jezztar

[jezztar]

..Ah. Maybe their friends. Hopefully..

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

…Doesn’t sound very safe? Your decision though…? I mean. If you tryst Blackie that much.

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

Ah. So I need to find them the good stuff. That makes sensseee… I’ll treat him good! I wonder if I can make a small carrier for him. Huh.

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

What can they even eat.. Expendable meat??

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

….I would do anything for this thing. Oh my god. It’s so ugly in a cute way. How do you keep these things.. Alive??

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

He head butted me. Is that normal.

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

And this guys coming with me too I guess. Found him in one of those old vending machines, maybe that’s why he looks… A little overweight. I think he’s cute.

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

I’m still here. They can’t get rid of me that easily, you know?

Anyways. I’m opening a bodyguard service. Meet me at door 24. I promise you won’t regret it.

[jezztar]

[ Jez hums, standing up and allowing her shrimp legs to return back into their normal spot. Her tail sneaks back away from where Sylvie's once was, swishing side to side, as if missing even that small amount of contact. Longing for more. Noticing the hand she was being offered, she took up that stupid grin once more, taking it immediately. Sylvie could rip her through her webs for all she cared, any physical contact is more than enough. Even if it hurt her. She would follow along, antennae curled happily! Great, a chat, something she'd missed. A normal, human chat. Of course, the part about the documents fell upon deaf ears. ]

"Sounds nice! I haven't eaten in a whilleee.. Hmmm.. Yeah!"

[ They respond in a quickly paced and happy tone, trotting next to the somehow larger shark. Who knows how that happened, she thought she was the tallest here for a while! Apparently not. It's nice to know its not.. That bad. Maybe she was a bit more humanoid than she thought! Maybe she could still be recognized. There was still hope. But that was for later. Focus, Jez. They're talking to you. ]

The dark felt chilling to Jezzie's normally heated skin that the shrimp had. It had been dark for a few rooms, as well as growing colder... To the point her breath clouded infront of her in puffs.

The next room was wide like ove of those turret rooms, but deathly cold, like a meat freezer. She expected to hear to whir of the turrets, powering up to shoot white lead into her shell... But that whirr didn't come. Her eyes adjusted to the abyss around her slowly, to see crumbled metal from torn turrets and lockers crushed like cans.

"Bleh... Void locker... Juicy but not the most tasteful snack."

Mutters spoke from about 10 meters infront of her gravelly, yet feminine. The mystery voice stopped however to sniff the air and chuckle.

"Is there someone in here again? Mmmm you smell like a shrimp stir-fry little expendable..."

@sylvie-feralz-607

[ She trots through the halls, tail flicking behind her as if to stabilize her shaky legs. It's been years since she felt a single twinge of cold- it was a pleasant surprise. They begin to breathe more heavily, just to see the materialized clouds form in front of her mouth like a child. Content, her ear fins flicker back and forth, a small smile finding her face. The next room came, and that same demeanor quickly faded away. Turrets, right, duck your head and slip under something, then you can continue your.. Goofing off. Okay, maybe she shouldn't do that. While still deep in her head, she realized.. The turrets did not fire. She wasn't that sneaky, definitely not right now. ]

[ The state of the room was quickly realized. Metal crushed everywhere, the turrets completely inoperable. Something had ruined it. Fuck, Jezzie, what have you gotten yourself into. Immediately, the experiment ducks back into the hiding spot. Great timing, as the shark had just started speaking. She gives a silent huff, glad that any.. Possible conflict was averted. The voice. It was.. Nice. Had some sort of intonation to it that she enjoyed. Another possible ally, if she played her cards correctly! Silently, the shrimp scrambles herself up to the pipes atop the cieling of the room. Feeling it's cold chill, she let out a small chirrup, it was so nice feeling so cold again. But. She had just given out her location. Might as well try to befriend the thing now! ]

"Ch, ch, chh! Actually! I'm not an expendable. Not anymore! Jezzie Marnch, nice to meet you!"

