#☆ ───── CYRUS ( STARTER CALL )

[kob131]

Lily Orchard and Pokemon: Gen 4

Yay, we get to hear Lily bitch more from now on.

"Gen 4 runs like shit because the game is trying to process 3D graphics all the time, like with battle transitions, health bars and movement!"

Then how the fuck do you explain Platinum, which ended up fixing all these issues then?

"Also I'm modding the game to remove the FPS cap and give myself a Ralts as the starter-"

W-w-wait, what?!

Why the fuck are you modding the games...in a retrospective all about looking back at the games as they hold up? Your complaints and footage WON'T line up, thus weakening your arguments!

Also, I don't give a fuck about how much you like Gardevoir. Ralts doesn't get an attacking move until Level 6. Starters start at Level 5. And Ralts is INTENTIONALLY weak to compensate for how strong it is fully evolved. Modding in a Ralts WILL affect your gameplay because the games aren't built for that.

For fuck's sake- USE A DIFFERENT TEAM!

"I encourage Barry to try and jump over the grass because I wanna see him get mauled by a Bidoof-"

Wait a minute. Was-was that fucking Peanut Butter from Pokemon Rusty?

...Oh great, Lily Orchard is probably taking her takes from Dorkly. That explains a lot.

"Well Ralts doesn't get an attacking move so I 'threw the match-'"

Sounding pretty salty there, Lily. Maybe you should try diversifying your teams and actually ENGAGE with the Pokemon by using a damn starter.

"I'm getting stopped all this time like a small child in a brony conve-"

I will call Taka in here to maul you, Lily. You were kicked out, deal with it.

"Uh oh! My Ralts is worse than a Magikarp! Whoopsie!"

Keep this in mind. It will be important later.

"Oh no! It takes a whole minute and ten seconds for me to get through an encounter with Team Galactic! TOO LONG!"

Speaking as someone who has played every Gen of Pokemon...as well as playing a few games with Pokemon's older, edgy brother SMT- You are making mountains out of mole hills Lily.

Games, especially RPGs given how they don't tend to be very interactive games, tell stories to stimulate the player's brain. This requires time, Lily. I know that you like being lulled into a silent stupor as evidenced by your love of Team Aqua/Magma and later Lysandre (No I am not joking) but most ACTUAL people like having some kind of engagement with the game. Pokemon, even at it's most verbose, is fucking SMALL POTATOES compared to your usual JRPG.

I brought up SMT for a reason Lily- that series compensates for having a less engaging battle system than Pokemon's by having a more robust story. If you played any SMT, even one like Nocturne- your brain would likely shut down.

JRPGs like having stories. You signed up for this with Pokemon. Now judge it accordingly.

"People gas up Cyrus as one of the best villains-!"

No they don't. They gas TEAM GALACTIC as one of the best villains because they fuck with the fundamental forces of existence, giving them an air of a series threat. I don't agree, I like Cyrus for being the only one with a reason for doing what he's doing. But people usually like him for the stuff OUTSIDE his home game.

"Reading Pokemon stories is just like watching subbed anime: reading the most inane bullshit!"

... Lily, you hate anything anime, don't you?

"Sinnoh ugly because grey and mud and forest gross!"

... 1- Lily, you literally show a grey tiled route being dyed orange in evening light.

2- Yes Lily. Mountainious regions and marshlands have mud and rocks.

And 3- The forest looks dark and damp because that's a fucking FOREST. If you paid attention the BGM in the previous forests, you'd notice that is what the developers intend the forest areas to be like. You basically just said ''the previous three gens completely failed at their jobs!'

*Lily proceeds to have a fake existential nightmare about Pokemon and Youtube*

Cool Lily. Too bad you mention these minor things and not...you know...the strewn path of broken lives you've left in your wake on this planet.

Could have had some kind of respect for you.

"Pokemon games hold your hand like a creepy uncle with a MLP collec-"

@takashi0 get in here! Lily's being an ass about bronies again!

"Oh my god! So many forced tutorials! Why won't they let me skip everything like the Underground tutorial! POKEMON BAD!"

