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@polyodynos ( closed starter. )
He’s heard of similar things before, similar people, similar powers; but nothing like this. It is close, oh so terribly close, yet out of his reach should he even attempt to take it. Grappling with the complexities of the situation, he finds himself back on the Xianzhou Luofu, retracing ancient steps, following the path he has taken a million times before. Up one road, down the next alley, the sound of the soles of his shoes hitting the ground with every step echoing in between houses.
He isn’t alone when he finally returns to a bigger street, blending into the background of locals that swarm the place with chatter and laughter. Ren has one goal, quite the simple one in fact, and he is close enough to achieve it that he can practically taste the bloody outcome it could have. Could, but won’t. It’s nothing but a mystical masochism cultivated by years of punishment he has fed this body, this soul, this mind consumed by mara.
It happens faster than planned, leaving no room for his prey to interject and stop him. Fingers curl around a much more slender wrist, pulling her into him. He is calm, calculated and moves without rushing, making sure there is not a single witness left behind before he drags her into the nearest alley.
“Yumina.”
Her name rolls off his tongue with ease, as though he is calling out for a response or the solution to his indefinite darkness. She could very well be it, at least from what he’s heard, and the whispers are rarely wrong even when infused with filthy venom from the mara.
“Say, how heavy of a burden is that secret that you keep & how far are you willing to go to keep it just between us?”
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"Mr. Mark, are you feeling alright? You look like you might be suffering from a case of updog." :( For innie Mark! // from @polyodynos
At first, Mark assumes Yumina's about to say something about his face or other part of his body, and he braces himself like he would with any of Dylan's sharp-tongued barbs.
So the mention of a sickness stops him.
"What?"
'Updog'. There aren't very many things that aren't already in his outie's lexicon, so the confusion is... new.
"What's updog?"
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@polyodynos : (x)
“Tell you what, why don’t you give it a shot and find out for yourself? Free of charge this time around but you’ll have to pay like everyone else if you want more.”
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"Do you have everything you need for your trip?" - @polyodynos
“Beacons and supplies for the ride? Yes, I do believe that’s everything.” He could understand Yumina’s concerns, the Genius Society weren’t exactly the easiest collection of people to try and work with. Didn’t matter, supply runs like this were fairly basic.
Or at least basic according to what his own experience was going by. Still, the logistics weren’t much different than back in the day back home. Though Welt figured there were fairly much less chances of espionage and needing to try and kidnap a person...
“You’ll be entrusted to watch the train for the time being. Don’t worry, we’ll be back before you know it.”
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@polyodynos replied to your post “NOT THAT I LIKE BEING A NAG. But I gotta vent a...”:
I think we should make a new tag but call it something like hsr rp regular style or hsrrprs.
@swordstance replied to your post “NOT THAT I LIKE BEING A NAG. But I gotta vent a...”:
for HSR, I think #indie hsr rp works a little better for searching
Hold on now! Liking these ideas right here! Something that's enough to throw off the main wave, and for it to get easily lost in the search function so the original clutter doesn't proceed to catch on. Low activity on the one swordstance posted up, while poly's here would be a fresh slate.
It'll be a good starting mark.
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Auction #1 @kafkaisms 's winner is...
@amourem ( with 8,000 credits ! )
Auction #2 @polyodynos 's winner is...
@dupliciti ( with 100 credits ! )
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"Why do we always have to deal with a high-control group and the evils of capitalism when we come to Penacony?" Yumina's so tired, and she's been holding it in all day.
Dan Heng's arms cross lightly, anchoring his hand as he brushes the end of his chin. "These are the sort of people that frequent this planet, I'm afraid.
"When your main commodity is dreams and there's a high entry price to get to it, it eliminates income diversity among clientele."
It doesn't occur to him that Yumina may just be asking for the sake of emotional regulation. Dan Heng's brows furrow, thoughtful as ever.
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@polyodynos asked: ''You don't need to apologize—you didn’t do anything wrong." // I tweaked a prompt a little.
