((Next Full Moon Sept 19)) Hello lovelies, I'm Alice, a poor soul under a curse. You see, to put it short, I am a monster. A Barghest to be exact. A large hound that feeds on human souls, said to leave nothing but the bones behind. No, there is no need to raise arms against me. I will not hurt you unless you hurt me. Although, if you wish to visit me on the Full Moon, do expect a large dog. Relationship status: Single M!A: None (Monstertalia Barghest!Alice ***SHE IS NOT A NATION***
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Recently just came off a hiatus due to some family issues and University stuff. And no one has seem to be active and I feel like it is slightly my fault and I feel horrible. But nonetheless I really like this blog. So I need some new people to follow and RP with. Providing you won't mind RPing with a monster themed Hetalia blog of course! I'm open to RPing with anyone. For those who I have had threads with, tumblr seemed to have ate them or something. I'm having issues finding them.
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So sorry I haven't been on family issues just popped up and my faculty is on strike. And idk anymore. I'm on mobile and I don't know if I'm still a part of the rp ring and I really want to stay in it. I am so sorry guys. IM a horrible person...
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She nodded. "Yes Christians. I use to be one but, I can't help but doubt their thoughts now. Dealing with death I guess I have no option but to fear it. Because I know how fragile everything on this earth is and that even the most....immortal of things will die. That's how I view the world. But you Dacians seem to view the world in a more realistic manner." She pondered thinking a bit. "I guess there are far worse out there. Perhaps. Maybe there is a monster in all living things."
thebarghestofbaskerville has entered the land of wolves
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Crawling back startled she looked at him. "S-So that wasn't a dream....Ummm.....h-hey....t-thanks I guess..." She got up brushing her dress fixing her glasses. "who are you may I ask...."
Well, she fainted. He tried catching her, but obviously in real life it doesn’t work so well. Maybe she had heat stroke… That means she should be brought back to his cave, disregarding the fact most girls dislike waking up in a strange male’s home.
She sure was pretty though, even when she had some sweat, dirt and bugs on her.
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"I'm sorry," she said sheepishly as her ears folded back and she lowered her body looking up at him. Awestruck, she listened to him, tail wagging faster and faster as he explained more and more. "Really people don't mind. I'm envious. I wish I could live like you honestly. All sorts of people wander the woods on Full Moons looking for me. Most don't seem to wish harm upon me...but even if they catch a glimpse of me their destined to die shortly there after. Sometimes I just feel like a monster who only destroys things." She barked happily rolling onto her back. "Most wouldn't say that. They usually say I'm monsterous not cute." She covered her face with her paws still on her back, knowing that if she was human at the moment then she would be blushing profusely right now. Have you seen one like myself around at some point? I do not think that there would be many. But I am thrilled that you seeked me out. Maybe I will have no need to feel so...hallow inside." She confessed rolling onto her side and looking away ashamed.
"Are cobblestones not anymore? Then what are new builds made from now? Do you live around a bunch of people. How do you do that I mean won’t they try and kill you or call you a witch?" She tilted gave a wolfish smile looking at the circle he drew around her paw tail wagging. She wasn’t quite sure what it meant but it seemed a cute action that the other did. "Cute?? Most wouldn’t call me cute nor a faerie…" She made a little whine putting her head down and covering her face with her paws a bit embarrassed. "I am quite lucky that I met someone who isn’t trying to hurt me let alone provide a conversation."
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The Barghest
In some locales, black dogs are believed to be portents of death. One such creature, called the Barghest, was believed to haunt remote places in Northern England. It was said that those who saw the creature clearly would die soon after, while those who caught only a glimpse might live for a few months before succumbing. [x]
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((I'll reply to everything today. I've been studying for midterms and a test in Russian so so so so sorry for not being as active as I probably should))
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I made the mistake of listening to part of the audio book of The Hound of the Baskervilles before I went to sleep last night and spent the night cowering under my covers going OMG THE HOUND IS COMING FOR ME every time something creaked. It just gets me every damn time.
If The Hounds of Baskerville doesn’t scare the shit out of me I will be most disappointed.
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It didn't take her too terribly long to come too. Maybe ten or so minutes. However when she came too she was suddenly looking up at the roof of some sort of cave. Dusty, damp, earthy, diffently could be used to describe the smell of the place. "Ughh...where am I?" She sat up looking around. "Hello? Anyone around?"
