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❝ Are we clear? ❞ ❝ Come back again and you won’t be able to even come here ever. ❞ ❝ Do as I say. ❞ ❝ Don’t even think about it. ❞ ❝ Don’t move or the person dies. ❞ ❝ Don’t touch me ever again. ❞ ❝ Don’t you dare! ❞ ❝ Touch them and I’ll kill you. ❞ ❝ If you don’t have what I asked for before the deadline, you can kiss your loved one/s goodbye. ❞ ❝ If you don’t step down from your position, I’m taking drastic measures to make it happen. ❞ ❝ Shut up and answer what I request. ❞ ❝ Shut up, and hand it to me. ❞ ❝ I just need it and I’ll be off. ❞ ❝ This’ll hurt less if you don’t move. ❞ ❝ Shut up or I’ll make you shut up. ❞ ❝ Your life is on the line here. ❞ ❝ If you do that, I’ll shoot. ❞ ❝ Watch it! ❞ ❝ What’s your problem? ❞ ❝ If someone isn’t careful… ❞
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[ So let me roam where no one knows me or speaks my name. Burn the road before me and dare me to find my way. ]
Days Gone Deacon St. John [ 4 / ??? ]
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Alexandria 🕊️
My piece for the @ffladieszine 🤍
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Thinking about using Charlie Hunnam as Deacon St. John’s FC. Biggest difference would be hair/facial hair color, since Deacon had black hair, but man, it’s tempting. Haven’t found anyone else just yet that feels right and I haven’t even watched Sons of Anarchy, but I’ve seen clips. I really want to try watching it and I want to write as Deacon ugh.
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#Also working on FCs for Ellie and Elena and others#I already want to replay Days Gone -cries-#I’ve been playing Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora#having a cup of coffee (ooc)#days gone rp
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"Yeah, yeah, alright, I got it." The half demon waved his hand. "I ain't shakin' your hand though, so you can forget that." Did he trust Bankotsu was going to actually keep to this truce? Not really. Not at all, actually, but... he'd keep an eye on him. And he'd spread the word so his allies did the same. After all, InuYasha was protector of these lands, him and his comrades, so if anything happened, they'd hear about it. But... people could change. Kagome taught him that. Though he wasn't so sure about someone like Bankotsu who got off on killing and bloodshed, but for the moment, he'd give him the benefit of the doubt. Especially because he seemed grateful that Naraku was dead. "Tch, yeah, was only a matter of time 'til he couldn't run away, anymore. That's all the bastard ever did. Ran and hid, letting his damned reincarnations always do the work." Those and whoever he manipulated or trapped into helping him. Bankotsu and his comrades, included, but they weren't exactly innocent.
Though, as to who could've brought him back this time, InuYasha had no clue. "You mean aside from all the usual, weak demons all over the place?" He shook his head. "No. But... maybe, whoever the hell it is, is just waitin' to make their appearance. Maybe they're hidin', like Naraku did." Resurrecting Bankotsu could be part of some bigger plan, but there hadn't been any major incidents aside from village attacks here and there. But he was right. Whoever resurrected them, did it without the jewel and that definitely meant they were powerful as hell. The power to bring someone back to life? InuYasha growled to himself, feeling a little on edge. More so for his family rather than himself.
His village, huh? Actually, that wasn't a bad idea... "If you think I'm lettin' you go there alone, you're dead wrong, Bankotsu. Checkin' your village is probably as good a place as any to look into whatever the hell is goin' on, so I'm comin' too." He smirked, leaving no room for argument. "So lead the way, will ya?" It wasn't just so Inuyasha could try and figure out what brought him back to life, but also keep an eye on him for a bit. That and he was curious about his life before becoming a mercenary.
Bastard. InuYasha growled to himself, but he had a point. He was clearly trying to rile him up on purpose and it was working, but he sure as hell didn't want to give Bankotsu that satisfaction so he forced himself to calm down. He hated how easy it was for people to get under his skin, though he has gotten better at controlling his temper over the years. But then there were people - or whatever the hell he was at this point - like Bankotsu that made it impossible not to get riled up. What was it the monk told him to do? Right. Deep breath in, deep breath out. Tch. How stupid... yet effective.
