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KAIDO: a supernatural extension of one’s spirit. kaido is inherited, and cannot be learned if one is not born with the “spiritual extension.” the abilities of kaido are virtually limitless, and while ranging from simple hat tricks to world changing occurrences, there are physical limitations to a kaido user. it is, essentially, magic and stretches as far as the user’s imagination. the technology of the time has not officially classed the ranges of kaido, but recognizes trends in its most common usage:

extended aid to everyday tasks ( cooking, farming, cleaning, domestic tasks, basic telekinesis )

monitoring & communication / military coordination

leisurely uses ( visual, entertainment, hobby )

medicinal

military/strategic/protection purposes ( teleportation - can be restricted by basic barriers )

    kaido usage also varies in difficulty and strength, with the simplest tasks being able to be performed by a solitary user with little energy consumption, to the most difficult, high-scale operations requiring multiple “channels” ( users ) and a significant investment of energy, knowledge, and/or ritual. barrier creation, large area of effects, and high-scale military functions are examples of these.

    as with any form of ability, the potential for kaido abuse is extremely prominent, and presents a worldwide problem. kaido is wide open for exploitation, and it has certainly been done. black kaido describes a range of taboo practices, which include killing, false human creation,  human manipulation and torture. the practice of black kaido damages the user’s soul, eventually destroying it, or crippling their body and mind. not only does it stain the soul black, but it also causes massive physical consequences, such as pain, illness, or mental instability. if black kaido does not completely destroy the body and soul, the body decays, the mind becomes corrupt. such beings are referred to as The Cripples.

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out. speaking of sebyl, i’d Like to start bringing over some of the lore i’ve written down on an old blog Some Day ... there was a lot of shit so ... h m

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out. possible fc for sebyl ,

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` bloodfroze.

         “    YES, please.     ”     he struggles with a teddy bear in his arms, the remains of several others lying ripped around him.      “       and i need a clean-up crew too, if you don’t mind. just call someone.    ”

          ❛  JESUS,  WHAT  kind  of  fun  did  i  miss  ??  are  you  taking  that  home  to  klaus  ??  ❜  IN  JEST  DID  she  offer  a  lilted  laugh  as  she  dialed  a  number  into  her  cellphone.  ❛  ANGELO,  DARLING  !!  need  your  sweet  sweepin’  skills  on  water  st  and  maiden,  if  you  don’t  mind.  many  thanks  !!  ❜

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“anything, just call me, okay?”

          ❛  YOU  BETCHA.  ❜

          HOW  GENUINE  THIS  smile  appeared  to  be,  warm  and  friendly  in  response  to  like  words.  appearance  was  but  surface  deep,  meant  to  conceal  the  emptiness  in  her  heart.  she  was  a  master  of  tact,  a  player  of  charismatic  strategy,  if  only  to  protect  herself.  even  though  her  eyes  were  like  shadows  of  the  untold,  an  unprecedented  glimmer  of  hope  flashed  from  within  their  depths. 

          ❛  RING  RING,  mayday,  can  you  hear  me  now  ??  something  like  that,  right  ??  better  look  forward  to  it.  ❜

5  word  prompts  .  /  accepting  .  /  @thalassus  .

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five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”

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          ❛  OH  MARCELINE  !!  thank  g  o  d  you’re  here  ...  i  thought  i’d  never  get  away  from  that  brainless  monkey  man  !!  whaddya  say  we  go  shopping  hm  ??  ❜  @amourade  .

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          ❛  YEAH  UH,  as  much  as  i’d  like  to,  it’s  a  hard  no  from  me.  ❜  @castitatli  .

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          ❛  UH  YEAH,  about  that  ...  that  wasn’t  actually  me.  ❜  @fatemartyr.

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          ❛  ARE  ...  YOU  just  gonna  take  that  ...  ??  that  guy  was  a  total  jerk.  ❜  @thalassus  .

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          ❛  YOOHOO  !!  STEVEN  !!  wow,  you  look  like  a  wreck.  need  a  ride  ??  ❜  @bloodfroze  .

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` oathrought.

                ❛ if i said excruciating, would that satisfy you ? but .  .  . it’s better than standing still. ❜

          ❛  NOT  EXACTLY  satisfying,  but  i  believe  it.  admirable,  choosing  to  move  forward  rather  than  standing  still.  ❜

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          ❛  GO  FIGURE  ...  never  would  have  thought  this  whole  adjusting  thing  would  be  so  ...  taxing.  ❜  @griefchord.

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` oathrought.

                ❛ taking steps is easy ; standing still is hard. ❜

@nonfelt + ‘ you’ve got time ’ ( regina spektor ).

          ❛  SURE,  YOU’D  know  all  about  that,  wouldn’t  you.  what’s  it  like,  to  be  able  to  make  your  own  choices  ??  ❜

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` pyrebirds.

                     ‘ does that mean you think they’re ugly? aww.. ‘

           ❛  WELL,  VEGETABLES  aren’t  exactly  famous  for  their  prettiness,  but,  i’ll  bet  you  anything  they’re  gonna  look  GREAT  when  it’s  time  to  pick  them.  ❜

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` pyrebirds.

                     ‘ what do you think? i planted them myself! ‘ / @nonfelt ♥’d!

          ❛  WOULD  YOU  like  the  truth,  or  a  very  well-intended  fib  ??  ❜

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Which one is your own? How many faces do you put on for the world?

Nicholas A Browne | Haiku 9 (via wnq-writers)