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“I wouldn’t be laughing so hard if you didn’t make a right fool of yourself.”
Meme II Accepting!
Pegasus resented being mocked. Simply as a means of retaliation, he joined the spirit in his laughter; it was mirthless, brittle laughter, mind you, but it still communed his intentions. He abandoned his veneer of faked mirth soon enough, letting his anger seep into his voice. Perhaps this impudent boy would be intimidated by expressed discontentment, rather than his more subtle warnings.
“Are you making fun of the fact that I couldn’t tell that you were a holder of a Millennium Item, too?”
“The joke’s on you, then, isn’t it? My main focus was Yugi-boy; you’re just secondary, which is why I didn’t note you earlier! Now, do you know what happens to little secondaries who make me angry enough? If what happened to the Kaiba boys isn’t indication enough, let’s just say .... that you won’t like me when I’m angry.”
“Calm down, I’m not here to hurt you.” ( probably. )
Meme II Accepting!
That statement would normally be assuring, but it carried an ominous presence thanks to its speaker. Pegasus seldom forgot a face, much less that of the very person who had pilfered his Eye. Ever since he had lost his powers, his world had gone dark. Robbed of his ability to read minds, he was now unsure if anyone was lying to him, or if he would ever be able to see his beloved Cecilia again. He had become so accustomed to having the Eye upon his person, that life without it was maddening. He’d been bedridden for weeks following its loss.
Eventually, he’d slowly but surely recovered, adjusting tentatively to life as a normal person. Seeing the visage of his old enemy, a man who may as well have killed him that first time, brought back all his worried sentiments in a tidal wave. Pegasus visibly shook, a rare crack in his jovial facade. His face notably paled. He backed away, only to meet a wall he was sure hadn’t been there before. He could’ve been remembering out of panic, but it was also likely another power was at play here.
“D ... don’t. Don’t you come near me!”
“I-I gave you what you wanted, didn’t I!? You have no use for me, not anymore! What do you want now!? Money? I can give you that! It’d be easy, I promise you!”
“All right, own up. Who touched my chocolate.”-Judai Yuki (regular)
Meme II Accepting!
Pegasus held the requested item in his hand, his pride in having successfully thieved the chocolate immediately apparent. With impossible grace, he wiped the chocolate-induced stains on his mouth with his napkin, his smile unmarred.
“I never thought that such a cheap brand would be so delicious! Bravo, Yuki-boy!”
Mind you, he’d tasted deluxe chocolates from many corners of the world. The basic flavor, however, remained untouched in generic chocolate brands, and Pegasus’s refined palate pleasured in returning to the basic tastes of his youth. Despite the cheapness of the brand, the flavor was undeniably scrumptious.
“Wherever did you buy these? I need more! Much more!”
brooklynxsweetheart:
“….As much as I would usually hate beggin’, I just wanna know if….She’s actually where she deserves to be. I don’t want her to be sufferin’ up there, ya know? I just wish she was still here…”
Pegasus was astounded by the teen’s honesty. There were no ulterior thoughts dwelling behind that statement; a cursory glance at Joey’s mind would tell him as much. No, he was sincere, and all he wanted was to know how his lost loved one fared. Pegasus couldn’t withhold the answer in good conscience. If he were in Joey’s shoes, and someone held the welfare of Cecilia over his head, he would be agonized. He sighed, and relented.
“Alright, alright. I’ll check, but don’t tell anyone I obliged. I can’t have everyone asking me to do this for them.”
Pegasus closed his eyes, concentrating, not speaking for several moments. It was easy to read the minds of others, for they were in this realm; seeing into another would take more work.
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“Did you honestly think I wouldn’t find out?”
Meme II Accepting!
Pegasus rather doubted that the teen’s words were serious. Such a statement would be traditionally prompted when his would-be partners found out about his less savory enterprises. There were many dark secrets he’d preferred to keep hidden, and the threat of any one of them getting out would be sufficient blackmail material. Had this kid been a business associate, Pegasus would’ve given him the honor of a stammer or even a sweat.
Instead, he just offers his usual brilliant smile and a clap of congratulations.
“Oho! So, you did! You found out that there are unstated conditions to some of the battlefields!”
