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( ooc: sorry for being gone for a lil while... i think i’m gonna move cinder & faunus ruby to a multimuse so i can have easy access to the both of them. if i have better access, i’m more inspired to write !! )

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Send me “Restrained” + a number for a starter in which one or both of our characters are:

Or send “Restrained?” for a randomly generated number.

1. Locked in the trunk of a car 2. Tied to a chair 3. Chained up to the wall 4. In a cage 5. Behind prison bars 6. In a room with a locked door and barred windows 7. Hand-cuffed to an object of their choice 8. Hand-cuffed to one other person (or each other) 9. Stuck in a hole underground 10. Trapped in an attic 11. Trapped in a tomb or mausoleum 12. Stuck in the back of a police car 13. Stuck in an elevator 14. Locked in a vault 15. Strapped to a table

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tell me god, are you punishing me? is this the price i’m paying for my past mistakes? cause we’re gonna shout it loud– even if our words seem meaningless. it’s like i’m carrying the weight of the world.     independent oscar pine / professor ozpin      adored by oriana.

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( ooc: almost done with those starters & replies !! ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ thanks for being patient with me as i get over this small writer’s block )

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@canefought liked for a starter !!

"Where is it.” She demanded. Her words were laced with venom as her eyes were narrowed. “Where did you keep it, Mr. Oz.” The name was said oh so mockingly. The maiden grabbed one of Midnight’s blades from it’s holder on her back and pointed it toward Oscar.

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@pyrhass replied to your post.

you trynna tell me that salem is not an alien

“You cannot be serious. She isn’t an alien !! Her existence isn’t extraterrestrial !! “

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vague posting now are we sweetie :)? well prepare to eat those words once we liberate the aliens. you WILL lose your wig.

“Aliens don’t even exist ! Pyrrha Nikos, you of all people surely don’t believe they do, seriously ?! ”

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“These idiots are going to get themselves killed. and for what? to see some ‘aliens’? aliens aren’t even real !!”

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"Black hair, yellow eyes, are you and Blake be related?"

”Well, I’m not sure if we’re related, but I don’t think so.” She tried to entertain the thought, and she couldn't help but snicker at it. "Me, Blake's sister?" She snorted. 

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@icescream liked for a starter !!

“Look who it is, eh?” Cinder’s voice was groggy and low, and obviously tired. She was weaker. She had a limp, there was a scar on her left cheek, and her clothes were caked with dirt on the edges. The maiden was leaning against one of the walls of the alleyway as she fiddled with one of Midnight’s blades. “Alright, what do you want?” She deadpanned as she pointed the blade in Neo's direction, looking quite disinterested (although she didn’t take her eyes off the short criminal).

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@pyrhass​ replied to your post.

Damn cinder is like 80% leg

u are NOT wrong

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starter call !!

like this post for a starter. if you would like a specific verse, comment which one and i'll see what i can do !! <3

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✎ cardin. / cardinneverloses !!

A brow raised slightly at the woman who sat in the small area Cardin used for lunch. A small bench around the side of the school that was usually abandoned… Usually. But right now it was occupied by the black haired woman, so he did what he thought was best and just sat down next to her, pulling out his cigarette and plopping it on his lips.

“You’re in my spot, princess. But I’ll give you a pass for today.”

Cinder gave him an amused look, almost starring at him. She smirked once his words registered for her, though she frowned when realized he was smoking.

“As much as I hate to take your spot from you, could you do that somewhere else?” Her voice was dripping with faux-sweetness. The smoking reminded her of... some unsavory memories. 

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✎  stella. / desclateblue !!

    She heard her words, and the closeness of tone to her ears made her even more nervous. The girl’s eyes slowly open, staring from behind her glasses as beautiful sapphires shimmer. She’s swallowing nervously, the closeness to the ELDER causing her to wriggle and squirm, showing just how fearful she was. But when she was subtly confirmed she wouldn’t get hurt,Stella began to ease up a tad. Her ears flicker, and perk up, as if her worries were fully gone — but she…didn’t realize her hood was off her head.

