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Totally still remembers all the abuse he suffered at her hands in the Previous Timeline. Totally still harboring a grudge.
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@kavepave
Totally still remembers all the abuse he suffered at her hands in the Previous Timeline. Totally still harboring a grudge.
myvowoflove:
“I’m, I’m not lost.” She absolutely is lost. And being essentially kicked but not kicked by this boy isn’t really helping matters. Like, at all.
“I can find my way back home.” No, Shio cant.
Okay, so maybe giving her a not so gentle nudge with his foot hadn’t been a good way to start things off between them. He was still getting used to the whole being nice to humans thing. Old habits die hard.
“For some reason, I find that kind of hard to believe,” he answered as he crouched in front of her. She was a bit to young to even be out this late on her own. “Get separated from your mum or dad?”
“I mean, obviously. I’d be the best kind of boyfriend material out there.”
@myvowoflove
“Hey, kid, shouldn’t you be home or something?” he just... nudges her with his foot because that’s totally what you do to little kids when you see them out this late at night.
“Are you lost or something?”
rogueofblue:
“Even if I have left the tribe, you shall always be my Chieftain.” She says, offering him a hearty smile in return. She sighs once again, as she shakes her head, and sticks her hands into her pockets. “But very well.”
Her eyes light up when he offers her the chance to eat, as she runs in front of him, and takes both of his hands into hers. “Truly?!” She’s practically jumping up and down on the spot, she hasn’t had the chance to eat all day. “Verily, you are truly so generous and kind, Chieftain Adrama I mean, Adramalech!”
"Someone’s pretty excited to eat,” Adramelech asked, laughing as he watched her reaction to the offer. It was like seeing a dog dancing at the sight of her food bowl getting filled.
“I’ll let you pick, just no where expensive- I’m a student in this world and so I don’t have as much money as you’d think.” Well, even if it wasn’t an expensive place, between the two of them, Adra was sure they could rack up a pretty high bill. He still could eat a lot and he wouldn’t be surprised if Agoth could too.
tagged by : myself cause no one says i cant’ tagging : @keamek @rogueofblue
APHRODITE : laughter-loving , sweet smiles , dressed in silk and satin , flower in their hair , sees the world as a runway , unapologetically sexual , the sea washing their ankles , in love with love , stirrer of passion , cunning concealed by painted lips , secret daggers , doves , revolution in their kiss , delighting in the waves , flirtatious winks , strolling along the beach , staring wistfully from a balcony , this is how to be a heartbreaker , wants to be adored , gets turned on by danger .
APOLLO : glitz and glamour , art galleries , turning the volume up , being made of gold , neatly-organized music sheets , notebooks filled with poetry , bathing in the sunlight , the powerful urge to create , collecting vinyl records , beautiful cover of Wonderwall , playing multiple instruments , tasting like sunshine , healing touch , speaking in prophecies , smile mingled with wrath , shunning lies , sporting shades , hanging out at music festivals with their friends , sleeps naked , arrow to the heart , paint brushes , probably has a Tinder account .
ARES : armed for battle , wants to raise a dog with their significant other , soft spot for children , gives piggyback rides , scarred body , blood on their hands and face , willing to fight the world for the ones they love , fights against injustice , warm hugs, well-worn combat boots , boxing gloves , bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles , fist raised in protest , ignites revolutions , fear is a prison , more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think , exhausted , damaged goods , force to be reckoned with , red roses , curses under their breath .
ARTEMIS : keen sense of a hunter , freckles like constellations on their skin , piercing eyes , disheveled braid , moonlight peeking through the shadows , the calm of the forest at night , lying on the grass and staring at the stars , mother doe and her fawn , protecting their kin , the moon shimmering on a still lake , quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree , running with wolves , bonding while circled around a campfire, not being much of a people person , arrow hitting a target , popping egos , patience on 3% , touches heaven and returns howling .
