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"Uhh...Yeah, sure. Haha, these lights are so...", Fionna looked around, trying to find a quick excuse to leave the flip out of that place. Everyone was still partying, only a few pairs of curious eyes were watching the situation, but they weren't enough to make her feel nervous.

"So?", the Vampire King asked, making her go back to reality, arching an eyebrow with his arms crossed. The blonde glupped under his gaze, and sideglanced the other girl.

"So... So annoying, so we gonna leave right now, right, Alex?"

"Well, yeah, so… Uh, yeah, Marsh, we reeaally gotta go…"

But she was cut off by the royalty, “Hold on, Fi, I thought you were adopted…”, he squinted his eyes just the slightest, and, behind him Fionna’s were about to fall from their socks.

"Also… Your skin is blue, girlie.", he said, matter-off- factly, questioning her.

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TODAY ON, “I DIDN’T REALIZE I WAS INTO THAT.”

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Ice off of a leaf.

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*kicks down your door* YO, YOU NEED A STRONGER DOOR!!!!

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This just in: he’s figured out where the laser comes from.

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Her gaze lingered for a few seconds where the movement had been, but there was nothing. Nothing, and she couldn't believe it; that ebony hair had been so clear, so real... But streetlights didn't lie, and neither did her eyes. Perhaps it had been just... Just an ilussion? From her sleep deprived mind, yes, that must have happened.

Why would he want to take a different route then?

Nonetheless, she nodded even though the small frown between her brows didn't erase, and as she started walking, couldn't help but to take a few looks back.

"So... Pretty White-Clad Boy?", she asked outloud, trying to recall what he had said before she got distracted, "He doesn't sound that bad... ", her words came between her teeth, and then, a small giggle erupted from her throat. "Pretty boys... Are you all pretty in this town?", she mocked him, but a strange feeling was settling in the pit of her stomach. As if... someone was there. Around them. Watching. Lurking.

Through treacherous woods. || STARTER @intersectionsprettyboy

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is that jean kirstchein

MY FRIEND SENT ME THIS OVER SKYPE WITH NO EXPLANATION

I DONT KNOW WHO THIS IS

BLESS YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL MAN

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Reblog if;

You’re a rise of the guardians role play blog.

Or;

Disney, Dreamworks, Pixar, Animated role play blog.

A Role Play Blog

I want to follow more blogs and also do a head count of how many of us are on tumblr.

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"I'm not king yet."

Unknown to him, those words carved into her mind like onto a stone table. He could have kept talking for hours, still that simple phrase would be the only thing she'd have kept thinking of. Him, Marshall, the King of the Nightosphere. Her friend, the only one she could trust, would in a moment or another turn into what her race feared and despised the most. The unholyiest of all beings, the one they would endlessly fight against.

A deep melancholy invaded her whole being, withering even the smallest of her good spirits, like a creeper curling its intricate patterns around her. A foreign knot muted her for a few seconds, while her thoughts piled and piled and piled on an immense pyramid, where every next anxiety was worse. She would lose him, and that was unavoidable. She'd lose him, her dearest, and there was nothing she could do against it. It was his destiny, who he was bound to become.

He was bound to become her enemy and most profund fear.

That could be their last evening together, in peace with each other and giving each other peace, and she wouldn't know until it was too late. Until the certain happened.

She swallowed her gloom, but the ghostly scowl that depressed her lips just the slightest wouldn't leave her. The angel tried desesperately to find something to say, but couldn't find words that fitted her thoughts, without sounding emotional. She couldn't speak her thoughts, not right now.

"So... Uh...", her voice finally spoke again. Her voice, not her mind. " What'dya think of them? The angels, I mean.", she bit her lips , and not once looked at him, afraid to break down. However, she let out a forced laugh, before correcting herself. "The other ones."

Obligations against Wills.

      The ravenette didn’t attempt to complete the first half of her thought, seeing as though there was nothing left to discuss. Marshall immediately took her word, her description of the beings much like herself. He knew enough to provide justification if she ever doubted herself.

      ❝What kinda business?❞ With an eye brow raised, his lips parted once again to allow him to conclude his thought properly. ❝Business that you wouldn’t care about.❞ he began, a smirk tempting to form on his lips as his muscles played and twitched. However, the grin never came to grace him with its presence.

    【 ♪ 】❝My mom and I go up there to try to negotiate treaties and whatever. I think she only likes going up there to prank all the high-ranking angels.❞ His lips finally turned up into that of a genuine smile, the atmosphere providing sweet compliment to his mood. ❝To be honest, I don’t even know why the glob she brings me with ‘er. It’s not like the angels want to speak with me, I’m not king yet.❞

Y e t . The word reverberated throughout his mind.

      What had made him so sure that he was guaranteed the top spot in the Nightosphere? Was it due to the fact that his mother was queen? She was the ultimate ruler? Or did he bear enough confidence to assure himself that his strength, ability, and stamina would lead him through the fierce journey to title?

       He had been working towards this his entire life… All those hours of merciless training were to prepare him for the battle that stood ahead. All Marshall could do was stand idle as his future crept closer and closer with each waking moment.

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REPEATED LOUD SCREAMS

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Put "bite me" in my ask if you're sexually attracted to me

interesting

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"See? Feeling better now?", she smiled, looking up at him, and yawning once again.

Where have you been?!

"Geez, why are ya so panicky…?", Fionna replied with a lazy, tired voice.

"Well… Let’s see… I’ve been to one of the Death Worlds… uh, the 35th, I think…", she began counting with her fingers, as she sat on the couch she’d been laying on, "Then… I fought some scale spirits and trolls… But they held me captive until like, today’s mornin’."

She yawned.

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"Hold on... Ain't ghosts always around on your place?", Fionna asked, blonde eyebrows knotting together. "Like, for example, if ya' go to the cementeries and whatever there are always spirits always chillin' around, having fun..."

the-awesomest-rivera said: “Huh? No! It’s just makeup. I just can’t take it off, which totally sucks. It looks /stupid/.” she responds.

Hearing her reply, Fionna calmed down, and took a closer look. She had to admit… the make-up was amazing (even though she wasn’t all that much into that)!

"What? Nah man, it’s pretty rad!", she smiled, "But what’s that dyadellomorta or whatever?"

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"Well, yeah, so... Uh, yeah, Marsh, we reeaally gotta go..."

But she was cut off by the royalty, "Hold on, Fi, I thought you were adopted...", he squinted his eyes just the slightest, and, behind him Fionna's were about to fall from their socks.

"Also... Your skin is blue, girlie.", he said, matter-off- factly, questioning her.

Before Fionna could even answer, said guy passed an arm around her shoulders, affectionally choking her a bit. “Hey, why didn’t ya told me you were around?”, Marshall asked.

"Marshall, let me go!", she said, hiding her panic with annoyance. She had a plan! If Alex left to another room before he could tell that she was with her…

"And who’s this lil’ blondie here? Cousin?", he wondered, looking for the first time at the older one. "Hey, I’m Marshall Lee… The Vampire King.", he smoothly said, helding his hand in front of her.

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"Then, what are you doing over there?", Fionna extended her ams on the air, "Come here, let's nap for a bit!"

Where have you been?!

"Geez, why are ya so panicky…?", Fionna replied with a lazy, tired voice.

"Well… Let’s see… I’ve been to one of the Death Worlds… uh, the 35th, I think…", she began counting with her fingers, as she sat on the couch she’d been laying on, "Then… I fought some scale spirits and trolls… But they held me captive until like, today’s mornin’."

She yawned.

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