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It shall be done.
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Eh, I’m back.
I wanna die.
💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“I have no ideal date. I prefer to catch up with my lover and spend time with him as much as I can, as our lives are busy.” She murmured, tiptoeing her fingertips along Aiden’s arm while he slept, “I enjoy moments like these more than any date.”
[ Thank you! @synaeri and @warlordofruination for mentions. ]
Gift for Her Love
A gift for her love was far more difficult. She already spoiled the grumpy man rotten as often as she could afford to. So what would be a good way to end the year with a gift?
It took much contemplation, before finally, she left a mess of gifts beneath the tree.
Of course, she had purchased and commissioned clothes for him to wear, and bought him new boots for his work, but she had also set out a large meal for him to wake up to in the morning, along with a larger box sitting beside the meal.
Keep reading
SI:7 Employs Criminals
[ tw: rapist, infant murder mention ]
Here we are again, putting a stop to corrupt people and companies alike.
This time it is a few people within a group that calls themselves ‘Phantoms.’ They own a gun shop located in front of the Pig and Whistle.
Before you think this is a paid advertisement, keep reading.
The shop is ran by a woman known as ‘Red’ and she is engaged to the man who runs the group altogether, named Eagle.
Now, the rest may or may not shock you.
Eagle is a rapist. He has raped many women, including a dear friend of mine. Another member, a Lord Maekur Longhammer, is a murderer (INFANT MURDERER). My source is unsure if he has also raped women, but it is safe to bet that he has considering his leader. Another member, Lector, is a murderer, as well. These men do nothing but fling sexist comments at women from their shop, apparently.
My source also states that these people WORK FOR SI:7???
Horrible! How does this happen!!
My source is an ex-member of this group, so I trust their word completely.They also state that many Houses are in league with this group, for whatever reason. One in particular, House Holt.
Originally I was not going to report such, since I just did a story about them, but I had a change of heart. Later in the day I had the pleasure of meeting Cedrick Holt. During our conversation he mentioned Eagle’s name as if he knew him personally, so I have no choice but to report the truth.
The plot thickens, the extents of the Holt’s criminal activity grows.
Do not worry, readers. If the people who are supposedly charged with upholding the law won’t go after these goons, yours truly will scramble their eggs herself!
- Miss B.
[ @householt @cedrickholtstories ]
Sonya stared at the article in disbelief. Did this have to do with who she thought it did? She immediately cringed and began to rethink her own decisions on sharing with lovers. If he got outed… was she next? She tossed the paper aside and reached for her communicator.
@warlordofruination
Aiden reclined back in his armchair as he stared down to the article, lips spread into a firm line as he examined each statement with a blank stoicness. “This is th’ type of shit tha’ keeps assassins in their line o’ work. Gossip will be th’ death of me.” He said with a long sigh as he balled up the article and chucked it into the fireplace.
“I’m gettin’ too old for this shit.”
[[ @sonyahade ]]
Emilia’s eyes remained fixated on the flame as she placed herself in Aiden’s lap, nestling her head against the crook of his neck. “Do you think people really will believe this Breakfast woman? Really, who would trust anyone with a silly name like that?” She expelled a soft sigh and fiddled with buttons on his vest.
“Are you going to return to them?” She murmured in minor worry.
[ @warlordofruination ]
He remained silent, lips straightening as he pondered her words. “Nah. I have more than enough to worry about right now, especially with th’ little one on the way.” His words spoken softly before he leaned up to press a loving kiss to her cheek.
“Besides, someone has to start getting to work on that crib so I’m going to go chop some wood tomorrow morning.” He leaned back in his chair, cradling Emilia close to his form before shifting his gaze towards the small table where his Phantom ring rested, nestled beautiful within a jeweled box. He reached out behind her and slammed it shut.
@emilia-duskfeather
SI:7 Employs Criminals
[ tw: rapist, infant murder mention ]
Here we are again, putting a stop to corrupt people and companies alike.
This time it is a few people within a group that calls themselves ‘Phantoms.’ They own a gun shop located in front of the Pig and Whistle.
Before you think this is a paid advertisement, keep reading.
The shop is ran by a woman known as ‘Red’ and she is engaged to the man who runs the group altogether, named Eagle.
Now, the rest may or may not shock you.
Eagle is a rapist. He has raped many women, including a dear friend of mine. Another member, a Lord Maekur Longhammer, is a murderer (INFANT MURDERER). My source is unsure if he has also raped women, but it is safe to bet that he has considering his leader. Another member, Lector, is a murderer, as well. These men do nothing but fling sexist comments at women from their shop, apparently.
