#resonantnature

[berthindeath]

@resonantnature liked for a dialogue starter

“ I don’t always use death magic—I have layers, you know. “

[bloodofoldtevinter]

@resonantnature liked for a starter(vinelle/uri)

"Is it all of Antiva that disdains walking along the streets?" Uri huffed softly as she tried to catch her breath. She had come from a life of luxury and admittedly very sedentary since she was a scholar. With Rook and the others she was getting a workout that she really didn't ask for.

"I also could've stayed in the casino? Won us some money." The soles of her boots were absolutely ruined from all this jumping

[nekrotisch]

@resonantnature asked:

flower, sender gives receiver a flower. ( from vinelle ^^)

Actions Speak Louder Than Words || Accepting

Cassandra was surprised by the action, her hand reaching out to expect the flower. She wasn't familiar with it so she didn't want to touch it to gingerly incase it was poisonous.

"It's beautiful." she said with a smile as she held it carefully. "Arlathan has some of the prettiest flowers I've ever seen,"

[dcvium]

@resonantnature liked for a starter.

"The hardest thing in this world is to live in it."

[redriighthand]

now i have a machine gun. (from audrey!)

die hard // always accepting.

@resonantnature | audrey.

"point that machine gun anywhere but at me," rose smiles at the woman, moving closer to hold her arms. she moves the woman's arms and points the gun at a near by bottle. "aim, audrey." she instructs softly, pressing her face into the woman's shoulder and her hands slide up audrey's arms, pushing her elbow in slightly.

"SHOOT."

[bloodedhearts]

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜ ( namara @ fenris )

An Assortment of Dialogue Prompts | Accepting | @resonantnature

Fenris wants to be focused more than anything else. Everything is a mess right now, with these two ancient gods free and hurting people all the time. The Venatori are everywhere in Minrathous. Solas also probably hasn't given up on his plan to destroy the Veil, even if that's on hold for now since he's trapped. But he killed Varric and it can't leave Fenris' mind. The dwarf could be annoying sometimes, but he was a friend, and loyal companion to everyone he has worked with, and that's way too unfair. He can't stop thinking about it.

"I am alright. Don't worry about me," he assures politely before he lets a sigh escape his mouth. "Rook... If you need me on the battlefield, my blade is yours."

[relamb]

A hand reaches into the left pocket of her duster, shuffling through collected junk before it finds the carton of cigarettes. They fiddle, settling on one before Acacia lights it up and takes a drag.

She's standing in the streets only taking it all in. The glimmering fluorescents provide a nauseating sense of comfort to Acacia. She once managed to get her hands on a fake passport to the strip. What kind of person wants to spend money for entry somewhere? she'd say to herself. The reality was she wanted inside the Securitron guarded gates: to see what laid beyond, what the whispers of House and co. were about.

Ultimately, it was disappointing. The sin-filled casinos of New Vegas starkly juxtaposed to destitute streets on the opposite end. She almost couldn't stomach it, and yet, you'd rather find yourself protected than at the hands of scoundrels.

A voice calls out and Acacia turns her head to attention. A compliment is extended and Acacia gives a smile, though it falters at the mention of a shop. Something similar to kindness remains. but she's no fool. She knows how these things go. "Does it cost money to look?"

⌈ audrey | @relamb ⌋

Audrey doesn't leave the Ultra-Luxe very often. It's technically against their contract with Mr. House, outside of meetings and emergencies, but the Securitrons aren't advanced enough to recognize them without a mask. She's not the only one who makes her escapes; every family on the Strip has their own espionage operation.

Each casino has its own charms that keeps gamblers in and leaves the others with one less patron. Sometimes an undercover Chairman might throw a fit about unfair odds or an Omerta will start a fight with an unsuspecting Wastelander. The White Gloves are, of course, far more subtle in their little excursions- the fear of missing out is their bread and butter.

Her purposes are less vindictive, however. The only issue with The Diamond is that it's located on the second floor of the Ultra-Luxe. No one ever makes it that far unless they're staying the night. She can't have that, so she dolls herself up as nicely as she can, puts on her very best dress, and turns up the charm. Time to advertise.

