Legion rider
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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"Why would anyone want to go into the atmospheres of gas giants in a space exploration game" because that's where the space whales live. Obviously.
"Dinnae ken and I'm not exactly keen to find out." He knew what a siren sounded like and that unfortunately wasn't one. But maybe they were overreacting? Maybe it was something harmless. Sounded bigger than it was. It was better to be cautious though he supposed, considering they hadn't the faintest clue what was happening or where everyone else had gone. It had to take a lot for the guns to go silent. "No." It wasn't too far, just up ahead and thankfully they managed to arrive without incident. Didn't look like anyone had survived the crash either... they wouldn't have company inside. For better or for worse.
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"Yes, sir. Cooking, cleaning, moving the heavier equipment and tending to medical needs. However I might be of assistance." He paused and tilted his head at the question, mannerisms as human as possible. "How did any of us get here, captain? Through creation in one form or in another." He supposed it wasn't quite what was meant, but he didn't know truly how he had gotten here. Only that he'd woken here ready to serve humanity to the best of his ability. "Generally, I would report to the foreman, but I'm afraid his skull was cracked when the strike breakers came in. Unless... you're here to give me a new directive." He rather hoped that might be the case as he'd be lost without someone in command. Stepping from the cell was -as the humans were so fond of saying- as if a weight off of his shoulders.
"Not a dent, sir. The miners on the other hand didn't fare quite as well when the strike breakers came in." As it turned out humans tended to be quite squishy when struck by batons. "I do hope they're alright." A shame that it had to come to violence, and he had not been able to negotiate a peaceful end to the strike. But the damage was done and well past by now. "I'm quite ready to return to work." He felt a bit 'stir-crazy' as humans called it. There was so much work to be done. The ship must be terribly filthy without him taking care of the upkeep. Oh, he shuddered at the very thought of the dust bunnies building.
WHAT LOW ACTIVITY & SLOW REPLY MEANS:
it means i want to be here, i really do
it means that i have, whether i like it or not, more important things to do than roleplay at the moment
it means that replies are going to sit for a moment
WHAT IT DOESN’T MEAN:
that i care any less
that i don’t want to talk / plot with you
that you aren’t allowed to IM me or ask for my disco
Sometimes Tumblr has to take a back burner, and that’s fine! Roleplay will still be here when we get back. So take that day to yourself. Don’t worry about drafts. Don’t worry about how “slow” you are being. Everything is okay!
i’ma let y’all in on a little secret: i am the worst because i forget everything so bet ur ass if u messaged me and i didn’t reply, i read it, mentally replied and then minimized it, thinking i actually typed it out and sent it and thought u guys just didn’t reply back until i check like 24 hours later