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Sparring and Training
Feel free to change pronouns/wordage and switch roles as necessary!
Things said:
"Come on, hit me harder."
"I know you can do better then that!"
"You wanna take a break?"
"Don't stop until you've pinned me, you hear?"
"Quit running away and hit me, coward!!"
"Don't underestimate me."
"I warn you- I don't really play nice."
"If this was a real fight, I'd have broken your arm twice by now."
"Ow!! Lucky shot..."
"Ha, you got me..."
"Ready for round 2?"
"Loser buys drinks/lunch/dinner."
"Where the hell did you learn to fight like that?"
"Come on, one more time, your forms getting better."
Things Done:
[PIN] Sender pins Receiver to the floor, ending a heated sparring session.
[SWAP] Sender and Receiver practice using the other persons signature weapon.
[OBSTACLE] Sender and Receiver run an obstacle course.
[RUN] Sender and Receiver run a few laps around a track.
[SLAM] Sender pins Receiver to the wall, hard.
[SHOT] Sender and Receiver go to a gun range to practice.
[TOSS] Sender throws Receiver during sparring.
[AID] Sender accidentally wounds Receiver during training and grabs the first-aid kit.
[MAGIC] Sender uses their powers during the sparring session to attack Receiver. (if applicable)
[REST] After intense training, Sender and Receiver take a much needed break.
꒷꒦꒷꒦༉‧🕯️‧₊˚.THE DARKNESS SEEMED TO BREATHE . . a collection of HORROR ROLEPLAY SENTENCE STARTERS based on horror films. genre: horror, thriller, mystery, crime.
All I want to do is save the children…not destroy them.
May I ask you a somewhat personal question?
Do you have an imagination?
Truth is very seldom understood by any but imaginative persons.
It's most unfortunate, for I have no room for them…neither mentally nor emotionally.
Does that seem quite heartless?
A rather large, rather lonely place.
They need affection and love…and someone to whom they can belong and who will belong to them.
What does that signify, if I trust you, if you trust me?
Just when I thought I'd got the whole situation settled... [He/She/They] died mysteriously.
Whatever happens, you must handle it alone.
Didn't you hear? Someone is calling your name.
Are you afraid of reptiles?
I've been watching the road, waiting for you.
Oh, we will have fun together, won't we?
I had no idea. I never imagined.
Half the rooms are empty now, locked and empty.
As I was coming through the garden, I heard you call [name].
Promise now that you won't go away.
I was so afraid. But, I didn't have much choice.
What's the good of being popular down here…with only pigeons and me?
[He/She/They] had the devil's own eyes.
There's nobody else. Nobody at all.
I seem to be carried away quite easily.
Big rooms get bigger at night. Do you know that?
I always look in the dark.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Where would the Lord take my soul to?
Wouldn't the Lord just leave me here to walk around?
Isn't that what happens to some people? Just wandering?
Whatever was that?
We must pretend we didn't hear it then we won't imagine things.
Sometimes one can't help…imagining things.
Didn't you say last night that [name] was coming home?
It's a spider…and it's eating a butterfly.
They said, [He/She/They] is an injury to the others.
Are you afraid [he/she/they] will corrupt you?
Oh, I've been longing for these holidays.
Somehow - I don't know - I was afraid it might be different.
It must be a misunderstanding, a mistake.
How did you know I was there?
This is a very old house. Things creak.
What do you think about while you're lying awake?
It's a bit sad though…when people don't have time for you.
Don't be frightened. It was only the wind.
Oh, then you must have seen him. The man who was standing here.
I've been quite alone except for my greedy friends.
It was a man. He was looking at me.
I'm tired. I haven't been sleeping well.
One can never believe, [name]. [He/She/They] invents things, imagines them.
I'm afraid today isn't altogether my day.
A strange place, new responsibilities. Takes a bit of getting used to.
Is there anyone living here that I don't know about?
Oh, if only everything could go on just as it is now.
Too small for you to have secrets?
Secrets require a privacy that our little home did not provide.
You hide, and I'll seek. We can go all over the house, can't we?
Did I frighten you?
Let me go! You're hurting me!
