Now You See Me..

"Why the hell did we have to be here again? I'm starting to think that MAMA has gone senile."

[silxntscreamer]

There are times where I wonder where I would be if I wasn’t here… And it’s a pretty scary thought to dwell in. 

Do I love my work? Of course. This is what I’ve been working for, isn’t it?

Do I love what comes with it? I — I don’t…I don’t know… 

Call it one of those obligatory ads to get people to talk to you.

But hello, I’m Luhan of EXO-M [`bows] Nice to meet you.

No, I don’t have food. But if you have some I will gladly accept it.

I’m slightly an asshole when I don’t get my sleep. Apologies in advance.

Come to me or I’ll come to you, it can work either way. 

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Wish Upon a Planet | Wishxfany x Vanishingjongin

Stepping into the Wishing Tree Tea House, Kai knew that something was not right. It didn't take a monk or an elder to figure out that this place was much different than the other sites of the town, perhaps even the entire planet. This place felt much like... 

Home.

It possessed a level of energy that he was comfortable with, the air even felt different within the small tea house. It was, for once, a place where Kai didn't feel the need to be Kim Jongin, regular Earth boy who didn't knew nothing of life in other dimensions, let alone that of EXO planet. 

He looked around the facility with big, curious eyes, but never touched a thing -- he was too afraid to. Instead, he moved to where he sees a woman, average in height and no different than any other female that he'd run across in town. "She must work here, we're the only two right now..." He thinks. 

"Um...Excuse me, do you happen to be the one that owns this place...?"

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"…and billionaire playgirl Vanessa Wayne was spotted on the red carpet for the first time in a few months. She’s attending the charity gala tonight to save one of Seoul’s oldest neighborhoods. Miss Wayne has filed numerous motions to have it declared a historical district, but police say its a hot spot for criminal elements who use the condemned buildings for illegal activity. Reports say they also take advantage of the numerous homeless people seeking shelter, and that the shelters set up by Wayne Enterprises are turning into nothing more than havens for such activity. Miss Wayne strongly denies these allegations." 

The channel changes.

"Seoul’s Chief of Police took time to address media outlets today in a continuing campaign against the masked vigilante known as Black Bat. There is some controversy associated with these continued attacks, especially given some of the more violent criminals that have been taken off the streets and put into police custody. Polls show citizens are torn on the issue. Some are calling her crazy. Others are heralding her as a necessary force for good. Whatever the case, the police maintain she’s breaking the law. I, for one, will sleep feeling a little safer tonight."

Vanessa Wayne. Black Bat. DC!AU. Mature themes and content. Read.

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Unearthly Kindness | Hyunzx &VanishingJongin

"Well that was stupid as fuck of me..."

Kai was never one to normally...mess up when it came to his power. The details of how travelers, teleporters, were supposed to use their gift was simple enough: envision a location in its most vivid detail. 

One step.One step that was clearly one of the hardest things to accomplish.

For one who never always had the most vivid imagination, Kai struggled during his earlier years; he'd try with all his might to move to another location, only to end up right back in the same exact spot he was in. 

Years passed and of course he became talented in this lonely field of work, but tonight he managed to do something quite different from his past mistakes. Perhaps it was because he was drunk, the reason for why it happened didn't matter. All he knew was that the bright lights that invaded the pitch-black atmosphere came from a car, one of which was too close for him to dodge before it 'tapped' him. He fell back on his heels and before he realized, he was yelling from the sudden pain of the impact. 

"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT --" 

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PSA; concerning greetings and starters

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I don’t tend to do greeters unless I really feel like it. So if you want a thread with me the best way to get it done is to either;

Jump in on my meme responses and make those a thread, no need for us to have had a thread before the meme, memes are awesome icebreakers.

Jump one of my open threads.

Invade my askbox both ic and ooc

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             ▪ ▪ ▪ i've got the midas touch, baby. ❞

"the name’s jackson," he says simply and extends a leather clad hand towards the figure in front of him, a charming smile tugging at his lips. "you could always call me midas, if you’d like to." his tone is light—it’s obvious he’s joking, but his intense two-toned stare remains locked, unwavering and focused directly on the person he’s talking to. it’s easy to note that he’s not normal, at least from a genetic standpoint—his hair is naturally blond which in itself is unusual, but it’s that left eye of his, the eye that glitters like fine gold. he notices the way he’s being looked at and he can’t help chuckling, gesturing towards his eyes with a gloved hand. "it’s this, isn’t it? genetics, eh? what funny things."

genetics, right.

"it takes thousands of years for evolution to happen and yet abnormalities like my eye appear in one generation," the way he refers to his ‘heterochromia’ makes it sound like that’s his only genetic mutation, but he knows it’s not. "anyway—i was wondering if you’ve seen this woman?" his brows arch curiously as he holds a picture out and nothing particularly stands out about her, she’s not vastly different from the average korean citizen, to the untrained eye at least. "you haven’t? alright, thanks anyway. could you help me spread the word around? her family misses her terribly." he shakes his head solemnly, the lie almost undetectable in his tone, his mannerisms and his facial features; he’s gotten good at lying over the years. he’s had to.

