#eriidia

[tarkatanjaws]

cryomistrss said:@eriidia: “You’re really red right now.” from Tanya :3

“You know how I can get during kombat.”  Her back was to the wall, Tanya standing a few feet before her...if the air wasn’t already thick with tension, the smirk she wore and low tone she spoke with certainly made sure of it.  “The exertion, the blood pumping ever faster through my veins...I can’t help getting a bit heated.”

@eriidia​

[maximummusesarch]

@eriidia​

To say that Frank was rather beaten up today would be an understatement.  A bunch of punks all hopped up on MGH ganging up on him tends to leave someone looking a little worse for wear.  Nothing that some lead couldn’t handle, but still.  Regardless, though, he needs fuel for the tank.  And given his current status, that might not have been the best idea.  He ditches the skull for now, opting for plain blacks and sunglasses.  No point in hiding the bandages, but he notices someone sneaking up on him...

[amepcrdue]

⚔ @eriidia​ has crossed paths with 𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖆𝖊𝖑 ⚔

The strange man had just finished the paultry meal his few funds were able to afford before he stepped outside into the night. Being greeted by the sight of a strange woman with an even stranger weapon, he couldn’t help but immediately feel threatened by her presence, as if he had known her from somewhere before. His memories afforded him nothing, but he was ill at ease by her presence. Perhaps she hadn’t noticed him.

[eighthwcnder]

@eriidia​ | starter call. 

it is rare that someone comes all the way to her home in the mountains. and even so, it’s usually people from the village down the mountain needing her help with something. but this approaching aura was different from them. it radiated a ... light purple. it was pretty. before the woman could even reach her little porch, she would speak up.

     ❝ you aren’t from here, yes?         what do you need with me? ❞

she can’t really see her too well, but she can just tell she means no ill intent.

[lastxchild]

@eriidia​ | starter

“Whoa! Are all American chicks as tall as you?”

He gawked at her; stared up and down and back again. The giant buns and loops in her multi-colored hair felt bigger than his face. He was pretty damn sure sans Trish he’d never seen so much of a girl’s skin in his life. Cut outs and crops bared her muscles for the world. The already low waist of her pants jumped right out a rap feature on MTV. His eyes glanced over the street corners. Snoop, Biggie, and Tupac weren’t possibly near; if they were Narancia would keel over where he stood. But just maybe...

“Are you a rapper on tour here, yo? C-Can I have your autograph, yo?”

American rappers communicated that way all the time...right?

[replicantdeviancy]

pxlariis said: “Was… was that actually there? That wasn’t there was it?” (@eriidia from kara)

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    The brief yet sudden distress complaint from Kara easily caught the attention of the usually hypervigilant former deviant hunter. Immediate fret washed over him, wariness as to any potential peril. A learned response - in some rare instances Connor’s anxiety seemed to have a hair trigger hardwired within his coding from the days of constant watchfulness from within his own mind & the very real consequences of failure looming ever present over his head. Consequences that no longer posed a threat, yet those expectations created by Amanda’s quiet tyranny over his mind built a far greater adversary within; himself.

                   Psychology was so very complicated. It served to reason why their creators would design their androids to so perfectly replicate them in every way, right down to the ways in which they think & feel. One might also argue that they were never meant to feel at all, but life did find ways to evolve beyond it’s limits & adapt to overcome.

                   Connor peered past the female in his company, to where Kara’s eyes had rested moments before. He saw nothing, calculated no threat as his sensors picked up no movement to take note of. A moment of confusion as silence lingered, heavy & questioning. He turned his gaze towards the AX model, head cocked a degree to the side as his visage took on manifestation of his perplexity.  “ Are you okay? ”  was the first thing to come out of his mouth, out of the perpetual myriad of questions circling his CPU, all of which conveyed genuine concern.  “ I didn’t see anything. Perhaps you’re----- ”  ‘experiencing a glitch’, he finished in his head. He didn’t have the heart to say it aloud.

@eriidia​

[dawnblxde]

@eriidia​ - Alisa 

The man wasn’t sure at all where he had ended up, but that was the point with exploring the world. Ending up in places that were completely new. That was just fine. He knew what he wanted to do. Explore, find entertainment and eradicate hostiles.  

However, he would need to find a map or someone who knew about the area. Or simply stuff that interested him personally. Hopefully stuff like that existed here in this area of the massive world as he knew it. 

[hubristik]

@eriidia liked for an audience with the Kahn.

    “  My  daughter.  I  knew  you ‘ d  return  to  me.  ”     Uncanny  contentment  distorts  his  visible  features  ,  almost  fatherly  in  his  very  own  way.  Anger  that  festered  ever  since    the  dire  news  of  Mileena ‘ s  ‘ demise ’  slowly  fades.  He  should  have  known.  He  should  have  known  those  were  LIES  meant  to  demoralize  him.

      Pride  envelops  him  ,  reassured  it  was  indeed  the  perfect  heir  of  his  empire.  Between  the  sorcerer ‘ s  every  experiments  ,  most  of  them  a  disappointment  ,  this  was  the  craft  he  TRULY  admired.  Still  ,  some  questions  were  left  needing  answers.

      “ What  treachery  did  Kotal  employ  to  keep  you  away  from  the  throne  ?  “