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he never changed.
he was always a good runner. a l w a y s.
he had to give himself a start before he decided to take flight that was not too far off the ground . . . throat burning , and has did his chest - he took the skies. golden hair moved around him quickly , nearly hitting himself in his own face. he squints his eyes - moving as fast as he could , becoming intangible as he moved right through the trees around him. he sensed it and he knew he K N E W something was wrong and he couldn't shake the feeling , not after what happened earlier not after his senses destroying every instance of his movement.
she had to be home , she h a d to. she could not have been anywhere else , could she . . . ? ! she stuck around the castle for such a long while , trying to go on with her life just as he did and those fae those damn fae always always ALWAYS tried so cause some trouble and they did EVERYTHING to try and hurt the people around him and it was not fair. this anger was like a flame , just like how he shouted earlier , golden smoke surrounding them . . .
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it was so small. such a frail little thing. how it's smile slowly turned into that hateful grimace. and it trembled before him - trembled even as he brought it close to his mouth , how there were so many eyes all over his body and how his mouth stretched open , maw too big and teeth too l a r g e before he presses it into his mouth -
swallowing it whole , and gathering energy to finally M O V E.
and he carried this rage with him through the wind , right before the worry started to kill him faster. riley did not do anything and they ALWAYS ALWAYS chose to try and hurt her. try to attack her , harass her , and each and every time they did not care. MERCILESS. he will show them. he will.
but for now, riley needed him.
she was t o o q u i e t.
. . .
he finally lands in front of her door and knocks. desperate and instantaneous.
『 " riley ? ! are you in there - can you hear me ? ! " 』
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@xsprxsso : x
“… ma'AM-” Riley turned to look indignantly at Vivi, who she’d tossed over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Ah, the perks of having a tiny best friend.
“First off, I am also a woman. Second, I don’t want you to dIE? I get that you’re like- a god- or something- but I would prefer my friend is not a blue puddle at the bottom of a cliff, please and thank you?”
“Aw heck, that was ONE time!” Exclaimed the extremely pouty Divinity as she makes her irritation known with a light kick to her companion’s ribcage. However, given she still hung helplessly on the back of Riley’s shoulder, Vivi couldn’t do much beyond crossing her arms in her own tiny fit. “My leg healed up just fine when I last jumped off that school roof years ago. What’s the difference when this cliff ain’t that much higher than that two story building?”
Vivi you sure aren’t indestructible, but how many times have you kissed death at this point? Yeah you can respawn, but where’s your self preservation when it ISN’T dealing with some B tier baddy knocking on your doorstep?? First it’s cults wanting your heart and NOW you want to get your adrenaline rush all of a sudden!
“What’s a gal gotta need to have her fun every once in a while in this goddamn town?” Although she’s long since admitted defeat to being carried, she still lets out a grumble. “Being God gets a bit boring these days. Where’s the drama in this job?”
#Ah! I love acting! {RP Thread}#Ya know what they say.. Every age calls for a new god! {Divi}#Ooo! You look so cool! {Vivi}#Write it down! {Canon}#Icon Cred: starcre8tor#xsprxsso#Ya make my head spin.. but where would I be without ya? +[ xsprxsso - Riley/Vivi ]+#((sometimes ya just gotta deal with your gf being pouty as she does dumb shit every weekend))#((gotta love her tho))
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@xsprxsso inquired: If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference? Character Development Questions - Accepting
(( Here’s the fun thing — it would be remarkably, remarkably easy to tell if someone was impersonating Miranda, to the point that they wouldn’t need to pose any singular, specific question to determine that it wasn’t her.
In fact, trying to ask her any specific question wouldn’t help at all, and would probably only confuse things further.
This is because Miranda’s already a notorious liar who presents a lot of different false images and perceptions of herself based upon what people want to see, what they want to hear. She’s already spinning a web of lies with her at the center, and half of the time, she’s not even really recognizing that she’s doing it. There’s a lot of things that Miranda will say and will swear to and insist upon with complete conviction in her voice, that are entirely untrue and she knows it.
See, you have to think of Miranda in a lot of very indirect ways. If you come at her from the front and take her at face value, you’ll get something much different than what she actually is, and that’s almost intentional. She’s Crown Princess. She has to know how to play the courts, and that includes saying things without saying them and understanding how to pacify and manipulate those around her and phrasing everything just right to not get caught. If look at her directly, that’s exactly where she wants you to be, and where she has the most control over how she comes off. It’s not just coincidence how she can command a room and keep all eyes on her effortlessly. It’s literally where she’s most in her element, and most able to obscure herself.
However, if you look at her more from the side, less of what she’ll say and more of her intentions, what she wants out of things, how she navigates the world, all of her little reactions that she won’t bring attention to — then you start getting the real picture of what Miranda is like. She’s an unreliable narrator and you have to treat her like one. All of the things she brings attention to are seldom the most important thing, and that’s why I leave so many little breadcrumbs in my writing that tie back into the bigger picture but will sit unnoticed if you don’t pick up on them being there. Miranda’s like water. She’s fluid, and has to be held in a container to take on a proper shape that can be understood.
