A Cryptic place

For eons I have seen the universe in ways one can not understand, and with it the common mind I once had is shattered. But don't despair little ones, for if I must kill you..I will make it painless. (Oc rp/ask blog for a fandomless oc and acts at times as a multimuse blog. 6+ years roleplaying. 18+ account for times of high violence and some sexual content. Others muses may be used at certain times.mun is 24)

[umbradevore]

@gadventurous

For a moment there was silence, as the stranger seemly stared downward as if deep in thought. The silence only breaking as a sharp turn to the left of the neck could be seen, the sound of bone adjusting into place was made. A claw was placed into a inner pocket before a small bag of peanuts were seen. The items were offered after the man chose to crouch down to appear less threatening.

"hmm, peculiar creature you are. I sense a adventurous feeling in you. Have you come seeking prayer for safe travels? I offer my services to all races, including whatever you are."

[oflostinfound]

A wanderess true to her nature, she finds herself in an unfamiliar place. Unfamiliar forest with shadows that spurred her to keep moving instead of rest and absorb the scenery... but not too fast as to miss the strange structure sinking into the earth, encroached upon by nature trying to reclaim what was her's.

How she loved abandoned buildings, stuff humans left behind... but this one felt different. It wasn't a shape she saw in many abandoned ruins found in nature, and it had more metal than she'd expect too. The structure holding strong in places where wood and stone would normally be eroding away... and there was light coming from inside.

Candlelight.

Fire normally deterred her... but the fact that there was light- a light that needed to be maintained even- grabs her attention and pulls her in.

So she wanders closer, approaching the structure's front entrance and standing but a few feet away to observe the crescent above it.

|| 🔷 ||: A church to the moon? Do humans worship the moon?

She thinks... before pulling her gaze down and forward into the church proper... and walking forward to enter it. Perhaps she should be more careful in case there was a human within... but something pulling at her soul told her not to worry so much.

[umbradevore]

As more of the interior is revealed, more candles could be seen that were lite. Allowing for better sight of what the inside of the strange structure held. There were no windows, but instead were carved murals in the sides of the metal walls.

One depicted a sight of robed figures worshiping the moon. Another showing a sun stabbing the moon, the robed figures replaced by strange skeletal creatures fighting entities in armor. The final mural was at the center of the building, above a large gathering of candles that were only half completed in being lite. Standing there was a entity that appeared tall, appearing 7 feet in height. A metal claw held a stick that had a small flame on the tip, gently lowered to light the candles.

The mural above the candles appeared to be a mass of bones, the robed figures from before raising daggers upward as if swearing allegiance to it.

"A wandering soul? Or perhaps a hidden blessing? Pardon me for not turning around, I was preparing this holy place for visitors. But you are welcome in this sanctuary."

The voice sounded raspy, as if adjusting to letting out air. If one were to take a closer look, the stranger wore a beak mask with tubes attached to both sides. But it wasn't giving oxygen, as if one were to hear closely it sounded like the tubes were constantly forcing air out.

[umbradevore]

@oflostinfound

The world is a strange place in what can linger or be made. A city can house a treasure trove of history, a house a past long forgotten, or in this case a forest having a seemingly abandoned church if one were to find it.

The building itself seemed different, appearing more like it had sunk slightly into the ground as it is shaped like a cube-ish design. Moss covered metal replacing the standard wood used in churches. There was no door, brief candlelight illumination could be seen inside. As if welcoming any seeking entrance. There was no known religious symbols, with merely a crescent placed above the entrance.

[infernal-feminae]

~ 🐾 @umbradevore liked for a starter with Emberlynn!

"Oooh! A plague doctor! You're actually the first one I've seen down here. What do you look like under your mask!? Is the mask your face!? Is that an actual beak????"

[umbradevore]

"Now now, like any good mystery. That would be quite a shame to reveal whats under here, don't you think?" As if to make a point, a clawed digit tapped on the mask, revealing that the material was made of something quite dense and hard from the noise it made.

"Now let me try and guess my own set of questions. We could make a game out of it....new sinner? Recently killed? Though the excitement..." There was a bit of a soft laugh as he could sense a familiar emotion when giving focus to this woman.

"Oh, Oh a sinner and a lover of monsters perhaps? Do tell me how close I got, I've never been one to focus my senses to guess about someone on a surface level."

[umbradevore]

"Monsters, gods, and creatures I couldn't be bothered to classify. It would seem that I've been gone for quite some time. Took a longer rest than what should be allowed. Pity."

[alienkaiju]

It started with the oversized dog growling. Never doing any more than that. But seeing this person before them not even show any signs of delerium started to. Concern them.

Um, okay... Was this guy supernatural or something? The plague mask was an odd fashion choice. Maybe a mage or some sort of fae creature? Hopefully not vampire. After a moment of silence, he spoke.

"...What do you want?"

[umbradevore]

"hmphm" That was all that was made at the noises. There was nothing said for a brief moment when the entity was asked the question from the larger creature. Not till the neck was twisted slightly to allow for a snapping of joints, adjusting to staring up.

"Simply traveling. You could say that I'm stranded, so what I want is bearings on things. So what I want now is to ask one thing...who are you and what are you?"

[umbradevore]

@Kaijubreak

"So this is what its like to look up for a change." Most people would speak in concern at seeing a werewolf for the first time. Lucas however is not one of them. Being part of a death based religion might have helped. As its hard to fear what one worships.

If anything, his tone sounded amused among the expression of appearing bored.

[berryisthmus]

Void pulse: you know on of favorite things to make with strawberry is strawberry cheesecake milkshakes *is drinking a milkshake*

Eternal bloom: though what do you think of square strawberries?

