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damnable( There is a gaggle of zombies off to the side, away enough from the village they're not finding anybody to eat - raised by the Huntress, and when the video clicks on, Red is walking through the lot of them. This is something she needed to do, needed to admit to the whole group about - just in case. The zombies turn toward her but do not touch or attack her - they just stare unnervingly. )
You ever wonder what it would be like to eat some Undead asshole's anchor? Well, wonder no more. Today I'm here to tell you that being compelled against your will to eat a piece of am Undead's heart and/or anchor could have the following side effects:
-You can pinpoint the location of the Huntress - currently, getting the fuck out of dodge, which is nice cause it was itchy as hell when she was close.
-You, very personally, experience her emotions when she's near - for example: frustration, confusion, and a good old dose of anguish.
-You know which of these Undead are hers like they've got a bit sign above saying: I'm the nude redhead: the one who sacrificed her own son's
And finally, as you can see, the zombies respect your boundaries with no touching or biting, real sweet of 'em, and I can control... ( she turns the camera around, takes a moment to think, and the first five zombies in the group start doing part of the Thriller dance. But not as good cause they're actual zombies - one of them loses an arm in a swing of them. ) Oops, sorry big guy. So uh ...five of 'em?
Note: This is not an endorsement to eat a heart, but if any good can come from relying on claws and failing to use a more precise approach in retrieving an ancient, undead artifact, well. It's gonna hopefully be this advantage over the Huntress. I don't know the long term effects here, but I can't imagine she'd be happy I devoured some of her heart so it's a warning too. Take me out if you gotta.
You ever wonder what it would be like to eat some Undead asshole's anchor? Well, wonder no more. Today I'm here to tell you that being compelled against your will to eat a piece of am Undead's heart and/or anchor could have the following side effects:
-You can pinpoint the location of the Huntress - currently, getting the fuck out of dodge, which is nice cause it was itchy as hell when she was close.
-You, very personally, experience her emotions when she's near - for example: frustration, confusion, and a good old dose of anguish.
-You know which of these Undead are hers like they've got a bit sign above saying: I'm the nude redhead: the one who sacrificed her own son's
And finally, as you can see, the zombies respect your boundaries with no touching or biting, real sweet of 'em, and I can control... ( she turns the camera around, takes a moment to think, and the first five zombies in the group start doing part of the Thriller dance. But not as good cause they're actual zombies - one of them loses an arm in a swing of them. ) Oops, sorry big guy. So uh ...five of 'em?
Note: This is not an endorsement to eat a heart, but if any good can come from relying on claws and failing to use a more precise approach in retrieving an ancient, undead artifact, well. It's gonna hopefully be this advantage over the Huntress. I don't know the long term effects here, but I can't imagine she'd be happy I devoured some of her heart so it's a warning too. Take me out if you gotta.
video | un: wooden sword
Jun. 19th, 2023 01:10 pmvdovy[ Yelena stands before a countertop strewn with baking supplies and utensils, her apron stained from various ingredients, looking equal parts annoyed and frustrated as she uses a rolling pin to massage the tension from her forehead. This shouldn't be that hard.
At first, she thought that she could get away with pretending. Her bakery had recently burned to the ground and reconstruction would take time. Now, it's three years ago and the bakery is miraculously intact. There's just one problem... ]
Okay, I have put this off for long enough. Does anyone know how to bake?
At first, she thought that she could get away with pretending. Her bakery had recently burned to the ground and reconstruction would take time. Now, it's three years ago and the bakery is miraculously intact. There's just one problem... ]
Okay, I have put this off for long enough. Does anyone know how to bake?
un: qishan (video)
May. 5th, 2023 08:45 pmsilverneedles[ Wen Qing looks happier than she has in a long time, relaxed and smiling as she lifts a white rabbit into the air, facing the camera. A long red ribbon dangles from the rabbit's mouth, clearly well-chewed, and it looks vaguely annoyed at the interruption to its playtime. ]
I have these little cabinmates who can't seem to keep their little paws and mouths to themselves. My shoes have been chewed up, and I found this one attacking a pillow the other day.
[ She puts the rabbit down, disappearing off the camera for a moment. When she appears again, she has another rabbit in her hands, a black one this time, who settles into her arms, quite content as she pets him. ] This one was chewing on Wei Wuxian's hair ribbon the other day when he was asleep.
So, does anyone have suggestions for good chew toys for rabbits? We don't want them to chew up the entire room, and I only have so many shoes.
I have these little cabinmates who can't seem to keep their little paws and mouths to themselves. My shoes have been chewed up, and I found this one attacking a pillow the other day.
