Oct 30, 2018
requesting a hiatus for roxy lalonde! today is october 28th thank you mods <3
roxy will be placed on hiatus for you!
– mod pleiades.
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requesting a hiatus for roxy lalonde! today is october 28th thank you mods <3
roxy will be placed on hiatus for you!
– mod pleiades.
@mewtinis
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hello! i'd like to place a reserve on Gwen Stacy ( Marvel, Earth-65 ) today is october 3rd and you can contact me on twitter @ deadgrlz!
Reserved!
-- mod spica
“Hey, what’s that?”
Ah, now she was getting familiar with this place. Well, not... familiar, familiar- she still had the bare basics of who she was and spots in her memory- but she was growing comfortable enough to be a bit more adventurous and stop letting her anxieties completely dictate her life.
Apparently, that also meant disregarding some personal space. Not that she’d know! She was practically leaning over this lady’s shoulder, eyes fixed on whatever it was she had in her hand.
Was it a cat? Alcohol? Nothing at all? Who knows! Kyouka certainly doesn’t.
@mewtinis
sorry for the mishap there, should all be in order now! acting on prior reserve here is Roxy Lalonde ( Homestuck ) app under the .01 link and stats under the .02 link tysm <3
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Roxy!
You will be housed in CONDO 404.
You will retain the ability to fly for up to thirty minutes daily and a bb gun.
– mod pleiades.
@mewtinis
"Boooring." Her voice is booming with the singsong energy of a disney princess that only now woke up, but her expression says otherwise. Her brows are furrowed, lips pursed in contemplation at the information she’d just been told upon her arrival. The confusion isn’t settling in, she won’t allow it, but the irritation with the loss of knowledge of who, and where, to steal from was what really got under her skin. What was the world's greatest cat burglar without a place to rob? Nobody, which is probably what that scientist was hinting at. The nerve.
"Excuse me," she waves lazily, expression shifting with a welcoming smile once the eyes she hoped to catch looked her way. "You've got that equally upset and bored look about you. Know anything about this place yet, Blondie?" Not her best place to start, but a start nonetheless.
she had grown up.
she wouldn’t remain a baby girl forever and he knew that, he knew the time of raging hormones and reacharounding chains of teenage misunderstandings would come for her and dirk just like it had come for himself and rose, in another time, in another side of the universal disc. he knew that probably, standing like that in front of her was bringing some prime level flashbacks to her mind. or perhaps just shitty memories of movies veiled in the finest anti-alternian propaganda and live transmission of his own tragic death for the doomed world to see and despair over. he hoped not to be a sight to feel fright for, but the contrary.
he hoped she was fine. he hoped dirk was fine. “ hey, roxy. ”
startercall.jpeg / @mewtinis
@mewtinis
❝ Mom. ❞
The last time Rose had seen Roxy Lalonde - the younger incarnation of her genetic mother within the new universe - was the moment before she lost her life held in her arms. The entire situation had been a blur. She had already been exhausted from blood loss, torn apart in grief at the loss of her lover, and the pain had been nothing to excuse either. But what had happened after her death, what had happened to Roxy, to John, and to whatever others that had survived the attack - she was unknowing. Had they resigned themselves to the doomed timelines and waited? Was this Roxy from a seperate timeline entirely? Had she even met her? Her mind was brimming with questions, yet nothing came out. For once, she was speechless. ❝ Y-You’re here too. ❞ What else was she supposed to say on the matter? Maybe ‘Hi Mom, sorry I died in your arms before but I’m alive again for whatever convoluted reason paradox space decided on this time around. It’s great to see you again though!’ Flawless.