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[greatwrath]

Of all the half-breeds that you have allowed to run around, which one is the most likely to die from being an idiot?

“That would be Kara, by a long shot.” 

[corncryptid]

❝  A Feast in a Famine ❞

@lightningandknives | wanted a starter !

“Old George up on the hill said he saw it too the other night, tall as a tree, standin’ in one of his fields.”

“Yeah, well, George also likes to make up stories about how he chased Bigfoot off his farm every other Saturday.”

Calvin had eavesdropped into the conversation between the two middle-aged men at the booth behind him for about five minutes now and the sound of the waitress setting his plate on the countertop startled him. “Whew, thanks, you scared me!” He admitted with a charming smile and a hand on his chest; eyes raking over the practically-overflowing meal of sausages, eggs, bacon, pancakes, hash-browns, and biscuits. “Looks great!”

The waitress offered him a smile before trudging off to serve someone else; the place was popular at this time of day. He tucked into it with no real hesitation. The time post-Harvest was always an uneasy transition. Cornell was constantly at the back of his brain, clawing at the edge of his consciousness, and always, always hungry. It was insatiable.

Calvin knew for a fact that this massive meal would do nothing to lessen the empty feeling in his gut in the long run, but it was a temporary fix. As he shoved a whole egg into his mouth and swallowed it down with the help of a gulp of lukewarm instant coffee, his eyes turned to the woman sat next to him along the sit-down counter.

“H’y,” his words were initially muffled as he swallowed again, “Could you pass the—yeah, them! That’d be awesome, thanks!” He pointed with his spare index finger at the packets of sugar and jam and syrup just out of his reach, but right next to her. He flashed her a similarly-charming smile. “Can’t finish a feast like this without some fuckin’ maple syrup, right?”

[vorcotec]

lightningandknives replied to your post: here are all of jane’s scenes in emerald city

Wow that voice

i know right

[positivity-for-the-rpers]

lightningandknives is just THE BEST and, like, all of the mun's verses for Kara are just so, idek how to describe it, but they're awesome!! :P Very unique, and every thread they have, whether its Kara in one of her many verses or not, shines such a strong light onto the character. I know she's an OC but the mun writes her SO well!! You can see all these different sides of her which really show how detailed this character really is! GREAT JOB to the mun!!!

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[ourpieceoutoftime-blog]

“Little Kids can Cause Some Weird Shit, Dude” | Closed for LightninAandKnives

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Deana had fallen into a new routine with her mom since Sammy left. It was different, of course, and they, more often than not, took on two cases at once instead of one (which meant they both went to do the cases solo), but that was fine. She was a big girl, after all.

Weird things kept happening in this little town that ‘couldn’t be explained’. A newspaper article on it had caught Bobbie’s eye who’d then told Joan about it, which is how Dee knew about it. She’d figured, at first, that maybe it was a ghost, or Hell, even a witch, but she needed to do quite a bit of recon to figure that out first. Which, led the hunter to the local motel. It was a bit too much on the outskirts of the town for her liking, but she could get her shit done there.

She’d checked in the day before and planned on getting herself ready today (in her best FBI pant-suit) to go down to the police station to ask her questions. Being human and all, she did need some sort of breakfast to eat before that, of course, which had been why she’d left her room. Vending machines were always stocked with the breakfast of champions! And, maybe she’d bought herself enough snacks to last a few days, but it wasn’t like there was anyone around to judge her for that. They didn’t know her here! Nor did she very much care what they thought of her anyway.

As the hunter was just about to put her key card in the door, a little girl caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. At first, Deana wasn’t going to say or do anything, but she looked around nonetheless. No one had checked in since she had, and she hadn’t seen the kid around yesterday… Was she alone? Awkwardly standing there in front of her door, kind of looking at the kid and kind of just looking around, she waited for a moment to see if a parent would come back to pick up their kid. But no parent came. Should she do something? She should probably do something. What was a little kid doing all by herself on the outskirts of town? How’d she even get there?

The blonde still had a handful of candy and chips, but kids liked junk food (as was the reason she did too), so that should be fine. Putting the card back into her pocket, Dee walked up to the little girl, speaking as she stepped closer as to not scare her.

“Hey, kiddo. You waitin’ for your mom here?”

[nothingbut-heart]

For beelz there'd def be the cannibalism discourse: aka what is cannibalism for her and what isn't.

for OCs: what fandom discourse would there be surrounding my character if they were canon?

Honestly, it is a bit of a tricky issue.  If a non-human entity posses a human and eats another human is still cannibalism?  If a non-human entity possesses a human and eats another non-human entity is it cannibalism?

The latter is probably super unsafe.

