ᴠᴏɴ ᴄᴀʀsᴛᴇɪɴ

Head tilted, eyes curious.

“Progenitor is an acceptable term.”

She feels so familiar. Almost like himself, but slightly different somehow.

"ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ʟɪᴠᴇsᴛᴏᴄᴋ!"

| #SOTERP
| #RPSKY
| #MVRP

"ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪꜰᴇ?"

| #SOTERP
| #RPSKY
| #MVRP

"ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴏɴ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪɴ #MVRP."

| #RPSKY
| #BLAMERP
| #SliceOfLifeRP

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× take a seat, put up your 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵
I'll lend an ear & have
a нєαят • with a meal
and a 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 you'll
have your rest
for as 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠
as you
𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍

Ah! He’s feeling refreshed.
(Nobody ask why)

—
A 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲 among many •
sharp with 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 and
Ambition ; 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥
dulls the sharpest
edge & so
𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 fell

🎨 - marosar

ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ.

Ah! He’s feeling refreshed.
(Nobody ask why)

─── ⋆⋅𓃭⋅⋆ ───────────

⚔︎° 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝕆𝕗 𝕀𝕔𝕖𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝔻𝕒𝕝𝕖
⚔︎° 𝔹𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕄𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕜𝕚
⚔︎° 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣

───────────── ⋆⋅𓃭⋅⋆ ─
𝕽ᴀɴɢᴇʀ | 𝕭ᴀʀʙᴀʀɪᴀɴ | 𝕰𝖝ɪʟᴇ

The sky was grey. Flecks of chilling rain poured over trodden mud and crumpled leaves while the Witch Hunter and his companions moved through the woods, their eyes alert and senses high as they stalked this dying land for their target.

They’d sent scouts ahead hours ago -

He’s surrounded by the foolish and the stupid.

🧛‍♂️

Sprout them, then watch them wither.

#Queekisms

They’ll just jealous of our cool vibes

I would not.

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"A puppet that can no longer be used is mere garbage. This puppet's role has just ended."

-Majora, Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask

#LoZRP #MVRP

Would you prefer if I scented my steps with honeyed perfumes and sweetened fragrances?

[ 𝙁𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙎𝙥𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙘 ]

- NO LEWD!
- 18+ writer
- Crack / Banter / Serious

“The skies are seldom clear in the lands of Sylvania. Anyone who’s walked these grounds before knows better. So, you’re new to my domain. Hm?”

Vlad’s sword was pointed at the ground. His hand gently spinning the handle.

- walked this world longer than one might presume. Am I right?”

- me, Aleksandra, but yours is a face I cannot recall.”

He rose from the stolen lowly throne of the castle around them. A seat unbecoming his standing, but the only one he had yet reclaimed from the traitors who laid him low.

“You do not strike me as a mere envoy of Mannfred. You have -

Galas, dances, ceremonies, concerts, dinners and plays, all of them had blended into an incoherent jumble of unimportant memories over the years. Isabella’s cold face, the cruel killer letting her hair down as it were, was the only sight he remembered from them all.

“You must forgive -

ㅤ
ㅤ
ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」
ㅤ
ㅤ

- Witch Hunter.

Around them, the snarls grew louder and louder until the Dire Wolves crept out from the cold. The party caught between an ancient terror ahead and primal savagery flanking their every corner.

“It is time for your slaughter!”

He cackled.
The wolves howled.
Darkness befell them.

- to a chunk of meat from his neck.

“Come! Little lambs!”

Shaken and frightened, the expedition watched as the form of the ancient Vampire Count appeared from the tree-line head. Vlad grinned, bearing ancient fangs, his sword held to his side as he walked past the now devoured -

- to absolute shreds.

The Hunter sighed, and placed a hand on the corpse’s breast. Closing his eyes and mumbling a quiet prayer to Sigmar for his fallen man.

Whitened eyes opened. Dry lips parted and dirty teeth sunk into warm flesh as the corpse gripped the Hunter by his head to -