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m’kay, 4/6 of my replies are done! I still owe:
@devoidofxxxx and @cnough
my muse is starting to dwindle, though, so! I’ll work on those next time - promise!
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▶️Hello! And thank you for following! Please have a starter if you wish to interact with Ib!◀️
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“Have...I...seen you before...?”
#{hello! hello! this starter is way late#thanks for the follow!}#devoidofxxxx#starter#^^seen somewhere#{a promised h a p p y ending}
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Nightmare Syndrome

This had to be a dream. There was absolutely no way a place like this could actually exist. Maybe it was a mirage of some sort? Iris screwed up her face in concentration, but all that her analyzing powers told her was that this was reality. Dreams can feel realistic so that's what it must be. Just a dream.
Perhaps nightmare was a better word. Wherever she was, the dragon was terrified. Her surroundings were vaguely familiar yet, at the same time, completely foreign. She spun around in search of another person. In her dreams she was never completely alone, one of the captains was always there. Iris couldn't find Neil or Brett, but she did spot a boy off in the distance. She flew over to him as fast as she possibly could.
"Hey! You! Excuse me, but where am I? This is a dream, right?"
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--Most days, Cheshire was a busy creature. They wouldn't recount to another living soul with what, but they would insist that they had much work to do.
However busy they might claim to be at any other time, that day there was nothing of importance to take care of. A rare blessing, a lazy day. They took advantage, letting their hood sag back and whatever light there was to be had reach pallid skin. Much of their spare time-- and there was so, so little --was spent with their back to a carved stone, eyes shut and dead to all the world. It was so quiet in this place, and Cheshire could hear each minute sound clear as day. Footsteps, and in their direction.
They lifted their head, cheeks and nose disappearing once more behind the shadow of heavy fabric and unkempt hair.Alice! Still around, of course he is! The guide pushed themselves up to the tips of covered fingers to straighten their back, appear more presentable. Alice kept his head down, not having noticed them yet.
Alice seemed to work hard as well, the only difference between himself and Cheshire being that the guide was only ever successful. Now, a lot of things could be said about the Cheshire Cat, but they were nothing if not inclusive.

--"Hey there, kid. You look a little down. Come sit with me, Alice, and waste a little time. You've enough of it!"
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cagedinonebody, devoidofxxxx , muse-eutopia, suga-the-glowstone-forger
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“Be...buh....w-wa..ruh.....o..o..of....wiiii...t..c..h...”
#{thanks for the follow!}#starter#cagedinonebody#devoidofxxxx#muse-eutopia#sugatheglowstoneforger#^^beware of the witch#{her kindness was her d e m i s e}
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@devoidofxxxx || ☘
❝ Did you come here all alone ? ❞
A curious, bright-eyed gaze fell on Allen as he passed into the clearing. Despite the wariness in his voice, the Skull Kid’s expression showed no sign of concern. How odd... the little child’s face didn’t seem to have many features at all. He lifted his head to sample the air, suddenly giggling as a smile stretched across his face. ❝ You’re not Kokiri, are you ? I didn’t think so. ❞
#|| ☘ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵒᵈˢ ❪ closed ❫#|| ☘ v : ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃ ᶰᶤᶜᵉ ᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ❪ unmasked ❫#|| hey there! thanks for liking the call! this should be fun. i'd love to get to know your character! ||#devoidofxxxx#|| ☘ ᵃ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ᶠᵘᶰ ❪ banter ❫
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Home. Home. Home. The word rung through the beast’s skull like a hot iron pressed into his brain, urging him desperately to go back to the only place he knew of -- to leave this rot, this filthy place of Humans -- and that a reward waited if the Master was happy with the filth he brought home. The Master was always happy with what the torikos brought home. These things needed to be cleansed. He wasn’t very used to retrieval, and he hadn’t gone out Kidnapping many times before this, so he hoped, in his drunk-like stupor, that his sacrifice to them was enough.
The beast was airborne, massive steady-beating brown wings dead-set in an almost robotic fashion on returning home, never once bothering to take in his surroundings, to question the patter of frigid rain on his pelt that sailed off of his wings, or the tumbling of the massive grey things cruising the sky so slowly. This was his life, and everything he knew -- which wasn’t very much, as he was almost always hypnotized by the Master of the Valley: to Kidnap children out of their dreams if they were nightmares, to fly back to The Ruins, and to regurgitate them in the statue if he wanted to live. Rinse and repeat.
To him, there was nothing out of the ordinary. He couldn’t tell much anyway through the fog that clouded his mind and grasped so eagerly at any free-roaming thought. It was much like the fog clouding his vision. With this in mind, he didn’t notice when the heavens above tumbled and tossed and sent beams of white light down from their lair. He couldn’t notice how close they were, how dangerous this was.
And then it happened.
Any semblance of thought seized as his vision went bright. Every nerve ending, every neuron in his brain fired at once and overwhelmed him at the same time that they fired. Pain seared through every path it could take and each and every molecule of fur bristled as far up as it could as he froze, filled with the white light of above, the white light of the angry, tumbling grey things.