God, you're white as milk. What happened?
I saw him! Don't tell me I didn't, because I did!
He was staring past me into the house as if he were hunting someone...
I know where I've seen him. A picture. There's a picture of him.
A miniature in a cracked glass in the attic. Yes. That.
You see, he's dead. [Name] is dead.
It does, doesn't it? But I can't help it, you know.
I can't leave them alone, not after the other night.
Put it out of your mind. Pretend it was part of a dream.
Do you think I want to believe that? That it was just the darkness, a nightmare?
A man, or something that once was a man…peering in through the window, looking for someone.
It's daylight. And I know I saw him.
You're upsetting yourself over nothing.
Tell me, how did he die?
It doesn't do to speak ill of the dead.
If only you could have heard his scream when he dies...
I was afraid for them. You think I'm imagining it, but I saw it.
Look, they're dead, gone. There's no point in telling tales of what's over and done with.
Over and done with. But is it?
[He/She/They] said that once, when [He/She/They] was on the lake, there was a hand waving on the bottom.
[Name], where did you learn that song?
God, you gave me a heart attack sitting there in the dark!
Today, down by the lake…there in the broad sunlight…I saw the other one.
A woman dressed in black. In the lake.
They are both playing or being made to play some monstrous game.
I've been so frightened. I've felt so alone.
We must try to learn what it is these horrors want.
The answer must lie in the past.
It was more like a sickness…a fever that leaves the body burned out and dry.
There's things I've seen I - I'm ashamed to say.
Rooms…used by daylight… as though they were dark woods.
There was too much whispering in this house.
The innocents deceiving us.
I'm just trying to put it together to understand.
[He/She/They] grieved till there was something crazy in the eyes.
I used to hear foot steps, wandering all over the house, sobbing.
Haven't we worse to fear than a scandal?
What good would it do telling the vicar our secrets?
We can go on no longer without help.
They are not living with us. The ghosts. We have no part in their real life.
There are things that I haven't told you…that I can't bring myself to tell even you.
What do you think they're saying?
They're talking about them. Talking horrors.
So far these monsters have kept their distance. But they intend coming closer..
What should I say, that they have friends who would frighten them out of their lives?
I know, he'll think I'm insane…or that it's some stupid trick to get him to notice me.
How did [he/she/they] die?
Oh, I'm sorry, I-I should never have told you.
I'm left with no choice. There's nothing else to be done.
From now on, we must never let them out of our sight.
They can only reach each other by entering the souls of the children… and possessing them.
They live and know and share this hell.
I think I know how we can save them.
They must be made to admit what is happening and we can cast out those devils forever.
What shall I say when his feet enter softly…leaving the marks of his grave on my floor?
Haven't they taught you? Knock before you enter.
Somebody's walking in the garden.
What were you doing? You saw something?
I'll tell you the real, true reason. But I wonder if you'll understand.
It was a shocking thing to do, wasn't it?
Yes, I-I did hear something.
What are you hiding under your pillow?
Its neck. Someone had broken it.
Poor thing. I'll bury it tomorrow.
I thought someone was watching me.
How did you get here?
I always come here when I want to dance, when I want to be alone..
Where is she? You know you can see her!
She's dead and buried.
I can't see anything! I've never seen anything!
I like it when the fire does that. Don't you?
Now do you believe me? Now that you've seen?
I've known a vile tongue or two in my time but never have I heard such obscenities.
You felt they weren't really dead.
It was like a pendulum… and I could feel it swinging my way.
He wanted to reveal himself and ask for my help.
But to wake a child out of a bad dream, is that a cruelty?
A body can only judge themselves.
Did you send them, or did they take fright and run away?
What am I afraid of, [Name]?
I'm not a mind reader, I've told you that before. But I do sense things.
This house upset [him/her/them].
Why did you want to be alone with me?
What do I know? Or rather, what is it that you want to know?
Don't shout. Don't be so angry.
I'm sometimes stupid and I make mistakes…but I'm not cruel.
Whatever you've done, I'm not against you.
It must be…because I'm different.
I said things. Sometimes I hurt things. Sometimes at night when everything was dark - They screamed.
