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@batoushoujo​

...He wasn’t used to people staring. Normal humans couldn’t see his wings or eyes, but it seems this person wasn’t exactly normal. Instinctively, the four wings behind his head curled over to cover his face. 

“Uh.. Do I have something on my, um...” Well, obviously. 

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@lachrymosestorm​ liked the starter call

She was supposed to be getting groceries today, but it was alright to make a pit stop, right? She didn’t have much room in her hotel room for crafts, but she would make it work. One of the joys of being an adult was spending her money on stuff she liked, right? So there she was, picking out some glitter, glue, googly eyes, paints... Before she grabs the last tube of a certain color, which someone else was reaching for.

“Oh, do you need this one? I can just pick a different color if you want it.”

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@piinetrees​ 

It was never safe, walking into the woods at night. Always, something waited to snatch little humans up. “Don’t step there.” Her voice was smooth, and the unseelie princess stepped forward. 

She would have blended in well with the trees, if they weren’t so lively. Dead and decaying leaves decorated her form - or, perhaps, she was made of them? It was difficult to be able to tell where her clothes began and her skin ended.

“It’s a faery ring.”

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@hhemeraa​

He is lucky, he supposes, that not many people came to this hotel. It was rather nice, and cheap as well. It didn’t long for he, Jessica and Grace to check in. Their last encounter with Ryan had left Jess far more shaken than before. This was more tucked away, but.. it seemed it wasn’t as safe as he may have initially thought. 

White eyes stared at the man coming into the lobby. Blonde, covered in blood - he looked like he may have been injured, but Michael wasn’t sure. He steps out of the breakfast lounge, muffin in hand. While Michael was sure he looked concerned, it would have been hard to see under the fur and feather-like deformities on his skin. 

“Sir.. . Sir, are you alright?”

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@witchlyy​ liked the starter call

It was getting easier to repress the urges now. There was something not quite right about what he was, and he still wasn’t sure himself what happened on that fateful day. He sighs, reaching for a bottle in the liquor store he was in. He didn’t really like the taste, and he didn’t really like the feeling, either, but it was something to do. Something to do while he waited for a sign of his ex girlfriend. 

He stood up and whirled around, slamming into a shorter guy who happened to be walking behind him. “Hey - watch it!”

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@piinetrees​ liked the starter call

“...”

He wasn’t sure how he felt about someone taking notes while talking to him. Then again, maybe Michael should expect stuff like this while out in public. “..Um... Sir, I don’t know if you’re some sort of journalist or what, but... please don’t publish anything about me. It’s just a skin condition.”

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@skullfck​

It was the presence of demonic entities that attracted the Goddess to this city. A normal human would not be able to see the multitude of red and pink eyes that adorned her body nor the feathery black wings at her back, but something supernatural... Well, there was no spell in place that would stop them. That was how she spotted them, their reactions.

Her search led her to an.. unsavory shop in California, one that dealt in human pleasure. 

She made her way inside, her six phantasmal wings fading through the nearby objects and popping out the other side, as if they weren’t there at all. 

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.it’s been a while since renegade has felt this...ANGRY. he’s outraged, blood pumping like mercury through his veins as he grapples up the building to the rooftop.

.he has been planning this out for MONTHS. weeks of stake-outs, scoping out the area, learning the guard shifts, refining every plan until even slade approved. everything was timed to the SECOND. it was perfect.

.and then everything goes to waste because apparently SOME PEOPLE can’t keep their noses out of other people’s business. someone is going to DIE tonight, renegade doesn’t care whether it’s who he originally came for.

.as he storms towards the figure on the roof, his anger rises to steaming levels and he has both guns in hand before the thought even enters his mind.

“ what the absolute FUCK was that, Hood !? ” he practically screams, his angry voice echoing across the rooftops. “ you better having a good fucking reason for costing me this contract ! ”