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Gonna be switching between this blog and my cringy minecraft oc @ask-wretched, so activity is gonna be all over the fuckin place
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"Lock the area down!"
"Hurry, move move move!"
"C'mon, quickly!"
A troop of celestials descend upon the mortal realm; reports of a beast-like creature appearing and slaying mortals before their time of death were coming in rapidly. This troop of celestials working under the Angel of Death managed to section off the area this monster was located in; the mortals have been evacuated and given the appearance that a film was being made and that no one could enter without the right authority.
The Captain of the troop, a nine and a half foot tall celestial with military coat on over black fatigues, approaches his soldiers. In spiritual body, he could not be perceived by anyone that did not have some connection to the arcane or the supernatural.
"Report."
"Sir, we've evacuated the mortals and given proper cover as to not arouse suspicion. The target is within the perimeter, but our scouts have all come back within an inch of their lives, or completely dead."
"...Pull the rest of the troops back. I will investigate."
With dual greatswords on his back, the behemoth of a celestial begins to approach towards the area the monster in question had been isolated in. He begins his approach with heightened caution, keeping honed senses at high alert as to make sure he was not suddenly taken by surprise.
The earth groaned in agony.
Searing hot gashes scored through ground where homes once stood. Vehicles lay overturned or completely crushed, aflame, and vacant. Scorched dead littered the residential streets, mouths hung agape in horror at the final sight their eyes laid upon before being burned from their skulls. A city bustling only hours before now ravaged by this unidentified horror.
And yet, all was silent.
Somewhere amidst the debris and burning rubble stalked a beast cloaked in chitin. She knew she'd been detected by something divine, for her nostrils stung with his holy stench. Were she not so drunk on the delicious despair bleeding from these mortals she'd tortured, perhaps her senses would erect her towards deference.
There was no evading this now, and her pride would not permit cowardice. A jet-black form engulfed in Hell's flame began to rise from the ashes, piercing gaze alight with drunken fury.
"Searching for me, almighty one?" Her words rung foul and sharp with mockery: a dagger tipped in venom.
"Do what you must, for my belly is full, and your mortals heavy with my brood." What remained of these residents, anyway.
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" ... " - there wasn't too much she could say, or in general... she couldn't talk. She simply stared at the giant creature and thought to herself: "Well, guess I'll die here!"
As scared as she was, she still saluted by at least bending her knees slightly and bowing, a little, while shaking.
"Tut tut, little lamb."
Through jagged teeth embers peppered down onto the ground before her as she spoke. No matter how gently uttered were those words something malicious stalked behind them. A predator among the reeds.
"So polite you are, even if your attempt is feeble at best. Do tell me, dear: how did you find yourself here?"
If you breed women constantly... Are you well.. Endowed down there?
"Hmph. Curious little thing you are.
I can be, should I so please."

