This blog has been archived, friends.

I’ve spent a long time struggling with doing this, mostly out of sentimentality. But I’ve come to the decision that I want to do this and I made a new blog (out of an old blog) specifically for future posting. Lenny has entered a new stage in her life and abilities, which will bring about more horror writing that I wish to do with her. When I’m on here all I see is what she was up until that change, and it’s difficult to focus on moving forward with her. I love everything I’ve done on here and I hope to love what I do with her on the new blog.

You can find her new spot here (it’s likely still under construction, oops).

I will be reblogging useful bits over there from this one and editing what’s necessary too or outdated. All current replies I owe or starters will come from that blog. I will be going through all my drafts, all my everything to make sure everything I go forward with fits accordingly. So sorry ahead of time if a few things get spammed now and then over the next few days.

Of course I’ll be following everyone I interact with there. v///v I love you weenies too much.

“I know,” he murmured gently, making no attempt to contradict or argue.  “I know you don’t enjoy my company, Lenny.  Soon, I promise.  You’re not well.”

He lingered on his knees in front of her, elbows resting on the threadbare couch.  His hands, once they left her, remained still and palm-down at a respectful distance.  Even had their interaction been driven by hunger, he needed no conduit to sponge up the hatred that dripped off her.  It filled the room, swirled over the worn carpet to rise up over the knees he rested upon, threatened to choke any creature that did not thrive in its pool.

“I believe you had an … episode.”   His words came out soft, but without a trace of the pity he knew would revolt her even more than his presence already did.  “At least allow me to help you back onto your feet.  Figuratively, figuratively, of course!” he added, sitting back onto his heels and increasing the space between them with a chuckle, palms raised in surrender.  “Could I bring you a glass of water?”

Her gaze remained firmly fixated upon the being that pretended to be human; watching as he spoke the obvious, as though it would grant him her favor that he knew as much. It didn’t. Reciting this bullshit only infuriated her further, pupils dilating as she solely focused upon the entity that had ceased touching her but lingered still far too close. It’s easy to see her small bosom expanding more than usual, breaths deeper - nearly seething as she  S T A R E D.

“Fuck. Me. You never SHUT UP!” Lenny’s fingers curled into the back of the couch as she pulled herself upright, ignoring the pain that radiated throughout her body. Her jaw tensed, teeth grating against once another as she fell back onto an elbow and let out a low hiss of air. She knew very well what happened to her, this episode, yet another incident that pushed her mortal form to the brink. It has happened many times before and it would not stop after this one. The void knew this and she has dealt with it long before his blond curls came along.

i’m gonna fucking die lmfao

The blonde immediately loses her shape a single moment after impact. It takes a second to recall what just came into contact with her, followed by yet another second to reform her body into a solid mass and stand before the Archangel. There’s a shitty look on her face that cannot properly convey her displeasure at being surprised so suddenly, with physical interaction to boot.

FAVORITE COLOR: grey FAVORITE SEASON: fall & spring FAVORITE PLACE: anywhere very green and quiet FAVORITE HOLIDAY: halloween FAVORITE VIDEO GAME:  fable ii and tes: oblivion LAST SHOW YOU WATCHED:  dragon ball super

WHAT’S YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT YOUR MUSE?  she needs to be destroyed

WOULD YOU DATE YOUR MUSE?  no thx

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE KINDS OF THREADS? i don’t do enough actiony horror things - saaaaaaame

ARE YOU A SELECTIVE ROLEPLAYER?  nope

DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE MUSE (IF YOU HAVE MORE THAN ONE)?  got many. depends on mood.

WHAT MADE YOU DECIDE TO JOIN THE FANDOM?  i wanted to write and so i wrote

DO YOU SEE YOURSELF STAYING WITH THE FANDOM FOR A LONG TIME?  the fandom of oc’s - yes. everything else comes and goes at its own pace and i’m cool with it.

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BASICS. name: Rambloo nickname: Rambloo, Rambles, etc where do you live: ‘Merica favorite color(s):  Grey hair length: Chin-Mid neck hair color: Brown eye color:  Changes siblings: Older sibling. current profession: Retail.

area of work/study: Customer Service.

are you under 18:  Hell no. do you live at home:  Nope. music genre:  Varies depending on story I’m working on. movie genre: HORROR THIS OR THAT : bold your answer. are you:  single or taken? are you:  short or tall? are you:  shy, loud, friendly, quiet, or avoidable? are you: atheist, wiccan, christian, satanic, catholic, jewish, muslim, mormon, jehovah’s witness, agnostic or not sure what you believe? ????? does your future profession have anything to do with:  medicine, law, children, animals, or entertainment? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ do your fears include: commitment, heights, death, needles, the dark, or thunder? Worse things to be scared about. do you:  laugh or stutter when you’re nervous? do you:  chew on pens, bite your nails, or shake your leg? do you:  want piercings or tattoos? do you: want to get married eventually, never want to get married, or not know if you want to get married? do you:  want children eventually, never want children, or not know if you want children? Never getting pregs. Adoption but unsure. have you ever:  kissed someone who’s name begins with an e, t, I, j, m, or d? have you ever: smoked a cigarette, smoked a cigar, or done drugs? would you rather: live in the country or the city? PERSONAL. ever dyed your hair: Yes. are you in love: Get out of my face.

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Pathfinder (Dungeons and Dragons): All the goblins, tbh

Spider Man franchise: Carnage/Cletus Kasady

Monster: Johan Liebert

Inuyasha: Naraku

Fable II: Sparrow

Death Parade: Decim

Dragon Ball: Piccolo

Transformers franchise: Megatron

Dragon Age: Morrigan

She dared to experiment and where it landed her she could not immediately say. Weightless in a sea of murky colors, unable to decipher what was up from down; there was only space and emptiness where she had found herself. Lenny decided for herself which way to face, what became the ground and with it shaped her own position within this void.

Fingers plucked at nonexistent strings as she twisted her shape, finding precisely what she sought for. It’s with an unstable flickering of her form that she suddenly found herself within his vicinity. There’s an unholy gleam to her gaze, one that’s rare and shows nothing but the sort of beast she is - as well as all that she has achieved during her absence.

“Marik.” Lenny glided over to him; her body becoming less and less solid as she changed shape - something more similar to an apparition than a person until she reached a more conversational distance. “I suspect that I have discovered your fabled Shadow Realm.”