chasinghumanity
/ might just bring this dude back ,, not like he got much attention when i first made him : ' )
cb for a one - liner —
chasinghumanity
fast-travels
Eros was walking backwards, calling out to someone, and as he turned around he ran straight into the killer angel, "Oh jeez-- I'm so sorry--"
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( @lovcandscx ) the killer angel whipped around , instinctively unfurling his singular wing at the god . he narrowed his eyes at eros for a moment , then a low chuckle rose from him . " oh . . . no need to apologize , eros ~ " he mused out slowly . he slid a hand into his pocket to grab the handle of his knife .
chasinghumanity
| also , cb for one - liners :)
chasinghumanity
| some info on this guy -
ozius is a 'killer angel' , an angel condemned to Hell after murder hundreds of innocent people. The gods ripped off his wings but he managed to get one of them back and sew it back on.
in any way, this man is EXTREMELY unstable. if provoked he can and will stab someone in the most painful way possible. he is still immortal as well, letting him use that to his advantage to terrorize and or kill people. he kills for fun and is a ticking bomb just ready to explode into another murderous rampage.
briighteststar
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//well- you didn't stop me akshsg
Knife had ended up having a horrible nightmare, and so made he made his way to the kitchen to get a drink and forget about what he'd dreamed about. Though, he'd forgotten that Fork was still staying with him, so he wasn't exactly quiet. "Fuck. Shit. Ow." He grumbles, only after into tripping over the carpet, smashing his glass, and bonking his head on the couch.
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@forkinghell "You'll only get hurt, Fork." The sliver-haired male whispers, the worst possible case scenario clouding his mind. He felt like he was about to puke, his heart thumping in his chest. It was getting harder for him to breathe, he felt as if there was something heavy sitting on his chest, tears falling from his eyes. It was clear that he was most definitely having a breakdown of some sort, probably caused by some sort of painful memory.
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( @knifeatsteak ) " but .." he had to have a flashback , thinking to when he first came to the house . he didn't want to be friends there but his tone was harsher , it wasn't like how it was now . He pursed his lips before looking to his lap , a sigh leaving him . " i mean , if you dont think we can , im not going to stop you , hm ? " he was tearing up but kept it to himself , keeping his head hung .
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@forkinghell Knife doesn't respond, he just quickly jumps up off the couch, panicking. He'd never been this honest before and he could feel himself falling, which meant he was going to end up hurt. Or Fork was gonna end up more hurt because of him and his fear of everything. It was all becoming too much. "I don't t-think we can be friends anymore..." Knife finally whispers, shedding his first tears in front of anyone for the longest while.
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Silent, Knife watches Fork do as he pleased around his place, his hands twitching in the pockets of his black slacks. He so baldy wanted to speak with him, to stab him, to do anything, but he couldn't bring himself too after their previous argument. And so there he sat, watching the other male goof about.
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@forkinghell By the time that they were back in the living room, Knife had drank the entire first bottle. Though, considering his alcohol tolerance, he was just barely tipsy and would be totally fine. At least, if that's where he stopped, which it wasn't. Glancing back at Fork, he lets out a soft sigh. "I think you should leave. And that we should stop speaking with each other."
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( @knifeatsteak ) fork instinctively followed after , swaying the bottle in front of him with a mumble . He drank a lot , yes , but it took him just all the bottle to get intoxicated and start stumbling . He was quite light with alcohol after all .
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@forkinghell "Not my business." Knife responds quietly, saying nothing else as he grabbed his own bottle of alcohol. He wasn't an alcoholic by any means, but he needed to sever this feeling before he acted on it and allowed himself to do something terrifying. Catch feels. "Its not a problem. Whatever." He mumbles, drinking from the bottle, then grabbing another one taking it back upstairs.
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"You got blood on your suit." Knife comments, a small frown on his face. He didn't specify where, though, because he didn't see the need to point out the obvious.
//he gonna stab fork-
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@forkinghell Knife doesn't reply right away, his heart aching way too much to say anything. Surprisingly, the man was really sensitive, and was overly attached to Fork. Which was why he was trying to cut all ties with him, like he always did with the people he felt too close with, for fear of getting hurt. "Sleep where ever you please. I no longer care." He murmurs, then heads off to his room, shutting the door softly behind himself.
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( @knifeatsteak ) he simply replied in a hum as he leaned against the couch, looking to it quietly . " yeah , when we were friends . " he mumbled out. " where the hell is the maid quarters anyways ? I kind of need to know. " he then spoke up in usual annoying tone , raising his head to the other .
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@forkinghell "I have all the makeup and hair products you may need, don't worry. I bought them when i thought we were friends." He replies quietly, his voice slowly using all the fiery agression that it usually contained. In all honesty, he looked almost like he was about to cry, though he wouldn't dare break down in front of anyone, especially Fork. After a few moments, he'd turned to go off to his room to cool down and sort out what he was feeling.
chasinghumanity
;; I'm sorry about my inactivity , my internet has yet to reset and it's really trashy D:
sacredburialgrounds
//Dude, I love this account
sacredburialgrounds
@sacredburialgrounds //You're welcome! I love how you made the clans into gangs. That is hella clever You can drop a one-liner or starter anytime
ammorsus
and . . . who are you supposed to be . . ?