#waelahst

[lunaeipomoeas]

@waelahst

Arngrim didn't know how to process the information, the hell was this man talking about cycles? rebellions the former mercenary was exhausted he just wanted to get his friend back. Picking lezard up by the collar of his cloak the mercenary growled. "I don't care about some other life I have no memory of, you're responsible for what happened to lenneth so you're responsible for helping us fix it."

he was irritated, all he wanted was a simple life, to help his brother, and make money by doing what he did best fighting and now apparently this isn't even the first time he's died, his left hand was curled in a fist he wanted to punch this man to a pulp, that wasn't him not anymore; plus he was already deemed unworthy for a warrior's death so who cared in the end, taking a breath he put the alchemist down.

[soulsbetrayed]

@waelahst replied to your post “//reply with your muse's name and I'll assign them...”:

Lezard Valeth ! :)

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[warriorcrown]

@waelahst // meat puppets.

to say this lovely gentleman had a few screws loose was seemingly a generous statement. the honorable, sacred grounds of the dead he had presumably dug up on his own spoke ample of it character, as did his very existence. no sane person would sing the praises of rotting bodies operating on invisible strings in order to move about. it was depressing. eerie.

even for a man surrounded by carnage and mayhem, vegeta found himself put off.

" is that question rhetorical? "

maybe it was poised towards himself, as the madman seemed the only creature in the vicinity capable of admiring these miserable sacks of flesh. even the meat puppets themselves seemed despairing, recognizing the fault in their reanimation and lamenting it with groans out of tattered, decaying vocal cords.

" are the living so put off by you that you have to settle for the dead? "

[godw0mb]

*:｡ »»—— @waelahst , * ᵈᶤᵛᶤᶰᵉ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ .

𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 / restricting the heart in absolute desire to behold. THERE WAS SO MUCH OF IT ! the way such intense longing sung to her like a million cries, mortal thirsts for life. death. ｌｏｖｅ. licking divine lips in an unsettling hunger [ ... ] it called to her. demonic woмв that birthed false form, just to come before him. ' oh, yes ... ' 🇻​🇴​🇨​🇦​🇱​🇸​ 🇴​🇫​ 🇦​ 🇬​🇴​🇩​🇩​🇪​🇸​🇸​ would broadcast, form of a succubus itching to be free. ' i can feel it. such murderous desire. & in one so youthful. ' fire & blood / she would finally present herself.

[webcharm]

stop calling me pathetic . >8(

➥ ᵘᶰᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗᵉᵈ, [ @waelahst. ] replied.

⸻ no.

[gravltas]

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the lab is cold. it's always cold. something something experiments don't get cold. kohaku is always freezing. they hate this place. they hate everyone here. they want to scream. they do scream.

" K9AR12. " the child curls coldly against their own knees. trying to ignore the scientist approaching them. ignoring the pressing eyes and fully ignoring them. " K9AR12. "

" that's not my name. " the child curls up tighter. " i don't want to be called that. you never listen to anything i say. "

the collar and bracers on their neck and wrists loosen. their head shoots up. as everything falls to the ground. their ability flowing through them unrestricted for the first time. in their life. the scientist smiles a loud sound rockets through the facility. the scent burning their nose. " your name is shiori now. you are 11 years old. you will be leaving us today. "

[liracondo]

@waelahst got caught in the flames of hell . . .

❝ YOU REMIND ME OF SOMEONE I KNEW. ❞ Jane finds herself saying, more so to herself than to the object of her words. Lavender eyes kept a cool gaze before they shut and the half demon speaks again. ❝ I always hated him. ❞

[vernades]

Why would you ever want to kill me, hm?

“I don’t want to kill you. I want to cut off your head and use your heart in ritualistic sacrifice.”