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if you can’t see the symbol send kiss.
Reblog if it's ok to jump into your asks or send a message to plot an rp
Do she like girls
“What a ridiculous question. To taste a woman is to drink from the fountains of Eden, dear; I find myself craving them constantly.”
Activity will be even more scarce the next couple days. Going out of town with family, and I will be leaving my devices at home.
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Eyes alight a brilliant orange, casting an ominous glow upon her chitinous features. Every strange word he spoke only further stoked the fire growing in her belly. He couldn’t be human, then, if he was burdened with immortality- all the more delightful for her cause.
Embers flittering through her teeth, she replied; “How fascinating.”
She couldn’t care less about formerly introducing herself, however something was needed in order to break the ice between them, at least. Thoughts of being friendly left a taste of bile in her mouth, but she’d not much of a choice if she wanted things to proceed accordingly.
“I hail from a planet lightyears away from Earth, so my time here has been short in comparison.” And yet, she’s existed here for thousands of years- long before the dawn of mankind. “I have no name, for I simply am. You may call me whatever you choose, Lobo.” A title, sure, but genuine names weren’t customary for her people. She’d too many children, slaves, and minions to keep count of. They all referred to her as Empress. “Never mind me- I am far more interested in you, my acquaintance. Do inform me of your occupation… What is it you do that stains your hands with so much blood?”
Those piercing red eyes never broke from hers, always watching and staying vigilant. Only blinking for the briefest of precious seconds. Situations like these usually ended in either fucking or fighting, sometimes both, often at the same time. Not that he couldn’t get his rocks off in this scenario, god knows he’s slept with worse, but he sensed something else was afoot.
“Planet lightyears away eh? Well same. In case ya ain’t noticed, I ain’t exactly an Earth-geek!” He’d squint as she’d dance around her name, taking a few puffs. Either she had one and didn’t wanna give it, or she was one of them higher-power types. “Sounds likea buncha hippy-dippy crap to be but whatev’s, long as ya ain’t one of them broads who thinks th’ orbit of Saturn affects their mood er’ somethin’.” He’d blow a smoke-ring at her. “I’ll just call ya…Francine. Ya look like a Francine.”
Lobo would just shrug. “Well, I’m kinda the best bounty hunter n’ the whole fraggin’ galaxy. Multiple galaxies actually! Scourge of the Cosmos, The Last Czarnian, The Main Man! Sometimes I work as a hitman, but usally I collect bounties. Big ones. I’m talkin’ hardcore universal criminals!” Okay NOW he was boasting.
So, her presumptions about him not being human held true. Curiosity buzzed a mighty swarm within her belly, although she wished to avoid putting him off with a resulting flurry of questions for the time being. Rarely did thoughts of companionship cross her mind, but the company of someone like him would be most favorable... Even if his personality was not terribly pleasant. Never has the vulgarity of a rugged man bothered her, though.
Those words milked a deep, sultry chuckle.
“Mmh, I find your manner of speech most charming.” Almost as charming as a busted chainsaw. “I expected nothing less. You radiate a curious energy that these earthlings lack.”
To his ringlet of smoke, she released one of her own, decorated with glittering embers and flecks of dark matter. “A fine choice, Lobo.” Francine? What an adorable title to attach to a thing such as herself: the hatred, the world eater, the formidable Francine.
An intergalactic bounty hunter? What a ludicrous occupation, however she could certainly see the appeal. Surely, he was rewarded fortunes for the foe of an alien scorned. Hell, even she had a few names pop into mind that left a sour taste on her tongue, however she’d always found them of too little concern to waste her own time on. Annoyances and nothing more; but it gave her an idea.
One clawed hand suddenly splayed across her bare breasts, the Empress sucked in a small gasp. “My, my, that is most impressive! Now, you’ve got me quite interested. Do you accept targets from anyone willing to pay enough, or are you a bit more selective with such jobs?”

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Make a assumption about my muse and see how they react! Anything goes!
Stupid little doodle I did with @lobotcmy‘s man. Empress finds him…interesting.
(This is nothing serious btw- the two have barely interacted. Just something I did for shitsngiggles)
havent made one of these in *checks watch* 8 months
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She is in the mood to absolutely ruin someone.
( Guard ) Supposing the Broodmother's in disguise and doesn't decide to just rip the sorry goons pestering her apart. Or she finds a warrior who's a little in over his head. Your choice! @the-fallen-hospitaller
Angsty scenario prompts.
Well now, what do we have here?
Quite the squabble she managed to find herself upon. For a few moments the Empress simply observed this spectacle from afar, intrigued yet not enough so to interfere. At first it was assumed that the severely outnumbered man amidst that web of weapons and flying fists would quickly succumb to the opposing force. Bandits, she figured, judgment based on their obscured features and disheveled appearance. To her surprise, however, he prevailed in spite of these ridiculous odds; yes, this was most intriguing.
Such strength was deeply admired by her highness- enough so to coax her forth from the shadows cloaking her ominous presence. It seemed, now, that he was beginning to tire from the exertion of fending off multiple assailants alone.
Not to worry. It would be swiftly taken care of.
"Enough."
The ground quaked beneath the resounding boom of her distorted voice, shattering his attackers' focus and drawing their attention to her instead. How odd a sight it likely was--this beast dawning nothing but a measly loincloth and jewelry suddenly encroaching upon them, yet she remained confident.
"You will stand down, you will leave this man alone, and you will walk away. Have I made myself clear?"
Befuddlement was likely the sole reason they remained still long enough for her to wedge herself between them and their victim. Searing flames licked at the roof of her maw as she angled her head, embers pouring through jagged teeth.
"Now, run along."

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Another wip!
short, angsty scenario prompts list for your angsty needs tws for drowning, injuries, illness
( yell ) : our muses get into a loud, heated argument
( splash ) : one muse rescues the other from drowning
( console ) : one muse finds the other sobbing uncontrollably
( cold ) : one muse finds the other frozen half to death outside
( hungry ) : one muse finds the other malnourished and hungry
( lost ) : one muse has broken / lost something important to the other
( injured ) : one muse finds the other wounded and tries to help them
( trauma ) : one muse finds the other just after a traumatizing experience
( illness ) : one muse is severely ill and the other finds them in a rough state
( guard ) : one muse protects the other from someone who wants to hurt them
( tired ) : one muse finds the other so exhausted they’re having trouble standing
( ground ) : one muse finds the other having a panic attack and helps ground them
( loss ) : one muse has just suffered a tragedy and comes to the other muse for comfort