#charredchesspiece

[sixba]

Cont. || @charredchesspiece

Light brown irises stared at the reflection as he turned towards the mirror to admire his new accessory. "A collar." Simba repeated as his eyes locked on the shiny silver pendant for a few moments before he looked back at the butler from over his shoulder. "Does this mean that everybody here likes me now?" By that, the cub thought it was some type of uniform like the staff wore around the manor and that he was now 'included' in such activities if that were even possible.

That had to be what it was, right?

"Everybody else has the same colors on too." He returned his attention to the mirror now gazing at the soft thick black strap around his neck. While it wasn't bothering him, it was still taking some adjusting on his end though he did have to admit it was rather on the comfortable side. "Does this mean that I can go wherever I want to now around here?" Not that he didn't already, he was just wondering If the collar was now considered an official form of consent instead. "Like outside without permission and stuff?"

[uminonagare-moved]

@charredchesspiece || starter call. (accepting.)

ㅤㅤIT was a dark, rainy night with nothing in sight but the all-consuming darkness and the occasional flicker of the dim streetlamps cascading over the streets. The sorcerer was leaned against a nearby alleyway wall, finding himself a bit exhausted after a troublesome encounter with a shadowed creature that somehow got away -- much to his dismay.

ㅤㅤEven if he was used to the job, it didn't make it all the less tiring ( not to mention, damned bastard nicked him a few times. ) He popped out a cigarette and dug into his pocket for a lighter. At least between the alleyways, there was still some form of coverage from the pattering rain.

ㅤㅤThe unusually sweet scent of his cigarettes wafted in the air despite the overpowering fragrance of the rain. He breathed out weary sigh, a puff of smoke floating up into the air as he mindlessly gazed off into the dark, cloudy skies. That is ... until footsteps approached and he clicked his tongue, crushing his cigarette out.

ㅤㅤ" There's nothing to see here, you know. "

[asmaticbomb]

starter for @charredchesspiece

of all the places his portals had taken him, that one was indeed one of the strangest — and most interesting. just look at all those pompous people, it was as if they were all astarion's children (and thank mystra they weren't).

but they weren't normal people either… or maybe they were. the world was so small, but the universe and the places the astral plane could connect you to were so vast and— oops!! he accidentally bumped into someone!

"sorry! i didn't see you." gale put his hands behind his back and stared at the man in front of him… what a strange figure. what was he, a magistrate?

"how can i help?"

[perspextivexx]

@charredchesspiece Muse

Kiara jumped at the voice in her ear, a chill running down her spine as she rapidly pulled away and hid her sketchbook in her bag. She didn’t hear footsteps, didn’t notice him move behind her. Not that she noticed anything after she was pulled into darkness by simply glancing at him from across the way.

“I, I don’t know what you mean.” She stumbled through a clumsy lie, having heard eternal screams of the damned in that vision that still rung in her ears. “I’m just a wandering traveler.”

[devilsprophet]

@charredchesspiece In lieu of an inbox meme continued.

"Why, our distinguished members of court, who else?" Astor replies, hands held idly behind his back as the two lingered on the outskirts of festivities, men and women dressed in their finery, flouncing about like the little dolls they were.

"It's natural, I suppose, to be curious of newcomers. You are quite the novelty of the week—Sebastian, was it?"

[kyukicho]

"Oh ho~, so it is true what they say, that demons truly truly don't age."

[swcllcwscng]

Yanqing looked around cautiously as he approached the large mansion, he made sure to cover his head with a hood as he was trying to protect himself from the rain.

He blinked his eyes a few times before entering the large place, he hoped he wasn't disturbing anyone nor anything as he crept. Everything around here looked to be old fashioned, like the olden days.

Did a powerful warlord live here?

Also what kinds of weapons did this place held?

The very thought of seeing many forms of swords made the youth's mind want to scream in excitement, he kept himself quiet, not trying to alert anyone of his presence.

@charredchesspiece

[ypokosmo-theos]

“ What the hell are you doing? “

Hades was looking up to the sky as the rain fell around him, watching the clouds pass by. He blinks when he hears a voice and more over touched to bring him out of the rain. Immediately he slips his arm free of the hold and moves a bit further away.

"... I do not understand why you would care or notice me here in the dark... However I am watching the clouds."