atriumbra

[atriumbra]

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Hey guys, I brought Heba back. I finally found him lurking somewhere in the back of my mind, but this time around he has a new main story line. Everything from Ancient Egypt is the same but his present day life is completely different. You may want to read the about page for information or message me VIA ask or Skype. 

[atriumbra]

All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”

”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""

"You’re under arrest."

#To give you something to use to start a thread with Umbra #come on #come play #he won't bite to hard #outofshadows #ooc

[atriumbra]

Heba arched a single brow as the other attempted to use magic to grab the blade, obviously not considering that possibility that maybe he would end up only hurting himself if he did that. The boy tucked the blade behind his back and watched as his puzzle flashed to ward off the magic that was crawling toward him. “Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. You’re an idiot, you want the blade come and get it yourself!” He didn’t have time for this but for some reason it caused him the slightest bit of amusement to watch the man who was clearly uneasy at his sudden arrival, not that Heba could exactly help where he landed… speaking of which where exactly did he land? The male tucked the blade into his pocket before glancing around, raising his hand up to shield his eyes when they looked directly at the… sun? It was a… weird color and so bright. When was the sun so bright!? Was this world ending to? Was the sun sick? That didn’t exactly make sense but back him it was practically always dark.

  Heba then turned his attention down to the ground, taking in the sight of all the things that seemed to be so full of life. It was almost… cheerful, a bit to cheerful. Why did everything see so bright and happy here? Did he land in some happy go lucky world or some insane asylum? He was going to the second option more than anything else but something told him that wasn’t exactly right. The more he lowered his head something tumbled from his hair, causing Heba to take a step back in shock and raise his hands further up to tug at the multicolored strands. Pulling some pieces out he looked at them and frowned. “Derby? Dirt? Damn world ending and getting my all dirty.” Hissing at himself Heba continued to tug the things out of his hair and try to align his hair right. “Where the hell did I end up!?”

We Meet Again

He had simply been going through his old journals, trying to decide on what could be put away in that back room now that they were filled. This one and the behavior of the people in the area he had just recently left could be put away, this one the assumed and proven effects of various plants on humans should be eft out for reference. All of the others on his desk could be put away as well. He sensed something was going to happen, trying to ignore it for now as he went about putting the stack of books in the locked room in the far end of his home. He couldn’t shake it though, it was in the air, it sent an odd tingle up his spine and he knew it was something he should prepare himself for. He readied his bag, made sure he had his knives on him and his jacket on. Everything was set when this feeling finally proved to be foretelling. Something happened, a thud caught his attention and he went to check it out.

Someone, he looked very familiar. Yugi. Or…a Yugi? He wasn’t entirely sure. He watched quietly as the other lay unconscious. It was when the other woke that he became a bit nervous. H waited a bit, watching, observing and as a sort of warning he pulled out a knife, not aiming to hit the strange Yugi but to make him leave. He huffed quietly at the words, Why wouldn’t this one leave? He wanted his knife back though. He shifted, his shadow form moving along the ground to mix with Yugi’s natural one and reached dark tendrils to grab it back. H e could have done this so much more quickly and yet he found himself wanting to take his time as he tried to understand this one. More observations made for better and more complete pictures of a creature or human or whatever he was looking to completely understand. 

[atriumbra]

Heba gave a hum as the person stepped in his line of view and spun the knife around in his hand, observing the other closely. He looked similar to himself but more so like his old partner then anything, wherever that traitor ran off to. He hadn’t needed him for the past 8 years he most certainly didn’t need him now. “Throwing knifes is a good way to make enemies.” He replied, catching the blade by the hilt and tossing it back at the stranger. The knife slid right past Atem’s cheek and embedded in the wood next to his head, giving the male a feeling of satisfaction when he saw the red streak of blood slowly oozing from the cut he had created. He wasn’t exactly aiming for anything as knives weren’t something he was all that good at doing, but he still had fairly good aim with them when he was tossing them.

