cassidycollective

[cassidycollective]

The eldritch being certainly agrees with the points made about boss, and the types of impressions she makes. At the inquiry about his poetry he sinks slightly into his hoodie. He’s grown used to the taunting and berating that comes with emotional art forms in this house. 

“I...dabble...” The compliment strikes him, almost making him forget how to respond a moment, before carefully thanking him. A breath escapes him that he hadn’t known he’d been holding as the other seemed... fine, if not flattered by his accidental, but honest compliment. “Well, it’s simply the truth. I feel you should know, a pity more people don’t tell you.” 

He speaks with a faux confidence, unable to face the other without exposing the flush on his cheeks and the nerves present on his face with his bold statement. Was he crossing a line? He certainly hoped not... he was really enjoying the company.

cassidycollective​:

Overlord couldn’t say he minded the drawn out handshake… Any pleasant interaction was more than welcome. A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips at the others vaguely complimentary statement. 

“I’m glad you think so. I… try, I suppose. It can be an… unwelcoming climate for gentleness around here. Promise you won’t get any yelling from me.” He shrugs slightly and smiles a bit more, hoping his tone portrayed the playfulness it was meant to. “I… tend to yes. It’s much more calm around here if you tend to be unseen and uninvolved in their…well, most things.”

A hand fidgets with a bend corner of his well worn notebook as he begins to lead the other again at a leisurely pace. “No bother really, I was trying to work through a block on this poem. Perhaps wandering will help clear my mind.” A slight laugh escapes him as the other struggles to recall Monarch’s name. 

“Yes, I’d say so. Someone of your stature and as handsome would definitely fit into her target category.” As realization of his word choice strikes, he coughs slightly, and apologizes if he’d made him uncomfortable at all with a statement like that; certainly not daring to face him with his newly reddened face.

“I’d guess so..house full’a mostly villains probably isn’t a really friendly place.” Especially not villains like Boss, he’s pretty sure there’s not a single friendly bone in her body. “Yeah..I mean, uh..not that I’d really know. I’ve only mostly seen Boss, since she doesn’t ever really seem to have anyone else with her when we do business..” He just remembers that Monarch’s slipped into the office a few times without either of them realizing until she was already there.

“Poem? You write poetry?” He begins to follow again, careful with his steps, since he’s pretty sure Boss would come down to Hell to personally kill him if he messed up the floors or something. “That’s pretty neat. I’m sure the stuff you write is really good..”

His brows raise, and his ears perk up at the statement. He’s so distracted by that, for a moment he forgets to keep walking. “…You think I’m handsome?” Even with all the fur, it’s clear to hell he’s blushing from the compliment, idly fidgeting with his claws as he goes back to slowly following after him. “Well..I don’t really get that kind of compliment all that often..so..thanks..”

#ic || 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 #Overlord || 𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎... #mochimuses

[cassidycollective]

Overlord couldn’t say he minded the drawn out handshake... Any pleasant interaction was more than welcome. A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips at the others vaguely complimentary statement. 

“I’m glad you think so. I... try, I suppose. It can be an... unwelcoming climate for gentleness around here. Promise you won’t get any yelling from me.” He shrugs slightly and smiles a bit more, hoping his tone portrayed the playfulness it was meant to. “I... tend to yes. It’s much more calm around here if you tend to be unseen and uninvolved in their...well, most things.”

A hand fidgets with a bend corner of his well worn notebook as he begins to lead the other again at a leisurely pace. “No bother really, I was trying to work through a block on this poem. Perhaps wandering will help clear my mind.” A slight laugh escapes him as the other struggles to recall Monarch’s name. 

“Yes, I’d say so. Someone of your stature and as handsome would definitely fit into her target category.” As realization of his word choice strikes, he coughs slightly, and apologizes if he’d made him uncomfortable at all with a statement like that; certainly not daring to face him with his newly reddened face.

cassidycollective​:

A voice directed at him causes Overlord to freeze in his writing. He’d been quite content in his darkened corner, trying to avoid all attentions in this hellish house. Attention often times lead to picking or hurting… he just wanted a moments rest. Somehow, his plan hadn’t quite worked this time. With a certain level of caution, he looked up to face the source of the sound, only to find the other had been quite honest about his identity. This certainly was not one of the other…

His eyes darted quickly to take in the large life-form before him, a light flush coming to the surface as he observed just how handsome large this stranger was. It took his mind a moment to catch up to the fact he was still being spoken too, and another to process the words. 

