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[thecreaturecrossroads]

Took a bad Turn

@pcssypcwer continued from Are you Okay?

As the silence stretched on Draconna was more and more convinced that everything was not okay. If that wasn’t evident enough by how her dear friend looked right then. Bleeding and staring into space in a dazed way.

Not even mentioning the fact that some of the blood on her definitely did not smell like her own.

Draconna lay down her staff and shrunk herself down to the same height as Vola. When the demoness jumped up as if something had bit her in the tail Draconna gasped too. Worried about how a sudden spring would do to her wounds and the listless energy she’d had only a moment ago.

“What? Vola you...” Draconna had her arms open wide for her friend. Taking a step closer. Preparing to scoop Vola up into a hug if she indicated she would accept one right then. She didn’t want to push anything if her friend started feeling cornered.

“Vola, I believe you. I'm here, did they sneak up on you?” this was all so sudden, and maybe Draconna’s view on killing was just a tad skewed being she was a dragon. Gentle person though she was. So the most important thing right then was not that her friend might have killed someone, but that her friend was freaking out. 

[thedemonicpunks]

Closed Starter

@pcssypcwer​

“Where’ve ya been hiding? Haven’t heard a peep from you in forever.”

[dangerous-times]

Friendly Faces

@pcssypcwer

Another rundown warehouse, another potential home for Chris to lounge in!

Thankfully it was quite the recent one, with how clean it seemed to be, and even had some intact windows (Mostly). There was still some power to be found in some of the old machinery, and with some junk, a barrel, scraps of paper, leftover fuel and a lighter...A makeshift fire!

A fine light for the oncoming night, Chris spying the approaching darkness from outside the window, with the sparkle of the dying sun’s light over the ridge of the towering structures. Good time to get the fire going, or he’d be wandering around mostly aimlessly, since only a very few amount of the lights did still work! Any food leftover was much too stale for his taste, and all the drink he could find was murky, green water in tankers...Hardly a suitable choice.

Thankfully, he kept provisions in his backpack, unfastening the zip as he lounged on a worn couch he knicked from the old workplace’s recreational space. A pleased smile shined as he fished out a tin of Mac N’ Cheese, a half-filled bottle of water, and the remaining cider can of his last six pack. A fine meal! 

But as he cooked the tin’s contents over his travel-sized pan, there was a surprise to be had.

CRACK.

Likely a break of glass on the floor, but it wasn’t the question of what it was that unsettled Chris...It was the fact of who set it off. Eyes peered over the edge of the fire to the direction of the sound, and a hand reached down slowly, fingers grazing over a worm-ridden piece of a 2x4. His best he’s got except for himself.

“Hey! This place was empty when I found it! If ya want tha’ fire...Ya welcome t’come closer, I got some food if that’s what ya after?” He hardly wanted to start a fight, especially after such a good find!

[addressyourarsenic-blog]

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Although difficult to see through her mask, it was clear the bettafish demon was smiling underneath it. There seemed to be a sword peeking from her fin sleeve, a katana. The blood dripped to the ground as she held it. 

“Lady Leviathan wanted his heart, so I am retrieving it,” she said, her voice soft, yet flat. She knelt down and ripped the man’s heart out with her other hand. 

“Vola is a lovely name. I am Ika. You say you can also fight? I am very interested in your physical prowess.”

[autumnal-protector-blog]

...There goes that sensation of being eyed again.

[bloodspatteredleaves]

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|| @ bloodspatteredleaves ||    “I mean, it…

@pcssypcwer

Scratching behind his flicking ear with his black and jade claws before answering, Lumos looks the demoness over. She’s the first interesting person he’s met in the last...two moons or ...months. Whatever the term was to people. Maybe? It had been a while in any case. 

“I’m Lumos,” he replies, looking her in the eyes “No last name. What about you, what’s your name? I haven’t seen anyone like you around here before. You visiting or planning on staking some territory as your own?”

[corvus-oculum]

tending wounds

@pcssypcwer cont. from a previous thread

“You know, I am very grateful that you desire to help. But let me make one thing perfectly clear; it is regrettable beyond belief that you are accounting for my mistakes. It was nothing short of careless to attempt to undertake a ritual without reading more into it than just a brief overview. Moreover, I sincerely hope that the injuries do not frighten you, but bear in mind that I am capable of sustaining damage that would cause death and decay in most organisms.”

She sighed softly and positioned herself to brace for whatever was coming, giving Vola a sincere hint of a smile.

“Thank you.”

[theycallmekaibara]

@pcssypcwer continued from Here

Finding a dead body had not been particularly high on Kaibara's to-do list today, and thus she breathed a heavy sigh of relief when the stranger's eyes fluttered open, only just managing to contain her surprise when her irises were revealed to be the color of ripe pumpkins. She leaned back quickly to allow the woman space as she righted herself, reaching out her hands just so in anticipation of the action not going as planned. The stranger seemed to be alright now, however, and conscious enough to be self conscious about her current state.

And conscious enough to startle a blush onto Kaibara's cheeks with her very first words. Sugar? She liked her already.

“Oh! Thank—Thank Goodness,” she stammered, the words fading away as the woman stood to her full, towering height. Thoroughly dazzled by Vola's Amazonian stature, it took Kaibara a moment to stand up, herself, and even then she had to lift her chin to meet the other woman's eyes. She reached a hand to accept and shake Vola's with a bashful grin, catching her lower lip between her teeth and peering up from beneath her lashes.

