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"More visitors." Darkrai floats to the edge of the shadows and looks out at the new comers. "Welcome." He had gotten used to having so many people come by that he wasn't afraid of talking anymore.

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"More visitors." Darkrai floats to the edge of the shadows and looks out at the new comers. "Welcome." He had gotten used to having so many people come by that he wasn't afraid of talking anymore.
The small wolf pup had gotten booted to... wherever this place was, after the gods of Tenteen got bored and decided to flick him through their portals. He sniffed around for a bit, before having his ears perk up at the sight of a living thing in the distance. He sprinted towards it, yipping, not caring if his godly marks showed or not.
"Hello?"
Jack was surprised, to say the least — could somebody actually see him? It was still early in the year for him to be out and about, much less for people to be seeing him. The temptation to quip something back was overwhelming, but the fear of rejection kept his mouth shut, and instead, he just stared like an idiot, completely incapable of helping himself.
The Red String of Faith, The Boy Tied to The Lonely Lily
"I still don't get why we have a red string tied to both our pinkies and no matter how far we walk away from each other it still won't break. This is so odd." She quipped as she tugged on the strange string that connect her to Simon, who was feeling quite odd.
"Fading to dust."
Send me 'Fading to Dust' for my muses reaction to watching yours die right in front of them.
Ami fought against the arms that held her back as she watched Zer0 get beaten in front of her. He shouldn't have come with her. She should have said no. She screamed out as a gun was pulled, the tears streaming down her face.
All she had wanted was to find out more about herself, and what was done to her. They were supposed to go in, find the files and be out before anyone knew they were there but something had gone wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong.
And now they were going to kill her friend to teach her a lesson. She screamed as someone pulled the trigger. "ZERO!" She was released then, the men stepping away as she collapsed next to him. "No. Zer0. No..." She sobbed as she held his already lifeless body in her arms, rocking softly back and forth. "No.."
"What's wrong?"
"My life is a lie."
((Alright, here we go.)) It was a bright night in Sanctuary, the moon shining down on the floating city, the streets were quiet, well, except for the vault hunters running around. Zer0, was relaxing at Moxxi's, taking a short break until he was called back into action. The assassin gave out a quiet sigh to himself, sitting in a seat next to the door.
Sanctuary, the safe haven for those opposed Jack, or at least that’s what she heard through the Echo recording left by some guy named Roland. ‘Grab a gun and head to Sanctuary’ it said, hell, she had nothing better to do.
'Course, Handsome Jack hadn't been exactly been winning her over with his so called charm. So she grabbed her favorite Maliwan pistol and headed for Sanctuary. Now walking into a cool little place called Moxxi's, she sat in the nearest seat, coming face to face, or mask at least, to man. She simply waved at him.
“‘Sup?”
Scared || Closed Rp
Staring into the water below her, Medusa questioned herself. Are you, or are you not, a Lestrange? Yes. I am. Why don't you act like one? It's not right. I don't want to hurt people. Why not? Because it's not right. Who says it isn't right? My friends, my classmates, most of the world. Who says that they are right?
Medusa bit back a lone sob. She was so utterly confused with the world.