Lily, the reason why the game won't let you skip the Bike is because you NEED it to progress the game and it gives you an improved movement option. It also won't let you skip the Egg tutorial because Pokemon breeding is necessary for getting certain Pokemon or helping you get certain Pokemon (like multiple starters). And this is why you can't skip the catching tutorial: you'd just be throwing Pokeballs at random and failing constantly.

These are necessary aspects of the game. A game for kids who may have never played a Pokemon game before. Deal with it.

"I don't know why I'm here, I just keep ignoring the dialogue."

So you talk about the story being ass...while acknowledging that you aren't paying attention to said story...

Like, I know that Lily is implying she's long since gone through the game and experienced the story, hates it and is now skipping over it but you are now making a retrospective of the games. Now would be a good time to pay attention and possible reconsider your stance.

"HMs are so cool! You can use your Pokemon to transverse the region! People are so dumb for bitching about them. You have 24 moveslots, just set aside some and forget coverage, dumbbnuts!"

So what you're saying is that we should have random required HMs in Pokemon Gyms to challenge them properly? You know, like Chuck's Gym? That you couldn't complete without backtracking?

Or that maybe we should have moves like Cut, Rock Smash, Flash, Whirlpool and Defog (which you basically call useless) be necessary! After all, who cares about player expression? It's just 20.8% of your moveslots!

... This is why you use your BRAIN Lily.

"You need to adapt to roadblocks, you useless clowns!"

Remember this, it will be important later.

"Archie and Maxie were charmingly stupid but Cyrus is completely crazy!"

A- That's intentional with Cyrus and UNINTENTIONAL with your favs.

And B- You outright emphasized that they were gonna blow up a volcano to try and expand water/land for Pokemon. How is THAT not crazy?

"Barry demands yet ANOTHER Battle-"

It's the fourth fucking battle Lily. Just because you cut yourself anytime a rival shows up doesn't make it excessive.

"*another 'cobs bad' joke*-"

Yeah yeah, you want cops gone because your abuse victims keep calling them on you and you have a bad experience with them.

Move on.

"Hey I'm not a cop, it's not unethical if I go on a rampage-"

You REALLY don't know when to keep your mouth shut, do you?

"Cyrus can no be cult leader, HE HAVE NO MOTIVE OR PESONALLITY!"

...

"Fellow members of Team Galactic! Hear me! My name, as I appear to you today, is Cyrus. This world of ours is a crude one. In a word, it is incomplete. It has been, and always will be, a struggle to survive in this world. We humans and Pokémon are likewise incomplete. Because we are all so lacking, we fight, we maim... It is ugly. I hate the incompleteness. That we are all incomplete, I hate it with my entire body and being. The world should be complete. The world must change. Then, who will change it? Me, Cyrus. And Team Galactic. Yes, all of you. Together we pored over myths and exposed their secrets. Together we captured legendary Pokémon. And now, Team Galactic has obtained the energy to change the world! The power of dreams is within our grasp! Understand it, fellow members! My long-held dreamworld is on the verge of becoming reality. All those headed to Mt. Coronet, and those who remain here... Though our missions may differ, our hearts beat as one. Let there be glory for Team Galactic!"

-

"But, I must say... You are a remarkable specimen. Those Pokémon have nothing to do with you, do they? But still you come to rescue them out of pity? Such pitifully useless emotions... It's illogical and irrational. Pity and compassion are products of the weak and faulty human heart. You were compelled to come here by such vacuous sentimentality! I will make you regret paying heed to your heart!"

Perhaps pay attention to the fucking dialogue, Lily. Because these are pretty blunt and obvious examples. Cyrus appeals to people feeling that the world is harsh and unfair, promising them a bright tomorrow if they listen to him. Then he explains how he believes emotions have caused these problems so he wishes to erase them.

"Oh really Looker? You think I'm so dumb that-"

Lily, you just got done humiliating yourself by being outsmarted by a children's game and will continue that streak throughout this video.

Yes, you are that dumb.

"Cyrus has double the dialogue Maxie and Archie have in these games but it is so stilted and devoid of personality! Archie and Maxie are SOO much better by being stupid and trying to better the world-!"

