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sadicoPreferred Alias: Ignacio
- Imposing
- Guarded
- Narcissistic
- Ambitious
- Charming
- Impure
- Orgasmic
sadicoPreferred Alias: Ignacio
daemon: tepesd
Dec. 6th, 2017 07:29 pminfatyuatedD.E.S.T.I.N.Y. was behind the recent attack, wasn't it?
Why aren't more people doing something about it?
Or do people here prefer to remain where they are
How do we KNOW that F.A.T.E.S. is telling us the truth?
Or maybe no one cares if their worlds are at stake.
A final question: if you were forced to drink blood to survive
would you do it?
Why aren't more people doing something about it?
Or do people here prefer to remain where they are
How do we KNOW that F.A.T.E.S. is telling us the truth?
Or maybe no one cares if their worlds are at stake.
A final question: if you were forced to drink blood to survive
would you do it?
War with D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.
Nov. 4th, 2017 03:08 pmspooferCharacters: Ensemble cast, any/all characters of Xistentia!
Summary: D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. comes to Xistentia for the first time, bringing with it violence and havoc. Combat against enemy agents, healing, emergency sanctuary, and "Drift Compatibility" happen here. Refer to the OOC plotting post and the mod announcement!
Date(s): November 4-18
Warnings/Notes: Violence, death, psychological themes, trauma. Please warn for anything else in your subject headers!
Summary: D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. comes to Xistentia for the first time, bringing with it violence and havoc. Combat against enemy agents, healing, emergency sanctuary, and "Drift Compatibility" happen here. Refer to the OOC plotting post and the mod announcement!
Date(s): November 4-18
Warnings/Notes: Violence, death, psychological themes, trauma. Please warn for anything else in your subject headers!
Taste The Rainbow (Daemon: Apollod)
Nov. 3rd, 2017 01:54 amhasitsthornsPreferred Alias: Rosie
RED - Something about yesterday: It sucked.
ORANGE - Something you do well: No one can sing as well as me.
YELLOW - Something about your childhood: I was an only child, which is rare for wolves that usually have litters.
GREEN - Something you learned last week: My dogs really don't like taking baths.
BLUE - Something you can't live without: My guitar.
INDIGO - Something you watch: Vanyel doing manual labor is all I need to watch these days.
VIOLET - Something you listen to: Anything and eveything. I love music, produced or natural.
I see trouble on the way.
Oct. 21st, 2017 10:02 pmlacquersCharacters: Everyone! Yes, you too!
Summary: Mandy's Masquerade hosts a fantastic Halloween party with a costume contest, some very special cocktails, and a few other surprises.
Date(s): Late in the month of October.
Warnings/Notes: Please mark any threads that need content warnings.
( There's a bad moon on the rise. )
Summary: Mandy's Masquerade hosts a fantastic Halloween party with a costume contest, some very special cocktails, and a few other surprises.
Date(s): Late in the month of October.
Warnings/Notes: Please mark any threads that need content warnings.
( There's a bad moon on the rise. )
Second Vlog | video | daemon: hunterd
Oct. 15th, 2017 05:06 pmbratpack[ Here is a closeup shot of a bright, happy smile and an even brighter pair of baby blues. ]
Hey guys what's up, this is your resident Badass Werewolf Wyatt, checking in! I know it's been a while, and I know you missed me, but I am here to make up for it you guys. How, you may ask?!
[ He spreads his hands, which is evidently a signal for Hunterd to back up and show off a wider angle. Visible on screen now is Wyatt, unwisely shirtless in this decidedly colder weather, in the middle of the forest. With both hands, he points down, and Hunterd lowers the camera to reveal - ]
Baby animals, o-b-v!
[ Well, one baby animal. A knee-height green-backed bison calf, which is currently on its hind legs, pawing at Wyatt's legs. He crouches down to put his arms around it, and it settles when he starts to rub its tiny not quite horns. ]
Maximus here has no mom. Or, he does, but she rejected him, for whatever reason. My guess is, he's too small. Anyway, he's mine now, which means I need your guys' help. [ Deep breaths. ] I need to milk a space cow.
[ Wyatt pauses. No doubt tumbleweeds blow by in the distance. He holds up his hand, clearly anticipating everyone's outright refusal. ]
I know what you're thinking. How will you, a werewolf, get that close to a space cow, Wyatt? Well, funny story. This is how that went.
[ He points to one wide, and the screen splits in two. On one side is Wyatt in real time, pointing. On the other is a wide angle recording of Wyatt sneaking up on a herd of bison, and making several failed attempts to milk the largest of them. Each attempt ends with the herd running, with Wyatt being kicked away, or - at the very end - the mother turning and physically chasing him off. He starts those attempts out fully dressed. By the end, his shirt is in rags, and he's evidently gotten rid of it now. The split screen vanishes and Hunterd refocuses on Wyatt in the now. ]
So! Who wants to help me get milk? I'll pay you in good wishes. And I'll let you pet Max. [ The baby bison has climbed right up into his arms by now, and is eyeing the camera with suspicion. Wyatt offers up a winning smile. ]
Now taking volunteers! Sign up in the comments below, I'll be waiting.
Hey guys what's up, this is your resident Badass Werewolf Wyatt, checking in! I know it's been a while, and I know you missed me, but I am here to make up for it you guys. How, you may ask?!
