⋆ — ❝ D E A D. ✧˖ ˚「 STORAGE ; V.II. 」

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"],,,,,,,,,Guess who's considering crawling their dumb ass over here again and drop their kiddo in Beasts Of Beyond because they're starting to sense nowadays roleplay is all about expectations with high quality muse and whatnot and just feels it's a job and not a hobby, unlike several years ago,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

*points at myself* Ya star child, Devildad here smhhh typical me

Anyway, if I do end up dropping Ayon in BoB, I'm planning to shove most of the notes I have with Ayon to Reagan because I can not Unsee Ayon as Ryan, so I may well try to merge most of the prominent ideas I have with Ayon to Reagan, and if I have to, I'll have to revamp his and most likely Crederex's backstory too. *sighhhhhh*

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]Ayon's main plot/arc, "Kismet"

[spoiler=Tw for brief mentions of deaths in various ways ( cancer, suicide, murder, etc ) + child abuse] It started off a long, long time ago.

On March 26, xxxx, there was a human child who was the embodiment of Aries: all enthusiastic and hotheaded. They were born seeing black and white, only to gain colours when they meet their soulmate, said their parents. They happened to have a relatively normal life until they met a Demon. They were enemies as they threw insults at each other and they jabbed at each other to provoke them. Though, the Demon found themself wanting to be with the child longer than they planned because of how ridiculous they were, providing much entertainment for them to stick around more. So, the child grew, and the Demon stayed with them. They eventually became best friends and even lovers when the child, now a young adult, confessed their love to the Demon and the Demon returned their feelings to them. However, if there's a love story with a Human and a Demon, of course, tragedy will hit, and so, it did.

"You are strong," said the Demon when they saw their lover crying one night. // 'I was strong,' thought the Human before a baseball bat struck right to the center of their brain on March 26, xxxx; 11:23pm.

In the Demon's point of view, as they watched the Aries child grew, they gradually gained colours. They asked the Mortal if they could see any colours, but they said they was still seeing in monochrome. The Demon felt the other was lying and only assumed they didn't like to see them as their soulmate, which they didn't blame them ( but after the Mortal confessed their love to them, they were baffled the Mortal didn't choose to follow the function of the soulmate and wanted to be with them ).

The moment the Mortal was dying, however, the Demon slowly lost the colours and be put in the world of black and white once again, while in the Mortal's perspective, they were gaining colours. What they both didn't know is because the Demon is in fact a Demon, with their dark energy and auras, it messes up the function of soulmate, so instead of the Mortal seeing colours for the first time they saw the Demon, unlike vice versa, it's their last.

On April 26, xxxx, there was a child who was the embodiment of Taurus; all loving and stubborn. When they were an adult, they met a Demon who was hurting and bitter. Despite the Demon's rude and snarky attitude, they took care of them and treated the Demon with affection. The Demon knew this person was the same as who they lost years ago since their first interaction, but they stayed quiet. As the Demon couldn't bring themself to tell them, part of them thought maybe it would've been for the best if they chose not to say anything about the reincarnation for both of their sakes. It didn't matter either way when this Mortal was most likely going to leave them like their previous incarnation. They did.

"You are right," said the Demon when they were being vented to from the Mortal about how their abusive parents always reminded them they were right, and them, as their child, was always wrong.  // 'I was right,' thought the Mortal before the hands of their creators took their life away on April 26, xxxx; 11:24am

Then, it goes on repeating. Repeating. Repeating.

May 26, xxxx ( Gemini )  — "You are understood"
"I was understood" — May 26, xxxx; executed with a Rack torture device; 11:25am

June 26, xxxx ( Cancer )  — "You are needed"
"I was needed" — June 26, xxxx; died from breast cancer; 11:26pm

July 26, xxxx ( Leo )  — "You are loved"
"I was loved" — July 26, xxxx; text; was set on fire; 11:27pm

August 26, xxxx ( Virgo )  — "You are worth it"
"I was worth it" — August 26, xxxx; poisoned; 11:28am

September 26, xxxx ( Libra )  — "You are appreciated"
"I was appreciated" — September 26, xxxx; committed suicide; 11:29pm

October 26, xxxx ( Scorpio )  — "You are safe"
"I was safe" — October 26, xxxx; text; blood loss from giving birth; 11:30pm

November 26, xxxx ( Sagittarius )  — "You are free"
"I was free" — November 26, xxxx; stabbed to death; 11:31pm