Well, she fainted. He tried catching her, but obviously in real life it doesn’t work so well. Maybe she had heat stroke… That means she should be brought back to his cave, disregarding the fact most girls dislike waking up in a strange male’s home.
She sure was pretty though, even when she had some sweat, dirt and bugs on her.
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The wolf shivered, snorting as the air around it got colder the closer the other being got to it. She barred her teeth letting out a snarl as she looked up. Something was off with this guy. Her snarl soon caught in her throat as her ears folded down and a whimper was let out. She lowed her body so her stomach was just hovering over the ground as her tail curled in between her legs. "I-I was...hungry......and it smelt good....whatever it was...." her voice was more of dog's whine then actual words. She flinched as he dropped the bag back down. She really wasn't expecting him to come after her. And really wasn't expecting for him to not have been human.
Delivery For... (Open)
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Once the other had jumped down she froze, locking eyes with him. "Y-Y-You're a-a-a-a" she stuttered really unsure at what she was looking at. He was some sort of strange creature that's for sure and even if she didn't mean to be rude she really wasn't expecting that. Placing a hand on her heart she felt the place spin as she fell backwards, swooning, dropping the stick.
Swinging his feet from the branch he was perched on, the ever elusive half-lizard waited for something, anything to move. Sometimes, living in a hot, sweat-inducing forest caused extreme boredom. Cracking a branch to gnaw, simply to satisfy a tad of the bored feeling, he felt as…
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"So you don't die? That's interesting really. I never thought immortality was a real thing." She pondered for a bit. "And it's intriguing to think that death is an honour. Most would be terrified of it." "Well it's not like all wolves are Barghests right. They bring death to those who deserve it I guess. But yes some of us do I believe. Although I myself have never seen another Barghest I've heard many legends. " She shyly admitted. "I have never really considered seeing a shaman. A priest would probably destroy me. At least if they are like what they use to be in the past." She smiled at him. "You're right. I guess I should really stop caring about what other people say. If they say I'm a monster then their wrong right?"
thebarghestofbaskerville has entered the land of wolves
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"A loup Garou? What's that?" She looked at the other curiously. "Oh well I'm glad you don't mind me being here. I really don't know where here is nor where I would have gone if you were...hostile."
The wolf padded along the forest trail disrupting the morning dew on the grass even if it wasn’t the full moon it...
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corgi in a snow tunnel (✿◠‿◠)
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"Are cobblestones not anymore? Then what are new builds made from now? Do you live around a bunch of people. How do you do that I mean won't they try and kill you or call you a witch?" She tilted gave a wolfish smile looking at the circle he drew around her paw tail wagging. She wasn't quite sure what it meant but it seemed a cute action that the other did. "Cute?? Most wouldn't call me cute nor a faerie..." She made a little whine putting her head down and covering her face with her paws a bit embarrassed. "I am quite lucky that I met someone who isn't trying to hurt me let alone provide a conversation."
"I don’t see why you need to ask….so it’s like a market stall or a little shop on the corner of the street?" She blinked tilting her head a bit. "How is it an eyesore. I’m sure if the owner planted some flowers that would look nice yeah? Flowers and cobblestone roads always looked pretty." She watched him drawing patterns in the dirt and tried as well, making it seem like she was pawing the ground or stomping on the same spot, occasionally whining. "Limestone? So you’re made from rock? " She perked up tail wagging like mad, nearly jumping up but forcing herself to sit a few times. "That means that you shouldn’t die by seeing me right? Right?!"
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Note from Mun
((sorry guys I havent been on much. University took a little harder then I expected to adjust. I should be on later today to reply to all your posts thanks for being patient))
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"A pleasure to meet you Madeline....I'm Alice. But if I may inquire as to what you mean by another similar? Are you perchance a Barghest like me?" She gave the other a confused look before brushing the cloak that was around her of any leaves. "You see I'm not quite sure how I came across your forest. I'm sorry if Im intruding or anything. I really don't mean to. " The other seemed soft and kind but she felt that whatever she said may upset the other for whatever reason.
The wolf padded along the forest trail disrupting the morning dew on the grass even if it wasn’t the full moon it was a lot easier to travel this way. Sniffing the trail she paused to howl, ears swiveling to listen if anything...
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