Lily, those guys were not intended on being stupid. They were intended to be well intentioned extremists. They seem stupid because the games made their acts so dumb that the intentions are overshadowed by their stupidity.

Cyrus does more than try to be evil, you can tell from comparing his dialogue to Giovanni's-

"Blast it all! You ruined our plans for Silph! But Team Rocket will never fall! <Player>, never forget that all Pokémon exist for Team Rocket! I must go, but I shall return!"

And his so-called 'stilted' dialogue would probably fit a man who is OPENLY TRYING TO RID THE WORLD OF EMOTION. If your assessment is correct- that would be good writing.

Archie and Maxie are badly written. You are praising bad writing over good writing.

"Platnium has gotten away from the feeling of adventure that makes Pokemon good-"

You know what helps with a sense of adventure Lily?

A story. Something to give structure and stimulation to the player.

You praised one of the dullest games in the series in Emerald and are going to praise THE dullest game in the series. All while demonizing the games that actually stimulate.

You're full of shit.

[the-haunted-office]

Open Starter - The Ruined Office

You find yourself in an Office that is... entirely destroyed.

Well, not entirely. Some of it is still standing, the main structure of it anyway.

The inside of it otherwise appears to be utterly gutted. The ugly orange carpet is ripped and torn more than it's not, and where it isn't ripped and torn it's stained and pocked with what appear to be massive patches of burn marks. These burn marks are further accentuated by smoke damage that crawls up the walls and clots the ceiling in puffs of black and gray, at least where it's still intact.

Where the ceiling isn't intact, bundles of wires and cords dangle down like intestines ripped out of some great animal, left there to rot. Broken, uneven piece of ceiling tiles lay strewn about, and the floor is littered with shattered glass and filament from what used to be the overhead florescent lights.

Those are out too, and the entire Office is utterly dark. Every cubicle and desk and printer and wall and filing cabinet, everything, is lying in ruin. Not a single piece of the Office has been left untouched by whatever touched it. Everything is... just broken and ruined and it's kind of sad. It looks like a tornado came through and chewed up and spat out everything in its path.

Everywhere debris is crunching underfoot as you move about to explore your surroundings. How you got here is one question. What happened to this Office is another. Where everybody is is yet another. Are you safe might be the most important.

There doesn't seem to be anybody here, although there may be a creeping feeling that there is. How could there not be? It's an Office, and experience tells you that those usually have people in them. Despite the condition of this one, there might be someone still here. Right?

There is silence all around, though, save for the noise you are making from moving around. You call out into the silence to see if anybody might still be there. No answer, not even from the Narrator or Narrators who might normally answer from overhead.

You spend some time wandering around this sad empty ruined place, wondering what could have happened here. Wondering how to get out. Feeling watched. It's after about maybe fifteen or so minutes that you finally realize you are being watched.

Two pairs of black hole eyes suddenly loom out of the shadows at you, rearing up on what appear to be white blankets draped over two five-foot-pairs of stilts. They look like some kid's idea of silly ghost costumes, except these two kids aren't holding out Halloween buckets and asking for candy, and one of them is bearing an unbearably large mouth full of needle-sharp teeth at you.

A voice suddenly projects itself directly into your head, large, male, British, and demanding: "Who are you and what are you doing here?" he snarls.

You can't tell where the voice has come from - was it one of these creatures, and if so, which one? If you've been around the Haunted Office for any period of time, you might recognize the voice, as it sounds just like the ever-present Narrator there, Cyrus. But neither of these creatures looks like him.

What should you do?

