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[gunslinginnhogtyin]

Butch, the man who released his horse into Dwight's shop as a form of 'exposure therapy':

[dragonskxn]

@arcanescholxr starter with Cain!

He didn't often don his more "living" disguise and wander about more populated settlements, but the thought of visiting a bookshop had crossed his mind, and there was one in particular that caught his eye.

The lich, glamoured to appear less like a walking corpse and more like a tall, gaunt, sickly living man, shuffled quietly into the bookshop wearing a slightly dirty suit that he may or may not had swiped from a recently buried casket.

His gaze wandered around, looking for any sections on the occult. Cain's breathing was heavy and raspy, no doubt rather unnerving to anyone else inside of the shop.

[entropynchaos]

"I heard somebody looooved ponies! So I hired this one to stare at you, you're welcome!"

@arcanescholxr

[townofcadence]

A rainbow shirt, overalls, a propeller hat, and lollipop for Jace.

Muse Dress-Up

"..... Are y'tryin' t'imply I'm childish 'r somethin'?"

[forestofforever]

Merchant!Etienne starter for @arcanescholxr

Etienne stumbled into the bookstore, quickly disappearing between the bookshelves.

It had happened again.

The disease that had slowly been warping his mind had struck again and he'd said some truly awful things before coming back to his senses. The bookstore had been closeby and quite frankly, he just needed a place to hide, a place to regain control over the situation so it wouldn't happen again.

The laughter that escaped him wasn't his own, but he was helpless to stop it. Frustrating as it was, he was already relieved that it was just the laughter. As long as his limbs were still under his control, everything would be fine.

It had to be.

[redstainedglasses]

"The ball was so much fun~"

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[icangiveyouanything]

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“Please, I don’t want any trouble.” Dwight backs away, clutching his bag close to himself. The witch knew the risks of walking through this part of town at night. However the last bus stopped and it left Dwight with no other choice but to make the walk back home. It was no surprise that he was eventually approached by two shady looking men, demanding Dwight’s satchel. There was nothing of value in the bag. Only seeds and plants that Dwight collected for today. So he would have no qualms of giving it up. His wallet was also in the bag but besides his ID and a crumbled up five dollar bill, it was still no worth. It was the principle of the matter. Dwight thinks about telling these people that there wasn’t anything his bag worth stealing, however it might just make the bag all the more enticing. To his surprise, his would-be muggers suddenly turn white like a sheet. Their gazes completely fixed behind Dwight. The witch watches in confusion as they scream and run away, leaving Dwight alone. When he turns around, he sees just who they were running from. His eyes widen. “I remember you.”

It really didn't take much. All Shade had to do was look at the assailants for them to decide this was not what they wanted to deal with today. Not that they could particularly be blamed, all things considered. Stealing one person's bag wasn't worth dealing with something that by all accounts didn't seem like it should exist and could've just stepped on them.

Shade smirked to himself in satisfaction as they ran off. He did always pride himself on being intimidating.

"I seem to remember you as well. Dwight, was it? I presume those weren't friends of yours." Obviously. "Whatever are you doing wandering around by yourself so late at night? You never know what kind of trouble you could run into..."

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"Ooh, that one looks like it smarts! Too bad the same can't be said of the clumsy little oaf it's happening to, haha! Too bad, so sad!" The smile that crosses Edward's face as he watches punches and kicks rained down on Dwight is quite possibly the most demented it's ever been. He doesn't lift a finger to stop what's going on and why should he? He arranged for it to happen in the first place, paying off a couple of unruly-looking youths to go rough up the little witch and sits back to watch the show incognito-style. Whack! Pow! Kablam! It's hard for Edward not to wince comically as Dwight is sent flying across the pavement, his momentum only stopped by the trashcan he crashes over. It topples over, the loud din causing the surly gang to scatter but the damage is already done - Dwight is sniffling, picking a banana peel off his cardigan and to Eddie, it's the funniest thing he's seen in weeks. He buries his nose back in his crossword, acting like he hadn't seen a thing but inside he's beaming, watching the shorter man lick his wounds before crawling off. Nothing too rambunctious; Dwight would live to see another day but it was enough to satiate Edward's vengeful urges, having fed that spiteful need to see somebody he disliked rather vehemently have a spectacularly bad day of their own. He scratches off the last crossword, calling after Dwight's disappearing figure in a sing-song voice. "Both punishment and sweet reward, it will befall both fool and lord. It is a spiritual scoreboard, your every deed it does record!" Sweet reward indeed. Edward laughed. Bribing those punks had been worth *every* penny.

