#lysxandre

[platanc]

Introducing his students to Lysandre was probably a mistake--- but how could he have predicted he’d react like that?

Giving that bit of oration in the café about people being filth- that wasn’t really the Lysandre he was familiar with. It was true he’d often been passionate, and said some things that he didn’t exactly agree with, but this. 

This was new. Not to Lysandre, perhaps. Not to Team Flare. But to him. 

How could he not have noticed?

Lysandre was his friend. A good friend that he’d hoped would redeem himself. 

He’s not so sure anymore. 

[tellnxlies]

Oh, so John can be trying to get dicked down by multiple Lysandres, but it’s a problem if he has a crush on one Giovanni.

[ghetsis]

☕ it's from Lysandre. Why? How? Is it even tea?

spill the tea (closed)

A fine orange peel black tea, spiced with cinnamon and ginger. Its color and scent were lovely, as was the flavor at first. But if savored too long, he could taste something off. Like a blight in the soil which had been absorbed by the roots to taint the tea. It was as if all the sugar and spice were dedicated to covering it up.

[notblazikenmask]

@lysxandre​ has liked/replied here for a starter with Blaziken Mask.

Blaziken Mask’s eyes hardened slightly behind the mask as he cautiously questioned, “What is it that you want from me?” A firm frown plastered across his face as he seemed rather stern.

[skullkxd]

🍵lysxandre or platanc or whatevers.

Send me “ ☕ “ for my muse to drink tea uniquely flavored after your muse, and I’ll tell you what my muse tastes (Accepting!)

FOR LYSANDRE — BELLFLOWER FLAVORED TEA

a strong drink that you don’t much care for. Still, you force yourself to drink it down — because who else would? Someone has to. It may as well be you. The hot and uncomfortably bitter liquid coats your throat and makes your stomach twist.

-10 HP

FOR AUGUSTINE — LYCHEE FLAVORED BUBBLE TEA

a much more preferred drink. You feel a little guilty hogging it to yourself, but you can’t help it — the flavor beckons to you. You drink it all up, and feel a little warmer for it, even though the drink itself was cold.

+11 HP.

[zamaxsu]

Hi! What other RP accounts do you have?

Assuming you're not intending to harass me or something :

DBZ

Zamasu/GB/Gowasu :

@zamaxsu

Hearts :

@hear-t-s

Pokémon

Professor Sycamore

@platanc

Lysandre

@lysxandre

Misc :

The Batter (OFF)

@lcbatteur

Pending creation :

Otto Octavius / Dr. Octopus

@phdoctopus

[lysxandre-archived]

https://at.tumblr.com/lysxandre/704562856069300224/g3k8ryo5qkv1 whERE IS THE BEARD--

Man idk but maybe it will grow back???

[perfectumflora]

“Must we always see the worst in humanity? There are much more hopeful things to be seen, if one cares to look for them.”

[chaserainbows]

“That’s okay. I have no self-preservation instinct.”

[motherbeasted]

@lysxandre​

“I’m glad we can agree on something. Although, you may want to find a way to preserve those you find beautiful after death.”

[flock-keeper]

@lysxandre

[abominatriix]

He's just right fucking there. Lysandre, that is- totally encased in ice. Dragged in like a statement piece and left - somewhere, until someone finds a place to put him. The encasement would be pretty, maybe, as a painting of someone suspended mid-action like an underwater portrait. This does not subtract from the fact that he's just- there, as unmoving as a monument. Until his eyes shift downward in what could be an attempt at a glare, straight at her. Perhaps it's best to leave him how he is...

The sudden shock is like ice, no pun intended, as her empty stare is upset by movement. Having been lost in thought, having been subconsciously curious at the new change in HQ scenery, she'd found a bench nearby. In the vastness of the room, her attention had settled on Lysandre.

Frozen in ice.

No idea how it had happened or when, or even why. Probably having infuriated their boss, and had his dragon freeze the poor man. She'd have liked to pick his brain a bit more, work more on different projects, but alas, his untimely demise--

movement.

"JESUS CHRIST??!"

Startling so heavily backwards at the shift, st his glare. Was he.... still alive? It wasn't possible. He couldn't breathe in there, couldn't eat in there. He had to be dead. The cold was too much for him, she was shivering just in his presence. And still, he seemed to glare down at her. Furious. Forever furious, forever stuck. Forever frozen; an example.

Standing, righting the bench, Francis couldn't hurry from the room fast enough, terror gripping her chest.

it could very well be her next to him, though at least she'd not survive the ordeal like he has.

[ghetsis]

Examine : Lysandre's coffee. It's black.

examine (open)

A small cup of black coffee. It's smooth and not too bitter, but it's still just coffee as far as you can tell. Apparently, you need a "refined pallet" to really appreciate it... You wondered, if you swapped it with a cup of store bought drip and said it was Lysandre's, would these connoisseurs give it the same praise?

[skullkxd]

📔- lysxandre or platanc or both whatev. :)

send “📔” to read an entry from my muse’s diary about your muse (accepting!)

I wonder if mr Augustine has noticed that I don’t call him professor.

it’s not that I don’t respect him. Cause I do! He’s really nice and cool and kind. I just …

i guess I just? See him as more of a friend than anything? Does that make sense?

idk. Calling him professor feels like it would be putting a wall there.

[pyroaress]

      She’s like .. she’s like right here. Literally standing right her--

[kalosinflames]

“You have all of reality at your fingertips - an entire cosmos to correct for a perfect tomorrow - but you choose to side with a man such as Ghetsis? Someone who exemplifies the most disgusting and selfish traits of mankind, fit for only eradication by the Ultimate Weapon?”