But what helped him really calm down was the fact that Bankotsu agreed not to kill anyone. It stunned the half demon, not having expected him to agree so easily. InuYasha blinked, wondering if he heard him right. Or maybe he was just messing with him. Lying to him. Not that InuYasha would believe him, anyway. "Huh... didn't expect you to actually agree to that.." He muttered, scratching the back of his head. And then he mentioned a truce. "Fine, but if you're lyin' Bankotsu, and you do kill someone, anyone, then I swear I will hunt you down. Got it?" A promise InuYasha would make good one. As protector of these lands and all. Then he smirked. "How the hell do ya think he died? By us, of course! And his own stupid arrogance. Bastard finally got what he deserved." He wished Naraku's death had been more painful for him, but at least it was done. "The Jewel Shard's gone, too. Kagome made damn sure of that." He said with a proud smile. "So whoever, or whatever, brought you back, did it without the Jewel Shard." Which wasn't very comforting. It meant whoever did this, was pretty damn powerful.
#road trip!!#inuyasha: i don't like you or trust you#also inuyasha while they're walking: so tell me about yourself#pocketfulofgalaxies; bankotsu
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Hiro's face turned red when Namine confirmed that it wasn't a shell and he rubbed the back of his head with an awkward chuckle. "Guess I should let you take lead on this one, huh?" But looking down at the small object in his hand, something told Hiro that it shouldn't be there. The texture was hard and rough, filled with ridges, and it would definitely hurt if stepped on barefooted so he slipped it into his pocket and followed Namine. The sand felt warm even with his shoes on, though it was harder to walk in compared to solid ground. And when he looked in the distance, he noticed others on the beach and they were... dressed differently. And they weren't wearing any shoes. He'd been about to point that out, but then Namine called out that she found a shell so he hurried over.
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"This is a shell?" He asked, gently taking it from her hand and looking it over, turning it every which way. It had ridges just like the object he found earlier... so he pulled it out to compare then slipped it back into his pocket. Yeah, the seashell was definitely prettier. Especially when she held it up to the sun, causing it to shimmer. "It's pretty. I wonder if there are different colors..." But his question had already been answered when Namine pointed out more in the distance. He didn't hesitate. He hurried over and scooped one up. "Hey! This one is gray... and this one orange!" He continued to pick more up. "Oh, this one is different..." He held it up for Namine to see. "Kind of reminds me of an ice cream swirl.." He grinned, handing it to her.
Then, from the corner of his eye, he saw something move. He looked down and... wait, did that shell just move? "Hey, I think this one moved, Namine.." He leaned down and plucked it from the wet sand, turning it over and his eyes widened a little. "There's something in here! It's... moving.." He brought it closer to his face, wondering just what was inside. Then he raised his other and, using his index finger to gently touch at the strange, small creature...
PINCH.
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"OW!" Hiroto exclaimed, withdrawing his finger and dropping the shell back onto the wet sand. "What... what was that!? Did it poison me!?" He asked, looking at the now red mark on the tip of his finger.
"The only flavor I've had is the, um.." What was it called again? Oh, right! "Sea Salt." They were going to the beach, to the sea, that's how he could remember the name of that particular flavor. "It was Xion that gave me my first one. Roxas was there, too. It was good, I liked it. But there were others I wanted to try. There was a pink colored one and, uh, a white and chocolate one. With little swirls in it?" He didn't know the names of the flavors, only that he was curious and wanted to try them. He wondered what Namine's favorite flavor was, but that was something he could ask later. After the beach.
He grinned watching Namine take off first and he remained in a slow walk, allowing her the head start as he promised.
One... his smile widened hearing her laughter in the distance.
Two... she looked really pretty with her hair blowing in the ocean breeze.
Three... his heart felt so... so full. And he had this warm, funny feeling in his stomach and... oh, yeah! They were racing!
