#;v: summoned forth

[ardenssolis]

Pretentious & Poetic Sentences; accepting || @duunswitch

"Sometimes, what we wake up can't be put back to sleep."

WELL, NOW, THAT WAS a rather interesting sentence. Considering his summoner had their hand in magic, dipping fingers into things he believed must be done so with careful wariness, he wouldn’t be surprised if she had indeed awoken some dangerous being before. Aside from him, of course. ❝Perhaps you should be more mindful of what you wake up, poking around in the darkness.❞ He idly drummed his fingers upon the table in front of him, his tea still steaming as he waited for it to sufficiently cool. ❝But…you do have me curious as to what the meaning of this specific phrasing is. It almost sounds as if you did something that you should not have. Tell me, then, what is it you awoke that should still be sleeping?❞ He didn’t need to know for any particular reason aside from his own curiosity.

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@intcritus said (inbox):

Salem can see all the imperfections in their painting, yet it's still displayed as if a masterwork ( it was, but they're a perfectionist ). When someone joins them in looking at the painting, rambling quietly, they listen with rising amusement. There's praise, veritable gushing and plenty of questions about the process and Salem merely chuckles. ❝ �� What do you think they were thinking about when this was made ? ❞ It's a haunting picture -- tall, moss-covered trees, the swamp, murky and dark with eyes peering from the deep. There are other intricacies hidden with swirling bark, drawing the eye with muted greens and warm browns. ❝ ━ Each brush stroke is so precise. Even with all the mistakes...❞ ( for percival )

ART NOWADAYS WAS SO wholly different from what he had seen when alive, that he couldn’t help but be fascinated by it. How incredible it was to him, that something someone created with their entire heart could make one pause and feel something from just a glance. Even if that individual wasn’t quite sure what they were feeling, the fact of the matter was that they still felt something, and to Percival, that was an accomplishment in itself. As a knight, he had been required to learn certain things in order to speak to nobility, so no doubt that if pieces like this had existed in his era, it’d be the talk of the upper crust for days on end. Eyes taking in the abstract image before him, he slipped his hands into his pockets, intrigued by the beauty of what he deemed so simplistic in comparison to some of the more ornate paintings, yet equally just as breathtaking to behold. Pulling himself from his thoughts the moment another spoke to him, he quickly shifted his focus from the painting to them. Ah, he wasn’t expecting anyone to speak to him.

     ❝I wish I could say, but I feel it would be impertinent on my end to offer my opinion on that particular question. However,❞ he paused, looking back at the painting with quiet appreciation once more, ❝I would like to think that they were at peace when they did this. Relaxed, I suppose?❞ He chuckled, shaking his head a little. ❝Forgive me. This is not my area of expertise, so I, unfortunately, cannot offer anything more than that. As for the mistakes…even if I had the discerning eye to see them, I do not think that would detract from the beauty of this piece. If anything, I think the mistakes add to it. It brings…❞ Percival paused, trying to find the right word for how he was feeling, ❝…a certain…human quality to the forefront.❞

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@jaeguars said (inbox):

" why don't you let me rule your place for a while, huh? "

❝HAH! YOUR WAY OF ruling is so…❞ He didn’t even know what word to use. All he knew was that Grimmjow ruled through might makes right; the strong ruling over the weak with the weak having no say in the matter. How could one properly govern a kingdom doing nothing except just being an intimidating figure looming in the distance? It’d all fall apart in ten seconds if he let them do any kind of ‘ruling’. ❝Anyway, do you not have your own area of control? I believe that place suits you far better. Besides, there is nothing to rule in this small residence.❞ Well, small for him, at least. Tch, this ridiculous Arrancar.  

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@dayrisen said (inbox):

Yuuna chomps Nagayoshi on the cheek as hard as possible before turning & running !