My source also states that these people WORK FOR SI:7???
Horrible! How does this happen!!
My source is an ex-member of this group, so I trust their word completely.They also state that many Houses are in league with this group, for whatever reason. One in particular, House Holt.
Originally I was not going to report such, since I just did a story about them, but I had a change of heart. Later in the day I had the pleasure of meeting Cedrick Holt. During our conversation he mentioned Eagle’s name as if he knew him personally, so I have no choice but to report the truth.
The plot thickens, the extents of the Holt’s criminal activity grows.
Do not worry, readers. If the people who are supposedly charged with upholding the law won’t go after these goons, yours truly will scramble their eggs herself!
- Miss B.
[ @householt @cedrickholtstories ]
Sonya stared at the article in disbelief. Did this have to do with who she thought it did? She immediately cringed and began to rethink her own decisions on sharing with lovers. If he got outed… was she next? She tossed the paper aside and reached for her communicator.
@warlordofruination
Aiden reclined back in his armchair as he stared down to the article, lips spread into a firm line as he examined each statement with a blank stoicness. “This is th’ type of shit tha’ keeps assassins in their line o’ work. Gossip will be th’ death of me.” He said with a long sigh as he balled up the article and chucked it into the fireplace.
“I’m gettin’ too old for this shit.”
[[ @sonyahade ]]
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The Witch’s Pestle
A new apothecary has opened in Cutthroat Alley behind the Shady Lady tavern in the Dwarven District. Necrotica invites the community to stop by for all your herbal remedies and reagent needs. From swiftthistle to arcane dust. Health potions to crippling poisons. We’re here to craft the finest concoctions to suite your needs and help locate those hard to get components for your own personal alchemical works!
Store proprietors Emilia “Nyx” Duskfeather ( @emilia-duskfeather ) & Breia Prescott ( @prescottslab ) can be reached for interested alchemists and herbalists seeking employment.
Credits to the wonderful @gggreasygrimeygopherguts for making our logo!
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Ask Box Questions
So that TMI Tuesday can be TMI Everyday!
Physical
What physical part of themselves do they find sexiest?
What physical part of themselves do they find least sexy?
What physical part of themselves would they change if they could?
Do they look like parents or siblings?
Tell us about their hair. Color, texture, length, style, things they like or dislike about their hair.
Tell us about their eyes. Color, shape, eyelashes. Wide, half-closed, narrowed?
Describe the shape of their body.
Describe their physical fitness. Do they exercise? What kind?
Do they have scars? Pick one and tell the story of how they got it.
Do they have tattoos or piercings? Describe ( or share an image ) and tell us what inspired the body modifications.
Mental
How were they as a student? Favorite / Least favorite subject?
Do they like to read? If so, what?
Did / do they study better with a partner or solo?
What topics do they find themselves thinking about often?
Are they witty and quick with come-backs when insulted or provoked?
How perceptive are they of their surroundings?
As thinkers, are they logical, or outside-the-box?
What things do they want to learn about and just haven’t had the opportunity?
Have they ever learned information they wished they could forget?
How do they feel and respond when socializing with someone of far lower or far higher intellect?
Emotional
Tell us about an emotional experience they’ve had, and the circumstances involved. Anger? Happiness? Sorrow? Guilt? Despair? Boredom? Pride? ( Asker picks! )
Do they suffer from any emotional issues like depression or anxiety?
Have they ever been in love?
What does ‘love’ mean to them?
How are they at expressing emotions to others? Do they wear their heart on their sleeve, or try to hide their emotions?
When was the last time they cried? Why?
When was the last time they laughed? Why?
Have they ever had their heart broken? What happened?
Other People ( because people love being tagged )
Who do they love? Romantic or platonic.
Who do they hate?
What was their worst encounter with another person?
What was their best encounter with another person?
Is there anyone that they miss?
How do they get along with their family?
Is there anyone they would pick a fight with?
What sorts of people draw them?
What sorts of people repel them?
What’s the strangest or most random conversation they’ve had?
Who has had the greatest impact on their life at the moment?
Who had the greatest impact when they were young?
Is there anyone they would really like to meet? Or their player wants them to meet?
Who would they consider to be their closest friend?
Naughty Bits
Anyone they lust after?
Favorite locations for an intimate encounter?
How would they seduce someone?
Worst sexual experience?
Best sexual experience?
In their opinion ( or experience ), what’s the worst thing to say after sex?
