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i do need to remake vandal's blog eventually because he's still in shadowbannedhell.
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call us THE VANDALS the way we congregate like it's 455 CE & we're both drunk at the sacking of rome
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@savcge but do you see MY vision tho .
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" is that SO? there's an easy way to FIX IT. do you know how? "
❝ I broke my hand . ow . ❞
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THAT uncle coded.
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INTIMIDATION AND VIOLENT RP PROMPTS FOR POWERED MUSES. ( Part II of the collection for action based roleplay prompts, made especially for powered muses. Feel free to add information if you wish. )
Send a symbol for the action and/or send a # for reverse
🤜 or forward // sender pulls receiver closer with telekinesis.
🤌 or take // sender takes receivers powers ( specify whether it is for a certain amount of time or permanent )
👇 or kneeling // sender forces receiver on their knees with their powers.
⛓ or confinement // sender traps receiver in a cage that limits their powers or suppresses them.
🦴 or bones // sender snaps receivers bones with telekinesis
🩸 or blood // sender makes receivers blood boil
✒ or practice // sender practices their powers on receiver
🔥 or flames // sender sets receiver on fire
🔮 or hallucination // sender makes receiver hallucinate
💀 or revive // sender kills receiver and revives them over and over again
🏹 or hunt // sender is a hunter and hunts receiver down
🥶 or freeze // sender drastically lowers receivers body temperature
✊or breath // sender makes it impossible for receiver to breathe with magic.
🤫 or quiet // sender removes receivers mouth with magic
😑 or blind // sender blinds receiver with magic
💥 or explode // sender makes receivers blood vessels explode
🌙 or eclipse // sender kidnaps receiver until the next eclipse to take their powers
🌡or temperature // sender cools or heats receivers body temperature
⏰ or time // sender time travels to receiver in another timeline
🧨 or sting // sender hits receiver with small painful bits of their power to torture them
🎯 or target // sender uses receiver as target practice
🎵 or song // sender influences receiver with a song ( works best for sirens etc. )
🏳or white flag // sender kidnaps receiver to hunt them in a sacrifice.
🏴 or black flag // sender kidnaps receiver to hand them to another organization
🔞 or age // sender rapidly ages receiver with their powers ( could result in their death etc )
☢ or weapon // sender turns receiver into a mindless weapon
🔆 or sun // sender experiments on receiver
🏥 or heal // sender heals receiver only to torture them again
⭕ or collar // sender puts a collar around receivers neck that suppresses their powers and let's electricity run through it that hurts them when they try it anyways
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@eendtiimes replied:
then get rid of me, pussy . // nabu voice
" i'd love to, how about you come here. "
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" i hate that brat. "
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" have we ever had a problem? "
❝ yes !! WHY ME ???? do we have a PROBLEM ?? ❞
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@brutalage asked:
SHE HAS THE UTMOST DELICACY in her motions . Always reminding herself . Speaking , in the back of her head until it rings , viscerally , in her ears . The suspiciously large knife is never questioned . She's used to such things , by now . It only adds to the barbarism , she thinks , and perhaps , he finds it something of a comfort . A strange badge of honor , to be viewed with such fear . Lydie slides the piece of pumpkin pie onto a fragile plate , and places it in front of her father . Perfectly ------ at least , what Lydie herself deems it is . "For you, Father." She says , and grants him the quick peck of her kiss upon his mighty face . The most affection she had shown him in ages . "I had made this myself. I hope you enjoy it ."
Hunger. An famished feast to fill the beast that was forever starved of the feeling of satiation. Gaze penetrated the eyes of his kin--pup so frail yet carrying the blood of kings. How the facade of acting perpetuated a cycle of false walls that never ceased to fall under the pressure of a single blow. Even so, those that stood tall--remained in tact--proved to be true, useful and to be taken advantage of.
Lydie Sauvage. A runtish pup in the clothes a sacrificial lamb that had long since lost it's fur but not it's fangs. Claws like porcelain, perhaps he might be able to shatter them if he tried. To test such savagery he hoped to not only encourage but to cultivate in his own. Allow him to carry the staff of guidance--a weapon to pierce one's heart, rather than to corralling animals. Those that strayed too far are better devoured than left to their own devices.
Those lost, festering in the venom that coats their fangs, turning wolves to snakes unaware that hognoses might only attempt to spread their false hood; the king cobra was born with it. They did not know the true meaning of bathing in the acid that he had, nor the experience that gave him the right to own them.
Even now, the ancient's eyes stared with intent hidden under a mask of normalcy. One he believed that he wore quite well, for the most part. To mask intentions behind words that rang as comfortably as a pillow being used to snuff out someone's final breath.
" you made this? "
A reiteration, a repetition. Spoken while his gaze passed over the slice--near perfect, a flaw in sight, or two. Whether it be how the delicate lamb held it's blade too tightly or a subtle shift as soon as it was placed onto the plate. It was easy to see the flaws with eyes that had been tempered by flames of meteors and hellfire.
It felt only right, to remain still as pup's peck pulled away. Eyelids half fallen over his eyes in such leisure one wondered how awake the beast was.
" dear daughter have you tried it yourself? tasted your own delights before presenting them on my plate? "
How he loomed as a shadow might around a flickering fire, casted upon the walls of a cavern it would live then die within. As starving as a man who always savoured every last bite might be, he sat unmoving to a meal devised by another. Might his kin be as hungry as him?
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@1mpulsee replied:
WHY SPECIFICALLY WITH ME
" why you? "
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something i find funny that's sort of ... just appeared ever since i really started to get the vandal muse is his habit of answering things with more questions. just a constant state of blunt often obvious questions. i don't know why he does this or if he does this at all in canon . but he sure does it a lot in my writing.
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@1mpulsee replied:
BOOOOOOOO 🍅🍅🍅🍅
GRABS BART AND SHAKES HIM.
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still havent recovered from naked vandal, bun vandal, and suit vandal in savage garden .
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Batman #139 - "The Savage Garden of Gotham" (2023)
written by Chip Zdarsky art by Jorge Corona & Ivan Plascencia
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