( STARTER CALL | @ofst4rs )
❛ Who would’ve thought ANGELS really existed? And in SPACE no less. . . Would’ve figured they were less SCRUFFY and more SUAVE. ❜
There were possibilities she couldn’t predict, people she had yet to meet-. . . And yet, already, she had branded the world a WASTELAND; a paradise for the putrid and mundane. Everything about existence here. . .was almost too easy to TAKE. Not that she had any intention to RULE, rather-. . . The idea of a regime was more appealing. And what better way to make a DEMONS DREAMS come true, than to access infinity by surpassing her soils. And, of course, through someone she deemed to be a DIMWIT.
❛ Can’t believe I’m saying this-. . . And I’m REALLY going to regret it. But I’m JEALOUS of you. ❜
She tastes something terrible on her tongue. She tries to swallow it, but the flavor REFUSES to be forgotten. If she could withdraw those words, she would, but now they exist in the air with enough dedication to damage her. A lip twitches at her lines; her disgust is enough to prove she isn’t lying.
❛ Do you ever feel MISPLACED? Because I hate it here. I think I was meant to be where you are. ❜