Death To The Reaper

Sorel Auclair | 26 | Reaper | "There is no end to this but death."

[sorel-reaper]

Sad and Old

Sorel sat in the lounge room crying. He had been spontaneously crying for a while now and the fact that not only was he crying constantly but physically his body had aged as well. He was an old fart crying in a chair. He sniffed loudly as he tried to stop himself from crying. He had heard that some magic spell had went off in the castle and it was affecting different people. Him included it seems. He wiped fiercely at his eyes and cursed them for being so damn blurry. He had perfect vision hell he had amazing vision and now it was shot. He saw someone approaching which he had no idea who they were as he was currently blind as shit. 

[jolyanherondale-deactivated2020]

Jolyan sat in his cot. He had only been back in this God forsaken place for two days and things were even worse than they had been before. Everything was… just wrong. There were kids wandering around, women, elderly.

He had been watching the older man sobbing for a while now and couldn’t stand to sit there any longer and watch him suffer. The wolf got up and awkwardly wandered over to the other. “Hey,” he started, clearing his throat, “Hey, excuse me, Mr? Are you okay?”

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel looked up as he heard someone approach. He tried to get his stupid sobbing under control. He wiped his eyes as he gave a shrug. "I cant find the book I borrowed from the library. I dont know why but it made me really sad." He grumbled as he looked over at the wolf. "Who are you?" He asked curiously.

[sorel-reaper]

Sad and Old

Sorel sat in the lounge room crying. He had been spontaneously crying for a while now and the fact that not only was he crying constantly but physically his body had aged as well. He was an old fart crying in a chair. He sniffed loudly as he tried to stop himself from crying. He had heard that some magic spell had went off in the castle and it was affecting different people. Him included it seems. He wiped fiercely at his eyes and cursed them for being so damn blurry. He had perfect vision hell he had amazing vision and now it was shot. He saw someone approaching which he had no idea who they were as he was currently blind as shit. 

[hell-fyres]

Matthew had been using any moment he could spare to look for people who could use his help. The castle was still a mess and there were master, staff and slaves alike who were stressed out from all the changes to their bodies. 

The angel had just finished talking a slave down from hurting himself and brought him to the doctor’s office and had been making his way past a lounge when he heard the sounds of someone crying. He turned towards the sound only to see an older man sitting there sobbing where he sat. Matthew stopped in his tracks, hesitating for a moment before he finally decided to head over to the poor guy. 

“Are you alright?” the angel asked as he moved to crouch down in front of the slave, judging from the collar he wore around his neck. He did not recall there being any slave who looked older than forty in this castle, so there was definitely a magic trick at play with this one. “Can you tell me what happened to you?”

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel jerked as he heard a voice in front of him. He was pretty sure he looked a messed with his red eyes and messy hair. He looked up and the last person he wanted to see him like this was Matthew. He rubbed his hands down his face as he sniffed. "I'm fine. Just sobbing every 5 minutes. No big." He said as his heavy accent was a bit more gruff and deeper than normal. He looked away as he ran a hand over his hair.

[dreadofapen]

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O, Death O, Death Won’t you spare me over til another year Well what is this that I can’t see With ice cold hands takin’ hold of me Well I am death, none can excel I’ll open the door to heaven or hell~

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[sorel-reaper]

Sad and Old

[sorel-reaper]

He blinked as best he could to look at the other with blurry eyes. “I-I can’t see very well and I can’t stop fucking crying!” He sobbed as he cursed soundly in French. He was not a very happy reaper right now and not just because of this damn spell or whatever. He wiped his eyes again and sniffed. “I want to kill whoever cast this spell. Then resurrect them again so i can kill them again.” He would sound scary if his voice didn’t wobble so much and it came out on a sob. 

[depthsofthefire]

💭Sleep Deprived: Muse is unable to fall asleep no matter how many times they’ve tried. This leaves them listless, irritable, weak and randomly volatile as a result. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

Thomas was about to lie down to rest, he wasn’t tired but he knew he should probably fall asleep since it was a long day for him. Over the course of the next few hours, The Phoenix tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep and by the time it was morning, The Phoenix was irritable and had bags under his eyes. “Fuck off!” He snaps at someone passing by.

[depthsofthefire]

Thomas yawned, not because Sorel bored him but because he was tired, his body and mind were tired but he couldn’t sleep. “I wasn’t able to sleep last night and I’m tired as fuck.” He admits and runs a hand through his hair. “I’m physically drained from how tired I am.”

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel sniffed again as he realized the other was sleep deprived and that was why he was being a dick. He moved to the other and stroked his hair. “Maybe you just need help sleeping.” He mumbled as he thought of some remedies to help with sleep. He knew sex helped a lot but there was also warm milk and a song. He hummed as he thought of ways to help the other. 

