//Hello! Here is a blog for my OC, Zosime Taziana. She's a bit of a [Prototype] OC, but can be any other. Don't be afraid, /I/ don't bite. Zosime is a different story, however. M!A: Obliviate for ten hours; muse loses memory
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Who am I, exactly? So many memories.. So many different worlds.. { Multi-fandom OC blog. Current...
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It was quiet, besides the soft sound of the infected screeching, attempting to claw their way up the side of the broken building to her, but she had drowned it out. It was as if they didn't exist. Though, of course, she knew the three larger infected, called Brawlers, sat around her on what was left of the building.
She stared out, her single grey eye scanned the area around her. Soon, she noticed a group of infected straying away.
That was certainly odd..
Zosime knew they only went where they sensed food, and food to them were, in a sense, 'living' beings. There was a chance someone was over there.
Standing, facing where the group was going, she slowly took a step forward, then jumped off of the crumbling building. Straight, that's where she was going to go.
And that's exactly what she did.
‘Where am I?’
Hilda looked up at the dilapidated surroundings. Dark, rusted ruins surrounded her on all sides. She should have been terrified and she knew that. Deep down, she probably was a little scared.
Her partners weren’t with her. The loneliness consumed her, if that’s what that feeling was. That feeling of near-nothingness. What could she possibly call it?
‘What is this place?’
Going back home wasn’t the issue. She only cared about the place she found herself in, and why it was broken. If she needed to empathize, it would have to be with the city itself.
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Her eyes widen in surprise, bringing up her arm in defence. It had been some time since she used her infected abilities against him, some time indeed.. It felt almost unnatural to use them now, mostly against him. If she needed something, or if her Brawlers were hungry, they'd go hunting instead of her.
She'd have to get out of that, and soon, she knew. It was rather annoying after all.
The man just stares, slightly confused. He was supposed to accomplish something from this? No, right? He didn't care. His mate was here, and so was that feeling. That feeling to hunt, want, eat what stood in his way. That was a feeling that stood before the feeling of lust, love, companionship. Those were feelings that were just hopeless and useless in this situation. Drooling and growling, he grins a sinister smile.
"Sorry, it's not gonna be like last time, Zosime... I'm making it painless as possible..." He opens his jaw, showing very inhuman teeth and lunges forward.
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just an ordinary floating bro head. nothing special
*cough* drag the image *cough*
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siriusofthecerberus:The man stares and smiles contently at her, as if his demand was sought. “Zozo…" he gives a strange, almost frightening, smile as he opens his arms. “Come to Papa Wolf, lovely…" He takes several steps. Despite all of the dangerous impressiom he’s giving off, there’s no…
Sirius chuckles a bit, feeling as if he were a threat. Though that angry tone pushes forward, step by step. “You know… it hurts that you don’t think the same thing I’m thinking, Zosime…" He leans down, his forehead touching hers. “You’re just so damn adorable when you’re mad…" He keeps walking forward, moving them both to the wall. "… Tasty…" He mumbles, drooling. With his body hunched, a lot more ragged in features, he looked nothing short of a large wolf.
"… I bet you taste good…"
Zosime was stilled, staring up at the man, confused and slightly aggravated. Something was wrong, something had happened; but she couldn't figure out what. It was odd to see him acting like this, and she would find out what was going on.
Another growl escaped her lips at his words.
"You stupid pup." A bit harsh, but that was normal. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She placed her hands onto his chest, ready to push him away. "What do you think you're going to accomplish by doing this?"
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"Internet friendship is not real"
Reblog if this is a lie and you have made amazing friends on the internet.