[ He spreads his hands, which is evidently a signal for Hunterd to back up and show off a wider angle. Visible on screen now is Wyatt, unwisely shirtless in this decidedly colder weather, in the middle of the forest. With both hands, he points down, and Hunterd lowers the camera to reveal - ]
Baby animals, o-b-v!
[ Well, one baby animal. A knee-height green-backed bison calf, which is currently on its hind legs, pawing at Wyatt's legs. He crouches down to put his arms around it, and it settles when he starts to rub its tiny not quite horns. ]
Maximus here has no mom. Or, he does, but she rejected him, for whatever reason. My guess is, he's too small. Anyway, he's mine now, which means I need your guys' help. [ Deep breaths. ] I need to milk a space cow.
[ Wyatt pauses. No doubt tumbleweeds blow by in the distance. He holds up his hand, clearly anticipating everyone's outright refusal. ]
I know what you're thinking. How will you, a werewolf, get that close to a space cow, Wyatt? Well, funny story. This is how that went.
[ He points to one wide, and the screen splits in two. On one side is Wyatt in real time, pointing. On the other is a wide angle recording of Wyatt sneaking up on a herd of bison, and making several failed attempts to milk the largest of them. Each attempt ends with the herd running, with Wyatt being kicked away, or - at the very end - the mother turning and physically chasing him off. He starts those attempts out fully dressed. By the end, his shirt is in rags, and he's evidently gotten rid of it now. The split screen vanishes and Hunterd refocuses on Wyatt in the now. ]
So! Who wants to help me get milk? I'll pay you in good wishes. And I'll let you pet Max. [ The baby bison has climbed right up into his arms by now, and is eyeing the camera with suspicion. Wyatt offers up a winning smile. ]
Now taking volunteers! Sign up in the comments below, I'll be waiting.
video; daemon: kyd
Oct. 8th, 2017 02:41 ammordacita[ Rafa is sitting on a countertop bar, his legs dangling. The camera is looking up at him. For now, the rest of the room is obscure. He's smiling. His suit is slightly damp and his hair has been pulled back to keep it out of his face. ]
Hello. My name is Rafa, and I have some news.
First, to those who have just joined us, welcome. Many here will know that I am a vampire. This is not a secret, and the new faces among us should know it too. If the word is unfamiliar to you, what matters is this: vampires drink blood. We need it to live. Many fear us because of this. Some of you spent time with me in the land called Eudio, where synthetic blood was given to my people. That is not an option here.
I come with an answer, I hope. A friend of mine has made a machine.
[ He pats the device sitting beside him. It looks something like a filter coffee machine; slightly bigger, and with more openings. ]
It clones bags of blood to create more. If you are not a vampire, then I ask if you would donate. One pint is all I need, and I can replicate it indefinitely.
For those of you that need this, as I do, I ask you to come to me. I will give you what you need, and none here will have to fear us.
Either way, I would be glad to see you. But even if you do not donate, and do not want my help, I would welcome you to this bar.
[ Rafa slides off the counter and waves his hand. His obedient daemon turns, and the camera now takes in the whole room. The bar area is filled with bottles of alcohol, as many varieties as Rafa had been able to find. There are booths with soft chairs, and dim lighting. Xistentia's foliage has been cleared away, and the whole place has been redecorated in shades of black, dark blue and purple. Rafa's own navy blue suit matches nicely. He comes back into view. ]
I grew rather good at making cocktails in Eudio. I find I miss it, and mean to continue. I am calling it The Coven. Cliched, I know, but it makes me feel at home. Come and shelter from the rain, if you will. I have plenty of space.
Hello. My name is Rafa, and I have some news.
First, to those who have just joined us, welcome. Many here will know that I am a vampire. This is not a secret, and the new faces among us should know it too. If the word is unfamiliar to you, what matters is this: vampires drink blood. We need it to live. Many fear us because of this. Some of you spent time with me in the land called Eudio, where synthetic blood was given to my people. That is not an option here.
I come with an answer, I hope. A friend of mine has made a machine.
[ He pats the device sitting beside him. It looks something like a filter coffee machine; slightly bigger, and with more openings. ]
It clones bags of blood to create more. If you are not a vampire, then I ask if you would donate. One pint is all I need, and I can replicate it indefinitely.
For those of you that need this, as I do, I ask you to come to me. I will give you what you need, and none here will have to fear us.
Either way, I would be glad to see you. But even if you do not donate, and do not want my help, I would welcome you to this bar.
[ Rafa slides off the counter and waves his hand. His obedient daemon turns, and the camera now takes in the whole room. The bar area is filled with bottles of alcohol, as many varieties as Rafa had been able to find. There are booths with soft chairs, and dim lighting. Xistentia's foliage has been cleared away, and the whole place has been redecorated in shades of black, dark blue and purple. Rafa's own navy blue suit matches nicely. He comes back into view. ]
I grew rather good at making cocktails in Eudio. I find I miss it, and mean to continue. I am calling it The Coven. Cliched, I know, but it makes me feel at home. Come and shelter from the rain, if you will. I have plenty of space.
daemon: tepesd
Oct. 3rd, 2017 12:28 pminfatyuatedPreferred Alias: Mikaela Hyakuya
Favorite Place Traveled: Shinjuku
Reason for Travel: Destroy the Japanese Imperial Demon Army and find Yuuichrou Hyakuya
Memorable Memory: Being reunited with his Yuu-chan
Least Favorite Place Traveled: America
Reason for Travel: Destroying a Seraph of the End.
Memorable Memory: The creature begging to be killed