#forgedevil

[vindictar]

“    did you know one of the symptoms of iron deficiency is a disease called pica,  which causes a person to compulsively want to eat things that are not food like rocks or fabric.  it’s also apparently quite common in pregnant women.    ”     reading from the book in his hand adrian explained what he read with obvious excitement.

@forgedevil    /    alucard starter call.

[vindictar]

" i do not want to die who i am. i’d like to live long enough to be someone else " for alucard !

adrian could understand the sentiment of wanting to be someone else,  to be someone other than the person he was but he admired hector for being able to state it so plainly.  he admired a lot of things about the other man,  he always had,  from his loyalty to his keen mind.    “    you are a braver man than most hector,  there are very few who are able to see what they are unhappy with in themselves.  i would say that the desire to change is the first step in a new direction.    ”    he offered quietly. 

“    but i also believe we are changing every single day and it is impossible to live in this world and remain the same.  my father is testament to that fact,  wouldn’t you say ?  well.  either way i am sure no matter how you change,  the person you become is someone i will still be proud to call my friend.    ”

@forgedevil    /    crit role ( no longer accepting )

[curiosicat]

carys im on the wrong blog but gimme tugger's opinion on cori i'll paypal u 10 bucks

          “   coricopat, hm?   ”   tugger thought briefly of one half of the mystic twins. he knew his sister, tantomille, much better - but of course he did. she, like the majority of all queens, fell weak to the power of his charm, charisma and hypnotic hip movements. but her brother? ah, now he was an interesting one! 

          “   you might not expect it of him, but he’s got a pretty solid sense of humour.   ”   like his brother, coricopat’s expression usually remained stoic, or at least held the look of one who simply knew MORE than most average cats. – and yet, tugger had seen for himself around other cats, when he lowered his guard, he knew how to have FUN. from what he could recall from munkustrap’s rendition of the pekes and the pollicles from the last ball (really, his bagpipes had been a HUGE improvement to the soundtrack!), coricopat had been very INTO the whole show.   “   we’re not incredibly close, he’s probably closer to munku, really, but.. i’ve got nothing against him.  ”

         he was sure that he could recall some occasions of disdain from the mystical cat - mostly at the sight of his relentless flirtation, but tugger was hardly offended. many of the toms held the exact same expressions. it was something the maine coon had come to expect. regardless…   “   he and his twin do seem to have some special ability.. some sort of magic. i know my brother trusts their intuition more than most cats.   ” and magical ability, regardless of how showy or muted it appeared to be, was something that even the rum tum tugger could respect. 

[mistoffelous]

            ❛ if i so may inquire━━━    what’s the point of having opposable thumbs? ❜   it was an outlandish method to begin a conversation, but certainly a necessary one ( in his eyes ! )  curious was the cat who neglected to ask questions, and his query was a pressing matter indeed. pleasantries would have to wait. 

@forgedevil // starter call. 

[accuscd]

“ it seems a tad dramatic ”

misc prompts of klei entertainment’s “ don’t starve ” [ accepting ]

 GENTLE HANDS CAREFULLY BEGAN TO STIR THE NOW BUBBLING BROTH (  the  homily scent  of  cooked  meat  and  vegetables  filling  the  small  room  ) .  maybe  she  was  being  a  bit  dramatic  ,  hector  was  a  grown  man  after  all  .  perhaps  he  resented  her  help  ?  no  ,  surely  not   .   “ nonsense ,  ”   soft  words  falling  from  rose-tinted  lips  (  a  smile  pulling  at   kindly  features  )  ,  “ if anyone is being dramatic it’s you .  “

[holyblcde]

starter call for @forgedevil

EMBERS  AND  ASH  DANCED  ACROSS  THE  DARKENING  SKYLINE (  the  scent  of  burning  flesh  and  skin  assaulting  the  senses  of  any  that  got  close ) .  The  damned  beasts  had  grown  bolder  and  now  the  city  burned  under  his  command   ,   a  somber  expression  tracing  across  worn  features  as  he  ordered   a   retreat   over  the  chaos  (  not  wishing  to  think  about  the  hunters  that  had  pushed  too  far  into  the  night   )  .   ‘ you there , ‘  the  church  hunter  called  drawn  from  his  grief  filled  thoughts  by  the  approaching  stranger  ,  possibly  drawn  by   the  burning  flames ,  ‘  this  is  church  business  ,  please  stay  back  !  ‘