[baringtccth]

OC/CANON MULTI-MUSE BLOG.

canons:

Alphonse Elric (Fullmetal alchemist)

Zapp renfro (Kekkai Sensen)

Leonard h Mccoy (star trek aos)

Kafka hibino (kaiju no.8)

Roronoa zoro (one piece)

Sebastian Castellanos (evil within)

Ocs:

Edward•Dante•Sinbad•Ron

Saburo•Blake•Shadowman•Cyrus

Robert •Jonathan •Sid (13) •Akira

Orion•William•Ace•Bishop•Sid•Dastrik•Verin

Private/request canon:

Orion pax (transformers one) •John Kennex (almost human)

Larry Daley (night at the museum 1&2) •whirl (transformers idw)

Other blog:

@baringxtccth (Nswf blog)

Permanent starter call || Interest tracker

[5woon]

The city below is beautiful, breathtaking even in ways Betty could have never imagined LA to be. She'd never been at a rooftop even quite like this, maybe bars and other smaller things when she was out partying... but nothing like this. The stars were out above them too, twinkling and shining brighter than anyone there. It was amazing. Beyond words even. She felt like she was rubbing elbows with absolute elite and when Cyrus Hawthorne stepped up near her-- she knew she was. She'd had the pleasure of meeting Ellie Moore already and was working close with Annabelle Rice. She was meeting all these people and she didn't know if she could handle it in her eager little mind, but she was going to try. She had to. After all, she wanted to be one of them.

She straightens herself beside where he's standing a few feet off, her head turning to glance at him before quickly looking away and back at the city lights. She lifts her fruity cocktail, not even sure the name of it, and takes a small drink. She uses it as courage to turn herself fully and step up closer to the musician. She plastered a grin to her face, "Hi, Cyrus Hawthorne, right?" She sticks her hand out, unable to contain the way her grin grows eagerly, "I'm Betty. Swoon. Betty Swoon... um, I just.. I really wanted to say hi."

@g0dlight / starter call.

[hiddenpxpercuts]

@youllalwaysbemyporcelain [Event Starter for Cyrus]

"Sometimes I wish I would have been born into a rich family." Tj chuckled, changing out of his work clothes into something cleaner that didn't smell like the outside so badly. "The family business is so not my calling."

[cinderschild]

@blackhardtt (Cyrus) liked this post for a short starter.

A tall and imposing figure amongst most mortal beings had their hooded head bowed in respect. Pushing the traveling cloak back, Helia smiled brightly at Cyrus. ❝ Hail, newly crowned and old friend. Helianthus the Golden has answered your call. ❞ Reaching out, they shook hands with a solid grasp. ❝ I came as quickly as I could. What help can I offer you? ❞

[goodnightmemes]

TIKTOK SENTENCE STARTERS PART 6

some of these are quotes from tiktok creators, and some are from various other forms of media that were popular audios/trends on tiktok  

❛ Guess who didn’t eat me out last night? ❜

❛ I don’t know if I’m on my period, if there’s a star out in the sky that moved too far to the left, or if my brain chemicals just went ‘uuggghhhh’, but I’m sensitive and violent right now ❜

❛ ‘Ugh, why are you girls always going to Target?’ Ta get stuff. Duh. ❜

❛ Don’t act like you’re above wearing a cowboy hat for a tiktok. Oh! Handsome cowboy! Handsome cowboy! ❜

❛ How fucking elaborate do we have to make this fight?? Get down here!! ❜

❛ It continues to redefine ‘family’ as meaning: ‘some dudes who ate at my house’, instead of people you share a bloodline with. ❜

❛ What’s more American in this nation of living paycheck to paycheck than living your life a quarter mile at a time? ❜

❛ You’re gonna fuck the bee?!?! ❜

❛ I need a trenta cup of heavy cream. ❜

❛ If there’s one thing about me, it’s that I’m gonna dilly dally. I am a dilly dally-er. ❜

❛ You’re taller! How fucking dare you. ❜

❛ Santa sent his deer to fuck your shit up cause you’re on the naughty list. ❜

❛ How many times do I have to tell you mind control doesn’t work on me? ❜

❛ I have never seen a creature look more like a rotisserie chicken, and I am including every rotisserie chicken I’ve ever seen. ❜

❛ You can actually have two loving and supportive parents and still end up weird and unstable. ❜

❛ Blaming it all on my father really takes away all the work that I put into making me the worst version of myself. ❜

❛ I want my mom to come home but if I call her and say “mom I convinced myself that the dog is a shapeshifter again.” she’s going to think I’m crazy. I’m not crazy! ❜

❛ Kill me or come cuddle with me, 'cause you’re freaking me the fuck out. ❜

❛ I mean these days I just be wondering like, will I ever feel fergalicious again or is it just over? ❜

