#sociennus

[isolaradiale]

Hello! I would like to app in Gabriella from the Drakengard series! You can find my app either under /app or on the fourth star on my blog labeled Isola!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Gabriella!

You will be housed OUTSIDE.

Yeah... we’re shrinking you down to the size of a small car. At least you get to shoot five fireballs per day? That’s cool!

– mod altair.

[stellaplaga-blog]

@sociennus

... Now that was not a sight he was used to. The only thing vaguely similar to that creature were the wyverns that lived around Ravatogh. It wasn’t very often that his curiosity got the better of him and he started staring like that.

Fortunately he caught himself staring within a few moments and cleared his throat.

“Goodness. I do apologise for my rude staring.”

[isolaradiale]

Hey there mods! I underestimated the work load I'd be taking on with a shift in my job and currently, can't handle two muses here at once, so I'm going to drop Gabriella from Drakengard for the time being. I might re-app in the future, when things have settled.

Gabriella will be dropped. Please send in their housing information for us, however!

– mod pleiades.

[isolaradiale]

Heyo! I'm here to request a hiatus for deadlyfang who plays Urick from Drakengard 2. Both his computer and his laptop have unfortunately died and he has no access to any other, so he won't be able to meet the activity check this month. He's hoping to have another laptop on the 1st, but until we know otherwise, he's stuck in a bit of limbo.

Noted for them!

--Mod Lyra

[heorcian]

48. — lucky

one word writing prompts— lucky.

dirk’s fucking exhausted.

days upon days of hearing nothing but the ocean’s steady crashing and the clicks of his frantic typing. the auto-responder’s a huge help, sure, but he’s tired of scourging the internet for some sign, any sign that someone else is out there, maybe waiting for him to contact them, maybe actively looking for him like he’s doing right now.

– tactfulGnostalgic [TG] started pestering timaeusTestified [TT]! –

he sighs, wipes off the moisture gathering in his eyes, the tears he tells himself are because of his monitor’s bright light. probably another spam bot.

(she’s anything but. he’s so lucky.)

[flxwersfxrmachines]

((thank u so much im glad i could give u a good one!!! ;u; take your time!))

[flxwersfxrmachines]

@sociennus

 Pascal does not find themself spending much time inside since arriving - everything is missing, after all. Their books, their building supplies, their stockpiles, and most importantly their children. So they wander instead.

 And oh, the things they’ve found! From behind the pile of rubble they were rooting around in they peek up to see a grand dragon - and immediately duck back down. It is a loud retreat, grinding and clanking in an attempt to make themself smaller.

 They wish to approach, but...but how? Ah - of course. They had no white cloth, but something else should get the message across... They pick up a brittle wood beam and tie a ragged strand of what seemed to be dirtied tarp to it. Raising it above the pile, they wave it slowly back and forth, hoping to impart their message of surrender. 

[deadlyfang]

@sociennus , continued from x

Urick had come across all sorts of beings since arriving here, and running into Gabriella (as unlikely as it might have seemed) didn't surprise him all too much. What did surprise him was how small they were! Urick could have sworn Gabriella was ten times this size the last time both of them spoke, and now look at them, they were no bigger than a wyvern. 'How the mighty have fallen' was all Urick could think as he stepped closer to Gabriella, a huge grin hidden beneath his paper mask.  Whoever was bringing people here must have had a great sense of humour, because something like this was bound to shake up a dragons sense of superiority. Good job, mysterious masked figures, good job.

          "What's on my head? What about what happened to you, Gabriella?" Urick knew his choice of head-ware at present was... ridiculous, but why address that when they could talk about her problems instead? "You look different, completely different." An understatement to be sure. "You're about as big as I'd expect One would to be, if they happened to become a dragon." Letting out a chuckle, Urick kneels down somewhat, so that he and Gabriella were both at eye level, and in a cheerful voice, he then goes on to say, "Don't get me wrong, Gabriella, it's not a bad thing, because you're positively adorable now! Adorable like a huge, scaly cat or something-- I could almost pet you!" Urick would pet Gabriella too, but he knew that would anger them immensely, and he had no doubts that they could still melt his face off with dragonfire, even with their current size.

          “That’s the question on everyone’s mind though, Gabriella,” standing up straight, Urick gives a shake of the head, and a shrugging of his shoulders, “how did I, you, or any of us get here? Nobody knows. Don’t know why any of us are here either.” A small chuckle escaping his lips, Urick adds, “Maybe we’ll all get lucky and this will turn out to be something harmless like an overly elaborate party. I’d take that.”