[ She puts the rabbit down, disappearing off the camera for a moment. When she appears again, she has another rabbit in her hands, a black one this time, who settles into her arms, quite content as she pets him. ] This one was chewing on Wei Wuxian's hair ribbon the other day when he was asleep.
So, does anyone have suggestions for good chew toys for rabbits? We don't want them to chew up the entire room, and I only have so many shoes.
( text | un: jbb )
Feb. 11th, 2023 04:34 pmtraumatologyif you know this guy —
( here, he presents a picture of lan wangji, looking pretty beat up and battered, holding up some scales. wangji does not smile, doesn't say cheese. )
he might need a little help when we get the hell out of here. i forgot my first aide kit and the things down here keep tossing him into me like a lawn dart.
and if anyone needs these lake scales, he's been talking like their important. i'm just making sure he stays alive.
( here, he presents a picture of lan wangji, looking pretty beat up and battered, holding up some scales. wangji does not smile, doesn't say cheese. )
he might need a little help when we get the hell out of here. i forgot my first aide kit and the things down here keep tossing him into me like a lawn dart.
and if anyone needs these lake scales, he's been talking like their important. i'm just making sure he stays alive.
text | un: off scarlet
Feb. 9th, 2023 07:27 pmwestviewsI took Rathakku a message on behalf of the king a few days ago.
"A few dozens, strong. Containable. The fortress occupies them."
He said Deimar can keep half.
Interesting, isn't it? Anyone want to guess what this could be about?
[Not trying to stir the pot here, but there's a reason she didn't share the entirety of the message with Rathakku. And one more thing:]
Also... he's disgusting. I don't recommend trying to get an audience with that thing.
[[ooc: Backdated to the 7th, after her curse has ended. If you want to thread out or handwave an encounter with her during that time (she was probably suspiciously skittish), feel free to send me a message! Otherwise feel free to have your characters chat here.]]
"A few dozens, strong. Containable. The fortress occupies them."
He said Deimar can keep half.
Interesting, isn't it? Anyone want to guess what this could be about?
[Not trying to stir the pot here, but there's a reason she didn't share the entirety of the message with Rathakku. And one more thing:]
Also... he's disgusting. I don't recommend trying to get an audience with that thing.
[[ooc: Backdated to the 7th, after her curse has ended. If you want to thread out or handwave an encounter with her during that time (she was probably suspiciously skittish), feel free to send me a message! Otherwise feel free to have your characters chat here.]]
un: strange / video
Feb. 6th, 2023 03:55 pmrehandle( Forward-dated to the 7th / during the Clawing. )
[ The image opens to a view of Alem from above and at great distance. It's an awkward angle, somewhere to the side of the great stone Citadel where a couple of the smaller merchant entrances open into the Crossing. The view dips and sways, wind howling across the network as the pendant that captures it sits against its wearer's chest, floating high in chill air.
Only this for a few seconds - and then the slow zoom of an approach until Alem is much larger and the small figures of people and their wares can be seen disappearing in through one of the more secluded merchant's gates, more figures closing them up behind. Another eerie stretch of nothing but the buffeting of wind and an unaware fortress, then hands raise into the forefront of the image. Precise white scars trail the backs of all the fingers and that's the last detail there is before everything happens too fast for detail.
Those hands move through two swift patterns and a pair of vibrant orange mandala burst into life. They crash together, spark, and huge angry bolts of raw magic leap from them, hot and bright as fire and travelling in violent arcs toward an unwitting target.
They strike the gate. An explosion.
From this distance, the sounds of screams and cries for action are difficult to separate from the screeching of the wind. The broadcast cuts dead. ]
( ooc info here! )
[ The image opens to a view of Alem from above and at great distance. It's an awkward angle, somewhere to the side of the great stone Citadel where a couple of the smaller merchant entrances open into the Crossing. The view dips and sways, wind howling across the network as the pendant that captures it sits against its wearer's chest, floating high in chill air.
Only this for a few seconds - and then the slow zoom of an approach until Alem is much larger and the small figures of people and their wares can be seen disappearing in through one of the more secluded merchant's gates, more figures closing them up behind. Another eerie stretch of nothing but the buffeting of wind and an unaware fortress, then hands raise into the forefront of the image. Precise white scars trail the backs of all the fingers and that's the last detail there is before everything happens too fast for detail.
Those hands move through two swift patterns and a pair of vibrant orange mandala burst into life. They crash together, spark, and huge angry bolts of raw magic leap from them, hot and bright as fire and travelling in violent arcs toward an unwitting target.
They strike the gate. An explosion.
From this distance, the sounds of screams and cries for action are difficult to separate from the screeching of the wind. The broadcast cuts dead. ]
( ooc info here! )
