#conjured osteon

[corruptedsilence]

@conjured-osteon​ from Here

“ Yeah-- shady. The-- theeeee. “ Missi tries to motion to the horns atop his head by moving her hands over top of her own head. Clearly she was not all there as she couldn’t even think of the word. Blowing a frustrated raspberry at him she’d try to stumble her way to someone who might have something nice. “ Fiiiiiiiiiiine. I’ll find another. Drink. Somewhere. “

[rosiesemporium]

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"At some point in the future, you will be forced to dine on the flesh of your friends to survive. Why not see how they taste now?"

[crystal-grotto]

@conjured-osteon

Renjai could not tolerate the company of her kind. At least, not this night. 

They grated on her nerves after partaking in a successful duel, hooting and shoving about her in ernest from a combat well recieved. While it was her own fight they were thrilled about, there was still a dissatisfied feeling lingering in Renjai’s gut. She didn’t even want to humour the chatter that was due to follow if she ventured to her local haunt. Renjai needed retreat, and the she-troll found herself going surfaceside to seek out peace and quiet.

It had taken time to choose the spot she wanted to rest. Yet, when she finally found the space she wanted to lie, it had many hostile features that would deter both animal and the highly rare human from approaching what could pass as a big stone wyrm.

Blackberry brambles as well as boulders slowly engulfing the large warrior as she shuffled into the space, she then lowered herself onto haunches with a creak of protest from prosthetic. Afterwards it didn’t take long until posture changed and she set head onto the ground with a heaving sigh, crystal coated flanks rising and falling from her breath. 

Maybe sleep would help her rather than her usual vice of drink.

[lust-sinner]

☼

For every ☼ in my inbox, the muse has to tell you a fact about the mun.

"After dancing, the mun wanted to become a model or something. Not as successful as his stripper career but still good, still brings lust on people."

[geckoodles]

Small gift doodles for some mutuals, @xaallo, @conjured-osteon, and @hxnger-unbcund !

[ira-sturm]

conjured-osteon​:

@ira-sturm

“Perhaps that will be my next challenge to create once my present brew is perfected.”

“Well, I will be waiting for whatever it is, I do enjoy a good drink!:

@ira-sturm

"Perhaps that will be my next challenge to create once my present brew is perfected."

[malika-carnelian]

Well... It'd been a while since they took a trip to the surface, perhaps things just... Changed rather immensely? Suppose the uh, location they came up last time was now built upon... And Marrow was now standing in the kitchen of someone's home. Oh dear.

@conjured-osteon

Here it goes. Malika was so going to have a beautiful and relaxing breakfast while watching her favourite cartoon at 8:am... with the so-loved chocolate cereals she always fill with tons of milk and a slight quantity of coffee. It was everything settled, her adt on the chair, the spoon filled with food and ready to go directly on her mouth. But no. Something, someone, decided that the girl doesn’t deserve such a treat to herself. What was now?! Ratchet being another strange living being? Or someone else that had turned from the greyfaces? “Ok, I hope you have a very good reason for opening a portal inside my kitchen and at this early ho---”

She stopped. Malika’s eyes stared at the creature with a very confused expression, the spoon slowly falling down inside the filled-cup.

“...Wha-”

[hellcab]

ツ : Does your muse prefer lots of friends, or just a few close ones?

{{ Roth keeps his friend circle small. These people are mostly his fellow employees, the people he endures work with. He knows these people and can trust them. Despite that, he limits his time outside of work with them. }}

{{ Sure, he goes drinking or bowling with them, but it ends there. He doesn’t share everything about himself with them. }}

{{ Roth guards himself, even around friends. }}

[corruptedsilence]

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Replies from X

@melleniasisters - ARSON YOU AMAZING PERSON YOU!!! <3 I love you and your muses so much, never stop being amazing!!! 

Thank you Amanda!! I really appreciate it and I love seeing you on here too! I like seeing the fun shenanagins that your muses get into and the plots you bring up too! :D I hope to continue seeing them never stop being a rad gal <3

@cflight - I love your writing style it's so distinct and unique! Missi is also super fun to bounce off of and I love her interactions with Ekira!! 

Unique? fhewjkhfewk Thank you <3 I really love Ekria and honestly can’t wait to see what our muses get up to. Missi may or may not want to keep them though, very fluffy, soft, positive friend she might not let go if you let her get her hands on them

@diadxrling - As somebody who is not at all biased I have to say that you are amazing and super lovely, and great and really pretty. A joy for anyone to be around you know the whole package 

Oh yeah? Well it’s only because I have the bestest GF ever, who is really smart, and pretty, and also is literally the whole package because every day I have with her is a true gift that I’d treasure every day <3 I know I said that in DMs but it’s true, because even if I’m a package, you’re the real gift to everyone here <3

@infernal-feminae - Arson!!! We haven't written together in a while but I enjoy seeing you on my dash! I remain in awe of the development and passion you put into writing Missi. You are without a doubt one of the writers I look up to on here and you are an absolute joy to interact with ^^ 

This actually almost made my cri because I think ur super cool too. always coming up with the coolest dash events and having fun with everyone, bringing people together to do these things and it’s just-- really cool and I really admire. I lowkey can hardly believe you would look up to me hfjkewhfwjk. If you do ever want to do stuff or plot or anything please just hmu, I’ve wanted to interact but highkey nervous about like, shoving myself places I shouldnt be

@conjured-osteon​ - {Your threads are an awful lotta fun to watch pop up on my dash- Including IC commentary. An you've been lovely to chat with too :} } 

Thank you! You’ve been v lovely as well and I love the lil interaction we’ve had so far! Though I think it’s still my post-- golly I need to get better at keeping track of this stuff--

@my-little-toy-box​ - Fun! Like everything you write is fun!

