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' so you’re not . . . you’re not even supposed to be here ? ’ tergi looks up at the towering human figure with a level of resignment to the ongoing events. if they were going to go an illegal mission, sure! why not! bring along a janitor. maybe he’ll be able to clean this up when it all goes inevitably wrong. deep breath. he can’t think that way. this has to work. ‘ where are you supposed to be ? ’ @floridasman
phaenomenxn replied to your post:5, 14, 18
i’d choose a predator tbh
omg. good choice. it'll be the only one having fun.
6, 7, 18
Did you have a baby blanket? Do you still have it?
yes it is strange i had warmth and items of nostalgia in a rather cold childhood. i don't.
If you had to become a school teacher, what subject would you teach?
jfc i'll be the horrible kind of teacher who drowns the lesson in my own opinions (i tend to be a dissident, not a sunflower) ---- so i'll pick art. by argument, art is the only thing that is beautiful in all forms. if you are in a subjective field, a part of you has to be able to see in multiple perspectives.
Name a song that you dislike.
mm, things by miley cyrus, selena gomez, one direction etc? i don't do mainstream pop. but more specifically, i don't absolutely hate a certain song; i just listen to songs i like. it's easier to list what i like than what i abhor.
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Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a charecter I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!
excerpt from past writings.
tatia petrova
species: vampyrrrr; supernatural; foreign lore
status: regius
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Fright tickles her skin; a thousand bellicose pins,
Rusty hammers of sea waves, crashing against her white-wet sails.
She has capsized, she flings her keys into the deep, dark maelstrom,
And onward, onward, she vaults across the threshold waters.
Her coat spins in a circle, she slams the barricade.
Its wood is a cutlass, its grain is soft, swaying like trees,
But avast, the dragon, the scaly serpent!
Avast!
Tumultuous and churning, burning,
Ghastly and gurgling, spurning,
Ceaseless, avast! The dragon, the scaly serpent!
The hull of her throat cracks, a myriad of splinters bruises her stern.
Seeping forth, water, drooling sea foam, incarnadine.
The ship is a mess of serpent scales, snapping rope, spinning helm,
Moonlight its witness; screams whistle under creaking winds.
The dragon rises, rears, roars —
Sable and tall against the shifting plane, the emerald sea.
She lunges, up-rising, angry up-canons —
And up against the devilled dragon.
Battling back, she hoists her guns, her hawk talon bowsprit,
A warning bell—O, a toll
Before she strikes— Adieu, serpent, adieu, abomination!
A glimpse at his eye, through her interstice tears
Before he shrinks, open wounds stretching his n’erending neck.
The sea is boiling weary, iron catamaran against foe.
Stop, she tells the monster. We are equal by blow.
The rains oath to calm, I promise you that.
What do you want? She entirely spat.
WE'RE SO DEAD I DON'T THINK WE CAN PULL A TATIA AND KOL AGAIN
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What do you suggest I do, then? Yield? Forget him? A thousand years of thought, faith and despair is not so easily unwashed.
Niklaus, incapacitated but very alive, yes – but not a level harsher; not on him, not on his brothers and sister. You make a grave mistake – you should reconsider that ambition of yours.
I have a knack of tempering with resolve.
My fairly sincere condolences... But, as amercement for such an unbecoming misdemeanor against my usual… moral stance - fault of my own - how about I delay making a move until afternoon tomorrow, at three.
Ulterius ne tende odiis — do not go forth in your hatred, one of the many things my mother so stoutly taught me. If you could know the centuries I have lived, you would not be so quick to flaw.
It’s good, Ric, I set your clock five hours forward so you would wake sooner. Breakfast?
better-than-bumblebee said: [[ Omfg…poor Apple. Joshua should apply to Apple to help them out. ]]
if i knew joshua, i would say he's a little bit jealous of apple's hold on the world with regards to their advertising scheme --
so he'd say he would rather drink vintage crap motor oil than "help a brutha"
