#xlapsis

[bxdmoon-blog]

xlapsis replied to your post:literallygxd's God is my favorite God, because no...

( DONT ENCOURAGE YAHWEH. !!! FOR ALL OUR SAKES. )

TOO LATE. 

[literallygxd]

                    "Top this, you                     half-baked                     necrophiliac                     wankbucket."

[atimy]

this is fun i vote we make this a regular thing

[literallygxd]

                            "PAY ATTENTION TO                             ME, AND ALSO I HATE                             YOU AND YOU ARE ADOPTED."

[atimy]

   ❝ So you're me, but I'm hot? ❞

[literallygxd]

                      "Get a haircut,                       you fucking hippie."

[acendar]

asifer! [yes i am home, sorry about this]

Name:

Adrienne Morningstar.

Gender:

Agender.

General appearance:

They’re fairly tall, slender, although they wish they could be more muscular — and they’ve dyed their hair with lighter highlights quite a few times. They look fairly normal, if you ignore them technically being the antichrist.

Personality:

They don’t deal well with anyone disrespecting them, as they perceive it — they’re short tempered, which doesn’t help much with this. Generally, people get punched in the face. The rest of the time, when there’s a reason they can’t just slap someone, they try to be quick witted — it’s not going well, but at least they attempt to. They’re not very easy to get close to ; holding grudges is what they do best, and they’re quick to judge if they like someone or not. They normally don’t change  their view of someone from bad to good, unless there’s exceptional circumstances. The same cannot be said for the opposite.

Special talents:

Fighting. They generally tend to come out of it on top, even if they like something to show for it. They’re especially gifted at making enemies.

Who they like better:

Neither, really. It depends on the day, and who last stopped them getting in too much trouble.

Who they take after more:

They try to take after Lucifer — there’s definitely more in common with him than there is As, at least. For the most part, though, they adopt traits from most everyone they admire, however small the list is.

Personal headcanon:

They don’t see themself as having friends so much as they do having people they don’t dislike. It’s not that they don’t get out much — just that they’ve never met anyone their own age who interests them enough to make them want to do more than tolerate them. Nor adults. They don’t like people much.

Face claim:

[fxgio]

Hands shaking, he pulls in a breath jaggedly, twists a hand in his hair and rubs coins inbetween his fingers. He's money, but it's all back in his motel room, and that's miles away -- turning on the spot, forgetting to breathe momentarily, he tries not to let anything show. "'xcuse-moi," voice shaking, he reminds himself to speak English, "excuse me, you don't have a dollar spare?" Fingers twisting in his hair, he tries not to visibly shake. "-- I've not enough for the bus."