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Anti-Personality Test.
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Humour is one way to deal with things. By keeping yourself at arms length you do a good job of engaging without becoming another victim. Satire is powerful, use it to full effect and you will be pleased with the outcome—but remember that some things require a serious approach. Tagged by: @riskygreenhat
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plantfxcker:
The tap made him jump a bit, not used to the touch, looking down at her eyes again. Oh, he really loved her eyes. He wanted to keep them. He.. cant, though. He cant take them, because she needs to help him.
He watches her hands, furrowing his brow. She wants him to understand, but it might take a bit. Lawrence isn’t the best to teach. When she motions for him to get off, he hesitates for a second, before slowly moving off of her and kneeling beside her.
Being on high alert, he jumps and grabs her wrist before she can slap him. Gripping her wrist almost too tight- he could feel the bones grind together. It seems like whatever patience he had of her attacking him is gone, now.
The hard grip lets go, but Lawrence glares at her in a show of dont do that again. He was violent, but he didn’t want to be. Not now.
“ Are . . Are you tired? “ He asks, eyes dropping down to her mouth when she yawns. Her teeth look like a cat’s, he wants to take some as a souvenir- He forces himself to stop thinking that. “ Do you live close to here ? I . . “ Don’t want you to be by yourself, I dont trust you yet- “ . . Usually don’t stay up during the day, but if you want I can so we can get a better understanding of the . . situation . “
She’ll let out a silent hiss when he grips her wrist too tightly, she wishes she could hurt him! But this ass hat has quite the reflexes... She’ll tilt her head to his words and frowns, what? Does he want to sleep with her, nop! No way she’s spending all her time with him! Besides, it was night time when they met, after all, he just buried someone! She’ll take her wrist against her chest, gently rubbing it as she stares at him and squints.
She looks at him for a long time, not only is there no way she’ll sleep with him by her side, that creep would touch her all over while she sleeps she’s sure! But there’s ABSOLUTELY no way she’s showing him where she lives! And take the risk he can stalk her and find her whenever he wishes to?!
She’ll get back up in on sudden jump and crosses her arms, squinting at him before gesturing for him to go away, even tries to push him away, she’s indeed tired, and it’s an absolute nono for him to stay with her at that moment... Hopefully, he’ll understand and leave her be, for the time being, she’ll try to gesture to her wrist as if she had a watch and shows the sun coming up and gestures as if it was passing by quickly before making a small croissant shaped moon with her hand and points to where she’s standing. Telling him, she’ll see him the next night, crossing her arms on her chest, Callie will watch him with insistence.
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plantfxcker:
It was unlike him, even Lawrence could agree, but Lawrence just settled there and let her attack him. It didn’t do any real damage, and he sure as hell didn’t move, but other than that he let her tire herself out.
He tilts his head a little bit when she goes still, looking at her like a dog waiting for a response. The growl made the corner of his mouth twitch, a hint of a smile making its way onto his face, though he tried to hide it. It sounded like a cat.
As her hands move, he watches them, furrowing his brow in confusion. He didn’t understand.
.. Money? Did she want money, or something? Or just something in return?
“ I don’t really . . Have a lot of money . I’m sorry . “ It was the truth. Lawrence didn’t buy a lot of stuff, but his landlord saw that he was a bit of a pushover, and kept upping the price of his apartment. “ I . . Is there anything else you would want ? “
So... He lets her slap him?... Yeah, she doesn’t have a lot of raw strength and she will tire herself out...He looks very amused by her growl, she’ll see that twitch and it pisses her off! Anyway, maybe they’re getting somewhere, she doesn’t mind for money so she’ll shake her head when he asks if she wants money and nods when he asks if she wants something else, at least something the price of getting rid of bodies, she’s taking a lot of risks for this idiot if she accepts to do that for him.
What the hell can she do with this tall idiot anyway? She’ll have to learn him sign language if she wants to be able to use him, she’ll tap his head with one of her fingers then shows her mouth as if talking and then shows her hands, she really needs him to understand her...Also...God she’d love him to get off her!!! She’ll try getting up again, this position is really too intimate in her opinion, she’s a small thing after all, and he’s quite heavier then he looks. She’ll tap the ground as if to say she throws the towel, she can hardly be more polite by asking him to get off, although, her anger is still there and she will throw another slap at him, adding her claws to it this time, he deserves to bleed! She wants to see him suffer.
But she’s quite tired too, and looks a little sleepy, blinking continuously as if fighting to stay awake, before letting out a long yawn, letting him see inside her mouth and her adorable cat-like teeth.
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plantfxcker:
Lawrence held her down as he struggled, looking frustrated for a moment before his attention is caught. His eyes flicker down to her neck, eyeing the scar.