They said I frightened the others.
When…did you first see and hear of such things?
I made them up. They just came into my head.
Shall I tell you who taught you the things you've done, the things you've said?
You're afraid you might be mad.
It wasn't you. That voice, those words…they weren't yours.
Say his name…and it will all be over.
You're wrong! You're insane!
He's dead! Please, he's dead!
He's here, and you must say his name!
Where? Where are you devil?
You're safe. You're free.
🤐 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 (+ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦) 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦.
🕊️ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞
01. gently brushing the other's hair out of their face to tuck behind their ear. 02. wrapping a blanket around their shoulders from behind. 03. brushing tears off of their cheeks. 04. reaching out hesitantly before resting a hand on their back. 05. placing a cup of tea or coffee in front of them. 06. sitting beside them while they are asleep to watch over them. 07. sharing silence with them. 08. pulling them into a tight hug. 09. writing something quietly and passing them the note. 10. fixing a piece of their clothing carefully.
🔥 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
01. staring at them in silence for a long moment before walking away. 02. slamming a door shut without explanation. 03. packing their things up, slowly and deliberately. 04. breathing sharply through their nose and refusing to meet their eyes. 05. cleaning something obsessively in silence.
🥀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
01. running their thumb over the others bottom lip slowly. 02. standing just a little too close, enough to feel each others breath. 03. grazing their knuckles along the other's hip or thigh in passing. 04. undoing the top button of their shirt while holding eye contact. 05. leaning in like they're going to kiss and then pausing shyly. 06. sliding a hand under their chin to tilt their head up.
🤐 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 (+ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦) 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦.
🕊️ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞
01. gently brushing the other's hair out of their face to tuck behind their ear. 02. wrapping a blanket around their shoulders from behind. 03. brushing tears off of their cheeks. 04. reaching out hesitantly before resting a hand on their back. 05. placing a cup of tea or coffee in front of them. 06. sitting beside them while they are asleep to watch over them. 07. sharing silence with them. 08. pulling them into a tight hug. 09. writing something quietly and passing them the note. 10. fixing a piece of their clothing carefully.
🔥 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
01. staring at them in silence for a long moment before walking away. 02. slamming a door shut without explanation. 03. packing their things up, slowly and deliberately. 04. breathing sharply through their nose and refusing to meet their eyes. 05. cleaning something obsessively in silence.
🥀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
01. running their thumb over the others bottom lip slowly. 02. standing just a little too close, enough to feel each others breath. 03. grazing their knuckles along the other's hip or thigh in passing. 04. undoing the top button of their shirt while holding eye contact. 05. leaning in like they're going to kiss and then pausing shyly. 06. sliding a hand under their chin to tilt their head up.
꒷꒦꒷꒦༉‧🕯️‧₊˚.THE DARKNESS SEEMED TO BREATHE . . a collection of HORROR ROLEPLAY SENTENCE STARTERS based on horror films. genre: horror, thriller, mystery, crime.
All I want to do is save the children…not destroy them.
May I ask you a somewhat personal question?
Do you have an imagination?
Truth is very seldom understood by any but imaginative persons.
It's most unfortunate, for I have no room for them…neither mentally nor emotionally.
Does that seem quite heartless?
A rather large, rather lonely place.
They need affection and love…and someone to whom they can belong and who will belong to them.
What does that signify, if I trust you, if you trust me?
Just when I thought I'd got the whole situation settled... [He/She/They] died mysteriously.
Whatever happens, you must handle it alone.
Didn't you hear? Someone is calling your name.
Are you afraid of reptiles?
I've been watching the road, waiting for you.
Oh, we will have fun together, won't we?
I had no idea. I never imagined.
Half the rooms are empty now, locked and empty.
As I was coming through the garden, I heard you call [name].
Promise now that you won't go away.
I was so afraid. But, I didn't have much choice.
What's the good of being popular down here…with only pigeons and me?
[He/She/They] had the devil's own eyes.
There's nobody else. Nobody at all.
I seem to be carried away quite easily.
Big rooms get bigger at night. Do you know that?
