Aug 14, 2018
sealedknight replied to your post: my neck
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sealedknight replied to your post: my neck
you will soon
without prior reservation i'd like to app the hollow knight from hollow knight!!
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Hollow Knight!
You’ll be housed in Townhouse 258!
You’ll retain the ability to teleport five times per day. You’ll also receive an actual nail.
-- mod spica
{;EVENT STARTER @sealedknight}
Memo wasn’t participating in any of the volleyball games right now, mostly because she was horribly outmatched by... just about anyone who was excited to enter. Her powers, as overpowered as they were, actually weren’t very good for helping win at volleyball.
Not without exhausting her maximum amount of wishes in record time, anyway.
She found herself a nice, large, inflatable beach ball instead, coloured red and white, and was bouncing that around with people for a while. But eventually, they went to go do other things, leaving Memo to find someone else to play with.
Her target was spotted, quite easily given their... unique appearance. Memo tossed the ball up into the air, double checked her aim, and whacked the ball towards them full force.
“Heads up!”
👻
CHERRY blossom pedals flutter through him as if he’s a trick of the streetlight’s beam, head tilted in confusion over this paradox. Nothing can’t wear a cloak and a mask. He’s been trailing it for longer than he meant to at a distance he deemed likely not to get sucked it. That happens to stars often, no? If he could do it to Justice, there’s no reason the same could not happen to him.
*:・ﾟ☆
@artificist replied to your post: if micolash were to create a new college in isola,...
WILL HE GRANT US EYES ON THE INSIDE THOUGH?
ABSOLUTELY!!! they may or may not have belonged to someone else though--
@sealedknight replied to your post: if micolash were to create a new college in isola,...
a library sounds cute…
yes!! im not sure what to decide on but libraries are a good choice for him too!!!
☁
☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them
The rain wasn’t coming down too hard, but hard enough that it made waiting underneath a bus stop more worth it to Muffet than trying to cover the two of them with her one umbrella. She made it clear to the Knight that they could go along without her if they did not want to wait with her (as she had no desire to walk through any rain more than a drizzle), but they insisted.
In the meanwhile, Muffet idly swung her umbrella side to side in front of her legs, enjoying comfortable silence with her companion save for the quiet tune she was humming. But relaxed as she may have seemed, she was still very perceptive.
Her top eyes, always scanning, made note of the puddle increasing in size at the curb in front of them, and noticed a car coming from the left in the inside lane.
There was barely a moment that had passed between her noticing that and her opening the umbrella out in front of them. But with the Knight’s superior height, she held it out higher up for them, to shield them from the large splash of water the car kicked up as it drove past.
Unfortunately, that led to her bottom half being not so fortunate; her legs were soaked through. But whether she cared or not (she very much did—she hated it), she didn’t bring it up, and instead silently closed the umbrella again, going back to swinging it in front of her as if nothing had happened, humming the same simple tune once more.
@sealedknight
She’s taken aback by the sight before her.
Immediately, Katherine has the urge to reach out, to try and grasp at the other’s mind. To pull it into pieces until she feels better. That doesn’t happen. Everything is blocked off, and she stands there, compressor hissing as it goes wild trying to get oxygen into her. Best not to have an attack right now.
“Excuse me?” So, she puts on a weak smile, feeling her own exhaustion and emphasizing it as she waves a frail hand. Briefly, she looks at her clubbed fingers, muffling a frown. “You’re blocking the entrance to the grocery store.”
It’s not like she’d buy anything, but it was worth a look.
my neck
yeah, you have one and i don’t, what of it.