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[pesky-pesky-bird]

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Disclaimer: This blog is NOT the real Grian! just a rp blog!!

Other blogs are welcome to interact!! Both hermitcraft/life series and not!

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.*✧Player Info:

Grian Scott Minecraft

⨳ Hermitcraft member!

⨳ life series admin :)

⨳ bi & gender fluid! 🏳️‍⚧️ (Cough transphobes fuck off cough)

⨳ ADHD!

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.*✧Rp Info:

⨳ Grian is half syren half avian. Sometimes shows one trait, sometimes the other, most often hides both

⨳ Author is a HUUUGE Grumbo shipper so any Mumbo blogs 👀

⨳ In my au, Evo is canon :3

⨳ Grian's got slight anger issues tho he tends to hide it (aka, might come off rude sometimes. Apologizing in advance!)

⨳ in my au, no one's forced to do the life series so. Yeag

⨳ any season!!!

⨳ if the intro looks familiar I'm the @ask-ce-grian mod n I just copied the format LOL

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.*✧Tag system:

#🧨 Pesky bird - Posts

#✉️ letter for you! - asks

#💞 like a clingy girlfriend! - hermit/traffic shipping

#👁️ Watcher Spire - ooc posts! (Ooc tags in ic posts will be prefaced with 👁️ooc//)

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.*✧Banner art credit: @applestruda

.*✧Pfp art credit: @sproutellini

[thegreatyin]

wait a wedding????

oh? you didn't know?

the scoundrel and scientist are engaged :)

[krtart]

Expression Prompts | 2024

I took some expression art prompts over on my rp blog a while back! Took the chance to experiment with gradient maps a bit. Also with trying to learn how to draw lips. xD

Alice and Chester both belong to and were prompted by @jxsmine-skye, while Phosa and Linast belong to me and were prompted by @clownboyskingdom !

[unexpectedbrickattack]

i saw u get an ask about pizzano hi! we are deffos low on characterization atm, but sugary spire DotCom (pizelles personal blog) does have a really good scene with him that i think explains most of his deal really fast (unlke the noise, hes just insane because hes like that; the tv network has nothing to do with it)

Elaborate please. Bc my first thought was you referring me to an ask-blog/rp-blog and i do Not engage w those kinds of blogs AT ALL. But it looks like ur just referring me to a website?? And i am um. Not going to just visit a site bc an anon told me to 😭

[lultimagoccia]

Make Me Feel .

Send “ Make Me Feel ” for me to randomly generate a number between 1 and 100 to write a starter based on a prompt. [ x ]

25. my muse sings yours a song.

she always took such good care of him. so, for tonight, pizzano wanted to pamper her for a change. her usual bun was unfurled, the actor combing his fingers and a brush through her hair, working out any knots with surprising gentleness, given his immense strength.

and as he worked, he sang softly:

" ♫ what a wicked game to play, to let me feel this way, what a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you ... ♩ "

[analog-variety-hour]

First Ever Commercial Break! (Promo!)

Hello hi and welcome! This is the Analog Variety Hour, a multi-muse, double, crossover and au friendly rp blog! You can read up on our rules and muse list if you would like to know more about us and our muses in-depth! We look forward to being around and trying to write as much as we can!! We write for Sugary Spire, Resident Evil 7, and Kamen Rider right now! Mostly just because we want to start out small, but the list will grow with time!!! (WE FOLLOW AND LIKE FROM @tatoba-combo ! THIS IS A SIDE BLOG!)

[justashadetalkative]

@magicmonstersandmischief asked:

© - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere (Kriss, probably guiding Diamond through a crowded area)

(Manhandling symbols | Accepting!)

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This wasn't the ideal way for Diamond to be guided, at least from a logistics standpoint, but he trusted Kriss. And there was something to be said for the closer physical contact. He settled a companionable arm around the demon's shoulders, smiling faintly as he listened to the babble of the crowded market around them. "So, are you going to actually tell me where we're going at some point, or am I expected to start guessing?"

[ask-neo-three]

world-ending threats want me, salmonids fear me

[purevaniilla]

The Abyss swallowed him whole.The darkness invaded his core staining his once shining light easily snuffing it out.The fall seemed to go on forever in the process when it truth it happened in mere minute. As the Jester waited the darkness let him go finally.Landed in the other's arms he took his first breath.No longer the same cookie as before.His attire changed from it's once bright white and gold symbolizing the light he was known for to a dark blue and gold.The darkside of the moon greeted him fondly in this change. Eyes fluttered open as if he had been sleeping for a long time his eyes held a dark shine.White pupils seen with a light blue glow.The cookie blinked a few times feeling reborn.The power he held before seemed like a tiny droplet compared to now. Looking up at his savior now being the perfect puppet as the other wanted.A hand raised to touch the other's face.