❛ If I go missing please do two things: one - check near the parking lot of Sears, two - arrest Billy Ray Cyrus. ❜

❛ Daily affirmation, repeat after me: I am not the bigger person. I am the smaller person, who is prone to pyromania. ❜

❛ Why are they playing Shrek songs in church? ❜

❛ She gave me trauma beyond human comprehension. ❜

❛ Girl if you don’t get your coochie sticks out of the uranium bin… ❜

❛ The children yearn for the mines. ❜

❛ Alright here’s a lesson in physics… that’s not how physics works. What the fuck just happened?! ❜

❛ Run like you’re being chased by the love of your life but you’re not ready to love him yet, you still got some learning to do! You have to love yourself first! ❜

❛ Hate me or don’t hate me, but if you put holy water into a humidifier you won’t have a vampire problem. ❜

❛ Awwwww shit. You don’t know about doing whatever the fuck you want? Damn. I’m sorry. Hope you find that someday. ❜

❛ Shh! Don’t bother me, I’m having enrichment time in my enclosure. ❜

❛ Quite frankly, I don’t care where you taking us, cause anyone with an ass like that gotta be blessed and highly favored. So why wouldn’t I follow gods child? ❜

❛ What the fuck did Dora say? Where are we going? To follow that ass! ❜

[artistibatt]

Speaking of my fic in the original version and the new posted version, Cyrus and Giovanni are absolutely my favorite guys to write

Tbh, I feel like I might be writing them OOC at times (especially since it’s been a while since ive seen them in their games) but I am having fun

The original draft has about 20 chapters and there are some differences between the two

For starters, Kyurem and the ice plate were gotten first in the original draft instead of the Lugia and the flying plate now. Ghetsis also had a bigger role at the start due to this (he’ll get his role back later when Unova stuff is talked about)

Volo actually wasn’t gonna be in the original version. That was a decision made much later.

There was actually an Audino that Cyrus and Giovanni became allies with plus they also became enemies with a Watchog and Patrat duo in a place called Alstratus Town in the original fic that hopefully I can bring back in a new way

I am excited to keep writing about this fic,, I really like talking about it too

[kingscyrus]

Starter for @wyndridr

The sound of rain and hail hitting his roof demanded attention and caught the notice of both him and his mother. These storms were familiar in this region and were much needed for the crops, though the cold weather that followed was a concern. Only time would tell if this storm would cause as much damage as previous ones. Cyrus was preparing to embark on his regular rounds around the homestead, a task he diligently performed to ensure that everything was in place and the animals were comfortable. As he reached for the doorknob of his home, he turned it and pushed the door open, only to be greeted by the sight of a stranger. The person was completely drenched from the pouring rain, and their expression seemed to convey a desperate need for shelter. It was evident that they had sought refuge at Cyrus's door due to the inclement weather. Cyrus hesitated for a moment, then moved to the side, gesturing for the visitor to enter. "I'll save my questions for later. Please, come inside. I'll get you a towel and some spare clothes," he offered. The homestead was an impressive sight, a testament to Cyrus's own hands and hard work. Its size was necessary to accommodate his unusually large stature, a rarity in these parts. Placing the lantern on a nearby table, he called out in response to another voice from the adjacent room. "Mother, we have a stranger who needs help. Don't worry," he reassured, waiting for the other person to enter so he could close the door and keep the warmth from the fireplace from escaping into the storm outside.

[tragcdyfallen]

closed starter ⟶ Cyrus ( @violentdelightstheseviolentends )

A false memory permeates within her mind- a wedding that never took place. The ring on her finger felt like a heavy weight once more. This wasn't her first marriage and it wasn't the husband her heart had chosen. No, this was magic and history continues to repeat itself. " Cyrus? " Anastasia called out into the home they had somehow built together. Even the pictures hanging from the walls seemed more like a mirage in the Red Desert. Red lacquered fingernails swipe across the happy faces frozen in time, their daughter smiling. But it wasn't her daughter, not her real one. " I'm home. " she spoke up once more, " Not really, though. " she whispered those words to herself.

