@-_Star_Gazer_-
☆ / batting my lashes
(( @YVNGB0K The blonde froze a moment glancing over, after a moment of silence her brow raised, in the moment unable to really see herself “it- it is? I mean- if you don’t mind-” not white use to the offer though rejecting it almost felt rude…
/ voíla, hope this is good—
Jaye spotted her instantly. The face , the hair — too familiar to mistake. Even through the chaos , the Red Hood recognized her from a mile away. The same girl who used to linger around that warehouse . . . back when Jaye had been held there , broken down piece by piece by that psychotic clown. The memories hit hard — pain , blood , the deafening end of it all — and just the sight of her made Jaye’s blood boil. Her jaw clenched tight beneath the helmet as her hand moved on instinct , yanking a pistol free before she surged forward.
She closed the distance in seconds , slamming into Lillian and driving her back against the wall. Her elbow dug into the woman’s chest , pinning her in place as the barrel of her gun pressed cold beneath her chin. Killing her wasn’t the goal — never was. Her target had always been the Joker. The man Lillian was tied to . . . somehow. That alone had never made sense to Jaye. “ You fuck , ” she hissed under her breath , her free hand snapping Lillian’s wrist against the brick to keep her still. “ I remember you . . . following that damn clown around like some lost puppy. ” There was nothing but venom in her voice — no mistaking how much she hated seeing her again.
((@redops GAHSGSSHSJSKSK AMAZINGGG The Blonde’s memories from back then were muddled… faded… some things almost locked away, as if her brain knew that it wasn’t safe for her to know, due to the trauma she had lived through, the sanity that often seemed fickle… some things cut too deep… the many instances in the many hideouts… were harder to remember, though sometimes they’d come back in flashes. It seemed some things never changed, her hair had always been long, blonde, and most often than not… tied into two braids, just like it currently was, though her sense of fashion would have evolved a bit, not dressed quite as similarly to her mother as she had before. She was just minding her own business, or at least trying to, her hand moving one of her braids behind her, though feeling the sudden impact, she gasped out, eyes widened, blue irises flittering a bit, wincing as her back hit the brick behind her “Ow-“ she yelped instinctively, her eyes had closed for just a moment before opening once more feeling the chill of the metal against her chin and throat, teeth clenching against each other, blinking her eyes wildly to clear them of the water that so easily welled up. A harsh breath being pulled in, in between her teeth as she felt the skin of her wrist scrape against the wall “I- What-…?” She whispered, eyes squinting, before shaking her head, confusion laced on her expression as she processed the words, at the mention of the clown man that haunted her every moment, she stilled, her head subconsciously shaking side to side, “I didn’t- I- I wasn’t-….” She couldn’t find the words… A horridly large lump felt like it settled in her lungs, eating up her insides, as if to leave nothing but a black hole… “please-… I didn’t want to-…” she quivered eyes closing tightly before snapping open once more, “Do I-…. Do I know you….?” She whispered slowly…. After the amount of deaths one had… familiar faces from so long ago… seemed to become.. difficult to recognize.
(( New Anon New Anon!!!!
@-_Hosted_Bunny_-
right , so let me get this straight . you / prayed / for the messenger god to help you , but did not realize you no longer needed his help ... ?
((@msngrd The blonde paused, her blue eyes staring at the other, “I’m-… so sorry… I… May have gotten myself mixed up… may I ask… what… is your purpose? I have been a mess as of lately…” apologetic expression, tired eyes glancing around before towards him once more, her long braids lightly dangling by her knees.
((Cb and Specify or droppp!
Drops always welcome!
I Wanna get back into doing song based starters again so if you want one of those drop a number between 1 and 6!
If you don’t want one of those that’s fine too!
“You look lost-“
((@blqndiee The blonde took a few more moments to respond, though slowly head shifted to nod. “I-… sure, if you wouldn’t mind” almost sheepish, nervous, glancing around, seeming paranoid.
@-_Star_Gazer_- “Well.. do you need help?” Anna was kind, and always willing to help someone in need.
