#c: sybil

[deercliff]

blumenkranz

[kohaive]

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[tasteslikegold]

Sybil's brow furrowed and she stepped back away from him. Borrow her powers? That was absurd. "Why not simply ask me to look for you?" She didn't understand that he was trying to protect her from whatever lurked in the shadows. That he might just be doing the valiant thing to ensure she didn't get involved. Sybil had never really understood the point of being valiant when it so often saw men killed. "I'd fear for your mind if you were to take on my powers even for a moment. My whole life has been spent learning to tame them. What makes you think you could get any answers from a few moments of borrowed time?"

the man should have known it wasn't going to be this easy, especially with her. dropping the lock with a huff, he shifted his eyes over her shoulder, gathering his thoughts. "there's...there's something going on. something bigger, stronger than us. and if i could just use--or borrow, rather, your abilities.." he almost winced, but remain strong and focused. "that maybe i could see what is truly going on, and i could perhaps figure out how...to stop it before it is too late." he felt it every day, the heaviness, the feeling of waiting for the other shoe to drop, the darkness lurking in the corners everywhere he went. he wondered himself if she felt it too, noticed the feeling or had seen anything off-putting. but he didn't want to scare her off before he could get the words out.

[solstice-sims]

super mega cuties r in ur area!

Collab w/ @ghourlfiend ♥ (Saska's Simstagram)

[direwombat]

15 lines of dialogue

tagged by @corvosattano, @voidika, and @aceghosts to do this fun little character study!

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

“Shit,” she hisses [sighs/groans/growls/breathes/etc.]

 “I’m gonna need a gun.”

“I’ll do what needs to be done,” she says. “Just tell me where to start.”

“Just doin’ my job,” Sybille shrugs. “Protect ‘n serve ‘n shit.”

“I’d say I ain’t an optimist.”

 “I always look pale,” she grits. Then she shoves away from the bar. “I need to take a piss.”

“Yeah, you know what’s gonna be painful?” she asks. “My boot up your ass.”

“An animal?” Her brows shoot up in surprise. “You tellin’ me an animal burst through a barricaded door, mauled and beheaded Mr. Wolanski and — what? — decided to do some redecoratin’?” 

“Savin’ my — savin’ my life? Sir, I nearly shot you! ” She scoffs and shakes her head. “Comin’ at an officer of the law with your gun raised like that, the hell were you thinkin’?”

“Your generosity would make Jesus weep,” she hums mockingly. 

And then, as if she reads his mind, she looks up at him and rasps, “I ain’t licking that clean.”

“What I — What I want?” she stammers. “You know damn well this ain’t about what I want.” 

“Take care of your woman,” she drawls, allowing the thick, honey-sweet tone of her southern accent drip off her words, just how he likes. 

 “I ain’t poisonin’ you, if that’s what you’re worryin’ about. You know I’d stab you in your front.”

 “Morality ain’t a luxury a soldier can afford, Pastor,” … “It’s just…,” she continues after a moment, “When you start thinkin’ ‘bout what’s right and wrong,  y’start askin’ questions. For most people, that ain’t a bad thing.  But for a soldier? It’s a distraction. We ain’t meant to think. Other people do that for us. Our job is to fall in line and follow orders. You question your CO, you get written up for insubordination. The military ain’t a place for free thinkers. Cuz once a soldier starts thinkin’ ‘bout morality, then they ain’t a soldier, no more.”

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[night-unfurls-its-splendour]

Tomas Ambt Kofod and Sybille Glosted, The Final Lair: Part VI

[valentinebyrne]

Valentine, Byrne Ladies in ummmmandy's meikers!

Sybil (Kind-hearted but fierce) | Saiyuri (Stony exterior with a loving interior)

Saskia (Impulsive and protective) | Lucy (Naive but not defenceless)

Keila (Confident and proud) | Sasha (Level-headed and secretive)

[thexstrange]

where: hogwarts corridors

who: @sybillctrelawney

when: night time

rodolphus let's the cool autumn breeze wash over his face as he sits in the sill of the window, watching the owls race amongst themselves as they try to pass the time from the owlry. he's envious of their freedom beyond the castle walls, and a feeling of annoyance settles over him at the idea that he's got less freedom than owl at the time. "lucky bastards," he growls to himself, rolling his eyes before he hears the soft patter of feet throughout the corridor, tearing his gaze from the window.

"what do we have here?" he asks to himself as sybill makes herself present, swinging his legs off the sill of the window and jumping down, blocking the woman's path as she attempts to continue her journey. "it's not safe to wander around in the dark, y'know." he chuckles darkly; but he's not really looking for trouble. maybe just a little bit of entertainment. "then again, i'm sure you know that already. you do know everything, yeah? that's what they say?" he taunts lightly.

[cparvum]

"ass ee"

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wjeres thene c parvum *shakng*

its in my screenname. hope this helps! c::::

[housedyke]

Okay I did the math and if I don't get sick of the whole thing after I finish my Associates I can have my BA as soon as... 2029. Assuming I only use grant money.

[edithburning]

where; the apothecary whomst; @sybilltrelxwney​

Edith hadn’t seen Sybill since Acid blew up. Thankfully they’d gone down instead of up, but in all of the chaos of the evacuation she had lost her. Well, good thing she knew where Sybill worked. And thanks to some very helpful coworkers she’d learned the apothecary’s off-hours just to make sure Sybill wouldn’t be too busy.

“Excuse me,” she said as she walked up to the counter, “I’m looking for this really cute girl I had a great time with on New Year’s, do you think she’s free? I’m hoping she is because I know this really great pasty shop nearby.”

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[deercliff]

😭 Sybil (if anything)

💐Moira

🍰 Iseul

📎 anyone in the cast!

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

The only time Sybil has ever cried in her life is alligator tears.

💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

Black roses for vibes, blue hydrangeas for regret, and lilies because they're mourning flowers and also for lesbianisms. Moira actually enjoys weed-type flowers more than traditional bouquet as her hobby is nature sketching and appreciates what she can find in the wild. I think she has a special fondness for Queen Anne's Lace.

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

I don't think she's a huge cake enjoyer! I see her as preferring savory foods. I think she likes a classic chocolate cake if offered, though.

📎 PAPERCLIP - a random fact.

Iseul is a gamer in general, but her favorite is Minecraft. She's working on getting very good at redstone.

[kohaive]

i love . Them

[adelaidesboots]

“This is a bad omen, isn’t it?” Adelaide asked, surveying the site in front of her once more before turning to Sybill. “I mean, I might as well have walked under a ladder, or said Macbeth on stage.” She sighed. “Give it to me straight, am I totally fucked?”

@sybilltrelxwney

[tasteslikegold]

The fact he already had his fingers in her hair made Sybil tense. His insistence is what caused her so much pause. "You've yet to tell me what you intend to use it for." Not a no, but not a yes. The seer could not read him well, she never could. A rarity for her that set her on edge.

ryett gave her an incredulous look. "yes, I do. and yet, you act as though I plan on making you do all my dirty work..." he scoffed slightly, pulling the soft tendril closer and observing it. "I'm offering you anything and everything, protection from all threats, the ability to rest easy knowing you will be taken care of forever..." his gaze flicked back to hers, still holding onto the lock.

[direwombat]

ocs as dnd pcs :: deputy sybille la roux

class(es): ranger 6 (gloomstalker) | fighter 3 (battlemaster) | rogue 3 (assassin)

proficiencies: athletics, intimidation, stealth (expertise), perception (expertise), survival

feats: crossbow (gun) expert, alert

initiative: +11

psd by @nuclearstorms