December 26, xxxx ( Capricorn )  — "You are deserving"
"I was deserving" — December 26, xxxx; fell from high altitude; 11:32am

January 26, xxxx ( Aquarius )  — "You are one of a kind"
"I was one of a kind" — January 26, xxxx; text; died from cardiac arrest; 11:33am

February 26, xxxx ( Pisces ) — "You are good enough"
"I was good enough" — February 26, xxxx; drowned; 11:34pm

On the twelfth hour, just half of an hour since the Mortal's twelfth incarnation was gone, they decided to give up and let their Mortal, if they were to be reincarnated once more, have their peaceful life without them being involved. Could they make the Mortal an Immortal so they wouldn't ever lose them again, but the thought of them having to suffer so much and not dying for the longest time like them horrified them.

Therefore, they took out their eyes, so they could no longer see the colours coming to them with the tragic memories, and moved on as they decided to get themself into making contracts while traveling through many dimensions to help them block everything about the Mortal and what they had together. It worked, only until they came to the dimension that made them turn into an animal while losing most of their powers, and where Ayon happened to be born on March 26, 2018, 13 days after the Demon's arrival: their one and only Mortal's thirteenth and possibly final incarnation.




Ayon accidentally summons the Demon one day when he's bored out of his mind and uses a stick to doodle on the ground with rocks around it before he accidentally cuts himself. When the Demon asks him what he wants, he only says he wants a friend because he doesn't have anyone but his family, and asks them if they're seeking to be his friend. They can be like "ehhhh", but he accepts the answer anyway as he'll be okay with that. The Demon will know who the Rosebloods are due to them being around in the dimension for a while, so knowing the concept of Daemons from their religion, they lie to Ayon saying they is so to intimidate him and he wouldn't want to interact with them anymore, but, while Ayon will be sort of convinced, because his curiosity can lead to danger and he believes not everyone is bad, he's...there with them still and, well, just wanna chill with them, if they're not up for any interactions.

After their first interaction, Ayon will summon them during nighttime everyday, and the Demon takes the gesture quite strange because they're so used to being called for the summoner's own advantages, as they're never viewed any more or less but just something who can make things happen. Therefore, the fact they're being summoned just because Ayon wants them to do whatever he have in store for the day that they won't mind partaking, or just having a silent moment together, is unusual, but after being summoned by them few more times, they start to look forward to seeing him again and start visiting him without being summoned.

As time progresss, the Demon will notice Ayon will be lacking sleep due to the dreams he have, which are based on his incarnations' past. They try prompt him to speak about it, but he's only brief about it, which upsets the Demon. Though, on March, 2019, this is when things starts to get extremely messy because it'd be close to finishing the main plot: Ayon realizes he have to get himself closely killed in the same scenario as his part incarnations, or have a specific body part of his almost destroyed, in a very specific time and place, otherwise something bad ( I haven't figured this part yet—maybe a Daemon wanting to take their soul? ) will happen to him. The Demon doesn't notice Ayon have been doing this to himself until they finds out he's planning to drown himself after he falls off the cliff, which is his final step.

However, the Demon tries to stop Ayon and explain everything that happened to him with the fact he reincarnated and left them, his former boyfriend, twelve times. Before Ayon can say anything to them, his time was up, and something happens that results him dying. Ayon wants to make a contract with the Demon so he can become a Demon and dodge death more easier for them, but the Demon refuses to do it because they fear Ayon will experience all of the suffering and hate they have to go through for being a Demon. Ayon insists on doing it, and they give up. When the Demon asks him what he wants, he tells them to push him off of the cliff with a promise they'll be together forever, and they don't have to say goodbye again.

They kiss with their lips bitten for their blood to be together in order for the contract to be done with Ayon's fate sealed, and the Demon pushes Ayon to the ocean for him to be taken away by the Hellhounds to Hell. Because Ayon will turn into a Demon like them, and it fully breaks the soulmate's function between them, so both of them will forever experience seeing in black and white until they die and finally be at peace. It's something, at least.[/spoiler]

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]*gently plops my cryptic star son over*
https://m.imgur.com/4W90PCR?r

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]　　　( Define merit: [sup]Noun[/sup] The quality of being particularly good or worthy, especially so as to deserve praise or reward. )

　　　There was violence in silence.

