#ruxlskaard

[darkenigma32]

(X) @ruxlskaard​

“Within certain limits... I’d say life itself is the greatest puzzle/riddle to solve because it’s always changing, forcing us to come up with new answers and solutions before it rearranges itself to become much more difficult in the long run.”

Riff was just being honest in her response, not really phased by Rouxls’ response to her statement.

“If you make the rules here... Then tell me: How do I get back to my world, the surface world?”

[sc4r4]

@ruxlskaard​. // continued.

     she’s tempted to respond to the accusation of being up late, but ends up silent. explaining her sleep habits would surely be enough to fix his insomnia, but she doesn’t want that. not yet. heels click against the ground as the ace walks towards where he’s sat, but she doesn’t join him just yet. the cue is there, but something tells her to wait and find out if that’s really what it means.

     “ ah, i didn’t mean to bother you. i was just wondering why you were sitting here all alone, in the middle of the night. “ using the spade-shaped silly straw, she stirs her hot cocoa around -- firm enough to mix the dark candies into the warm drink, but gentle enough not to disturb the whipped cream on top. 

     “ is everything... alright ? “

[girlbossdad]

@ruxlskaard​ starter.

                                ❛ - come now ,  ruu luu !  just a little bit to the left ,  yes  --  just like that . - ❜   a wave of her hand from monitor screen gestures the ploying plague upon boat towards the tunnel’s photo finish ,  knowing just how desperately he wished to be commemorated in his pirating attire .  here she is ,  cheering him on ,  whooping  &&.  crying as his sail parades ever closer to the acid tunnel’s hand - stopping impact .

                                ❛ - make sure ur facing the right way this time ,  smh .  i’d hate to see another glimpse of that pirate booty on film ,  lmao ! - ❜

[codedealings]

💿 [ @ruxlskaard​​ ] approached:

"So~ Thou Belongest to This Worlde hmm ? I couldst... Useth some Guidance, I meaneth... Where We Exactlieth Art ?" { Hihi !! °u° / }

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    THE RESIDENTS OF Cyber City were a unique bunch in their own sense; Indie knew this fact all too well, and knew equally well that he was certainly no exception. But that being said, the quirks unique to cyberfolk were a familiar constant.

    This tall, enigmatic stranger was not. Everything from his look to his speech stuck out as shockingly different, and had the other not already confirmed that he was from a different world, Indie would have likely guessed that much on his own.

    What a very interesting day this has turned out to be. The program tilts his head with a quiet hum.

❝That I do. Though, I am afraid you have not found yourself in a very... exciting place. This is the Trash zone, home to all the corrupted data and the programs that are not as widely appreciated. Please do keep your wits about you while you are here.❞

    A pause.

❝The city... is a small ways to the East of here, if you can make your way past the roads. If you are unsure where to go, I would be happy to show you the way.❞

[darkenigma32]

(X) @ruxlskaard​

“Really? It feels like several hours since we finally arrived at your shop... Apologies for falling asleep after finally getting here, by the way.”

Riff just didn’t mean to fall asleep at the Duke’s shop, but her body had given into exhaustion and fatigue upon entering the shop.

She pushed herself off the floor, taking a moment to stretch out her limbs of any stiffness before taking a good look at the shop.

“... Got any water?”

[darkenigma32]

(X) @ruxlskaard​

While sitting was good for recovery, it was still slow... So when Roulxs suggested that they take a brief walk around to recover a bit, Riff was a bit wary, but agreed to explore the dungeon they were currently resting in.

The dungeon’s architecture was one the female Brit internally admired, but the cages were a bit unsettling... A reminder of what would happen to her if she was caught, and having her freedom restricted was something she wanted to avoid by all means.

When she was about to approach a certain part of the dungeon, she felt the Duke’s hand rest briefly on her back before he pulled it back, listening to his reason for the gesture.

“Okay, let’s head back and finish resting there, Sir Roulxs... Thank you for helping us avoid any potential ambush attacks.” Riff nodded to him in thanks, turning around to head back to their resting spot in the dungeon.

[sc4r4]

     " you may think you’ve bested me, duke of puzzles ! but you didn’t expect me to have an ace up my sleeve, did you ? “ cue a loud anime villainess laugh.

     “ did you even think to consider... THIS ?! “

     shhh she’s not losing her balance, what are you talking about ?

[spam-1997]

@ruxlskaard​ sent: ❝ [ 📚 ] what books does your muse have on their bookshelf? what books would they like to have? if your muse isn’t an avid reader, is there anything they collect or might like to collect? ❞  

⇨    (( you think he reads?   He has one or two “something for dummies” books. Assorted handy-man how-to books, not even car related necessarily. Multiple old phone books, especially one from 1997 is his favorite.  Magazines, especially car ones, but also some just because they have his addison friends’ ads in them.  All of these are found in the dump, he never buys books.

.... and that’s about it dfgljkhfglfhg ))