// Lurking here, I have had a bajillion follows since then if I take a while to follow back... yeah I'm just too lazy to go down the list refollow and rt pinned for everyone in one go.
๐๐ช๐ป๐ป๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐๐ฎ๐ต๐ต๐ฎ๐.
๐๐ถ๐๐๐ถ๐'๐ ๐๐
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๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ธ๐ ~
ษชษดแด
แดแดแดษดแด
แดษดแด แดแดสแดสแดสแดส. ๊ฑแดแดษช-แด
แดแด. ๊ฑแดแดษช-สษชแด. ๊ฑแดสแดแดแดษชแด แด. ๊ฑส/สแดษดแดแดส ๊ฐสษชแดษดแด
สส. ๊ฑแดสษชแดแด๊ฑ/ษดแดแด. แดแด .
#roleplay #dcrp
(แดสแดแด๊ฑแด สแดแดแด
สแดสแด๊ฑ สแด๊ฐแดสแด ษชษดแดแดสแดแดแดษชษดษข.)
แถสณแตแตโฑแต แตแต หขแตแตสฐโฑ_หกโฑหกหกโฑหข แตโฟ โฑโฟหขแตแตแตสณแตแต
"This flower is for you! I hope it makes you happy!"
#WutheringWavesRP #WuWaRP #MVRP
โ ฦัฮน ะฒฯ
ััฯฮท, ๐ผ๐๐ผ, ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ต๐จ๐ฐ โ
โ penned by brit.
// gonna follow everyone back tmrw, there a lot of you and im eepy
+ missed the innuendo entirely or was too distracted by what followed. It.. was a rather abrupt tone change. ]
...Thanks. It, felt good at the time, at least.
[That was... genuine. Awkwardly so, perhaps, but it wasnโt something Ivy was used to hearingโnot outside of Harley or Janet. ]
+ I tend to try not to do.. deal with vermin infront of vigilantes, they usually come to me instead of me seeking them out, though. I rather like our little agreement. Very flexible.~
There was a tilt to her head, a quirk of her lips as her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. It seemed Harper either +
+ yesterday and I almost attacked. Almost. Making the anti-capitalist woman a brand is.. certainly a choice. Part of me thinks part of the reason it's been mysteriously safe from muggings in the area is because Batman thinks it's funny.
I won't, as long as you don't catch me at a bad time. +
+ [ Better that Harper didn't voice that comparison, Ivy doesn't take too well to her sweetpea being compared to a certain knock-off. Punchline, more like Knockout.* Besides, Harls was adorable. ]
..More reasons than that for not standing her, but those too. Saw someone selling 'Poison Ivy' toys +
+
[ Slight smirk and the laughter in her tone betrayed the fact that the 'threat' was a joke, even if coming from her it sounded vaguely ominous. ]
Hm. Youโre welcome. Do you usually look up the meanings of flower gifts? Not that Iโm complaining, mind you. Itโs just not something I find common. +
/Dream/? Carefulโbe a well, not a fountain. I think youโre giving away a lot more than you mean to. A pleasant dream, though, I hope. Donโt worry, I wonโt ask for the details.
You don't sound too happy about the flower, I could always change my mind and go for the mulching if you insist.~ +
+ Her tone softened, the venom recedingโstill skeptical, but laced now with a sliver of something gentler. Something almost kind. ...Almost.
For what it's worth, she was trying too.
+ So tell me, is the hope youโre selling yours? Or theirs? A neatly packaged product with scripted lines, sold to the masses for a profit and controlling their reactions. I can see you donโt /want/ to be a pawn, at least. That'll do for now.โ +
+ like all their supes. Walking billboards with... pretty faces and corporate backstories."
Ivy uncrossed her arms, her weight shifting slightly as she leaned forward.
"Hopeโs a toolโmalleable, pliable. Itโs shaped by whoeverโs holding it, twisted into whatever suits them best. +
+maybe to convince herself too. Ivy didnโt interrupt, though her faintly arched brow and subtle head tilt said plenty: Alright, letโs see where this goes.
"So, you'reโฆ what, part of their PR team? A Vought โjournalistโ? One of the two. Either way, youโre not scum. Just one of their prized cash cows+
+ Ivy listened, arms crossed, her weight shifting slightly as the tirade unraveled before her. The tension in Faith's words was palpable, a mix of anger, desperation, andโmost interestinglyโearnestness. Hands flailing, voice rising and falling, trying so damn hard to justify herselfโto Ivy, and +
Despite her simmering, seething anti-corporate wrath she had a less than glowing track record of keeping under wraps (see: ripping skyscrapers out of the ground), Ivy gave her space to explain herself, seeing that Faith appeared to be just as close to boiling over in her own right. +
// + I worry ppl think I'm ignoring their background a lot, girl's just lost ๐
// LMAO, sorry, of the Harlivy ship I like to think Harley is a LOT more in touch with social media and shares the memes with her but on her own Ivy doesn't know, nope ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ!
It's not the first time it's happened, someone will mention someone social media famous and she'll just go "Who?" +
"We can call that one a 'lucky' guess. Speaking from experience? I think we'll get along ๐๐ข๐ข๐ข๐ ๐ก fine. If you need backup for a heist sometime, let me know.~"
"And, wild guess here: but by finer things you mean things that glitter and shine? Gold, diamonds, et cetera?"
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SILA WINDBORN. Technician. Rocket launcher enthusiast. Elf. Thief. Trying to pull off the greatest heist of her lifetime.
"They plated a flying city with golden walls and you're tryin' to tell me there's no treasure up there? Yeah, right."
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