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STATUS: So they're saying we're looking at like 6 to 8 inches of snow here in Louisiana. Southern Louisiana. Like by the bottom. It's 60 degrees outside. Mother Nature, you good fam? 3 days ago
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So they're saying we're looking at like 6 to 8 inches of snow here in Louisiana. Southern Louisiana. Like by the bottom. It's 60 degrees outside. Mother Nature, you good fam?
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She probably can! My male cat terroizing my Great Pyranese mix on the daily! And he's like over 60 lbs. Don't get me wrong, he's a big cat but seeing maybe a 10 lb cat bully a 60 lb dog is sight
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As a support main on everything I play, INCLUDING rivals. I hate people like that with a burning passion! I get it. It's a strat but just let me live!
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Getting back on my seizure meds got me all messed up until they settle in the system. I'll try and keep things up to date but I'm so tired
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These people literally went onto a site for roleplaying and went, "Buy some tennis shoes!" I'm dying!
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A roleplayer, a mom, a gamer, and a crafter. I like to make stuff, whether it be in writing or drawing or crochet, or paint, the list goes on. If it requires creativity, I can assure I have tried it at least once. If you want to see some of the stuff I make, feel free to ask. I do take commissions too though I hate my own art. Everyone else seems to love it and hey, sometimes you gotta take the money where you can get it, ya know?
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It's a pleasure to meet you. Wanna rp with me, then just hit me up! I will for sure rp with you, no matter the plot!
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It's a pleasure to meet you. Wanna rp with me, then just hit me up! I will for sure rp with you, no matter the plot!
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NOT THE LAMB! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THE LAMB!!
Seems life an interesting, fun game.
Iris Madril
Location: Building 1, restaurant
Interactions: @Lugubrious, @Lemons, @Morgannis, @Massasauga
Iris had been completely lost in thought as she allowed her legs to take her wherever they felt she needed to go. She was contemplating hard what she could do to get money so she could buy a new phone. She wasn't good out in public. Here in the apartments, she was comfortable being herself because everyone in here was like her, a monster or supernatural being. But out in public, those were humans who, if all the youtube videos about Karens were true, didn't know how to mind their own business and being a person of color, yeah, Iris was just better off not interacting with the general human population. All she would need is for one Karen constantly yelling at her about a simple thing that wouldn't matter in the average person's eyes and she would wolf out and probably get herself killed if not hunted. She could definitely do without that.
So a general job outside of the apartments was a no go. Perhaps she could ask the residents to see if they needed anything done. She couldn't imagine those jobs would pay well but even if she got a twenty for each job, it would eventually stack up, right? But damn, she would need so many jobs to make up the money she needed to pay for a new phone. Those things are like a thousand a piece. She grumbled lightly to herself about letting the wolf get a hold of it. She'll really have to figure out a better idea.
When Iris's name was spoken, her head popped up and she looked around. Her eyes fell on the mothman and she flashed him a bright smile. “Oh hey, Alphonse! Sorry, I was just lost in my- thoughts.” She took a moment to look around, realizing that she had indeed walked to the restaurant for food but instead of going to the main one in her own building, she had found herself at building one's instead. “Huh.” She turned her attention back to the mothman before the smile returned back to her face, if only with a hint of confusion behind it. Was it just aimless wandering or had something or someone guided her to that very spot? She wasn't really sure. But no matter, food was food.
“Looking to get something to eat?” She asked as she slipped her hands out of her jean pockets before opening the door for the insect man. “I'm hoping they've got some good stew or soup on the menu tonight. I could make do with something hot.” After Alphonse stepped through the threshold did Iris step in behind him. Her eyes scanned the Cafeteria, going from one face to the other. She lingered a moment on a few faces, one being the shoggoth therapist, another being Velvet off at the serving window. A pit formed in her stomach at the sight of the vampire. She would have to go apologize to her for what had happened and make sure she understood that she never really meant for it to get that out of control.
She slid her fingers through her hair with a soft huff. This wasn't going to be as quiet of a dinner as she had thought. It seemed like everyone was arriving at the restaurant to eat. There were two other places to get food. Did everyone have to come to this one in particular?
Let's go ahead and start the school day, shall we?
Off in the distance, a clock chimed eight times, marking the time as 8 am and the start of the first classes of the day.
Seems like it could be fun
Death peered up at her from under his lashes, growling just lightly from her “joke”. He grumbled under his breath as he slowly got to his feet. A reaper reached out to assist him but Death twisted away from his grip. “No! No,” he said as he held up a finger. “I appreciate the assistance but let's limit the touching for a while longer.” The reaper stepped back from Death as he straightened to his full height before turning his eyes on Kaia. He sighed lightly as he ran his fingers through his hair.