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@arcanescholxr from here

Russell had been here before, and he it was a lovely bookstore, and so he had come to see if he could find any titles from The Babysitter's Club series, given that he had been recommended them.

Sure, they were technically for kids, but he hadn't gotten to read them when he was that sort of that. But his browsing had been forgotten when he had seen this customer following the nice shopkeeper around.

His behaviour seemed off from the beginning, and it was the way he got closer as he spoke that set off Russell's alarm bells. It seemed that he had arrived just in time; things were getting physical.

Usually, just calling someone out and letting them know there was a witness was usually enough to make them back off. But Russell had subtly gotten a helpful tool out of his pocket.

At least the attention was on him for now, which hopefully would give Dwight a chance to get to somewhere safe if Russell couldn't scare or hurt this weirdo into submission.

I'm already dead...

That was something he had to remind himself of too as he was grabbed and yanked forward. He had his chance, and so Russell pressed the button on his switchblade and swung, aiming for the man's trousers first.

After all, it was harder to move when you had loose clothes to deal with, and even more so when you had to use one hand to keep them up.

And if Russell missed, hopefully it would still send a message to this guy that he wasn't messing around.

[xxlordalexanderxx]

🛳 my opinions on DNI lists

MY EXPERIENCE IN THE ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY

In terms of RP ( not speaking of general triggers and such ) Honestly on one hand, if you are determined to curate your space so that you never have to interact with someone then perhaps a DNI list is necessary. It really depends on the severity of the situation. But understand you are also potentially inviting harassment to the person you are naming and shaming. There are exceptions like, if this person is a fucking groomer pedo piece of shit or super problematic. But if you have someone's name out there for all the world to see because you fell out over something trivial, a none issue that could be solved by probably talking it over like adults? Or just blocking? You are in your feelings and need some more growing up to do. If that person get's relentlessly harassed that is on you. I hate when people say "Oh don't harass this person, but—." That doesn't work, there will always be dipshits in your court that will anyway. DNIs in the rpc are crucial in serious cases imo but for really petty shit? Have a conversation and come to terms and mutually block.

[asrielbelacquaaaa]

continued from here (@arcanescholxr)

He caught the faint rustling among the bushes, his eyes narrowing as he sensed a presence hiding just beyond the shadows. A sly smile crept onto his face; whoever it was, they were doing a poor job of remaining undetected. The forest may have been dense, but Daesterus knew how to read its secrets—and this one was practically blinking in red. “You can come out,” he called, his voice a low, mocking purr. “Or are you hoping I’ll lose interest? I assure you… I don’t scare so easily.”

He waited, listening to the barely audible sounds of shallow breathing and the occasional squeak. Amused, Daesterus took a step closer, his fingers brushing the nearest tree as his sigils flared brighter, casting a faint glow around him.“Ah, a little witch with a familiar,” he said, catching sight of a small nose peeking from the cloak in the underbrush. “You know, hiding’s only fun if you know how to do it right.” His tone softened, more intrigued than threatening. “So… why don’t we talk? Unless, of course, you’re afraid of a little friendly company.”

He tilted his head, waiting to see if curiosity—or fear—would win.

[sweet-chimera]

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[macabrec0uture]

For @arcanescholxr

It wasn’t completely uncommon for Axel to go to events for those with magic or more generally for the supernatural. For the entire week on the outskirts of Brooklyn was an abandoned and seemingly ordinary restaurant. Behind this visage, once you went through to the back with the password ‘beneath the roots and bonds’ one would go through a narrow doorway and find themselves in a completely different dimension. One full of all kinds of different creatures all with a single purpose, to have access to wares usually hard to access, it was for all purposes a market. Walking through the dark and winding streets towards a purple tented stool he approached the vendor, looking at them briefly before looking through their wares. He hoped the day would be more interesting than it currently was, he only had an eye for the finer things.

[forestofforever]

Dwight from @arcanescholxr !

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I love it so much and Leo is 100% down but I feel somewhat sorry for Dwight bc this is how his feral bf shows affection

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"Might've spooked that lil rat of yours. Must be my personality."