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She stepped back, staring at him in disbelief. Complete mood change. She growled at him, gritting her teeth. The tendrils along her arm slither slowly, threatening to form her claws if they were needed. "Sirius, answer me." Her tone was now filled with warning; warning of her anger, the fact she would attack if need be.
The man stares and smiles contently at her, as if his demand was sought. "Zozo..." he gives a strange, almost frightening, smile as he opens his arms. "Come to Papa Wolf, lovely..." He takes several steps. Despite all of the dangerous impressiom he's giving off, there's no sense of murder or even hate. "... Good evening..."
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Zosime growls lowly, glaring at him. Something was different; off, even. Something strange had happened. "Sirius." She crossed her arms over her chest, watching him closely. If she had to, she would restrain him. "What the hell happened?"
Sirius looks back at the house, hearing that voice. That cold, harsh, unforgiving voice that he fell in love with. Sirius stops in his tracks, turning to the voice. "Come on, little monster..." A very unusual tone erupts up, followed by a dark laugh. "Zosime. Papa wolf wants to see you...." He slowly walks to the voice. "Puppy wants to see you~"
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// So I'm thinking about making a multi!Character blog for my oc's.
Thoughts?
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The sound of a fridge being thrown out of a building and onto the street was not that new to her, though it had been some time. Giving a grumble in annoyance, she exited the room she had been in, tucking in the infants, and looked out the window. She rose a brow, seeing the pup. Sighing in irritation, she heads out of the house as well. "Pup!"
Gemini M!A ((Choose which))
Sirius feels… split. Like his body was sliced in two.
"What the hell, I feel like shit…" Well, he felt way moodier, more than usual. Must be that time where his gut needs to be filled. "… Whatever, must be hungry… that’s it…" The scruffy man gets off of the floor and starts walking to whatever was the kitchen in this place. When nothing was found, Sirius leaves the house after the tossed fridge lands in the street. “Hungry!"
Something felt… lost. As if Nathan was broken in half.
"…. Wha?" A somewhat less confident man sits up, rubbing his eyes, confused of what’s going on. "… Ugh, what happened… It’s all… uneasy…" He mumbles out, feeling a rising fear of the unknown. Nathan needed to find a familiar face. He gets up and begins wandering the streets. “Hello… Anyone?"
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Specific Headcanons -- Go!
Put one character or ship and one of these symbols (or more) in my ask box, and I’ll let you know the following for that character/ship:
☾ : Sleep headcanon
☠ : Drinking/drunk headcanon
☼ : Childhood headcanon
☯ : Genderbent headcanon
⋆ : Sex headcanon
☮ : Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon
☄ : Any AU headcanon (modern, school, medieval, and so on)
♤ : Cooking headcanon
☻ : Mood headcanon
♒ : Any other question of your choosing
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Random roleplayer gif meme.
How I look when roleplaying normally.

How I look when roleplaying parings/smut.

How I look when a god mod/mary sue shows up.

How I look when I am impatient for a reply.

How I look when a roleplay dies.

How I look when real life people catch me roleplaying.

Alright roleplayers let’s see your variations!
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Aladdin
Aladdin: A sacrifice you made for someone.
IC:
A sacrifice? In a way, killing her parents wasn't much of a sacrifice to keep her sister safe, but having stayed away from her sister, whom she adored, was. She wanted to protect her, and in her mind there were to things to do; kill their parents, and then leave her. Not even in Italy, but she took her to Greece, all the while explaining what happened.
It was a sacrifice, leaving her sister someone safe, which also included being away from her, with no contact.
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Tiana
Tiana: A time you tried the hardest for something.
IC; A time Zosime tried the hardest for something was when she was in High School. There, she struggled with juggling working, school, and taking care of her younger sister. She worked hard before High school, making sure she'd have a period in the morning off to walk her sister to school, and then to study until her class started. She wanted to do this in order to protect her sister and to soon get out of the house they lived in.
OOC;
Huh.. I think it would be when I tried getting the courage not to back out of surgery. Sure, it wasn't going to be on anything fatal, just on my knee. But, the thought, as the day neared, was... frightening. I wasn't sure what to think or do when it would happen. I wasn't sure what to expect would happen, and what it would turn out to be.
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