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[umbradevore]

A small fight that said "Fight!" was being waved around by the entity. Seeing the utter rage being displayed only prompted it whispering that said "fight, fight, fight." over and over again.

Was it not a good idea to encourage someone he knew into fighting? most definitely. Would he still keep doing it? Very much so.

[umbradevore]

How much LORE is just jam packed into your muses honestly. Sometimes it overwhelms me with all the information there is, but at the same time I love it and it's very compelling stuff! I could sit here and just let you ramble at me about your muses because they're just that damn interesting.

it means a lot when people enjoy the life I d out into my muses. I will admit I need to one day focus and summarize the major lore bits. As years of having these muses has caused a gradual build up of information. I appreciate that you let me ramble about them ^^

[penguin-memes-blog]

what is ONE THING you like about the way i play my character?

[umbradevore]

XXX For Cybel and Dolor?

Send me XXX and I will share a nsfw headcanon about my muse.

Cybel:

Despite having released his body long ago, the mental cravings for intimacy still linger. Cybel is more of a switch when it comes to sex, though most times prefers someone else take the lead during the intimacy. Craving a need to have someone else in control.

Dolor:

Dolor loves leaving scars on her partners. as she enjoys sinking her teeth or claws into someone when enjoying another's body. While she isn't against bottoming, she is very much a top and enjoys wrapping the chains in her flesh around someone. As Dolor enjoys a bit of bondage with her fun

[umbradevore]

Roberto >> "T-test subject? What is going on here?"

@astrcthesiai

There were bodies strung up like how one collects bugs, various ages, different heights, different genders. but the loss of limbs or the addition of too many limbs caused each one to end up stuck to a wall.

"Isn't it fascinating that when you prod at biology too much, the twitching stops? I suppose its not unlike humans on earth that prod at a frog on a dissection table. Water is a scarce thing, and yet the wrong gland or limb and suddenly your bodies reject it." The one speaking had their back turned to Roberto, starting to stab at a body on a table at pure rage and frustation.

"Your weakness to be changed frustrates me. Your kind is biologically disappointing."

[rpmemes-galore]

Send me XXX and I will share a nsfw headcanon about my muse.

[umbradevore]

@e-m-p-error

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To the untrained eye, one would not notice that one of the shadows seemed to suddenly droop down as if like a large droplet of darkness. The sounds of the movie would drown out the sounds the shadow was making, that being the sounds of bones snapping and flesh twisted and hardening with the joints.

A figure in time would stand about seven feet tall, a hat placed onto the head as two red lenses from the figure's bird mask would reveal any form of reflection. The entity had no reason to stop what was happening, as he simply came to observe the situation and feed off the pain...the misery. If the figure was smiling under the mask, it would no doubt be a grin of enjoyment.

Like a vulture waiting for death to deliver it a meal, they chose to find anything that would be perfect to take a seat. The thoughts of wanting the incubus to die was felt around like a malevolent whisper, claws touching the tips of the digits as the lenses would simply give reflection of the event by staring forward.

[umbradevore]

@rubbcrhose

It had been some time since Dolor had been in hell. Her personal thoughts on it were that there were many things lacking, as none of what she craved could be found. So like any good host, she chose to begin creating the sort of parties she is used to doing.

There was only one snag to the plan, and that was a constant supply of certain items. An advert had been sent out as Dolor needed to speak to those that would show up personally. Several had entered to talk to her, and most were turned away. The building itself that Dolor was in would be rundown in appearance, as bits of rust could be seen on bits of the outside. The one odd thing were the sights of barbed wire coiled around the windows at the front, as if they were like plant vines wrapping around it.

Once inside, the only sign of it being used were red lights that illuminated the hallways. A single door was closed, and opening it revealed a desk with two chairs. Dolor herself sitting in one and another that was meant for those that were to arrive for the interview. Dolor sat unarmored, appearing to those that saw her in leather that seemed close to leech skin. The only thing that could be seen was a single opening in the head area, revealing her mouth.

"Take a seat." Would be all Dolor would say the moment the door would open for whoever was next in line for the interview.

[heroinesjcrney]

@umbradevore liked for a starter with Beelza!

Beelza had a feeling something was...off for about a few minutes. Whoever had just shown up at her party had a rank vibe and it was impossible to ignore. She decided it was just something she would have to deal with herself.

She flew across the room, hoping to get closer to the source of such a bad vibe. The princess didn't have to look for long until she spotted a group of partygoers giving a dark, feminine figure a wide berth near the lounge area.

Gotcha.

"Heyyy! Having a good time?" She greeted, casually landing right in front of Dolor. "'Cause somethin' sure tells me you're not from around here."

[umbradevore]

To simply say that Dolor gave off a rank vibe would be a grand understatement. She had been to many parties and hosted many more, though the kind she hosted were not for the faint or heart...or of those that feared to die in anymore that wasn’t peaceful.

When she arrived to the party, her entire body was covered in leather. The only area not covered was her mouth that showed the sharp teeth. If one got a good enough look, one would find it that something or someone with skin similar to leeches was skinned to make it. Just as the host of the party landed in front of her, she was downing a shot of some alcohol that was served to her.

The greeting was met with a grin, showing that the teeth was sharp enough to tear into meat like a hot knife through butter. As there was no sign that anything other than meat were meant to be eaten with such teeth. The glass was put down when upon Dolor hearing the mention of being being from around here.

“I’m simply visiting. I enjoy parties, and I must say that the company look truly appetizing for the kind of needs I have when I start to party.” There was a morbid chuckle as certain thoughts swam in her mind. A bow made to show some respect. “The party is fine. You host quite the gathering.”