Sits the Seraph of the forge next to Robo Fizz, cuz this can only end well.
Robo's eyes widen with a few sparks upon seeing the Angel right next to him, a bit surprised as he rose a brow at the cross necklace "Y-You know could get i-in trouble wearing that 'ho-holy shit' down here, If I-I were you I'd turn it upside down Mister~" Robo teased, spinning his head upside down when he said before going back to normal with a slight smirk, not noticing any angelic features yet as they sat there.
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@infernal-feminae from x
Sera had never wanted Philza do those things, but she had to do what was necessary. For the greater good.
She remained unmoved, narrowing her eyes down at him. On the surface, she appeared eerily calm, but she was sure he was close enough to see how her mouth twitch, and glowing outlines of her numerous eyes flashed for a mere second.
Both Sera and Philza seemed to not have heard or outright ignored Emily's plea. The younger Seraphim frowned, her concern turning to outright frustration.
She suddenly flew up and got between them, pushing them away from one another before things could get ugly.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!?" She exclaimed, her gaze darting between both of them.
Philza gasps softly as Emily pushes them away, he had forgotten that the younger angel was here.
"Forgive me, Emily," he apologizes, "I...got carried away,"
He looks down at Emily now, hands folded, eyes soft, and smiles, giving her his full attention. He remembered when Emily first came into creation and he could only assume what she's heard about him. Deep down, Philza hoped Emily wasn't scared of him.
"What were you saying, little one?" he prompts gently.
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@starseized
Her manicured fingernail trailed along the spines of countless books, leaving a path that spanned most of the authors between 'S' and 'T'. Halia tapped her fingers instinctively on the shelf where the book she was searching for ought to be, each of her fingertips making a sharp noise as if to punctuate her annoyance with a perfect tap. With a sigh she looked around and her eyes eventually settled on the only student within whispering distance.
"Excuse me, slim. Have you seen Catcher in the Rye? The librarian said they had it in, but it doesn't seem to be on the shelf..."
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Pre-Plotted Thread || @tacitusauxilium
It had been a long and painful journey, ever since that one night on the rooftop of the dorm way back last April, his life had never been the same, and for good reason. How does one try and return to living a perfectly normal life again after finding out you had powers that no one normal would ever get, fighting creatures that only you were capable of fighting, let alone literally saving the world and preventing the apocalypse from happening.
All were very good points, but the bigger question of everything was: How could he just lay here and accept his fate? -- an unfair destiny that promised him nothing but death -- and after everything he'd been through with his dear friends, only to be made a sacrificial lamb that would give up his life for the greater good.
Minato knew what he'd be in for the very moment he signed that contract.
That was until he found out what the end of his fate had promised him, destined to be a heroic sacrifice and become stuck in limbo forever while he would have no but choice to watch his precious friends grow up, and live their young adult lives, maturing into adults without him. At the start, he understood his fate, but now, at this very moment, as he lays there, floating in this eternal abyss of darkness within where he would be confined to nothing more than a statue that stopped Nyx from breaking out and bringing the world to its final days -- it was a fate much worse than death. Knowing very well that he would never be able to see them again.. it broke his heart.
There was no way he'd allow this to happen, Minato couldn't stand the thought of being without his friends, being denied the chance to live his life to the fullest, high school had been a wonderful time in his life, but even he had future ambitions, things he actually wanted to do with his life, he wasn't going to accept this fate, no, he would never accept this fate.
Darkness.. all around me
I can't see a thing...
Everyone..
No.. it can't end like this...
I WON'T let it end like this..
Millions of thoughts began to occupy his mind, so many more thoughts came to rise, filling his mind further and further with life, his calm mind becoming more and more restless with increasing thoughts before eventually, his mind could handle anymore, the distress of it all, caused a small crack to form on the statue, and upon seeing that, Igor quickly told Elizabeth to go to Minato, before his thoughts would become so great, that is would free his soul from the seal completely and render it useless, which would undoubtedly bring upon the end of days all over again.
