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Okay I can be more active now that Atreyis is up and ready to go. 

Now watch me drown in angry prince vibes for the next thousand years.

#Under Still Waters; Puppeteer #Also trying to revive the 'written preview promo'.

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Atreyis kneels beneath the executioner’s axe, neck stretched against a block of wood still wet with the blood of his comrades and subordinates. Their severed heads lie in a basket merely a foot adjacent. Perfectly within his peripheral. Meanwhile, the bodies burn on a bonfire beside the chopping block. The blazing flames prove almost unbearable, yet Atreyis shows no visual discomfort.

The cheering of the citizens, rather bloodthirsty nobility, are naught but static to the defeated rebel prince. They have always called for his death. Only the fear that the world will remain the same, despite the rebellion, shakes him to the core. It seeps so deep into his bones, into his veins and nerves, the magic at his core ignites instinctively. Yet it is only when the axe’s edge barely cuts into the nape of his neck that he finds himself completely displaced. Jerked from the world as though he merely walked into another room. The prince’s fingertips ache in the wake of casting, burning blue in vein-like patterns before fading to merely inflamed striations under the skin.

His breath breaks sharply, the tension of impending death releasing its grip suddenly. If only to be replaced by disorientation. The air felt heavy, different in every manner. Although it did not strain his senses overmuch. If anything, he is acutely aware of his strange surroundings. Completely at a loss on how to proceed. No longer can he smell the smoky-sweet aroma of emberblossoms, nor the intoxicating and robust Seelaise rose. No sculpting willows with their ever-changing intricate bark or ancient etched ruins from kingdoms long conquered entice his gaze. Not even the subtle warble of coral phoenixes overhead. Just where did he go?

#Under Still Waters; Promos;; #I finally got around to finishing up his story but now I need to flesh out his personality a bit. #Though angry rebel with a murder streak is sufficient.

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Are you babey?

“Well..if you insist, then I am ‘baby’.”

#Under Still Waters; The Devout #WELL THEN. ALEXANDER IS BABEY....

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#Under Still Waters; The Devout #Images; Soft features;;

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Alexander is still confirmed sweet boy. Even when aiming weapons at your face.

#Under Still Waters; The Devout #Images; Soft features;;

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Soft Touch Meme Part One.

Send ‘✋’ to touch my muses hand.

Send ‘✋’ + for my muse to touch your muses hand.

Send ‘💋’ for your muse to place a kiss on my muses cheek.

Send ‘💋’ + for my muse to place a kiss on your muses cheek.

Send ‘🤗’ to hug my muse.

Send ‘🤗’ + for my muse to hug your muse.

#Under Still Waters; Roadside Interactions;;;

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Send me “alt!” for me the mun to introduce you to a character I’ve roleplayed in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else entirely.

#Under Still Waters; Roadside Interactions;;;

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It’s honesty hour 👀 anon or not I have to answer.

#Under Still Waters; Roadside Interactions;;;

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If Alexander’s s/o were to be an avid reader, he would make vested efforts to obtain books that match their tastes and discreetly place them on the store shelves for them to find.

#Under Still Waters; The Devout

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dreaminglvst‌:

As like every night, Cain wakes into a dream that isn’t his own. This one is new, one he hasn’t visited before. He runs his hands though the thick air of the land of dreams, enjoying the weight of it.

He was in no rush, languidly starting to wander. He didn’t always seek out the dreamer, he didn’t always make a mess of their mind, but he was always interested in meeting someone on his first visit. 

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The vast plane slowly shifts into rolling fog and shadow. Seeming to pulse in unison with a distant, unsettling thrum. Closer inspection reveals the ground to be a mass of thorny, writhing tendrils. The limbs occasionally separate from the others, lashing out at nothing before retracting.

At the dreamscape’s core Alexander sits with his knees to his chest, his hands over his ears and eyes clenched shut in fear. He remains oblivious to the visitor’s presence, clearly ensnared in a nightmare.

#dreaminglvst #Well this took forever and a half to accomplish. #My apologies. XD #Main; Stygian Veins (DMC)

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Quick reminder that Alexander is very squishy. Even when in this state. Probably squishier.

Finally finished Alexander’s new DT design. This will be the finalized version.

The squishy bits are the bubble-like layers. The white armoring is extremely hard but, malleable to a degree. Definitely not squishy though.

#Images;; Artist's Hand;;

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By the way, I’m probably going to be haunting my art blog. It’s a bit barren at the moment, so I’m trying to be a bit more active there.

Here.

#Under Still Waters; Puppeteer

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So this is part of a project I’m working on that’s been taking me away from here, and everything else honestly.  Also work. Lots of work.

The Unjyote, a race I’m working on.

#Images;; Artist's Hand;; #The world-building is a fucking nightmare.

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“It’s been some time, hasn’t it? Are you keeping well?”

#ic!banter #open

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“Being brave isn’t glorifying. Being brave is messy. Being brave is walking forward when you thought you couldn’t even stand. Being brave is doing the right thing no matter the consequences. Being brave is being selfless.”

— Did you know that doing the right thing can feel like doing the wrong thing? ( c.d. )

#Under Still Waters; The Devout

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anyone else feel that rpc has very controlling people? a lot of the ‘YOU CANT WRITE THIS FICTIONAL THING I DONT LIKE’ discourse seems to come from people who are incapable of allowing their friends, mutuals, or rp partners do something they don’t agree with. it’s really toxic to weigh the fear of social outcasting or public callouts over people in order to control them. essentially scaring them into submission…

#Under Still Waters; Puppeteer #This is often what drives me away from the rpc for weeks at a time. #It is very exhausting to log onto here only to find someone else having a high speed come apart because someone made them 'uncomfy' #USE THE BLOCK FUNCTION. I'm 10000000% certain that still works.