HEY!!! DID SHE BITE him?!! Of course Yuuna's bite didn't really affect him in any way, but even so, the indignation of it all! What had she even done that for? Nagayoshi was just sitting here enjoying his tea in relative peace, and then out of nowhere, she just came and attacked him! Tch, well if she wanted to play that game, then he was going to make sure to bite her back, and just as hard too…as soon as he was done with his tea. It'd be a shame if it went cold during his chase. She could have her little reprieve right before the storm---

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cookie run meme; accepting || @duunswitch

“ please… don’t make anything explode… “

❝AND WHY WOULD YOU automatically think that I am up to something? I assure you, there will be no ‘exploding’ things.❞ Maybe. One could never be quite sure where Ozymandias’ temper might fall, but he was in a good mood at the moment, so that was a good thing at least. Laughing, he leaned back against his seat, drink in hand as he took a small sip. ❝Has anyone ever told you that you worry too much? You will wind up with early wrinkles if you keep that up. Besides,❞ he paused, gesturing to the sky above, to its slow-moving clouds and its partially obscured sun, ❝the weather is far too pleasant to not enjoy. If I go around incinerating things, then that would just ruin the mood, would it not? Ah, you can be so amusing.❞

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❝G-GIMME…❞ THAT WASN’T THE NICE way to ask for things! If she thought he was going to budge an inch in granting her demand, then this little being had another thing coming! Ozymandias would firmly plant his feet on the floor, and then from there, make it absolutely difficult to so much as attempt to reach for those delicious snacks again. Maybe he’d even eat one in front of her to make a point too if he was feeling extra difficult. His expression shifted into one of disappointment, his eyes saying all the things that he didn’t voice: if you don’t say those two little words, then you get nothing. Maybe that sank in considering eventually that long quiet was broken, those large adorable eyes looking up in his direction once more.  

     ❛Pwease.❜

     Admittedly, those eyes were far more powerful than he realized they were, but thankfully she had understood the benefits of proper manners in the presence of a king (not that she knew he was one---), and was now being cooperative. ❝See? That was not so difficult, was it?❞ Gently placing her back down, he gestured to the snacks in question. ❝Go right ahead. I already enjoyed what I wanted, so you can have what is left over, Little One.❞

Did he laugh because he found her suffering amusing? Was he one of those 'haha i'm bigger than you and i can take and eat and own anything i want' types? Well, guess what, bozo! Fyuga might be small, but she's absolutely PACKING with power, and at the snap of a finger she can transform from little ol' Fyuga into 'way bigger than you'-ga. This is how she copes with his non-aggressive laughter -- imagining herself bigger and squishing him in a giant paw. Yeah. That'll show you, imaginary bozo.

-- oh he's talking again. Fyuga's eyes blink suddenly, head tilting at an awkward, upside-down angle before gazing back at the food that she was denied. Really? It's as simple as just asking? Nicely? Fyuga can do that. Easily!

" Gimme. "

.... There's a very long pause. It takes her a few seconds of awkward silence between them to realize that saying 'gimme' might not have been the right answer here. So, to supplement, she adds onto it while floofing out her fur and putting on the most powerful pleading-eyed face she can possibly manage.

" .. pwease. 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺"

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@dayrisen said (inbox):

Yuuna stretches her hand out & squeezes Nagayoshi's cheeks together until his lips make a fish face. She just proceeds to move her hand side to side & force his head to follow her movement. She's amused.

HAA?! WHAT WAS THIS all about?! He could feel Yuuna’s hands pushing against is cheeks, his lips poking out with ease as a result of her actions. He knew for a fact he must have looked ridiculous, and so he scowled, or as much as he could with his face looking as it did…right before he leaned forward and chomped her right on the cheek with those sharp teeth. Not enough to break the skin and make her bleed, no. It was more like…being nipped a little firm by a very large dog---

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@nvrcmplt said (inbox):

"Then, right back at ya... " Tyler puts his book down, turning to rest cheek against hand to give them his full attention. "Would you, knowing what happens, undo the evolution of man, to return to your place on the throne?" A deep question, considering who they were and how they were like... "If you could right now, take that leap and watch the world revert to your era... would you do it?"