“Well, I kind of figured that coming across beautiful women unconscious and randomly strewn across the pavement was the stuff of fairytales, yet here we are.” she punctuated the statement with a giggle. “It's nice to meet you, Vola, strange as the circumstances may be. I'm Kaibara. Are you, er – are you alright to be standing up so quickly, just now?”

[herotried-a]

↕ + 7’7 ejfhjdjf tol

height differences || accepting.

5′4″ — 7′7″

     ❝ You make me feel like a child . ❞

[thecreaturecrossroads]

“Tell me” @Draconna (from vola)

If your muse snuck into my muse’s room. Mine would:

[x] Go back to sleep

[] Kick yours out

[x] Cuddle with yours

[] Be like “How in the world?”

[] Let yours sleep on the floor

[] Become angry

If your muse kissed mine (or hugged, depending upon character/gender). Mine would:

[] Kiss or hug yours back

[x] Smile and laugh

[] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable

[x] Push yours away Playfully

[] Be shocked

[] Strike yours

If your muse asked mine to go out with yours for a day. Mine would say:

[] No

[x] Yes

[] Most certainly not.

[] Without hesitation.

My muse finds your muse’s physical appearance:

[] Cute

[] Adorable

[] Attractive

[x] Beautiful/Handsome

[] Okay

[] Ugly

[] Am not going to grace this with an answerYour muse is to mine a:[] Stranger[] Acquaintance[x] Ally[x] Friend[] Lover[] Rival[] EnemyMy muse finds yours:[] Pathetic[] Off no consequence[] Intriguing[] Frightening[] Unsettling[] Annoying[] Infuriating[x] Pleasant company[x] Comforting[]  Unable to be lived without[x] Trustworthy

[thedemonicpunks]

@pcssypcwer liked for a starter through @frosthub

"Let me guess; you slipped off the trails and got lost too?” Dreamer had been out camping with her band but decided against following the marked trails. Thanks to her little bit of rebellion she’d gotten lost and hadn’t seen anyone for the past few hours.

[dangerous-times]

Voladea straight up just flicks Mister R directly on the back of his head. It is a complete mystery as to how she gained access to commit such an act! (pcssypcwer, for the anger meme dgdhjsk)

Flick.

Just give him a moment to register the incredulous nature of the action just committed upon his head.

Someone had just flicked his head, in his own office, without even a single alert or warning to be had. He’s going to fire whoever is his security, considering all the fools and wackos that keep slipping inside his facility. The mere thought of this annoyance brought a tired, strained exhale through his nostrils, whilst the pencil he held simply crumbled to pieces of fine lead and wood.

“When I turn around, you best be gone, or else that finger? I’m stuffing it down your throat.”

[pohocounty]

💛 - hateship ( enemies ) (pcssypcwer dgdhsjs)

two gays go head to head and end up slapping the fucking shit out of each other.  what happens next will shock you

[autumnal-protector-blog]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒.

TAGGED BY: @pcssypcwer TAGGING: @forsaken--aberration, @blue-feathered-dragon, @bluehaired-tales, @uxis-multimuse, and anyone else who wants to steal it!

Character: Lasair

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋. tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your kneesocks on.

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐐𝐔𝐄. dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colourless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂. chandeliers. the clink of a teacup. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair. watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble. sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.

𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋. compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.

[alseras]

✰  ABOUT YOUR MUSE

Muse: Persephone Autumnborn

✰   CLOTHES MAKE THE WOMAN

Do their bra and panties match consistently? Yes | No | Not applicable

Do they wash their makeup off before going to bed? Yes | Sometimes | No | Not applicable

Do they wear socks? Yes | No

What do they usually wear to bed? Nothing | Undergarments | Pyjamas | Whatever they were wearing that day | Tomorrow’s clothes

Are they – Fashion over function | Function over fashion | Trendy but values function too

Their clothes are usually… Stained | Raggedy | Like new | Well worn | Depends on the clothing

✰   FINANCES? LET’S SEE

How do they handle their money? Blows through the entire paycheck | Sets some money aside, spends the rest as needed over time | Holds onto it as long as possible, spending here and there | Lives past their means

How do they handle their bills? Sets aside bill money each cheque | Pays them right away | Pays them last minute | They’re frequently overdue

What are they most likely to buy? Food | Clothes | Hobby supplies | Work supplies | Trinkets | Movies | Games | Bills | Spend it on others (loved ones) | Charity | Books |Alcohol | Drugs | Technology

✰   AN APPLE A DAY

How often do they get exercise? Frequently, as a hobby | Frequently, from work |Somewhat, from a hobby | Somewhat, from work | Never

Do they drink? Always | Often | Somewhat | On rare occasions | When upset / nervous / emotional / depressed | Never

Do they do drugs of any kind? Addicted | Yes | Sometimes | Recovering Addict | No

Do they smoke? Frequently | Yes | Sometimes | Ex-Smoker | Fights temptations | No

What ailments do they have? Blind | Deaf | Physical handicap | Bipolar | DID |Gender dysphoria | Depression | Anxiety | Learning disability | Asthma | Food allergies | Other allergies | Insomnia | Migraines | Mute | Epilepsy | Malnourishment | Obesity |

✰   EDUCATION MATTERS

What education have they reached? None | Elementary/Primary | Middle/Secondary | High/Tertiary | College, bachelors | College, masters | GDA | Workforce training

Do they frequently learn new skills? Yes | On occasion | Only as needed | Not usually

How do they learn best? Visually | By ear | Hands-on | Logically | Socially | On their own

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[corvus-oculum]

@pcssypcwer

“I swear to the skies above, what have you fed him? He’s been hopping about like some sort of weasel this entire morning.”