#Its not stealing if you owe him a magic item for summoning him actually

[mystxmomo]

Simulated experience as to what I imagine having an average 1-on-1 conversation with Vhaeraun is like.

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Night Finds [Tonda x Fem!reader]

Warnings: SMUT, mentions of blood

Author’s note: here is midnight now so: happy birthday @archangelproperty

“Think of me”

She said and he felt her voi e shake through già body.

“Find me”

He woke up sweating, cold sweat over his temples as his breath erratic. He could barely tell the truth from the dream.

It was still dead of the night, Krabat was sound asleep nearby like the others.

He rubbed his temple again.

He couldn’t remember what the dream was about.

There wasn’t much he could do.

He got his heavy coat on and decided to have a walk around, get his mind free from all of that.

All those worries.

As the cold wind of winter smacked against his face he almost doubted his choice but he was halfway out there.

He walked quietly his way out, he actually liked the gloomy weather.

To take long walks and just try to clean up his mind without being forced to think about too many things at time.

He got soon distracted while he was getting into the woods to witness a hunter drag a wolf by the neck. He pulled the animal with a knife in the end.

“Turn and I will let you go” the man kept repeating but the wild animal growled and showed its teeth.

“”Then you’ll die” the man concluded just for Tonda to step in.

“Let the beast GI, you have nothing to eat from it”

“Go back to your home kid, this is none of your business”

The man quickly replied only to be bitten harshly on the neck by the wolf.

The man screamed punching the wolf in the ribs as the creature let go of him and rolled on the ground.

He covered the side of his neck ready to get it back at the wolf.

But he was lacking his knife.

The item was safe in Tonda’s hand who was pointing it at him.

“Go back to your home kid” he said just as the hunter said to him.

The man gulped but he had to find a way out because lots of blood was getting out of his neck.

He huffed and almost growled to tonda before going away.

The wolf whined lightly as Tonda came closer to it and used his body weight to keep him down “shhh relax”

The wolf was incredibly still as he checked the ribs of the animal to make sure nothing was broken.

The wolf whines and kicked getting up and it stared at him.

The animal wiggled lightly the tail before moving away from him.

Then it turned and stared at him and kept walking.

Tonda blinked not really sure but he just followed it.

He did, what was for him to lose?

He followed the wolf in the depth of the woods to spring. The wolf wiggled lightly the tail before rushing to the side of some rocks where a small hideout was awaiting.

Tonda didn’t know what to expect. Maybe pups or some corpses. He didn’t know.

But when he walked inside the wolf stood on two legs pushing him on the floor.

He wasn’t expecting it so he landed on the ground behind him.

A groan left his lips as the wolf put a large paw on top of his chest. The paw turned into an hand and the hairy body in a soft naked figure, hair surrounding a sweet look.

“You saved me”

He gulped and nodded as a naked woman straddled him.

“I owe you this” you said as he gasped trying to answer but you kissed him and when he felt the kiss he knew. You must be one of those creatures dragging lost men crazy in the woods.

“Wait, I need to go, I can’t”

“I owe you” you said again and he groaned softly as he warm body leaned against his coldish one.

“Tell me your name stranger”

He shook his head afraid you would steal his soul.

“Tell Me”

Your fingers moved down onto his waistband, he never felt like this before, it was a lifetime he didn’t stand close to a girl, let out one this beautiful.

“No”

“Why not?”

“You will steal my soul” he said and you giggled wholeheartedly.

“I am not hungry of souls”

He looked at you puzzled.

“You summoned me stranger, with your magic and silent rituals, I felt you and I responded to your call”

His eyes widened to your talks.

“I didn’t meant to, I swear I don’t”

“Don’t be so nervous, it won’t hurt” the way you said it made think of all the other way around.

“Fuck”

He groaned her naked body lowered over his naked half and he felt the whole of you around him.

His hands grasped your hips to keep you still.

“Don’t you remember? You called for me”

He stared at you as you bent over him touching over his chest.

He remembered to wish to have someone. To touch someone. To feel like he was just feeling.

