#starfcrged

[askdragonbladetalon]

[closed RP] star matter

starfcorged:

“I spark passion into star fire,” the dragon drawls, blinking lazily at the newcomer. “But for a more detailed explanation, I gather stardust into clouds  and stir and compress them until they begin to collapse under their own gravitational attraction, at which point I breathe life into the core and allow them to birth themselves more naturally. Is that satisfactory, little mortal rude enough to be a bother before introductions?”

A slow yawn follows, and he settles his head down to stare unblinking at him. “At least you ask proper questions.”

Oh. Introductions.Right. Talon hadn’t thought that giant star dragons would care about those human niceties but if they mattered to him, Talon would play along. He could manage to be nice to nobles in Noxus for the sake of his sisters; he could definitely manage to be nice to a dragon for the sake of having his own curiosity assuaged.  “I’m Talon. I don’t have a last name.” He plonked himself down on the ground, crossing his legs. “Where does the star dust come from? And what’s -- gravitational attraction?“ Maybe he should have brought his dictionary with him. The dragon talked a little like Vel’Koz did but Vel’Koz hadn’t minded explaining his diction to Talon. Hopefully the star dragon would also be willing to clarify when his vocabulary got too advanced for Talon.

[sararcdcr]

#{ CAKE THIEF (SARA); } ( @starfcrged )

       ———-  ❛ hey, i didn’t steal any cake. it was in the fridge and i took it. did it have your name on it? no. ❜

[lavendervcined]

starfcrged NUP IMMA GET U stvrvcined MY GUY. MY DUDE. I LOVE U I REALLY DO *PLS DO NOT* we'll be in an endless cycle of reviving one another and getting murdered starfcrged SWIGGITY SWOOTY I'M COMIN FOR THAT...revive >__> stvrvcined CHOKES this is it. the thing that killed me

[unmartyrd-blog]

@starfcrged requested an audience.

A fact unknown to the Angara previously was the loss of the Pathfinder’s father right before their arrival to Aya. Honestly, Jaal could sympathize with the loss of a father figure; and found it a bit ironic that even across galaxies and species, both seemed to have suffered the same. Maybe not down to the fine details, but it was still tragic nonetheless. He couldn’t stop thinking about it.  ❛ Pathfinder--a moment, if you have the time?

[visoreyearchive-blog]

@starfcrged liked for a starter.

    “Next time you are going to launch yourself into the air, I would greatly appreciate a warning, Ryder. I thought you were going to die.” The use of jetpacks aren’t new, and neither is Ryder’s seemingly inane ability to throw himself sky high. Unfortunately, the panic Jaal feels every single time he does it doesn’t seem to want to go away, either. “That would have been a bad tale to tell Evfra. ‘Ah, the Pathfinder rocketed into the air and broke all of his bones on the descent, including his neck. My apologies. Please do not demote me.’”

[sararcdcr]

( @starfcrged ) ;

#sara: look at my bouncing baby boy of a little brother pls protect him scott: https://68.media.tumblr.com/a09ddd0535374ee900dc7a528f28d3c6/tumblr_oklhttcxIQ1vsq4fko6_r1_400.gif that's his exact reaction too lmao

               ———-  ❛ hey -- i’m not gonna let you forget that you’re my LITTLE brother. i’m you’re older sister, i’ve got to make sure people look after you. ❜

[shootfrst-blog]

@starfcrged pinged your channels! ||

       It’s a breath, the count down from three as the sharp cut of gunfire fills the air and it’s the flash of empty thermal clips clattering to the ground as the life is burned out of them, shot at lethal speeds with a deadly precision.

              This was the life, the ash of burning flesh and scuffed armor collected in the front of your mind. The rush of blood past the ears as the adrenaline poured thick through veins where blood cells once roamed  ---  You never stayed to dwell on the aftermath, counting empty slots in your clip was a waste of time. You set aside your qualms with the lifestyle before eighteen, to fight was to live. 

And keep others alive. In this case, the Pathfinder.             The barrage of bullet fire splattered the Kett coming up on the Initiative’s favorite throwaway, leaving green on any flat surface willing to hold it. 

             “ Scott! Watch your six     --       unless you want to find out what a hug from a Kett is like, keep your head out of your ass! ”

[sararcdcr]

( @starfcrged ) ;

      ———-  ❛ you know ------ little brother. ❜

            little by mere moments, and certainly not little in height either. even so, she’s still the older of the two twins and she won’t let scott forget it.

                    ❛ sometimes you can be a little shit. ❜