Hello, my name is Karissa Demore and this is my twin brother Kai. Don't mind him, he's really shy, and has the most adorable stutter. Oh look, he's blushing! Magic Anons: None (accepting) [Independant, multimuse, fandomless, OC blog]
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this blog is going on hiatus...
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ooc: I LIVE GUYS DUN WORRY... And I have been lurking for a bit.
I’m mostly just over on this account, which I was scared to make public at first, but here it is. I’ve just had a lot of roleplay anxiety with this account lately, though I will get back on here as soon as I feel better.
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Do me a favor and reblog this if you have absolutely no problems RPing with male muns.
livingvampireandshadowhunter:
More often than not, I have come across RPers in the community who seem uncomfortable, nervous, anxious, or who will downright refuse to RP with male muns because it’s “creepy”, “wrong”, and a whole slew of other unfounded, bases bullshit.
Male muns have as much right to RP on Tumblr as do female muns, as do anyone else.
Trust me when I say there IS a lot of hate tossed at male RPers on here.
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it’s pretty bad...
when the only way my rl friends and I can make time to hang - actually them, I’m always free - , is by playing WOW. I dun even really like WOW either...
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Hello lovelies,
Mun here just wanting to let you know that Ask the Magician Thief is now open for questions ~
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PSA;
my muse is a little shit & challenges 99% of the people he runs into. & while i, the mun, am aware if your character is stronger than him, he is not until he learns it. that means: if my muse provokes yours & they don’t want to deal with his shit, teach him the limits. i always try to keep him from getting killed, but do not hold back when it comes to violence whenever it is appropriate.
#THIS#THIS SO FUCKING MUCH#THERE IS ALSO SO MUCH M ORE TO IT FOR KARI#BUT THIS#Muse: Karissa#Karissa: facts
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i am mutuals with some high quality blogs and i don’t even know how that happened bc my blog is trash
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❝ Crimes committed by humans can { never } be perfect.❞
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a S I N I S T E R kid is a kid who runs to meet his maker, a d r o p d e a d sprint from the day he’s born straight into his maker’s arms, and that’s me, that’s me.
NECROMANCER | GRIMOIRE | SPELLS
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DO NOT SHAME PEOPLE FOR ONLY CHOOSING TO ROLEPLAY WITH MUTUALS!!!!!!!
DO NOT SHAME PEOPLE FOR ONLY CHOOSING TO ROLEPLAY WITH MUTUALS!!!!!!!
DO NOT SHAME PEOPLE FOR ONLY CHOOSING TO ROLEPLAY WITH MUTUALS!!!!!!!
It is their choice who they do and do not wish to roleplay with. DO NOT make them feel like shit for their choices of who to roleplay with.
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Attention All Skype Users
I’m currently making this post from my phone, because my laptop is continuously blue screening and restarting itself.
There is a virus going around Skype, taking the form of a video message from a contact and linking you to an official-looking page with a link to download.
If you see this, DO NOT DOWNLOAD IT. It is a virus that is incredibly difficult to remove, and when the virus is present, ads that interfere with loading websites will appear and warp your view of said websites. The windows will say ‘ads by doc’ underneath and are incredibly annoying and persistant. But that’s not the worst part.
Not only have I been sitting here for hours with multiple programs trying to remove this virus, but now, after the offending object count was 0 and I thought the virus was clear, an error called UNEXPECTED_KERNEL_MODE_TRAP triggers and blue screens my laptop, forcing it to restart. The only way I can get past the desktop screen is if I boot it up in safe mode.
Stay Safe.
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WARNING!
Okay spread this around if you get a fanmail sent to your askbox saying to go check out a game DON’T DO IT its a virus I found as my friend got one a few seconds a go PLEASE SINGAL BOOST thing I don’t want anyone getting a virus.
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forgot to warn about reply spam... oops...
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“Of course your dreaming this.” Karissa countered. “Just close your eyes, and count to ten and you’ll wake up, and I’ll be gone. You just have to let me go.”
Stolen Kisses
“Not asleep,” she says now holding fast onto the invisible girl. “Ain’t no way I’m dreaming this.” She counters and wonders what exactly happened to make her invisible.
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Karissa tied her own hair into a pony tail and shoved her things into the locker, not caring if it was neat or not, before grabbing a towel. She never had a problem with being naked, being naked didn’t always mean being sexual; people weren’t born with clothes. Not to mention she was with a hot, kick-ass friend who looked damn fine. That was a plus. “Shall we?” Karissa grinned, still excited.
-takes KArissa with her to a hot spring so they can do cute couple things and she can embarass the fuck out of her.