ATHENA : discerning gaze , unreadable face , quiet museums , owl perched on their finger , armor that intimidates , eye for architecture , plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses , studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid , big fan of logic , loves brain teasers , ancient buildings , sweaters in neutrals and cool colors , hair done up , can kill you with their brain , heads to the library often to research , sharpened pencils , abs that can cut steel , stoic statues , pottery classes .
DEMETER : soil-covered hands , smile that can bloom flowers , skin loved by the sun , being the mom-friend , can lift you and your friends , flowers kept in the pockets of overalls , takes pride in their beautiful garden , speaks to their plants , leaves rustling in the wind , stalks of wheat , picking fruit , greenhouses , heart as strong as a mountain , values simplicity , daisies dotted across a collarbone , curls crowned with flowers , folded pile of sweaters in warm hues , pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air .
DIONYSUS : drunk shitposter , on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second , seductive smirks , untamed curls , rich fabrics on dark skin , sleek-furred panthers , theater masks , stage productions , receiving a standing ovation , rose caught between their teeth , being the baby of the bunch , wild parties that last from sundown to sunup , creeping vines , inspiring loyalty , grand opera houses , masquerade balls , rolls of film , shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor , pouring champagne into flutes , lives for the applause .
HEPHAESTUS : the calloused hands of someone who knows labor , sweaty brow , flame burning in their eyes , inventive mind , broad shoulders , steampunk goggles , nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes , ashes , striking a match , blueprints for future projects , fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades , wrestles with bitterness , work boots have seen better years , wrinkled plaid shirts , iron melted in blazing fire , huge jackets , crafting masterpieces , greased-stained overalls , fascination with robotics, pain is fuel , stack of weaponry , even their muscles have muscles .
HERA : resting bitch face , dressed to the nines , cows grazing on a pasture , cool rain , loving and hating fiercely , hand clutching a string of pearls , large chandelier with glittering crystals , plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims , romance to realism , pictures of the sky while flying on a plane , files that under fuck it , downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix , like their selfie or you’re grounded , knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man , dark eyes that penetrate your soul , marble and gold .
HERMES : devil-may-care smile , always up-to-date on the latest technology , will steal your french fries , does it for the vine , shitposter , puts googly eyes on everything , meme hoarder , long drives on the highway , ma and pop diners , spontaneous road trips , folded maps , fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop, shooting hoops on the basketball court , chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations , goes jogging in the morning , mixes redbull with coffee , menace on april fool’s , hoodies and sneakers .
POSEIDON : storm with skin , colorful coral reefs , waves crashing against the shore , stroking the soft fur of a cat , their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop , tousled locks , clothes smeared with paint , owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more , leather jackets , fondness for diy projects , handwriting that flows across the page , nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin, velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams , mood as ever-changing as the sea , the roar of a motorcycle , compass with a spinning arrow .
ZEUS : thunder in their heart , running on coffee , flash of lightning , natural charisma , eloquence , badass in a nice suit , aficionado of history , force of nature , lenny face , nightmare-filled nights , proud arm around their lover’s waist , high-rise buildings , planes soaring through a cloudless sky , technician on the piano , maintains order , strong handshake , juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease , expensive watch .
incursu:
That sounded fascinating. One downside to being, an either slowly aging, or perhaps…cease-to-aging being, meant watching things shrivel around you. This hadn’t happened yet, but it did frighten her a times. A reason she chose to hold humans at an arms length, they were still people, but ones she might not…have a lot of time with.
“…It’s, not special at all. Believe me. It ah…wasn’t a willing action” she shivers, quickly moving off of that.
“I hope they aren’t like the ones here. I still don’t know too much about them, they seem…to be angry, despair or..bad emotional souls, or some kinda remnant of them. I’m not fully certain…I kill them sometimes, when they’ve taken a corpse”
But the morbid topic went back, to one of, forgetfulness.
“Oh….oops. Adra might be easier, and Inc for me is fine too! It sounds like ink, but it’s spelled with a c. I got told it means something in latin, but, I cannot really be bothered to learn what”
“If you ask humans, the ‘angry, despair’ and ‘bad emotional souls’ kind of describes demons in general. So, maybe my entire race are secretly wraiths, haha,” he was saying that more lighthearted, obviously meant as a joke.