".....I see now how blind I was.."

"Do not fear the Abyss! Let it take you!"

His voice echoed after Pure Vanilla Cookie. He would catch him at the bottom, but only once he accepted the darkness. And indeed.. the Jester would vanish from his perch above, reappearing far in the court yards below.

He was waiting, patiently.. quietly.

The grasping hands of darkness coiled around Pure Vanilla Cookie. They did not tear into him, rather cradled him as he fell. After all.. he had accepted the Jester's hand before, he had walked with him, accepted his fate.

It was almost as if the abyss itself was welcoming the healer into it's embrace. It had been waiting for him all this time.

Shadow Milk floated about the garden below the spire and he waited. He would be catching the healer once the darkness let him go.

All the while he happily hummed to himself.

"Hmmm... Three... a-two... one!"

[krtart]

Art Fight 2023 | 11 - Consultations

The plan was to discuss Theos's interdimensional breach, the mechanics of their between-dimension laboratory, and any potential parallels with the Spire's nature.

In practice, Clemcy keeps getting distracted asking Theos about their alchemy. xD

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A revenge chain with @ausp-ice !

Chain: (1) | (2) | (3: You are here) | (4)

[Backup ID: A digital illustration of a group of people conversing at a table, with a hologram displayed before them. The people are Diamond, Theos, and Clemcy; the hologram displays one of Theos's alchemical creations, Iniat. Diamond is an old thin white human with a scruffy white beard; he is pinching the bridge of his nose with a frown, and tapping at the table with his other hand. Theos is a graceful humanoid being with a featureless face, a white robe, gold detailing across their body, long braided white hair, and black tentacles sprouting from their back; they are gesturing animatedly as they explain their creation. Clemcy is a humanoid alien with dark skin, very sharp teeth, and tentacles in place of hair; he is smiling with intrigued delight, his hands steepled in front of his face. End ID.]

[wolfesona]

LORE SPOILERS FOR TIMELINE CLASH PT 2

Mod notes are in Green

For @ask-elliot-doorman-fam Timeline clash RP

Shuriken's solver form...

So the story about how Shuriken got his wicked solver form? Surprisingly it's not from Uzi, though she and N did help.

Of course we all know that Uzi has the solver while N just has a base program of the solver, hence his need for oil, animalistic attitude, etc. So they passed it down, on to Shuriken and Terra. Though Shuriken has a more "volatile" version of the solver (aka more suitable for the Absolute Solver to enter the host's mind). While Terra just has the regular base program.

But here is where things get interesting... ( sorry for all the J fans out there TwT):

When Shuriken was only a wee little six year old, he wanted to explore outside. But because Terra was a newborn, Uzi nor N could go so Shuriken snuck out ( classic Doorman sneaking out). He explored to the corpse spire, and he was scared by the dead bodies (as a normal six year old is?). But a voice inside his head was telling him to go inside, that it will keep him safe. This voice is the AS (Absolute Solver), preying on Shuriken's curiosity. And because he was a kid, he trusted the AS to keep him safe.

Wrong move. As it turns out, the AS was luring the boy to J, who has gone insane after her fall in the EP8 battle. Since J worked with the AS, in my AU they came up with a backup plan before the aforementioned battle to use if Cyn were to have her heart taken out (which obviously she did). So J and the AS created a virus for the next potential host if the drone who got captured by was suitable enough (which Shuriken was).

And so Shuriken got attacked by J, with J implanting the virus in his chest, infecting him with the AS completely. He haphazardly flies away to a nearby cave and basically has a seizure as the AS begins manifesting in his mind.

As he is writhing and screaming in pain on the floor, the former other hosts of the Solver are dumped in his head as voices, such as Doll, Yeva, Cyn, and Tessa ( though Tessa wasn't a host, her spirit got trapped in the AS metaverse, a universe where the AS controls everything).

After the pain settles down, He hears from the AS that it can help him use his newfound powers and become a god, but Shuriken refused (bro you lured him into a trap and now you want to take over??). Instead, he makes a deal with the AS to only possess and use his body at night so no one gets hurt ( in theory...). So, the AS reluctantly agrees to his terms.

After ten minutes Uzi flies in worried sick, searching for her son for hours and finds a now exhausted and almost knocked out Shuriken. She is extremely worried, checking out all the bloody wounds and scratch marks on his body, wondering who did this to him. Then she sees the solver symbol flicker on his visor, giving her the impression that he inherited her curse. Uzi breaks down, crying in the cave, hugging her now AS- infected son blaming herself for "giving him" the AS and for not finding him sooner.

