Privative

pri·va·tive ˈprivədiv/ adjective 1. (of an action or state) marked by the absence, removal, or loss of some quality or attribute that is normally present. noun 1. a privative attribute, quality, or proposition. Sprung from nothingness and up to nothing good. Fandomless Ask/RP blog. Sideblog to BookishMousquetaire

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○ Aaaah, nothing in the world like a show.

○ Continuing to post popcorn gifs would become tiresome quickly, I am afraid.

○ But rest assured, I'm having a grand old time watching this mess unfold.

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Gutted

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haventgottheguts:

Said inhabitant pauses in his tracks, freezing where he’s stood.

His patrol had been fairly quiet so far, nothing notable worth dealing with as of yet, aside from some animal he’d had to free from some careless human’s trap. Assholes. Jacob had actually been on his way home, yet instead, he stops just outside his cabin, hand resting on the door.

“…”

something felt off. The disturbance hadn’t been some sight or sound though- just a feeling, as if being watched from far away. Eyes that burn.

He stares at the handle of the door, daring whatever it had been to make a sound or some other sign, but after several painfully long moments of no reply, he shakes off his nerves and unlocks the door, stepping out of the cold and into his darkened home.

Perhaps it had just been paranoia after all…his nerves getting the better of him. Eugh.

“Probably jus’ need some rest…”

[ Ah, there it is. And a twitchy one, too! Delightful. They could have some fun here. Typically they’d want to play the long game, but it had been such a long time... ]

[ The mist slips inside the open door, bringing with it a gust that slams the door shut just as Jacob has stepped through. Priv cackles silently to themself and darts into the shadows. ]

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Gutted

[ Ah, to be free again. No more limited senses, no more disgusting human bodies. Privative stretches, allowing their consciousness to spread comfortably across realms. They had gone on a bit of a joyride immediately after being freed from their curse, but this is the first chance they’ve taken to really relax. ]

[ Their attention drifts, vaguely checking on areas they’d held in an interest in. Some drama here, some developments there... nothing disastrous seems to have happened during their downtime. Almost disappointing, really. ]

○ Mmmnnn....

[ They spread further, drifting into an almost sleep-like state... until something catches their attention. A flicker, like a little ember burning in a pocket of the universe they had not particularly bothered with before. Interesting. ]

[ A small black mist oozes into existence in the shadow of a shack, surrounded by trees. No sense in manifesting fully quite yet, the shack and trees weren’t really much of an audience to do so for. Privative extends their senses across the area, searching for the inhabitant... ]

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[ Privative was dropped on their ass in the middle of the last universe they visited - which happens to the the Void of Gaster Fame. The vast majority of the senses they were familiar with using are gone, replaced with the paltry spectrum of hearing, smell, taste, and touch. Despite their earlier outburst they are not yet aware that they’re missing out on a piece of the human sensory experience... they’ve never bothered to familiarize themself with such. ]

[ After considerable struggle they have managed to get speech-to-text and text-to-speech functional on their phone and communicate with others to some extent. Speaking with a mouth is still difficult and their words are often misinterpreted by the system. ]

[ Currently they are sprawled on the “ground”, asleep. ]

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○  I’M BLINFD

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m!a human: Priv is now a human for a duration of the mun's choosing,

[ This has been sitting here for quite some time, and strictly speaking our dear Privative should be immune to this sort of thing.

But there are an awful lot of humans around right now, aren’t there.

And Priv has certainly been an ass recently... ]

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○  mmmmm

○  Are things picking up around here, then?

○  It has been quiet for a while, after all.

○ Of course, I’ve been keeping myself entertained...

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○ Watching Stranger Things for like the fifteenth time. You folks can join in I guess. 

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○ Heh. Now that’s good television. Go get him, kid.

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○ Hmm.... I think I can see something approaching.

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I guess prophet's ship or, whatever. I don't know if portals is an option.

* Hmm, alright then. I’ll try to make the coordinates not too far off. I’ll send em to the kid.

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When do you want us over?

○ ...Ah,

○ whenever is good with me lmao, I’m set up.

○  You guys are probably gonna need some coordinates, right? How are you getting here anyways...

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○ mmmmmmyaaaaaawn...

○ I may have gone a little overboard, there...

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Rabbit | More than just video chat. Share Your World.

Video chat with up to 25 friends, with no download or installation. Watch movies together, listen to music, work on projects...and it's free!

○ Streaming Shokugeki no Soma while I do some... interior decorating. It’s a weirdass anime where people really like their food... think a shonen version of Iron Chef. 

((IC/OoC stream, OoC in brackets! Not face-to-face unless otherwise specified As a warning, this show can get a little racy at times but is not explicit.))