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[cyborn-blog1]

S T A R T E R | @hellscrecm | ACCEPTING

That’s not . . . 

STOP. REFOCUS. 

IT IS WHAT IT IS. 

And WHAT it is, is standing right in front of her. BIG, BURLY and decidedly NOT HUMAN. 

And here she thought she had all the answers . . . 

She takes a step back, fingers first reaching for the SMG on her belt, before she thinks better. Too close, much too close to engage. If HOSTILE, she needs to be able to move. 

To RUN. 

Skimming cold metal for the curved shell of a translocator, she forestalls from any actions that might be deemed DANGEROUS, and instead offers up the most basic of all approaches. 

       “What are YOU?”

[frcstwclf-moved]

acacia and atoll?

colorful headcanons ; accepting

acacia:  how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?it takes quite a bit to get Durotan to really, TRULY hate someone. it just isn’t in his nature; if he ever tells you that he hates you, run, because chances are you’ve done some next-level shit to piss him off. like, you killed several children or seriously hurt someone that he’s close to ( really, anyone at all ), or some other atrocity that is just plain unforgivable. the most noteworthy example is Gul’dan, among maybe two or three others. Durotan just can’t find it within himself to hate, most of the time. he was raised not to let it consume him, and that’s very important to him.

atoll:  if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?Durotan would be back in Frostfire Ridge ASAP. i guess pre-Dark Portal he wouldn’t really be going anywhere, but the ridge is the only home that he’s ever known and doesn’t really want to go anywhere else. post-Dark Portal, though, after Draenor is withered and dead, he’d still visit. he would go and try to remember the good times, the good parts of his childhood and his father and brothers and all the memories he’d made there with Draka and Orgrim… Durotan would be heartbroken, at best, but he would try to make the best of it.

[wrreakshavoc-blog]

                sharp edge of the ax drips in red blood; an unwilling slay of rabid wolves attempting to take godly life that ended in the lose of theirs. It is not as though they knew better, pushed on edge and attacking whatever physical being they saw. She wondered, then, what spurred the beasts into such tension---until she was met with unfamiliar presence itself. Body remains crouched before lifeless vessel, grip remaining on the weapon’s hilt.                “Hail--who approaches?” Ylvakari questions with level voice, tail brushing along bloody snow. The god wishes not to battle, or at least avoid it for now.

                    @hellscrecm a viking god for u

[grandemagistrix]

➓ What were some of the most frustrating moments you had with your muse’s interaction with another muse?

What was frustrating for me or for Elisande?

For Elisande, she will completely tune out anyone who comes up to her all fire & fury claiming that doomed her people to the Legion, or that she’s some kind of demon-loving mistress who doesn’t know what she’s doing or just anything that misses the point of her choice. 

It’s frustrating for her because she’s heard the same old thing thousands of times over. She’s pretty sure Thalyssra has brainwashed people into thinking she [Elisande] is Darkness Incarnate (instead of our resident friendly orc warlock)

For me, as a writer, it’s frustrating to keep Elisande accessible to all kinds of muses. She’s a villain that is more or less confined to the Nighthold palace (in person). Like the furthest away she could go is around the Broken Isle, but it wouldn’t be in character for her to risk that journey when she’s at her weakest outside of the city, let alone the zone.

 She can project her image pretty much anywhere, at least, via astral projection, so long as she has a good reason to.