#intodivergence
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@intodivergence, a starter
The world comes in snatches, fading in and out in a drowsy haze, making it almost difficult to distinguish between reality and delusion. Kurtis remembers, all too vividly, the giant stinger as it tore straight through his abdomen. He recalls hitting the ground. But that's the point at which things start to become fuzzy. The point at which he isn't sure whether he's dead or not.
He's still alone when his eyes open at first, thoughts fighting to stay at the surface before everything plunges once more into darkness. The second time, there are blurry figures huddling all around him. Even in his current state, he knows what they are— or at least, what they are if they're really there— demons, opportunistic bastards of every shape and size, having finally found the perfect moment to lash out. Real or fake, Kurtis wills himself to reach for the gun he knows has made its way back into its holster, but all this accomplishes is a twitch of the fingers before he blacks out again.
The next time sensation manages to break past the oscillation of pain and oblivion, he feels himself getting dragged across the ground, dozens of clawed hands grasping at whatever part of him they can. And once his eyelids agree to cooperate and lift, he's in a place he can't explain, and there's an unfathomably enormous shadow barreling toward him.
It's eight days later before he wakes back up. This time around, awareness comes slowly but more steadily, and despite not being immediately certain what to believe, he knows he's lucky not to be waking up in a mortuary freezer because for that week and a day that he was unconscious, he was, quite literally, comatose. His body hadn't moved an inch, pale as a ghost and possessing no easily discernible pulse.
Now, his first sign of life is a barely audible groan, a sound halfway between a complaint and clearing his throat. He knows better than to jolt upright since, above all else, he can still feel the hole in his chest, so it's fortunate that simply opening his eyes ceilingward tells him everything he needs to know about his surroundings: it's a couch located in a small, makeshift study in a Lux Veritatis bunker, near the Vault of Trophies. The only question is, how did he get there?
#death stands at your elbow; THREAD#this destiny of approaching doom; INTERACTION#out to endless endlessness; MAIN VERSE#intodivergence#( yep. got away from me. as always please let me know if anything needs changed! )
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Resigning herself to needing the creature's help a couple of seconds before she even moves, Karlee leaves her leg bent and leans back, propping herself up on one hand while reaching down to gather the ID that slides to a stop beside her with the other. Before she realizes what she's doing, she glances over the top of the badge, the way one might when carding another attempting to buy alcohol, comparing the then and now.
Lowering the credentials, yet keeping ahold of it for now, she gestures toward the offending limb. "All right," she says, doing little to try and hide the lingering mistrust in her voice. "But I don't have anything on me to trade, so we're gonna have to work something else out."
@intodivergence, continued from days of olde
#the abyss between isolation and having one ally; THREAD#dangerous to go alone; INTERACTION#welcome to the apocalypse; MAIN VERSE#intodivergence
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"No shit? What part?" Francis asks, and while it may be fruitless to do so, after cutting eyes toward the path ahead to make sure that it's still clear, the biker keeps his sights predominantly set on the creature in front of him, even though he can't even see the other's face; not so much in an attempt to read him as it is an attempt to size him up.
On the one hand, it could absolutely be handy to have one of the little buggers nearby— assuming said bugger wasn't going to try and eat his face in the middle of the night. On the other hand, well. It could try and eat his face in the middle of the night. But damn, whether he'd ever admit to it or not, it sure is nice to have somebody around to talk to.
Regardless, he isn't committing to an answer right this second.
@intodivergence, continued from threads past
#permit it to pass over me; THREAD#chaos generator; INTERACTION#mercy killer; MAIN VERSE#intodivergence#( i had to make this a new thread for reasons!#and i couldn't include the previous reply because again tumblr would have screwed it up in formatting.#if you need a quick reminder please just let me know!#tumblr is really out here making things difficult these days. 😔 )
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@intodivergence
Why the actual hell did he have to go with them? Sure, someone did have to get Hofnarr back to Nexus, but couldn’t Sanford just do that himself?
Hank stared through the window from the back bed of the truck at Hofnarr, those goggles of his practically drilling daggers into the scientist. To make matters worse, he could be heard growling under his breath.
Hank did not trust this guy.
No, it wasn’t anything Hofnarr personally did. It was the fact a simple mission got stormed by AAHW agents. In Hank’s mind, there was no proof that Hofnarr was on their side. Hell, maybe it was a trap all along, with Hofnarr basically being used as bait. Either way, it was easy for Sanford to say it was all just bad luck. He wasn’t the one who had to walk home across the god damn desert bleeding out!
