Queen of the Morolian Spiders (Hiatus)

send me a “♦” for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

Naive/Innocent/Inexperienced. 

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Send me a Ø for an inner monologue my character has had about yours.

I wonder what has become of him since his initial release from becoming a Witch. Perhaps I should have fed him to Narcissus for the fun of it.

gildedgoddess:

queenofmorolianspiders:

QB played with the rim of her teacup, tracing it with one gloved finger.

"So, were you to die, it wouldn’t matter, because you’ve held up your convictions?" That vicious smile seemed to grow a little more. 

Krista furrowed her eyebrows at her, but her attempt to look serious ended up looking like a pout. Though it pained her, she’d already said it; she didn’t want to prolong it just for the other woman’s satisfaction.

"You’re smart. I think you can figure it out," Krista huffed before snatching a pastry and stuffing it into her mouth, a bit too angry to really remember the taste.

QB laughed. 

"Now now, you shouldn’t eat what’s not yours. What if those were the key to your convictions?"

send me a “♦” for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

In my language, there’s a perfect word for you, but it unfortunately does not seem to translate well. Is there a word that combines the values of “nerd” and “loser” without being endearing?

|| @praktikos-emporo

It had been a few weeks since QB began observing the Earth with the “Shinigami” figures. She had learned much in a short time, though she knew it was only surface material to the worlds which were linked with this Earth. Basic thing, vocabulary almost. She knew that the Shinigami weren’t visible to most human beings. She didn’t yet know that they were considered “dead” or “spirits” to the humans that could see them, mostly because something that was truly dead could not die a second time. She knew what Hollows were, had seen a few humans become Hollows. The Shinigami humans called their weapons “zanpakuto”. There were many more things she had learned of them in general, but the existence of this technology and its immunity to the non-shinigami humans was curious to her. Not only that, it seemed that Shinigami and Hollows could not cross into each others’ worlds directly, though she had yet to truly confirm or deny it as she could not observe either world in person. Her observation cameras had been able to lock onto the different frequencies that those three realms had, as well as picking up a few other realms. They all seemed to connect to the mundane human Earth, yet humans could not recognize the existence of the other realms except by accident. To her, there was no output from this one human realm to the other realms, unless it was made by beings from the other realms. Almost as though this Earth was a midway point to her. 

Well, that wasn’t quite true. She could sense a two-way rift opening in one section of the area she had observed the most recent activity in (even though most of it was residual from previous activity). At first, she couldn’t tell the differences between all of the gates, only their general location, but more time spent within the atmosphere changed that. The Observer could recognize now the output from the rifts opening to this Earth, from which realm it came from down to the power level in a few cases. But, like lightning, it seemed that most of the rifts did not open in the same places twice. One of these places, the two-way rift, was by a shop. In the shop, it seemed, far beneath it she could sense with her spatial abilities, though she knew better than to teleport directly to it even if her guestimate of its coordinates was correct. Always cautious, QB chose to wait than to barge right in, no matter her curiosity. 

Finally, the day came that she decided to investigate it. The comings and goings seemed to be more frequent, though the data her observation machines provided could always have that small margin of error. Regardless, QB dressed herself in somewhat more ordinary clothing; a red sleeveless top, a dark red skirt, and knee-high, black  heeled boots. Her triple moon necklace, with a green gem in its center moon, was visible around her bare neck. She kept her blonde hair free of decoration, instead tucking it behind her ears on occasion. Though she didn’t openly wear any weapons, she kept two daggers hidden in her boots, though she could easily make her weapons appear from the rift that she kept them in, if need be. She carried a black handbag with her as well, knowing that humans lacked the magical ability to send their belongings wherever they desired.

Feeling confident that she looked both stunning and ordinary enough, QB headed in to the shop, the black handbag held behind her as she stepped inside, pretending to be nothing more than a little curious about the store, a little human out shopping on an ordinary day.

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gildedgoddess:

queenofmorolianspiders:

"That is a trait that humans can struggle with, if they are inconstant with their values. But, say that their value is survival, and not their morality, they would not dare show the truth if it gained them another day to life."

