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someone: yeah i believe in god

roven: do they treat you right

someone: wait

roven: because if they don't

roven: we're going to have a problem here

roven: and by we i mean them

roven: they're going to have a problem

somone: dont fight my god

roven: i'm going to fight your god

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"Well that's just as fascinating as the first 89 times you told me that." i deK

GUARDIANS / accepting.

A FAINT laughter rang from their chest , still bound by iron like most things were with them . when they smiled , there was a peculiarity about it . the light caught on the clear amber surface oddly , reflecting in too perfect a way . the golden colour seemed to spill over , the eye sockets utterly incapable of containing the brilliance lurking around the pupil . roven canted their head , hair shifting & shattering the illusion.

with a hand they created stars , hardlight technology thrumming beneath the pads of their fingertips as they smiled , almost coy & mysterious . they were much too vivid to obscure , too brilliant to be anything less than genuine . the night sky expanded in the space between their hands , twinkling brightly.

         ❛  you know -- with the sun , prima hyadum sings of a failure in study . the meaning changes with every movement / the stars are too alive to be static.   ❜

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✦ BLUR

    ‘ why don’t we save the fightin’ for when it’s necessary? ‘            no doubt crossed her mind that there would be need for conflict soon, however there was a time and place for such antics. lure the enemy into a much more secluded area, make sure no one else gets hurt.      ‘ now, i’m not denyin’ that, love. but just give this a few more moments. remember, time is of the essence! ‘

THERE WAS a moment of consideration before their head bowed in acquiescence . it had been but a few weeks since their RESURGENCE . their blood was boiling with fresh adrenaline , the chemical seething through their veins & pooling within their fists . it was insatiable , this need to meet injustice with swift deliverance . they had been fooled before , but now , their eyes were clear . the fire simmered down , wrapping more tightly against their flesh & they collected their foolhardiness & tossed it away . they needed to focus . to find calm & balance lest the storm take them . they needed to wait / to bide their time & trounce carefully.

          ❛  then i am with you.  ❜

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"Hooked on a Feeling, Blue Swede! That song belongs to me!"

GUARDIANS / accepting.

         ❛  I AM sure there are reams of paperwork & a line of lawyers that say otherwise ,  ❜  roven commented, voice dry & a singular brow arched in fair humour . there was little grace of AMUSEMENT caught in their lashes , but neither was there any genuine annoyance . it was a very patient look , lips slightly twisted & a minor knot knitting between their brows as they tried to make sense of the energetic one before them . there was a flavour of interest in their mind, not yet grown bored with the quick-flutter pace she seemed to travel at . it was different . new . certainly nothing like they had ever experienced before & roven could never turn down a challenge.

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LION’S MAW dripped with contempt, teeth barred & stance measured low . hunter’s grace kept them still & vigilant, amber eyes watching every twitch of every muscles within their vision . their jaw was set with determination , eyes now mere slits with a flutter of adrenaline.  ❛  i am afraid i cannot do that.  ❜ 

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Guardians of the Galaxy Roleplay Sentence Starters

"You'll die! Why are you doing this? Why?"

"Well that's just as fascinating as the first 89 times you told me that."

"Well I tell you what, that's gonna wear real thin, real fast, bud."

" I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you've accepted me despite my blunders. It is good to once again be among friends."

"This dumb tree is also my friend."

"I have lived most of my life surrounded my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friends."

"Aww, what the hell, I don't got that long a lifespan anyway... "

"Well now I'm standing. Happy? We're all standing now. Bunch of jackasses, standing in a circle."

"We've already established that you destroying the ship I'm on is not saving me!"

"That is the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life."

"Finger on throat means death!"

"They got my dick message."

"His people are completely literal. Metaphors go over his head."

"That dude there. I need his prosthetic leg. "

"God knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him. He's useless."

"Well, supposedly, these bald bodies find you attractive, so maybe you could work out some sort of trade."

"That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons."

"You just wanna suck the joy out of everything."

"Who put the sticks up their butts?"

"I am going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy."

"Fine, but I can't promise when all of this is over I'm not going to kill every last one of you jerks."

"See, this is exactly why none of you have any friends!"

"Oh she has no idea. If I had a blacklight, this would look like a Jackson Pollock painting."