I always look in the dark.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Where would the Lord take my soul to?
Wouldn't the Lord just leave me here to walk around?
Isn't that what happens to some people? Just wandering?
Whatever was that?
We must pretend we didn't hear it then we won't imagine things.
Sometimes one can't help…imagining things.
Didn't you say last night that [name] was coming home?
It's a spider…and it's eating a butterfly.
They said, [He/She/They] is an injury to the others.
Are you afraid [he/she/they] will corrupt you?
Oh, I've been longing for these holidays.
Somehow - I don't know - I was afraid it might be different.
It must be a misunderstanding, a mistake.
How did you know I was there?
This is a very old house. Things creak.
What do you think about while you're lying awake?
It's a bit sad though…when people don't have time for you.
Don't be frightened. It was only the wind.
Oh, then you must have seen him. The man who was standing here.
I've been quite alone except for my greedy friends.
It was a man. He was looking at me.
I'm tired. I haven't been sleeping well.
One can never believe, [name]. [He/She/They] invents things, imagines them.
I'm afraid today isn't altogether my day.
A strange place, new responsibilities. Takes a bit of getting used to.
Is there anyone living here that I don't know about?
Oh, if only everything could go on just as it is now.
Too small for you to have secrets?
Secrets require a privacy that our little home did not provide.
You hide, and I'll seek. We can go all over the house, can't we?
Did I frighten you?
Let me go! You're hurting me!
God, you're white as milk. What happened?
I saw him! Don't tell me I didn't, because I did!
He was staring past me into the house as if he were hunting someone...
I know where I've seen him. A picture. There's a picture of him.
A miniature in a cracked glass in the attic. Yes. That.
You see, he's dead. [Name] is dead.
It does, doesn't it? But I can't help it, you know.
I can't leave them alone, not after the other night.
Put it out of your mind. Pretend it was part of a dream.
Do you think I want to believe that? That it was just the darkness, a nightmare?
A man, or something that once was a man…peering in through the window, looking for someone.
It's daylight. And I know I saw him.
You're upsetting yourself over nothing.
Tell me, how did he die?
It doesn't do to speak ill of the dead.
If only you could have heard his scream when he dies...
I was afraid for them. You think I'm imagining it, but I saw it.
Look, they're dead, gone. There's no point in telling tales of what's over and done with.
Over and done with. But is it?
[He/She/They] said that once, when [He/She/They] was on the lake, there was a hand waving on the bottom.
[Name], where did you learn that song?
God, you gave me a heart attack sitting there in the dark!
Today, down by the lake…there in the broad sunlight…I saw the other one.
A woman dressed in black. In the lake.
They are both playing or being made to play some monstrous game.
I've been so frightened. I've felt so alone.
We must try to learn what it is these horrors want.
The answer must lie in the past.
It was more like a sickness…a fever that leaves the body burned out and dry.
There's things I've seen I - I'm ashamed to say.
Rooms…used by daylight… as though they were dark woods.
There was too much whispering in this house.
The innocents deceiving us.
I'm just trying to put it together to understand.
[He/She/They] grieved till there was something crazy in the eyes.
I used to hear foot steps, wandering all over the house, sobbing.
Haven't we worse to fear than a scandal?
What good would it do telling the vicar our secrets?
We can go on no longer without help.
They are not living with us. The ghosts. We have no part in their real life.
There are things that I haven't told you…that I can't bring myself to tell even you.
What do you think they're saying?
They're talking about them. Talking horrors.
So far these monsters have kept their distance. But they intend coming closer..
What should I say, that they have friends who would frighten them out of their lives?
I know, he'll think I'm insane…or that it's some stupid trick to get him to notice me.
How did [he/she/they] die?
Oh, I'm sorry, I-I should never have told you.
I'm left with no choice. There's nothing else to be done.
From now on, we must never let them out of our sight.
They can only reach each other by entering the souls of the children… and possessing them.
They live and know and share this hell.
I think I know how we can save them.
They must be made to admit what is happening and we can cast out those devils forever.
What shall I say when his feet enter softly…leaving the marks of his grave on my floor?