❝IS THE ANSWER NOT obvious? If given the chance to fix this mess of a world, I naturally would take it. So much damage has been done since I last sat upon a throne, and thus, bringing the world back to where it had been would be a wise decision.❞ There was no hesitation in his response, for there was very little reason for him to hesitate at all. Perhaps he might even use his wish for just this when all was said and done, to do just as he said he would if given the opportunity. To be reborn into this world…

     A foolish wish.

     A sinful wish…

     Yet he was tempted all the same. Of course there would be push back if he did go through with such plans; however, it wouldn’t last for long before he forced all into submission. Eventually, all would come to see that Ozymandias only had their best interests at heart. ❝As things are now, can one even say that the world, in its current state, will last long?❞ Those were his thoughts, at least, based on what he had observed. The air was polluted, the stars hidden away by the constant lights of the city, vast swatches of trees gone – replaced, instead, with rows upon rows of homes or stores…

     What a depressing sight.

     An incredible sight when he thought of how far humans had progressed, yet depressing all the same. How could a king not be disappointed when seeing their vast kingdom become a former shell of what it had been? Yawning a little, he laid back against his seat, arms crossing over his chest as if he was setting up to take a nap. ❝Surely I could guide this era into a far better age than what I see now. After all…I am the King of Kings, and nothing is outside of my bounds.❞

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@dayrisen said (inbox):

yuuna proceeds to leap into nagayoshi's arms, wrapping her legs & arms tightly around him like some strange koala. [ it's hug time ]

WHAT WAS THIS ABOUT? Nagayoshi had no idea. Still, he did at least catch Yuuna when she decided to jump into his arms and cling to him as if he was some tree. Considering their size difference, he might as well be one. ❝Heh, what’s got you in such a good mood, Master?❞ Maybe she wanted to be carried around? Sure thing. Nagayoshi could and would do just that. Would it embarrass Yuuna? Yes. Did he care or notice? No---

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@mccnxstalked said (inbox):

Approaching the man, a small figure cloaked with a mask hiding her face, as well as the cloak hiding her very perky ears. Zeza moves towards him, though it’s hesitant in the way she steps with her boots clanking against the floor. “Your majesty…” she starts to speak, bowing her head. “Hope I’m not intruding.” She says softly under her mask, head tilted up towards him.

MANY WHO APPROACHED HIM were always wary – understandable considering they were in the presence of a ruler, but this one seemed a bit…different. Ozymandias was a man who held skill in reading others intentions rather quickly from observing how they stood, how they spoke, and what lied within their eyes. After all, the best way to read someone was to meet their gaze, for not very many were skilled in hiding when their soul was out on display. Curious, he wondered what it was that brought this stranger before him. ❝Mm, no, you have come at a rather excellent time, really. There is nothing at this moment that occupies my thoughts, and so if there is something you wish to seek from me, by all means, you may speak it.❞ He lifted a hand, gesturing towards his guest.

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@intcritus said (inbox):

Zahir isn't really looking at the guy, not really, just in his general direction, but the hint of attitude he's getting from Nagayoshi is making his hackles rise. Violet gaze shifts to look at him dead on, baring his teeth in a grin. Did this guy want to tussle ? Oh, he was due to let out some of his unchecked aggression, this would be perfect. Unless he chickened out then the badger would have to go find someone else to fight. ❝ ━ Ye lookin' fer a problem ? ❞

THERE WAS SOMETHING ABOUT this guy that pissed Nagayoshi off and he wasn’t quite sure what that was. Of course, there were a lot of things that could make him glower with jaw tight and hand itching for his spear, but there was just something distinctly them that had caught the Berserker’s attention. What was it? Hell if he knew. Trying to figure out feelings was too much of a headache, and so instead, aggression seemed the easiest way to express himself. As soon as those violet eyes came to meet his gold, he was already prepared for the inevitable clash. Sure his Master had told him to ‘be good’, and to ‘not cause trouble’ while they had hesitantly let him go off into the city to explore it or something called the police might come over and complicate things, but he was being good! This guy started it! Here Nagayoshi had been, minding his own business, vibing, and then they just came with their…whatever…and made his hackles raise.