[ They immediately begin piping, hanging down from the pipe right in front of Sylvie's face. A large grin on their face. ]

[jezztar]

[ She perks up visibly, head moving up and movements pausing. They quickly glance away, right, touchy subject. Not everyone viewed it like she did. Don't mention it, noted, jotted down in her head to be picked up later. Jez huffs, giving a little nod as her stomach cramped up slightly. Great, now she's got herself all anxious and worked up as well. Deep breath, let yourself breathe. Her large grin fades into a more neutral face with a bit of an upward tilt. ]

"Sorry, sorry! Aha, I just like to joke about stuff like... that s..since it was. Uhm. Yeah, I'll stop." [ Jezzie fumbled again, clearing her throat at the end of her sentence. Slowly, their tail snakes over to meet Sylvie's, a small gesture. Hopefully the message got through- they were worried, even slightly. When it makes contact, they attempt to lock eyes. Giving a worried expression. ]

The dark felt chilling to Jezzie's normally heated skin that the shrimp had. It had been dark for a few rooms, as well as growing colder... To the point her breath clouded infront of her in puffs.

The next room was wide like ove of those turret rooms, but deathly cold, like a meat freezer. She expected to hear to whir of the turrets, powering up to shoot white lead into her shell... But that whirr didn't come. Her eyes adjusted to the abyss around her slowly, to see crumbled metal from torn turrets and lockers crushed like cans.

"Bleh... Void locker... Juicy but not the most tasteful snack."

Mutters spoke from about 10 meters infront of her gravelly, yet feminine. The mystery voice stopped however to sniff the air and chuckle.

"Is there someone in here again? Mmmm you smell like a shrimp stir-fry little expendable..."

@sylvie-feralz-607

[ She trots through the halls, tail flicking behind her as if to stabilize her shaky legs. It's been years since she felt a single twinge of cold- it was a pleasant surprise. They begin to breathe more heavily, just to see the materialized clouds form in front of her mouth like a child. Content, her ear fins flicker back and forth, a small smile finding her face. The next room came, and that same demeanor quickly faded away. Turrets, right, duck your head and slip under something, then you can continue your.. Goofing off. Okay, maybe she shouldn't do that. While still deep in her head, she realized.. The turrets did not fire. She wasn't that sneaky, definitely not right now. ]

[ The state of the room was quickly realized. Metal crushed everywhere, the turrets completely inoperable. Something had ruined it. Fuck, Jezzie, what have you gotten yourself into. Immediately, the experiment ducks back into the hiding spot. Great timing, as the shark had just started speaking. She gives a silent huff, glad that any.. Possible conflict was averted. The voice. It was.. Nice. Had some sort of intonation to it that she enjoyed. Another possible ally, if she played her cards correctly! Silently, the shrimp scrambles herself up to the pipes atop the cieling of the room. Feeling it's cold chill, she let out a small chirrup, it was so nice feeling so cold again. But. She had just given out her location. Might as well try to befriend the thing now! ]

"Ch, ch, chh! Actually! I'm not an expendable. Not anymore! Jezzie Marnch, nice to meet you!"

[ They immediately begin piping, hanging down from the pipe right in front of Sylvie's face. A large grin on their face. ]

[jezztar]

NEW PINNED POST + DESIGN + LORE + ETC ETC !!! You should totally send more asks to find it out ;3 - 🐀

[jezztar]

"ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ʙʟᴜᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ.

ɪ'ᴍ sᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ sᴇᴀ."

"Found one of the old urbanshade phones and decided to fuck around on there and make this account on this phone. Not much else to do down here, I guess. So, send me some asks. Entertain me. It's appreciated. Additionally, for buisness inquiries and those of you also down here.. Send me some asks. I'll find you."

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Hello thereee! Welcome to Jezzie's reworked tumblr page! I hope you enjoy it! - 🐀

Rules:

No big NSFW! Flirting and slightly suggestive stuff is fine, but do not be a creep.. Please.

Obviously do not be an ass either, no homophobia, racism, ableism, etc etc. No bigotry is allowed on this account!

Try not to spam me, especially with asks for money.

Magic anons allowed! Just no instakilling my girl... </3

Overall just be silly! Be free! And don't be a creep as stated before!

Tags:

✧.* Nice to meet you! - Roleplays

✧.* Heads up! [ insert text ] - Any triggering topics, usually will be related to alcohol or blood.

✧.* Hmm... I wonder? - Answered asks, more question related instead of roleplay.

✧.* Tried my best. - All art I make for this blog!

✧.* Stay out of it. - Lore heavy posts.

✧.* RAT!!! - Mod talking, announcements, etc etc. Important stuff!