“I never meant to”

“I know” you said “but I have listened” you added then as her nose brushed against his.

He relaxed his arms not detaining you anymore, so you begun moving again and if that was his way to go, it was well welcomed.

He observed you in all you features, he groaned for pleasure, his fingers sinking into your thighs but still not giving in too much, he was trying to keep focused.

“That man”

“He understood what I was” you explained as he kept not giving in even if the pleasure was getting onto you too.

“But I had a deal with you”

Tonda gasped softly, his soft curls rolling over his forehead as he stared at you.

“Do you?” He asked and you nodded quietly as your moves were still slow, too slow.

He looked at you not tolerating that slowness anymore, if this was the end so be it.

He pulled onto you grabbing onto your waist as he pushed you onto the ground taking over you.

“What are you-“

You got interrupted as he kissed you pushing his lips against yours.

He grabbed onto your thigh holding you up to snap his hips against yours going deeper and harder.

You whimpered as a little shriek came out of your lips, your legs wiggled a bit looking for some way to regain control.

But he was strong and he was good, his hands were dirty and calloused of so much work in the fields and it was a terrible contrast over your silky skin.

Your skin was like water under his hands, your body engulfed his as he bent over you and you grabbed his shoulders for balance.

“What are you?” He asked as he brushed his lips against yours, your lips brushing against his at every thrust.

But you couldn’t answer, you didn’t have a chance to because you could almost feel him take over you, over your powers. His aura was becoming so much stronger than yours and overwhelmingly strong.

It seemed like this was coming over you, all over you.

You squeezed him closer and moaned loud and louder, he was growing stronger as you grew weaker.

“What are you?”

You asked back at him biting onto his lips.

His body was strong, he moved over you without letting you go for a second, without giving you the chance to take over.

He grabbed onto your hips pushing deeper and harder inside you until you bent your back trembling as a rush of unseen pleasure came over you.

He stopped after your orgasm.

He stared at you a little more and his lips opened into a wide smirk “you’re a winter nymph, aren’t you?”

You gulped down nodding frantically.

“Good” he smirked “I have not finished with you”

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Rockman.Exe Episode 54 Review.

Let’s play “What is Mahajarama holding?”

A stuffed big foot/chimp plush?

The episode opens with an advertisement for some noodle restaurant with a Navi name Sanukiman.

For the ad he makes a simple dance that Netto, Meiru and Tohru copy for fun.

Netto asks Meiru about Dekao who wasn’t in school and she tells him that Dekao’s younger brother Chisao has come to visit him from Ameroupe. Netto is curious about what he would look like since he has a poorly drawn image of a mini Dekao in his head, but after the tittle card, everyone is suspicious that Chisao looks nothing like him.

WOW, Meiru.... Dekao is standing right there! o_o

Tohru asks Chisao why he doesn’t live with his brother in Akihara. Chisao tells them that he lives with his dad who works in Ameroupe where he attends a special kinder garden for “Genius” kids, according to Yaito.

Again? We are being very mean today, not just against Dekao, because Chisao tells them how his brother told him in his e-mails that they are his worthless and stupid pupils. 

This angers everyone secretly because they remember that Dekao begged them to pretend that he is the best Net battler in the city and that they were all ex-gangsters in fourth grade that he reformed, just so Chisao could respect him.

In the next scene we see a long line in front of a restaurant, then the same ad with Sanukiman’s dance with everyone imitating him again.

This silly dance is gonna be important later on.

Looks like Chisao’s welcome party is gonna be in a new Udon restaurant called Heineken that just opened, conveniently, next to the Ex-WWW’s curry shop, which looks completely deserted. Netto and friends mention that they have reservations at the restaurant but the WWW suddenly appear to scold Netto for betraying them or something.

“And besides, you guys have tried to kill me in multiple occasions, I don’t owe you anything!”

The Ex-WWW proceed to insult the Udon shop and this infuriates the owner named Kotaro Saburou who starts to argue with Mahajarama.

He has a point. 

