#whalebonesong

[ambiteaux-blog]

having better hair than the empress is a capitol offense

for whalebonesong!! hope you like it

also omfg rowan is tall and emily is on heels

[religiousshitbaby]

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8.

"Put some clothes on!"

[religiousshitbaby]

☢, ❅, ♠?

☢:Something about my character that I’ve never explored but want to: 

I am planning on playing out hoe Carl's personality and life views will change under certain circumstances.

✌:A character I played on a whim and FELL IN LOVE WITH.

Carl. He was literally made as a joke between me and some other RPers after someone game glitched producing an Overseer who yelled at you and whose music box didn’t work. Then I went and made headcanons and got attached to this loser and made him a supporting cast. I’m in too deep.

♠:A character I desperately want to roleplay with

Generally, I want to play with more Overseers. I only follow like 3 or 4 other Overseer OCs right now and I just love these losers.

[religiousshitbaby]

☩ or ♗ ?

☩: Crossover Ship with my muse. Uh...Carl with...Carl from Johnny Bravo?

With Alleah...,,,Laura Croft.

♗ : Child!Character my muse would adopt: Alleah is not too fond of kids so that wouldn't be happening.

Carl, if he could adopt, maybe Ursula even though she is the deadliest child on Earth

[theoxtsider-archive]

WHALEBONESONG SAID: // WAVES HELLO AWKWARDLY FROM THE CORNER BECAUSE YAY OUTSIDERS

ooc: yes yay outsiders. HELLO

[circumscribedvoid-blog]

♥

♥ : Weird ship I have for my muse.

Technically I ship my Outsider and morallyxambiguous's Outsider which, in a way, is the most plausible ship I feel. Outsider seems to have some serious narcissistic tendencies and it's also hard to bond with mortals when their lives are so fragile and fleeting.

I call it Narcissus Drowned.

[vvhisperways-archives]

Rowan isn't really one for birthdays or gifts, but nevertheless he drops a small parcel in front of the other assassin and awkwardly pats him on the shoulder. "Happy birthday, Evander." Barring any wariness of the package, Evander will find a rather nice stash of jerky and some candy, as well as a (fake) rat at the bottom of the box, gazing up at him with rather glassy eyes.

Evander almost wished he could muster up some form of snide remark in response, act like he’d been expecting gifts and recognition of the fact that it was his birthday. But he couldn’t.

Blank surprise is all there is to be found in his expression, and there’s a certain edge of distrust in his eyes as he stares at Rowan, then to the little ‘gift’ he’d presented. A few more moments passed before Evander finally figured out how to respond, and a haughty smirk curled his lips as he daintily grabbed the gift. Cautiously shaking it around and hearing no threatening or concerning sounds from within, Evander very slowly opened it… to discover that it wasn’t a ruse at all. It was genuine. The first actual birthday gift he’d gotten in eighteen years. If he’d still had the capacity to be outwardly sentimental, he might have offered a few heartfelt, thankful words to the other assassin. Instead, only a small nod was directed at Rowan.

"Aw, how very sweet of you~ I was half expecting this to be full of rocks and rat shit. Consider me pleasantly surprised."

[keeper-enforcer]

He had never been outside of The City before. For much of his life, he had only needed to take care of matters that occurred within the walls while the Keeper elders occasionally had excursions on their own to the outskirts. He was aware of the neighboring nations certainly, but had never seen them himself.

So it was surprising to him that he was one of three Keepers leaving for some time to retrieve artifacts from an island nation a boat trip away from The City. He was traveling with one elder and another enforcer partner; to travel as far from the City as they were, their presence was insisted upon from the First Keeper for protection. The excursion was to be a month at most, giving the Keepers ample time to arrive in the Isles, seek artifacts from the area, and return to The City to study them.

It was a simple enough trip, and certainly the Keepers had done much more difficult tasks when they mapped out The Lost City; chaos beasts must be more menacing than ordinary people in a foreign nation.

The storm that had capsized the boat proved that even the simplest plans could easily fall apart.

If the other keepers had survived, they were not close enough for Leif to sense them, although he had little focus to do so anyways; the enforcer was fatigued from hanging onto a large plank of wood to avoid drowning. Luckily, land was within sight after the chaos had settled and he was slowly making his way over. If the others on board spotted it, they would simply regroup and attempt to salvage the mission as best as they could from there.

It wasn't long before he had made it to shore, and pulled himself out of the water, lying flat on his back to stare up at the sky blankly. This portion of the island seemed uninhabited currently, though the ruined buildings indicate that it was not always so. A curious sight, but he would need to investigate once he had caught his breath and recovered a little more.