“Oh, uh, yeah I can. Yeah, follow me.” Holding his notebook close to his chest, he keeps his head down a bit as he leads the other. He was…a bit embarrassed by his less than graceful first impression, and realizes after a few steps he’d neglected to introduce himself. Suddenly stopping, and turning on his heels, he decides he should remedy that. “Oh, I’m. You can call me Overlord.” He interjects and offers a hand to the other

Satan waits patiently, beginning to slowly follow after him once he started moving– though he stops himself from running right into him when he turns around. “Overlord, huh?” He gently takes his hand, giving it a small shake and offering him a small grin. “Nice to meet’cha. You’re a lot…friendlier than Boss is. I mean..not that it’s a bad thing, I’m just kinda used to gettin’ yelled at and stuff, I guess..”

He releases his hand after a moment, realizing he’d probably just been holding it for far too long. “…You hang out in the shadows often? I almost didn’t see you.” Not that he blames him– if he lived in this place, he’d probably be hiding too. “Sorry if I bothered you, it’s just..really impossible to find anyone else in this place. I was starting to think that nobody was home.” To be fair, there were a lot of floors, and it’s not like he’s checked them all.

“Better I ran into you instead of, uh…” he pauses, and frowns slightly as he tries to think of her name (did she ever even say her name?????) “th..the one with the crown..”

#ic || 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 #Overlord || 𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎... #mochimuses

[cassidycollective]

A voice directed at him causes Overlord to freeze in his writing. He’d been quite content in his darkened corner, trying to avoid all attentions in this hellish house. Attention often times lead to picking or hurting... he just wanted a moments rest. Somehow, his plan hadn’t quite worked this time. With a certain level of caution, he looked up to face the source of the sound, only to find the other had been quite honest about his identity. This certainly was not one of the other...

His eyes darted quickly to take in the large life-form before him, a light flush coming to the surface as he observed just how handsome large this stranger was. It took his mind a moment to catch up to the fact he was still being spoken too, and another to process the words. 

“Oh, uh, yeah I can. Yeah, follow me.” Holding his notebook close to his chest, he keeps his head down a bit as he leads the other. He was...a bit embarrassed by his less than graceful first impression, and realizes after a few steps he’d neglected to introduce himself. Suddenly stopping, and turning on his heels, he decides he should remedy that. “Oh, I’m. You can call me Overlord.” He interjects and offers a hand to the other

@cassidycollective​ \ starter call

“Oh, uh….” This is one of those clones Boss has running around, right? Though he was pretty hidden in the shadows– if he wasn’t able to see in the dark so well, he probably wouldn’t have even noticed he was there.

“Hey.” He keeps a bit of a distance– mostly because he thinks it’s easier considering their height difference, and he doesn’t want to get in his personal space bubble on accident.

“I’m Satan..y’know, that one.” He rubs at the back of his neck, glancing away. “I came up here ‘cause, ah…Boss said she left some business stuff in her office for me, but this place is kinda like a maze. D’you know where the..office..is..?”

#ic || 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 #Overlord || 𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎... #mochimuses

[cassidycollective]

The satyr’s eyes sparkle at the present plant life, carefully taking the handful from the other, before pressing a kiss to their cheek.

“They’re perfect, my dear.” A wide smile is stretched across his lips as he observes the gift. The thought certainly counts, it always did. “Just like you!” 

@cassidycollective​ \ starter call

“Willow.” Commander quietly approaches, hand behind their back and a slight smile on their face. “I have a gift..for you.” They move their hand from behind their back, revealing a clump of grass and weeds. “I don’t know if any of them are flowers, though..” They rub the back of their neck with their free hand. “I hope at least, uh..the thought counts..?”

#ic || 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 #Willow || 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝑜𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

[cassidycollective]

❝Lᴇᴀɢᴜᴇꜱ ᴏғ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴄʟɪᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜɴᴅ Bᴜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ, Nᴏ ʀᴇꜱᴛɪᴛᴜᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ Lᴇꜱᴛ ᴡᴇ ʟᴀʏ ᴜɴᴄᴏɴꜱᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ❞

ABOUT | RULES | OOC

promo made by: @mochimuses

#thsi my mans i love him #promo || 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓈

[cassidycollective]

im....was borned today......

#ooc || 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒!

