#* / VERSE. MAIN.

[luckynumbersix]

@prkh

He moved slowly, exhausted from his trek and flopped himself onto the little stool beside him. "Ramya?" He called into the space, eyes scanning the area looking for the younger woman. He reached up grabbing his bandana and pulling it from his face before yelling for the woman again. "Ramya! I got your shit."

He chucked the bag he was carrying onto the work table near by him, eyes still scanning the room for any sight of her. "I think I broke a toe this trip." He mumbled to himself, bending down to rub his foot through his worn boots.

[elyzarus]

there was no hate in the demon head's expression. calculation and intent, sure. a sense of looking straight intro her. as if he could simply peak into her mind and know every thought she's ever made. he arms were crossed behind his back, hidden beneath the green and gold fleece of his cape.

" have you run off from your lead, or come to attempt a threat on my life? " there was little respect he had in abet, fated, whatever they wanted to call themselves. mar--daiten--was one of their younger assassins, one that he knew more than well enough given how many of his own league had fallen to her. she was valuable, but not on the other side.

@veroxins

[profesada]

A low sigh. The professor definitely looked...odd, with crystal coating crossing over parts of her skin, or what should be skin. It seemed she was not even fully human, or perhaps not at all, an AI, but with the presence of something more. An ERROR in her mind, so quickly pushed away as spirits knew far more about a console than the ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE inside. When she spoke, it was tattered and strange.

Almost unnerving.

" oh that's n█t what this is, r█ka. i am very much h█r. "

@monterraverde

[ebnaril]

❛  who was that shape in the shadows?  ❜

@songsdreamt. / accepting.

crystalline eyes dart to the darker corners of the old selûnite outpost. never have they been to the underdark -- well, all of this is quite new, to be honest, but this was a different type of new. the darkness was not the blue-black of the surface, but a deep purple illuminated by cool-colored mushrooms that grew to their natural size. "a shape?" the paladin quirks an eyebrow. "my gold's on either a rat, or maybe jus' nerves. or shadowheart. b'tween you & me, i think she likes the dark more'n she says." an easy fanged smile to the shorter tiefling, trying to ease the tension.

[lil-vibes]

local cult leader can Not get anything done bc of their eepy cat. more at tomorrow's sermon

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[luckynumbersix]

@psychebled

Gun aimed and armed, he titled his head slightly to look at the man before him. What was he doing here? This place was supposed to be empty. Teeth clenched, John takes a step forward, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

[elyzarus]

" one could say i know pathlessness when i see it. "

arms behind his back and one hand curling over the other as he circled vulcan. gotham was often fraught with bats and robins as well as the occasional hero that would come and go--fizzling out and abandoning the city of gotham. ra's al ghul would never quite abandon the land--the lazarus pit that lay beneath worth a lifetime of protecting.

" to be aimless is to be lost, and you have wandered too far off of the path to reach here, vulcan. " a raise of his brow as his circling slowed to a full stop and he stared at the 'hero' from the side. face tilted downward and only showing a little over half of his face--the other shrouded in the shadows the demon's head so often watched from beneath.

@elementalartisan

[tevintersnakes]

back in the fallout pit, fortunately my art has improved since 2016 so I can draw doctors hanging out together somewhat effectively now

[ebnaril]

“ you know me. i love acting recklessly. ”

mo dao zu zhi. / accepting.

they flash their fellow paladin a sharp toothed grin, hand reaching for the hilt of their greatsword. sure, recklessness isn't always wise, but it is sort of fun when it works out. (in their old life, combat was usually avoided easily. one look at their quartzlike spikes & large teeth sent most enemies running. this form, while easier to make friends in, has less intimidation factor.) "i mean," nari starts, a bit too excited to incite violence, "can't say i'm opposed to the matter. sometimes full speed ahead is th'only way t'go. or at least th'most fun. there's times f'r strategy, but i dunno if this is one."

[lil-vibes]

most normal conversation they have

[pandadrake]

Spider-Society and The Day of Lots of Involuntary Trips to Earth-19999. (Finally finished this, god damn.)

I hadn’t seen any takes on what Spider-Society was like during Spider-man: No Way Home (2021), so I thought about it too hard.

I.e. I pulled up a clip of No Way Home to see what the Peter-abduction spell would look like from Miguel’s POV, then realized he'd have no idea what he's looking at and would probably mistake it for something else.

[luckynumbersix]

“ i am a ghoul yes.”

"More like ghoulish," he mumbled into his mug, before taking a deep drink of whatever its contents might be. He set the mug down, looking down the bar at his companion.

"You'd have to look like that," he points to the ghoul manning the bar, "All rotting away."

@luposcainus

[lunacias]

(Silence. CARPENTER tries to rally HAYWARD's spirits. She's afraid she's going to lose him.)

"All three of us - we can all go on living, Hayward. Just like you said."

[valtsv]

i really do have to hand it to the silt verses for saying "true autonomy includes the right to die on your own terms and to place yourself at risk of harm for what you believe in". seemingly an obvious logical conclusion but not one that many people are comfortable with acknowledging.

[ebnaril]

@0bliveon: [ TIEFLING PARTY. ] A starter where our muses approach one another at the tiefling party, to gossip, chat, dance, or hit on each other. / accepting.

a party. ebnaril has never been to a party before -- dragons are solitary creatures, in the grand scheme of things. they're lingering by their own tent, holding a goblet of wine (it doesn't taste very good, but it's the only option) & watching with curious eyes as the tieflings & their party mingle. then liv approaches, which lights up their eyes anew. "hey! wow! this is nice, right? i've never been to a party before -- don' really know what t' do, so i'm jus' watching." a pause, as crystal eyes sweep over the crowded camp. a smile tugs at their lips, flashing pointed teeth. "s' good, though. that we helped 'em. i didn't know folks could be so hateful, but ... s'nice to have a good night."