She’s also entirely tied up in denial and a lot of complicated emotions that she’s nowhere in the right place to untangle, so she’ll entirely ignore them until there’s a quiet enough moment where she can begin to pick at them.
All of this is why Miranda can be so... much, sometimes. She’s cute and silly and kinda dumb sometimes, she’s efficient and ruthless and fully in control at other times, and she’s tragic and confused and powerless at different moments still. She’s any one of these things, and she’s all of these things, and she’s none of these things, all at once, because you have to think of her as something else that is being constantly shaped by what’s around her. It’s why she can turn on a dime, or seemingly without warning, or have wildly different reactions to the same thing. There’s a deeper core to her character, and what you see is not what you’re going to get.
So I feel like the first mistake would have been impersonating Miranda. There are much easier targets, and the fact of her inconsistency and her habit of lying actually make her all the harder to actually pull off. All it would take is simply being too consistent with Miranda, focusing too hard on any one of her singular facets, or just taking her at face value and believing she is who she says she is. She’s not contained in what she says or how she holds herself. She contained in all these tiny, wordless, thoughtless habits and trends that people who have been around her have noticed or picked up on, and if you fail at those unsaid things, then that’s a HUGE red flag that that’s not really Miranda.
#Glory and Gore || IC#Dreaded rumors || Asks#xsprxsso#Given by Divine Right || Headcanons#(( SHE'S A FUN ONE.#(( and also such a blatant target for being replaced it cracks me up#(( she looks so easy and so simple to impersonate! no one would notice!!!#(( but you could not have picked a worse option#(( everything you do is Wrong and Not Miranda and you will not understand why
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(xsprxsso) ❓ monster prom lore?
SEND ME A “ ❓ “ TO GET MY OPINION ON SOMETHING.
I think that the games themselves don't go into it enough and often seem to go for the lazy route, like we get vague things but like what's going on in hell? Why is there a war there? Do humans know about monsters? How interconnected is human stuff to monster stuff? Y'know I've got questions and they are questions that aren't really in the scope of a dating sim
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(xsprxsso) “ the world feels too big for me to be noticed, yet too small to hide. ” (Missy to Oz mayhaps?)
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"And to think, the world is much, much bigger than most will ever see in their short life times! I've found tons of places to hide over the millennia, but then again, I might as well be the reigning monarch of hide-and-seek."
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(xsprxsso) "Oh, don't worry! It's a contained portal run by my manager. Only turns on and off when my job is done, and right now I'm on a research mission so I just have to send her a signal when I wanna go home." Marcy looks awfully proud of herself for a moment. "Who are you callin' small? And who's...[BLEEP] boy?"
She's being censored by the Disney gods.
"Huh. Ohhh.... kay. Weird job you have." Magic is fuckin' weird. She never bothered asking the old man about it 'cause it always seemed so complicated and fancy. Who has time for that stuff?
"Oh, Piss Boy?" She shrugs. "Guy who lives here. He's usually either here or in that stuffy castle not too far from here."
#ic! — » ... 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶? «#ask! — » 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. «#xsprxsso#//SOBSBSB!!!#//by small rain is saying she could 100% take her in a fight#//rain is down to kick ass 24/7
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There’s a small notecard, writing on one side and a handful of pen doodles on the other of various flowers. “I apologize for the fae bothering you, I didn’t mean to cause you any trouble when visiting the king. Are you alright? If there is anything I can do, it’s no trouble at all. -Riley” (xsprxsso)
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Sparrow blinked at the note, trying to place who this person was. As far as he could recall...he didn't know much about them, if anything at all. But was this person that the fae's had been poking him about? The other person who...oh...oh dear.
"Well, now don't I feel like a heel..." Sparrow hummed to himself, reading over the card again. He really had let himself get pretty upset hadn't he? Sparrow decided really needed to do some thinking about himself and what was important in this whole mess.
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feed them! (from Marcy, who has a plethora of weird snacks from like a hundred dimensions)
GASP!
“Can I get one of each?? Please, please, please, pleeeeeeease?”
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(xsprxsso) Oh look, here comes the lady of the hour. "Arthur! There you are, are you okay? I felt like something might be wrong so I ran here and the maids said you would-" She freezes, red creeping over cheeks. She turns away slightly, covering her eyes with her hand. "Okay, you're shirtless, um- a-anyway, are you okay? Are the far bothering you? Or am I just being paranoid cause honestly that's pretty likely and-"
And, she's flustered rambling. Hooray.
hearing his name - not ' king ' or ' your majesty ' - just ' a r t h u r ' - he slowly turns his head , & the shock was like lightning through his body - his hair curling & swirling around - eyes wide with the yellow creeping over his face a g a i n she saw him she SAW him like this she saw him without a shirt - ! she really came here , running all the way to check on him , & she had to see him like this -
『 " riLeY - ! " 』 he's frozen , anchor thumping hard even still right near the pool. he was practically frozen & the area around him was ringing , her gorgeous long pink hair & her voice that makes his heart feel l i g h t - he quickly sinks into the water , with his hair floating on the surface , some tying to shape into hearts -
『 " i am . . . alright - " 』 his voice is clear , since water doesn't affect ghosts in the same way. 『 " the fae were being pests - however - i - i have been relaxing just fine - in the pool. do you need - s - something - ? " 』
stop stuttering !
she SAW him buthowmuchdidshesee - !