[cassidycollective]

A small smile pulls at the corner of his lips with the others expression and reasoning. He carefully places his free hand on his shoulder, not entirely sure what he wanted to say yet, but wanting some contact to show he was heard. It’s another moment of mulling, before he speaks. “I appreciate the concern, but don’t worry yourself too much, please. I....care about your well being as well.” It’s his turn to look away, flustered and a little surprised by his own wording, but it was the truth. He often wonders what about his scientist caused him to be so... emotional. There was no use pondering on it, it just would further prove confusing.

cassidycollective‌:

“Yes, yes, it’s still fine Newton, and I feel quite alright. I don’t know why you fret so.” And with that, he carefully pushes himself off the table, holding the side a moment to assure he’d gotten balance with his cane before standing on his own. “I’d tell you if anything was off.”

“I know! I just… care about you.” He scratches at the back of his neck, looking away, slightly flustered. “I guess… I go a little overboard with the check ups, I just don’t know much about robots, and I’m worried if I don’t check you over something could be wrong and we wouldn’t know.” 

#Robot Hermann || 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁...ｒｅａｌ? #charliecrew

[cassidycollective]

“Yes, yes, it’s still fine Newton, and I feel quite alright. I don’t know why you fret so.” And with that, he carefully pushes himself off the table, holding the side a moment to assure he’d gotten balance with his cane before standing on his own. “I’d tell you if anything was off.”

cassidycollective‌:

The bot gets himself on to the table with relative ease, due to his tall stature, but takes a moment longer to try to get some semblance of comfort. Hard surfaces did not do well with the damaged synthetic nerve endings in his leg. He could deal for the duration of the brief check over, he’d grown rather accustomed to these. How much the other worried was…sweet. “Don’t worry, you know I will instruct you through anything, if there is any issue to be found.”

“Thank you, Herms!” He did a quick check over of him, everything seemed to be in order. “Everything looks fine! How do you feel? The cane still adequate? We can always get you a new one if that one isn’t cutting it.” 

#Robot Hermann || 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁...ｒｅａｌ? #charliecrew

[cassidycollective]

The bot gets himself on to the table with relative ease, due to his tall stature, but takes a moment longer to try to get some semblance of comfort. Hard surfaces did not do well with the damaged synthetic nerve endings in his leg. He could deal for the duration of the brief check over, he’d grown rather accustomed to these. How much the other worried was...sweet. “Don’t worry, you know I will instruct you through anything, if there is any issue to be found.”

[starter for @cassidycollective]

“Please, sit up on this table for me, Herms.” Newt pats the table in his home lab. “I want to do a quick check up on you, make sure everything is in tip-top shape! I know I’m not the most qualified for this, because I don’t know a ton about robotics, but I still care for your health!” 

#Robot Hermann || 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁...ｒｅａｌ? #charliecrew

[cassidycollective]

“Capin....... my bes fren is name Capin too!!!” The slime removed a hand from the others to press it to her own cheek. “She’s pwetty like you too!” She absolutely beamed after, proud of her own compliment. 

“Oh... yeah!! I not far from home... I waiting for my fren Capin!! We gonna have play date.....” She blushes slightly at calling their play time a ‘date’. Somebody has a little crush! Quickly though, she refocuses on the other, tilting her head a bit. “Are you lost, lady? I not seen you here before!”

cassidycollective‌:

Not too far off, a slime was playing aimlessly at the end of the rock path, waiting for her usual playmate to arrive. She’d drawn her a new picture and everything! At the voice, however, her ears shot up. That wasn’t quite right…

Jumping to her feet and taking a few steps toward the sound brought into view a very pretty lady! And, well, brought her into view of the stranger as well. Immediately, she felt comfortable around her, despite having just seen her. Carefully, the slime approached the woman and carefully took one of her hands into her much smaller ones. Sparkling, dark eyes looked up at the hero. 

“Hi!!”

Captain blinks a few times at the sight of the little slime, she was..very cute, that was for sure. And, as she suspected..very small.. When her hand is taken, her brows raise, and she moves to crouch down to be more eye-level with the other.

“Oh. Hello.” A pause, a small smile crossing her features. “I’m Captain.” A gesture to herself with her free hand, before she moves to glance past the slime. “Are you..out here all on your own?” It didn’t really seem all that dangerous, so she wasn’t too worried about that. “I have not seen anyone else around the whole time I’ve been walking..”

#Slime Honora ||𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃! #mochimuses

[cassidycollective]

charliecrew-a‌:

[ @cassidycollective | nick & ellis ]

They had just settled into a safe house for the night, that luckily still had running power and water. Some of the places they had stayed weren’t as good at this. Nick was rubbing at his hair with a towel, as he wandered down the hall, stopping in the door frame of one of the bedrooms. “Are you the one that ran the hot water out?” He gives a small smile to show he is joking.

