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               It wasn’t a mystery that Crim didn’t get along well with others.                   It wasn’t odd for the skeleton to make wise-cracks at another’s expense, nor was it obscure for him to pull-- sometimes cruel-- pranks for his own amusement. While he wasn’t a pure sadist, living in the underground had instilled a quality of amusement drawn from other’s misfortune. Of course there was a line, but it was there nonetheless.                That being said, it was becoming abundantly clear that humans didn’t know where to draw the line-- and quite liked to test his patience. Because at the current time, as the skeleton walked along the sidewalk-- a small group of humans were following him. Of course there was the usual gawking, but that was to be expected at this point. The insults and venom that shot out of their mouths? Well, to a degree, that was to be expected as well. People feared what they weren’t familiar with, after all. That didn’t make it any less of a dick move though. 

                While normally he wouldn’t have hesitated to skewer their sorry asses-- that wasn’t an option right now. The situation between the monsters and humans was... Delicate. Monsters were already intimidating as is, and their typical violent nature didn’t make things easier. There were already a couple news stories circulating about assault... He really didn’t need to add to that.                 So, down the street he continued to stroll-- hands stuffed deep within jacket pockets, and skull hunkered down to try and ignore it best he could. That being said, there was of course, quiet curses muttered between pointed teeth. 

[unimatronic]

@efflorescencearcana / @gaymusecollection // for Erika!

The little sheep animatronic isn’t used to visitors. In fact, most living people don’t come around here anymore at all. The only people she’s had to play with in the past twenty years are the WANDERing dog and the ghosts of children who aren’t quite there anyways. They always follow the same patterns, do the same things, but Peepers? She’s aware. Fully awake. Alone.

The presence of a stranger on the odd patch of dead grass, however, alerts the animatronic into full awake mode. She’d been sitting on a swing, listening to the souls sleep in the unmarked graves beneath. The patch of dead grass fits a perfect rectangle that starts a yard out from the playground and ends just feet before the daycare begins. It was promised to be left alone. By the looks of the playground and the animatronic shed’s placement, however, it seems the promise has long since been broken.

“Hello?” hello, hello? her voice calls, a couple of other hello’s thrown out from different sources. Peepers’ mouth does not move while she speaks. In fact, she does not move at all, aside from the slow rocking on the creaky swing. “Who’s there?” Who is it? Who’s come to play? “It’s not safe here.” Not safe... too dangerous. Please don’t hurt us, we’re not here for hurting.

[gaymusecollection]

DO YA EVER STOP AND WONDER WHY THE LESSER “IMPORTANT” ORGANS WEREN’T HELPLESSLY DISCARDED DURING THE PROCESS OF CREATION? PERSONALLY IT’S A BUNCH OF FILLER WHERE MORE IMPORTANT ADDITIONS COULD BE — LIKE TEETH.

Hello, 911? Yeah, there’s a floating pyramid talking about replacing organs with teeth and it’s freaking me the hell out. Can ya come and arrest me please and get me outta here???

[asteriiism-blog]

@efflorescencearcana​ || Plotted Starer Call (Phoebe)

     The gentle breeze that flutters carelessly through the unearthly forest brings with it bright, colorful petals that had ceased to exist in the mortal world some few centuries ago, and a curious scent he hasn’t had the chance to pick up on in quite some time (perhaps, in centuries, as well). While supernatural beasts that had once thrived in thick forests and vast fields were commonplace here, their presence in the mortal world had been dwindling for some time - concrete and tall buildings having taken over much of the land, and it was rare for the forest to have a guest it welcomed with open arms rather than one it scorned. He doubted their guest would have a difficult time leaving. The forest was calm, the creatures still scurrying about freely rather than flocking to him for protection, and the plants remaining idle rather than twisting into the unforgiving maze that greeted most who set foot within the bridge that connected the mortal world to that which extended beyond it. 

      Yet, it seemed rather impolite not to seek their guest out and greet them properly - the indirect welcome of small blooms of alstroemerias scattering along the forest floor wasn’t the best way to greet someone. Then again, he rather enjoyed getting the chance to speak to those who still hailed from the mortal world, though he was free to come and go as he pleased, he rarely left the boundary of Whitebridge Forest. After all, if he wasn’t careful, the vivid, eerie flowers that rooted themselves within his flesh, and bloomed upon his skin would be cause for alarm he wasn’t eager to be a part of. Choosing to remain secluded within the forest prevented that, as well as prevented him from mingling in the affairs of mortals. He did tend to be rather nosy when given the chance. 