     ❝Dunno. Are you looking for a problem?❞ he was quick to reply, as if those very words were right there waiting to be said. Pushing himself off the wall he had been leaning on, he lifted his hands, cracking his knuckles. He'd have to hold back a little. Promises couldn’t be made considering the class he was in was not known for such, but he did like his Master enough to not cause them more worry than was necessary. He’d try not to tip over the edge…if this guy managed to not be out for the count with one punch that is. ❝I’ve been lookin’ to let out a little steam, so who better to do it on than you, huh?❞ He grinned, sharp teeth all on display. ❝Come at me, chibi.❞

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@wistrea said (inbox):

kira vc: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CANT TELL MY RAVENS APART?? THEY DO NOT LOOK ALL THE SAME

❝THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE FROM this raven,❞ he paused, pointing at one of the ravens in question, ❝and this raven.❞ Ozymandias paused once more, pointing at another who gave a rather indignant caw in his direction. ❝They are all black, all have the same eyes, beak shape…❞ It was like throwing a bunch of black cats in a room and asking who was who. Honestly, even Ozymandias didn't know how Kira could tell any of them apart. The accuracy at which she called out their individual names was rather impressive; a skill onto itself, really.

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@intcritus said (inbox):

Grayson says nothing, watching Arash look around. There's something about the guy that is so calming, inviting and it's fascinating. He treats the flora and plants like they're babies, glass babies that could come to harm. It was endearing to a fault and all Grayson wanted to do was squish his cheeks and call him cute. Inappropriate, maybe, but the guy was adorable and just watching had the florist wanted to hear him talk for hours. His gaze is unabashed as he watches Arash, arms folded over his chest, lips quirked into a smile. ❝ ━ You're becoming a regular here, sir. I'm beginning to think you're gonna be a permanent fixture soon. ❞ It's a light jest, but the truth is, it's nice seeing him frequent the shop. Grayson wonders if he feels a sort of kinship with the place and among the plants and flora. It wouldn't have been the first time.

HE HAD ALWAYS HELD a fondness for plants. There was something altogether endearing about looking after such fragile things, although he had never had a chance to do that when he had been alive. Then again, he probably wouldn’t have been able to do that back then either when he thought about it. Reaching out, he allowed his fingers to gently brush against one of the more leafier plants, Arash’s lips already curling into a small, fond smile. ❝They sure take good care of you little guys, huh?❞ He wasn’t an expert when it came to things like this, but even so, he could tell. The leaves were healthy, and since walking about the store on a regular, he noticed that none of the plants looked remotely sickly or neglected. ❝Wonder how he does it? Maybe I should get some lessons. If I took one of you home, you might end up croaking with me as your caretaker.❞

     Perhaps that was why he liked coming here sometimes. For Arash, this was his way of having plants without actually having plants – as silly as that sounded. The sound of another’s voice broke him out of his reverie, his attention shifting away from the plant to them. ❝Heh, I guess I do come here quite a lot. It’s just that I’m always in the area, and it’s near to certain places I like frequenting so it just feels right to come over here and see how things are doing.❞ He paused. ❝Ah, not that I think there’s a need to. You’ve been treating these guys pretty well. Bet if they could talk, they’d be singing your praises.❞ Arash’s own words are a light jest; the smile on his lips growing that much wider for it.

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@nvrcmplt said (inbox):

"Hey Rams." Tyler's walking with them, the world cold but shopping had to be done and Tyler wasn't a man to use a car when it was so close by. "What would be the first thing you'd change for the humanity, if you could say it into being? But only that first thing." Tyler wasn't sure why he liked playing this game with Ramses, but it was something he found himself excited to knowing their answer. It was like a big box of trivia that no one else would ever believe him if he was to that, yeah - the Pharaoh of Egypt actually dislikes durians in his fruit pots.