Jezzie's refrence and a few extra goodies below the cut ^^

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Refrence:

[jezztar]

[ Jez scoffs, waving one of her extra arms dismissively and grinning brightly. Undisturbed by the cold breath, in fact, giving an appreciative chirrup. They flinched slightly at the sudden jab at their stomach, but didn't seem too disturbed by it as they began to giggle. Not the cackle like earlier- a real laugh. She keels over, losing her grip and... Thwacking her head on the ground. ]

"Cchh-! Eeehh, it's fine! My skin is tough enough, that kinda stuff only happened when I was being, yknow. Held down. Doesn't count though! Those scientists are pussies!

[ They wave it off quickly, not bothering to stand back up or.. Any of that. Tail wagging side to side absentmindedly. She pulls out her shrimp legs from her back, poking Sylvie's tail with it. The closest thing to him. Jezzie chirrups and giggles, glad to drop her guard for a moment. ]

The dark felt chilling to Jezzie's normally heated skin that the shrimp had. It had been dark for a few rooms, as well as growing colder... To the point her breath clouded infront of her in puffs.

The next room was wide like ove of those turret rooms, but deathly cold, like a meat freezer. She expected to hear to whir of the turrets, powering up to shoot white lead into her shell... But that whirr didn't come. Her eyes adjusted to the abyss around her slowly, to see crumbled metal from torn turrets and lockers crushed like cans.

"Bleh... Void locker... Juicy but not the most tasteful snack."

Mutters spoke from about 10 meters infront of her gravelly, yet feminine. The mystery voice stopped however to sniff the air and chuckle.

"Is there someone in here again? Mmmm you smell like a shrimp stir-fry little expendable..."

@sylvie-feralz-607

[ She trots through the halls, tail flicking behind her as if to stabilize her shaky legs. It's been years since she felt a single twinge of cold- it was a pleasant surprise. They begin to breathe more heavily, just to see the materialized clouds form in front of her mouth like a child. Content, her ear fins flicker back and forth, a small smile finding her face. The next room came, and that same demeanor quickly faded away. Turrets, right, duck your head and slip under something, then you can continue your.. Goofing off. Okay, maybe she shouldn't do that. While still deep in her head, she realized.. The turrets did not fire. She wasn't that sneaky, definitely not right now. ]

[ The state of the room was quickly realized. Metal crushed everywhere, the turrets completely inoperable. Something had ruined it. Fuck, Jezzie, what have you gotten yourself into. Immediately, the experiment ducks back into the hiding spot. Great timing, as the shark had just started speaking. She gives a silent huff, glad that any.. Possible conflict was averted. The voice. It was.. Nice. Had some sort of intonation to it that she enjoyed. Another possible ally, if she played her cards correctly! Silently, the shrimp scrambles herself up to the pipes atop the cieling of the room. Feeling it's cold chill, she let out a small chirrup, it was so nice feeling so cold again. But. She had just given out her location. Might as well try to befriend the thing now! ]

"Ch, ch, chh! Actually! I'm not an expendable. Not anymore! Jezzie Marnch, nice to meet you!"

[ They immediately begin piping, hanging down from the pipe right in front of Sylvie's face. A large grin on their face. ]

[jezztar]

“Mhm, mhm okayyy.”

[ They chirrup, tilting their head to the side as they listened intently to the shark. Although, completely ignoring their warnings about the rusty pipes. In fact, they began to sway back and forth with the space they had. The pipes creaked- and the shrimp was still unbothered. Their grin is consistent. At the same time, her gaze flicked over the shark curiously, picking up every detail. Even sniffing the air a few times to memorize the scent of the shark. A.. Unique one indeed. She curls her tail tighter around the cold pipe, content at the cold shudder it gave her. She was still hot, that was something that wouldn’t change unfortunately. Her ears twitch absently as she continues to listen, observing the slight change in her gaze. ]

“I meant, it’s the only thing I got! What, do you want me to take of my clothes? AHA! Eheheh… Sorry, sorry. Rude of me. It’s nice to meet you, Sylvie!”

[ Jez cackles, antennae curling for a moment before she calms herself visibly, holding her chest as she calms her breath. They grin widely at the shark, proud of their little joke. ]

The dark felt chilling to Jezzie's normally heated skin that the shrimp had. It had been dark for a few rooms, as well as growing colder... To the point her breath clouded infront of her in puffs.