QB gave Krista a wry smile.

"Does that then mean that you value your beliefs over your own life?"

Though she knew it was coming, Krista could only pinch the hem of the brown sash tied around her waist anxiously as she watched QB’s expression change from scrutiny to amusement.

"I…" Krista took a deep breath. It was all out in the open, but that didn’t make the weight on her being any lighter, nor did it make saying it any easier. "…It’s not nearly as…virtuous as you put it." Krista began. Though she was a soldier and tried to act like it…she wasn’t fighting for a just cause. "But you’re…more or less right about me."

Krista wondered why she’d gone so far as to admit her faults to someone she hardly knew, but perhaps that was actually the reason why. She couldn’t admit this to anyone in her squad, much less the Survey Corps. As far as she knew, QB had nothing to with Krista’s world.

QB played with the rim of her teacup, tracing it with one gloved finger.

"So, were you to die, it wouldn’t matter, because you’ve held up your convictions?" That vicious smile seemed to grow a little more. 

eatthebread:

queenofmorolianspiders:

QB tilted her head, feigning innocence to Mikasa.

"And why would it become a liability later?"

"I don’t know." Mikasa shrugged honestly, "But I’m not supposed to share that information liberally."

"I see." QB glanced towards where Mikasa had pointed last, then at the woman again.

"I don’t believe I got your name."

637 plays

♪♬ Love The Way You Hate Me - Like A Storm

I’d rather be a sinner than a slave
I’d rather be an outcast than just now down and obey
When it’s all done there’s only one
Name upon my grave
I’d rather be a freak than be a fake

@castedflames

castedflames:

queenofmorolianspiders:

This new girl that appeared certainly looked different than the other humans. Something led QB to believe that talking with her could prove to be very entertaining.

"Who are you, little girl?"

You face towards the stranger, and already you could tell a lot of things about her were terribly off about her. Funnily enough you could tell these off the bat despite being blindfolded. First thing that struck out at you was her aura, giving you some bad vibes from her. And it is fucking ripe as shit. Speaking of her aura, it didn’t feel like a human aura to you, despite her human appearance. It felt different, on top of giving bad vibes. Something was not right with her at all.

From all you could gather about her, it didn’t seem safe to stick around her for too long. Though, it seems like she isn’t in any sort of mood for a conflict. At least not yet. Hopefully not, in any case. You know better to fully let an aura scan decide what to do. Many fights taught you that some beings can cloak vital bits of information, and those always lead to trouble.

You decide to play along, see how much she is willing to expose, and bail if things get too rough. You could get a hint that she had more strength than her body tells. Funny enough, the same could be said about you too. "Just call me PK…"

"PK. Hm. What does it stand for?" asked QB, knowing full well that sometimes initials hid more than just names.

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SWAK! ~QB [huehuehuehue couldn't resist]
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darkwizardschezo:

queenofmorolianspiders:

darkwizardschezo:

queenofmorolianspiders:

darkwizardschezo:

queenofmorolianspiders:

darkwizardschezo:

”!?!? EXCUSE ME!!”

What.

"What gave you the right to lay contact to my bottom?"

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"Boredom."

"That is not sufficient enough."

"It was yours or Arle’s. Honestly, yours is a tad more accessible." 

"That doesn’t answer the question. What gave you the right?"

"The freedom to choose whether or not to do such a thing. Honestly…"

roleplayerscoffeeshop:

Roleplaying has often gotten me out of some emotionally very bad places, both because of the support of other muns and because it’s a safe outlet. Thank you, roleplaying community.

roleplayerscoffeeshop:

Roleplaying has often gotten me out of some emotionally very bad places, both because of the support of other muns and because it’s a safe outlet. Thank you, roleplaying community.

thrashturbate:

I’ll bet you’d look adorable grasping at the sheets on my bed

Go anon and pretend to be my character’s child,

inboxideas:

➤ BUT HERE’s the CATCH! :

Try to incorporate in it a fact/reference to the other parent (without saying their name/URL/ship).

I’ll answer the anon and then also try to guess the ship, or say which one I think the child would belong best from.