To spite him even further, Mahajarama steals Netto and his friends by offering them free curry, something he later regrets when they leave various stacks of empty plates.

Hey, Gulping Netto is back!

In another scene, we see Saburou contemplating a bowl of Udon noodles and then spying on the curry restaurant through two peep holes on the wall located in a menu along with a new code!

Which is the code for shrinking the “Collect” program, that is also the most expensive item in the menu.

After eating almost all of the curry in the shop, Chisao tells Dekao that he wants to see him and Gutsman in a Net Battle, so Dekao asks for permission to use the net (I’m guessing free Wi-fi was not a thing here yet) and everyone plugs in their Navis.

Just like Dekao, Gutsman is pretending to be a super powerful Navi and tells the others to attack, unfortunately for him, Rockman forgets about their arrangement for a second and shoots at him leading to probably my favorite scene from this episode.

I just love how Gutsman is scared to death of Rockman’s buster shots. XD

Anyway, Roll reminds Rockman what he was suppose to do and Dekao orders Gutsman to attack.

That dramatic pain shot followed by Rockman softly landing on his back is so funny.

Then he proceeds to attack the rest of the Navis, including Rush.

I don’t know about that, Rush seems to be enjoying himself.

After seeing Gutsman in action, Chisao gets excited and asks to operate him, and just out of nowhere, makes a perfect PROGRAM ADVANCE! 

Yeap, apparently the whole “Navi and operator must be in perfect sync” is just something Miyuki made up, because if a preschooler can make Gutsman summon a Beta Sword while he is in shock, then episode 15 was just a huge waste of time... Or Netto was just really dumb.

And not only does Gutsman copy the steps like Rockman, but when Chisao sends the Sword he does the same reaction Rockman did in the Planetman episode.

You can’t fool me anime!

Legendary technique my butt.

Everyone is amazed after seeing Chisao use a program Advance that almost hits Rockman, but after he says how he wants to be as strong as his brother, Dekao feels guilty and takes the PET away from him.

If anyone should be pissed here it should be Netto, that kid just did what he took many episodes to perfect in only two minutes!

After this, we see Chisao sitting all alone somewhere in town when a disguised stranger, who is totally not Saburou, gives him a PET with a Navi to help him fight some alien spice monsters he just made up. That night, while Dekao is sleeping, Chisao sees his new Navi, at first he is disappointed when he sees it, but turns out the Navi can shape shift into anything he wants.

Right after this, Netto gets a called from a worried Gutsman telling him that Chisao has gone missing.

Then we go to the Curry shop where we see Mahajarama in his pajamas and his stuffed monkey discovering that everything in the shop is out of control. The other WWW operators believed it was the work of the Udon shop and sent their Navis to deal with them, but Heatman and the others were captured by a Navi that looks just like Gutsman named Nuggetsman AKA Kutzman.

After commercials, Netto and the others split up to look for Chisao while he stays with a very worried Dekao. And I like this shot because it looks like Netto just hit Dekao.

“That’s what you get for calling me your stupid pupil!”

Back in the curry computer, Mahajarama sends Magicman to save the other WWW Navis, but Kutzman uses them as a shield to block his Magic Fire attack.

What’s worse is that Kutzman’s noodle like tentacles prevents the WWW operators to plug out their Navis.

Chisao attacks Magicman by sending a made up chip that doesn’t exist in the game called “Hi-Guts Beam”, and it looks like something Masa-san would have.

ITS A TUNA THAT FIRES A LASER!

This defeats Magicman and creates more damage to the curry shop. Dekao and Netto see smoke coming out of the store and go in to investigate, where a very angry WWW is telling Dekao to stop Chisao.

After hearing this, Netto and Dekao send their Navis into the computer where Rockman frees the WWW Navis by shooting at the tentacles and allowing them to log-out.

They are surprised to see that the Navi looks like Gutsman and that Chisao is the operator. Not-Saburo tells Chisao that Dekao and Netto are fakes, and Chisao believes him because he tells Dekao that he is weak after Gutsman and Rockman receive a hit from two more laser tuna chips.

