#v. undetermined
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How things seemed to always change for the worse, when it came to Hayden's destiny.
"Listen here, shit-stain, I don't care how big you are. Give us your paperwork or else."
Threats made to Hayden could often be overlooked, few people posed true danger to him. Was that arrogance to think? No. It was a simple truth, one that was backed up by a lifetime. At times he could allow the poor manners of a hooligan to unanswered, it wasn't like they could stop him.
His hand moved with speed that betrayed his size, fingers closing around the jaw and mouth of the man. His vicelike grip tense as he raised the man into the air with an arm, their legs kicking as they tried to resist Hayden. Their hands going to grasp at the thick arm of the soldier-warrior.
"Preying upon weary travelers is a dangerous profession." He'd remark dryly, raising the man higher in the air until he was several feet off the ground to the astonishment of his compatriots. The absurdity of the situation giving them all pause, to which Hayden used by taking a step to the side. His arm would tense as he began to fling the body of the robber towards his allies, causing them to crash onto one another tumbling to the ground like a set of bowling pins.
Hayden smiled, a thin thing, at the display.
That smile soon faded as his head turned, to stare at the stranger who had been watching. What the fuck was he? A sideshow for the viewing pleasure of people?
"You trying to step up too?"
@soulsbetrayed
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Just a little open starter ( mutuals only ofc )
"If you keep looking at me like that, then I might start getting hungry."
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"Have you stood in your homeland with it soaked in the blood of your countrymen? Ten thousand men, died or wounded. Bleeding out in mud, choking on soiled water. I was a boy. I was boy killing other boys. Killing men."
"I do not regret it. However, my soul is tainted. I shall never know peace."
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Jack just leans against his ( invisible ) hovercraft while watching the party. He doesn’t have the nerve to really approach strangers at a party not about him. But Eath did pull an interesting crowd....
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bailey says, ❝ but for you, i will be making an exception. ❞
✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.
"Well, now. I feel like a right V-I-P, gettin' special treatment."

. A glazed, pleasant look settles on his hard features, displacing the dour cast which normally hung about him. Brian leans back in his seat and folds his arms behind his head. "But is it f'r business... or pleasure?"
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𝐀𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 over a carved stone! A few times he fumbles– tripping over his paws and lands on his face, but..... he gets back up! And does it again and again!
#airin response.#open.#v. undetermined#( in reference to the vid i posted x]#ohh gotta wait ten daysss until the game releases#kicks the dirt- kicks the dirt!! )
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐬 an inquisitive brow at @doedsdans. " I've never come across one so willing to learn about the tadpoles... " Especially with the history of his kind. Still, he won't retreat from a potential recruitment– illithids remain superior in every way.
" Tell me... what intrigues you about Ceremorphosis? "
#closed starter.#v. undetermined#doedsdans#( emp is cautious but optimistic#like yessss gender affirming care but you will also forget who you are slay!!! )
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" try to be a bit more enthusiastic, will you? " - Percy @lightning-arias
Stannis gritted his teeth and harshened his palms, trying to focus on the kid's young age and how he was not the guy who gave the order. Whenever pantheons mixed, it would devolve in increasingly weird dick-measuring contests... Again, he told himself, it was not the boy's fault.
"I don't know if you can tell, but I'm old enough to have had quests assigned." And he would never go against duty, which is why he was hearing the boy out. "And I know damn well there is nothing enthusiastic about them."
#v. undetermined#please percy this is the most serious man youll ever see#idk how this verse would work. maybe stannis is the son of azor ahai (a god of fire and shadow) or something#god from the fictional country essos. if it matters#?#he has a magic sword maybe someone wants it or something
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“What in tarnation…”
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“It is hardly rewarding, and it is never easy, to do the right thing. But at the end of the day, it is the only thing worth doing.”
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Of all the questions he had been expecting, that had not been one of them. At least not from someone that didn't look that much older than he currently did. Tom found himself hesitating briefly before answering.
"Actually, I have." Over six decades ago, or was it seven by now? The way time passed still felt wrong to him now that he was free from the diary. "Your eyes look awfully familiar. Mind telling me your name?"