THERE WASN’T MUCH OF a reason for Ozymandias to tag along with Tyler, but he saw no reason not to either. If anything, he had been spending more and more time at the other’s residence, his reasons, of course, unimportant to anyone aside from himself. Hands resting in the pockets of his jacket, he let out a small breath, watching as it danced in the cold air before he deigned to answer the other. ❝The first thing that I’d change for humanity…? Hmm…quite a question you have presented to me today.❞ And one that he had to stop and truly ponder. This was not something that he actively thought about, and considering humanity’s many vices, it was hard to figure out which was the most detrimental to their own survival. He, himself, was not wholly outside of this perspective either considering he was half-human, but sometimes it was hard to think about things in a way that reminded others of this aspect of himself. ❝This world is so vast now in comparison to when I ruled. It impresses, and worries me, all at the same time.❞ Populations used to be much smaller, and as a result of this, that, perhaps, made things better.

     The larger a population becomes, the greater the hunger for resources. He could already tell that this would remain an issue as society continued to expand itself and everyone lived much longer. If he had to think like a god, what would a god do? Obviously, they would to cull that number, seeing it as self-destructive. He could see wisdom in this thought, as horrific as it would be to those that had to experience such. Gods tended to not think about individual feelings when they made choices. ❝Their greed. That is what I would change. Ambition is praiseworthy, certainly, but greed…it makes one blind to everything save for what one desires. If that means everything and everyone around them must suffer, then so be it. This mindset is what poisons humanity’s future…at least…this is what I surmised from an outsider’s view.❞ Tyler was the one who lived in this world, after all. The one who was alive to experience all it had to offer.

     Ozymandias was just a visitor now.

     After a brief paused, he laughed, shaking his head as golden eyes came to linger upon Tyler once more. ❝You bring up the intriguing discussion. Planning on trying to take all my knowledge before I depart?❞ he teased, leaning close to bump his shoulder against the other’s. ❝Hopefully that answer was to your liking, my ever-curious witch.❞

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@nvrcmplt said (inbox):

give me a second. i need to sit down. // Weisheng

❝I BELIEVE YOU HAVE sat more than enough today, Sir Weisheng.❞ The man slept half the day away sometimes, so what did he need to sit down for anyway? ❝Rather than ‘sitting down’, you should be assisting me in cleaning up this place!  There are bottles are over the floor! How do you even work in here without tripping over this mess? I think some of these have been sitting in the same spot since the last time I was here.❞ She huffed, giving the place a quick look around. How disappointing it was to learn that this so-called legendary blacksmith many spoke of was basically this lazy drunkard, or at least that was how he came across sometimes. Lazy, irritable, and only wanting to do things if inspiration struck, which in itself, was such a terrible way to do business. She was surprised that he had made her a sword back then considering how difficult the man had been.

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HOW INTERESTING… HE HAD assumed that those who were more powerful would intimidate those weaker just by sheer presence, but it seemed that wasn’t the case at all. This yokai in front of him was just barely given a glance as if she was no different from anyone else here. To say it merely surprised him was an understatement, but truly there was no other word he could use for a situation like this aside from that: surprise. Snapping out of his stupor, he stepped closer, though his gaze slipped to the fruit being plucked from the stall. Hmm…he hadn’t seen some of these before. Normally the Grail would have given him information about such things, but considering he didn’t have a summoner…he must not have been called him through the usual methods. ❝Quite new. I have been attempting to get my bearings about where I am.❞

" i am not above buying my wares here like everyone else. " ─── true to her word, the basket at her hip shifts enough to adjust her hold at the edge and the yokai surrounding them bat not a single eye to her arrival. suzuka offers him a barely-there smile when she tips her head, looks over him with one sweeping motion before picking through the fruit for sale at the stall before them. " i haven't seen your face before. are you new to the island? "