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"Welcome to the tail end of 2018, Smex!"

“....That long, huh?” The last time he remembers being around was in November of the year 2015. Which would make it quite...poetic, actually, that his return would be almost exactly three years later...give or take a few days.

#lungdrac #[Its good to be back.]

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“Ugh. The amount of time it takes for humans and their damned ‘police’ forces to forget about you and where you were last seen is ridiculous.”

“Now, finally, I can go about my business, and...check in on...certain people.”

#(Guess who's back) #(hide yo' kids hide yo' wife) #(and everything else as well)

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“Are you saying you never play with your food, then? What boring meals you must have.” The slender shakes his head with mock-disappointment, before chuckling quietly. “Worry not, Drathenia. Any trouble made by me, will be no one’s but my own.”

“I have absolutely no qualms deary… as long as you make sure it’s your trouble and not mine,” Drathenia replied with a curt nod of her head. It was then that she hesitated and eyed the other Slender warily. She was aware of his methods and they were ones she did not exactly approve of. So with that in mind, she voiced her concern. 

“And if you would be so kind, keep the eating literal.” 

#deathisinthetrees #//it does seem like tumblrs just trying to piss people off sometimes doesnt it? =n=

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“Are you saying you never play with your food, then? What boring meals you must have.” The slender shakes his head with mock-disappointment, before chuckling quietly. “Worry not, Drathenia. Any trouble made by me, will be no one’s but my own.”

“I have absolutely no qualms deary… as long as you make sure it’s your trouble and not mine,” Drathenia replied with a curt nod of her head. It was then that she hesitated and eyed the other Slender warily. She was aware of his methods and they were ones she did not exactly approve of. So with that in mind, she voiced her concern. 

“And if you would be so kind, keep the eating literal.” 

#deathisinthetrees #//it does seem like tumblrs just trying to piss people off sometimes doesnt it? =n=

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“Well, if all that's needed is for the humans population to be brought down a bit....It’s been a while since I last had a meal of their flesh.”

A pause.

“Course, that's if you don’t mind me stirring up a bit of trouble.”

 To another creature, the toothy smile plastered across his face might have been unsettling in the least. Fortunately, Drathenia was not such a creature. It took far more than a sharp toothed grin to shake her mettle. Instead she took a moment to admire the pearly white gleam.  

“Away. At my usual haunts, in forests, dark alleys and what not,” She waved her clawed hand vaguely before she settled upon her hip. 

“Attempting to keep the ever expanding population under some form of control. Humans breed like rabbits,” she concluded with a weary sigh. 

#deathinthetrees #sometimes I swear tumblr is just one giant muddle of 'Fuck you' aimed at all of us roleplayers =n=

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“Most people don’t call my face a nice sight, but, what can I do, eh? Its good to see you, at any rate. Where ya been hiding yourself, hm?”

He stands straight, no longer leaning against the streetlamp, and strolls over to her, hands stuck into deep pockets, and his ever-present grin stretched across his face. At any other time, he might have offered her a rose or a bouquet, but why continue the rejection of flowers from the year before?

The breeze brings an unusual rain of rose petals with it, and an eerie, faint melody is carried by it as well, drifting from a far-off streetlight, with a trench-coat wearing figure standing beneath it, features hid by a fedora. ".....Drathenia. It has been a long time, and it seems its treated you well."

Drathenia studied the flurry of petals curiously, her head tilted so she could clearly hear the soft tune that followed, then turned her attention to the hatted figure beneath the light of the streetlight. Her vivid lips quirked at a corner; she would recognise that creature anywhere.

Long arms came to fold across her chest when she addressed the Slender who went by the name she considered quite fitting, Offenderman.

“You’re too kind dear, I must admit it is ah… nice to see a familiar face.”

#deathisinthetrees

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“Friday the thirteenth, eh...? Could be fun to scare some humans who are walking around late at night before the day changes...”

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#Happy Friday the Thirteenth Lovelies~

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“As usual, the news are filled with a bunch of bullshit.”

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“Nah. Wasn’t hiding out. Just needed a change of scenery for a while, so I ended up traveling the world, and wouldn’t you know, my home is more interesting than other places were? Easier people to interact with, anyways.”

The only Silver hears is the light tapping of feet behind him, before a bouquet of roses is dumped on his head rather unceremoniously. "One guess who, Silv, and, well....I won't be offended if ya don't remember. Its been over a year 'n a half, after all..."

“Hm, and here I though you may have died, but I see that’s not the case…”

Slight steam puffed out from his vents, that copper companion of his waving at the other. “Oh, h-hey! Guess you’re done h-h-hidin’ out, or whatever tha’ case was?”

#lepismatidae

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“Its been a long fucking time since I was last in this area.”

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Apologies to those following me, but I've lost use of my computer in past months, but it should be available in Early September, so I'll be able to resume Roleplaying then. I have no patience for Mobile Tumblr, and I cant even answer my inbox messages at the moment. Sorry to those still awaiting replies; Let me know if you'd still like to continue current roleplays, or start new ones instead. Thank you to those still following me, and to the new followers I have gained while absent.

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"One of these days, I should make an effort to leave my house..."

#Online #Smexy's not had the will to do much lately.

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-May not be online for a day or two-

#Mod has to do finals :/

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"And I appreciate your telling me honestly. And even if you ad been willing, I'm not too sure I'd like a jealous robot chasing either of us down."

Silver had shown jealousy from just talking about Gears in  normal conversation, if you could call talking about a robot with a tendril fetish normal.

"Oh… w-well thank ya’ for thinkin’ so, ya’ d-don’t look bad yer’self, though I c-can’t exactly reciprocate things. B-but yeah, I ain’t gonna go leadin’ ya’ on or anythin’, I’m j-jus’ Silver’s, now." A shrug of his own, even if the subject was a little bit awkward- though not terribly so.

#coppergears

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*trys to fight but unsuccessful* let me downnnnnnn! Pleaseeeee! *starts to cry a bit*

"Hush little darlin, don't you cry~"

Smexy's tone is light, cold and mocking, tendrils constricting around his chosen prey as he walks, the child still off the ground as he began a twisted version of a lullabye, which a parent might sing to a frightened child.

"We're sure to have fun before you die~"