There is some relief that comes, allowing him to actually look back at him with mismatched eyes. A brief pause follows however, not sure how to answer his question. He couldn’t really find a good answer, since he wasn’t even sure why they felt familiar.
“You wouldn’t have been in any orphanages when you were younger. Have you?” He finally says, assuming that would be the only place they could have met. @desiredpower
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@oflostinfound
Jacks immediately turned off by the crowd and cloaks the ship he came in on. There might've been a few other nerds in the crowd, but all the more reason to keep them off his stuff. Looks like hanging behind Eath wasn't going to be an option, but he at least had to greet her. He knew his party etiquette, though still brushing past guests with a determination and lack of concern for their party going to reach the daemon of the hour, " Hey Eath ! I'm here ! "
Was she already too busy ?
#oflostinfound#eaths spring ball#v. undetermined#[be the guests just town dwellers or the other folks of the party#[for eath-rping probably just her town#[but OTHER FOLKS WANNA SAY HI PLS#[feel free to show jack that parties arent miserable unless ur the center of attention [by gibing him attention
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bailey says, ❝ you smell like the devil. ❞
✎ . . . 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑴𝑬 𝑨 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑹.

. THE GOVERNOR makes a show of turning to sniff his shoulder, then his bare, bloodied wrists. A totally perfunctory gesture, considering the gore patterning his fisherman's sweater.
"Biter... no. 5."
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@doomstarmagician inquired – "So, when you say ship, you mean... Spaceship?" //I’ll throw my star at Airin c:
𝐀𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬. " Yeah, yeah–! I heard the locals all whispering about some crash-landing beyond the ridge! They all seemed so scared too! " He snickers.
The excitement finds his heart nearly leaping out of his throat. Usually, the townsfolk are always superstitious. Whether about the weather, or even Airin's real form– anything they blabber about should be taken with a grain of salt. But the shifter's love of the beyond is refusing to look at the facts and only the promise of adventure.
Flexing eager hands, he turns on his heels to look wildly at Doomstar– almost like Airin has stars twinkling in his eyes. " Maybe it has something to do with the place you came from? Wouldn't that be neat?! "
#airin response.#ask.#v. undetermined#doomstarmagician#( u fool! u unlocked one of his special interests cx )
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"Of course, I am. And you are too. So, get yur' head out of your ass and come home."
Some things could not be easily described or fit neatly within the box that life wanted to oh so often do. Neither of them held lives which made things easy, in fact it seemed everything was difficult between the two of them. Her touch along his scars, grotesque and a twisted reflection of the handsome face he should have, causes his eyes to close.
His eyes open slowly to look at her, so much conveyed in his emerald irises. Nothing is said as he reaches out towards her wrist and takes it, gingerly, between those callous fingers of his.
"Yur' stuck with me. Deal with it."
❛ there's no length i wouldn't go if it was you i had to save. ❜
🐝 * ― 𝑬𝑷𝑰𝑪: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. // @burdenedreverence
"Hayden, don't be ridiculous, you're..."
She's not sure what she wants to call him. A fool? Amazing? An idiot? The best man she knows? Stupid for thinking she couldn't save herself? Because she can, she'd have to. Because no one would come to save her, men like him should save princesses trapped in towers, not girls like her with a sword for a tongue and the inability to properly voice how they really feel. Mari reaches out for him, tracing a finger delicately along a scar.
He makes her feel soft. Unbearably so.
She can't quite bring herself to let the moment hang, in fear of some kind of awkward silence, so instead she pulls back, reluctantly.
"You're impossible."
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“ooohhh ― ive never seen you before scarry ―” the small lieutenant exclaims in her normal, cheerful voice. she stares up at him. “you seen strong, kenny would love to fight with you.ᐟ”
"Well, you let him to know I'll be right here when he's ready to learn how us westerner's get down." He gives a thin smile to the young girl, before reaching into his pocket to reveal a plastic wrap jawbreaker.
"Now get on, I has' work to do."
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