#♚ FEARLESS & BLAZING SHOOTING STAR ! ( ɪᴄ. )#♚ KNOWING BY THE MESSENGER BIRD . . . ( ᴀsᴋs. )#anonymous#xsprxsso#// H A
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“Ah-”
Riley had a white knuckled grip on the bag slung over her shoulder. This was fine, this was totally completely fine and not awkward at all that there’s only one bed to share with her friend’s husband, who she’s only kind of friends with. This is fine.
Her feet are practically glued to the floor, just a few steps away from the door.
“I uh- I can take the floor,” She offers, eyeing the spot in front of the night stand closest to her. It looked comfortable enough for one night, but who’s to say until she actually laid down for the night.
Although it was extremely easy to sense the other’s silent uncomfortable energies as it came in waves? Lewis still instinctively tensed at his companion’s strained words. His shoulders hunched up, going just a bit stiff as he outstretched a hand to turn on the flickering light that dimly lit the entire hotel room. Underneath the warm glow of the orange tinted lights that were a couple a couple wall lamps, he was the first to close the wooden door as it shut behind them. It gave a solid THUD upon being slammed shut on its own.
Oh goodness, if it weren't for all these tense nerves already? Lewis probably would’ve jumped out of his skeleton at this rate. However, all he did was allow his grip on his own smaller bag to tighten a little.
His eyes momentarily flickered towards the bed, it looked quite dated with its faded green sheets and blankets, yet it still remained clean since its last long use. Oh.. This is what they were unluckily left with, huh? He could only hope it looked more comfortable than it felt in this room though. Allowing his gaze to turn and glance over his shoulder, he shot the other an uncertain stare. “Uh.. Don’t you have somewhere to be tomorrow?” Well, it wasn’t the greatest ice breaker, but he certainly didn’t like the sound of someone else suffering in his stead.
“I mean..” He paused for a second. “.. It’s kinda useless for me to take the bed if you’re taking the floor. I normally need to settle into my locket to rest. Why don’t you take it instead?”
#Ah! I love acting! {RP Thread}#Oh my sweet lil Lulu~! {Lewis}#Write it down! {Canon}#xsprxsso#((they're both afraid of making the other uncomfortable and its comical lmao))
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(xsprxsso) Warning: has a cool factor way to high to calculate with a taste for angst. Handle with care and tell them they're awesome, because they are :3
What if the MUN had a warning label? What would it say?
((So many sweet warnings with a dash of angst. Beware or those of your who compliment may be my next target for that love with a dash of angst. HAHA!))
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(xsprxsso) “don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.” (from Missy?)
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A blink and a smile crossed their face. "Of course not my dear! If anything, I'll take it as a compliment."
"Nothing about my social life involves blending in, hun. However..." Milo gave a look over the newcomer with a happy stare. "I don't think we've formally met! Milo Belladonna."
Milo didn't always offer an immediate handshake, the touch of death myth and all. However if the woman offered one, they would gladly oblige. It was only proper manners after all!
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(xsprxsso) ❛ you’re welcome to stay, if you want. ❜ (Brian and,,,, missy-?)
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"...I was hoping you'd say that, because honestly? I don't plan on moving for a solid hour or two now that I'm here."
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WHERE WERE YOU
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU. WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE."
This isn't even her house.
#ic! — » ... 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶? «#ask! — » 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. «#xsprxsso#//god i need new icons these ones r so Old#//mngm gnmnmgnrmrn
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(xsprxsso) spotify wrapped!
Feeling Good - Michael Buble
The party the night before had gotten wild as hell, and that was saying something given what camp spooky was like but really what better way to kick off the first few days of summer?
Still someone had to clean up in the mourning and Polly had offered to, it helped her 'sober up' so to speak. While she was going around grabbing bottles she noticed somebody who looked like she must have fallen asleep on the out skirts of the party.
"Hey girl, you good?"
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(xsprxsso) Marcy happily gives her one of everything she has in her pockets! She then grabs a device from her pocket and presses a button. Out of nowhere a comically large sack zaps into existence. It is filled with even more goodies!
....holy...shit...
Holy...SHIT!!
That's a TON of snacks!! And they're all for her!?
"...I don't even know where I'm going to begin!! What do I start with!? What DO I START WITH!?" The best option?
The blueberry preps herself, then immediately dives straight into the snack sack. Be one with the food!
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