　　　The moment the lioness caught the solar crown and swallowed it whole, many roses wilted, and very few died at the end. / It was Hell clashing Hell. / A tragic story formed with red wine and bone ashes.

　　　Sola. / Sola. / Sola. / Do you not know both Gods and Mortals can weep and bleed? Carve our flesh, shatter our bones, bite our organs, and there, flaws appears. / They can hide well, but they still makes us breathe.

　　　Charon. / Charon. / Charon. / Do you not know lightning against lightning will only cause more damage? / The beast is already thunderstorms and hurricanes. / You are just a wind who wants to be heard.

　　　Jiyu. / Jiyu. / Jiyu. / Do you not know even with white blood and red blood can still make one fall? / Protector of the red roses and iron crafted teeth, what you will give birth to can be the one who will give you your death.

　　　Prestige. / Prestige. / Prestige. / Oh, cloud child, flower boy, with a brain trapped in a ribcage, what was it like to drown in dark honey and spoiled milk?

　　　One, two, there, there, the star child is sitting by a dirt near where wailing ghouls and laughing skeletons sleeps. / His mouth have a white rose, but how strange it feels full from the sweet sorrow and red guilt regardless.

　　　Before Ayon, there is a small writing what only reads Prestige; messy and lazy, but he wanted the ground carved for the deceased feline from his own claws. / So, he tried writing just as Prestige tried saving Sola—his mom.

　　　Tried. / Tried. / Tried.

　　　( Life was tired of the former Advisor, anyway. )

　　　Breathing low from broken system, unease running high through gold and silver veins, Ayon gently places the flower above the writing. / He stares at it, expression void of emotions.

　　　Tales of the former Advisor was told many times from his mother; mainly, Ayon was given an idea Prestige had soft and sweet flesh, but despite his throat was filled with petals and thorns, he had iron heart as he breathed stars; constantly burning dreams and desires.

　　　Ayon finds inspiration from his broken bones; how he wishes to be the protector and die knowing he can at least save a day. / ( But that is a thing: no matter what, he may never get to know it himself, as he would only have to grasp faith if the sun still rises in the end. )

　　　He takes a step closer to the plant and pulls his foreleg forward. / He hesitates, but, in the end, a gratitude is given under a whisper, and one paw unsheathe tiny claws before it slices across fragile flesh. / Then, he watches the rose drown in his blood.

　　　White evolving into red. / Innocence fading to corruption.

　　　A star wails and dies within Ayon, and numbness starts to takes over him. / He shakes, he aches, but he must stand. / Must honor. / Despite it all, he must, he must, he must, hemusthemusthemusthediedsaving—

　　　❝ Goodbye. ❞

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]I can't wait to get my hands on making those character Tumblr textposts when I get back home from vacation because they're heckin' g8

This is the one of the textposts I wanna do and I'm weePin G

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses: Crederex
whyeventhough: Sam
fangoddess817: Reagan
aro-ace-fangirl: Adam

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]Alrighty, I've decided to get more active on here again, so, hello again y'all!! Missed seeing you guys so much <3

I'm just...never going to roleplay ever again as I'm putting that behind me now, since I wanna focus more on my personal life and story, so, mmm, there's that c':

[Devilad]

[div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"][align=right]// Sharing few more of my favourite posts with Ayon

　　　Behind the glory gold in fire comes a fragile, little lost star. / Catching after magic dusts and silver serenity, like comfort found in counting constellations. / The star child stands besides his sister, head high and posture strong. / A mountain against the oceans. / A tree against the storms. / Ayon glances at Charon and watches her mouth moving. / He blinks, shifting his soft gaze on to the beast who inhales nicotine and exhales hurricanes before him. / He tilts his head.

　　　January angel. / Does the kit first notice the pair of broken haloes stitched in his shoulders. / He thinks of how the beast's heart must beat to the music art of wild rains and dead seas. / Tragedy sets in between ivory ribs. / Breathing saltwater, lungs burning. / Always there. / Always a reminder given against his flesh and organs he is still alive. / Ayon takes a step closer to the older male and shifts. / January angel. / A beauty with sharp teeth and storm borne eyes.

　　　❝ Pret..ty... ❞ mutters Ayon, his voice belonging to a ghost; cold and quiet. / He averts his eyes from the jaguar and stares at the basket. / Seeing the weapons and herbs in there, approval flickers across baby blue eyes. / He claps his forepaws a couple times, mortal veins burns with excitement, before he peeks into the container and starts examining the items, celestial mind immediately absent in the rolling waves of interest and curiosity. / World forgotten. / Lights gone.