Suddenly, a familiar voice speaks to him, shining a light down into the darkness that seemed to nearly swallow him whole, after carefully listening to the voice speak, he began to recognize whose voice it was, it was Elizabeth.
It appears that the cards are working in your favor
Your pleas have been heard, and you may ease your fears
For it seems that fate has decided to smile upon you after all
My, how exhilarating!
If you truly wish to take control of your fate
Then you must do away with the full extend of your power
For changing fate, always comes with a price.
Sacrifice your power of the wild card
And your fate, and future, shall bud anew.
A golden contract appears in his hand, the paper being in his hands emitting a light that began to glow, illuminating his entire surroundings as he reached for the glowing pen, the moment he signs his name, the contract closes, and everything around him becomes a bright white, and a sparkling tarot card is suddenly pulled from his chest, the next thing he hears as the light began to surround him.
I accept the contract.
Take hold of your fate, and forge your own path
with your heart as your guide.
I look forward to seeing what happens next
On this brand-new journey.
As Elizabeth's voice fades out, the bright white lights around him begin to wrap around him, and in a quick flash of white. Grey eyes slowly open, and he's met with the ceiling of a hospital he was all too familiar with, moments later, he takes a breath glad to be breathing life back into his lungs again, it worked, just when all seemed lost -- he was grateful to Elizabeth for giving him this second chance.
[{ 🦋 }] - "...I'm alive. Then, it worked!" The second he's fully conscious, it's there when Minato finally realizes that there was someone beside him, slowly turning his head to the side, he's met with a sleeping Fuuka, who seemed to have fallen asleep holding his hand. Reaching out with his free hand, he begins to give Fuuka a gentle shake on the shoulder, her small frame making it easy to shake her enough to hopefully wake her.
[{ 🦋 }] - "Hey, Fuuka-Chan. Fuuka-Chan.. you awake?"
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@melodicbreeze / s.c
It's in thanks to the prodding of the Anemo Archon that he manifests himself in this form today. But if Dvalin were to admit it to themself, it is also in part to the winds telling them of a Sumeru man who sought him out for the purpose of trapping him in a box! How absurd! Thus he thought to remain in Decarabian's old tower until the festival ended.
So much for those plans. Up in smoke they go.
Dvalin peers at the stalls left and right. The oddities of the era still manages to confuse a creature that had been isolated for so long.
"What is that?" Turquoise eyes narrow curiously at the square papers some humans held in their hands. Between them laid some more of the strange paper and what appeared to be die.
"What are they doing there?" A gloved hand grips Venti's cloak, preventing the other from walking towards Angel's Share.
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I'm very tired of this "queer college students should stop supporting Palestine, they'd kill you there!" I watched a hijabi ask a trans man, "but what name do you want to go by?" A butch giving a woman their hoodie so that she could keep her hair covered after the cops took her scarf. Muslim girls making sure the lesbian couple got through the system together. Religious men making sure purple haired protestors got out safe. I don't want to hear it. Solidarity forever, free Palestine.
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OK THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DRILL EVERYONE FUCKING REPEAT AFTER ME. THIS IS WHAT YOU WILL DO WHEN YOU WATCH MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL THIS YEAR:
You will navigate to the page on disney plus (and it has to be here. Unless someone has actually uploaded the REAL movie anywhere else you cannot get it elsewhere)
BUT YOU WILL NOT HIT PLAY. You won’t do it. Because it’s NOT THE REAL VERSION OF THE FILM AND DISNEY IS FUCKING LYING TO YOU AS IT ALWAYS DOES
You will scroll down HERE. To EXTRAS instead. You MUST GO HERE. This is non -negotiable
THEN YOU WILL SCROLL DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE EXTRAS AND YOU WILL THEN HIT PLAY ON THIS BAD BOY: THE FULL LENGTH VERSION
And you will watch it. And you will thank me for having been so blind and led astray by that stupid fucking mouse. You’re welcome.
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