#existageentropy

[tiimor-blog1]

@exitstageentropy

Ω – —  ”A new comer, I welcome you..”

[shroudedshadow-archived]

Magnificent, twisting nebulae, painted a thousand shades of violet and crimson, crossed the sky as the male headed to the docks. As lulled by the taste of power in the air as by the power within himself, he let his legs take him ten blocks through the congested streets, thinking of all the possible beings that could emanate so naturally a power, which he would only accredit to beings such as him and his Queen and those akin to his mother.

The voices within him implored him to seek out the entity, but he wouldn’t allow that to hold him back from what he had to do. To sway Terraria, and possibly it’s heiress as well- and assassinate the that realm usurper.

The docks during the day were just as busy as they were at night, but its shadows were much shorter. He wound his way past mountains of containers, stacked up in their hundreds in anticipation for loading.

Though the shouting of men and the incessant ring of metal on metal  pleased the male, it would serve to muffle any noise in case he strayed on the path of corruption. Strange how this had become some routine, even the compensation for his tainted being, he felt as home in his current act as he would in his home dimension.  From the back streets, the whisper of the shadows, even the weaving of light about him as the destination came into view; the devils gate.

Though this is where the male felt most at home, the moment between action and reaction.

A lone shadow flashed over the males shoulders. The target reeled back, clutching at his throat and making a hideous choking noise. Crimson droplets spurted through his fingers, around the handle of an immaculate crest.  The crest of his employer- more to the point, the crest that he now owned.

Exhale

The assignment had gone off without a singular hitch; even the cleanup had not seen his insanity rear its head. Nevertheless, here he now stood on the precipice of the outside world the door still ajar from his exit, his fingers clutching at his raven locks, fighting as it rose in challenge to that immense power from earlier.

Then suddenly the corruption found an outlet in a lone worker; hands finding purchase about the humani’s throat, onyx eyes alight with madness, the moonlight not even daring strike upon his being in fear.  Control was slipping.. The humans beneath his palms deteriorating.. Then it was there that being… bringing him back by her mere presence in the vicinity.

She surpassed even his Guide’s power when in the throes of his anger- flight would serve only to leave him clueless, fighting would serve fatal. He had to find out what other being had power great enough to quell his madness, so there he awaited her. No trace of the male that had strayed too close to the devil’s gate.  

[sonictheasshole-blog]

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☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?

Already answered! 

[disasterghaster-moved]

i can’t respond cohernetly becausei had to much wine ton night cap

but thank yeh thank. fuckin thank. like wow. sits.

like, if you ever get a chance i wouldn’t mind if you let me know like what’s good and bad about any of the characters you’ve had a look at

also

a shoutout to all my rp partners from me, here, because if eren’t for some of them there wouldn’t be much for this person to read and enjoy lmao

rp isn’t a one man tango, ya know

they great

alright im going to bed while i can for owrk

gnight

and thak

[jestingchester-blog]

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exitstageentropy

♠ “Hello, hello! Yes, you right there! I’d advise you not to take another step, unless you want to step into that portal right there. Of course, if you do want to, I won’t stop you.”

The strange being gestured to a spot on the ground before him that appeared to be a hole in the ground. Not any ordinary hole... it was dark, and.. hey, was that a pair of eyes?