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　　　Working. / Working. / Must work.

　　　Must clean after the storm's tears and screams. / Must kiss on the roses for well growth and strength. / Must not fall back. / Must go forward and strive for warm blood and white eyes.

　　　So, there, the star child of dreams and wishes limps across the somber forest. / A light in darkness. / An attraction for the eager eyes and greedy mouths. / Though, Ayon does not care about anything but to keep moving forward.

　　　Let the glass shards and ashes sets against his paws, and let him weep and bleed, for he will understand the meaning of endurance. / Let him try, try, and try, just as much as Prestige tried to protect Sola.

　　　( May he fail, but at least his determination will fall to become a tale. )

　　　Ayon stops at the sight of a large figure standing ahead. / Waiting. / Mouth moving... / His eyes narrows before a flicker they widens. / Celestial mind whirls around the fact Pres is...right there. / In a different body, but alive.

　　　He takes a step closer to the other, gold heart beating confusion. / Loud and clear. / Violence in silence. / ❝ Pr-Pres... ❞ / A whisper through the winds, nearly fusing. / Nature sings the child of soft skeleton and iron heart a welcome home.

　　　He inhales the waves of strength and pushes himself to stand right in front of Prestige, as so the snow leopard said it himself. / He stares at Pres' body. / All new, yet...different. / He glances at his own foreleg where it's wrapped with cobwebs.

　　　He recalls spilling his own blood to let the white rose drown in his ruby red—an honor given to Prestige, protector of solar crown and raging roses. / Wonder burns within tiring brain if his gesture made the Advisor rise like a star reborn.

　　　Ayon thinks, and thinks, and it only leaves him a question for Prestige.

　　　❝ H-how?... ❞

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　　　( Define shadow: [sup]Noun[/sup] 1. A dark area or shape produced by a body coming between rays of light and a surface. / 2. Partial or complete darkness, especially as produced in this way. )

　　　All teeth. / All shadows underneath shadows. / All teeth. / Their thin white lights hangs at the back of his celestial mind. / Though, no comfort is found in any of them when they only outlines their shapes, forming both black and white teeth within his head. / Tearing thoughts. / Biting brain. / Ripping consciousness.

　　　 Ayon came home from the falling visit to Tanglewood unharmed from the greedy eyes and snapping jaws regardless. / Though, his heart weeps over the fact he just...left his family behind there. / His mother's gesture of wrapping him closer to her was a saying he must go. / Flee. / Be free. / Not abandoning them, no, no, no.

　　　With worn out bones and aching fragile flesh, he can only have faith his family will make it out of the danger alright, so, he hope, and hope, and hope.

　　　( There is only silence in black and white. )

　　　Chest tightens from ivory ribcage trapping in his heart and lungs closer together, the lost star gasps broken wishes and tries to reach out for anything that are close to him. / Let him be brave. / Let him breathe. / Let him rise from his grave and touch the stars.

　　　One, two, three, there, Ayon finds a book suitable for the children's eager eyes and ears from the library, where he often finds ease in the most out of anywhere. / While he believes this work appears easy but intriguing for him to keep out the unwanted teeth and emerald hearts, however, he himself can't do it alone.

　　　Help. / Help. / Help.

　　　The kit takes the children book and takes off, movements erratic. / He ends up in front of a room that belongs to—

　　　❝ ...Ch...Charon... ❞ / Charon. / Charon. / Charon. / His older sister in glory gold. / Ayon lets his voice enter through the door's bottom space without opening it. / A breeze across the cemetery into a pale church. / He hesitates, but pushes the book behind his call for her to know his reason of being there. / ❝ Re..ad... ❞

　　　One, two, three. / ❝ Ple-plea... ❞ / Their teeth are growing and growing.

　　　❝Pl-please... ❞

　　　Help. / Help. / Help him.

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]Can I say, I just checked out what's [member=27]fitz[/member] been up to with his wild ass coding powers while I was inactive for a bit and I am Nutting svgjdsjhvsj

bUT CHRIST, LEO, I'VE RETURNED ON HERE BLESSED BIG TIME WITH YOUR BEAUTIFUL TEMPLATES I CRI

[Devilad]

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]Thank you, Burnie <33 ;;

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