“ Oh … “
One of the hands move from her shoulder, instead moving to her neck. The tips of his fingers brush against the scarred skin, somewhat gently. He could see where the first push of what looked like a knife goes into her skin. The ragged edges, it wasnt very clean. Lawrence would have done so much better- so much smoother.
His face burned. He wanted to know what she sounded like when they did it, whoever it was who took her voice from her. Did she scream? What did-
A particularly hard jerk as she struggled startled him out of his trance, quickly looking up at her. The gentle hand twitches against her throat, an involuntary threat- but he doesnt tighten his grip.
He looks up at her, eyes widening a bit. She wasnt looking at him- sulking. Was she upset? Oh- oh-
“ I . . Im sorry, look- “ His other hand lifts from her pinned shoulder, though he still straddles her so she cant run. He lightly pets her neck, like calming a frightened animal. “ I . . I got upset, I’m sorry, I just . . I really need your help. I dont want to be a - arrested . Im not very good with . . with people. But you look like you know what to - um - to do. Please. “
He tries to catch her eyes, tilting his head to look at her instead of moving her head to him.
“ I mean it . . Please . “
So... Not only did he hit her then pin her to the ground... But now...His gaze is straight on her neck, she can see it from the corner of her eye...this weirdo... It looks like he likes what he’s seeing and now... touching! god damn him she hates this! she hates that people watch her scar, still... It’ll make her shiver and suck a breath in, his touch is gentle, soft even, it has been long since someone touched her like that...She doesn’t hate it, and she’ll even blush, but... No, she does hate it and she’ll buck, making him almost strangle her, She won't dare to move for a second, still glaring at him, his actions kind of pushed her to watch him in the end.
As he let go of her shoulder she will give him the double finger because she’s classy like that, and then she’ll try to slap him, to hiss at him, but again, without sound, it’s just her showing her teeth, kicking the air and trying to get him off her but hell... He’s too heavy and on her, she hates when people touch her, and he’s just burning her nerves away... although... He did kill a lot of people... She could use this man, use him to protect her forest, have him as... a friend, he has a fair amount of strength.
She’ll let out a growl by rolling the back of her throat in a kind of purring sound and let her hand fall before crossing them, she’ll then gesture towards him as if to ask for money, hoping he’ll understand that she wants something in return for her help, after all, it’d only be fair, this fucker’s making her go through a lot of pain while ...”Politely” asking for her help.
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wakingwxrld:
Oh, dear. He knew that laughing at her face wasn’t exactly appropriate, but he couldn’t help letting out a tiny chuckle as soon as she started silently freaking out. Arms crossed and a tiny smile on his face, he patiently waited for her to take her time just to sigh lightly once she finally found the right words.
That was cute.
“Don’t worry about that. Trust me on this one, I had plenty of way worse first introductions.”
For starters, she didn’t try to straight up murder him.
“It’s a pleasure, miss… Calliope, is it? I’m lord Kadal, the owner of this mansion, and it’s a pleasure having you here. May I ask why you came here?”
Oh and no he’s chuckling to her freaking out! Great, just perfect! She’ll pout a little and starts hiding her face under her large scarf, her small tail wagging around, and it’s not in joy! She’s not a puppy!... To his question though, she’ll look outside, it’s winter and the forest is covered in snow, food is getting hard to find, and hell she just hates winter... Might as well tell the truth, she’ll then start signing.
“Winter is here and...Well, I don’t have a place to really stay, I saw this Mansion and thought that I could find a place to hide in and secretly live here until winter is done...Like... Steal a little food and sleep most of the time...”
Winter brings really bad memories to her and well... She won’t share that with him, he doesn’t need to know the details but still... Winter is dangerous for her, physically and mentally, just thinking of what she had to eat to survive... Disgusts her... and makes her want to spit at herself.
“Please... Don’t put me out, I promise you won’t even know I’m here.”
She’ll sign, pleading for mercy.
@wakingwxrld
She’ll blush, oh... He understands her, damn it, she thought she could just secretly hit on someone and get away with it... Damn, she feels stupid now! blushing like an idiot and lowering her gaze... But hell she does find him really appealing, just... Sliding her eyes on each one of his scars... They could count each other's scars and just...cuddle?... That’s what lovers do right? She has no idea how that stuff works.
For now, she finds herself trying to find a way out, signing, stopping, and starting to sign again, trying to find a proper way to introduce herself without seeming even ruder then she already does!
“Oh...Y-You can read me... G-Good...M-My name is Calliope! Sorry for... For my first impression... Hello...Hello...”