...ok, maybe Hank was also pissed about that and directing his rage onto Hofnarr too.
Sanford glanced back, eying Hank. “Hank, buddy, you wanna stop doing that? It’s getting a bit creepy.”
Hank huffed, signing something through the window.
Sanford sighed. “That’s not nice, Hank. And no, I’m not translating that.”
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When the other man speaks, it becomes increasingly justified exactly why Jesper had deliberately placed the mailbox between himself and the mysterious stranger. Although all at once, this attempt to keep that distance there feels woefully inadequate once his uniform is easily grabbed, arms reflexively pressing against the edge of the flimsy structure, still in a desperate bid to maintain some semblance of personal space.
Miraculously, the postman manages to bite back the brunt of his knee-jerk reaction to this most unwelcome intrusion; only the curl of his lower lip and the slight jut of his chin suggest that it's all a very fragile facade indeed. It's not so much bravado as it is sheer indignation at this point— despite the little voice in the back of his mind begging him to give it up already.
"If it was so easy, then why am I still here." It isn't a question because he doesn't want an answer, considering it was luck, pure and simple. Luck and a coincidentally well-placed horse.
@intodivergence, continued from somewhere over the rainbow
#joyous distrust and love of irony; THREAD#letter carrier; INTERACTION#main office; MAIN VERSE#intodivergence#( friend! if you'd rather not continue this one let me know!#i know it's been forever and i've just gone around squirreling away as much as i could. )
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@intodivergence said:
"SUCKS TO BE YOU, SMOKEY, BECAUSE I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!!"
“How Utterly disappointing of a fact that is.” One could hear the sneer in his voice.
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i can't explain it but lilli gives me fennec fox vibes 🥺 it's that mischiveous fox nature i'm sure. of course she would have deep blue eyes instead of brown!!!
[ What animal do you associate with her? // Accepting! ]
// OH MY GOD!!! I love fennec foxes and all other foxes as well gdjfgbdf And I can totally see why you would associate them with her! And omg I especially like the second picture because that fox looks like as if it's smirking X) Which Lilli does a lot sdfbd
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📝 (for hofi please 🙏🥺)
[ HOFI HOFI HOFI!!! // Accepting! ]
what color reminds your muse of mine?
“ Can you believe zhat it vould be green? Because it is green! “
what song reminds your muse of mine?
“ ....................... Actually I zhink zhis is okay for you. “
what scent reminds your muse of mine?
“ Given zhat you vork in an office, I vould say zhe smell of coffee. “
what meme reminds your muse of mine?
“ You know? Zhis one. “
what sound reminds your muse of mine?
“ Zhe sound of a coffee machine. “
what setting reminds your muse of mine?
“ Setting? Like a genre? Sci-fi zhen. “
what fashion style reminds your muse of mine?
“ N E R D Y “
what feeling does your muse associate with mine?
“ Amused :) “
what animal does your muse associate with mine?
“ Hmmmm a hedgehog! “
what holiday does your muse associate with mine?
“ Perhaps easter? Zhat seems like a holiday you vould like! “
what season does your muse associate with mine?
“ Fall. For some reason. “
#ask#intodivergence#;; ˢʰᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ [main verse]#;; ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ ᵐᵃᵍᵉ [ic]#no one will get a serious song answer XDDD#also thank you for the ask <333
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eavesdrop (for hofnarr 👓)
[ Eavesdropping are we? // Accepting! ]
“ OH RIGHT!!! Rey? Did I tell you about zhat cute doc I met in zhat veird plain-looking vorld I visited? Oh, he is really adorable~! “
Her friend, and roomate, is quirking a brow at that. He was clearly displeased. She is not exactly... allowed to travel to other worlds. And of course he is scolding her about it. But he also mentioned that he is surprised that she likes him. Because he was pretty sure that the mage didn’t liked doctors.
“ Ughhh. You are no fun. Jumping to other vorlds is fun alright? And I mean. He is not a real doctor... I zhink. More like scientist-doctor or vhatever. ANYWAY! Hofnarr is quite zhe sweetheart and a funny guy I zhink! Bet you vould like him too if you met him, Rey! “
Her smile falters then for a moment though. Especially as she remembered what had happened at their last meeting. Her friend did notice the sudden change of mood, and asked what’s wrong.
“ He... does has something like an illness zhough? “
She doesn’t goes into detail. That would probably worry the other mage to much, and Hofnarr had seemed very reluctant to tell her as well.