Any kinks or fetishes they incorporate into sexual encounters?
Any kinks or fetishes they’re ashamed of?
Polyamory or monogamy?
Favorite position?
Dig Deeper..
What do they want out of life that they are certain they’ll never have?
Any recurring dreams?
What’s the strangest dream they’ve ever had?
How do they feel about the concepts of good and evil?
What question do they yearn to find an answer to?
What situations present them with a conundrum?
What sort of moral code do they follow?
What circumstances would make them break their moral code?
How do they feel about honor?
Is there anything they’ve had to do, and still regret?
Where do they want to be in five years?
How do they react to the death of a loved one?
Describe an event that changed a long-held view.
Tell me what OC.
Pls send
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Birthed by the Darkness
“How much longer must we wait here?”
A rush of wind brushed through the long ebony locks of the man that stood in the plains, among a field of crimson roses that surrounded him as far as the eyes could see. He was dressed in the full regalia fitting of an SI:7 operative, armed with weapons and protected with thick armor plates that shelled his black reinforced leathers.
“... Until the light fades, Aiden. Have you forgotten so quickly? This is how we must end.” Soft words were chimed in by a much older gentleman, who adorned himself in similar armor and stared in the same direction, seemingly awaiting something to come for them. His hair was silver and grey, aged with wisdom and stress that flowed down to his lower back. Wrinkles and laugh lines blessed his facial features, giving age to a normally handsome man.
“I’m afraid to go. There is so much undone.” Aiden admitted, a hint of sorrow washing over his features as his eyes lowered. “We’ve been cheated... and we deserve so much better. How will we find peace?” The elder man peered towards him, pursing his lips together in thought. A wave of silence rushed over them before he finally spoke. “As much as we ignore it, we are merely sinners in the eyes of the furious light. This is exactly what we deserve, young agent. You will find peace soon enough.”
Suddenly, the sounds of firearms being discharged filled their ears, an echo from beyond the plane they were in. Aiden peered around, alert and eyes widened. “What is that? What is happening!?” The older man forced a chuckle, eyes moving up into the cloudy sky that began to loom overhead. “Our saviors have come - but I already feel my world going dark.” Aiden darted his sights to the older man. “What?! They’re here! We can finally leave this place and go on with our lives! Isn’t tha’ what you wanted?” The older man drew in an inhale, peering away from his comrade in shame, attempting to collect a tornado of welling thoughts. Suddenly, the arms of the younger operative lunged forward to grip him by the shoulders, shaking him violently. “I won’t let you do this to yourself! You’ve got a future ahead of you, old man! Won’t you see rea -...”
“I’ve no future in this world, Aiden! I’ve seen all I’ve wished to see and I wish to see no more! I’ve found my peace and now I wish to move on to where -my- family is!” The field of crimson roses began to wilt and die upon his words, forming a sea of grey death around them as the skies darkened. His voice lowered as he leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Aiden’s skull. “You have a unit to lead - and bright futures to make. Go... before it’s too late!” The young mans eyes widened as he was shoved away, losing his footing as he fell downward into the bed of thorny roses. He caught the final glimpse of his comrade as he fell, before the ceiling of dead flowers darkened his world.
“Thank you, Dawson.”
Aiden fell into a world of black and his eyes finally closed. The sounds of gunfire and chaos grew louder and louder and a lingering pain that surrounded his body grew more potent. His eyes finally opened, groggy and fogged, and he was amidst the middle of a small war, contained in the forsaken dungeon he was captured in just days prior. A forsaken scientist attempted to cast a fel-charged bolt but was quickly decapitated by a ravenous mastiff, while a group of other hounds quickly joined the fray. His fogged vision and pained chest didn’t help him understand what was happening, but his eyes lowered upon the body of a man beside him, the same old man that he just spoke to in his dream - broken and lifeless.
The forsaken scientists quickly fled, chased out by the rampaging hounds that were under the control of their master - an auburn haired man with a big grin on his face. A raven haired woman charged forward to one of the ghouls, quickly beheading it with a skilled swipe and sending the skull flying high into the air. She turned and faced Aiden, who was on the ground, trembling from pain and hunger as he forced out labored, horrified breaths.
She walked up to him so confidently, determination in her steps before she knelt down and offered him a hand. “Agent Dawson? We found you. My name is Agent Hade, and we’re here to get you out of this hellhole.” His eyes widened as his gaze met her own, for he had finally seen the face of hope - amidst a world of despair that he would never forget. [Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUZeSYsU0Uk ]
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