((@blqndiee The blondes head lifted, taking pause, gaze a bit distant, slowly reconnecting to the other. “I-… suppose I am…” it was odd, not usually one to get lost…
/ this came to my head earlier—
“ What do you call that ? ” Astray asks , pointing at Lillian’s kitten as she kneels and leans in for a closer look at the small , fluffy creature. “ Is this what you humans refer to as an animal ? I’ve seen many of them around here , but they always seem to run away from me . . . ”
((@nitrous Aghshsghgff The small white ball of fluff seemed to hide behind the blondes legs looking up towards the much larger form that Knelt in front of her human, looking up at Lillian almost as if for assurance. The girl giggled softly crouching down to gently lift her with a soft “it’s okay, she won’t hurt you darling…” setting the kitten atop her shoulder who sat back on her hind legs, letting out a trill, sort of perched like a parrot looking toward Astray with curiosity, sniffing the surrounding area with her small pink nose, ears twitching a bit within the wind. “Yes, actually, she’s a cat, or a kitten, she’s… still a bit young” she clarified with a small hum “most animals may be a bit afraid, due to your size, they are… usually prey to larger animals.” She explained slowly, though with time she knew that Mynx would definitely learn to be fine around her.
//here’s some Fox for you. Anyways imma say ahead of time there may be cursing, and a lot of references to violence. Also sorry this is so late….. and I rlly hope it makes sense. I have to water him down some to avoid it getting removed.\\
“Welll, what have we here?” A voice came from the darkness. It was cheerful and almost sounded sweet. Almost…. That was because it was slightly raspy and sounded like it was being muffled by something. Then from the darkness came the sound of boot steps. They were HEAVY, and then from the darkness came glowing orange eyes, before a figure clothed in black stepped into view.
The males mask caught the light as he stopped in front of the other. He wasn’t tall, but he was definitely imposing. He stood with a hand behind his back, he looked almost normal, almost. However, something on his head flicked, they were fox ears, and a tail just swayed behind him. “What are you doing out here at a time like this sweetheart?~” he asked softly.
His voice was menacing, even though the words he said were so sweet sounding. He stepped closer raising his hand, almost as if he would grab her face. However, he stopped and he reached towards his own face. He pulled his mask off and a smile split across his face as he pocketed the strange mask.
((@-YandereFox That’s okay!!!! She seemed a little bit hesitant as he put his arm out, though she allowed him to lead her into the bar, trying to push away that odd warning that went off in her head. Taking a seat beside him on the nearest stool, A hum left her vocal cords at his words “oh-..?” She asked softly one of her legs crossing over the other, though she wasn’t quite sure what it was he’d noticed about her either, it could be a number of things, most things that she’d rather not get into on the first meeting with someone, a bit of a shy blush, rose to her cheeks at the offer to get whatever, though she didn’t refuse, giving the person behind the bar however much time they needed, waiting till they came over to ask about what the two of them wanted. She was a little sheepish, as she simply ordered a cherry whisky for herself, with a soft “thank you” to the man
@-_Star_Gazer_- //gulp… sorry this is SOO late I got side tracked playing another visual novel… yes I finished it….\\ Nodding the male put his arm out to her, he was really doing his best to throw her off and make her think he’s a good person. But oh if only she knew. Since he hid his ears and tail he looked normal now. Sighing he moved and he gently placed a hand on her shoulder. He slowly led her into the bar. Once inside his features were clearer. He seemed to be on the older side. His orange hair was streaked with grey and slicked back, but some pieces of the hair were sticking astray. His face was scarred and it seemed like they were going past the neckline of his shirt. He took her straight to the bar instead of one of the other tables and he sat himself on one of the barstools. He looked back towards the window and he spoke softly, “you have a certain air that surrounds you.. I can’t place what it is…” he said and he tapped gently on the counter, “…anyways get whatever you want… it’s on me.”
((@-YandereFox That’s totally fine lol! Sorry this one is short Her hand shake was a bit hesitant though it was soft and firm all the same, slowly pulling back after. her eyes glanced to the smile offering a gentle one back, following the motion towards the building and humming a bit at the offer, she figured she might as well, he… hadn’t done anything threatening yet…. Maybe she had just… read it wrong? “I-… couldn’t sleep either actually… uh sure.” She spoke gently, relating to him a little bit, she didn’t often sleep very well, her head tilted to the side a bit, her long braids sort of shifting around her, boots clicking against the pavement. She was too tired to really think much into it, after all, it wouldn’t be the first time her mind played tricks on her.
