SCARLET */

SHE HAD EYES LIKE A STORM, LIGHTNING IN HER B L O O D. WHEN SHE SLEPT, I LAID MY HEAD UPON HER CHEST, AND HEARD NO HEARTBEAT - ONLY THUNDER. HER HANDS WERE COVERED IN A S H, SHE BURNED EVERYTHING SHE TOUCHED. BUT SHE REBUILT HERSELF, FROM THE RUINS OF HER OWN DESTRUCTION. SHE MAY BE CHAOS, BUT SHE IS BEAUTY.

[svcrlets]

zcndi‌:

Jal hadn’t been doing much today. After finishing their rounds at the library, they decided to go to Floria and pick up some extra ingredients in case they felt like staying in and making potions tomorrow. (Really, it all depended on if Rae was staying home for the day. If so, they were definitely spending their time there.)

“Well, well, well,” Thanatos said upon seeing a familiar face. “If it isn’t the queen herself, come down from the tower to grace us with her presence!”

“i would say that it was less of a tower of grace and more of a fortress of solitude.” scarlet remarked, unable to contain the immediate smile that was brought to her face upon seeing them. she’d been completely FINE with being in her lonesome, but jal was definitely someone that she missed.

“hope you didn’t miss me TOO much. you know what they say: distance makes the heart grow fonder.”

[dailydccu]

[svcrlets]

hadeswrxtes‌:

Hades raised a brow. He thought he had seen Scarlet, but at the same time, he had to do a double take. 

“You’re alive.” He blurted out before his brain could catch up with him. He stood there for a quiet moment before blinking in an attempt to maybe rectify this illusion of Scarlet actually being in front of him. 

“I thought you were dead.” He attempted again, but still found that it came off quite morbid. 

“surprise!” scarlet chirped, letting a rare smile tug at the corners of her crimson lips. it was as if the breath that she had been holding in her lungs had finally escaped. it was relieving to see another human being again, especially someone that she had ONCE knew so well.

“a lot of people did. what, are you disappointed?” the girl asked, plastering on a look of feign offence. “trust me, you aren’t getting rid of me anytime soon.” pushing the jokes aside, she sat up straighter and leaned towards him. “it’s nice to see you, hades.”

[jacobelordiis]

[svcrlets]

location: floor 37 player: scarlet + open.

recluse had never been a coping mechanism that scarlet used. in all honesty, she much preferred using the company of others to deal with her own misfortune - oftentimes in the forms of sweet nothings and secret escapes at dawn. much to her own surprise, however, she had managed the spend the last few months A L O N E. with nothing but her staff to accompany her, she had ventured through the floors. she had abandoned the front lines altogether, asking for a break from the blood oath to pursue her own interests for a while. after building up her strength and stocking up her inventory, however, the girl felt it might have been best to come back and join in on the action again. it had been a long time since she’s seen a good B R A W L. 

leaning back in her chair, eliana stretched her arms high above her head. the sunlight streamed in through her fingers, and she squinted slightly from it. “beautiful virtual day we’re having here, isn’t it?”

[laufire]

[svcrlets]

z-vezda‌:

                                                                           level : 52 / status : healing / location : nova.

a month into level fifty-two and olivia was still coming to terms with the change. the neon lights, rain soaked roads, stuffy luminous fog. it was a l m o s t like home. new york. standing out in the open, she stares up at one of the tallest buildings in the city. she wondered what her brother would’ve thought about nova. ‘hate this place, just a shitty copy of the original.’ is probably what he would’ve said. though she knows deep down it would make him feel like her. homesick. with her lips bitten raw from constant overwhelming thoughts and wide yet distant eyes. she stood carelessly in such a new environment. usually she’d hide. run in the alley ways and shuffle across rooftops. but today, she didn’t. in a way, she hoped something would take her out of her sickening haze, flashbacks of her parents, her home, her life. before. her eyes casted down before she felt the presence of someone or something behind her. her fingers slowly drift to the handle of her dagger. waiting for a sign. friend or foe? 

the bustling streets set the nova ablaze with life, the darkness being cast aside by the city lights all around. big cities had always scared her. those were places where it was  e a s y  to get caught, where her face was plastered over tv screens and newspapers. she had always kept to smaller towns and suburbs to avoid being recognized. eliana had never really gotten to experience the lifestyle of an urbanite, and it was kind of a shame. as cliche as it sounds, she really did want to know what it was like to live in a city that never SLEPT. nova brought her that experience, and although the path to discovering it has brought nothing more than DREAD and LOSS, it was still beautiful nonetheless. she couldn’t help but feel guilty though, walking the streets that were essentially paved by those who had been died on 51. being in velia was really starting to make her WEAK, huh? embers danced from her fingertips as the mage walked around aimlessly. rounding the corner, she spotted a RED health bar danging over a small frame, and she made her way over out of curiosity. “not exactly the best place to be healing up. this part of town isn’t a safe zone, you know.”

