⌛ Jay

Same with Inrin, ngl. I'm alright, just demotivated is all. I hope everyone is having a great day!

The empty armor that had been walking towards them broke in pieces immediately, the clanging echoing across the mines, as Inrin sneered and kicked the pieces viciously away.

On high alert once again.

Inrin paused and watched stranger move further into the darkness but...

She must have seen it, even if there's no light at all except for a lone torch, and had moved fast.

Footsteps echoed and Inrin dashed past the stranger before cleaving in the air.

Metal found metal.

Inrin began to drink it immediately, sighing in relief before looking at the stranger—her eyes hidden behind the mask as its hollow eyes stared.

He doesn't seem to be lying and the water is fine...

"Inrin." She nodded and continued to drink as if she was dying.

Maybe she is.

"There is barely any. Picked clean by others." The woman muttered and paused, staring at the bottle before moving to take it.

She didn't drink it immediately, opening it for a moment before sniffing. She doesn't trust anyone or anything and that was best, especially after meeting certain creatures.

⏳ Jay

Ugh, a lot honestly. Layouts, canon oc portrayal, and writing fight/action scenes 🥹

"Some people do find allure in danger."

⏳ We don't interact much but I hope you have an amazing birthday!!! 🎂🫶✨

"...I know." She finally spoke, voice quiet and ragged as if she hasn't drank water in so long, "But food would be nice, sir."

Her hands are stained in blood, so are her feet and clothes. The upper half of her face is obscured by an owl mask, which looked as if its own wood had planted itself onto her skin, digging in and molding into her flesh.

She said nothing at first, holding a familiar cleaver in one hand.

Inrin sighed quietly to herself, a fog settling on her mind. Her hand pulled open a nearly filled journal, its pages almost slipping out with various sticky notes and leaves of paper.

'It seems I found another layer of hell.' She wrote, her other arm limp by her side and barely hanging by a sliver.

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━━┈ 𝖙𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭.
independent portrayal
of pavel yudin
from 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 & 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 2.

#mvrp #fungerrp

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⏳ Unfortunately, you have been chosen, Inrin—

Oh, I miss those too! Though, we mostly did showcase personal talents rather than flaunt about in masks. I used to sing and dance for the people and my family and younger girls would join me...

𝕴𝖓 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍, 𝕴 𝕽𝖎𝖘𝖊.

Cruz de Leon
• Multiverse Vampire
• Clan Lasombra,
• 1k Years Old

#MVRP ♱ #OCRP ♱ #VtMRP

...is it strange that I miss being addressed as a princess?

I know the past has long since disappeared but a woman can dream, no?

"I've been up north and even in the middle east but never in the west. Specifically here." Inrin hummed, following Crutchie and matching his pace so she doesn't move too far ahead of him.

"Let's go see that street then, I'm in your care." She chuckled.

"I won't complain with whatever you decide is best for us right now, Crutchie." Inrin reassured, just grateful that she has a guide, "I don't know much about this place after all so I'll take whatever road you got for us."

Hearing his certainty, the woman stretched a little and curtsied his way.

"I have studied them for as long as I have been here and yet..." The woman sighed, looking down to see a number of flowers by their feet, "There's always something new about these places and I don't know how much change they can make to these pathways because I don't know the probability yet."

—looked at the fork road, "If I enter the left side during the night, it will take me to one area but if I were to take the same road during the day, it'll take me differently. It's also different when it rains, or when it's cloudy, or even when it's snowing."

Each variable is a possibility.

"It changes."

Inrin looked around, gesturing to everything around them, "Every possibility exists here when it comes to travel. The grass is taller, we might be brought to one land. Any shorter, it shifts. That's one variable, time is another."

Then she diverted her attention to the signs and—

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㋛ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

This is gonna be a semi long thread.

I’m tagging #csmrp because when this post gets buried I want it to still be seen because they’re specifically trying to get into this verse.

/sofangtastic.bsky.social

Is the acc that this is about.

"𝑴𝒆? 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔."

exposure

Since I haven't been blocked on my other accounts I had to *ahem* do some stalking and well-

As the whole thing began yesterday afternoon, this person still will not own up to his mistakes because he's got that ego and arrogance to assume he's not in the wrong.

Inrin was immediately thinking of a usual knight in armor, clanking with its metal plates and chains...

She smiled a bit too, eased by Bell's expression, "Truly? Then I'd like to come with you if that is alright. Just to meet your friends..."

It would be nice to see something so familiar.

She sighed, hands pressing gently on the signs and its strange letterings.

"Night is most especially dangerous for us so land with sunlight is important for us. Are you able to see in the dark if it comes to that?"

"Thank you, Lantana." Inrin bowed her head and continued to walk, helping her new companion up and over similar traps and fallen trees.

She paused, moving away a bit to check on this strange signpost, "Oh... Give me a moment. These pathways are always so difficult. It changes so much."

⏳ Nah, keep bitching
I'll seethe with you