/ HER WIFEYYY
/ didn’t mean to make it long.. lmao—
“ I told you not to come in here , ” Kael says , his voice low and unyielding , edged with something sharper than anger. He’d spent weeks keeping his distance , avoiding Lillian without explanation — because there was no explanation he could give that wouldn’t unravel everything. He doesn’t talk about what lives in his head. The voices. The aliens that slipped past the neural link back when he was still ESA , the ones that rewired him into something colder , something that looks at the world and sees nothing worth saving. His gaze hardens. “ I told you to stay away. So why didn’t you listen ? ”
The room she’s stepped into was never meant to be seen. Always locked. Always off-limits. The windows are blacked out , suffocating any sense of outside light , and most of the walls are stripped bare — except one. A bulletin board dominates it , cluttered with a map of the ESA base , scattered notes , names , fragmented conversations , thoughts that look more like they were torn out of his head than written down. It’s messy , obsessive — barely controlled. And then there’s the list. Photos pinned in uneven rows , some slashed through with red Xs , marking who’s already been dealt with. It’s not just a room. It’s where he organizes the chaos , where plans take shape — attacks , ambushes , whatever the Vod demand.
((@hivemindd ((@hivemindd She sort of rocked back and forth on her heels, the silence feeling a bit awkward to her, it often did. Sometimes her abilities got her into trouble, most she knew didn’t know she had them; quite careful with how or when she used them, at least now, after her experiences when she was young. Her eyebrow raised a bit at the term gifted, not quite the word she’d use, But she knew better than anyone that people saw things differently, and he didn’t know the full story, how it came at such a cost, a desperate attempt of mutation, her body trying to prevent her from harm in any way it could, sort of evolving in an odd way. Her head lifted a bit the faintest of solemn smiles etching on her lips at his words before slowly nodding at the mention of such a thing not being enough to make him run from her, she was glad, even if she were a bit worried he could be caught in the cross fire… her eyes flickered toward his hands as he set his hands on her shoulders, before back towards his eyes, her lips pursing softly. “I-… suppose so…thank you” she whispered, her fists unclenching, suddenly moving forwards a bit and hugging him, a bit tight but not intrusively so, taking a slow breath before pausing “sorry-…” as she’d done so without quite thinking, moving to pull away.
[@-_Star_Gazer_-] He stayed quiet for a long moment , staring at her in surprise. Honestly , he hadn’t expected her to be someone with powers — he’d always assumed she was just a normal person. Still , he found it interesting , even a little impressive. He’d wondered what it might be like to have abilities like that , though the closest he ever got was communicating with machines through his neural link. The fact that she’d killed people didn’t seem to bother him either — he wasn’t in a position to judge. “ So . . . you’re one of the gifted ones , ” he finally said , breaking the silence as she trembled. Kael didn’t know much about the heroes or villains in the city — just that they existed. If anything , he figured one of them might come after him someday , though he doubted it with how careful he was. He let out a small scoff , a faint smirk crossing his face. “ If you think that’s enough to scare me off , you’re wrong. I’ve seen worse back in the Marines — things you probably don’t even want to imagine. ” He stepped a little closer , gently placing his hands on her shoulders in a reassuring way. “ You’re not a monster to me , if that’s what you’re worried about. We’ve both been through things that changed us in ways we didn’t expect. You’re still here , and you’ve got a good head on your shoulders. ” He paused. “ I’m not exactly sane either . . . but we’ve got each other now. That’s something , isn’t it ? ”
((@hivemindd She was glad he seemed like he was at least relaxing a little bit more around her, a side ways glance, before toward herself in the mirror, almost as if searching for something within her own eyes, though she didn’t change the way she stood, still leant back against the counter, having only moved her head. She glanced back towards him once more as he began to speak, slowly nodding at his words and humming “ain’t that the truth…” she muttered in an almost distant tone within the pause.. though… at the next words she seemed to freeze, it wasn’t something she enjoyed talking about, who would? But she trusted him, especially after what he’d told her. “I was Bestowed a Cursed gift once…” she whispered slowly, “that thing… it just… makes me violent… willing to kill anyone… no matter their age… before that… I’m… not sure… maybe it was survival…? I… don’t know if I’ve ever truly been… completely sane” she spoke slowly, taking a slow shaky breath in, her hands lightly shaking, curling her hands up into fists, to try to ground herself from the dark thoughts and flashbacks she was often plagued with, fingernails lightly poking at the skin in her palms