[thefacelcss]

@lightningandknives replied to your post:

Ah, four in twelve hours is still solid though. One every three hours definitely isn’t spamming, and even if someone’s dash is slow it would take nine hours of no activity to have three of your posts show up one after another. 

i see what you’re saying.  the queue just has weird times for posting things now.  like 1:48pm.  or 4:12pm.  or 6:36pm.  instead of a consistent one every three hours (probably because i think the queue won’t post at 9:00pm because that’s the end of the time period, so it tries to do something different - it’s confusing).

[normallyxstrange]

@lightningandknives | plotted thing

    The girl was something not human. Kat couldn't tell what, exactly—demon or some other creature—but it made little difference. She was, so far, the most fascinating being she'd encountered in the last few hours. Humans had come and gone, walking the same familiar paths, auras glowing with varied emotions ranging from happiness to despair. No one had quite caught her eye like this one.

    Kat had a decision to make—follow and further observe, or let the girl continue and have opportunity slip away.

    It wasn't a hard decision to make.

    She slipped into the shadows and they pulled her along in pursuit.

[belcvednanna]

@lightningandknives liked for a starter :)

“Excuse me...are you alright with dogs?” Nanna felt it was simple courtesy to ask anyone she happened to see in public when it seemed like Margo was eager to approach them. While a golden retriever wasn’t exactly the picture of intimidation, it still seemed wise. “She just seems curious about you.” 

[sanguisfulgur]

@lightningandknives

“Look, whatever business you got here, get it over with. I don’t need other people like us crawling all over my turf and my cases.” She could always tell when another hunter was up her ass, there was just a vibe they gave of to those in the know. 

[deignosis]

@lightningandknives || continued from (x)

A few hours had past since the eldritch child seemed content, in the instant where she felt a little cold was the same as when the kid smiled-- showing her the teeth. Which obviously wasn’t human-like. Aurelia had went straight to her bookcase to see if she had anything on what she had just experienced or if it was a recently recorded new phenomenon. Though there wasn’t anything.

“Hey you, kid. Where are you from?” She said, remembering how the child was kind of mute. “I’m going to need you to speak; short words if that’s best for you.”

[greatwrath]

You threw a blender at me.

   WEAPON  BASED  SENTENCE   PROMPTS  .

“I throw a lot of objects at a lot of people,” Azrael answered impassively. “Fortunately you are fast enough to evade them,”

It sounded like Azrael was perhaps offering some sort of compliment, albeit a weird and totally backwards compliment. But then, Azrael often said strange things, things that would confuse anyone who didn't know her well. Those who did understand would know that Azrael’s strange words came from a good place, from the parts of her that were capable of love and kindness. Azrael just didn't know how to appropriately express it, even after all the reading she had done during the countless nights awake.

[survival-is]

Fandom discourse for Procris: not entirely sure exactly what it would be, but there'd be a shite ton of ableist bullshit that's for sure.

for OCs: what fandom discourse would there be surrounding my character if they were canon?

'Is Procris bad representation’ is the question that keeps me up at night, and fandom discourse would make me abandon twitter.

[chaoticbynature-archived]

lightningandknives for the url thing (because reasons)

My Opinion on;

Character in general: Kara is an adorable murder bby that my muses have adopted.How they play them: HOMICIDAL ADORABLE DAUGHTER!The Mun: They are cool. Very chill.

Do I:

RP with them: YAS.Want to RP with them: Chaos misses his daughter.  

What is my;

Overall Opinion: FOLLOW MY MURDEROUS CHILD!

[positivity-for-the-rpers]

Shout-out to 3 lovely female OCs who should be getting lots of love: @lightningandknives (Kara), @ivakir (Ivakir), @grvntcd (Ruyi).

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[ourpieceoutoftime-blog]

Gallifreyan Sign Language | Closed for LightningAndKnives

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The Time Lady was working in a particular room within Rockit that could be compared to a mechanic’s garage or a bike shop, except, of course, there was no cars or motorcycles in it. No, instead, there was various machines and parts, scraps, and equipment. Rachel would go there to fiddle with this or that, test out some theories, or just ‘cause she was bored. Today, she was there…… inventing, working on something that could only be described as “car-like”, in a very abstract way. What it was, exactly, was not from Earth (or in any way related to automobiles from Earth). She had a welder’s helmet on and was laying underneath it putting two parts together.

Despite the noise from the welder, she still heard when someone walked in. When she moved out from underneath the metal frame and lifted up her helmet, Rachel was met with Kara, Phel’s great, great (quite a few ‘great’s) grandchild. She was the youngest on the ship now but was very much able to take care of herself. Rachel actually kind of liked her; the little kid was cute.

Out of habit, when the Time Lady spoke, she also signed the words, despite the fact that the young girl was perfectly able to hear her, she still mostly if not only communicated in sign-language. Took some getting used to as GSL (Gallifreyan Sign Language) and ISL (Infernal Sign Language) (the type of sign-language Kara was most used to) were just a little bit too different at times.

“Hey, Kiddo. What’s going on, today?”