Ellis had been preoccupying himself with an odd little hand puzzle he’d found on a recent supply run, but the others voice was enough to pull his focus. 

“Nah, you can’t blame this one on me, I ain’t even had my turn yet!” His doofy smile following his words displayed well that his countering was also jovial. He may or may not have taken a moment to look the other up and down unconsciously, but quickly snapped himself back to attention to focus on his face, and that really cute mussed hair... Okay, no more thinking allowed!

#Ellis || 𝒷𝒶𝒹𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝓏𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒾𝑒-𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑒! #charliecrew

[cassidycollective]

Wonderful. First he’d woken up in entirely unfamiliar place, in which his phone could make no contact to those he cared about, and now he was being hassled by an obnoxious thug with some sort of god complex. Brilliant. He sighs through his nose at the other, eye-roll absolutely palpable in his tone. 

“I don’t suppose I have much choice in the matter.” Maybe being short with a man with a gun wasn’t the absolute best route, but goddammit he was tired of this whole situation and he was not going to be pleasant.

[Starter for @cassidycollective]

He presses a gun against the other man’s back. “How would you like to help me test my latest death trap? You look the academic type, solve all the riddles correctly, and you get to live, my friend. Simple as that.” He is trying to sell it as if it’s a fantastic vacation of some kind.

#riddlewrath #Hermann || 𝓇𝑜𝒷𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒽𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓈𝓉

[cassidycollective]

“Any size I am is fun-sized! Perks of being a clown.” He gives an exaggerated wink to emphasize his awful joke. “Would you mind getting me a bit more acquainted with where I’ve ended up? Might help lend a hand at getting me back to my Gotham!”

cassidycollective‌:

The- surprisingly- shorter man looks up to her. “Oh! Selina! It seems you’ve had a growth spurt!” The clown jests back, chuckling slightly to himself. “I’m going to assume I’m not quite in the right place…” 

“Well, I have been drinking my milk.” She folds her arms, finding it a little weird to have to look down at the Joker. “I’m going to assume you’re right, because, last time I checked, you weren’t, hm..fun-sized.”

#mochimuses #Joker || 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓏

[cassidycollective]

he’s shot two people

#art god moch blessing me with good content #Black Hat || 𝒷𝓁𝓍𝒸𝓀𝒽𝓍𝓉𝑜𝓇𝑔 #visage || 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓈

[cassidycollective]

“There is nothing I would like less at the moment.” Still... the more he viewed the small cakes, the more he did grow a bit curious of the contents. Could this be some very poorly veiled and attempted attack? (And maybe he would like one, but he’s not just going to say that!) He simply must find out, he deduces, and takes one to prod at a moment.

cassidycollective:

“I’m going to operate under the presumption you are making that up on the spot as a reason to present your disgustingly ‘cutesy’ confections.”

  “I did make some, yes. And anyone can have a few! Would you like to try one?”

#ic || 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 #Black Hat || 𝒷𝓁𝓍𝒸𝓀𝒽𝓍𝓉𝑜𝓇𝑔 #whiitehxt

[cassidycollective]

He doesn’t let the infernal pet names get the better of him, instead rolling his eye briefly before a wicked grin returns. 

“I’m thinking the people of Hatsville are having too peaceful of a day, wouldn’t you agree? Would be a shame if a swarm of flesh eating locusts decided to pay them a visit.” The vision in his mind was enough to brighten his mood for the moment, greatly anticipating the sounds of alarmed agony, and walking away from his willing audience to peer out of the office’s window.

cassidycollective‌:

Oh, great. She had returned. Might as well make the most of it, some fawning never hurt, so long as she keeps a healthy distance from his newly cleaned jacket. 

“I suppose you can watch but that is all. Am I clear?”

Demencia bounces excitedly in place, rapidly nodding her head. “Yeayeayeayeah! Crystal water clear! I got it!!” She leaaaans forwards just a little– but she keeps her distance, mostly.

“What’re ya gonna do, darling~?”

#ic || 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 #Black Hat || 𝒷𝓁𝓍𝒸𝓀𝒽𝓍𝓉𝑜𝓇𝑔 #mochimuses #insect ment tw /

[cassidycollective]

“I’m going to operate under the presumption you are making that up on the spot as a reason to present your disgustingly ‘cutesy’ confections.”

  “Today is cupcakes day!”

#ic || 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 #Black Hat || 𝒷𝓁𝓍𝒸𝓀𝒽𝓍𝓉𝑜𝓇𝑔 #whiitehxt #///hi i hope its ok 2 respond dfvbjfk #///ik its an open but i am chronically nervous man hfjnvk