Karissa will be the one spending all their time NAKED AND EMBARRASSING RAN are you kidding me.
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Karissa preferred to do her job during the night, when the showers could cover her, offering hiding places. Unfortunately, her target was only available during the day, and had a short frame when it was left alone. It was one of her harder jobs, and she was a little sour about it, but still she got the job done. It just didn’t go as smoothly as she liked, she had just gotten her hand on her target, when someone had walked into the room.
And then yelled for the guards.
Karissa had cursed and hit the button on the small steam-powered gun in her hand. The gears inside of it ground out, slowly at first, before speeding up and pulling her up through the gap in the ceiling she’d created. Once up she grabbed on to the side and pulled herself up the rest of the way, quickly getting to her feet and taking off into a sprint. She knew she had a lead on the guards, but she wasn’t taking this lightly, she didn’t need to be caught; not now.
She jumped from that roof to the next time, landing with a roll, all the while cruising herself for taking on this job. The golden crescent moon was attached to the right side of her belt. Once she’d made it two roofs down she jumped to the ground below. She could hear the shouting of guards, and the crowd gasped as she landed.She quickly took to the side passage ways, letting the darkness they provided ease her racing heart beat.
But she wasn’t clear yet.
She paused when she heard the shouts of guards getting closer. Someone bumped into her, causing her to stumble a step forward, but she quickly realized she guards were heading that way. It was a split second decision, and she quickly threw off her hood and lowered her mask, pulling the one who bumped into her into a tight space. She pressed her back against the wall, and pulled the girl, it seemed, against her. She then leaned forward and kissed her, a great way to cover her outfit and to get them to pass by without paying much attention.
(( thexdemorextwins liked this for a starter - I know you said you weren’t doing new threads right now so feel free to ignore this if you want. Just wanted to offer this on the off chance you were still interested. If not, I can always re-post this as an open starter.))
Angela leaned against a wall, her metal arm cradled close to her chest. She flexed her fingers experimentally – her hand moved slowly and erratically, gears sticking and grinding in her wrist. The source of the damage was unclear, but she knew it was only going to get worse if she couldn’t repair it soon. She winced slightly as she moved the damaged hand. It didn’t seem possible that a limb made of metal could ache, but Angela felt it in the same way anyone would feel a wound. It left her lightheaded and more on-edge than usual.
And of course, she thought bitterly, this had to happen out in public, in the middle of the day. She received many baffled stares from passersby – though the technology that made the mechanical half of her body function was not unknown, it was also not a common sight. Sunlight glinted off of silver gears, making her shine and stand out in the crowd. As much as she enjoyed the looks of awe on people’s faces when they saw her, the attention she was getting was hardly welcome at the moment. She needed to get out of sight, before someone decided to cause her trouble.
She turned down a side street, moving slowly and carefully. She took no notice of the person in front of her until she ran into them – usually, people were quick to get out of her way when they saw her coming. The small collision sent another jolt of pain down her forearm and she curled it closer to her chest defensively. She paused and looked up at the person standing in her way with a disapproving expression, but said nothing.
#Thief in the Light of Day#Thread: Paragraph#Muse: Karissa#V: Steamed Curtians and Gear Locks#I hope this is okay!#if not I can rewrite it#but really she would have done this with who ever had bumped into her#she's in survival mode#she really doesn't want to get caught
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“If i’ was up ta me, ya’d be ou’ on yere ass, no memories of this place an’ lef’ ta fend fer yerself. Yere too much of a liability, like a harbinger of death. Everyone around ya died, except fer myself. Tha’s onjly ‘cuz I know how ta protec’ myself in this world, tha ones ya le’ die; dun always know how. I’s yere job ta protec’ them, ta help tham grow, no’ jus’ fuck off when ever ya like or are bored. Life doesn’ work tha’ way, bu’ ya wouldn’ understand tha’ preciousness of life.”
Karissa glared at him.
“Since ya can; die.”
Lucas knew a great way to keep that from happening. Just stop being around him! It felt so simple but she kept insisting on driving him and herself mad. Then being more upset when he acted like the way he always acted. It wasn’t necessarily his fault that her work wasn’t getting through, this was just how he was.
But the groan that left his lips was hard to miss as he fell back against the floor. Her words came through crystal clear, though the wizard was starting to wish there was some noise between them. The more he thought about what kind of noise, the more violent his thoughts became.

“Considering your age, I don’t think you should be calling anyone a child,” he pointed out with another huff as he turned on his side in one quick motion. “But I’m sure there are plenty of adults who want to train with you if you bothered to look instead of picking on me if that’s what you’re really after.” It certainly would make his life easier if she found someone else to pick on.
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