#alternious

[worthystill]

“ I am dark. I am vital. I am truth. ” ( a little random ask from gorr . :)

most   of   the   thunderer   cannot   help   but   think   about   all   the   ways   that   the   pair   of   enemies   are   OPPOSITE   from   one   another   .      this   though   .      this   is   nothing   but   lies   spread   like   a   fungus   or   a   virus   that   tries   to   cling   to   everything   it   attaches   itself   to   .   gorr   is   that   virus   and   somehow   he   knows   it   ,   but   thor   cannot   allow   it   to   go   further   than   the   gods   he   has   already   MURDERED   .      it   ends   here   and   now   .      with   his   eyes   already   a   faint   blue   ,   a   common   occurrence   in   the   BUTCHER’S   presence   ,   his   fist   curved   tightly   around   the   wooden   handle   of   his   trusty   weapon   ,   stormbreaker   .            

i   do   hope   you’re   ready   ,   old   friend   is   muttered   to   the   axe   without   ever   breaking   direct   eye   contact   with   @alternious​​   .   static   of   his   rage   no   doubt   makes   the   air   thick   around   them   ,   but   thor   never   wanted   violence   .   these   days   ,   the   act   is   only   a   last   resort   and   here   gorr   is   SPEAKING   rather   than   attacking   .      ❝      truth   .   .   .   is   that   what   you   call   it   ??   i   would   say   it   more   resembles   the   rambling   of   a   bitter   mad   man   .      ❞

random shenanigans are always welcome. 

[etrnty]

quietly stares at them , making no noise . No howl nor sob nor cry . ( from maika )

                    quiet is the universe in the wake of the child’s silent plea.   their twinkling ,  nebulous form no larger than her sat ‘pon a mound of wild grass  &  flowers abloom in life’s presence.   a beacon of hope in the newmoon night ,  &  a soft star where an eye may be falls from her.   blinks.   they should not be here  ( they do not care ).   eternity shifts as if to sit a little more comfortably ,  a gentle breeze unusually warm for so late at night carrying an even gentler voice ,  &  it is accompanied by a lithe star - studded hand rising.   a subtly twitch of fingers.   an offering.     ❝  you  are  safe  here  ...  maika  halfwolf. ❞         (  @alternious  )

[vilestblood]

u want the throne, huh (from Lucifer @ that post 👀)

"---if only to improve the outdated decor and general feel of this place."

[rotyk]

    ╭       ⸻       @alternious​​​​    closed    starter    .

    *        𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚍   𝚠𝚊𝚜   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚢   𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝       ⸻       a   craft   not   many   would   so   freely   wield   in   this  realm       .      WORD   HAD   SPREAD   LIKE   ROT      ,      &   the   dark   lady   was   more   than   interested   in   its   source      .      foreign   forces   to   azeroth   weren’t   news   to   her   &   surely   many      ,      magics    that   used   both   decay   &   shadow   were    far   &   few    .      ❛   ah    ,    but   you’re   not   of   this   world      .      ❜       a   woman   JUST   as   bold   as   the   power   she   also   used       ,      ❛   . . .   you’re   not   aware    ,    are   you   ?    that   these   lands   belong   to   the   forsaken   &   i    ,   their   queen   ,    often   lack   patience   for   intrusions    .   ❜

[necrofntasia]

❝ some would say that death is the end of all feeling, i would disagree, but perhaps they take comfort from finality? one final feeling. ❞  

♡ @alternious​

[niteswcrd]

send 😘 to kiss my muse. // no longer accepting!

@alternious​ asked: 😘 well, gorr can’t really kiss & LIKE HEL would he smooch a goddess , but he can . dangerously bite .

their..   correlation   was   something   of   which   neither   party   were   entirely   keen   with   ---   but   the   goddess   found   herself   amused   by   how   thoroughly   ANNOYED   she   could   get   the   godkiller.   with   her   eternal   flame   bound   death   was   merely   a   waste   of   time,   so   any   and   all   pain   he   could   inflict   upon   her   would   be   for   naught.   and   in   such,   she   would   use   that   very   much   to   her   own   advantage.

when   else   would   she   the   opportunity   to   torment   someone   so..   alien?   with   a   small   smirk   at   his   nipping   her   shoulder   the   goddess   would   raise   a   hand   ---   green   magicks   tingling   along   the   back   of   his   head   of   which   she   held.   while   not   overly   unbearable   it   would   warrant   a   twinge   of   pain   towards   gorr,   the   goddess   DISPLEASED   with   his   behavior   as   of   recently.   

but   for   the   moment   she   would   allow   this   momentary   closeness,   as   touch   starved   as   she   was   she   would   take   what   little   she   could   get.   it   was   only   after   she   received   a   particularly   hard   bite   would   she   hiss,   eyes   narrowing   and   green   magicks   flaring   in   annoyance   ---   enough   force   to   shove   his   form   from   covering   her   own   via   PROXIMITY.   

she’d   walk   away   a   few   paces,   her   injury   already   healing   as   she   looked   over   her   shoulder   with   narrowed   eyes   ---   a   lengthy   pause   before   she   would   speak,         “         you   FORGET   yourself,   godkiller   ---   there   is   nothing   more   powerful   than   a   woman   scorned.         ”

[wargod-a2]

“  The world is much too cruel for I to defy it’s fate.  ”  But they understand the apathy of a gods, as well as the hatred of man. While their lips were tugged into a frown their mind travelled elsewhere. Perhaps the prospect of a swift end to their life and existence was somewhat cathartic, or maybe they just couldn’t handle the fear. Either way, they spoke kindly. “  Strange how I bent to the whims of those things. Tea?  ”

@alternious​ for Gorr :)

[vilestblood]

DAD I won’t let you throw me 🐺💢 I’m 5’5” I don’t count ( maika )

"Oh. There is no need to worry about it, little Maika." He offers reassurance, with only the slightest teasing edge. "You could be the one throwing shorter people to celebrate this fine day, though."