Ouch.

Netto tells Dekao that he is being fooled by someone and they both fight back to destroy the tunas.

Now I have shots of Rockman and Gutsman killing tunas.

They proceed to attack Kutzman as well but he repels them with his noodle tentacles. Rockman tries to fire his buster, but Gutsman stops him and says that it is Dekao who should save his brother. After this, Kutzman uses a titus gun that looks like a Vulcan chip and shoots... Fried dough, I think?

I guess the dub doesn’t need to cut this shot because it is not firing anything potentially dangerous.

The WWW searches for Chisao inside the store with no luck, and all seems lost until Kutzman suddenly does something stupid that gives away his identity.

Yeap! That stupid dance from the noodle ad revealed to everyone that Kutzman is actually Sanukiman, the mascot for the Heineken Udon shop.

So immediately after, Dekao kicks down the door of the Udon shop and tells Chisao that he’s been fooled. Chisao doesn’t believe him until Dekao does something that forced the dub to skip it, pull down his pants and show him his birthmark.

 I am not gonna take a screenshot of that, so trust me when I say that we don’t actually see the birthmark, I even had to open my eyes just to make sure. And now I will never get that image of Dekao’s butt crack out of my head T T.

Gutsman reveals Sanukiman’s true form with his Guts Hammer while Dekao and Netto scold Saburo for what he did.

Saburo orders Sanukiman to attack Gutsman but Rockman protects him with his Buster. Then we get this unusual scene that I like for some reason.

I needed this so bad after what I saw, DON’T JUDGE ME!

Dekao sends Gutsman a Gold Fist Battle chip (which sounds familiar), he defeats Sanukiman, Chisao and Dekao celebrate and Saburo surrenders.

Now I remember! Nobody returned the Battle Chips Yaito stole from Higure’s counter in episode 33?! Then Netto did kept that meteor chip! O0O

The next morning, Hinouken threatens Saburo, Netto asks why so much hate and the WWW say that Udon and Curry can’t go together (Like they are suddenly so obsessed with curry). Netto reminds them that there is a dish called Curry Udon and Mahajarama gets an epiphany, with the same code for shrinking Collect in the background.

In case you didn’t see the code in the menu.

With tears in their eyes, both parties make peace and look forward to a brilliant new future for their stores. Even Chisao finds Netto’s argument inspiring, Netto tries to give credit to Dekao but he grabs him to talk in private.

And he does...

Okay, I think the writers wanted this to be just a joke for this episode, but in the later seasons they needed an excuse for Dekao to leave Japan for some reason.

I’m saying this because the next scene morning, we see the Udon stor closed and Dekao feeding Netto a noodle from a udon curry he did and then eates the rest in front of him.

And the episode ends with Netto yelling at Dekao for only feeding him one noodle and eating the rest, with a heart closing in on chisao.

My thoughts?

First of all, Udon is a type of noodle that is commonly used in Japanese cuisine, and Sanuki is a special type of udon. I had no idea there were different types of noodles.

I’m not a fish expert like Masa, but I did some research and it looks like the fish in the High Guts beam chip is a Skipjack tuna, a tuna that is used very often in Japanese cuisine which is known as Katsu or Katsubushi, so I think there was a pun in here somewhere.

Dekao and Chisao’s names are puns, with Dekao meaning “Big Guy” and Chisao meaning “Little Guy”.

You might have noticed that Chisao says “-chu” all the time. I think that’s a way of saying that he is so little that he sounds like a mouse, since Chu is the sound a mouse makes.

So, this episode introduces Chisao who will, for some reason, appear unnecessarily often in future seasons, and in that regard, the episode also gives a tiny hint of what will happen to Dekao too. As I mentioned before, I think that it was originally just a joke for the end of this episode since it is not brought up again until the next season. I don’t know if they were already planning Axess, but let’s not think about that for now.

Who knows what happened after Saburou and the WWW make peace because we don’t see him or Sanukiman ever again.