When it ended, he was unconscious. The massive animal’s wings flew diagonally at a strange and dangerous angle as his entire body swung in a downward arc, arms and legs swinging as far back as the wind could push them as he swung down from the sky, drool escaping his lips and staining a few of his feathers a viscous, minty green. Spiraling with speed, he quickly hit the edge of one of The Ruin’s many crumbling walls, and his angle speedily shifted -- he was now upside down, stomach exposed to the above as his altitude descended rapidly. A monstrous, fatal boom rocked the ground as the toriko’s massive grey body collided with the soft earth below.
The Master’s soldiers noticed, nothing more than a set of dumb enchanted armor, and without care, they combined their efforts to drag him. Unable to stop them or awaken in his disparaging state, he could do nothing as they towed him deep within the Ruins over the course of many hours. There, some of them left and the rest placed a short, rusty chain around his neck that led into the floor. Having chained the beast, and having no will of their own to judge anything of his state, they concluded their job had been fulfilled and mechanically walked the distance to where they had been before.
When he awoke, it was not a state in which he was fully conscious. Choking and gasping, he weakly regurgitated the Human. Unable to do much else, his body screaming for him to stop, and his vision still blank, the toriko’s eyes closed once more.
#devoidofxxxx#roleplay#the last guardian#alice mare#am#tlg#trico#hope this was an okay starter!#sorry for any mistakes#custom canon
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Tagging: @devoidofxxxx @destinprxnce @prometheals @kvetas @star-burst and whoever wants to do it really :p
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#went with a-ya since I was thinking of the thread xD#also wow a-ya sure isn't the best person out there#he definitely can be a good person if he has an interest in someone (like akane) but most people other than c-ta really he's pretty terrible#so like. unless you're related to occult in any way don't trust in this habitual liar he just wants to watch you suffer lmao#rumormonger;#rumormonger;hc
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Teacher’s eyes had heavy dark circles under them. How many nights now had he stayed up trying to find a way back into that world and a way to save Allen..? He had lost count by now. But he now had an idea of how to bring the boy’s soul back into their world, it had been what he originally planned to do for Fiona. But first he had to find a way across those doors again. He must not succumb the the lull of sleep..
Teacher opened his eyes. Had he fallen asleep..? He could still taste the bitter coffee he’d been drinking by the gallon in his mouth. But this world.. The lifeless scene certainly wasn’t that of his library he’d previously been in. He had made it back somehow? There were a million theories buzzing in his head of how this was possible, but for now he ignored them. He had one mission, one objective. And he would not leave until he had brought that child home safe and sound. The familiar key sat heavy in his pocket as he walked forward.
“Allen..?” He called out, trying to force his voice past it’s naturally soft tone.
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| 🍬 | @devoidofxxxx |
| 🍬 | Quina had been wandering around while now, in search of even newer more exquisite yummies. Quina could become the best chef in the world, rivaled by no other if Quina were to do so.
Only s/he was once again finding nothing, left only with shoulders sagging, and the shaking of their head.
“This place has no yummie yummies.” The qu mutters in defeat, still wandering aimlessly, and despite the odd looks Quina was receiving, the qu did not notice, or chose not to care. S/he even chose to ignore when running into someone, only brushing by without another thought.
#devoidofxxxx#;; cooking and eating (ic)#v;; undetermined#//sorrrry for the wait on this holidays and stuff got in the way#//but here you go !
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{ ∞ } - - [ ❝...Hm? Isn't it rather cold out for you to be wandering around?❞ He glanced at he boy briefly before continuing, ❝Where do you live? I can escort you back if you'd like.❞ ]
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The demon sat on the ground, starring into the water. Cheshire seemed to be lost in his confusing and dark thoughts. The rabbit was still salty and ignored him. After all the cat did for him! How rude!
After a small while, his tail twitched and the already crooked smile brightened up. He lifted his sharp clawed paws and started cheering for himself.
“Now I’ve got it!! I’ll just chew his other ear off! Then he’s symmetrical! Surely a freak like him would like that! Then we can go back to being best buddies forever!”
Nothing would tear the cat from his side, Cheshire wanted to be his best friend! He wanted to be the one that played with him every day, he wanted to be the one rabbit called ‘best friend’, he wanted to be the one who gnawed all of his limbs off. Just stuff best friends did!
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“Mweeheehee!” The familiar voice of Cheshire Cat echoes throughout the boys mind, with his oh so familiar crooked grin plastered across his face.
“Hey now, Allen. It’s been awhile since we’ve killed any ‘bad guy’s’ uh? You feeling pawsitively terrible yet? Ya dyin’ yet? That hunger eating you inside almost as much as I am Mweehee?” Cheshire had willingly given Allen free reign for quite awhile now and the boy hasn’t done a single soul eating escapade! Since Allen’s body is technically Cheshire’s it should be craving that soul juice right about now. But the boy always kept that stoney look on his face, it was starting to really bug him! Well, if he really is feeling so hungry, if he begged for it, Cheshire could snatch a soul real easy!
#i remembered our pms about the novel and how they don't need to eat souls anymore#so i thought i'd make a starter for you with them starting to explore that#devoidofxxxx#cat void of xxxx;#dear alice;
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(Hi there! Hope we can rp sometime?)
[ hey there- sure! I’m usually here, so I’m down for it whenever you are. uvu tbh you didn’t have to ask, since I’m open to everyone, but thank you for making sure! ]
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