Jul 16, 2014
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe. But I love your muse.)
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe. But I love your muse.)
"Oh wow Look at all of you! Well it’s every nice that so many of you came to meet me! I’m honestly flattered!"
tinyprinceatem started following you
Oh there was no mistaking this one! The Emporer-son. The child of the nation. The beloved and cherished Sun-child, glory to the land, may it ever prosper in his presence. Bah! He spat on the ground. It was a pity this boy was so young and alone. Ingredients harvested from children were extremely potent. But Bakura was not a monster. Killing a lone child who had wandered into his swamp would be an insult to himself.
Instead he swung down from the tree above, landing on the other side of a thick trunk, and peeked around at the child. His face was smeared with gray-green clay-paint that had probably once been a swirl of intricate shapes and was now a scattered mess. His arms were relatively clean, only a few streaks of something orange across his shoulders.
"Pssst!"
This is a tumblr hug. Pass this to at least 10 of your favorite tumblr followers to show how much you love them as best buddies. Make sure you don’t break the chain. Happy tumblr hugs ~! (◕‿◕✿) (◕‿◕✿) (◕‿◕✿)
KDSJhSLdjgkh Thank you dearie. Your atem is so frigging CUTE. Mind you it depresses MY Atem to no end when he sees your because it reminds him of the innocence he lost too young. but you know. You are just awesome and I love youo okay?)
♚
As the kid lay all on his lap and stomach, drooling a little in his sleep, Mariku actually just stared at him, finding it even in him to find the display actually cute, before he slid his fingers through the other ones hair and purred a little with how soft it was, just pawing it with his hands and smothering it a little, kind of bothered with the fact that something so mundane brought him a certain kind of warm and fuzzy feeling...Being human was so odd. He just went on stroking and feeling the other ones hair, enjoying the feeling of it against his hands just as a lazy cat would, leaning down once in a while until it tickled his nose.
((Because I think kiddo atem should meet big atem. XD)) "*Tugs on clothes to get attention but he says nothing at all*"
Atem looked down and his eyes went wide. "Ah....Hello." He said trying to keep his face calm. That was HIM. Somehow, he had no idea how, but this was a smaller version of himself. Atem continued to stare.
It was becoming less and less common for newcomers to come through nowadays, but it still didn't mean the danger was absent. Rain pounded in sleets on the asphalt, the skeleton of desolate skyscrapers glowing in luminous neon sprawling upward from every corner. Above, the thunder rumbled, the occasional flash of lightning jolting disjointed shadows onto the maze of alleyways and roads abandoned by life. This was a den of darkness, a place where only those void of hearts dwell. A place that wasn't suppose to exist.
A World That Never Was.
One of the anomalies which persisted in this place was its strange welcome to strangers. Strangers with hearts. Perhaps the darkness had a way to bring in sacrifices for the heartless, perhaps the giant heart shaped moon in the sky attracted more like its own, but nonetheless, people arrived in this world.
Without meaning to....
It was such like this case for its next visitor. A black pillar of mist projected from the concrete of this mysterious place, eternal night forever hanging in the heavens. Wisps of the smoke's tendrils leached out, grabbing out to anchor itself to this world. For normal people, it would be considered a ghastly sight. For those who rule this world, it would be called a portal.
The pillar encased a small figure, leaving as quickly as it had formed. Down from below the heights of the city scrapers, small body standing in an alley, was a small child, the next visitor in this world of emptiness.
PURPLE, FUCHSIA, GREY.
You can ALWAYS interact. I love rping with people still I have no idea how Atem will take this, but it will likely be angsty as hell lol))