“Or was it the extra reward, stated in the fine print of the rules? You’ll have to be more specific, young man! My memory’s stretched quite thin. I have to pay a lot of attention on my tournament, you see!”
brooklynxsweetheart:
“…I wonder if Serenity’s happy up there….”
“Well, with my Millennium Eye, I could see into the afterlife and take a check for you.”
“If I wanted to, that is. Convince me! I’m a generous man, you know. With the right words, I might take pity on you and give you a definite yes or no.”
'' Excuse me? did you say season 4? .. ''
Nooooo! Nononono! NOOOOOOO!
.... was all one could hear in response. He’d rather forget that one time where the cards he painstakingly designed went on a rampage just about everywhere. Why did you have to remind him?
Random Starters Feel free to change pronouns/wording! “You’re looking awfully happy today, who did you kill?” “I almost came to your house drunk at 3am yesterday, you can thank me I didn’t.” “Is knocking a thing of the past? Last I checked, you don’t just let yourself in.” “I don’t hate you, that requires even a shred of care.” “You look all dressed up, meeting someone important?” “If you come near me again, I’ll make sure it’s your final defiance.” “Get out. Just get out.” “Fuck you.” “Do you know how far I had to run to get here? You owe me an explanation.” “Well, aren’t we friendly?” “Lay off it, will you?” “I don’t have to explain myself to you, or anyone. Now leave.” “I’m uh- kind of bleeding over here, mind helping me?” “Did you honestly think I wouldn’t find out?” “I didn’t know you cared for her/him/them so much.” “Stop, you’re making everything worse.” “I wouldn’t be laughing so hard if you didn’t make a right fool of yourself.” “And there you go again, lying.” “I didn’t think I’d see you here.” “Calm down, I’m not here to hurt you.” “I love her/him/them. I’m sorry.” “How about you fuck off?” “Can we… forget I said that?” “Why would you say that?” “Did you think it would all just work out? Did you think I’d be all forgiving? Well I’m not, and I think deep down you knew that.” “Fine, just throw me away, like you did all the others before me.” “All right, own up. Who touched my chocolate.” “Do you think this is stupid? Never mind, you always see the negative.” “Put that down before you hurt yourself.” “Get on with it then.” “You look nervous.” “Did you hurt him/her/them?”
(( Uhm.. sorry, im just spreading out a heads up some anon are being weird again.. ))
[ Hey, it’s all good! Thanks for the warning, but don’t worry if it sounded weird or whatever. I know anons can get random sometimes. ]
setocorp:
if there was one thing seto kaiba hated, it was idiots. and if there was one word he would use to describe pegasus, it was idiot. his laugh was like a knife grating against ceramic. any time he was required to spend in the man’s presence was a new and unique form of torture and yet it was so often he was required to. sharing the market in gaming almost exclusively between the two of them was a challenge he should have calculated more thoroughly when he made the change in kaiba corperation.
usually he struck fear into hearts when he walked into the room, and yet pegasus opened his mouth with that horrible, awful laugh. and called him boy yet again. he felt his eyebrow twitch when asked if he was offended by the monkey screech coming out of his mouth.
“and i can picture the vacant look on yours. i didn’t come for you lackluster advice on being personable.” he crossed his arms tighter across his chest, containing the urge to slam his head into a desk for being so irritating.
“i came to hear this business proposition that was so important, you refused to so much as send it in an email. my preferred method of contact with you.” his preferred method involved no contact at all, but the elimination of his voice helped. the only issue was, pegasus was a good business man. and an enemy he couldn’t topple at the moment.
Pegasus utterly reveled in every frustrated word that came from the disgruntled teen’s mouth. In truth, he could’ve easily kept their correspondence to e-mail; it took little effort in committing his grand ideas to a summation that would be promptly received in Kaiba’s inbox. No, he drew the man himself out here for the express purpose of establishing their two roles. Pegasus wanted to emphasize the fact that their partnership was far from Kaiba’s standard fare of intimidating his rivals into submission, or else ruining them thanks to his myriad of connections.