Uzi carries her son home, and N learns about the incident. He also blames himself for not being there for Shuriken when he needed him most, wondering "what kind of a dad does that make me?".

Shuriken wakes up to his crying mother and father, and feels guilty for everything that happened. So he tells them that it's not their fault, and he should have never snuck out in the first place. (then they have a big hug fest to bury yet another trauma.)

And so ten years go by without an incident. Shuriken starts high school with good grades, but his is a loner like Uzi ( there is just something off about him I guess. DW he has friends tho), and somehow lands Lizzy and Thad's daughter, Brianna as his girlfriend. He gets into his "angsty teen phase" and gets into music ( EDM loverr).

But recently the AS grew stronger. His changing body, teenage hormones ( lol, how can drones have hormones? whaat?), and his past trauma is giving him a weaker resolve on who he is as a person. So the AS takes it's chance to possess him more, but so far only when there are dead bodies or spilled oil from a wound.

And that's where we are at right now. Feel free to comment!

[milk-and-trickery]

The scenery flashing, corrupting each time, all before they fell through the roof and landed in one of their many libraries within the spire. Colliding with the checkered floors. How long had it been since he'd actually walked through these aisles of tomes. How long had he touched their endless, boundless...

Knowledge..

Even as Shadow Milk went on about how there was no witches to seal them, something.. something came to mind.

And he fell oddly silent. The other would know that look, a look of realization. but was it the one they were thinking of? That he was right?

Blueberry Yogurt released Shadow Milks collar and pulled himself up, dusting his robes off as he.. looked out at the library.

The many days he spent pouring over tomes in a frantic search. It had been when he first heard his friends falling. How one by one it was getting worse.

". . . The Beast-Binding Ritual.." He finally muttered before his gaze snapped at Shadow Milk.

"The very thing 'We' slaved so hard over before-" Before he himself failed, and locked the ritual away out of fear of another finding it. Or.. a contingency if he regained lucidity.

"Haha..." A smile curled onto the scholars face as he looked to his other.

"For the first time.. You're wrong. There is a way to stop 'Us'.. And it was MADE by our own hands."

Tumbling around the mindspace with the other as the world shift and change along with them showing the fight for control.How the scenery goes from the other's library to his distorted spire.The chaos running free corrupting the layout.All while he laughed and laughed in the other's face. With the other bringing up past events he did frown remembering the rage from before.How that pesty cookie ruined his first act by going off script.Annoying but it didn't derail his master plans not one itty bitty bit.Once again underneath the scholar he reached out to poke at their head.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❛Haha outsmart moi?You are so so silly.The seal is beyond repair and the pathetic bunch you set your hopes on is the losing side.We will be revived,and the world will be ours again.There is no one to stop us,no witches no second rate thieves that have our soul jams...Not even you,you poor relic of a past. ❜

[deedah]

//non canon to lore rp pls? *yippie eyes at yu*//

*G-O ran on the snow from the dissembly chasing after. Her right after escaping the cult she couldnt find X anywhere*

@glorious-owl / @serial-designation-g-o

(btw I am going to bed soon but I can continue it tomorrow)

*F watched her closely from the shadows as she made sure all her lights were turned off. She had started to hunt the strange disassembly drone aster they invaded in her spire*

[[Also, F will be my profile pic soon-ish, I’m still posing her in blender and working on the lighting]]

[rfpetals]

Phosphorescence - A HnK AU RP

Hello rocks of the world! I'm looking for participants for my Land of the Lustrous/Houseki no Kuni AU text-based roleplay on Discord!

~Synopsis~

When the sixth meteor struck the Earth, a single city was left. Once humanity split into the three descendants, the Bone returned to their ancestors’ home. Adamant, Earth’s prayer machine, took in and nurtured the Gems in the ruined city’s silver spires. The Gems in return protected him from the Lunarians that so desperately sought Adamant’s prayer. After 12,000 years of trial and error, the Lunarians had reached their breaking point and destroyed the machine. The Gems managed to salvage his Eye, which gave the Spirit a newfound hope.

The Lunarian Princess came down to the Earth and told the Gems that if they found the Six Treasures and presented the Spirit with a Human, they would no longer abduct their kind. The Gems, who had no knowledge of Humanity and the Treasures, nor no longer had the guidance of their Master, were left confused and lost. The Gems argued, which escalated into brutal fights. The Bone who seeked to assist the Lunarians and find the Human, stayed within the city, while those who desired a peaceful life with reflection, retreated to the forests outside.

