#m;spectre

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( ✖ ) They don't particularly enjoy feeling like a stranger in a vessel. Not that it's a rare occurance , just something Spectre's learned how to tune out by now. But there are times like this very moment when it creeps up on them, the feeling of never having truly had a home of flesh and bone. Surely there was a time long ago that they lived among ashen feathers and whitened knuckles, but those memories are far to faded for that to be called home. Maybe that's why they were constantly jumping through bodies- to try and find one that didn't feel like a stranger. Maybe that's why Kindreds body had lasted this long. They were tired of being a stranger at long last.

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( ✖ ) "It's never too early in the morning to just fucking punch me in the face," Spectre snaps, burying their hands deep within dark pockets, and a faint purple glow taints their lips. It's easy to let some spiritual residue go, to let some unknown power seep out when they're emotional. Especially when they're emotional this early in the morning. Although spirits don't need sleep, vessels sure as hell do, and Spectre's used to waking up only an hour or so before their companions. Not three hours. "Actually, no, no you know what? It's never too early in the morning to punch yourself and someone else. Any takers?"

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inna should also kiss nether. u all should smooch is what I'm getting at peace out

( ✖ ) Whoop, there's the third shade of red. Forget Spectre, you might as well call the spirit cherry face. All they offer is a glare, muttering something under their breath before storming off.

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spectre u should do it *slides them 20 bucks* u should kiss nether do it. do it

( ✖ ) Raising an eyebrow slowly and glancing at the bribe, Spectre tries to not let this damned body turn three different shades of red all at once. Believe me, it's harder than hell to do. They cough, shifting in place before swiping at the money and glancing away. The first shade of red, a peach glow, is growing across the spirits cheeks, "No can do, fucknut," Spectre replies, voice much squeaky and shaky than they want it to be, "maybe if you gave me over fiftey bucks but CMON. Twenty lousy dollars just to smooch my damn roommate? You'll have to do better than that." Their voice is much much better now, even and as sharp as ever, but their face tells different. The peach haze is gone now, replaced with a faint crimson color.Next time they got another body, Spectre was going to have a word with Kindred about controlling this one.

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;SEXUALITY AND GENDER

•NETHER is demisexual and panromantic ;; she's questioning in gender and is possibly genderfluid, although comfortable with she/her pronouns •INNA is asexual and grayromatic ;; demi girl •SPECTRE is asexual and demiromantic ;; agender

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(Spectre voice) pSHH WHAT? ME LIKE NETHER NO WAy... No waY... I don't like like nether..... No... Ill fuck you up if you hurt her tho but I don't like like her no...,,,,, I sure don't wanna kiss her god damn adorable face what the fu ck are you implying what the fuck. what the fuck. I don't wanna. wtf the f UCK... ha h a... haA me. kiss nether. youre hilarious.

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( ✖ ) Crunch, crunch crunch-- Spectre isn't one for keeping quiet when their vessel needs nourishment. Especially when the nourishment in question is piping hot nachos (courtesy of chef EXTRODINARE Inna), "Want some?" They ask casually, liking sticky fingers clean before adding flatly, "Too bad. They're delicious and mine."

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( ✖ ) They loathe Ferris wheels. Don't ask them why, because honestly Spectre wouldn't even be able to offer a suitable answer without turning into a mess of yelling. ' But Spectre, you levitate higher than Ferris wheels go a lot! ' Alright, point taken, but when they were levitating at least they weren't that high up in a rickety carnival trash bucket ready to give out at any moment. Spectre could trust their own vessels and powers on a good day, Ferris wheels though? Never trust worthy. Ever.