Haven't they taught you? Knock before you enter.
Somebody's walking in the garden.
What were you doing? You saw something?
I'll tell you the real, true reason. But I wonder if you'll understand.
It was a shocking thing to do, wasn't it?
Yes, I-I did hear something.
What are you hiding under your pillow?
Its neck. Someone had broken it.
Poor thing. I'll bury it tomorrow.
I thought someone was watching me.
How did you get here?
I always come here when I want to dance, when I want to be alone..
Where is she? You know you can see her!
She's dead and buried.
I can't see anything! I've never seen anything!
I like it when the fire does that. Don't you?
Now do you believe me? Now that you've seen?
I've known a vile tongue or two in my time but never have I heard such obscenities.
You felt they weren't really dead.
It was like a pendulum… and I could feel it swinging my way.
He wanted to reveal himself and ask for my help.
But to wake a child out of a bad dream, is that a cruelty?
A body can only judge themselves.
Did you send them, or did they take fright and run away?
What am I afraid of, [Name]?
I'm not a mind reader, I've told you that before. But I do sense things.
This house upset [him/her/them].
Why did you want to be alone with me?
What do I know? Or rather, what is it that you want to know?
Don't shout. Don't be so angry.
I'm sometimes stupid and I make mistakes…but I'm not cruel.
Whatever you've done, I'm not against you.
It must be…because I'm different.
I said things. Sometimes I hurt things. Sometimes at night when everything was dark - They screamed.
They said I frightened the others.
When…did you first see and hear of such things?
I made them up. They just came into my head.
Shall I tell you who taught you the things you've done, the things you've said?
You're afraid you might be mad.
It wasn't you. That voice, those words…they weren't yours.
Say his name…and it will all be over.
You're wrong! You're insane!
He's dead! Please, he's dead!
He's here, and you must say his name!
Where? Where are you devil?
You're safe. You're free.
Sparring and Training
Feel free to change pronouns/wordage and switch roles as necessary!
Things said:
"Come on, hit me harder."
"I know you can do better then that!"
"You wanna take a break?"
"Don't stop until you've pinned me, you hear?"
"Quit running away and hit me, coward!!"
"Don't underestimate me."
"I warn you- I don't really play nice."
"If this was a real fight, I'd have broken your arm twice by now."
"Ow!! Lucky shot..."
"Ha, you got me..."
"Ready for round 2?"
"Loser buys drinks/lunch/dinner."
"Where the hell did you learn to fight like that?"
"Come on, one more time, your forms getting better."
Things Done:
[PIN] Sender pins Receiver to the floor, ending a heated sparring session.
[SWAP] Sender and Receiver practice using the other persons signature weapon.
[OBSTACLE] Sender and Receiver run an obstacle course.
[RUN] Sender and Receiver run a few laps around a track.
[SLAM] Sender pins Receiver to the wall, hard.
[SHOT] Sender and Receiver go to a gun range to practice.
[TOSS] Sender throws Receiver during sparring.
[AID] Sender accidentally wounds Receiver during training and grabs the first-aid kit.
[MAGIC] Sender uses their powers during the sparring session to attack Receiver. (if applicable)
[REST] After intense training, Sender and Receiver take a much needed break.
wakes up in a cold sweat. takes a moment. and...
"...why did I dream I was a spinning top...?!"
There's such a fooled heart Beating so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I'll place the moon Within your heart
[ i dont think ill pick up faceclaims, esp irl ones. but if i had to choose one specifically for garnet?
i mean. ]
[ I Will write here tomorrow. Ansmd maybe. Work on an oc blog [
[ i NEED my men. and specifically this man. crying and shaking and freaking the fuck out. maybe bleed a little. by the way ]
the same question for edgar, if i may: if he found someone mortally wounded — and if calling for aid would take too long to save them — would he be willing to perform a mercy kill or would he devise any other strategy?
