around a wrist, tightening a grasp—almost threatening to break the ivory bone beneath his touch.
“Hush now, Phoenix,” his words could be soothing. It could be something to calm. But he is Barnabas, and murder and malaise he knows well. “I am afraid your will is weak. Burn me if you must, but do not leave. Mythos requires an audience.”
VISUAL PRISON STARTERS PART 1 Various sentence starters all from songs sung by LOST EDEN from the anime Visual Prison. Feel free to change pronouns as needed! (ex: We to I ). Make sure to specify the muse for multimuses!
“ You want the extraordinary. “ “ Call my name. “ “ Let loose the flames of rebellion. “ Bring it on! “ “ Want me to love you? “ “ The destruction of this world plagued with hypocrisy. “ “ This clown has lost everything, and its crown. “ “ I will gouge out the throats of the holier than thou. “ “ Fools who rule over this fake world. “ “ I want it now. “ “ Let me have it. “ “ We break ourselves away from this curse. “ “ What lies beyond? “ “ We wait inside this prison of time. “ “ We seek out the God of Death for our crime. “ “ We fall apart and laugh. “ “ Is that what you really wanted? “ “ Deny everything. “ “ Within the depths of despair, we search for the lost Eden. “ “ Beauty is everything. “ “ It’s always so awful and so dull. “ “ A tiara of flowers upon a skeleton. “ “ Let us celebrate. “ “ You’re no longer a mere doll. “ “ A grave marker made of stars. “ “ Life continues to dance. “ “ Life continues to dance round and round, and then fall fleetingly. “ “ This is a lonely, mad world. “ “ Everything is so savage and beautiful. “ “ Sweet venom on your lips. “ “ Smile with your pretty words. “ “ We’ll take control. “ “ Kneel before me. “ “ I’ll never forgive you, no matter who you are. “ “ Do you understand? “ “ I will tell you the secret that only I know. “ “ Don’t look back. “ “ Abandon all those prayers that have never been answered. “ “ Embrace this exquisitely ripe jealousy. “ “ Tears fall so beautifully. “ “ Hold me so tightly that it leaves a mark. “ “ Bye to yesterday. “ “ Pride crawling on the ground. “ “ To save you from the pain that haunts your heart. ” “ This is my own personal cry. “ “ The light of our lives will eventually go out. “ “ We swear these vows to each other forever. “ “ These words without deceit are powerful. “ “ Your kindness strangles my heart. “ “ You overwhelm my heart with burning emotions. “ “ This is the prelude that invites you into scarlet darkness. “ “ This moment we are together will eventually be filled with happiness. “ “ I will give my everything to this precious saga. “ “ I’m comfortable with that kind of distance. “ “ I’m going to drown for eternity in these feelings. “ “ I’m ready for the pain I’ve been hiding. “ “ This fury swallows me up. “ “ The more I tremble, the more my thoughts overflow. “
I will be working on things today. Apologies for the silence. My muse for one different to Barney is strong. But... I'm hoping to revive things today. Thank you for your patience.
Watch out ffxvi verse, I'm about to be your ghost. <3
dark rise - c.s pacat sentence starters change tenses/pronouns as needed !! some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying tw : death , murder
‘kill me. (name), please. if you ever felt anything for me.’
‘you’ve never really lived at all.’
‘you think I felt something for you? you’ve forgotten who I am.’
‘you shouldn’t have come back here.’
‘none of us are safe. but I think you know that better than any of us. don’t you?’
‘not all that is written has passed, and not all that has passed is written.’
‘everyone who had ever helped me is dead. I didn’t want that to happen to you.’
‘I couldn’t run from what was part of me. neither can you.’
‘no one knows what you are except you.’
‘it feels familiar to you, doesn’t it? as if you’ve been here before.’
‘you may come to wish you had never sought the truth.’
‘dark times lie ahead. but even in the darkest night, there is a star.’
‘kindness is never a mistake. somewhere in the heart it is always remembered.’
‘outside, the world sleeps like an innocent who is not afraid of the dark. but in here we remember. what has come before will come again.’