“It wasn't so much that opposites attract. It was more of a lack of selection. When you're the only two deities around, you kind of just take what you can get.” He huffed quietly as he finally took a moment to evaluate himself outside of the cage. The magician was nice enough to at least give him a pair of pants but that was all he gave Death. Thankfully, he doesn't feel cold. After all, there is nothing more chilling than the touch of Death but as he stood there looking at himself then peering at Kaia's getup, he realized he may be very much under-dressed. He frowned lightly at the sight. He would need to get some kind of clothes but not the magician's clothes. He didn't think he could bring himself to actually wear anything that magician owned. That greasy slime-ball probably oozes disgusting muck on a daily basis. No way he was going to put anything that man owned on his body.
Thankfully, his thoughts of what that man had to wear and if he even groomed himself on a daily basis were broken by Kaia asking if Death had ever seen the magician with a tome or notebook. Death took a moment to think, stroking his chin as he thought. He peered up at nothing in particular as he tried to recall seeing the Magician with anyone other than his phone. “I don't recall anything like that. Honestly, I would be surprised if that man could even read. He did carry around his phone with him the whole time. He was on it almost constantly. Perhaps he has it on that somehow?”
Death peered back at Kaia, crossing his arms in front of his chest with a shrug. He didn't know the ways of magicians in that day and age. He, personally, hadn't come to earth for a good few centuries and humans progressed so quickly with their technology, it was just hard to keep up at times. When she said that they probably wouldn't have another chance like this, Death allowed an eyebrow to rise high on his head.
“Are you suggesting we steal from him? I'm not saying you're wrong, it's just that we don't know what he's done to his house. It could have traps set up and frankly, I just got out of the cage. I don't want to go back in.” He peered to the open window before looking to the stairs. She did have a point. They probably wouldn't get another chance to see if they could find anything the magician might have used to trap him. He chewed the inside of his cheek as he pondered before he gave a mighty sigh and threw his hands up in the air in surrender.
“You're right, you're right. Let's go have a look around. Maybe we'll get lucky.”
“It wasn't so much that opposites attract. It was more of a lack of selection. When you're the only two deities around, you kind of just take what you can get.” He huffed quietly as he finally took a moment to evaluate himself outside of the cage. The magician was nice enough to at least give him a pair of pants but that was all he gave Death. Thankfully, he doesn't feel cold. After all, there is nothing more chilling than the touch of Death but as he stood there looking at himself then peering at Kaia's getup, he realized he may be very much under-dressed. He frowned lightly at the sight. He would need to get some kind of clothes but not the magician's clothes. He didn't think he could bring himself to actually wear anything that magician owned. That greasy slime-ball probably oozes disgusting muck on a daily basis. No way he was going to put anything that man owned on his body.
Thankfully, his thoughts of what that man had to wear and if he even groomed himself on a daily basis were broken by Kaia asking if Death had ever seen the magician with a tome or notebook. Death took a moment to think, stroking his chin as he thought. He peered up at nothing in particular as he tried to recall seeing the Magician with anyone other than his phone. “I don't recall anything like that. Honestly, I would be surprised if that man could even read. He did carry around his phone with him the whole time. He was on it almost constantly. Perhaps he has it on that somehow?”
Death peered back at Kaia, crossing his arms in front of his chest with a shrug. He didn't know the ways of magicians in that day and age. He, personally, hadn't come to earth for a good few centuries and humans progressed so quickly with their technology, it was just hard to keep up at times. When she said that they probably wouldn't have another chance like this, Death allowed an eyebrow to rise high on his head.
“Are you suggesting we steal from him? I'm not saying you're wrong, it's just that we don't know what he's done to his house. It could have traps set up and frankly, I just got out of the cage. I don't want to go back in.” He peered to the open window before looking to the stairs. She did have a point. They probably wouldn't get another chance to see if they could find anything the magician might have used to trap him. He chewed the inside of his cheek as he pondered before he gave a mighty sigh and threw his hands up in the air in surrender.
“You're right, you're right. Let's go have a look around. Maybe we'll get lucky.”
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A cat had just hopped into the basement. Death eyed it with intense curiosity. His lips were pulled into a thin line on his face and his brows were crushed together as he tried to determine if it was a normal cat or the follower of some kind of a god. Another appeared, then another. Death let out a groan as more and more cats made their way into the basement. The one thing he didn't want happen was happening directly in front of him- while he was stuck in a cage. He frantically scratched at his scalp in anxiety as he felt the magic of his fellow god manifest just behind Kaia. He tried not to rip his hair out of his head as he let out a guttural groan. Artemis. Why did it have to be Artemis?
When Artemis made comments about hunting and tracking, Death let out a snort as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah? How's that going for you? Any good kills lately?” Artemis shot Death a glare before he turned his attention back to the young woman. When she said that only Death could take his throne, Death himself enthusiastically nodded. See even this mortal girl understood the politics of it, though he wasn't surprised to hear that the gods were trying to take control of it. A lesser god could really enhance their status if they got control of the throne. It only made getting him out of this mess all the more urgent.
