#lystsyn

[lastwished-a]

5’2” (eyes)

vira ( 5′2″ ) vs yennefer ( 5′2″ )i was gonna say thank god, finally someone on her level, but then i remembered that vira is also a literal quarter of yen’s age

height meme / accepting !! ( @lystsyn !! )

[killmoral]

lystsyn replied to your post: i’m making kyouka, and i’m not sure if to just...

tbh on most of my blogs i say in my rules that i’m not open to shipping, because usually if i ever run into someone i’d be comfortable with shipping with we know each other well enough to make an exception

i’ve done that before on my old stiles blog, but gosh that got some backlash. thO that was awhile ago and i’d like to think the rpc as awhile has changed since then fnjkfmsd pluS she’s fourteen I hope people won’t be butthurt. but tbh i also say that in my rules that i’m more often than not i’ll ship with friends. 

[forewarnedfate]

@lystsyn

          “ Fate has such an odd sense of humor. I never would have guessed that a primal beast could be transformed into a cat, of all things. ”

Not that Chat Noir was complaining. Luminiera made for such a cute kitten, and she certainly did act the part. He’d run into the primal beast and her mistress while building a few robots to help protect the construction site that they currently inhabited ( he didn’t wholly trust that the invisible barriers would hold, what with how the monsters were strangely attracted to the area ).

Of course, using his illusion magic to create a little red beacon of light just to watch Luminiera dart around after it probably wasn’t the most productive use of his random burst of power.

[magatsudetective]

The oddities of the cities were not new. Adachi had expected this to happen, albeit not in such a way that seemed to be the start of a horror or disaster movie. An announcement from the new creators however was, in his mind, long overdue.

Yet he couldn’t help thinking to the last time he had to form a ‘team’. Threads locking each other together and crawling around in an underground lightless cave was not something he planned on doing again.

“Yeah I think I’ll pass. The kids can handle the fun this time around. *sigh* If this is how they’re starting things off here, these guys are certainly some kind of joker.”

Of course he was not the only one in the initial area. At the same time he spoke, a boy dressed in an audacious mismatch of colors and patterns muttered something he worked out as “Ah, if only I had the Luna memory”. A blonde girl that seemed to be the type to be up her own ass and another princess looking type uttered similar remarks. He didn’t hear their exact works, but they came together to be something around the lines of “Why should I team up with anyone here?”

“Acknowledged.” said the voice above.

Followed promptly by a “What?” from four voices in unison.

With not a moment to react a blinding blot of light came towards the group. Unlike the others in which it crashed before their feet however, the small device crashed directly into Adachi’s chest, sending him flipping backwards. The impact was lessened by his Persona, however it was still a strong impact, leaving him laying on the ground with it on his stomach. Once he was flat on his back, somehow a burst of fireworks shot up, and as a certain victory fanfare played, the fireworks spelled out “Team LunaJoker”.

Adachi simply stared at it for a moment, realizing what had occurred. The girls saying “team” the boy saying “luna” and himself saying “joker” had happened to line up perfectly, and the decision (by the greater powers that be) had made their decision.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me...”

lystsyn -> halfbilitate -> imperishablemoon

[thanatosbane-blog]

YAS QUEEN SLAY (the dragon)

The wyvern wasn’t so imposing. It was hard pressed to be anything of the sort when it didn’t hold a candle to Bahamut’s colossal size–in fact, it was likely only a bit bigger than Nina’s dragon...but as it cut gracefully through the air and surged towards him, Azazel nevertheless found himself scrambling to propel himself up and out of its flight path, a scowl twisting his lips as he glared down at his clawed hand.

By all accounts, this battle should already have been over. He’d taken on larger, stronger, smarter foes than this in the past and felled them in a matter of minutes. This beast should hardly have been any different...yet here he was–him, of all demons–struggling to land a decisive blow on what should have been an easy target. 

He had an inkling as to why that was, of course: most anyone would run into some delay when the powers they were used to commanding seemed to fizzle out after a mere handful of minutes.

It didn’t make the situation any less infuriating.

“... Blast it all...”

[edacitaus]

@lystsyn

          “oh dear, that is quite the attire you have,” her lips tug up in a sly smile, purple hues narrowing for a brief moment as she took in all the details of her armor. “not to sound rude, i’m sure you come from a really interesting place but... have you considered going on a shopping spree? i know i wouldn’t mind helping you out.” 

[granhelmsman-blog]

@lystsyn

“According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a Rackam should be able to fly. It has no wings to get its fat little body off the ground. The Rackam, of course, (attempts to) flies anyways. Because Rackams don't care what people think is impossible.”

Perhaps such a thought flashed through Vira’s mind as her red eyes could only but stare at the hunk of junk strapped together, spewing black smoke out of the back of it and one man trying to control on it from the top like a cowboy riding a bull.

The construct, however, doesn’t get to live long in Vira’s eyes however. As it appeared leaping up (loudly) behind a fence, as quickly as it reached the skies just above the woman, it quickly came crashing down into the asphalt behind her.

Scraps of metal scatters everywhere, the one wheel on it rolling away in embarrassment having to partake into this to begin with. The man who always dreams to fly the skies with his beloved airship emerges from the junk pile, bruised and greased.

“Aah... I guess that should have been no good.” Rackam sounds quite defeated. While he only wish to travel the skies with her. He thought having a vehicle to get by with would speed up his search of where the Grancypher is.

Looking up, not too far away from his landingzone, he recognizes the girl, mouth dropping open. “Ah, V-Vira!? You’re here too, huh.”

[glassedwings-blog]

▷ @lystsyn ✽ 

εїз     ❝ Vira, ❞ she speaks calmly, an ever-gentle and sincere smile curled upon her lips. it is relieving to see someone recognizable from their past residence of the grandcypher. ❝ You’re the only crew member I’ve seen yet---I was starting to think I was alone here. How have you been faring? ❞