#mp cabrakan

[mpcamazotz]

Camazotz will be attending the Hallow’s Eve Ball dressed as Tuxedo Mask. (Lower right corner) Accompanied by: @mp-cabrakan​ and @mpxmuzen​

“Let us all enjoy ourselves. Thank you, for joining me this evening.” Camazotz said as he smirked to his fellow Mayans and brought the red rose in his hand up to his face covered by the white mask, tipping his chin down. “I am the rose that slashes evil.”

Though he surely could’ve combined a few of his suit pieces to get the look, it hasn’t even come to the director’s assistant his mind to do that and save himself a couple bucks. Instead he bought the whole custome tailor made to his size from a costume maker he discovered online and worked closely with through email to make sure it was both true to the original and fitting for his stature. Of course not a single accessory is left out as he wears the hat, the mask, the cape and the gloves. He even walks in with a red rose in his hand, ready to strike the poses most iconic for who he was portraying. 

[mpcamazotz]

Bringing his dear old brother @mp-cabrakan​

He told his lover, his brother, his long-time friend, that he had to come. And so here they were, walking in side by side with heads held high. Cabrakan, the larger of the two, surprisingly gently for his stature grabbed him by the wrist and the man leaned in closer to whisper to his ear. Whatever it was, being whispered to Camazotz, it must’ve been because Cabrakan said it that for many it might be their first time seeing him genuinely smile.

Although normally one for straight cut and more simple but chic design suits, Caça uses the gala to show off his actual favorites. Surely events were there to particularly dress up for, correct? Gorgeous patterns with pops of rich color and even some gold are his favorite, patterns that follow rules and systems just like him and reminding of Mayan styles. As such he’ll be wearing a beautifully colored striped jacket and no shirt, showing off his chest which is accentuated by the necklace.  Obviously though, he wouldn’t leave his apartment without a watch, and he picked one of his lesser worn ones, but again a favorite, for the occassion.

[mpxleonard]

[ @mp-cabrakan​ ] continued from here!

He feels the quaking lessen under their feet as the male struggles to focus on him, and the shelves getting stable before helping the male up. Leonard was finishing up a row of books to shelve when the slight shaking happened, and upon removing his earbud some loose books were falling out of place. The quaking prompted him to move quickly while covering his head with the thickest book in the pile and moving out of the shelves.

“That’s it, you’re all right.” He rubs the male’s back in attempt to help him calm down before asking softly, “Need water, or anything?” some of the library staff were alerted to their position before they promptly help them out of the section and closer to the entrance.

[mpcamazotz]

Welcome, brother

@mp-cabrakan

The rental car was driving at the maximum allowed speed, music coming from the speakers as it and the two passengers in it were animatedly talking and about to reach their destination, crossing a major bridge that only few in the world will able to see. Cabrakan and Camazotz were of course one of those few, as gods of the Mayan pantheon. It always felt a bit odd when Caça drove this road, as the bridge was long, giving a rather beautiful and all-encompassing view of ocean. Like you were driving on the water itself. This time though, the light smile on his lips was definitely not that view. It was instead caused by probably who would call his closest friend, brother even. Cabrakan. After many years, decades, centuries, they were living in the same place again from this day forward until their paths diverged again. It was all thanks to Cabrakan having found himself looking for a more, perhaps quiet or peaceful lifestyle for a little while. Or maybe he was just bored with humans. Regardless, he looked for a safe haven and Caça could provide. Namely by suggesting for his brother to move to the very place he was living himself, Mount Phoenix. An island for gods and demi-gods to live. If he knew Cabrakan, he knew the man also liked his fun though... And he didn’t mind him bringing it closer towards him. 

The bridge went on but eventually ended and soon they were driving into the city of Mount Phoenix. The bat god decided this was a good time to make a quick tour around and point out some things on the island. The university, the different areas of the city like where to go for a night out or where to go for good food, and also the more quiet side with the forest and of course mountains. Which Cabrakan, god of the mountains would surely appreciate seeing. It was probably a weird sight to most of the people who knew Caça. As he was laughing and smiling in the car sitting next to this new man. This side of him was reserved for those as close to him as Cabrakan, those who really put him at ease. Simply by their relationship that was as old as time as well as their shared Mayan heritage. Neither needed to pretend or hold back on anything, and they could always trust on one another. A true friendship. 

With exchanged jokes about Cabrakan his biceps resembling the mountaints, Camazotz his ‘bird friends’ in the sky, the tour came to an end and the two gods arrived at the complex holding that apartments of the Mayans. Camazotz helped the other god bring his bagage up to the top floor, where the apartments for the gods were. Once at the door, number 4, Caça turned to his friend with a smile. “That’s you. I arranged that our apartments are next to each other, so i’m living in number 5.” He pointed at the next door over, the apartment he had moved into last week as he had previously occupied number 2. Sadly, number 3 and 1 had both already been taken. “Let’s go in then so you can get used to your new place.” A lopsided grin played on his lips as a strong hand patted a much stronger back. Cabrakan clearly hadn’t let down on the muscles to this day. As expected of the Mayan god of mountains.