[rose-leviosa]

Penance, Chapter Seventeen - Term, Part One

The seventh-years were taken aback as they entered the familiar classroom. The desks, which had always sat in neat rows, had been rearranged into a circle, pieces of parchment on each.

Professor Lupin sat at one of the seats, his long legs crossed casually at the ankles in front of him. Stranger still was the weird knot of cloth wrapped around his torso, apparently holding some sort of creature.

He opened his arms wide and offered a warm, slightly sad smile. “Take a seat!”

He was not surprised when Hermione took the seat directly next to him. Luna and Ginny sat together a few seats further along the circle. As he had suspected, he knew every face in the room, and not just because he had taught them as second (and, in Hermione's case, third) years.

He scanned the circle of faces, each looking too drawn and world weary. His heart ached for their lost childhoods. Several students were eyeing him curiously while others looked bemusedly at the papers before them.

Remus sat up straighter, uncrossing his ankles. “Welcome to NEWT-level Defense Against the Dark Arts!” he chirped with forced enthusiasm. He had hoped to ease a bit of the tension in the room, but his effort fell flat. The students eyed the circle of chairs nervously, confused and uncertain.

“For starters, I believe I know all of you, but in case your memories are a little short, I am Professor Lupin, though,” he eyed the most familiar faces, “I am fine with you calling me Remus, if you prefer.” Several students looked horrified by the very idea. Remus laughed. “It is a rather stupid name, but I didn’t pick it.” That earned a few nervous laughs.

He decided right then that his main goal this year would be to see a genuine smile on each face in the room.

He pointed to the bundle on his chest. “He is a little fussier and prefers ‘Mr. Lupin,’ but you can just call him Teddy.” Most of the students rose in their seats to peer at the layers of fabric. Remus reached in and extracted the baby, who stretched luxuriously and blinked his eyes. There were several adoring gasps as he smacked his lips and observed the people watching him, his hair shifting to match each head he saw.

Remus allowed them to ooh and aah over the baby for a few minutes before tucking him back into the wrap. Maybe Teddy's presence would actually be helpful this year.

He drew their attention away from his chest, indicating to the circle of chairs in which they were seated. “Does anyone know what this is called?” No one, not even Hermione, raised a hand.

“This is called a Socratic Circle. It was invented by Socrates - we can discuss him another time if you want - but the idea is that, in this space, each of us has something to offer the others. It invites us to ask questions, engage in mutually respectful conversations, and ultimately learn from one another's worldviews and experiences.” It was an overly simplistic explanation, but it would do for now. He had a feeling Hermione would do some of her own research and question his definition.

A blond boy - he was pretty sure his name was Cyrus- raised his hand. “So, is it like a support circle? We did one yesterday.”

Remus decided not to censor himself. “Fuck no!” He felt a sense of undue pride at the shocked gasps and nervous titters around the circle and decided that he would be swearing quite a bit in this class.

[nell0-0]

For the Dawn's starter in Masters not being canonical to what she would have chosen in the games, with Barry having the stronger and Lucas taking what's left, I'd subscribed to the headcanon that every trainer in Masters is from an alternate universe. Cyrus was put in Pasio just after successfully obtaining Palkia (making him from Pearl's timeline). Cynthia, Cheryl and Dawn all mention having bested Team Galactic / Cyrus on Spear Pillar. That wouldn't have happened if he'd just disappeared. In Barry's Pokémon Center dialogue, he calls his rival 'that kid', so maybe in his universe, the player picked Chimchar. And Lucas could have come from a timeline where Dawn chose Piplup. None of them talk of this just like how none speak of Red / Leaf / Ash being from the same house in Pallet, or why Grimsley isn't having an identity crisis with his future self from Alola.

It makes sense. Most of the characters in Pasio seem to be post canon to their games, but there are a couple exceptions that nobody questions like Grimsley's. I like that theory too tbh, it would explain Ash at least since he's strictly from the anime (and I think a couple of manga volumes, not the ones with Red as MC I mean). Because otherwise, his story with Misty and Brook in particular would be a plot hole.