      Seamlessly, he made his way around thick, lush trees that extended endlessly towards the sky above - towering even the skyscrapers mankind had built, dense patches of bright, otherworldly flowers, and hefty bushes. The gentle hum and vibration that seems to carry through the entire forest to his feet along carrying him in the right direction - this did; however, give him the bad habit of startling others. Heading towards the front of the forest, he could spot the stranger through a small clearing of trees where the sun soaked into the earth through the tangled web of branches that seemed to extend endlessly in every direction. He knocks softly against one of the trees to make his presence known before stepping into the small clearing.  

                “Good morning, miss. My name is Ambrose; this forest is my home, and I welcome you to it. It is rare for me to have guests, though, is there a reason you came here today?” 

         He offers a warm smile in greeting, though he makes no indication that he’s aware of what she is - he’s rather used to unicorns being skittish creatures and doesn’t wish to upset her unintentionally (if she is, he does not know; he is used to the creatures of the forest who flee at the sight of humans or become hostile towards them), he does nothing to hide his otherworldly nature - the edges of sleeves slipping beyond his wrist to reveal the buds of flowers that have begun to grow upon his forearms. He is curious, though, how or why she’s wandered into the forest, as it tends to only draw in those it has ill feelings towards, and it clearly welcomes her, leading him to believe she crossed the border of her own accord (if she realizes she was no longer in the mortal world, though, he does not know).     

[snobbishbookworm]

@efflorescencearcana

“I am extremely proud of my magical ability. You have to be if you want a skill on my level.~”

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Con’t --> x w/ @efflorescencearcana

           A quiet chuckle had ran out from his diaphragm, as he saw how the guys that stood between him and Lacey were taken aback for a moment. Damn right, he thought-- as anger twisted together and wove itself with that same amusement. The sadistic strain that had thoroughly embedded itself in him during his time in the Underground, now rearing its head in the form of a sharp smile. Unlike the one’s he’d given Lacey earlier, there was no warmth within that expression-- despite how those pin-light red eyes glowed brightly within the darkness.                 There was only rage truly present. 

            “Tch tch tch... Don’cha know it ain’t nice ta disturb people dis time o’ night?” While it might have been a teasing line, it was uttered in a growl that brought a slight reverb to the words. “Lucky fer me-- this counts as self defense.” -- and he had the ring on her finger to prove that. Since those things only went off when the intent to harm was directed at you. “So how bout I teach ye guys a bit o’ manners?” 

            One socket went completely dark, while the other seemed to burst into a wild red and yellow flame. Yet another chuckle, as he brought his hand up from his pocket as the assailants started to back away-- only for red glowing spiked bones to rain down from the sky overhead. Piercing concrete with loud cracks. They all came to form a kind of cage around the three, and for good measure, with a wave of his hand-- more bones materialized and extended over the top.              “I wouldn’t touch dose if I were you.” He once again chuckled, as he watched them cower in the cage. His intent had only been to scare them shitless, in all honesty. It had only been then, that he finally turned to Lacey-- and the expression on his face drastically changed. It went from one filled with rage, to one topped to the brim with concern. The flame in his socket going out, with a shrug of shoulders.                 Truly, he had a lot better control over his rage than most. 

            “Ya uh... doin ok there, bud? Know ya got some harm done ta ya, dunno where though.” Another thing in regards to the ring. Allowed it to be known damage was done, but not where it was located or how severe-- it wasn’t that strong of an attachment, after all. Noticing her phone on the floor-- he went to pick it up. “Ma bro already knows I up and vanished, n’has got the actual authorities comin this way fer this.” He’d told him where he was going just before short-cutting there, having already told the taller skeleton what the situation was a while ago.

[sparkadreama]

☽: i don’t know how our muses can interact w/ efflorescencearcana!

Why are we not writing already?: Always Accepting!

Well friendo, that’s what plotting be for! Which, I am always always up for! I’m more then sure we can figure at least a couple ideas out if we tried! Looking over your muses again I already got a couple ideas of which muses could be fun to see interact! Feel more then free to pop my my IMs anytime or you can also ask for my Discord too! Let’s plot stuff!