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[occultacarne]

@bulletcoutures​

Breathe, Sun. Breathe. 

Eugh, how many times is he telling himself this? He’s lost count, but that’s not the only thing he’s lost. Sprawled out unconscious (or worse) are several bodies around his feet. He doesn’t want to find out if they are alive. He did this. Through his rage and building anger. 

This....was an accident. It was an accident. You had no choice. They left you no choice.

But he knows....Sun knows he did have a choice. He could have ran, he could have ignored them. He didn’t have to go as hard as he did on them. Golden eyes scans the bodies. He hears one of them groan, but there’s no sign of them waking up any time soon. Sun steps back until his body presses against the wall behind him. He’s curled at the corner, tail wrapped around his ankles.

Breathe, Sun....Breathe. Bre--

The action is a quick one. The way he picks up the nearest rock and CHUNKS it with all of his strength at the source whatever approached. He lowers his body a little further to the ground. Tail remains wrapped around his ankles. 

“It was an accident...I didn’t---I didn’t mean to hurt them badly.” He says defensively. 

[heart3yed]

@bulletcoutures / starter call.

💛 💜 ❤️ || though greatly accustomed to human civilization by now, old habits die remarkably hard or resurface on occasion. satori doesn't often retreat into the lifestyle of HERMITUDE for long, but when she does, it often takes great energy to slip out of those habits. she's following the stray cat with the same sort of NONCHALANCE one would exercise in buying a carton of eggs or a bottle of milk; all despite nimble movements and slipping through alleyways. she's not near as out of breath as expected when she reaches her destination. sleepy eyes offer a knowing look as the feline flicks his tail and slips through a hole in the wall. ❝mm, i see you already have a FRIEND.❞ she was warned ahead of time that she may not be alone, strands of pink hair brushed away from her blank expression. the stranger stands tall, towering over the dingy contents of the alleyway. ❝i didn't expect someone so REGAL in her bearing to pay them any mind.❞

[reversedpsync]

@bulletcoutures 

Ryuki had found himself at the ‘star-den’ party mostly by chance, but he’d ended up deciding to stay once he’d taken a brief look around. It was hard to not be drawn in a little- he wouldn’t say he had much of a sense of aesthetic design, but it was objectively a pretty sight. 

“I have to wonder what’s going on back home...” He wasn’t sure if he’d really come to terms with this place and all its weirdness, and he maybe never fully would, but he’d at least accepted that this wasn’t at all like Japan. He’d found himself stopped in front of a model of the earth, picking it up into his hands after a couple moments. “What’s going to happen with the case? Or maybe I should just stop thinking about that... not like I can investigate it from here.”

He paused a moment, then turned a bit, a hint of embarrassment on his face when he realized a woman had been standing right nearby. “Oh, uh- I was just talking out loud. Sorry about that.”

[jesterofinaba]

magician!adachi starter | @bulletcoutures​

“Hey, a stunning lady such as yourself could do with a fortune, don’t you think?”

The magician gives a grin, fanning out his deck of tarot cards. Much like most other magic tricks and other things he tried to sell with a winning grin, it was a scam meant for him to pick pockets to line his own. Something told him it would be a bad idea to cross this lady, though, so maybe he just charges his regular price for once.

“You look like you can handle bad vibes coming your way, but it’s always better to know, right? Besides, I think the cards like you.”

[isolaradiale]

hello hello! here to submit my app for bayonetta/cereza of bayonetta! application can be found on the sidebar links titled isola app or simply via /app. cheers!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale!

You will be housed in APARTMENT 311.

You’ll retain your  enhanced strength, though barely enough to lift a car. 

You will also be given a toy gun.

– ⋆ arcturus.

[wiitchtime]

“I have awaited this day, for too long.”

                 ❝ –  i've heard of going to 'fuck yourself', rather outdated term -- wouldn't you agree? ❞ RODIN NEVER FAILED TO PLEASE -- the arena was set, the grand dance floor was hers to unleash as many layers of INFERNO upon, it never hurt to rehearse. rather than a squeaky imitation of an angel, or an unfortnate REAL one caught for the very reason of experimentation. oh, how she loved to experiment. but no amount of sparring ever left her truly breathless, panting in exhileration and her toes curling from pleasure that only came from a GOOD TIME, and who better of a dance partner... than herself.

                she didn't know what strings he pulled, what underground dealings it required for such an event to occur -- and she wasn't complaining. her vision could not have been clearer since learning the truth, like murky water finally settling and the ripples finally stop and the mud returning to the bed allowing it to go crystal clear... so she knew this was no mere doppelganger, no JOY looking to seek vengance for her humilation. she saw a pair of eyes she could finally recognise.

            BAYONETTA lifts her arms, allowing the streaks of dark hair wave from her upparms, like a strutting peacock she caresses down her arm with the back of her hand, slender fingers trace down her neck until it came to a slow stop at the bottom of her watch -- the gem seeming to glint as her hand flicks out prompting her to spin, letting the hair trail around like the bottoms of a princess dress before she stops with a firm slam of her heel, the same fingers come to her lips, blowing a kiss at herself.

               ❝ –  i'd wish you luck, dear.                                     but we've never needed it.❞

❤️ *  ―Fighting or Sparring.

[shobainin]

      “Oh, just who I was waiting for! I hope it will fit your liking, after all, I’m here to serve you”

@bulletcoutures​  requested a starter

[salfxsher]

@bulletcoutures​ || You Called? 🍰

“Excuse me, ma’am. Are you, uhh-- wait a second, sorry.” Sal reached into his pocket with one hand; and held a plastic bag towards her with the other.

After an awkward 5 seconds he was finally able to dig the small note out of his pocket and read it. “Oh. Bayo...netta? You ordered this cake and wine, didn’t you ma’am?” He had some trouble finding this woman, but that was neither here nor there now. Sal was just worried this might’ve been the wrong person.

It’s happened before. Sometimes it was a prank pulled by friends of a friend, other times it was an honest mistake.