[sorel-reaper]

[depthsofthefire]

💭Sleep Deprived: Muse is unable to fall asleep no matter how many times they’ve tried. This leaves them listless, irritable, weak and randomly volatile as a result. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

Thomas was about to lie down to rest, he wasn’t tired but he knew he should probably fall asleep since it was a long day for him. Over the course of the next few hours, The Phoenix tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep and by the time it was morning, The Phoenix was irritable and had bags under his eyes. “Fuck off!” He snaps at someone passing by.

[depthsofthefire]

The punch that Sorel threw was a weak one and the Phoenix was able to sidestep it with no difficulty. Thomas was about to punch Sorel but when the old man said that his heart was broken, the Phoenix simply stared at him and gave him a half hearted shove. “God, I want to punch you so badly but I won’t, couldn’t hurt an old man.” He says aloud, though that wasn’t actually the real reason.

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel huffed as he wiped at his face again. He hated this so much! he wanted it to end already. He sniffed loudly as he looked up at the other man. “I don’t care. You can punch me all you want. It won’t make a difference.” He mumbled as he coughed and looked at the phoenix. “Why are you in a bad mood anyway?” 

[depthsofthefire]

💭Sleep Deprived: Muse is unable to fall asleep no matter how many times they’ve tried. This leaves them listless, irritable, weak and randomly volatile as a result. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

Thomas was about to lie down to rest, he wasn’t tired but he knew he should probably fall asleep since it was a long day for him. Over the course of the next few hours, The Phoenix tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep and by the time it was morning, The Phoenix was irritable and had bags under his eyes. “Fuck off!” He snaps at someone passing by.

[depthsofthefire]

“Is that seriously all you can come up with in that old head of yours? You’re fucking pathetic.” Thomas snorts and rolls his eyes. The Phoenix chuckled as the Reaper started to snap at him in French. “Oh so scary.” He mocks. “pourquoi tu ne t'étouffe pas avec ma bite?” He purrs back at him.

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel let out a growl and blindly threw a punch. He was pretty sure he did it sloppily given he was way weaker and blinded by tears. He was sobbing as he took a few steps back and felt overwhelmingly sad. Memories of losing his lover came back to haunt him. “mon coeur est brisé.” He said mournfully as he stared at the other. “get pissed off at me all you want. I don’t really care anymore.”

[depthsofthefire]

💭Sleep Deprived: Muse is unable to fall asleep no matter how many times they’ve tried. This leaves them listless, irritable, weak and randomly volatile as a result. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

Thomas was about to lie down to rest, he wasn’t tired but he knew he should probably fall asleep since it was a long day for him. Over the course of the next few hours, The Phoenix tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep and by the time it was morning, The Phoenix was irritable and had bags under his eyes. “Fuck off!” He snaps at someone passing by.

[depthsofthefire]

“S-s-shut up.” Thomas mocks Sorel and shoved him again. “You’re fucking lucky I have a collar on or I’d turn your old ass into ashes.” He growls. The Phoenix wasn’t usually this irritable or angry, going 24+ hours without sleep wasn’t helping his mood and unfortunately for Sorel, he was the victim of his anger. “Don’t want you breaking a hip now.” He teases.

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel growled as he was shoved back again. “Don’t mock me you bird!” He snapped, he fought the sadness that was overcoming him. He knew he could take this kid on with his powers bond like that but the fact he was also old didn’t help either. “Va t'étouffer avec une bite.” He snapped viciously in French as he grabbed the other’s shirt front. “Je mange des oiseaux comme toi pour le petit déjeuner!”

[depthsofthefire]

💭Sleep Deprived: Muse is unable to fall asleep no matter how many times they’ve tried. This leaves them listless, irritable, weak and randomly volatile as a result. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

Thomas was about to lie down to rest, he wasn’t tired but he knew he should probably fall asleep since it was a long day for him. Over the course of the next few hours, The Phoenix tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep and by the time it was morning, The Phoenix was irritable and had bags under his eyes. “Fuck off!” He snaps at someone passing by.

[depthsofthefire]

If Sorel would’ve just kept walking, all he would’ve gotten was a glare but now that he had responded, The Phoenix had his eyes set on the old man and growled. “You should really watch yourself.” He hisses and slowly gets up off his bed, approaching the male and gives him a shove. “What are you gonna do? Cry me a river?” He snaps.

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel stumbled more than he would have if he was still in his old body. Now he moved clumsily. He caught himself and glared at the other, which was weird given the fact he was still crying. “S-Shut up. You don’t want to mess with me. Kid.” He growled, he may be old in body but he was still a powerful being. If he didn’t have his collar on anyway. He wiped his eyes furiously as he stepped up to the other. 