‘you’re not ready. but which of us is ready for what life asks us to face?’
‘we don’t choose the moment. the moment comes whether we will it or no, and we must make ourselves ready.’
‘i’m just walking. or isn’t that allowed?’
‘whatever you’re hiding, i’m going to find it out.’
‘even those that think themselves powerless can fight with small acts. kindness. compassion.’
‘when the past is forgotten, then it can return. only those who remember have the chance to stave it off.’
‘the dark is never truly gone; it only waits for the world to forget, so that it may rise again.’
‘will you fight with strength, or compassion? will you kill, or show mercy?’
‘I will watch for you, and you for me, and we will fight the darkness for each other.’
‘there’s something you’re not telling me.’
‘time is short. enjoy these moments of high spirits while you can.’
‘you have a habit of being in places that you don’t belong.’
‘we didn’t have much, but we had each other. we were family.’
‘would you go back to that? to not knowing?’
‘better a lion than a lamb to the slaughter.’
‘you’ve been kind. kinder than I thought. you shouldn’t be part of this.’
‘it’s all right. you’re safe. you’re home.’
‘I thought you’d died. I kept replaying the attack, trying to imagine a way that you’d survived.’
‘the only good thing you ever did was leave. but you were too selfish to stay away.’
‘you’ve got a head full of intrigue. you think there’s a spy behind every curtain and a dagger in every sleeve.’
‘they think that I’ve got bad blood. that I’m destined to serve the dark.’
‘I don’t care what they say. you’re good and you’re true. whatever happens, I won’t let them hurt you.’
‘if you’re lying, I suppose you’ll kill me. but for even the smallest chance that you’re telling the truth, I’ll take that risk.’
‘it has to be me. you know that.’
‘I think he wants you because you were the jewel in another man’s crown.’
‘I think what people were is less important than what they are. and what people are is less important than what they could be.’
‘you’re not what I expected.’
‘fathers hold a lot of sway over their sons.’
‘no one else has ever asked me that.’
‘we pay a terrible price. we do it because we must. it’s the only way we can fight.’
‘you show me the kind of compassion that I did not show to you.’
‘(name) was never afraid to die. it’s the half life he feared.’
‘I came for you. maybe at first I thought—- but the moment I saw you, it was like nothing else mattered.’
‘you can’t stay here. if (name) learns what happened—- if he thinks you’re connected to me—-’
‘at the first sign that something is wrong, run. don’t stay as the warnings pile up, telling yourself that (name) is a good man.’
‘let me go. I have to—- have to help them. let me go—-‘
‘listen to me. listen. we don’t know who did this. they might still be here. we’re in danger.’
‘I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.’
‘I told you that there was more than one way to fight. I hope you remember that, when you make your choice. I hope you remember me.’
‘I wish I could give you comfort … instead I must ask one more thing of you.’
‘you didn’t do this. you don’t carry the blame.’
‘you’re not alone.’
‘this is not our darkest hour. that is still yet to come.’
‘they’re not like that. you twist everything.’
‘you’re like me. we’re the same. you’re more like me than you’re like them. it’s in your blood.’
‘you’ll betray every person you love to serve him.’
‘you were there. did you hear them die? did you watch?’
‘he’s been in love with me since we were eleven. don’t tell me you didn’t know that.’
‘well he’s dead. they’re all dead. because of you.’
‘I keep my promises. i’m loyal to my friends. I told you.’
‘that’s how his objects work. you think you’re using it, when it’s the one using you.’
‘I couldn’t do this without you.’
‘my mother spent her whole life running.’
‘i’m sorry. if it weren’t for me, you’d still have that life.’
‘I wouldn’t want it. not knowing that it wasn’t real.’
‘you’re lying. you’re lying to me. you’re lying to everyone.’
‘you might have fooled the others. you haven’t fooled me.’
‘I know you do it all the time but I’d never killed anyone before.’
‘I was tired of running.’
‘you know, we’re similar, you and I.’
‘magic is our inheritance, yet it has been taken from us.’
‘you think that it’s yours. that it’s owed to you.’
‘my god, what is this? some pitiful boy’s revenge?’
