Ul’dah was never a stranger to… strange things coming into her fold but this was certainly not like any of the others. The Keeper was by far something that stood out amongst the crowds of the city and easily caught anyone’s eye the moment they caught a glimpse of his form. Something that was more strange was that birds and other various animals seemed to follow behind this Keeper as he would stroll through the town and take in her sights. And the local wildlife wasn’t the only things that seemed to flock to this strange Moon Keeper… children seemed to be drawn to his presence as well and overall… this stranger seemed to enjoy their company and help with entertaining them however he could.
Many things seemed unsettling but also… alluring. Overall, the Miqo’te looked to be slowly growing out of the teenage years and into those of a young adult, somewhere around eighteen or nineteen at a glance. His skin a dark tan color with a hue of dark grey-black to it… an almost earthy tone really one could say as it seemed to make one think that he was one with the forest. More so because of the vibrant white tribal like painted on markings that seemed to give off a moonlit glow to them. Those were not the only things to have this moonlit glow however…
Long, wavy and silken hair made its way down his form like a waterfall to the backs of his knees… it was a very dull silverish hue that emitted a moonlit glow like that of his markings. And if one so chose to look this strange, almost celestial being in the eyes, they would be met with almost solid moonlit orbs from a distance that shared with that eerie glow as the rest of his form did. Of course, getting closer meant that the silver iris would be visible, barely but it was there and the darker silver slitted pupil was also present with the rest of the eye being a grey-ish hued sclera. His makeup, or so one would think, was dark and he had a very dark eyeshadow that made those glowing orbs stand out even more… the darkness continuing down to black lips which shined ever so slightly as well.
He carried himself on the tips of his toes… which seemed almost catlike with paws and toe pads on the bottoms and overall his height was just slightly taller than your average Miqo’te where he seemed to reach roughly six fulms at the top of his head. The biggest feature on his form however was the large and bushy like tail that swayed behind him… it wasn’t like any Miqo’te’s for sure and seemed almost canine like with its structure. This tail, much like his hair, gave off that moonlit glow as well but more concerning was what appeared to be spines that would stick out in the various areas of fur on it… no doubt sharp to the touch.
Dare one approach this strange Moon in the heat of the desert as he took to strolling Ul’dah’s streets once again?
Bea sat perched atop the fridge, watching […] make coffee from across the kitchen. Being a guardian angel sure was tiring. Not just in the fact that you literally had to watch the every move of some high risk human being, foresee and protect them from every moment of danger they might come in contact with, AND be bonded to them for life; but everything around them moved in slow motion too (not because they were an angel and had lived for millennia through time and immortality makes time seem worthless) but… quite literally. Bea slipped their glasses off and the world returned to normal if only for a minute (or a second- who was to say which is which). The lens through which they saw the world was a cautious measure designed to slow the world down to every last slow tick of a second, in order to be better able to catch the danger supposedly. Bea sighed tiredly and put the glasses back on, the world around them turning to syrup again.
“Oh sh-!” […]’s voice rang out, catching Bea’s attention quick enough. They tugged swiftly on […]’s arm, pulling them away from the malfunctioning coffee machine before the hot water burned them entirely.
1/ weirdest halloween costume you’ve ever worn 2/ best halloween memory 3/ worst halloween memory 4/ what did you do on your first halloween without your parents 5/ something you’ve always wanted to be on halloween but never have 6/ favourite & least favourite halloween candies 7/ do you have any halloween traditions 8/ favourite and least favourite halloween movie
❝ do you like me? i know you love me. i know you care about me but. do you like who i am? ❞ She had to ask, because sometimes, more so now than before she wasn’t sure she even liked who she was.
❝ you need someone. let me be that person. let me be what you need. ❞
Everything in Ella wanted to immediately say no, to immediately shut down that train of thought. To let them know that they were wrong, that she didn’t need someone, she didn’t need anyone, she had been by herself for as long as she could remember. People just disappointed and used, they betrayed.
Ella just didn’t have it in her right now though to argue, having just fought off another panic attack that could have led to a disaster with her powers. Her injuries may heal quickly, but healing them exhausted her. She had no energy left, she was starving, she was sore, everything was fuzzy, and now left raw from her emotions. So instead of replying to their comment, Ella rolled her head in their general direction and offered a glare. She hoped it read as ‘piss off’.
“Touch my spell circle one more time. One more time.” Ella said hand up, tone threatening giving it a moment before she went back to her spot on the floor, chalk meeting concrete again as she focused on writing ruins out correctly.
Open paragraph RP but I expect you to make it not-boring as possible GO:
Green sat on a curb during the middle of the day in Gotham. It was the perfect day: Gotham Academy let out its students for a two week spring break, and her favorite brand of ice cream was on sale.
She scooped out some chocolate cookie crunch and enjoyed the shining sun and the chirping bird. What could possibly go wrong?
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