Rather than simply stating the obvious, Pegasus requested him personally to show that Kaiba could not defy a direct order from him. It was his means of twisting the knife, to demonstrate that he was not to be trifled with. Gone were the excuses of inconvenience; in this particular cooperation, KaibaCorp would either play by his rules or endure the consequences. Unlike the others, Pegasus’s power was, in fact, on par with Seto Kaiba’s. For now, at least. Doubtlessly, there would come a time when a power struggle would ensue, but Pegasus was well prepared for that outcome. In fact, his partner/rival-to-be had no idea what sort of trump card he had up his sleeve; or, in this case, nestled in his eye socket, obscured by a veil of lustrous hair.
“You know how e-mails can be hacked these days! It was too much of a risk to hazard one. What if our secrets fell into enemy hands?”
“I’d wager you’d be far angrier if that had happened.” He laughs again, just to elicit further annoyance. “Now, could I offer you refreshments? I would be remiss to just start my ramble without offering you my finest tea and biscuits!”
"Why are you spreading rumors about my hair? I've had people coming into the shop today asking if it's real!" He was in a huff, annoyed at this nonsense.
“I’d say I did you a favor! People coming to your shop means more customers, riiiight?”
“I’m a businessman, Yugi-boy! I know plenty of corporations that would kill for that kind of publicity. You honestly should be thanking me!”
''OH, GOD, some strange slime monsters are roaming! '' (( a warning to you as well! ))
"I’ll concede that slime monsters are monster cards that exist in the game .... but they wouldn’t be roaming now, would they? Don’t tell me that we’re in Season 4 again! If another monster card comes to life, I’ll ...”
Gestures for some aspirin. He’s gonna need to lie down for awhile.
atlantis-prince:
“Always the comedian, Maximillion.” Adjusting his cufflinks below his mauve suit. Odd eyes just continued to stare at the other, obviously this act was because of anxiety at his presence - and boy did that feel good. Unless it wasn’t but still, this gent was quite clearly insane to some degree.
“Your cause was small compared to my goal. Although, bringing back a loved one is no easy feat, only to have it ruined by the Pharaoh. He does that a lot these days ~” Advancing toward the male.
“I could, quite easily. Unless you wish to aid me. Your company and creative knowledge could prove useful - the jokes on the other hand, need work.”
Despite the bleak situation, Pegasus felt a pang of fury upon the prompt of his lost lover. He would never deny the vile power vested in the Millennium Items, but the only reason why he dabbled in it was for the express purpose of regaining what he’d lost. His purpose had been sacred; to have it casually brought up, simply as a means of advancing a conversation, was to scoff at its sanctity.
He leveled a defiant glare at Dartz. Showing defiance would likely make his situation more precarious, but he didn’t care. Pegasus would not allow his pride so easily tread upon.
“Every creative process needs work, doesn’t it? A creator of anything ought to know this.”
His tone would imply that Dartz, who was a creator of neither art nor humor, would certainly be ignorant of this.
“For one, your tact could use some work. I couldn’t bring my Cecilia back, it’s true, but would I want to be reminded of that? Ugh. I’d prefer not to lend my aid to you, but if I want to live, which I certainly do ... I don’t have a choice. I’ll have to help you, won’t I?”
You haven't been here long, but I can already hear his voice as you write.
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cobrada:
Boy, did he ever remember this person.. Mokuba still was uneasy around him, and to be quite honest, he was still trying to figure out if he should trust him. Come to think of it, what Pegasus did was something that makes sense when you’re trying to force someone to come out and do what they want. Mokuba also learned that.
❝ A lot did happen.. That was a long time ago though–, and it seems like you’ve changed.. At least I hope. ❞
For now, Mokuba would trust him.
Although he lacked the mind-reading powers that he formerly possessed, Pegasus was confidant that he had deduced one thing correctly about Mokuba: he was far more forgiving than his elder brother. Seto Kaiba would no doubt have him hurled out of the building (likely literally) before he could utter a word. Mokuba gave him more than that: a chance, however fleeting it may have been. That counted for something.
“Oh, indeed! For one, I am but a regular man now. No powers, no magic. You can trust that much, I assure you.”
“So, Mokuba ... shall we get to business? Do you know why I am here?”