06-26-2019, 03:52 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 9.2pt; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]Behind the ever familiar call, heavencloud and hellfire appears. They head towards a abandoned car nearby and climb over to sit upon its roof, with a heart that beats of curiosity / disinterest, with eyes that shines of eagerness / boredom. They watch as the area is gradually filled with outstanding colours, from ivory, to sanguine, to gold; adorned with bared teeth, unsheathed claws, and widened eyes.
They finally look over to the Druglord who wishes everyone to introduce themselves to the willing ears and eager minds. While such concept of tearing one’s skin a bit to the glazed eyes at first isn’t something the loner can handle well, the lover finds only ease in it. Even when they know, with tender fingers and soft organs, they can bleed too easily by those who seeks more than flesh and bones, they will let them have their blood like it is water; it is what makes them brave in the end.
In the middle of Wolfsbane’s introduction, when they find his gaze landing on theirs, the loner acknowledges him with at least a brief nod, as the lover gives him a playful wink. The look they received prompts them to recall the creation of Los Santos: there was wonder / suspicious, there was willingness / cautiousness; open heart / clenched fists, big smiles / narrowed eyes. Coming down to this very moment, pride in the Druglord’s ongoing success with his group sings in the lover’s soul. Nothing comes from the loner but a twitch of its dried lips, though, for someone whose bones are made of iron, that has to mean something.
Once Wolfbanes along with Abd al-Malik and Honey have finished their own introductions, the lover seeing no one else is willing to go next, they decides to take the lead from there. “I don't have a nameâ€â€I don’t find myself sticking with names anyway,†they starts, voice filled with honey and starsâ€â€sweet and bright, “This guy beside me claimed to have a name, but because it’s an edgy type of person, it doesn’t like to give its name to others. So, feel free to call us whatever, we’re cool with anyâ€â€well,†they glances over to the loner with a teasing smirk, “It’ll eventually get used to some certain nicknames in one way or another.†That earns a roll of eyes from the loner.
“We’re two of Big Bad Bane’s said old friends, so, we’ve been pretty much here since the beginning,†the lover continues, giving Wolfsbane a wave. “The edgy guy and I are great with combat and healing, especially since I have to deal with its bullshit, so I gotta teach it a lesson sometimes or handle its wounds from its stupâ€â€Ã¢â‚¬Â Their sentence cuts off with a surprised squeak when the loner jabs them in their ribs. They smack its hand away with a, “Anyway, I’m definitely good at scavenging whiles the other’s so with hunting.†They quickly sticks a tongue out to the loner before they adds, “Oh, we’re also into arts and crafts, so just a note, if you need some art supplies for therapeutic reasons or such, please don’t hesitate to come to us.â€Â
Their eyes shine brighter at the final part of the outline, almost is the lover bouncing in their seat. “I don’t know what its goal is, but I know for mine is bringing joy and comfort to everyone so they can feel like they can be their most selves without much judgement and such.†To conclude the introduction, the lover gives up a double finger guns at everyone, smiling as always, before they falls into the loner’s embrace and listen once more.
They finally look over to the Druglord who wishes everyone to introduce themselves to the willing ears and eager minds. While such concept of tearing one’s skin a bit to the glazed eyes at first isn’t something the loner can handle well, the lover finds only ease in it. Even when they know, with tender fingers and soft organs, they can bleed too easily by those who seeks more than flesh and bones, they will let them have their blood like it is water; it is what makes them brave in the end.
In the middle of Wolfsbane’s introduction, when they find his gaze landing on theirs, the loner acknowledges him with at least a brief nod, as the lover gives him a playful wink. The look they received prompts them to recall the creation of Los Santos: there was wonder / suspicious, there was willingness / cautiousness; open heart / clenched fists, big smiles / narrowed eyes. Coming down to this very moment, pride in the Druglord’s ongoing success with his group sings in the lover’s soul. Nothing comes from the loner but a twitch of its dried lips, though, for someone whose bones are made of iron, that has to mean something.
Once Wolfbanes along with Abd al-Malik and Honey have finished their own introductions, the lover seeing no one else is willing to go next, they decides to take the lead from there. “I don't have a nameâ€â€I don’t find myself sticking with names anyway,†they starts, voice filled with honey and starsâ€â€sweet and bright, “This guy beside me claimed to have a name, but because it’s an edgy type of person, it doesn’t like to give its name to others. So, feel free to call us whatever, we’re cool with anyâ€â€well,†they glances over to the loner with a teasing smirk, “It’ll eventually get used to some certain nicknames in one way or another.†That earns a roll of eyes from the loner.
“We’re two of Big Bad Bane’s said old friends, so, we’ve been pretty much here since the beginning,†the lover continues, giving Wolfsbane a wave. “The edgy guy and I are great with combat and healing, especially since I have to deal with its bullshit, so I gotta teach it a lesson sometimes or handle its wounds from its stupâ€â€Ã¢â‚¬Â Their sentence cuts off with a surprised squeak when the loner jabs them in their ribs. They smack its hand away with a, “Anyway, I’m definitely good at scavenging whiles the other’s so with hunting.†They quickly sticks a tongue out to the loner before they adds, “Oh, we’re also into arts and crafts, so just a note, if you need some art supplies for therapeutic reasons or such, please don’t hesitate to come to us.â€Â
Their eyes shine brighter at the final part of the outline, almost is the lover bouncing in their seat. “I don’t know what its goal is, but I know for mine is bringing joy and comfort to everyone so they can feel like they can be their most selves without much judgement and such.†To conclude the introduction, the lover gives up a double finger guns at everyone, smiling as always, before they falls into the loner’s embrace and listen once more.