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Mo Dao Zu Shi 魔道祖师 - Chapter 3

魔道祖师 Translation Project by 杨文秋 （为了学读中文）

It’s actually incredible how fast reading improves your language skills. I have to admit, I’m already on chapter 12 (edit: just finished reading chapter 12, it’s freaking beautiful I’m in tears). I did half the translation for this chapter while I was reading it, then I came back to it this morning and finished it off -- some of the paragraphs I’d puzzled over in my first parse suddenly made sense! Anyway, enough excitement from me X)

Recently I’ve been reading Donald Keene’s translation of Osamu Dazai’s seminal works (finished “No Longer Human”, in the middle of “The Setting Sun” atm), and this got me thinking about translation in general -- given both Japanese and Chinese are asian languages, I’d imagine they share much of the same peculiarities. Keene did a really great job, I think. The crux of his skill is the ability to convey the same message in fewer words (isn’t that poetry?) but it’s much easier said than done.

Chapter 3

Wei WuXian’s immediate thought was – could it be possible that the young cultivators made an error in their flag formation?

Just a small moment of incaution could brew a calamity. That’s why he’d gone intentionally to check the inscriptions on the shade summoning flag, in case of an error. Hence, when the two cultivators dragged him away, Wei WuXian meekly let them manhandle him.

The East Hall was very quiet, though the numbers gathered around the Mo household during the day time had not diminished. All the servants and their relatives had come out, still rough from sleep - some of them still in their underclothes, hair a mess, faces pinched in fear. The Mo Mistress was slumped, stunned on a chair. The corner of her eyes appeared stained with tear tracks, her eyes still wet and shiny. But when Wei WuXian was dragged inside, that tear shine turned into a cold light of resentment.

On the ground lay a person shaped thing. The body was covered with a white cloth, leaving only the head exposed. Lan SiZhui and the other disciple were bent over the corpse, conversing in a low voice, a grave expression on their faces. Wei WuXian caught their words.

“… it has not yet been a candle’s length since you found him?”

“He’s just deceased. When we rushed from the West to East gardens, we found the body lying in the corridor.”

The corpse belonged to Mo ZiYuan. Wei WuXian swept his eyes over it but could not resist looking at it again.

The body looked as if it was Mo ZiYuan, but also wasn’t. Though its shape and appearance was unmistakably those of his cousin of circumstance, his cheeks were deep sunken, his eye balls bulged, his skin wrinkled. Compared to the Mo ZiYuan of yesterday, a child who’d barely entered the Spring of his youth, he seemed aged by twenty years. His blood and flesh seemed to have been sucked dry, until he was a paper-thin, wizened layer of skin stretched over a skeletal frame.

Wei WuXian had leaned in for a closer look, when the Mo Mistress suddenly rushed over. Something in her hand glinted. She was clutching a dagger. Lan SiZhui – quick eyed and nimble handed – knocked the dagger from her hand, and hadn’t had the chance to speak, when Mo Mistress rushed at him and screamed at the same time, “My son died a wretched death, I will avenge him! Why are you stopping me?”

Wei WuXian crouched again behind Lan SiZhui’s body, using him as a shield. “Your son’s wretched death has nothing to do with me!”

Lan SiZhiu had seen Wei WuXian clowning around in the daytime in the East Hall, and later heard from bystanders many rumours regarding the bastard child, embellished from person to person. He could not help but feel compassion for this madman, and couldn’t resist speaking up for him, “Mistress Mo, the deceased is in this shape – his spiritual essence has been sucked dry. This is obviously the method of an evil spirit. This man shouldn’t have been the perpetrator.”

The Mo Mistress’s chest rose and fell. “What do you know! This madman’s father is a cultivator, he must have learned some sorcery!”

Lan SiZhui said, “This… the Mistress has no proof, or…”

“The proof is on my son’s body!” The Mo Mistress pointed at the corpse. “Look for yourselves! A-Yuan’s body is telling me, who his murderer is!”

Taking the initiative, Wei WuXian grabbed the cloth and flicked it off the body, uncovering it from head to toe. Mo ZiYuan’s dead body was missing something.

