Trial muse
Name: Kazuki Kato
Age: 39
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Height: 164cm (5ft 5in)
Weight: 122lbs (55kg)
Nationality: Japanese
Species: Unknown (likely a Kitsune)
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Trial muse
Name: Kazuki Kato
Age: 39
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Height: 164cm (5ft 5in)
Weight: 122lbs (55kg)
Nationality: Japanese
Species: Unknown (likely a Kitsune)
"All I'm saying - all I'm fuckin' saying is that all these fucking space man specialists talk about all these fucking videos they have - all this evidence, but they never release it! We would make so much more head way if someone would just drop one of the damn videos," Not Eliza though, she's saving all of hers to try to sell them to the government.
open to all.
ivory features hadn’t yet braced themselves in a wince as a spontaneous hand came down across the nimble blonde’s, now, ruddy cheek. “f*ck,” they hissed, baring gleaming pearls in a scrunched up grimace. maybe they couldn’t take this. maybe they had overestimated themselves. “thank you, Master,” they mustered, a lump in their throat as they felt a grasp seize the upper portion of their cream-blonde tresses. contrasting desires weighed heavily upon them as they found themselves not rising to the challenge, but also wanting to test the limits, wanting to be forced into using their safe-word. “thank you,” came the disheveled words once again from an elevating chest, growing increasingly fraught by the moment. “thank you,” they repeated a third time, before adding, “do whatever you want to me-” a pause as they regained her breath, “do whatever you want with me, treat me however you deem fit-” a last pause, before icy irises rose north, “as long as I’m still your favorite f*ckdoll by the end of this.”
like for a short starter from bridget jones!
“Anyone in the mood for a bit of smooth chocolate? I picked it up fresh~.”
Open to: Open Starter
Muse: Emma French 💋
Plot:Loosely based off a five year relationship that just seems not to be working. They are growing apart and it’s tearing them apart.
"How, exactly, did you think that having an affair would help our marriage?"
Closed- Test Muse
“If you think I let my guard down...” Her voice sounded rather cold and analitical as she scanned the room. Cautiously letting her mind spread over the building like a mist to identify exactly where the woken mind was. Big blue eyes looked over in the northern side of the hall towards the stairwell and elevator. “If I knew you were coming I wouldn’t have put everyone else to sleep.” She admitted, calling out mentally and verbally. Scattered among the hall and rooms slept innocent and not so innocent people that worked in the building. The White Queen of course had exit strategies in most cases she took on.
Emma let her body shift into glistening diamond exoskeleton, her protective defense mechanism developed by her x-gene. In this state she was also invulnerable to telepaths, but it helped to be resilent for physical attacks. A small smile a genuine facade scaling against her lips.
@retractedrequiem has appeared
“What the heck are you...?” he’s never seen anything like this before.