“And afraid I can’t be of much help in telling you what it means in Latin; Latin is a lost cause for me.”
It wasn’t easy adapting to different languages. He had his own native tongue, had to master the languages on Ente Isla during the conquest and then the language he spoke on Earth. If it wasn’t necessary, he wasn’t going to learn another tongue.
“But, Inc? It’s a nice name, feels like a kind of name that wouldn’t be too strange back home,” well, it’d probably be a bit strange of a name, but not so weird that people would give her odd looks.
Animal Familiar Quiz
Grizzly Bear
A Grizzly Bear undeniably represents the power of nature, closeness to the earth, and the heart of a brave, persevering warrior. At times, they can seem calm and stable. However, if one hurts them or their cubs, they will fight with some of the greatest ferocity of any animal on earth. In the same way, you will fight until the very end to protect those close to you. However, despite your toughness, you are actually a very soft-hearted, peaceful individual inside.
A Bear familiar is an excellent companion in battle, will loyally protect their master, and fills them with bravery when they need it the most.
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This familiar represents
-Protection
-Power
-Courage
-Freedom
-Unpredictability
-Ferocity
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keamek:
A small nod is given, as Malacoda raises a hand, causing one of the chairs surrounding the table to move away from it, Malacoda motioning for their comrade to sit down.
“ A̡h, fo̴ŕgiv̴e ̷m̷e͢,͟ ̀my ͜fr͞i͜en͡d. ͝P̷le͏ase,̀ ha̸v͞e̸ ̛a͞ seat̛.” They float closer to him, nodding once more.” The͏se͟ ̀hu͠m͜anś wil̨l s͝oo̕n lear͠n͞ ̛t͏hei̕r̨ ̶pl̶a͞ce,͠ t͡h̛a̸t̛ mu̕ch̢ i̴s̴ cle͏a̸r. His ͟M͠ajes̕t͟y̢'̴s plan̷ c̵a҉n̢n͘ot ̢fa̢il̴.̧ “ If Malacoda had a face they would be smiling, their tone, as difficult as it was to read, seemed to be a joyous one. “ I̸t is̀ good̸ ҉t́o s̶e̡e you͘ ҉a͜live an̸d̴ w͡e҉l͏l,́ I͏ m̛u̧s͟t s͏ay̶. “
“Thank you,” the seat was a bit on the small size for Adramelech-- but most things tended to be on the small size for him and he’d learned not to be bothered by it.
“But, how about we move from the humans, their defeat is imminent after all,” he said, leaning back in the chair and cracking his neck. “Surely there has been some goings during your time apart from the siege? Any places you’ve seen of interest? this will all be our lands once the war is over.” He’d already found a few places in his island that he felt suited his tribe wonderfully.
incursu:
Inc, couldn’t quite assume everything lived so briefly. She had heard, that turtles and tortoises lived for a hundred years. Perhaps that was, more than a flicker for demons. As far as she knew, Wraiths were immortal…Since they were just, twisted, warped souls. Unless they were killed by anything other than age of course, or their vessels decaying.
Something she hadn’t to worry about.
“Fascinating…So some Demons age, do they?” she would have to note that down later, demons seemed so varied…Nothing like the red, horned beings humans wrote about.
“Oh me? Nothing special…” she would’ve left it there but, god, she knew it would’ve driven her mad, if given that response by another.
“I’m, bonded to a wraith’s blood. I’m not human , and I’m not a wraith. I don’t think there’s a name, so….Just call me Inc, short for Incursu” she grins, showing, the only obvious non-human trait. Beyond her incisor teeth, were sharper, double canines, and pointed teeth in place of molars.
A lot of time, patience, and encounters with fellow supernaturals, made her this patient. And open to learning.
“I don’t think I ever got your name either, do you have one I can call you? Or…Maybe even a pretend human name?”
“We age, we just age really, really slowly,” or maybe everyone else just aged way too quickly. One of his friends had been nearly two-thousand was still pretty young after all. Another was so old no one knew his age, yet he barely looked old enough to be an adult. “Consider it a perk.”
