unfinished WIP lost to the ages
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He purses his lips, hands running over the selection of implements he’s laid out with a lingering familiarity. “We’ll see how well you know this,” he says with a slight curve of his lips, picking up a device that’s simple enough by modern standards. As close to modern magic as he thinks it might be able to get.
Pressing a button on the side sends sparks between conduits. It makes a noise he’s beginning to love, the crackle of a few thousand volts of casual power. A hand-held taser.
Adramelekh holds it close to the man without actually making contact, enough to make the skin on his arms prickle as the sparks hover dangerously close, but just far enough off to prevent an actual electrical shock or the spasm that will accompany it. A pointed look at the fork is enough to make his intentions clear.
“Let’s get to know each other a little better. Start with something simple. Your name will do.” He knows who this is. But these things have to be done... properly.
bend&break | torture RP | #tw
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so like, I’m thinking about coming back tentatively, would anyone like to do a new thread or resume an old one? hit me up
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don’t look at me
copic markers
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I’ll be your Mirror
Reflect what you are || In case you don’t know
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♆♆ “As far as I can tell, you see,
I’m some kind of Maverick Entity.
None of the rules seem to apply to me. I’m a free spirit now;
I’ve plumbed the sordid depths you’ve always aspired to.”
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