               ❝ S…Sorry, Cinder…I…I’m just used to people bullying me when they do THIS sort of thing…C…Cardin has done this a couple times to me in the past so…I…I just didn’t know if you actually planned to hurt me… ❞ A breathy whisper as she flashed a nervous grin, her cheeks still a flush as she gave a slightly toothy, fanged grin. She’s trying her best to be nice, and…not break eye contact…but wow, her heart is just hammering away. She’s doing all she can to keep her tail from w —

                        THUMP

                                      THUMP

                                                    THUMP

                                                                …too late, her tail is wagging…

Before she could interject about the other’s nervousness, Cinder felt and heard the thumping on the wall, and raised a curious eyebrow. Keeping her right hand on the wall, she tilted her body in an attempt to see what was making that noise...

It was an awkward sight, really, but the upperclassman didn’t seem to notice (or care). She was practically looking between Stella’s legs as she pin-pointed the sound.

“You’re a faunus?” Cinder questioned. There was only curiosity in her voice now as she dropped the seductress act. Her head even tilted in questioning. “I didn’t know that.” She said, softer then before. The strange, fuzzy appendage seemed to be out of control (in Cinder’s opinion) as it wagged against the wall.

Ebony locks swayed as she looked left and right as Cinder checked if anyone else was in the hallway. Thankfully, they were alone. She re-adjusted herself again into a more relaxed posture, still keeping her left hand on her hip and her right hand on the wall.

‘It’s almost as if she was wanting to hide it...’ Cinder mused to herself, though she couldn’t keep her opinion to herself.

“Do you not like being a faunus?” Well. That’s not what she expected to say, and that certainly wasn’t what she had planned. Oh well, she’ll just play it off.

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— cinder’s need of glasses. 

so, my portrayal of cinder actually has her needing glasses. she has poor eyesight & a fear of contacts, so she refuses to wear them. ironically, she’s quite the sharp-shooter with midnight. 

every verse of her’s has her needing glasses, but refusing to wear them. her reasoning in each verse boils down to her believing she wouldn’t look good in them & that they’d get in the way.

basically, cinder is farsighted ( with a twist ! ). far away things are clearer, but still slightly blurry. close things are extremely blurry. this leaves cinder squinting and staring at close things.

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✎ stella. / desclateblue !!

    She didn’t expect to suddenly be pressed to the wall, fully LOST in her thoughts on what she had been (Forced) to say not moments ago! Such a dumb game, and the words she said…oh DUST did she hope that they didn’t get to anyone. Ruby especially. Her face flushed at the thought, and her ears quiver as she whimpered cutely. Ruby wouldn’t want to be around me if she knew…I…I don’t want to lose a friend… The thoughts cripple her thoughts, but then she’s pressed to a wall before she can even react.

    A soft SQUEAK is heard from her lips as she is left staring up into those BEAUTIFUL smoldering embers, her heart hammering loudly in her chest as her whole face was ALIGHT with warmth. A nervous swallow heard as that alluring tone caught her attention, lips parting as painted icy blue tiers quiver, stammering out a REPLY.  ❝ I - I - I’m sorry! I - I didn’t mean…I - I just was playing the GAME and answering honestly and just…P - Please don’t hurt me, Cinder!  ❞ She shrinks down and squeezes her eyes shut tightly, fearful…and in her fear, her ears twitch beneath her hood and slightly knock it back, revealing the little tips just barely in the mess of onyx hair.

    She’s a terrified mess, and is VISIBLY shaking.

Cinder smirked, relishing the reaction she got. It was quite humorous (for her at least), seeing how nervous Stella was. She shook her head. “Why would you think I’d want to hurt you?” She moved her head closer. 

The taller student seemed to study Stella’s facial features, Cinder was making a mental note about what the other looked like. Despite that though, she completely missed the faunus traits when she had looked at her hair.

“I was only just asking.” She pouted. Her school cardigan shifted slightly as she re-positioned her left arm to move it to her hip, revealing the cuffs of her school shirt which had yellow markings on them. Cinder didn’t seem to notice though.

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Cinder couldn’t help but raise a brow. She already new how others thought of her appearance, but hearing them say it amuses her every single time. When the ebony haired student found Stella in the hallway, she couldn’t help but approach her. 

Looking as innocent as possible, Cinder strolled up to Stella, only to quickly pin her to the wall with her right arm above the other’s head. She couldn’t help but snicker to herself, though Cinder quickly cut herself off and regained some composure, trying to look as alluring as possible.

“So, Stella was it? A little birdie told me about some of the things you said...” She trailed off.

continuing from xxx. // @desclateblue