#tangledinfire

[spudlord]

I miss you ;o;

You haven't been on in a month and I lost your number. //cries

[spudlord]

Under Construction

I am changing this blog into Tarrlok, and my Tarrlok blog into Ming.

I'm changing up my headcanons a bit, he'll still be the nicer one compared to Zu' and Tahno.

Bad news: I am dropping all rp's with Ming.

Why am I doing this? I want Tarrlok to be my main account, not Ming. :3

[spudlord]

Okay, I think I gave Ming muse a long enough breather.

I'm going to try replying to roleplays now, can't guarantee much. Maybe send me some interesting asks to try and get my Ming muse flowing again?

Gabs, & Fella; You two owe me replies~

-Hiatus officially declared OVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER-

[theflamingwolfbat-blog]

@tangledinfire

Though the afternoon sun is perched high in the sky, pouring it's light, it's heat through window, Shaozu's body argues that it's late in the night. He'd gotten the awkward shift, working from early morning hours up until that brink where late morning meets the new afternoon. In fact, the firebender's been getting this stupid shift a lot more often these days, for reasons way beyond him. And quitting really wasn't an option, though lack of sleep was really taking a toll on his lightning output at the plant- means for being fired. There's always some reason why sleep fails to find him when the opportunity actually arises, which further deepens the dark circles beneath his pale amber eyes, lacking their usual wicked glint. And because of this he can't be seen in public, meaning he can't look for another job to replace this terrible one, meaning he has to keep doing it. Shaozu's logic is running him in circles, ones he sees no error in.

Today's culprit for sleep prevention is the vicious growl of his stomach, having not eaten anything since about three this morning- which he had to pick up the day before. It's extremely rare there be food in his apartment, the brunette always being forced to eat out because of this. So at the moment he's basically fucked- unless he break his personal mantra of not leaving the house looking like shit. Laying in bed, Shaozu doesn't want to comb his hair into place, he doesn't want to conceal the bags beneath his eyes, he just doesn't want to get up. And yet his legs swing out of bed, carry him across the room, and out the door with keys in hand. Perhaps he can get away with it, make it a couple blocks down to the food stand, snag something, and go without being so much as looked at? Fat chance. 

The line isn't too terrible when he pulls up, and thus Shaozu decides to try and get away with looking like a complete hot mess in public- for the sake of food and sleep, because that's what it will grant him. 

[spudlord]

These rp's are at risk for being dropped!

Untitled- theflamingwolfbat | me

I know you have been busy.

Either way let me know if I should keep this slot or drop it.

Night Skies and Beautiful Lies- tangledinfire | me

I know you have good reasons to not be replying, but let me know if you are going to reply?

Sorry guys my slots are all full, and if anyone asks me to start a thread I will have to drop you guys. ( It has been 5+ days since your last replies)

[sifusparky]

[[ Replies Masterpost

trolol I find it funny that I'm making one of these, actually

Anyways.

Sweetness and the Scarred //imfromthewatertribe

Fire Ice Water Lightning //katara-of-the-water

Possibilities //tangledinfire

Death //iamkatara

Binds and Burns //sugarqueenkatara

Straight to the Sex //sugarqueenkatara

Demons and Turtleducks //protectiveturtleduck

Unlikely //moonprincessyue

Chemistry //pinkelastic

Escort //romancing-the-wolfbat

Nightingale //sugarqueenkatara

Broadsword //allgrownup-peter

Quickie, that is all. //sugarqueenkatara

Lost //samuelthewinchester

Exactly, my dear Zuko. //ohmycheekbones

Cheat //sugarqueenkatara

Broken //sugarqueenkatara

Illness //mai-ofthefirenation & sugarqueenkatara

Stay Strong //sugarqueenkatara

A Series of Knots //sugarqueenkatara

I still have a whole lot oms I will now proceed to dig around in my archive, fun. ]]

[spudlord]

Gonna take a break

I owe replies to: theravenettemusician, tahnosprivatelessons, & single-lady-asami

These people owe me replies: theflamingwolfbat, richiewellington, ask-femme-amon,ta-hellyes, equalistsbehindthemask, theravenettemusician, & call-me-aya.

Jamie, Just let me know when you're ready to resume our RP.

If I forgot about you, let me know!

Also, all my slots are filled so I can't start any more RP's sorry.

[skoochythevagabond-blog]

Dancing Fire || @tangledinfire

Miss Fire's was one of those places that always felt like stepping into another reality. Skoochy could come from a cold, clear night, and find himself in a hazy room, the lights colorful yet dimmed at the same time, creating strange shadows on the walls. The music in the place was always loud, and the drinks were always pouring, and it wasn't long, sitting there, that he could forget an outside world existed at all. 

When the outside world was a place where he was lucky if he survived the night, a place like this, for all its grease and sleaze, had a certain charm. 

And by charm, of course, he meant the ladies, always willing to relax a man, if he softened them up just right with enough yuans. And even if he didn't, the viewing was always free.

Tonight though, coming with some friends, if he could call them that, from the triad, Skoochy found it hard to get into the mood of things. Miss Fire's was just like it always was, and yet he could hardly bring his eyes up to look at the stage. So instead he mulled over his mug, sullenly nursing his drink, while his buddies oggled and wolf-whistled the dancers on stage.

It was going to be a long night, he though, taking a long swig of his drink.