He shook himself out of his distracted state and took off into a run after her. It didn't take him long to catch up so he slowed his pace just enough for her to maintain the lead and win, her feet hitting the warm sand first. "Looks like you won, Namine." He smirked, stopping and admiring the view in front of him. The sparkling blue ocean water, the bright, warm sand and the sunlight making it all glow. Including Namine. "Never thought I'd ever get to see a real beach..." Because the only one he'd seen for the longest time, was the one in the realm of darkness. It was nothing compared to this one. Destiny Island's was nice, too, but Hiroto preferred Twilight Town's.
He looked down when he spotted something in the sand and reached down to pick it up, showing it to Namine. "Hey, is this a shell?"
#hiro: -cleaning the beach without realizing it-#also hiro after getting pinched: am i going to die!?!?!#Poor little hermit crab xD#c; hiroto (replica riku)#pocketfulofgalaxies; namine
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Garnet's eyes welled with tears when he confirmed his identity, relief washing over her entire being. The urge to reach out and hug him was overwhelming, but given how... different he seemed, she wasn't sure if that would be a welcome gesture or not and the last thing she wanted was to make him uncomfortable.
Memories of their time together started replaying through the Queen's mind, her heart filling with warmth and unbridled joy from seeing him again. From hearing his voice. Knowing he was alive, that he was... she stopped that train of thought. Was he okay?
Silence filled the air, tense and somewhat awkward, as though neither knew exactly what to say. She waited for him to speak and he was probably waiting for her. Or maybe he wasn't. Maybe he was hoping for nothing else to be said. But... how could she remain silent? The person she grew to care so much about, that she missed so deeply, was right here in front of her. It had been years.
He spoke again and Garnet's lips curled into a small smile. That sounded like a jest to her and it made her giggle. "Well, I'm quite sure those monsters had no intention of making me anything to eat," instead, she was to be the meal. "so I do think I prefer your company." It had been years since they last saw each other, since they last wrote, and in this moment, it felt like they had never been apart.
"It smells wonderful," she complimented, then waited for a moment before adding, "but it's far more wonderful seeing you again. I..." A swallow, her gaze dropping to her hands for a brief moment before she looked up at him again. "I've missed you."
"Well, I... I suppose not, but..." She stopped herself. There was no use in arguing, not that she was trying to do that, but he was intent on taking care of her. Something that, while she appreciated, she wished it wasn't needed. Because she didn't want to be that Princess people had to take care of. She didn't want to be that helpless and weak girl that couldn't help or defend herself. Though, to be fair, she had been holding her own well enough until the monsters outnumbered her.
"Thank you." Garnet broke the silence once again, truly grateful for his help. Of course, she probably should be cautious given he was a stranger, and her weakened state put her at a disadvantage should anything dangerous happen, but... she felt as though she didn't need to be. Because there was something deep within telling her that he wasn't a stranger. That she... that she was safe with him.
And it didn't take her long to realize why.
Perhaps it was that distinctive blue hair of his and how Garnet could pick him out from within a crowd. Something that just happened to be a memory, of when they were young and amongst a crowd in Alexandria, having been separated for some several minutes.
Or perhaps it was the way he kept his back to her, as though intentionally avoiding eye contact. Like he had a reason for it. Like he was... hiding.
And perhaps it was the way he went still when Garnet asked for his name. How he remained silent, now unmoving, as though contemplating whether to answer or not. Whether to lie or not.
It was all of that that made Garnet certain as to his man's identity. As well as the feeling of childlike joy, of warmth and safety, of home, that she felt so many years ago when he was still living in Alexandria. When he was still in her life.
Had she finally found him?
And if so, why was he so... different?
"It is you, isn't it?" Her voice cut through the tense silence, matching that look in her eyes. Of relief. Of hope. "Ton?"
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Continued from x. @shiftingmuse
A giggle fell from Belle's lips at her husband's question, her hips swinging back and forth making her skirt swish with each movement as she stood there with the red rose in her hand, filled with unbridled joy that was visible all over her face. "Well, the flower of my labor, you could say..." She teased back, holding the rose up closer to his face. "And this one here, is the very first one that's bloomed! And guess what?" She paused for only a second. "It's for you." Ever the sweet and romantic woman, Belle was.