[depthsofthefire]

💭Sleep Deprived: Muse is unable to fall asleep no matter how many times they’ve tried. This leaves them listless, irritable, weak and randomly volatile as a result. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

Thomas was about to lie down to rest, he wasn’t tired but he knew he should probably fall asleep since it was a long day for him. Over the course of the next few hours, The Phoenix tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep and by the time it was morning, The Phoenix was irritable and had bags under his eyes. “Fuck off!” He snaps at someone passing by.

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel had be returning from the bathroom when he was yelled at by the person he had been passing. surprised by the outburst, he burst into tears and cursed loudly. “Can’t I get a bloody freaking break?!” He shouted back mostly at himself. The tears would not stop and not only that but he had gray hair! He glared at the other slave and wanted to stomp him but he had his own problems. “You fuck off!”

[sorel-reaper]

Sad and Old

Sorel sat in the lounge room crying. He had been spontaneously crying for a while now and the fact that not only was he crying constantly but physically his body had aged as well. He was an old fart crying in a chair. He sniffed loudly as he tried to stop himself from crying. He had heard that some magic spell had went off in the castle and it was affecting different people. Him included it seems. He wiped fiercely at his eyes and cursed them for being so damn blurry. He had perfect vision hell he had amazing vision and now it was shot. He saw someone approaching which he had no idea who they were as he was currently blind as shit. 

[sorel-reaper]

✨Age is a Concept: Muse has turned into an aged-up or aged-down version of himself. Anon can specify age (no younger than 18 years old), if unspecified then it will be up to the mun. Effect lasts for 72 hours. (50 years old)

Sorel squinted as his eyes suddenly went wonky on him. He rubbed his eyes as he tried to read the book in his hands. He jerked as he looked at his hands, were they more wrinkly? wait didn’t that mean he was like old as shit? He rubbed his blurry eyes again and stood up in shock. What the bloody hell is going on?! He grabbed his hair and raced towards the bathrooms to check his image out in the mirror. He nearly shrieked in shock. His appearance was significantly older and he had wrinkles but not many. His hair was graying which made him actually cry out in shock. “non! Impossible!”

[sorel-reaper]

Cry Me a River

Sorel had a sudden overwhelming feeling of loss and that brought back memories he wish to get rid of forever. He had no idea why he suddenly felt this way as he rarely ever gave into tears. It was not in his DNA for one thing. Yet, he felt himself on the verge of it. He blamed it on the dampening of his powers or something like that. He was so focused on what he was feeling he didn’t realize that a sob escaped him and that just broke him. He cried as if his heart was breaking as he covered his face with his hands and sobbed. What the ever loving shit is wrong with me? 

[krovscastlerpg]

Magic Anons Part I

❣️Batshit Crazy!: Muse has gone off the deep end and nothing they say makes sense. Also prone to outbursts of violence. Effect lasts for 72 hours.

🕺Sound of Music: Muse can only sing everything they say. Effect lasts for 24 hours.

💭Memories: Muse has lost all recollection of their past. Effect lasts for 72 hours.

✨Popped Collar: If your muse is a slave or staff, their collar’s inhibiting magic has stopped working and cannot be fixed or removed. Effect lasts for the duration of the event.

❣️Polar Opposites: Muses personality is now the complete opposite of what it was before. e.g. Introvert > Extrovert. Violent > Peace-loving. Effect lasts for 72 hours.

🕺Freaky Friday: Muse has found themselves swapping bodies with another character (both muns must agree to this FC swap). Effect lasts for 72 hours.

💭Genre-bending: Muse thinks they are living in the life of any one of the following anon-specified movie genres: Apocalypse, Rom-com, Action, Horror, Film Noir, Documentary, War. If unspecified, mun can choose. Effect lasts for 24 hours.

✨Age is a Concept: Muse has turned into an aged-up or aged-down version of himself. Anon can specify age (no younger than 18 years old), if unspecified then it will be up to the mun. Effect lasts for 72 hours.

❣️Cry Me A River: Muse cannot control themselves from crying at random moments. Effect lasts for 24 hours.

🕺Rule #63: Muse has found themselves in the body of the opposite sex. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

💭Split Personality: Muse is split into good and evil versions of themselves. Effect lasts for the duration of the event.

✨Spirit Animal: Muse has turned into an anon-specified animal. If unspecified, mun can choose. Effect lasts for 24 hours.

[paperboy-abel-blog]

Abel purred back into the kiss, loving how they could both use their powers now, he felt the other’s strong hands now, wanting them to be all over him. He bit at Sorel’s bottom lip, “Take me,” he growled softly, “Fuck me, Sorel.” He groaned, wanting the familiar body as close as he could get. 

[sorel-reaper]

Sorel grinned widely as he kissed down the other's neck. Careful to not accidentally kill the other as he was a reaper. He moved Abel against the wall away from the spray, his hands moving to Abel's ass. "I will gladly fuck you. Mon Amour." He said softly, he pressed the male's back against the wall and kissed him.