His left arm, from below the shoulder, had disappeared without a trace.

Mo Mistress said, “You see now? You’ve all heard what was said today -- what this madman said. He said, if A-Yuan ever touched his things, he would cut A-Yuan’s arm off!”

After this moment of arousal, she covered her face and choked out muffled sobs. “… But my A-Yuan didn’t even touch this madman’s things. Not only was he framed, he had his life taken by this sick hearted, sick minded man.”

Sick hearted, sick minded!

How many years has it been since he had heard this evaluation of his character, what a truly familiar feeling. Wei WuXian pointed at himself, speechless. He didn’t know whether he was the mad one or Mo Mistress was the mad one, who through a random figure of speech would bite him dead. Exterminator of clans, exterminator of families, a river of blood on which souls floated -- he’d certainly not minced his words when he was young, but those words largely remained words. If what he said were really done, he’d have long declared hegemony of the Cultivator society. Mo Mistress didn’t want to avenge her son, she just needed to vent her grievances. Wei WuXian didn’t care to be entangled in her affairs. He pondered a while, then stuck his hand into Mo ZiYuan’s breast and rummaged around. He found something. Spreading it open, it was a Spirit Summoning Flag.

His heart brightened. He thought: it was your own undoing!

Even Lan SiZhui, seeing the thing taken out from Mo ZiYuan’s bosom, understood.

Recalling the theatrics of the day, what eventually happened wasn’t hard to guess: during the day, Mo ZiYuan lost face from Mo XuanYu’s clowning. Filled with resentment, he sought him out to make him pay measure for measure. But Mo XuanYu had been wandering outside, so he couldn’t find a trace of him for half a day. Mo ZiYuan decided to wait until he returned to teach him a private lesson.

He waited until night fell before he snuck outdoors, passed by the West Gardens – and there saw the Spirit summoning Flags waving on the walls.

Even though he had been implored countless times, that in the half-light of night he can’t go out, can’t go to the West Gardens, and especially, don’t move the black flags, but Mo XiYuan thought it to intentionally frighten him away, for fear that some people will steal some magic items. He was not aware of the inauspicious function of those flags, whereupon tucking one into his breast, would be henceforth transformed into a living target. He was used to stealing Mo XuanYu’s scrolls and magic tools, so seeing this new item was a new itch to be scratched. He need to get his hands on it! Seeing the owners of the flags were distracted by the imminent appearance of the walking dead in the West Gardens, he stealthily tucked a flag away.

The formation used six flags. Five of them were not in the West Gardens. Instead, they used the Lan disciples as bait, who carried on their person countless spiritual weapons. Though Mo ZiYuan only stole one side of the formation, he carried no protective items. To the undead, he was like a ripe persimmon -- the evil spirits would naturally be attracted to him. If it were just undead, then that would have been the end the story. He would’ve had a few chunks bitten off, but would not have died in such a short while. But as fortune would dictate, this Shade summoning flag summoned something more frightening than walking dead. It summoned a malevolent spirit, who killed Mo ZiYuan and snatched away his arm!

Wei WuXian lifted his wrist – as expected – a laceration on his left hand had healed. It looks as if the “body offering sorcery” decided Mo ZiYuan’s death was at his hands, because the Shade Summoning Flag was his creation. A product of many mishaps, or a wild stroke that met its mark; it seemed Mo ZiYuan solved one of his headaches for him.  

The Mo Mistress was sensitive towards any small slight to her son. And while she soon guessed the approximate circumstances, would not acknowledge Mo ZiYuan’s death was his own doing. She was both shameless and spoiled, her temper rearing like a forest fire. She grabbed a ceramic tea cup and threw it towards Wei WuXian’s face. “Yesterday -- If not for you, framing him in front of all those people, would he have gone out in the middle of the night? It’s all your fault, you bastard child!”

Wei WuXian was long prepared. He dodged and hid himself. Mo Mistress turned to Lan SiZhui and shrieked, “And you! You useless things! Cultivate what power, exorcise what demon, you can’t even protect a child! A-Yuan is only 19!”