“ I just... kinda feel bad for him, you know? I just hope he get’s better. “
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@intodivergence
- Holds him like baby -
// Told ya I will ;)))
Also I have yet to figure out how the hell to draw grunts XD
#muns art#also you all dont mind the fucked up hands I was to lazy to look for references#;; ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ [ooc]#intodivergence#;; ˢʰᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ [main verse]
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Christmas is fast approaching. For Lilli, Hofnarr has bought an appropriately-sized mug that says “A yawn is a silent scream for coffee” and filled it with sample-size bags of different kinds of Nevadean candy. The gift is accompanied by a postcard from Nexus City, on the back of which the scientist has written a message wishing her happy holidays.
Lilli hadn’t expected to receive such a gift from the grunt. Did they celebrate something like christmas? She had never asked him about it so far, but apparently they did given the card and the wishes he wrote on it. How absolutely cute.
“ Can’t vait to try zhose sweets! And I absolutely need to get him something too! “
And off she goes to get her favorite scientist a gift as well.
#ask#intodivergence#;; ˢʰᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ [main verse]#;; ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ ᵐᵃᵍᵉ [ic]#awwww 🥺🥺🥺❤❤❤ thats so cute
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“ Awww~! Glad you like my humor so much, Hofi~ “
#;; ʰᵃᵖᵖᶤᶰᵉˢˢ? ᶰᵒᵗ ᵒᶰ ᵐʸ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰ! [dash commentary]#intodivergence#;; ˢʰᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ [main verse]#;; ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ ᵐᵃᵍᵉ [ic]#Oh Nitro you are to nice 🥺🥺🥺#I think you and Hofnarr are wonderful too!!! <333
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019. (from the violent action starters, for low-normality, dissonant reality-contaminated hofnarr to bite lilli)
[ V I O L E N C E // Still Accepting! ]
019. — Bite my muse.
Hofnarr was behaving... kind of strange. At least in her opinion. On the other hand, Lilli also didn’t knew the grunt for that long so perhaps this was normal for him. Still, Lilli approached the doctor, intending to ask him if something was wrong, but didn’t get to open her mouth. Because he had turned to her, grabbed her arm, and... bites her hand?!?
“ OW! VHAT ZHE HELL??? “
The mage hissed, almost screamed, and had to resist the urge to kick at Hofnarr. She ended up pushing the grunt away with her other hand, before rubbing over the one he had bitten. Thankfully he hadn’t bitten her hard enough to draw blood. Still it left a bit of a mark.
“ Vhat zhe fuck, Hofnarr?!? You just bit me! “
#Hofnarr goes nom nom nom XD#ask#intodivergence#;; ˢʰᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵉʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ [main verse]#;; ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶰ? [rp]
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What element writer are you?
Clay Writers
Please, take time for yourself too. You work hard, so hard, and you follow your heart to the deepest caverns into the wildest mountains. Your heart got broken, but you took all its pieces and molded them into something brand new and beautiful. You’re a beautiful human being, and I’m really proud of you. Sometimes you fall, but every single time you get up, and it’s hard, but you go on, you build everything again. Life made you taste how bad it can be, but you decided to remain kind. It takes courage to be soft, in this would, and I really admire you. You’re the gentle writer, poetic words and agape love personified. Your stories have an angsty aftertaste, your words don’t hit the reader violently, but they caress their cheeks and whisper in their ears words that will never leave them. In you there’s the strength of wild streams, and the patience mountains have. The world is lucky to have you.
Tagged by: Swiped from @origami-assassin (ily friend).
Tagging: @intodivergence, @svnsworn, @ghxstfrxquxncies, @orgizo, @busygirlgcttagc, @soultoken and @lucidxxdreamer.
#adopted source of things; MEME#( whether it's entirely accurate or not this is interesting since it's more mun-centric. >> )
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WHERE SHOULD YOU BE KISSED?
palm.
you give and give. you are a gentle heart, broken but still standing… always lending a hand for those who need it, expecting nothing in return. you deserve someone taking your hand and kissing your open palm, the hands which have selflessly helped so many others.
Tagged by: @origami-assassin (tysm)!
Tagging: @intodivergence, @ghxstfrxquxncies, @orgizo, @busygirlgcttagc.
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Difficult Person Test
You are an easy person to get along with
Tagged by: Nobody, but all the cool kids are doing it.
Tagging: @intodivergence, @ghxstfrxquxncies, @orgizo and @busygirlgcttagc. But no pressure!
#adopted source of things; MEME#truth is enlightenment; HEADCANON#( on general terms i'd say kurtis is usually a very easy person to get along with yes. )
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