Outside of Gommorah, she notices an interesting-looking stranger make her way through the gate. Oh, this one might be perfect. She waits for the woman to come a bit closer before she sets off in her direction, putting on her best smile. " Aren't you a pretty thing? " she says as she approaches. " Oh, your eyes... I have just the thing back at my shop! "

[blightworn]

WE SHALL BE MONSTERS. independent original dragon age character. written by violet. follows from @resonantnature.

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[docktowns]

psst. idk if any of you rp but if so i'm @resonantnature

so MAYBE i logged into my decade old rp blog and cleared out all of the stuff for a revamp. possibly. that might've occurred.

[nekrotisch]

@resonantnature sent:

Name: Vinelle de Riva Age: Thirty-five Do you like to cuddle?: It brings me more joy than most things in this world. Can we make-out?: [ You can make out a 'Y', but the line is too smudged to read. ] A night in or dinner out?: A night in; we do enough running around. Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Chocolate covered cherries. What makes you a good Valentine?: I'll serenade you Would you cook for me?: I'll do you one better- Lucanis lost to me in Wicked Grace so he owes me a favor ♡ Would you let me cook for you?: By all means.

Valetine's Day Applications || Accepting

"I wouldn't even subject Solas to my cooking."

A Pause, is that red on her cheeks.

"Accepted, but let's see how the date goes before making any promises."

[berthindeath]

Violet hues launch to the ceiling, her legs dangling off the back of the sofa in the library with an exasperated sigh leaving her lips. " I also have storm magic, to be fair. " She raises her brows emphatically, almost indignant. " But you need me at my most powerful so—of course I use my necromantic abilities. "

⌈ namara ⌋

She gives a skeptical grin. " Maybe this misunderstanding is something to think about, Gwen. Why, oh why, would I make such a grave error? "

[redriighthand]

❝ don't tempt me with your promises. ❞ ( audrey @ rose ! )

CALL ME A SINNER. // always accepting.

@resonantnature // audrey.

"promises of what?" to free new vegas? promises of a meal shared between gal pals? she doesn't know what she'd promised audrey, her mind foggy from the alcohol. she leaned into the couch, burying her face against the supposed velvet. it was soft, soft like she was supposed to be and soft like audrey seemed to be.

"i just wanna get out of here, audrey. i promise i will."

[bloodedhearts]

"My mind is always doing fine on the battlefield." At least Fenris wants to think so. He's good at remaining concentrated on his enemies; it's like he can disconnect his brain from his thoughts and focus on his blade. Maybe it's because of his past, of how he was used as a weapon. But the truh is that he's not doing that well. Varric deserved so much more. It's unfair. And no one has time to grieve properly because there's too much going on.

He forces a brief smirk before he gently shakes his head. "I appreciate your concerns, but there is nothing to be said. We have a lot to do if we want to stop these so-called elven gods." Talking won't bring Varric back.

⌈ namara | continued from here | @bloodedhearts ⌋

" Your blade is only as sharp as your mind, " Namara counters, though her tone is gentle. She can only imagine a fraction of what he's going through; life is bizarre, the odds are slim, and their mutual friend is no longer here to make it feel possible. We can do this. We have to do this. The constant mantra plays in her mind as she considers what to say. She still isn't accustomed to leadership, to being the one who has to rally the troops. At times, she feels more suited for god-wrangling than having a conversation. No one has left yet, however, so she's counting her wins.

" Fenris... if you need to talk to someone, I'm here, " she offers with a small smile.

[blightworn]

#BLIGHTWORN — independent dragon age original character. written by violet. 30. cst. follows from @resonantnature. body horror will be present and untagged (in text descriptions; images will be tagged appropriately). open for plotting and asks.

⌈ carrd. about. images. headcanons. prompts. ⌋

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writer information: hello! my name is violet. i've been roleplaying off and on since i was eleven, and i was bit by the bug to return to tumblr rp after many years away.

[nekrotisch]

@resonantnature asked:

FMK Emmrich, Myrna, and Vorgoth

Fuck, Marry, Kill || Accepting

No Pause.

"Fuck Myrna, Marry Emmrich, Kill Vorgoth."