That’ll have to do because hell! She sucks at this flirting stuff! She thought she could be sneaky about this!
ask-lawrence-oleander:
Lawrence seemed a bit hopeful until he noticed the growl she emitted from her mouth, a clear indicator that he had fucked up. His face paled and started to grow moist with sweat as he tried to come up with a way to talk himself out of this. He knew he wasn’t the best liar but it couldn’t have been that bad, right? His words caught in his throat as he noticed she was putting down her tools and grabbing something new. Needles? What was she going to do with those? There weren’t any strings attached to the sewing equipment so why would she need them? The blonde regretted wondering as he felt sharp searing pain crawl up his fingers and throb as she left the needles under his nails. A guttural and shrill scream escaped his chapped lips as he tried to tug his hand out of her grasp, even more desperate to be freed. He blinked through his tears at the board, trying to make out what she was pointing to before doing his best to reply. Muffled sobs escaped in between breaths as he realized he would have to simply say his deepest and darkest thoughts if he had any hopes of getting out of this alive. “I-I…I was going to kill you the m-moment you let me go….I h-hate people who make me f-feel trapped…or threatened…or u-unwanted….I wanted to sever your thread…h-happy now..?”
She offers him a large grin, she seems.... delighted? she’ll wipe the board out and rights on it, as she does, to dolls will jump off of a table next to him, both of them holding a knife, and stabs him, each one in a hand, his hands now stuck against the chair’s armrests, a shiver will go through the mute as she hears him scream, she’ll bite her front lip and lets out a soft sigh, slightly panting.
Finishing writing what she had to say, on the board he can read:
“Your thread is mine to sever if I wish to, you’re mine now.”
She’ll turn to watch him, pupils as thin as paper cuts, one of her ears nervously twitching, she’ll slowly approach and flicks a finger against one of the knives.
“You’re not unwanted, Oh no... I want every little piece of you, every little bit of you I need and will do something with... Just maybe not how you wish to... Or I can use you, you can choose to be at my service, it’s up to you, either way, you will be of use to me.”
She’ll then grab his face to turn towards her and leans her forehead against his, forcing him to look at her in the eyes, waiting for an answer, and if he takes too long in her taste to answer, she’ll grab the handle of the knife in his right hand and make small slow circles with it.
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ask-lawrence-oleander:
His blue gaze traveled over to her briefly, as if to wordlessly acknowledge that she had his attention still. He wouldn’t notice the dolls, merely blocking them out to cope with the bizarre situation. This wasn’t something he was used to. The man would anxiously read the next thing she wrote down and nodded slowly, seeming a bit reluctant to answer. “I-I’d leave…I just want to go home…I want to forget any of this ever happened..” His answer would seem genuine but also staged, as if he had rehearsed the words in his head to make sure he didn’t give something away. Possibly his true intentions? He wasn’t the best liar, even he knew that but he’d rather lie than admit something incriminating. Hopefully she’d buy it. “C-can I please go home..? I-I’ll never bother you again..I swear..” The man’s soft voice would crack slightly, proving he was desperate to be released. He fidgeted slightly in his chair, grimacing at the way his restraints clung to him. It was a feeling he despised. Being utterly helpless and unable to do a thing about it. It made him sick to his stomach in fact.
She’ll roll her eyes and sigh, really? first of all, he has no idea where they are, which is far underground so unless he forces her to get him up there, he’ll be digging for a while, secondly...Something sounds...Off... He does sound genuine but at the same time it’s as if he was reading a text like a bad actor, She’ll show him her teeth in a silent growl before walking up to him, she’ll put down her saw and grabs...Needles?
ell that doesn’t sound as bad! ...Until she grabs one of his hands and slowly starts sliding her needles under his nails, one by one and as slowly as she can with him trying to free himself, he’ll feel each needle painfully sliding between his flesh and nail and once in place, she’ll use them like levers to snatch them, one at a time.
That’ll learn him to lie at her! She’ll just leave his hand with the needles spiking his fingers and goes back to the board before pointing with insistence to the word “Honestly”, glaring at him.
She’ll grab a knife this time and test its blade before pointing at him for him to answer again, giving him a second chance?... Is she though? Her smile seems a little too joyful...
ycurebluencw:
Down the hole? That’s quite… That’s quite vague. And dangerous. If there are big crates in the Underground and scary ladies who force people to live with them, he’ll have to do something about it!
For starters, inform Undyne about it. And taking care of this poor monster on the run.
“IT’S JUST THE SAME AS EVERYWHERE ELSE IN THE UNDERGROUND, YES. JUST AS EVERYWHERE ELSE AFTER ALL!” he explained calmly - despite the stars painted pretty much everywhere “BUT FEAR NOT! IT’S JUST A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE THE KING OPENS THE BARRIER, AFTER ALL! BUT FOR NOW, MAYBE WE CAN JUST HAVE A NICE CUP OF TEA WHILE WE WAIT!”
A barrier?... What is he talking about? She frowns and gets closer to him, signing then:
“Dude, I come from outside, I want to go back outside... What barrier are you talking about? Are you saying I’m stuck down here now?...”
She’ll ask, starting to get worried, what the hell is this? Will she have to live down there now?! Not good, not good at all, her dolls are out there! And all her other stuff!
“I need to go back...”