The disciples were young and inexperienced. They’d only been in the field a few times. They had thought this would be the usual situation and did not expected such a savage spirit. Originally, they thought it’d be drudgery, so now felt a degree of regret. But, now becoming the new target of Mo Mistress’s indiscriminate savagery, their faces drained of colour. They were born in a distinguished family and would never had dared to treat other family’s juniors this way. But the family teachings of GuSuLan were strict; even though their hearts were sullen, they stifled it until their faces screwed. Seeing this, Wei WuXian could not help but step in.

He thought: So many years have past and the Lan family is still this morally uptight*, what are they using that self-restraint for - they’ll stifle themselves to death. He sighed heavily, “Who do you think you’re scolding, treating other people like your own servants? These people -- who travelled here from afar to exorcise without charge – owe you an apology? Your son’s age? This year he’s 17 years old, and he’s still a child? How old is a child that still doesn’t understand what people say? Yesterday he was told over and over: don’t move anything and especially don’t go near the West garden, but your son in the middle of the night went out to steal the birds from the trees, the dogs from their kennels, and you blame me? Blame them?”

The Mo Mistress was at once despondant and resentful, her thoughts cycling like a broken record: “… die die die…”. If not her dying to join her son, then to have everyone in the world die, no, especially the people in front of her!

Seeing these thoughts running across her face, her husband gave her a hard shove. “Call someone in! Call everyone inside!”

Her husband’s face was expressionless as wood. He had swat her like a bug. Mo Mistress, caught off guard, collapsed to the ground, stunned.

In the past, she’d just need to raise her voice, and he’d comply. Yet today he dared to retaliate!

The servants of the household were scared to death by her expression. A-Ding, knees knocking, helped her up. The Mo Mistress clutched the lapels of her robes closed, her voice trembling, “You… you… you get out!”

It fell on deaf ears. Mo Mistress looked as if she were about to faint, A-Tong noticing A-Ding had made several cluing expressions, A-Tong hurried to support the mistress outside. The East Hall had become a mess with no reprieve. Wei WuXian, now that it had finally quietened, prepared to continue examining the corpse to determine the identity of the spirit. He hadn’t yet given it two glances, when another shrill scream emitted from the gardens.

The people inside the hall rushed outside. In the East gardens, two people were twitching on the ground. A dazed A-Tong was alive. As for the one sprawled on the ground, their blood and flesh had been sucked clean. They looked wrinkled and parched, their left arm missing, no blood leaked from their wounds. The corpse was in the same condition as Mo ZiYuan.

Mo Mistress shook off A-Ding’s arm, but then saw the body on the ground. Her eye balls grew rigid. Finally sapped of energy, could only take a tilting step towards it. Wei WuXian was standing nearby, so gave her some support, before handing her over to A-Ding.

He looked at his wrist. Another laceration had disappeared.

He’d only just stepped over the threshold of the house and hadn’t walked out of East garden, when Mo Mistress’s husband died on the spot. Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi’s faces were white. Lan SiZhui was the first to recover his composure. He persistently questioned the dazed A-Tong. “Did you see what it was?”

A-Tong was scared half dead. His jaw seemed frozen shut. They could not get a word out of him. He could only shake his head. Lan SiZhui, despite the mounting pressured, let his fellow servant take him inside the house. He turned to Lan JingYi. “Did you send the signal?”

Lan JingYi said, “The signal’s sent, but even if there’s a senior nearby to help, I’m afraid they need two hours at the least to come over. What do we do now? We don’t even know what it is. Should we leave, or should we defend?”

The spirit had already arrived. If they left, the remaining members of the Mo household wouldn’t have the heart to run and would descend into senseless plunder. Lan SiZhui grit his teeth. “Defend. Wait for someone to come.”

Since they’d already sent the signal, other cultivators should soon hurry to assist. To avoid involving himself unnecessarily, Wei WuXian decided to retreat. If whoever came was someone he didn’t know – well and good. But in the case it were someone whom he was acquainted with, even he wasn’t sure what would happen.

