the ascendant
she/her
twenty-nine
November 03
sootopolis
demisexual
councilwoman
champion
i got new love, new skin to wrap myself in
freya's gachapon
POSTED ON Feb 3, 2019 1:32:57 GMT
[attr="class","lex"] [attr="class","top"] Whether she remains still as a statue due to skill or fear in the face of the former admin is her secret and hers alone. There’s a moment where she thinks the royal may be immune to the terrain and her mind is forced to quickly assess the situation and come up with some alternative plans to salvage what she could out of this.
Fortunately, he succumbs, knocking into the table on the way down. It’s only then that she moves, smiling as she stands to peer over the railing, “No, there’s just nothing better to do,” that’s the answer to his question. One he won’t hear unless it manifests in his dreams. It’s partially true, she doesn’t have anything better to do. There’s not a lot of places in this world that would accept someone like her. Circumstances and time have darkened her heart to the point of no redemption. The only thing to live for is the hope of revenge and the promise that she could possibly make someone suffer more than she does. That makes her life seem a little less awful. She fights purely out of selfishness, no loyalty. The only one she was loyal too is long dead, but not forgotten.
“I know you’re hungry, go on,” she gives the Gengar permission to feast. He’s ravenous. His wide smile sharpens and fangs bare as he lunges at Marley’s fallen body. The Gengar sinks its ghastly fangs into the innkeeper as it siphons his life force through his dreams. He grows more and more pale by the second as the ghost gorges itself.
Meanwhile, Lex debates finishing off Remial. She stands there for a moment, staring at his vulnerable body. Ultimately, she decides she’s wasting precious time, “They’ll have to pay me more for that,” she mumbles out loud before turning her attention back to the young woman.
“Sorry, babe. Your white prince isn’t coming to rescue you,” the reality of the pun makes her dark smile grow before she lunges forward. A large hand wraps tightly around the woman’s neck, “Unfortunately for you he just used up all my patience,” her fingers squeeze, tightening enough to make her face turn red, “So talk, or I’ll let them drown you in a WHIRLPOOL,” a much slower way to die.
+10MP per post (x3) +150MP for having Rocket and League characters and faction-based conflict in the thread (no NPCs) +50MP showcase your own character's strength(s) meaningfully +10MP have your own pokemon use a z-move in your thread +10MP have your pokemon set weather, terrain, or a magic, trick, or wonder room in your thread +50MP have your character directly or indirectly spotlight another writer's character's strengths +50MP have an antagonistic exchange of dialogue between your character and another writer's character or NPC +50MP have your character reflect on why they're fighting/reflect on their loyalties
Total: 400MP
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