"You got issues."

"He thinks I'm some stupid thing! He does!"

" I didn't ask to be torn apart and put back together over and over and turned into some little monster!"

"When I look around, you know what I see? Losers."

"You're an imbecile."

"I can't believe I got taken down by a raccoon."

"Raccoon? What's a raccoon?"

"Ain't no thing like me, except me!"

"We're just like Kevin Bacon."

"I live for the simple things... like how much this is going to hurt!"

"Dance-off, bro. Me and you."

"I like your knife, I'm keeping it."

"Oh, I was just kidding about the leg. I just need these two things."

"He said that he may be an... a-hole. But he's not, and I quote, 100% a dick".

"Well, I don't know if I believe anyone is 100% a dick."

"Let's see if you can laugh after five or six good shots in your freakin' face!"

"Creepy little beast!"

"I don't learn. One of my issues."

"Look at this thing. It thinks it's so cool. It's not cool to ask for help! Walk by yourself, you little gargoyle!"

"Hooked on a Feeling, Blue Swede! That song belongs to me!"

"Hold on a second, you're being serious right now?"

"I can't believe I'm taking orders from a hamster."

"You're a good looking girl. You should try to be more nice to people."

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          ❛  I COULD just fight them ,  ❜  they supplied instead , eyes narrow & intense with the thoughts coalescing within their skull .   ❛  it would solve a lot of problems .  ❜

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taurus + pantone

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         ❛   NO, I do not suppose we have met before . i would remember ,  ❜  whispered a lion who had once roared with pride & presence . their colours were more muted , fur slicked back & passion crystallized by a nostalgic sorrow . charles had warned them / they did not listen & now their entire world was gone . a singular smile that did not glitter across their eyes , melting into skin & receding . a named attempted to spring for their lips & the planar binding dissolved it before they could speak it .

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         ❛    YOU HAVE made quite the name for yourself ,   ❜  sung a flicker-beat melody , coarse & coiling like a tense snake , watching & waiting . a glimmer of silver within amber irises -- smirk sharp. perhaps a fraction too sharp to be amiable & pleasant . there was caution spinning on the heels of her words , but a note of curiosity therein.

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PAGES INCOMING:

- a relationships page detailing further the people & divines that have shaped joan-monique & roven alike. expanded information on the people mentioned in the overview & the people who were not - a combat page outlining rov’s fight style & their capabilities - some lore pages about certain alien races & relations - an extended story, that’s much much longer, but also more detailed 

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lowkey starter / plot call tho

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WHAT COLOR ARE YOU ? » repost , do not reblog !

tagged by: stole it from @aimgore​ tagging: yo

YOU ARE PURPLE ❪ #800080 ❫

your dominant hues are red & blue. you're confident & like showing people new ideas. you play well with others & can be very influential if you want to be.

your saturation level is very high.  you are all about getting things done. the world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, & it keeps you going. you shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right.

your outlook on life can be bright or dark depending on the situation. you are flexible & see things objectively.

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Arthur Dove (American, 1880-1946)

Starry Heavens, 1924. Oil and metallic paint.

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the  starborn  were  creatures  with  golden  blood  gifted  to  them  by  the  stars  .  they  fought  ,  they  raged  ,  they  died  .  this  was  not  meant  to  be  your  destiny  ,  but  quo  fata  vocant  ,  history  is  not  yet  done  with  you  //  independent  fandomless  oc  ,  written  by  eri  (  art  credit  )

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001. MANNER OF SPEECH

Roven has a very formal way of speaking. They are not one to use contractions & when they speak, it tends to be very direct, but flowing in nature. They address people with the proper titles & if there is none, or they do not know, they default to referring to people by their last name if it is given.

With the Synodic, they were expected to be the very picture of proper. In the military, they learned to heavily respect the chain of command. But beyond their experiences, it also puts a distance between them & anyone else. They tend to default to over-politeness in order to distance themselves from any strenuous & emotionally charged ( the kind that doesn’t involve fighting it out, I mean ) situations. 

The more close Roven is with someone, the more lax their speech becomes. The more they talk about more than just objectives or situation reports. The more they talk in general. They curse, too. The only other way to see them break the careful structure of politeness is to see them in battle. Everything polite goes out the window when they’re engaged in combat.