[svcrlets]

loginreaper‌:

“i think one of the things i miss most about the real world is the entertainment. i can’t sit on my phone watching stupid videos for hours here. like, sure, this place has magic, but couldn’t the gm have coded in some sort of entertainment? floor 52 doesn’t count yet.”

scarlet chuckled, nodding slightly in agreement. “i mean, having your ass on the line daily is pretty entertaining, don’t you think?” she replied, a hint of playfulness in her voice. “nothing’s more FUN than watching my health bar dwindle and seeing my life flash before my eyes every time i enter a dungeon.” 

[svcrlets]

radishyes‌:

“no,” he shook his head, one hand pressing against the bridge of his nose, as if all of his frustration and hurt had gathered in his sinuses, in one, sharp spot that demanded relief. “no that’s bullshit. you’re not gonna play this ‘i don’t know how to care about people’ bullshit. you do too know how to care about people. you just fucking chose not to because, yeah, you’re fucking selfish.” and if that wasn’t the pot calling the kettle black. but he wasn’t going to point that out, because if didn’t exactly help his argument. “just because you don’t care about most people doesn’t mean you don’t know how to do it.” 

he didn’t know if that was true or not. he believed it, mostly, but maybe that was because he’d grown up…lucky. he grew up in a family that cared about him, and people around him that he loved, and so it felt like something he was just born understanding, and knowing. maybe it was unfair of him to assume that everyone knew that feeling. he knew enough about scarlet’s life to know that she had a very…very different life. and maybe in that life she really hadn’t had that baseline. but he didn’t want to listen to her. if she was right? well, didn’t that make him the asshole in this situation? he wasn’t ready to be the asshole yet, he was still up on his soapbox. 

his eyes stayed trained on the ground, at the imprints his shoes had made in the damp and plush grass. everything she said…whether he believed it or not…was hard for her to say. that, at least, he could recognize. and even if it was bullshit, it was the kind of bullshit that left her vulnerable. it was a risk to apologize. it left you open for rejection. he had that power now, and for a moment it was too much power. he felt it, he knew that he had a chance to skewer her, right here and now. chew her out, walk away, maybe get some revenge for how he’d felt in the days she’d left. it would be so easy. he’d done similar things in the past. he’d said some vicious things to her, but this was the first time her wall was down. 

he almost did, but he made the mistake of looking up at her. she looked so…uncharacteristic. like an entirely different person standing in front of him, eyes wet, a little frantic. desperate. his shoulders sagged and his gaze flicked off to the side as he licked his lips and swallowed. fuck. “…i believe you, it’s uh—” cool? no, it wasn’t cool. he was still mad at her, he was still upset. but he couldn’t not believe in her sincerity when he looked at her. she knew now, at least. she knew the mistake. she regretted it. was it enough?

and then he took a moment to really listen. she made a mistake. people make mistakes. fuck it, he’d made more mistakes than he could even count at this point. he was a hypocrite, and he was being a bad friend…and there if was. there was his selfish showing. selfish, because he’d made her departure all about him when really it probably didn’t have much to do with him at all. that didn’t stop it from cutting, but… “i’m still mad at you.” he shoved his hands into his pockets, took a deep breath and let it woof out. “but i guess i’ll stop being a little bitch about it.”

she thought she was stronger than this. never in her life did she think that someone else’s words could manage to bring her to tears, but her misty eyes and shaking hands said otherwise. there wasn’t anything she could do except stand there and listen to him, every word piercing through her like knives. the truth really did hurt. “i don’t know what i’m supposed to do. what can i do? it’s not like i can go back in time and fix things.” her words were coming out of trembling lips and she stepped closer to him slowly. “rad, please....tell me how i can fix this.”

there were so many thoughts running through her head that seemed to be jumbling together. scarlet had never allowed herself enough time to fully comprehend what her feelings meant, which caused her to be at a loss for words whenever she had to talk about anything of substance. thinking about things made them real, made them linger...and she hated that. she hated knowing that there were problems that she couldn’t fix and things she couldn’t change. her mistakes followed her like a cloud above her head, reminding her of the person that she’s become and the person that she was never going to be. she fucking hated it.

