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( tag rant )

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----- foam;;  two starters left, they’ll be written tomorrow or some time during this week. 

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Do you remember? Those mineral olive trees, that fateful night, the garden of Gethsemane & the silver promise of unity & power? The ultimate betrayal of the self: his words filtering through the interstices of her mind.

       ❛  It was a mere act of observation; hardly any concern involved. ❜

A shipwreck of syllables graces tranquil tone, gaze locked on masculine frame. She was never one to favor artificial involvement in delicate matters, especially ones that concern the success of missions.

A GOD IS INDEED AMONG US, name breathed in forced whispers, thunderous murmurs, for no voice was dignified enough to be blessed, to hallow itself with such merciful grace as an idol’s uproarious title. Aizen Sōsuke paraphrased rebellion && glory, and those were his meaning and purpose.  

“ I am well aware of that. However– ” a pause, and suddenly, the web got fragile. “ –he has no other purpose but the incoming war. He will serve me well, I do not doubt it. May I ask why does the matter concern you, Harribel? ”

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psa. i am an agonizingly slow roleplayer – my muses are fickle and some days all i can manage is chat threads or shenanigans. other days i can pump out longer threads like no one’s business. if it takes me awhile on your thread it has nothing to do with you as a writer or me losing my muse for the thread. never hesitate to ask for my skype for in between threads for chatting and plotting and fun.

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( starter call || @nihillmancer ) 

& the end is a ménage – a – trois between a triangle, a square & a circle : a critical revelation of creation within substance & soul. A vast expansion of darkness across a plane of voltage --- one strike & they galvanize.

                                        ❛   Stay    ❜

& there is a pause in the four-lettered geometry of her request. A concealment of a command in the sequestered space between steady breaths.  

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----------------- starter / plotting call !! 

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He is bigger than belief, bigger than faith, encompassing all that is & all that was & all that will ever be. He is the beginning & the end, the alpha & omega, the first & last: THE BRIGHT MORNING STAR.

                ❛   A mere observation.   ❜

There are shards of composure lodged around slender jugular as words perch against inconspicuous maw. Stoic expression unwavering in its resolution.

                 ❛   The puppet isn’t sagacious enough to avoid trouble.                                         The Human world may not suit him.     ❜

TONGUE DANCING AT THE SPEED of light, utterance soaked in daring audacity; sharks to the sea as hallelujahs to gods, this ruthless animal disguised as yet foreseeing queen certainly had the manners to address a divinity properly, worshipping him, GLORIFYING him on his own altar. She shall linger in the fading shadows no more, step before his solemn standing figure. Deciphering cryptic aquamarine had never been so easy.

                      “ What is it that troubles you? ” 

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Gaze upon the sterilized darkness of the void, what do you see? A sublime greatness. A vast realm of power. A GOD. ---------- Hallow him! Hallow him! Hallow him!

                          ❛    Aizen-sama    ❜

A collapsed waterfall of syllables seeps from the tip of her tongue as she steps into the raw moonlight. Lids descend in courtesy for a flicker of a moment before lifting, steady gaze meeting his on a plane of composure.                            ❛  Forgive the intrusion; there are matters I wish to discuss with you. ❜

@tresx​ liked for a starter.

                     “ Harribel. ”

GAZE SET UPON THE MOON, albeit his attention roamed even above the cloudless night sky, above celestial sphere whose pale light dimly illuminated the silver sands below, to the Heavens that, by right && nature, belonged to him. Two steps from Hell, he lingered, he pondered – until sharpened senses caught the golden aura she emanated. “ You’re far from your private quarters. ” masculine timbre remarked the obvious, as the glance shifted, mahogany irises now chained to her figure. 

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                                      FUTURE IN REVERSE                                               HEADCANON 

                          ❛  No world is without SACRIFICE ----------------------  

The island of New Guinea is thought to have ONCE been part of the supercontinent of GONDWANALAND, which included Australia, Antarctica, Africa, and South America.  It is thought that the first inhabitants on New Guinean mainland arrived as early as 50, 000 years ago, in the GLACIAL period. Between 17, 000 and 10, 000 years ago, climactic warming led to a worldwide melting of ice sheets, leading to a GRADUAL rise in sea levels which covered the original land links with Australia. The grasslands decreased in size, while the forested areas increased. The country became a collection of vastly different cultural groups, divided into tribes. There are indications of WARS between ancient tribes ( trench roads, ditches, ect ).  

Various RITUALS played a vital role in the social structure of every tribe. From shark-calling, to cannibalism, and lastly SACRIFICE. All was done in an attempt to appease the SPIRITS and strengthen the body. It was BELIEVED that sea creatures were incarnations of the DEAD. A person only needed to make regular offerings to gain their protection. There are no written records of such events, but legends carry the stories of those LONG GONE. According to one such legend, the daughter of the chief bore a CHILD, a frail & weak child that barely managed to survive a day. The corpse was RETURNED to sea, so it may fulfill its reincarnation. Another thread in the tapestry of LIFE. Within a couple of years, men became the main source of food to a ravenous creature. A creature that haunted the waters in search of PREY. In a moment of desperation, the HIGH PRIEST summoned the villagers.  During this council, the daughter of the chief was accused. It was the monster she bore that threatened their lives. They consented to offer HER life as a TOKEN to the SHARK. To prevent even the possibility of her mating with the shark & bearing another child, they stabbed her through the lower abdomen & hurled her into the sea to be united with what she had once loved. Harribel’s hollow hole is located in her lower abdomen where the womb would be.

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------foam;; Writing Harribel’s background & getting emotional. But I hope you all have a fantastic New Year’s Eve, & I will probably message some for plotting 

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Descending into the territory of RAW, gloriously disruptive dehumanisation, an ANGEL of foam forges waves of POWER ---- ;;                              She :                                          the woman,                                                        the huntress,

                                                  the EMPRESS;

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                                       HEADCANON: SKIN

Harribel’s skin is not soft. Although it may appear smooth & inviting to touch, upon closer examination, one would find it COARSE. Textured in placoid scales, her skin very much resembles that of a SHARK. It is made up of dermal denticles, which in return are covered in ADDITIONAL enamel. The dermal denticles also include dentin & pulp cavity, which are found in TEETH.

    ❝❝   Dermal denticles are the Swiss Army knives of elasmobranchs

Even though her skin is not as rough as a shark’s, nor as tough, it resembles that of thin SANDPAPER. Any friction between herself and another creature may result from mild to moderate injuring. The dermal denticles point downwards, so the scaly effect is BEST felt by moving one’s hand UPWARD.

Harribel’s skin acts as an armour, but it is susceptible to attacks.  HOWEVER, her wounds heal REMARKABLY quickly. This is due to the fact that the dermal denticles are continually replaced. The regenerated denticles are LARGER & more complex, and thus, there is a distinction between WOUNDED areas, and UNDAMAGED ones.