Who the hell is that.
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Who the hell is that.
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the dynamic duo is coming for me hide yo kids,,,, bUT ALSO YOU TOO SQUARE UP????
❛ hey, it's okay. i didn't mean to scare you. ❜
IT FEELS UNREAL TO LOOK AT HIM AT TIMES, TO HEAR HIS VOICE, and be in the same realm as him. he is everything and nothing all at once, an identity that is slowly drifting and sailing further away ——— falling apart into a distant DREAM, a silhouette that can never quite find its FORM. you think, in the wheat fields of aedes elysiae, this is the only way that you can find peace within your heart. to embrace the fading today as you face on a tomorrow that you are unsure will ever come, that is your destiny. the will that weighs all too heavy on your shoulders that you feel that it will SUFFOCTE you in your dreams. the trailblazer can only gaze distantly, hoping to keep them — him in the same plane. even for just this moment, even if everything falls into an incomprehensible nothing, let this become something that will TEMPORARILY melt away fears.
they know. god, they know what would become of them & of everyone if they stay here helplessly. they have learned their lesson well, faced the TRUTH in their hearts that they would have to stir from this endless escapism keep moving forward. for now, the trailblazer moves selfishly. surging to WRAP around him, securing him in arms with trembling frame. so afraid to lose what they have presently but not trying to to cause even greater concern than they already have.
" sorry, i. . . " they trail, swallowing the lump in their throat as they laugh BITTERLY. ( i̷͕͓̙̬͗̑͝'̸̜̺̮͚̆m̴̝͓̈̿ͅͅ ̷̙͙̱͍͂l̸̬̖̀̔̉o̷͖͔͊s̵̖̥̟͗͂i̷̤̘̯̒̀͜n̸͙͙̼̍̆́̔ḡ̵̨̅̀ ̶͓͘y̵̝͍̌̅ö̴̗̙̖́̉̄ŭ̶̺̖́.̷̬̃̐̈́͝ ̴͚͇̩͒ ̶̯̠̠̄̐͠ ̵͔̳̗̟̇͗́é̷̪̲͋͘v̵͕̪͕̖̍e̸̪͙̙͊͋̆͆ṙ̴̺͖̄ỳ̴̡ö̶̰́̑ņ̶̩̫̄̄̕e̵̢͕̽̀.̶̜̤̤̣̾̀ ̵̦̒)̶̧̺̆̎̀ ) this is too sad. " i think i had a bad dream. "
" you're the memory keeper [black swan], aren't you? "
There is a moment , fleeting , where her surprise manages to present itself 'pon face . He may know so little of her , no more than whispers from that wonderful Deliverer , but she ... she has seen so much , so many of his lives . So much he cannot remember , the burden of grief gradually chipping away at what memories remained . No matter how desperately he may have hoped to hold onto them , how feverishly he fought to reclaim the love he had lived with , destruction had damned him — forget .
Yet , he remembers her ... At least , the idea of her . Swan tilts her head , pity weighing on mind 'til her features sink into a frown . Though she wishes this moment may be a happy one , given the current situation ...
' I am . And ... you are Phainon ? ' A pause , pondering which name will ring true to his heart . Khaslana , the origins lost to time , or Phainon ... the beloved heir . ' He who must bare the weight of the world ? '
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Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses!
Jackal: Don’t go picking a fight with me. I could make your life difficult. Kiana, sarcastically: Wow. I wonder what it’d be like to have a difficult life.
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Kiana: BWWAAAAAAAAAA! Oh, you hear that? That's the wrong opinion alarm. Jackal : That is not something you actually have installed. Kiana: Sorry, say again? I couldn't hear you over my alarm that YOU SET OFF with your WRONG-ASS OPINION.
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*Jackal is speaking on the phone* Jackal : Yeah, I'm with Kiana. Kiana: Im fucking dying- Jackal : Yep, they're okay. Kiana: I have a knife in my chest! Jackal : No, they can't talk right now. They're sleeping, sorry. Kiana: IM BLEEDING OUT-
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Jackal : Can I have some water? Kiana: *starts chugging their water bottle* Kiana: *chokes from drinking too fast* Kiana: *spills water all over themself* Kiana, coughing: I don't have any water.
!!!! TINY BLUE HEDGEHOG MAY I PLEASE HUG YOU!!!
“Well, aren’t you direct? And the name’s Sonic!! Not tiny blue hedgehog, Miss Loud N’ Proud, that’s the first lesson! Sigh. But alright alright... Since you said please...”
Opens arms. So long as you don’t touch the quills.
6, 16, 38! :3
6. is there any other muse in this fandom you’d like to RP?
I do already write Fu Hua and Rita but there was definitely one point where I was considering writing Seele. I just think she’d be a fun muse to write!!
16. what’s the best way to approach you to start playing together?
Literally just send in some memes or hop in the IMs sdfgfd I like to consider myself v easygoing so really anything can start interactions with me !! Though I’m not the best at plotting but I will do that too u just have to give me time for my brain to work asdfdsdf
38. what’s the best inspiration for your muse?
I like to scroll through the mad science tag here, that usually nudges the muse hehe and I also have a playlist made for her (though it’s quite small atm) so that’s always a good fallback!
「 ❆ 」——— that girl. she knows who she is. she knows, she knows, oh the lord she knows. why wouldn’t she? a schariac by blood. who cares if schicksal, if lady theresa tried to keep the information under lock and key, rumors circle. rumors reached her. kiana kaslana, half of siegfried kaslana and cecilia schariac. her cousin. distant cousin but still one of hers.
ana... was unsure of what to do, when pinks met those sky blues. say something ana schariac! don’t just stare at her! “... hi?”
... someone end her... @falslana