#explorerezreal

[ask-riven]

// I also totally ran into @explorerezreal / @lilithphaedracosplay on Day 1, and again on Day 2.  We paused for a duckface selfie, because what would be better than a duckface selfie?  She’s also a total nerd.

PS - She’s dressed as Spellthief Lux.  It was also adorable and very well done.

[the-piltovian-inventor]

ü

send me ü for my muse to react to a silly face yours just made at them!

The inventor laughed then made a silly face back at him. 

[ask-riven]

₪

// He ejaculates ghosts, confirmed.  But seriously...

Ezreal is smart.  He’s a nerd, and a dork, but he’s smart.  He’s a little foolhardy at times, and overly enthusiastic, often diving headfirst into a new discovery, literally, but Ezreal is very good at problem-solving, tracking down legends and artifacts, and even forming his own major theories.  He’s well-respected by several people in high places throughout Piltover, and maintains a good standing with many in academia.  Some people doubt his ability to perform, as he is very young, but his results speak louder than their doubts, even if he has to “borrow” a priceless artifact from time to time...

[orianna-clockwork]

-“You’re going to save them and for what? They don’t appreciate you!”

Orianna took a heavy, troubled sigh. She looked out her window at the glistening city of Piltover, smoke still billowing from Jinx’s latest attack. It hurt Orianna deeply to see her city in such disrepair. Father wouldn’t like to see his home like this. 

“I know that, Ezreal. But we must all play our part before the curtain falls, or else the show will end in disaster. No matter what my role in this...Mess is, I will fulfill it with all of my being. If people mock my clockwork form, if they revile the Ball and I, if people riot in the streets, I must continue on!” Orianna clutched her chest tightly, programmed tears stinging at her eyes. 

The clocktower suddenly chimed, signaling noon to the clockwork and Ezreal. With renewed purpose, she wiped her tears away and turned to face the blonde explorer. 

“What else would you have me do? Stand idly by while the city burns around me, waiting until the flames crawl up my legs and consume every fiber of my being before I act? Or would you have me stand alone, listening to the thrumming music of this battle and not dance? I know you care, Ezreal. I know you care immensely. But this is what Father would want, and I must fulfill my purpose. Please understand,” Orianna passionately replied, placing her hand on Ezreal shoulder as she walked by him, “if I don’t act, I may as well die. If I cannot fulfill my purpose, then I am useless. A useless machine is thrown away. Do you understand?’

[the-piltovian-inventor]

🔈 I NEED MORE ISABEL VOICE OMG

Send 🔈for the Mun to voice act a line said by the muse.

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@explorerezreal

[the-piltovian-inventor]

🎼

send me a  🎼  and i’ll link a song that represents my muse’s feelings about yours.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e6oYmHdMWzw

[orianna-clockwork]

UNF

Orianna blinked in surprise. Ezreal’s arm wrapped around her waist, his other arm leaning against the wall. Effectively, she was trapped in his embrace. 

“Ezreal, this is...Unusual of you,” she said, unsure of how to respond to the situation. She could feel his heartbeat in his palm, the rapid pounding practically echoing in her body. It made her feel warm; alive even. 

He didn’t reply. Instead, he brought his face closer to Orianna’s and kept his face but a few inches from hers. In the clockwork’s head, it suddenly clicked. The way he was hunched over, leaning in, pinning her in his embrace...He wanted her. Desperately, it seemed. 

She corrected her posture, leaning into his embrace. Her cold, metal hand brushed his cheek. Her free hand trailed his abdomen, stopping at his multitude of belts. The way his hand filled her with warmth, the way his breath gave her life...Instantly, she was addicted to the feeling of being alive. 

“The way you’re looking at me, I can tell you’re curious. Yes, I am...Fully functional.”

[the-piltovian-inventor]

△

Somehow our characters get into a playful wrestling match. Send me a △ and my character will react to feeling yours has become... excited.

By someway or another he’d managed to pin her causing the inventor to frown and try and wiggle to break free. It was during this that she’d noticed an interesting development and a sly smirk crept on her face. Positive she now had the upper hand the inventor stopped wiggling and brought up a leg to rub against him.