The next room was wide like ove of those turret rooms, but deathly cold, like a meat freezer. She expected to hear to whir of the turrets, powering up to shoot white lead into her shell... But that whirr didn't come. Her eyes adjusted to the abyss around her slowly, to see crumbled metal from torn turrets and lockers crushed like cans.

"Bleh... Void locker... Juicy but not the most tasteful snack."

Mutters spoke from about 10 meters infront of her gravelly, yet feminine. The mystery voice stopped however to sniff the air and chuckle.

"Is there someone in here again? Mmmm you smell like a shrimp stir-fry little expendable..."

@sylvie-feralz-607

[ She trots through the halls, tail flicking behind her as if to stabilize her shaky legs. It's been years since she felt a single twinge of cold- it was a pleasant surprise. They begin to breathe more heavily, just to see the materialized clouds form in front of her mouth like a child. Content, her ear fins flicker back and forth, a small smile finding her face. The next room came, and that same demeanor quickly faded away. Turrets, right, duck your head and slip under something, then you can continue your.. Goofing off. Okay, maybe she shouldn't do that. While still deep in her head, she realized.. The turrets did not fire. She wasn't that sneaky, definitely not right now. ]

[ The state of the room was quickly realized. Metal crushed everywhere, the turrets completely inoperable. Something had ruined it. Fuck, Jezzie, what have you gotten yourself into. Immediately, the experiment ducks back into the hiding spot. Great timing, as the shark had just started speaking. She gives a silent huff, glad that any.. Possible conflict was averted. The voice. It was.. Nice. Had some sort of intonation to it that she enjoyed. Another possible ally, if she played her cards correctly! Silently, the shrimp scrambles herself up to the pipes atop the cieling of the room. Feeling it's cold chill, she let out a small chirrup, it was so nice feeling so cold again. But. She had just given out her location. Might as well try to befriend the thing now! ]

"Ch, ch, chh! Actually! I'm not an expendable. Not anymore! Jezzie Marnch, nice to meet you!"

[ They immediately begin piping, hanging down from the pipe right in front of Sylvie's face. A large grin on their face. ]

[jezztar]

The dark felt chilling to Jezzie's normally heated skin that the shrimp had. It had been dark for a few rooms, as well as growing colder... To the point her breath clouded infront of her in puffs.

The next room was wide like ove of those turret rooms, but deathly cold, like a meat freezer. She expected to hear to whir of the turrets, powering up to shoot white lead into her shell... But that whirr didn't come. Her eyes adjusted to the abyss around her slowly, to see crumbled metal from torn turrets and lockers crushed like cans.

"Bleh... Void locker... Juicy but not the most tasteful snack."

Mutters spoke from about 10 meters infront of her gravelly, yet feminine. The mystery voice stopped however to sniff the air and chuckle.

"Is there someone in here again? Mmmm you smell like a shrimp stir-fry little expendable..."

@sylvie-feralz-607

[ She trots through the halls, tail flicking behind her as if to stabilize her shaky legs. It's been years since she felt a single twinge of cold- it was a pleasant surprise. They begin to breathe more heavily, just to see the materialized clouds form in front of her mouth like a child. Content, her ear fins flicker back and forth, a small smile finding her face. The next room came, and that same demeanor quickly faded away. Turrets, right, duck your head and slip under something, then you can continue your.. Goofing off. Okay, maybe she shouldn't do that. While still deep in her head, she realized.. The turrets did not fire. She wasn't that sneaky, definitely not right now. ]

[ The state of the room was quickly realized. Metal crushed everywhere, the turrets completely inoperable. Something had ruined it. Fuck, Jezzie, what have you gotten yourself into. Immediately, the experiment ducks back into the hiding spot. Great timing, as the shark had just started speaking. She gives a silent huff, glad that any.. Possible conflict was averted. The voice. It was.. Nice. Had some sort of intonation to it that she enjoyed. Another possible ally, if she played her cards correctly! Silently, the shrimp scrambles herself up to the pipes atop the cieling of the room. Feeling it's cold chill, she let out a small chirrup, it was so nice feeling so cold again. But. She had just given out her location. Might as well try to befriend the thing now! ]

"Ch, ch, chh! Actually! I'm not an expendable. Not anymore! Jezzie Marnch, nice to meet you!"

