/looks off not really the url is the same, i just logged on in the wrong one hmmm.
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/looks off not really the url is the same, i just logged on in the wrong one hmmm.
Aha, no worries! We made the updates : )
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does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them?
Vartouhi turned, pulling at the back of her collar. When she found that didn’t tug the fabric far enough, she instead changed tactics, plucking at a spot between her shoulder blades to pull. When that didn’t work, she huffed while annoyance flashed in her eyes, taking the hem and raising up the back until the scarification between her shoulder blades was visible. “It is the symbol of royalty on Balah. All royals get it when they debut.” [ooc; cough... the tattoo art I used to use as a reference is outdated because I want to design something myself... hence, I will not describe it here, since i only have vague ideas of what I want to do. ]
Her look was much more somber as she bent at the waist, something stony and persistent in the downward set of the corners of her mouth. Her hand brushed over the back of her right calf, at the top of its curve, and the shiny, too-smooth skin looked to be in the shape of... teeth. “This... was from the tragedy, in which I lost my sister. That is all I will say.” Her eyes betrayed her lingering grief, as memories of her sister’s possessed eyes came to the forefront of her mind. She recalled the two-toned voice and how her twin had lunged for her, intent on devouring her, how she had caught Vartouhi’s leg and bit down, how the guards came rushing in, and how one of their spears sounded when it pierced Albena’s body and pinned her to the wall, killing her. Vartouhi closed her eyes, willing it all to tuck back into its hiding place.
TRYING TO LIGHT UP THE DARK !
Summer
⋙ i know this is super weird and all ⋙ but can you go to the store and buy me toilet paper then go to my place ⋙ i’m pretty sure the front door is unlocked.....
@suvmmers
She flashed the other girl one of her bright smiles, before practically diving into her purse – it took a couple of moments to fish her wallet from the mess in there, but that was to be expected: Tzuyu was one of those people that needed to bring along everything she thought she may need, and that was a little much for the tiny bag she used, but, in the same time, she refused to change it. She was too used to this one. “Give me a minute… I just need to make sure that I didn’t take my card out last night and leave it about the dorm… with promotions and all, I’m usually in zombie mode, so I have no idea what I’ve been doing.” A triumphant squeak pushed past her lips when her fingers met the surface of the card, and she slipped the wallet back in her back. “Okay, no. Good to go!”
@suvmmers // welcome to femllective !!
❝the heat and i don’t mix.❞