And, well, nothing special? “Bound to any part of a wraith sounds pretty special too me,” Adra commented. Besides the clear inhuman aspects made it feel even more special. Or maybe that was just his disdain for regular humans talking.
“I think we had wraiths back home, but they probably aren’t the same kind of ones that you have. I never saw them much, but I think they were part of this necromancers tribe... or maybe they were just summoned by members?”
He never really tried too hard at the time to really understand whether they were members or summons at the time. Maybe he should if he ever returned.
“But, I think I already gave you my name, though it’s first meetings so it’s easy to forget. But, it’s Adramelech, but you can call me Adra if it’s too much of a mouthful.”
rogueofblue:
It was a tragedy, what was happening to their kind, and it pained Agoth that she had fled, instead of staying to try to fight with, and aid her kind. But dwelling on the past was pointless, and would only serve to further kill the mood. She sighs, shaking her head.
“Even after I forsook the war, and abandoned the tribe, you worry after my health? Truly you are a wonderful Chieftain, and beyond that, a good friend, Chieftain Adramelech.” She sighs again, before nodding. “Aye, the two of us do not merely survive, we thrive here. This world has provided us with not only a source of income, but one of magic as well.”
“As you’ve said yourself, you left the tribe and war, there’s no need to call me Chieftain when I’ve no rank over you anymore,” he said, offering her a smile. Right now they were equals.
“But, come, the streets are no place for a conversation. How about we continue to catch up over a bite to eat?” Adramelech had already begun walking as he spoke, looking over his shoulder and motioning for her to follow. “I’ll buy.”
rogueofblue:
She breathes a sigh of relief when he relaxes, and accepts her apology. “Thank you, Chieftain Adramalech.” Even if she had left her tribe to follow a different path, she still felt the need to address her childhood friend with his title.
“Well, it’s a bit of a long story. After the fall of the Demon Army, many of our brothers and sisters in arms, who lacked the ability to open the Gate, decided that their best bet was to use what magic they had to use human form. Before too long a lot of them ended up getting found out. Paranoia started spreading like a disease between the humans. Keali and I decided to get out of there before I got found out, and both of us were executed.”
So that’s how things were back in Ente Isla? Well, it wasn’t any surprise, he had a feeling things would end up like that after the war, only natural the humans would want their kind dead and out of their lands after the demons lost. Didn’t mean it bothered him any less that his kind had to suffer now.
“I’m glad that you and Keali were able to escape when you did,” it was saddening enough to hear that so many of their comrades and friends had died, he didn’t want to think of Agoth being one of the dead. “At least you’re alive. Have you been acclimating to Earth well enough? Not struggling to find shelter and food I hope?” Technically he may not be her leader any more, but he could still show the same concern over her as if he still was.
keamek:
Malacoda floated just above the ground, choosing not to sit, their staff hovering just beside them. They too, had left the front lines to attend their King’s war summit. A meeting called to discuss strategies going forward, and the successes and failures of King Satan’s glorious campaign of conquest. And just as Adramalech missed the front lines, so too, did they.
“A҉̀͠h̷,̡͢ Adr҉̕a͢m̧a͏͘l͏e̶͘͟c̨҉̡h.” Their raspy “voice”, which sounded more like an uncomfortable chorus of voices whispering, rings out. “ It ̵ìś gơod͠ ̶t҉o̧ ̨s̴ee ͟you, ̛my̷ ͜f͘r̕i͜end. ́And҉ ͜the̕ c͜on̡q̵ue̸st ̵g̵oes ͞as ͠onè mi̛g̨ht ̸exp͢e҉ct͘.̛ ͟H̛i̵s Ma҉je̡s͞ty̨’s ͠forc̕e͞ś are ͡nigh ͟u̢nl҉im̀it̢e͡d, and ͠th͡e͟ h̀um͘ans̛ are͞ nót̸. ͞W̢h͝at̵ ̶c͏an ̵ţhe͠y d̵o,̛ b͡ut̡ b̡urn͜? “
“The humans are rather weak, such small and fragile beings,” just touch them wrong and they break. Had anyone in his tribe been like that, they would have been cast out right away.