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[crimsonlynn-blog]

"The Devil’s voice is sweet to hear" - Stephen King.

"Your new employee… she’s a rather odd one, isn’t she, Mrs. Hwang?" The middle aged woman pondered upon the question for what seemed like a small eternity. She liked Meilin - and even more so, Meilin’s daughter, as well as the mother’s willingness to do little chores for her in return for her caring for Ruolan, once her work hours were over. She appreciated her motherly love. But there was no denying that she was, indeed, quite the odd one.

"She’s Chinese." The woman finally stated, as if it would have provided an explanation of sorts. “But she’s a good girl. She works hard, she takes good care of her child. A good girl indeed. Yao-ssi, come here and introduce yourself to our client!” Mrs. Hwang demanded, only to have Meilin scurry into the room immediately, hands fixing the pleats of her maid uniform.

"Welcome home, master…" She started, on her cheerful tone, dedicated exclusively to clients attending the cafe. She made a 90 degrees bow, before motioning for the man to follow her towards one of the tables, patiently waiting for him to sit down. "I am Meilin, and I will be your maid for the day. How may I serve you?"

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Starters are owed to the following individuals:

CRIMSONLYNN 

MONSTER-HYOJUNG 

TXKAINO 

FLEURDUREVES 

WISHXFANY 

HYUNZX 

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bonzxing: 

The smile fades for the smallest of moments as he listens to the other.There was truth in his words, he’d be dumb to say there wasn’t but it didn’t mean that he was willing to acknowledge it.”Yes, I know but we must celebrate now that we are alive.”

"I suppose," Kai gives a single shrug of his right shoulder, unaffected by the slight change of mood. "How should we celebrate? I could take us to a different location for lunch. I heard that Paris is a beautiful city." 

[kyungsoo-denuo]

For no reason other than to satisfy the grueling boredom looming over his shoulders, the boy stares down at a relatively empty sidewalk from five stories up, elbows resting atop the edge of the rooftop barrier. Drumming his fingers lightly, he waits for a stranger to come in sight, eyes lighting up when one finally does, and pulls out a balloon filled with gelatin he’s been carrying for hours. Now that he can actually use it, Kyungsoo quietly waits for the unassuming stranger to approach, then drops the balloon with a boyish snicker, waiting for that lovely combination of snapping rubber and splashing gelatin.

[vanishingjongin]

Walking was a chore. 

It had always been for Kai, mainly due to the fact that he grew used to disappearing and reappearing in an instant. The mode of travel was fast, effective, and damn well good enough to make him just a little lazy when it came to the natural method of transit. 

But his time on the earth proved that he had to keep his powers hidden; he avoided stares, questions, and the occasional run-in with a police officer if he just used his two legs. 

Perhaps today was the best day to take chances, because when he took the 'traditional' route, it got him hit with something... something gross. It was sticky, and it smelled like overly ripened fruit that had been drowned in a lot more sugar than needed. The sweetness made him feel sick. He stopped and rubbed his eyes clean of the goo, then looked up in hopes of finding the source of this mess. On the roof, there is someone -- he can't see his face, but somewhere in his mind he knew that the being was a tyrant. 

Might as well take my chances.

Kai is on the rooftop immediately, one hand snatching the boy by his shirt and nearly holding him against the ledge. "You think that was funny?" He spits out in anger, his free hand forming a fist. "There are billions of people on this planet. One won't be missed."

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"Fuck it all. If we’re here I might as well make the best of it."

Dark eyes shift between moving objects, all of which seemed to blur together in dulled colors; cars honking, people young and old making their way around the city. Here he was, in the middle of it all as if he was any ordinary person. How would he, a being from another planet, be able to live in the world of humans? At least he has his brother, the Healer, to keep him grounded.

And yet he wonders: just where are the others?

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[vanishingjongin]

It's not often that he smiles anymore, the shift of planets had taken more out of him than he would have liked to admit and yet, he smiles when he catches sight of the familiar figure. Comfort comes in knowing that there was at least one other, one that might not be dead. "Teleporter." He's not sure when the nickname had come to play but it made sense and he wasn't going to question it now. "We are one day closer to going home, we should celebrate!" His smile is genuine, though it does falter.

The words sound bitter coming from the older ‘brother,’ though he knows that the other meant just the opposite. It is, after all, the healer’s job not only to heal the physical ailments of others, but maintain the emotional balance of the twelve guardians. Lay had the ability to feign optimism when no one else could -- Kai, on the other hand, was not willing to do the same. 

“One day,” The corners of his lips are turned down into a grimace, and his tone is kept flat. “One day out of what might be thousands, Healer.” Of course they both were aware of this reality, but Kai takes the liberty upon himself to remind Lay of it once more. “Celebration would be wonderful, had we found the others. They have to be here, somewhere… Maybe our little party should be reserved until then.”