So, I guess that explanation for Cyrus fits as well. I still would have preferred for Dawn to have one of the legendaries, though, it's a detail that irks me a bit since it's established that she's supposed to be the Champion, not Lucas who's the professor assistant.

[alecxkincade]

starter for @riverxjackson Location: Kismet Harbor Hospital

Alec had two coffees in his hand, it was going to be a long night for him. He had saw the other and decided to grab them some coffee. The doctor was on call tonight. He had video times Cyrus and read to his son and said good night to him too. He smiled, "Here, got you some coffee. I thought that you could use it too," he smiled his voice soft. "How have you been?"

[the-haunted-office]

Announcement

Hello!

Bringing everybody up to speed. I have some situations going on at home that are taking a lot of my time, energy, and attention, which unfortunately means I can't be as active with rp stuff.

I am not going away! I'm still here, still writing replies, sending/answering asks, everything. However I am narrowing my focus down for the time being. So threads and such with Trent and Ophelia are currently on pause. I have the threads saved in my drafts and I will pick them up once things settle down at home. I'm focusing more on the threads and plots that are more active right now, so basically things with my main muses, like the Days (including Space AU Thursday), Cyrus, Shinigami Doom, and Stanley J. Basically it's my smaller muses and such that I'm putting on pause right now and won't be focusing on as much.

This also means I won't be able to respond to every fun starter call or open starter I see, no matter how much I want to. You all know me, I love replying to every thing I see on my dash, but I won't be able to for the time being. I will still happily read all your posts and drabbles and reblog all your art, though!

You can still reply to our threads - if it's one I need to hold onto, I'll keep it saved in my drafts until I can get to it. If it's an ask, I'll hang onto it until I can get to it too.

I might drop some threads if I feel like there isn't much happening or if they've stagnated. I'll reach out to you and if you want to keep it, I might just need to hold onto the thread until I can come up with something, if you're willing to wait.

I wanted to make sure you guys knew that I'm not going anywhere, I'm still here, I'm very happy with all my interactions and plots and everything, things are just a little crazy at home right now. x_x

Please reach out to me if you have any questions or anything. I'm always open for chatting!

[theaccursedninth]

For a protective starter (with Nomad and/or with Rawya and Cyrus)

Absolutely not. Malekith snarled, leaping in front of the young Gallifreyans, daggers out and shimmering in the light of the double moons overhead. He knew there were generally consequences, following a distress call but he'd hoped just this once they'd find only a marooned ship and shortened rations to blame.

Oh, but nothing ever came easy it seemed; instead, they found themselves surrounded by a hoard of Chitauri.

"Nomad," he barked over the high-pitched chattering. "Shelter the others. This won't take long." By Bor's decrepit beard, let these cursed creatures fall with ease.

[sirserpentine]

Starter for Angel @veneror, Verse: Everlasting Sun (WORKING TITLE)

Cyrus Pendrous was nervous. He didn't recognise any of the drink names on the list over the bar counter and a line was already forming behind him. It had taken all of the man's willpower to step outside his home quarters and buy a ticket off his island country and it had left no room for him to prepare for such specific details as contemporary beverages. The bartender looked patient and gentle, which only made Pen's anxiety worse.

"Ahm… uhm, why don't you choose for me?" he asked diplomatically. Pen was supposed to 'get out there' and experience new things, right? Why not let it extend to this? The bartender, dazzling in gold jewellery and doting a heavy Brooklyn accent, smiled. "Tequila Sunrise will fit ya well, just a sec." Pen nodded, hiding a small smirk by biting a fang over his bottom lip. Sunrise. How ironic. Very soon he was criss-crossing his way towards a vacant booth near the bar's luminous stage, holding the sweet drink in his hand. He offered shy smiles to those who acknowledged his presence with waves or flirty remarks, but soon turned his attention to a sign on the wall. Tonight's performer would be called "Angel Dust." Pen was quite curious about this performer. What would he… uhm, she, maybe, be like? The name reminded him of some sort of old story and its characters, perhaps a fairy or a wisp. Taking a sip and trying not to let his shyness show, he thought to himself: "I'll find out soon enough."