“Look Artemis, I'm glad you paid little ole me a visit but if you don't mind,” Death stepped through the melted bars and by Kaia's side, “I've got a very important duty to uphold.” The moment he was freed from the cage, his reapers closed in around him and Kaia. There was an excited jitter that swept through all of them as they finally had their master back. Then the dim-witted reapers did something that Death really should have expected but hadn't even thought about. Some of the reapers merged with him. When a reaper is out in the world for a long while, they begin to lose their connection with Death and his magic and need to merge with him to renew that connection. Usually, this was a natural thing that didn't even require Death's attention. Typically, they would merge with him for a short while before running off once more to do their duties. However, Death was currently locked within a mortal body that did not like him using his magic. So when the few reapers reached out and merged with him, his whole body lit up with the fire of a thousand suns. The reapers failed to merge and only pushed harder against his restraints until they finally accomplished the merger and disappeared within Death's temporary form.
Death dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms tightly around himself as the pain engulfed every nerve in his body. The runic markings lit up along every inch of his skin, burning their markings into his flesh. He quivered there on the floor, trying to take deep breaths through the pain. Eventually the pain subsided as the reapers were fully absorbed into his magic. He finally was able to take a deep breath before he locked burning red eyes on Artemis across the way. The god of the hunt was squatting just in front of Death now, having somehow closed the distance between them when Death dropped to his knees.
“That looks awfully painful. I haven't seen runes like those for a good thousand years. This magician of yours really did his research.” He straightened to his full height with a groan. “I'll go report to Life now. She's been looking for you, ya know. She's the main advocate to keep your throne free for your return.”
That caught Death by surprise. His head shot up as he locked his eyes on the other god. “They are? Why? What's their motive?”
Artemis gave out a hearty laugh as he slung his gun over his shoulder. “They're your partner, Death. They did stay by your side for a few millennia, didn't they? Maybe there's still some feelings there.” The god gave a shrug of his shoulders before he continued. “Or maybe they just don't want to deal with the mess of getting reacquainted with whoever gets your throne. Most likely the second one.” He laughed for a moment before he snapped his fingers and was gone, leaving Death alone with Kaia and his reapers. Death stood there, silent as he thought of the news he just got. Life was advocating for him. That was a surprise all in itself. They hadn't exactly separated on good terms. He would have to find a way to thank them.
When Artemis made comments about hunting and tracking, Death let out a snort as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah? How's that going for you? Any good kills lately?” Artemis shot Death a glare before he turned his attention back to the young woman. When she said that only Death could take his throne, Death himself enthusiastically nodded. See even this mortal girl understood the politics of it, though he wasn't surprised to hear that the gods were trying to take control of it. A lesser god could really enhance their status if they got control of the throne. It only made getting him out of this mess all the more urgent.
“Look Artemis, I'm glad you paid little ole me a visit but if you don't mind,” Death stepped through the melted bars and by Kaia's side, “I've got a very important duty to uphold.” The moment he was freed from the cage, his reapers closed in around him and Kaia. There was an excited jitter that swept through all of them as they finally had their master back. Then the dim-witted reapers did something that Death really should have expected but hadn't even thought about. Some of the reapers merged with him. When a reaper is out in the world for a long while, they begin to lose their connection with Death and his magic and need to merge with him to renew that connection. Usually, this was a natural thing that didn't even require Death's attention. Typically, they would merge with him for a short while before running off once more to do their duties. However, Death was currently locked within a mortal body that did not like him using his magic. So when the few reapers reached out and merged with him, his whole body lit up with the fire of a thousand suns. The reapers failed to merge and only pushed harder against his restraints until they finally accomplished the merger and disappeared within Death's temporary form.
Death dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms tightly around himself as the pain engulfed every nerve in his body. The runic markings lit up along every inch of his skin, burning their markings into his flesh. He quivered there on the floor, trying to take deep breaths through the pain. Eventually the pain subsided as the reapers were fully absorbed into his magic. He finally was able to take a deep breath before he locked burning red eyes on Artemis across the way. The god of the hunt was squatting just in front of Death now, having somehow closed the distance between them when Death dropped to his knees.
“That looks awfully painful. I haven't seen runes like those for a good thousand years. This magician of yours really did his research.” He straightened to his full height with a groan. “I'll go report to Life now. She's been looking for you, ya know. She's the main advocate to keep your throne free for your return.”
That caught Death by surprise. His head shot up as he locked his eyes on the other god. “They are? Why? What's their motive?”
Artemis gave out a hearty laugh as he slung his gun over his shoulder. “They're your partner, Death. They did stay by your side for a few millennia, didn't they? Maybe there's still some feelings there.” The god gave a shrug of his shoulders before he continued. “Or maybe they just don't want to deal with the mess of getting reacquainted with whoever gets your throne. Most likely the second one.” He laughed for a moment before he snapped his fingers and was gone, leaving Death alone with Kaia and his reapers. Death stood there, silent as he thought of the news he just got. Life was advocating for him. That was a surprise all in itself. They hadn't exactly separated on good terms. He would have to find a way to thank them.
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