There's a soft huff of disbelief as he hears the other speak, and with a shake of his head, he offers a crooked smile. "Can't say I've heard that one much, recently," he murmurs, more so to himself, but it doesn't matter if he's heard. He'd drawn the gun on her, after all. Sure, he wasn't expecting anyone around while he went to check on some of the traps Daryl had laid out for him to utilize, but he feels badly.
"Are you on your own?" he finally asks as he opens the third to last trap, groaning again as he sees it's empty, too. Shane spares a glance to the stranger as he resets the trap, offering a soft smile. "If I managed to snag anything, I'll be happy to share."
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"Why do you get free soil? D:"
" — i can hook you up with my dealer but it'll cost you. up-front payments by the way. 6000 credits for one handful of soil. cough 'em up."
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@polyodynos sent : 👫and i’ll write four headcanons i have about our muse’s relationship
001. they follow her around like a dog when they have NOTHING better to do. no, there is no distinct reason why they do what they do ( ... ) they just like knowing what yumina is doing and pestering her. besides, the company is nice. they do not do much asides from leaning on her shoulder while tapping along their phone anyway or ABSENTMINDEDLY pointing at a food stall mid-trip to get a bite to eat for the two of them.
002. they fetch her ITEMS from the trash. no, everywhere, actually. if there is something remotely interesting, chances are, they will come back to her with the item in hand & hold it up to her face UNBLINKINGLY until yumina shows a positive and negative reaction to what they deem to be her present. sometimes it can be something nice like a fragrant honey-tree branch, other times ( or in most cases, for this matter ) it is a dumb little trinket like a broken dreamcatcher from the bin that is haphazardly sanitized.
003. asks constantly for her opinion on their battle stance. they like the thought of LOOKING COOL in the battlefield as per march's suggestion & they rely on her opinion to make them appear smooth.
004. they offer to eat the food that she does not like or does not seem to be TOO interested in consuming. their stomach is much like a void and there are worst things that they have eaten - besides, chances are, they won't even FLINCH upon consumption.
#polyodynos#sorry yumina theyre a little (very) strange#ans. / the heeds to your calls.#introspec. / labyrinth of your mind.
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@polyodynos : Don't.
Come now. Do I look like a people-eater to you?
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@polyodynos - starter call
"I finished dusting around the lounge seats in the hall, though I think a certain someone forgot that animal-like hair's always going to keep being found." A beat. "Please aah--don't tell them I said that."
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"Caelus, remember your training! The second rule of trailblazing is not caring what random people think!"
"If that was any random person that would've been the end of that forever ago. Dealing with more of a thorn in my side than anything else." He admits without a shred of hesitation.
"And it won't see any proper conclusions unless I headbutt that matter directly. I can't go caring about people being concerned about that in the meantime either."
@polyodynos
#polyodynos#| Shuttle Mail#Just a lil bit more complicated then that!#you could say there's a lil-- chaotic history LOL#but also welcome aboard!
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Her attempts to evade the Aeon's notice would sadly prove to be in vain. For the Thousand-Handed Merciful Medicus has eyes and ears everywhere.
Magpie feathers gently drift to the ground when they lowered their head to gaze upon her patiently.
@polyodynos
Oh. Oh this is bad. Um, maybe if she stands still, THEY won't notice her? It won't hurt to try.
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which subtle way of saying "i love you" are you?
"you're the exception"
your emotional walls have walls. seriously, you've guarded yourself so well, you sometimes forget how to look over your own walls and see the beauty of the world outside the safety of the protection you've set up. you forget how to escape the confines you built for yourself, that is, but some people (some incredibly rare people) somehow know their way through that intricate maze of walls and thorns around you. they're the exception, and terrifying as it might be at first, you'll let them know eventually. you smile at them where you'd scowl at another. you crack a joke where you'd usually stay quiet. you find yourself opening up more than you'd ever imagined. don't tear your fortress down if you don't want to, but maybe try to build your loved ones a little home inside it instead. you don't have to be alone. you deserve better than being alone in there.
tagged: @polyodynos tagging: @bloodypuzzle @stingslikeabee @rogueprnce.
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Hands Ren a sedated and anesthetized cat cake. "Go on."
" i know what i said i'd do but honestly i don't know if i want to. he's just sleeping, i can't bite him when he looks like that. "
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