“But they are annoyingly persistent,” Adramelech added, his voice a low rumble full of disdain for the species. “They should understand that fighting is futile, our victory is already certain. Yet they keep fighting and resisting. At least it gives my men a bit of exercise.”
rogueofblue:
Well then. The initial shock that adorned her face returns in full force, and then some, as she finds herself taking a step back. “A-Ah! Is that truly you, Chieftain Malacoda?! Why have you taken that form?! It is small!”
Immediately, she realizes the offensive nature of her comments, and salutes, placing her fist over her heart, pounding it twice, with her other arm behind her back. “Forgive me, Chieftain Adramalech!”
Despite the constant small remarks and reminders of his tiny stature, Adra breaks into a grin and then a laugh when Agoth salutes and apologizes to him, placing his hands on his hips and shaking his head.
“Relax, no hard feelings,” Because really, how could he stay mad at one of his closest friends? “But, really, I’m surprised to see you here, what are you doing here on Earth? Have you been well?”
Which Greek God/Goddess are you?
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Tagging: @rogueofblue
Your Result: Poseidon
He was god of the Sea and other waters; of earthquakes; and of horses. In pre-Olympian Bronze Age Greece, he was venerated as a chief deity at Pylos and Thebes. Poseidon was protector of seafarers, and of many Hellenic cities and colonies. He is noble and powerful, and is recognized as a figure of leadership.
rogueofblue:
She pauses for a moment, seemingly in shock. …Before she nearly doubles over, and falls over from laughter. She doesn’t believe him, not one bit. The Adramelech she knew stood taller than even her in their natural forms, this… little human couldn’t possibly be him!
“Y-You’re not Adramalech! You’re so tiiiiny!” Another burst of laughter, as she leans over, and slaps her knee with one hand, and holds her stomach with the other.
Well, that was kind of more than a little offending. But he couldn’t blame her, he was small and human now. “I’d show you my halberd if I had it on hand, but Adramelechinus is pretty hard to carry in this form.”
“But, tell me; are you still sticking around that human... whats her name... the one that beat you on the northern continent?” he hoped she hadnt been telling humans everywhere about these things, or he might not be able to get her to believe him.
incursu:
Despite being on earth all her life, it wasn’t until her very early pre-teens that the concept of…cars had been introduced to her. But while anything beyond a very basic phone, computer and television left her, confused. She loved watching how humans used them, the drone items especially…Had been of much wonderment.
“Well, I suppose I don’t understand that too much. The whole world was my home for, quite a while. And I don’t really have a family either, perhaps that’s why the whole…Going my own way thing isn’t too hard?” rational, she thought. Her ‘wraith’ kind were very much savage, evil and cruel creatures, bickering among themselves or scavanging for a temporary vessel.
And of course, she wouldn’t be any part of that.
“Four hundred years old huh? I feel…like a fetus compared to that, I’m only around, uhm….Early twenties” she ponders, as if she didn’t, truly know how old she was.
Not having a birth certificate or, little more to go off of than her physique would contribute to that.
“I’ve been alone most of the time. I liked going in parks, and supermarkets when I was younger. And I like making, bits of small talk with humans. But, it’s kinda hard to make a very good, close human friend, when you can’t tell them everything” she laughs sadly “That and, I have no idea how to make up anything about school, or college. Or even news…I don’t bother, and never went through it”
Did every creature on life have such short life spans? He was starting to think they all did. She was in her twenties and she was as mature as a demon in their hundreds. Or maybe his kind just matured slowly.
“Honestly, four hundreds is probably early twenties or younger for a demon. There’s some differences between sub-species. Maybe.”
“Anyway’s, don’t think I asked but what are you?”
Clearly she wasn’t a demon, but from their conversation so far, he doubted she was human, or a pure human at the very least. He figured it’d be somewhat nice to actually know what the person he was talking with was.
“I mean, you know I’m a demon, but I don’t think I know what you are?”