The Inner City gems, known as the Vitreous, swore to protect their Outer City siblings, who became known as the Brilliants. The Brilliants in turn swore to provide supplies and aid to the Vitreous. The Gems split, and for 5,000 years, the two factions lived in peace. The Lunarians, however, began to grow impatient, and on one summer day, decided to give the Gems a push…

In this roleplay, you'll be able to create your own Gem OC and have them join one of two factions:

~The Brilliants~

The Brilliants are the peaceful and devoted Gems of the Outer City. The Lunarians do not visit them as often as the Vitreous, so they've found the time to develop a deep passion for art. They live in the Camp in the middle of the forest, where they refine their skills and spend time together. They're on the quest for the Six Treasures.

~The Vitreous~

The Vitreous are the determined and tough Gems of the Inner City. They constantly fight the Lunarians and must always strive to become stronger versions of themselves. They've made their base in an abandoned Atrium and protect the Eye of Adamant. They're on the quest for the Human.

Here's the link if you are interested:

Thank you!

[ask-the-demi-primarchs]

RP STARTER

@corsair-princess-nenime

The gardens of the Imperial palace were teeming with plant life. This far inside, there were few workers and even fewer servants — a perfect place for Pyrrha to hide.

The girl was kneeling in the grass, a plastic box of wooden building pieces overturned in front of her as she built. She’d even sketched out a basic plan of her little fortress, a miniature version of some western towers of the Imperial Palace. (Unfortunately, Uncle Perturabo would never let her borrow any of his tools, and her own father Vulkan was gone much too often to ask him).

Pyrrha craned down as she moved to place a final block near the top of one tower, a spire carved as a mirror to the real tower the piece was made for. Her hands were shaking slightly from how much she was focusing, but with a careful *click*, the piece fit just right.

[justashadetalkative]

Being gone was, it turned out, a deeply unpleasant experience.

It felt much like the first instant of falling; like a missed step at the top of a staircase in the dark, and the stomach-dropping realization that reality was neither what nor where it was supposed to be. 

But where such a swooping dread would normally resolve into either solid ground or the clarity of free-fall, this seemed to stretch out interminably. Time stood still, or raced forward — became in some way both impossible to track and intolerably noticeable, a breathless instant that lasted an eternity. 

At some point, reality reasserted itself as if it had never left. The pair found themselves with ground beneath their feet and no sense of impact for the arrival; found themselves in the center of a dim room that hushed with the silence of an empty concert hall.

But the sensation of never-actually-falling kept going, for all that time was once more countable. It dragged on for two seconds—five— almost ten before it finally began to fade. 

A massive metal spiral surrounded them, terminating at a point high above their heads. They stood on a circular platform that supported the metal structure. The platform’s entire surface was subtly textured with a mosaic of wooden tiles, and the distant walls of the room held a honeycomb lattice structure in the same rich brown as the platform. 

There were no doors in sight. Doc and Ophelia appeared to be entirely alone.

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Somewhere, silent alarms rang. Everywhere, an attention divided and refocused.

✦˖° @justashadetalkative a new home !!!

ᯓ🧪💜˖° It was like any other day in Nowhere, Colorado: bright, beautiful, and maybe a bit boring, too— which should have been a red flag all in itself.

Yet, the two who now shared a family name were none the wiser on what was to come. Why would they expect anything less than great for today? It was a day of celebration!

Ophelia giggled oh-so-full of glee as she hovered all around Doc, who couldn’t help the smile plastered on his face nor his own chuckles. Her happiness was far too infectious not to join in on the merriment.

It had been one whole year since they’ve been planetside; ever since they crashed down from the stars above, now safe and sound in a home of their own making. It called for celebration, Doc decided! No matter whatever guilt swallowed him whole. This wasn’t about him. 

This was about her, and she deserved to make happy memories.

The place was picked out. Some hole-in-the-wall eatery far across the map, which made up for its bad service with cheap food and an incredible view of those very same stars. Coordinates were punched into the Snapshot’s keypad, and as both of them pointed the camera together and clicked— a swirl of colors shot out a portal in front of them.

But that’s when it all went wrong, wasn’t it?

The portal hummed with a spike of unstable energy. It’s usual bubbly flow flickered erratically as sparks crackled along the edges of the light’s ring. Then, the hum distorted into a deep resonance that shook the floorboard beneath and toppled nearby memorabilia off of shelves and tables.

What once shimmered in a whirlpool of iridescents at its central void soon twisted into a chaotic clash of colors. The hum spiked into a deafening roar. Thin arcs of lightning lashed out and scorched the walls while the air all around grew thick and hot when it pulled gravity inward like a vacuum.

With one final flash of light followed by an ear-shattering crack, the Snapshot’s portal imploded and sent a shockwave outward.

The room was plunged into nothingness, except for the faint echo of fallen debris and the acrid stench of burnt ozone. Only a smoldering circle remained where the portal once was; the wood walls and floorboard singed by the blast.

Doc and Ophelia ... were gone.