#everythingoutofcontext

[bigbadshiba-blog]

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Agnes waved at them, her lips curling into a grin. "What's up?"

[bonesandflowers]

ooc;; THIS IS SUPER LATE AND IDGAF BUT --- how's about the kiddie thing with Travis and Perse? Nvmthefacthe'sdeadssshhhh

    •    Name: Anastasia (Ana and/or Stacy)    •    Gender: female    •    General Appearance: Ana’s hair is a glossy black     and straight as a board with bangs cut in neat line; it ends at the small of her back and she enjoys taking care of it. Her skin is very fair and free of blemishes - save more maybe some old childhood scars from playing too rough. Her eyes are a deep amethyst, same as her mother’s. She’s not a big fan of make-up besides lipgloss and mascara.    •    Personality:  Ana is foremost reserved and polite, and kind to all those she greets. Though, regretfully she feels she can be awkward and be at a loss to find a subject to talk about and how to make people feel comfortable - but she tries her best. On that note, she’s very tenacious (and stubborn) and she never gives up on something that she’s started. Demure, she may be, she has a tendency to snap at the most mildly annoying and trivial things and doesn’t that much of a patience (she’s trying to be more patient, but it’s really difficult). Besides being easy to irritate, she hasn’t got much of a temper and much better prefers to be mellow when someone’s angry at her (because if she’s calm that only intensifies their anger and it’s hella funny). She’s got Travis’s sarcasm and Persephone’s sass - so most regret it when they annoy her.     •    Special Talents: Being Persephone’s daughter she’s inherited powers over flora and has a profound bond with animals. However she’ much more skilled at communicating with nature rather than making things grow. Ana is also  talented soccer player, and is the star forward of her team.    •    Who they like better: Depends on how she’s feeling and what she wants to do - you honestly want to maker her choose?    •    Who they take after more: Stacy personally believes she takes more after her father.    •    Personal Head canon: Anastasia likes to appear to be a major tomboy - hangout with the guys, show a distaste for make-up, and mainly be interested in sports. She has one big secret though: she loves, loves that doll series, Monster High, and has all the movies, dolls, and other accessories stashed in her room, on the highest shelf in her closet. Only a few people know this so, shhh-!

[flawless-copy]

Pride.

  Seven had smelt something foul in the air as he had been sitting alone at his shrine. It made his skin tingle and he couldn't just leave it un-investigated so the boy got up. Considering his kimono was easy to move in, he kept it on and planned to fight in it as well if it came to that. The experiment took the trees as he was sniffing out the smell that was floating on the wind. It didn't smell like one of the beasts that the scientists made but it could be considered dangerous, just by the smell.

  The boy was unaware that he was going after someone's target. All he knew was that he didn't want this thing or whatever it was to continue. He had seem some people under go some pretty nasty deaths before and it caused ongoing nightmares, every single night. He wished that on no one. The boy's bare feet silently made contact with the earth as he was behind his prey.

  Seven didn't think that this man was one of the beasts but he surely smelt like shit. The experiment hold out his hand and let his sword materialize within his slim fingers. The angel copy took into a run and jumped, coming down with a swinging motion that cut that man's head off with one swift motion. "May the lord have mercy on 'our soul."  He said as he swiped his sword clean of the blood, it was something he always said when taking a life.

[pastelvanity-blog]

            "You shoot me dooown but I won't fall ~ I am titaaaaa~niiiiiii~uuuuum~ ♪  " Aggressive -- and loud -- singing by yours truly ヽ(●ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ●)ﾉﾟ

[trustthylove-blog]

           "My back hurts" Came the angel's whining, and he gracefully descended from air from where he was flying, casually laying himself on the sidewalk. It's okay if he got run by a car he was already dead before; but right now Eros wished that someone would step on his back. Someone who could see him that is. Being a decade years old tired the crappola out of him especially his back. He felt as if osteoporosis was getting into him