#caposition

[ryogai]

@caposition​ replied to your post: “Please get your clothes back on!! It’s winter!”

“Not this time, Advisor” - Mithridates, the madlad

“... So you’re saying you are okay with people flashing me? Isn’t that putting me i danger?”

[incorrectocquotations]

Character A: Please answer me, [Character B]. I know we can work things out, it’s been months, and I’m so sorry, I miss you, darling; I just want you to come back, I miss you. I long to hear you speak my name, for the sound of a human voice so lost to me as the chasm absorbs all sound but for the crazed and senseless ramblings of eternity uttering no words, only impulses shuddering within my mortal frame, the frenzy overtaking all that remains of my very being. The intolerable agony that threatens to consume me every waking moment and you are just beyond my reach my darling, and I can do naught but accept it, not even to pray as I have no gods, and even now I doubt they would hear the cries of such a wretched soul as I. I hope you are satisfied to see me depleted and broken, warped to the will of a strange dark entity seeping through the chasm, leeching all that binds my body together and driving me beyond the realms of sanity even now as I yearn for some response to bring me any futile relief from this existence of bottomless and unending misery.

Character A: Do you enjoy witnessing my undoing? Revel then.

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[syrkmethodos]

@caposition [heron] :// starter call 

Archimedes is suitably impressed to meet a fellow heroic mathematician, and puts on his best ‘polite’ face. There’s something oddly insincere about it, though that’s more a failing of Archimedes’ ability to act casually respectful than it is telling about his sincerity. “Heron.” He nods politely. “You came quite long after my lifetime, though I have read about you.”

“I’m inclined to ask about your class, however. Do you mind clarifying for me, if you are a Foreigner because your origins are extraterrestrial or something else?” The curiosity that he could be meeting someone other than Altera who is related to the things from solar systems beyond Earth’s is rather interesting -- although, if Heron is of nonhuman origin, it will remove a little bit of Archimedes’ inclination to share the title of ‘Mediterranean mathematician’ with him.

[berserkingpowers]

caposition replied to your post: “Those shirts look ugly and tacky.”

[Pained Marco Polo Noises]

“Was that an insect crying in pain? Hmph...” Berserker thinks anyway who wears a Hawaiian shirt has no fashion sense.

[hcreath-archive]

@caposition || Starter Call

“I want you on more missions with me, that’s not a problem is it, Archer?”

Her way of asking probably isn’t the best, but her reasons are noble, always have been. When it comes to her younger Servants Tamar can’t help but feel a certain unease about having them on the battlefield. Even Mash, the person who’s been with her since day one, the girl who seems more like a sister or daughter than a Servant.

“You understand my reasons why, I’m sure, Tell.”

[redhatkun]

Footsteps pounded up the sidewalk to the door of the flower shop. The door swung open revealing a flushed, manic Kosuke slumped and almost panting at the threshold. Eyes swept over daisies, roses, and orchids until they fell on Hana. A deep breath, another, and finally, almost as a shout, the revelation that had been plaguing his mind since the beginning of this little sprint from the school burst out of him.

“Holy crap, Hana, you like Shark?!” 

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[angelfccdie]

@caposition replied to your post: @viticsus replied to your post: ...

//Don’t worry I’ve rewatched GX enough times for multiple people

I MEAN i have a slight grasp on what happens in later seasons and how. crazy it gets but i just. stopped watching for some reason. don’t remember why tbh 8|

i’ve thought about watching it now that i have time tho

[fragmentedsilhouette]

Where in the world had she ended up now? 

Laying all around her, hundred of corpses scattered the ashen field, the high mountains in the distance eclipsing the sun. It was a land basked in shadow, one in which the dead rotted away as the ash whipped up in the wind. Whatever this place was, it was fetid, a land of blight and death, though whatever had caused this mass amount of corpses was beyond her knowledge. 

It was hard to even tell exactly what they were, these giant packs of stone strapped to their backs, the staves they used to walk collapsed beneath their bodies. Had they been traversing somewhere? It was hard for her to say. 

“My... this place is deader than the Underworld...” 

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