#angeltabris

[kujoutengu]

@angeltabris​

“Some say that having the gift of sight is a blessing. Other’s say it is a curse.

It is, actually neither, but rather both.”

[kujoutengu]

alt!

Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a character I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!  : Accepting! 

“Ah, hello. Are you here to read, as well?” The Espeon at his side looked up at the new person, giving them a once over before lowering his head to resume his nap. He was quite content on his trainer’s lap, and hopefully Lucian would not make to move.

Lucian - Pokemon DPPt (He is on my multi muse blog!)

[sterrenlied]

🎶 | @angeltabris // STARTER CALL

✧*:･ﾟ| THOUGH he's not all too CONFIDENT about the situation he's been thrown into, Siebren nevertheless regards it with grace. It took some growing used to, as does most things, but Siebren hss since settled into this new norm, even if it'll disappear within the passing of the week. Nevertheless, he's always taken health and safety seriously, often being the first among his crew to ensure that protocols were kept in a TIMELY manner. For as much as a scatterbrained man he may seem, drowning in his studies, he can be the first to spring to action when prompted.

THE weapon in his hands feels STRANGE, much unlike the hyperspheres he helped to invent. Guns are not strange to him, not entirely, but he's always stuck to wielding certain models, and only when absolutely necessary. Violence, oh how he avoids it like the plague!

ONE shot, followed by another. Aim is still impeccable, regardless of how ill fitting the weapon is in his tight grip. ❝One down.❞ Words spoken in a clear voice as a Databug bursts into data and code, no corpse to be LEFT BEHIND. Gun lowers, eyes wandering, as if expecting something to be left behind. Isn't that how video games work?

IN his silent rumination, he's focused solely upon sidewalk cracks, weeds slinking between grey stone. Gun raises once more as footsteps ECHO at his back, but just as quickly as it is pulled forth, it is lowered once again, pressed against his side awkwardly. Someone, human perhaps?

❝HOI, pleasant weather to be stopping these nasty bugs!❞

[thirdchance]

mission: cliffhangers ☾ @angeltabris​

content warning for heavy religious themes and mentions of ritual sacrifice

Ayanami had not visited Archimedes with the intention of finding Savior’s Respite, let alone throwing herself down it. In fact, she had found herself feeling something akin to disappointment upon receiving the mission brief, a small notification on her phone popping up as she crossed the border between wards.

A challenge for foolhardy thrill seekers to test their metal in a place of reverence did not interest Ayanami in the slightest. In fact, she almost felt reproachful of the adventurers littering the ward, animatedly describing their feats of bravery in conquering the most basic of human instincts.

It was the Church of Onoma that had piqued Ayanami’s curiosity, bone-white and looming in presence. She had read about Onoma and its forebodingly familiar, two-pronged pantheon in the library of Spirale University earlier that morning, although the texts available were admittedly sparse. After some time prodding the half-awake librarian for answers the books could not provide, she was politely directed to a bus station near the campus which could deliver her to the Church’s front steps by lunch time – if she was fast.

With little else planned for the day and a burning curiosity that surprised even Ayanami, she found herself in Archimedes three hours later, dwarfed by the towering pillars and high-roofed buildings her history books had described. The Onoma was not easily missed. As the bus pulled away and she crossed the cobbled street towards the place of worship, Ayanami noticed the sun-bleached front doors were closed shut and a sombre choral hum was emanating from within. Reaching for the handle, a polite older man sitting on the stone steps of the cathedral made a quiet noise and shook his head.

“Church is in session miss. Come back in an hour and you can go inside.”

So, with little else to do but sit and wait, Ayanami wandered. Past the main square, along narrow side streets, and through thickets of brush and small flowers, it wasn’t long before she found the winding stone paths gave way to dirt and grass, the stucco walls replaced by tall and leafy trees. Something within her urged her to turn around, to cease her aimless wandering before she found herself lost with no recourse.

But something drew her further in, an unnatural influence urging her deeper and deeper along the wooded path until abruptly there was no more path to walk along. Ahead was a canyon brimming deceptively with flowers of all shapes and colours, captivating and cruel as they fanned out over great, jagged stones. Ayanami thought she recognized this place from her reading, a sort of sacrificial alter upon which the native Archimedians in the past would cast their bravest of offerings. One soul’s blood for mankind’s prosperity. That was a language she certainly understood.

Peering down into its depths, Ayanami regarded the canyon with a withering stare, reminded of the adventurers she had felt so scornful towards earlier that afternoon.

“They are desecrating your resting places. I’m sorry.” She said, bowing her head as if in prayer for the graveyard and the old bones resting within it.

[kujoutengu]

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50 Random Character Questions: Accepting!

What’s one memory with a friend that you’re fond of? 

“Well, there was a time when, on the Celestial Plain, ma cherie gave poor Marco a run for his money. She loved to race the celestials, and she especially loved to have Marco join her.

It was fun to watch them run about and be so carefree.” He mostly stayed alongside Hakuba and Azumi, with Sado joining them to watch from time to time.

Pick a scar/injury you have/had and talk about how you got it.

Waka paused before letting out a small sigh. “I have many scars over the years, though most have faded. The one that hasn’t is on my back, and was the result of not paying attention due to trying to save someone.” He remembered trying to take hold of Hakuba’s hand, only for a demon to slash him across the back as she was devoured by another. The mere memory was enough to have him close his eyes in pain.

When he opened them, the pain was gone and he moved onto the next question as if nothing had happened.

What kind of holidays do you celebrate? Do you not? Do you celebrate with friends/family or alone? Which one is your favorite? 

“I really do not celebrate many, if any holidays. If I do, they are often festivals, and most times I spend them alone. However, I have joined my fellow troopers on occasion if something was going on in the capital, and I would sometimes stop by Kamiki during their yearly festival.

I do not have a particular favourite.”

[anglerfishnabe]

Send 💭 + a topic and my muse will tell you what they think about it. (ACCEPTING)

@angeltabris​ sent:  💭 cats...

“ ...not much to say really. I wouldn’t say they hold much importance for me but...

“ They’re not too bad. Definitely wins over the company of most humans haha. Guess you could say I’m used to having those two around.. “

[isolaradiale]

hello! kaworu nagisa from neon genesis evangelion here, as per prior reserve. app can be found under /app!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Kaworu!

You will be housed in HOUSE 109.

You will retain your A.T. field, however you can only use it to levitate up to 20 minutes a day and will be given a wooden pole.

– mod pleiades.