here she was, with her heart in her hands, walls completely torn down. the man standing before her was the only person that could make her feel like this. it wasn’t as though she hasn’t done the same thing before, gone and left without a word, but she had never cared so much before. friendships come and go and with her cataclysmic tendencies, they tended to never stay around for long. that was why she always cut off the ties, gave herself the control that she desired, the ability to choose who got hurt. this time was different. she chose wrong.

heavy breathes emitted from the small frame, shoulders rising up and down as she tried to focus on calming down. fingernails dug into her palms as she held back sobs. “you do?” there was no hiding the relief in her voice as she took another tentative step closer. 

then, he was back. she could see it. the way his features softened, his stature relaxing as he spoke. she recognized him now. “you have every right to be.” a soft smile tugged at her lips, a hand reaching up to wipe a falling tear from her face. “be a little bitch about it all you want. i deserve it.” without thinking twice, she walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck. burying her face into his chest, she allowed herself just a few more moments of vulnerability. “i’ll never leave again. i promise. as long as you’ll have me, i’m here.”

[ninadobrevdaily]

[desperate-housewives]

[thecheeziersnack-blog]

[jacobelordiis]

danielle for popular magazine !

[svcrlets]

zcndi‌:

Jal pulls Scarlet in for a hug, and then spins her around to dance. “She is doing her own thing right now,” she says with a dramatic flourish. “Guild rules mean I can’t make out with my own damn girlfriend on the dance floor like the frat boy I was meant to be.”

She knew Scarlet was being playful about the private rooms, but she couldn’t actually remember if she told her about their first night at the penthouse suite? Or… any of the nights after that. (Though, Scarlet already knew some fairly intimate details about Jal, so the blanks wouldn’t need to be filled in.)

slender arms are quick to wrap around the other’s body, returning the hug with a tight grip. at their words, scarlet dismisses it with a roll of the eyes. “fuck those stupid rules. what good is sisterhood if they can’t gossip about the ACTION that they’re getting? they can suck it. i would say just go get her right now and show them how little you care, but i’m a fucking wrecked and i don’t know how GOOD my advice is right now.”

scarlet loses herself in the music and the atmosphere, eyes closing as she begins to sway her hips. “i dig the outfit. real OLD  school. you’ve got to take me shopping sometime.”

[svcrlets]

chxticerebus‌:

It was one of Erebus’ many interesting talents to be able to pick out a persons body language so she would know how to approach her situation, and she could tell right off the bat as her members turned heads towards the obvious outsider that she was not okay with being surrounded by player killers on all sides. Who really would be though? For all she knew one of them could lunge at her at any moment and plunge a knife right into her heart, but now that Erebus was the master she tried to keep her guild a little more classier than that when in headquarters. Blood really was a pain to clean out of their nice carpets. What the small leader lacked in height over the others made up for in reputation of grizzly kills and merciless philosophy, so she had no problem confidently stepping up to her guest with a cheshire grin painting her features underneath her mask. 

“Well why shouldn’t I? I want someone to at least have the honor of being killed by someone who is fashionably memorable than by a boring person in drab. Wouldn’t you want your killer to keep it classy instead of dying to some rando in pajama bottoms and a stained t-shirt from last nights leftover pizza?” Her robotic voice carried itself with dignity, like having her sort of fashion sense was a noble contribution to their society as she sized the other up and down by pacing slowly around her. “I’m sure you would like a little dignity Scarlet. Speaking of dignity, you tend to drop in uninvited to many private quarters, or has Circus become some sort of tourist spot for players to come and see a freak show? What do you want?”

it was hard to hide her discomfort. although scarlet considered herself a relatively  g o o d  fighter, she knew that defending herself against an entire group of players would be a difficult task. not many things scared her anymore, and it wasn’t as though she didn’t have any blood on her hands herself (hence the orange cursor dangling over her head), but most would find themselves WARY in a place like this. she was especially wary, as she was unsure how the player killer guild operated now that x had perished. it was even more of a foreign territory than before, and a sudden exchange with its leader was unexpected.

“never thought about that. i’m not planning on dying by the hands of another player anytime soon, so the details aren’t all figured out yet.” scarlet felt especially vulnerable now, facing the masked guild master of the deadliest group of players in the game. she had never seen erebus in person, but word travels fast and she’s known for a while now that the woman preferred to keep her identity unknown. her eyes followed the other as she circled around her, body tensing as she realized she would never be able to see what kind of expression the other was sporting. “i just came to pick up a few files from your battle strategists.” scarlet replied, voice steady. “does that happen often? tending to tourists, i mean.”

[galgadotssss-deactivated2016071]

[svcrlets]

@rottns

[jrgifs]