[ They immediately begin piping, hanging down from the pipe right in front of Sylvie's face. A large grin on their face. ]

[jezztar]

You know the drill ;3

"Come out of that damn locker, expendable. I'll make it swift."

The shark snarls as it harshly jerks on the metal doors.

More info below the cut ...

"I'm going to put this simply. Found a phone that was being tracked by Urbanshade... I took out the bug... But it was documents apon documents on classified experiments, anomalies, entitys as well as procedures done one these people..."

"Now I know that there is some people lurking on this platform too in this facility. I'm willing to exchange data for supplies, like food, water, valuables... I'm willing to meet up to share this just send an ask and I'll get back to you."

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HI HI INFUSED HERE!!!

So I came up with a new concept for a pressure oc... This is Sylvie! Or Z-607 known as the sharkfin project...

Now I have to answer my plans for Slip. slip's account @slipfailedexr-p still active, but he's not my main priority anymore unfortunately, meaning any thing on his blog will be a while... Slip however now plays as a merchant in this version of pressure, he I facts heals people from poison and gives treatments (he totally didn't cause that okay?)

Anyways Back to Sylvie!

Sylvie has a complex story, carefully thought out. That will be revealed through posts, asks, and potentially animations! But the base you should know is that Sylvie is highly hostile to expendables trying to retrieve the crystal. She even has some game mechanics I thought about that I may talk about on a later date when I have some art references!

But just basic ask things

Be nice and respectful

Be silly and free

And don't worry if your ask hasn't answered yet your time will come trust!

People to be interested in this gal are:

@jezztar @jellyguyb @fishcalledsebastian

[jezztar]

"Yes, yeah I-.. I can."

[ They exhale, stepping next to the large void mass and starting to lift and move the rubble with ease. Her form was.. Less than clean, and she was shaking a bit. But it made some sense, considering how panicked the creature still was. Their tail flicks behind them anxiously, sniffing the air repeatedly for no seeming reason. She pulls back her hair quickly, continuing to move the rocks until none were left. She starts to space out, focusing on her thoughts as she stares at Sebastian's state. ]

"He's gonna b..e alright, yeah? I me..an, I-... It's not.. Tha..t bad."

[ They didn't sound very confident in that, in fact, their voice trembled a little as they spoke. She gnawed at the claws on her hands, narrowly avoiding the webs as well. Jezzie had bit at them once, and it didn't quite come out well. Tey had learned better by now. But the situation was still eating at her. Especially how much she couldn't do. ]

[ Jezzie wanders the halls of the blacksite as usual, out for resources to supply the two shopkeepers she had befriended. And, you know, for herself. She'd been doing better holding back on stealing stuff, I mean, it's not going to be here forever. She didn't want to get people killed because of her own greed. Hopefully she hadn't already, but she was in survival mode previously. It had been so long since she had even talked to someone at that point, god. No, now's not the time to think about that. You're doing what you like to do! Collect! So calm down. But the pit in her stomach wouldn't leave. Something was wrong and she could practically feel it. The creature packs her bag full of stuff, and makes her way towards Sebastian's shop. ]

[ Only for it to be empty. ]

[ She pauses, frozen in place as her fins droop, eyes desperatley scanning the room. No, no she missed something didn't she? A note, some sort of sign, anything. He was okay. She was overthinking! He didn't have to leave anything for her, anyways. They had just met a few days.. Maybe? Ago. It's hard to tell time down here. Despite her attempts to comfort herself, she empties her bag out in his shop, then rushes out to go and find him. He's fine. Jez repeats it in her head as she dashes through the cold, hollow rooms. Until she smells something. A familiar scent- Sebastian. That was his. Tail lashing behind her, the shrimp-like creature follows the smell. ]

"SEBASTIAN?! YOU HERE-..?"

-@jezztar

Looking around the room she was in, it was in a state of disrepair, to put it lightly. A thick layer of dust sat ominously on the floor, and a huge pile of rubble that seemingly caused the dust sat near the middle of the room. Sebastians' smell seemed to emanate from the rubble.

In another attempt to see if she'd get a reply, Jezzie called Sebastian again, and to their obvious shock and horror, a strange, muffled groan came from under the rubble. Just Sebastian's luck to get himself in the situation.