"As a thank you for helping me with the garden. Even though, it uh, it got a little messy at times." Another giggle, the smile never fading. Henry had helped her, too, and she planned on giving him the next rose, but gods, did she have so much fun tending to her garden with her husband. "And because I just wanted you to have the first one that bloomed." She brought it to her nose and breathed in, humming in delight before holding it out to her husband. "Go on, it smells wonderful."
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Vasiliy Fet in every episode ● Gone Smooth (1.03)
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Ellie kept her eyes, and arrow, trained on the stranger in front of her. He froze, just like Ellie ordered him to, but that didn't mean she was going to relax. She didn't know who he was or what we was capable of, but she wasn't going to take any chances. "Who are you? What are you doing out here?" She took a step closer, her gaze briefly falling to the blood trail on the snow near to them, left behind by the injured deer. Was he after it, too?
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Ellie Williams - Open #1
"I said don't fucking move!" Did they really think she wouldn't shoot them? Or that she couldn't? She pulled further back on the bowstring, the tip of her arrow aimed right at the person's chest. Yeah, she was fucking serious.
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"Oh, don't worry. I don't plan on it." He adjusted the strap on his shoulder, making the Chicago Chopper submachine gun on his back slightly more visible to the stranger he just saved from the small horde of freaks. "Why were you even out here on your own, anyway, huh? Especially at night." When the Freaks were most active. They were out during the day, too, but not as much. And not as a horde unless hiding within their caves. "Gonna get yourself killed. Hell, you almost did, yet here you are admirin' my damn bike instead of getting the hell out of here."
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Deacon St. John - Open #1
"Uh, yeah, that would be my bike, yeah." The drifter confirmed, arms crossed over his chest as he protectively stood by his motorcycle. "You finished admiring it? Because personally, I'd like to get the hell out of here before those freaks come back."
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Belle French (OUAT) - Open #1
"Is there anything I can help you find?"
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#c; belle (ouat)#can be at rumple's shop or the library in storybrooke#ouat rp#rumbelle rp#once upon a time rp#crossovers/aus welcome#short and sweet that can/will get longer
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Ellie Williams - Open #1
"I said don't fucking move!" Did they really think she wouldn't shoot them? Or that she couldn't? She pulled further back on the bowstring, the tip of her arrow aimed right at the person's chest. Yeah, she was fucking serious.
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#tlou rp#days gone rp#zombie rp#post apocalyptic rp#could be they were trying to steal something or your character just happened to be there#ellie doesn't like strangers lol#should be fun!#open rp
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Deacon St. John - Open #1
"Uh, yeah, that would be my bike, yeah." The drifter confirmed, arms crossed over his chest as he protectively stood by his motorcycle. "You finished admiring it? Because personally, I'd like to get the hell out of here before those freaks come back."
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#days gone rp#zombie rp#twd rp#tlou rp#can take place in any post apocalyptic universe!#not just the days gone universe#deacon will just call them freaks no matter where this takes place <3#c; deacon st john (days gone)
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Continued from x. @musedbyalli
Raven was right. Terra wasn't the only one that lived feeling like they were never in control of their own life and though she hated for anyone to feel that way, it was comforting. Because she wasn't alone. She never had been. It just took her a long time to understand that... too long. And she did horrible things because of it. Things she wasn't sure she'd ever be able to make up for, but she'd keep trying. She'd do everything possible to make up for the awful things she had done. She only had herself to blame, even if Slade did manipulate her.
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"Thanks, Raven." Terra smiled, appreciating her words of comfort, though when she mentioned the others, her face fell and she looked away. In shame. "I... I don't know when or... or if I'll ever be able to face them..." Raven was the first that of the five that found Terra and she begged her not to tell the others. Even though she knew they've all been searching for her and keeping an eye out ever since it was discovered that her petrified body was gone. She'd been in hiding and watching from afar at times. "Sometimes I think about trying, but then I get scared. I did so many horrible things to you guys... I remember all of it."
#thought it would be interesting if raven was the first to find terra/run into her#considering their rocky friendship when she came back the first time and how they were starting to be friendly again#until her betrayal happens#i love your answer thank you!#so i hope this is okay <3 if not let me know#c; terra (teen titans)#musedbyali; raven#v; it's never too late (terra)
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