Thank you! I’ve seen you around in my notif and I appreciate you feeding my inbox so much <3 I’m glad you enjoy what silliness i write here

[corruptedsilence]

@conjured-osteon​ asked: ✏️

Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Marrow: What happened?! Missi: Do you want the long version or the short version? Marrow: Sh-short?? Missi: Shit's fucked. Marrow: Okay, long. Missi: Shit's very fucked.

[corruptedsilence]

@conjured-osteon​ asked: { :}< } 🎁 - Not hidden away within a gifting box, a plant with a neatly tied red bow around the base of its pot, accompanied by a small supply of soil and a hand written label; Beakers & Botany However it lacked a name from whomever left it for Missi- Just a small carnivorous plant that seemed to be inspecting the Lady with a very expressive, eyeless, bud of a head.

send “ 🎁 + [ gift description ] ” to deliver my muse a gift !

Missi looked back at the plant. Oddly enough despite it having no eyes she could feel it looking at her. The gaze that it somehow still had despite it’s eyeless body and how it seemed to move like it was sentient--- This certainly was the oddest gift she’s ever received by hardly one that she would mind after all she’s been wanting to get some new life in the castle to really tie in that gothic, haunted house aesthetics. A living plant might just be perfect-- in fact.

Leaving for just a moment Missi would grab some scraps of human flesh she kept in the fridge in case they had any usse for it. Holding it out to the plant she wondered if it too would open it’s--- wherever it’s maw was, and eat the meat. Hopefully it didn’t mind human, it wasn’t as if they had much else.

[crystal-grotto]

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 ( 𝟓 ) 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄.

Fly For Your Life - Gunship Never Surrender - All Good Things Mechanical Instinct - Aviators Blindness - Metric The Moss - Cosmo Sheldrake

Tagged by: @conjured-osteon

Tagging: steal it!

[rosiesemporium]

The Overlord gave a toothy smile, one that could be either friendly or threatening depending on the situation. “Hello, dear. When I heard about this new business that had just popped up, I thought I’d pay it a visit, see what it was about.” Normally, when surveying another business, she would also gauge whether it might prove to be sufficient competition for her own, though this one seemed rather quiet. “You call it ‘Beakers & Botany’, might I ask you to elaborate on that?”

Word had spread to the Cannibal Colony about a new store that had opened up in Pentagram City, one that seemed to be a combination of plant nursery and apothecary, judging from the name. Rosie could scarcely begin to imagine what she might find there, and so set out to pay a visit. Coming across the building, Beakers & Botany, she strolled inside and took a look around. (rosiesemporium)

@rosiesemporium

The shop hadn't been something many desired to flock to when it had officially opened. Inside, it was quiet save for the soft sounds of music lulling across the large room. Could almost be mistaken for a cafe if one only glanced around briefly, tables and chairs here and there in mixture of a place for study or demonstration.

Marrow wasn't present behind the main counter when he offered a warm Welcome! Up high from a ladder, currently set to work reorganizing books. His task was now to be set aside for now, sliding down the ladder smoothly before approaching the Overlord.

"Is there anything I can assist you with?"

Of course the imp was much smaller, but they weren't considered small either, holding themselves with a sense of purpose.

[malika-carnelian]

{👀F7 for Marrow? An C7 for Malika if you want!}

Meme-challenge: OPEN!: [ X ] @conjured-osteon

[hellcab]

{ They weren’t red roses, but Roth loved them regardless. Besides, a rose is rose, after all. }

“How much for this bundle?”

{ The cab driver inquired, while he admired the Damask roses. }

“Do you sell roses? At least, something like roses?”

"Well,"

They'll turn to briefly search with an extended pointer finger before motioning with a quiet sound of triumph, crouching down to lift the small bundle.

"Not quite the traditionally known style, but I do have Damask roses!"

[ira-sturm]

conjured-osteon​:

Starter - @ira-sturm

Day two for getting the building fitted with supplies, the moving truck parked just before the buildings entry way. Marrow had managed on his own rather well, non of the shipments were all that difficult to lug inside.

… Except for that bloody crate.

It was the last thing to take in and it was proving to be the worst.

Neck strained, horns used as additional support as the shop keeper hobbled to the first step leading up to the building, propping the massive container on a knee as he took a breather, tail thrashing behind as the only sign of struggle.

Clearly determined to move it on his own, it was more likely the imp was going to have a similar fate as the Wicked Witch of The East.

Not a sound was made when the oni appeared.  She had sensed a strong well of emotions and like a hawk to prey, honed in on it and only let their presence be known moments before the strike.  Quietly (for the moment)  She loomed over the imp, inspecting just what kind of creature this was, and what they were doing.    “It would seem you are struggling little one, would you require some assistance?”  She would break the silence she had created, a small grin present as she clicked her teeth together.

She hadn’t seen a creature much like this one before, at least the color scheme was off in her eyes, so a little investigation and some prying could lead to some interesting outcomes in her favor!

Starter - @ira-sturm

Day two for getting the building fitted with supplies, the moving truck parked just before the buildings entry way. Marrow had managed on his own rather well, non of the shipments were all that difficult to lug inside.

... Except for that bloody crate.

It was the last thing to take in and it was proving to be the worst.

Neck strained, horns used as additional support as the shop keeper hobbled to the first step leading up to the building, propping the massive container on a knee as he took a breather, tail thrashing behind as the only sign of struggle.

Clearly determined to move it on his own, it was more likely the imp was going to have a similar fate as the Wicked Witch of The East.