  Stepping up over to the other Heba placed his hands on his hips and stopped a few feet away from the other, looking up to him. “Do you make it a habit of throwing sharp objects at people you just met?” Heba did but that was besides the point, he liked toying with others and this person seemed like the perfect one to start that with. He seemed like… a good person one of those hero’s that liked to toss themselves in front of others who he was trying to kill. Heba hated people like that, they always made the situation much more messy then it had to be, just like he currently looked. Running his hands through his hair Heba rubbed off some of the smut that was tangled in the locks and tried to re-spike his hair to get it up enough that he at the very least looked like his normal self and not some pile of dirt.

  “Stupid ending world and dirt getting covered on me…”

Atem felt the need to leave once more, not for any other reason than to just get out and be somewhere different than his home. Unfortunately for him, he wouldn’t be able to afford to travel anywhere outside the country, since Atem was still unemployed, so no source of income. He needed a job, and a place for himself as well, maybe a permanent one so he wouldn’t have to rely on Yuugi to help him and be a possible burden. That was what led Atem to wander around the city of Domino for the day to search for any types of openings for apartments or jobs in the area. Surprisingly, it wasn’t all that busy like on a normal weekday, and he stopped walking to listen for anything. Other than cars driving down the road, and a few people making their way on the sidewalk, it was rather quiet.

Everyone is most likely busy with their own work.. That’s when he felt it: a strong, dark, and foreign aura suddenly appearing nearby the park where he had stopped. Knowing from past experiences, that wasn’t a good combination to come across, and it needed to be dealt with. A hand paling from the cold that was his shadow magic, Atem with dark and narrowed eyes had quickly formed a small weapon that was a knife and threw it in the direction the aura was coming from. Hearing the other’s voice however, made him slightly curious, looking to what he now saw to be a boy. With a messy and dirtied appearance, he looked like he had been through a nuclear bombing.

"…I have plenty", Atem replies after a moment of silence, observing the boy as he saw his expression change.

[atriumbra]

The world was ending. The sky had turned a shadow frightening gray, cracked in several sections and was starting to crumble down, taking out anyone who was to stupid to think to get out of the way. If you walked far enough you would find the sidewalk did end and starting to degenerate like parts a video game that was trying to kill the character. There was already more than half of the world gone; the scientist had timed the end of the world to be in exactly twenty minutes or less. From the clock that was ticking away large red times in front of a small male, ninety minutes and seventeen seconds left before the world ended. The teen, who went by the name of Heba Yugi Moto, was frantically flipping through a large black book in an attempt to find some sort of thing that would get him out of Anti-Domino before it was destroyed. He glanced up to the clock and sweated a bit when he realized that time was ticking away like water and now he only had a few minutes to finish his spell. Getting to work he lit a few candles and dropped the plants into the cauldron before pulling the book of shadows over to him and reading the spell. “Hear these words, hear the rhyme. Heed the hope within my mind. Send me to where I'll find, what I wish in place and Time!” The cauldron sparked before turning in a dark black fire and shooting some sort of light across the room. Against the wall a black swirling vortex appeared and just at the same time an explosion was heard outside his house. Heba grabbed the book and held it against his chest, peeking out the window through the wood boards to see that the erosion was starting to come for his house. Eyes widening he rushed over to the vortex and leapt for it, spinning around it as he started to fall into a dark pit. He tried to stay awake, tried to pay attention to where he was going but the darkness soon enveloped him and Heba passed out.

  When he finally came around Heba blinked his eyes open to the blinding bright light, a confused look crossing over his space as he stared up at the strange blight blue… was that the sky!? He had… never seen such a bright blue color, or such a lack of clouds. His hands brushed against the ground beneath him and Heba sat up, pulling the book into his lap he looked around at all the bright colors that seemed to envelop the land around him. The plants of this world looked strange… and the grass… it was full of life and soft. It was strange to say the least he was trying to understand it and where he might have ended up when a stray sharp object flew past his head and embedded in the ground next to him. Heba frowned, glancing over to it and plucking it from the poor flower it had murdered. “A knife, why would someone throw a knife at me in this world?” It seemed different from his own but then again—don’t judge a book by its cover. Moving to his feet Heba glanced around, the frown slipping back into the emotionless expression he was taught to keep. “Hey! I think someone lost their knife! Why don’t you come out and get it!?” And die.

#Blog reset #also if no one noticed Egyptswildrose was deleted #mistreatedspiritprince #ic #starter