‘I won’t leave you here.’
‘i’m the only one who can buy you the time that you need.’
‘so you know who you are.’
‘I should have killed you.’
‘i’d know you anywhere. after ten thousand years, i’d know you.’
‘he would have hurt you. he would have hurt the people I care about.’
‘it’s not here for me. it’s here for you.’
‘it was never me, (name).’
‘you shouldn’t have come here.’
‘I don’t think you’ll hurt me.’
‘I didn’t think you’d stop (name). I didn’t think anyone would.’
‘(name) is dead.’
‘believing he still controlled me would have given him pleasure.’
‘my whole life, all anyone’s ever wanted was to possess me. the only one who ever set me free was you.’
‘I lived a half life. it’s like this world was a blur. no one else was in focus. until you.’
‘I didn’t think you’d save me.’
‘I never thought I’d be free to choose my future. but I am.’
‘I don’t want to follow them. i’m here to follow you.’
@valiisthea / Dion || starter call
Gone is the battle betwixt the maw of the great Bahamut and the thirsty blade of Odin, a hungry thing, eating through armour to the joys of the flesh.
They do not meet in battle this time. They do not meet among the fields drenched in the gore of their effortless hurt. The dreaded abyss did not claim either to drown them in its depth in the name of war, war and feckless conquest. It is a fabricated tale in which Barnabas Tharmr knows mercy; he merely knows that wounded prey is not to be hunted, only taunted.
It is discordant, the sound of silence in itself. He sits across from the Crown Prince, and it is fluid how an emptiness thrums in his veins, gaze narrowed. Dark eyes rove over each corner of his mask, searching for betrayal. It is vile how there is a tug at the corner of his lips.
"Bahamut."
He draws out each syllable of Dion's Eikon with a mocking roll of the tongue.
“Look to your kingdoms– I am coming for them all.”
— Elisabeth Hewer, form “Love Letters from Helen of Troy” in Wishing for Birds
"You...."
The battle lines have long since been drawn, might be met with might; an unfamiliar muscle ache in a challenge found long at last. Long gone are the days when indifference ate each sinew of his heart to abandon him to the city of nothingness. The city of the dead welcomed him, but in the despicable promise of oblivion, true oblivion, he tears free of its gate.
Mythos' fight awfully resembles the shape of hope, the taste of it. The crimson in his mouth, the iron feel of it rolling over the wet muscle. It is a promise. The smoke filling his lungs with its vile wisp is a chorus of a master's want, throttling him in time with each embrace of steel.
Then he ceases.
His head cants, an owlish blink--and his blade hesitates in the word drawn from his opponent.
"Mythos," a snort of derision before: "I will see you pick up your blade."
“ur so quiet” thanks i do not want to talk to you
@ofengineers || starter call.
There is no inferno of warmth to be found to touch his skin. The embrace of winter is no lover, even in this hunt. Only the shadows are burning themselves out, their abhorrence gathering and poisoning the light within a body long abandoned to the greedy hands of a god. The light of the day thrums, clouds darkening above Kanver, a stark promise for dread.
The cadence of each thud, thud of his boots is mockingly slow—sight sets up an engineer. There is little challenge to be found in this girl—but she is merely a means to an end, a gift to beckon to the end of the world closer. Cowardice rests in those who do not fight, who do not spill crimson.
The world has no place for creators, lovers and the meek.
“Telamon daughter,” his voice is one that rasps, all strained in its melody of apathy and threat. “I bid you welcome.”
Hello! A local gremlin has arrived on the scene who has horrible taste in men. Mind liking this for a starter from Barnabas Tharmr while I set up my blog? Minors do not interact.
Written by Kindred, your local shrimp on the barbie.
ODIN ━ The Warden of Darkness who rides into battle atop his six-legged steed, black blade in hand. His latest Dominant, King Barnabas of Waloed - a man scholars believe to be a descendant of the ancient Motes of Darkness within whose line all Dominants of Odin are born. However, they have as yet been unable to prove this point, on account of no records of any Odins before Barnabas Tharmr having come to light.