With the body offering sorcery’s lingering effect, he could not leave the Mo household. Plus, in this short span of time this summoned thing had already snatched away two lives. If Wei WuXian dusted his hands and left, he could not ensure the entire household were not annihilated -- when someone finally comes to find the entire Mo household resting row upon row, their bodies all missing a single left arm.

As for now, he could only try end it quickly!

*a stick up their arse (sorry, couldn’t resist) I wonder if that would be something wwx would say?

[dcrmammu]

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Mun name: Todd OOC Contact: IM / Discord (if we’re friends), hit me up with memes.

Who the heck is my muse anyway:

Dormammu is basically what would happen if Cthulhu from the Lovecraft mythos and Aku from Samurai Jack fused, and then the fusion set itself on fire. He’s a dimensional overlord who conquers universes and annexes them into his realm, the Dark Dimension. He has enough magical power to defeat entire pantheons and go toe-to-toe with the likes of Eternity and other cosmic beings. However, his plans to conquer Earth and its universe are always foiled by one or more superheroes, usually Doctor Strange, through guile and cunning rather than an all-out battle. He’s greedy, prideful, and evil as fuck.

Points of interest:

WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE? : He is a being of mystic flame that often appears surrounded by a suit of armor made to contain his appearance. This armor is made from the same magical obsidian that makes up his Black Dechantment Throne. Around his head are the Flames of Regency, which signify his status as ruler of the Dark Dimension. However, he can just take on a form of flame without the armor.

OK, BUT WHAT IS HE REALLY? : Millions of universes that are all on fire. You heard me right. He used to be a Faltinian, a being made completely out of arcane energy. However, he has undergone quite the dramatic change in that he has absorbed the Dark Dimension in its entirety into himself, transforming into a sentient plane of existence that is both king and dominion.

WELL DAMN. DOES HE HAVE A FAMILY? :  Where to begin. He and his sister Umar killed their sole parent, but then Umar betrayed him and has tried to usurp the Dark Dimension from him many, many times. Umar had a daughter named Clea, who wound up marrying and then divorcing Doctor Strange, making Dormammu’s arch-nemesis his son in law. Aside from that, he has created multiple demons, some of them even taking the title of Hell-Lord, including the fearsome Satannish and the nefarious Marduk Kurios.

What they’ve been up to recently:

Conquering universes, torturing his subjects, accumulating magical power, scheming, and creating new cults.

Where to find them:

The Dark Dimension.

Current plans:

ABANDONMENT: Dormammu has tried to conquer the Marvel Universe so many times that he’s actually gotten fed up with it. Therefore, he’s decided that it will be the final addition to his collection, after he has gained enough power to completely annihilate any resistance with ease.

Desired interactions:

SUMMONING : Contact him in a ritual. He’s left many trinkets and items behind so that an unlucky being might discover it and summon him so he can promise them power and sap their free will.

PESTERING : It’s obviously very suspicious that he’s suddenly leaving. Perhaps you don’t believe him and decide to call upon him, suspicious of his motives. He’ll be very exasperated and angered.

Offered interactions:

BATTLE : I mean, he’ll fight you, but even if you’re magically inclined, it won’t likely end well. That is, unless you can find out a way to banish him rather than outright trying to defeat him.

PRISONER : Whoops, surprise! You’re in the Dark Dimension now, and Dormammu gets to torment you in every way imaginable and unimaginable! This is mostly for when I’m in a bit of a sadistic mood.

BANTER : Dormammu loves to hear himself talk. And he loves to talk about how inevitable your defeat is and how all of creation shall bow to his will.

COLLABORATION : You’re evil? You want some dark power to get what you want? Bingo. But beware, owing Dormammu a favor is probably one of the worst positions to be in.

Current open post/s:

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Anything else?:

SHIPPING?: Probably not. Dormammu is incredibly sex-repulsed. However, there is an infinitesimally small chance that he might actually enjoy being around someone.

Tagged by: @contemptiblysinister​ but only kinda vaguely.

Tagging: i mean you can steal it if you want.