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@touchheranddie
"I believe it would be the other way around.."
touchheranddie said: ”..is that a challenge, Rage?”
"Only if you’re making it one. Which isn’t much of a challenge."
"Oh..? Is that so?"
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Send me a ★ and i'll answer...
If we kissed:
[x] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[x] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[x] Slap/Push you away.
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um no.
[] YES.
[x] Why not.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[x] Sure.
[x] YES.
Sex?:
[x] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] FUCK YES.
[] No.
Should you reblog this?:
[] Yes. I want to send you one.
[] Yes.
[] No.
Send me a ★ and i'll answer...
If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um no.
[] YES.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[] Sure.
[] YES.
Sex?:
[] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] FUCK YES.
[] No.
Should you reblog this?:
[] Yes. I want to send you one.
[] Yes.
[] No.
"Then he wasn’t the right guy. It-!" Rage stopped himself from continuing, the next words could destroy her.
"Never-mind. It’s pointless to say anything else. I’ll just get the same reaction from you." The way she was making it out to be, frustrated him. And when that happened, the immortal became cold and uncaring, giving two shit of how his words would make the other feel.
Her hand slowly moved from her face, the tendrils had finally settled enough for her to look at him, only to look away once more. "Finish what your words." It always had annoyed her when people stopped their sentences, especially during arguments.
"I think you mentioned this before. Not quite sure." Rage, fixed himself. Cleaning off the little mess she left behind. "And? Who cares if you are indeed a corpse. Do you know how many people would give two shit about how their partners look like? Or what they are? Don’t ever tell me that. There will always be someone out there that likes what and who you are. The world is a big place."
"And yet, that is why he threw me out like trash..!"
She let out a growl, averting her eyes from him. She despised this topic-- with her entire being. "Yea-- sure. Perhaps if I wasn't who I am, if I didn't act this way." A hand shot up to cover her eyes, half to stop herself from crying, and half in an attempt to cease the tendrils from slithering from place.
Maybe I was simply made for my sister. It would.. make sense.
He just glared down at her as she held him by the shirt and threatened with a balled up fist. “It’s not my fault that you never had a boyfriend or a lover of some kind. No one to bring those emotions out.”
"Punch me if you must it’s not going to change a thing. My actions will still continue regardless of this outcome. There is no stopping me."
She opened her mouth to reply, then quickly closed it. Her grip tightened, nails digging through his shirt-- blood slowly slipping from her clenched fist.
"I--... I did. Once.."
"And.. he.. just threw me out."
She gritted her teeth, she hated talking about... him. So, so much.. Slowly, painfully slowly... her grip began to loosen, finally letting him go, arms falling to her side.
"Because-- I'm just a walking corpse.."
The Land of the Free Turns to the Land of the Dead || Deus-ex-Zeus
It.. turned out like this because of him.
If he hadn’t existed, neither would this. The infection, the dying, the suffering, the screaming. To think one man’s - a dead man’s mistakes could carry on after death. Through death. Become something else, something.. more. So much more. Can’t be touched, can’t be stopped.
Death.. is, was only the beginning.
It’s a goddamn mess and someone’s ‘cleaning’ it up. Used to think Gentek and Blackwatch were his only problems. .. but when you exist for time and can’t even find your own means of fucking ‘end’ - every day it’s something new.
God damn it, too late.
Followed the trail this far and it ends here.
A girl.. she’s just another girl. Another innocent, another soon to be infected just because she really was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Mercer thinks to.. let her die. Just let her fucking die because it’s the only way out of this hell she’d continue to live in otherwise.
Can’t bring himself to turn away now.
Why would it go after something defenseless - fucking defected. What a goddamn waste. Waste of time, waste of another life. She doesn’t deserve to die, he knows. It’s why he appears before her in this way.
"Before the ‘purge’ comes. .. I’ll take you away."
Slowly, her single remaining eye gazed over to him, half lidded. Who-- no... what was this man. She could see, however dim-- faint, it may be.. a sort of-- glow? No, aura, not a glow.
A dark, sickly red-orange aura to him. Something told her to leave-- run, as fast as she could, despite how tired her body was.
Then, there was something that told her to stay, to trust this man. Whoever-- whatever he was. That he would at least 'save' her before this.. Purge. Dying certainly was not something she saw on her To-Do list anytime soon. Then again, trusting a man with such an aura around him, was not on it either.
Looks like she'll have to make room for it.
"Wh...what are you talking about.." She seethed, blood slowly dripping off of her chin. A soft gasp, the woman attempting to catch her breath as she began to cough.
Whatever got into her wound was messing with her body-- her mind.
birdofveritas said: ((A shiny one or a normal one cause I know someone who has a bunch???))
// A NORMAL ONE, FRIEND.
// HEY GUYS.
THIS ISN'T MY BLOG, NOR MY OC. IN FACT IT'S A REALLY AWESOME PERSON'S. SO YOU SHOULD TOTALLY GO FOLLOW THEM.
{{ remember that multi-chara blog i made?? Yea i made it into a Kyuzo rp blog.
SO.
introducing Kyuzo from Samurai 7
// i just want a ponyta uuuugggggh hhhhhhhhh
[Well I was think, just thinking of showing you a video of my friends and I playing but I just looked at them and there’s only one uploaded to youtube. I was hoping a better one was uploaded but I don’t have any just yet. (X) You can watch it if you want. He’s player one, I’m the one with Rage over his head. It’s Super Smash Bros Brawl by the way. We made some changes to it. .3.
Anyways, -3- That Shedninja. I a little worried about that.]
// Alright! I'll watch it soon~ uvu
Don't be scared of him!
be scared of my Chandelure and Froslass. c:
[Ghost team. I have a feeling it’s better than one of my friends. He sucks at games. No really you should see him play. .3. Hmm. I got an idea.]
// Why of course~ Ghost is probably one of my favorite teams!! I just need to EV train them for a bit. ESPECIALLY Shedninja.
Really? uvu''
Ohh!! what?
touchheranddie said: // WE MUST DO BATTLE ONCE YOUR TEAM IS READY
[It’s almost ready. I need to level it up and get one more member. It’s sorta the same. Nothing much changed to be honest.]
// Ohhh. Yea, good luck with that friend. uvu I think my team is... okay, at least. I mean, I didn't do too much thinking about it, really.
OH. I HAVE AN IDEA.
You should battle my ghost team!!!
He returned the growl. He wasn’t very fond of being told what to do. Rage bit his tongue to let her speak at her own pace. But what he heard was a little obvious. There many out there that would love to hurt and kill this man.
"Yeah, I get that a lot. What else is new?" He paused after that comment, feelings? What feelings? "Hey don’t go around blaming me for those things. I wasn’t the one to hand them to you."
"Perhaps you did not hand those annoyances to me, but there is no one else who could possibly be the reason. You are the one that has dragged me by my arm, you are the one that decides to toy with me, you are the man--"
She let out a growl, grabbing the front of his shirt, balling her fist angrily "that I cannot get out of my damned head."