OOC: Would Love To Find A Solas To Rp Post-Inquisition And Veilguard Ending With! 🫶🏻

"You're the one that suggested everyone ran." He quickly tugged some bandages from the fallen pack of another soldier and quickly wrapped his hand. "But we have bigger problems." Whatever that was it was close and there was nobody else to respond to it. That suggested to him that there wasn't anybody left at all. So, what had killed them all? Some new weapon? Had something come along to scavenge bodies? Somehow, he had a feeling that they didn't want to be out here amongst the dead when it came scavenging. Didn't want to smell like the dead either.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

me wanting to do specific threads with specific ships and talk to specific people but not messaging any of them bc im Insecure™ and afraid of being annoying

GOTHIC LITERATURE.( bold what applies. italicize what sometimes applies. repost, don’t reblog. )

DRACULA.－ cold to the touch. flickering light. cold breath upon your neck. billowing white gowns. midnight strolls. pearl trimmed bands. the fall from grace. indulging in your deepest desires. the fear of outsiders. dark imaginations. bloodstained sheets. something lurking in the shadows. the urge to run away. glowing eyes in the darkness. the scent of garlic. preying on the weak. the power to both bring and take life.

THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GREY. ー old bookshelves. kisses on the hand. a drug-induced stupor. the pursuit of pleasure. devotion to the finer things in life. prizing youth and beauty above all. paying the ultimate price. blood red errors painted over in white snow. breaking the heart of the one you love. losing what’s left of your humanity.

FRANKENSTEIN. ー frantic sketches. the stench of something rotten. a scream from the woods. unorthodox beliefs. candles burning out. the crunch of leaves. dangerous knowledge. contemplating existence. the chill of winter in your bones. dark ambitions. prometheus reborn. the contrast between life and death.

THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO. ー false accusations. taking justice into your own hands. justice. elaborate schemes. playing upon others’ weaknesses. the solitude of the ocean. an ever-changing identity. an alienation from humanity. dissatisfaction in your life. escaping from prison.

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Please note: With the holidays approaching I will probably be slow. I'll try to get to things, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to or not.

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"Captain Caz MacCallan. UC Highlanders." His eyes shifted between the special ops and the scientists aboard the ship. "This isn't a rescue vessel." The scientist -not bothering to answer the question- turned in surprise at the name, attitude shifting to one of a very pleased man. "Well, well... what a surprise... what a surprise. Not only do I have eyewitnesses to the experiment, but I also have my property returned to me intact. It explains why you survived." He gestured for one of his understudies. "Ah, quickly if you can give me the exact details of what transpired once we released the specimens." "Excuse me?" Property? What was he on about? Specimens?

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

//Kind of obsessed with the way Replicant's eyes glow and have now decided that synths in my verse have glowing eyes.