[ he couldn't bring himself to do it. in battle, in war, in the chaos and with so much adrenalyne and the knowledge that if he doesn't shed blood someone else will, he has no choice. he'll try to only incapacitate his enemies, but he knows sometimes he has to bring out the big guns. specifically casting spells and use his chainsaw or the poison gas.
he couldn't do it in cold blood. he'd try to heal them in any way he can, be it with magic or by force feeding them all the potions in his pockets, but the thought of killing off someone, even if they're at death door already, fills him with dread. it would be one of the rare cases in which his usual collected and rational persona would crash and burn. give him a few seconds and he'd start talking too fast, panicking, call for help -- and at the end, feel a mix of grief and guilt for being unable to do anything other than becoming a blabbering mess.
it would hit him more than he'd like to admit. ]
[ wait i remembered that gogo technically comes from ffv. omg.
dimention hopping bestie ( as in "friends" but also as in "beasts" in italian ) ]
name: Gogo nickname: ...Gogo? gender: your guess is as good as mine. romantic orientation: into people who are into them? sexual orientation: into people who are into them???? preferred pet names: .................Gogo? relationship status: thriving all alone inside a giant monster, apparently. opinion on true love: as real as anything else in the world. opinion on love at first sight: kind of vapid, but they'll reciprocate if you feel the same! how ‘romantic’ are they?: they match their partner's energy. ideal physical traits: yes. ideal personality traits: yeah. unattractive physical traits: the opposite of their partner? unattractive personality traits: the opposite of their partner. do they have a type?: their partner. average relationship length: as long as it's funny, really. past relationships?: plenty. favourite canon ship: . favourite non-canon ship: do you think Gogo and the other soldiers in the Zone Eater's Belly ever explored eachother's bodies?
tagged by: @lovecreature. i couldn't resist. tagging: uhh whoever didnt do it yet............
name: Edgar Roni Figaro nickname: none... if we don't count all the nice pet names given by his past lovers ;) ( <- half joking ) gender: cis male ( he/him ) romantic orientation: bisexual, in a 90-10 in favor of women and fem presenting people sexual orientation: bisexual, more or less balanced preferred pet names: he doesn't have anything specific for himself, but he likes to be a true gentleman for his partners. stuff like "my lady", or "gorgeous", or simply enough "my love". some lucky ones might even be called something dramat like "my desert flower" or something. clearly trying too hard. relationship status: ship depending; always available when not in relationships ;) opinion on true love: it probably exists. despite all his flaws, his father loved his mother even years after she was gone, after all. opinion on love at first sight: real and true. and happens to him once or twice a week, if you ask most of the women in Figaro. how ‘romantic’ are they?: very much so. even i he fumbles SO bad a lot of times, he's indeed a gentleman and anyone who accepts to go on dates with him ends up pleasantly surprised by how attentive and sweet he can be. ideal physical traits: he'd say anything goes, but he has a preference for feminine or androgynous people. huge fan of long hair and people shorter than him. ideal personality traits: kind and timid, but not overly submissive. he likes those who show a bit of determination and that say things as they are, but without being mean. unattractive physical traits: ALL WOMEN ARE QUEENS. but masculine macho men rarely catch his attention. unattractive personality traits: obligatory "not interested in cruel people", be they the typical "peaked in high school" stereotype, those who are rude to the less fortunate or. well. serial killers. lmao do they have a type?: i mean p much what i wrote up here i think??? average relationship length: again, ship depending, i think that any romantic ship i'll write with him will be long and sweet... but for the most part, outside of ships, he's more of an open relationships / friends with benefits kind of guy. he didn't find the right person yet. past relationships?: plenty of occasional meet ups, sometimes more than once, surprisingly most of the time with people he still has a good relationship with. a couple of past relationships in his teenagehood that lasted as long as a couple of 13 years old could make one last. favourite canon ship: Edgar and Terra are canon if you squint hard enough favourite non-canon ship: okay edotina sweep ofc. edgar and setzer are also very interesting, but i see them more of a uhhh. friendly rivalrly with benefit kind of situationship? also edgar/locke/celes/terra is growing on me. i prefer his involvment with locke and celes to be platonic but i think they all have two hands and good chemistry
tagged by: @lovecreature tyyy im going to make another one >:) tagging: uhh whoever didnt do it yet............
[ ill make any womanizer character bisexual btw idc ]