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@soviet-osha
Greetings! We are Soviet! We use he/they pronouns and are here to be a more effective guide of communism in OSHA. At the moment, other communist parties in OSHA are not affiliated with us, though we hope that will change in the future
Content Warning: Assault, Manipulation, Murder, Gore.
Block the tag #soviet if any of these bother you.
//ooc: I finally got a drawing done so that y’all know what soviet looks like!
Also, he is slipping, so here is what he looks like now.
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Osha Character's Red Flags
Here I'll go first
💫Likes Blood💫
💫Literally Rotting💫
💫Nightmares💫
💫Anger Issues💫
💫Too Possessive💫
💫Defaults To Murder💫
💫 Doesn't Seem To Care About Dying💫
💫Is literally on fire a lot of the time💫
💫Has killed countless people for money alone💫
💫Is an expert at hiding the body💫
💫Has no problem murdering innocents💫
💫Thinks Eating people's souls is an appropriate solution to them bothering someone💫
💫Literally everything about this character is a red flag💫
A voice can be heard from the corner of the room.
You know, I am not very happy about the stunt you and your friends pulled. I have yet to get proper compensation for the damage you have done. - @soviet-osha
Get in line, pal. Plus, you are obviously too much of a coward to show your face, so why should I care whether you are happy or not?
Soviet laughs.
I thought you were supposed to be smart pal. Oh well.
In a moment the two are standing in Soviet's realm again. He stands over Rex with his signature, sadistic smirk.
[with violent intent]
-helltubejackie-osha
Oh wow, I am soooo wounded.
Jane walks into its room in Ex Animo to find Mike sitting on its bed.
"Hey Jane, can we talk for a sec? It's about Soviet, but it's a good thing for once."
@osha-cafeteria-worker
Wait, for real?
Jane sits up immediately. They grin at him.
Do tell.
"Two things, actually. Maybe three. But I'll start at the top, Commie has a plan to get rid of him for good. A plan that we can help with."
You sure it’d be a good idea to get me around Soviet?
It rubs the back of its neck.
I don’t wanna be turned against you.
Mike produces a rusted pair of sewing shears from his pocket. Despite their humble appearance, they radiate power.
"That's the second thing. I burned a few bridges on Olympus and managed to get hold of these. These babies can cut any thread, including the one between you and Soviet."
He looks a little uncomfortable.
"Which brings me to thing three. Once I cut that thread, Soviet's gonna show up, and it'll be my job to keep him occupied while they nab the thing from his domain. I wanted to make sure you understood the plan before I roped you in. What do you think?"
Sure. I trust you. Will it hurt? ‘Cuz getting the damn mark hurt like a bitch.
Jane winces at the memory.
Mike takes its hands.
"Probably not, but you might wanna hold my hand just in case. Now, get ready."
With his other hand, Mike takes the shears and readies himself to sever the thread between Jane and Soviet.
"On Three. One, two, three."
@soviet-osha
As the thread breaks, Jane can feel a warm sensation flood over the the mark. Within seconds it is gone. However from the corner of the room, an angry, red fog starts to flood in. It is nearly to thick to see. Then it dissipates to reveal a rather pissed off looking Soviet. His demonic features are more prevalent than before.
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!
What does it look like? I’ve cut my ties to you, so you have no real control over me.
Jane grins.
"Hi Soviet!"
Mike waves genially, grinning from ear to ear.
"I told you I'd get one over on you eventually! Now, come here, I wanna bash your head in."
Soviet glares before suddenly cracking a smile.
This is a rather unfortunate set of events, but no matter. I can fix this mess you made easily. Now, I want to see you try to stop me.
You can fix it? Really? Sounds like a load of bullshit to me, hm, Mike?
"Yeah, it does."
Suddenly the room turns fuzzy, and Soviet's senses blur and swim. That same keening, painful buzz that he felt when he came to taunt Mike is back, stronger than ever. He is forced to recall the feeling of Mike's hand, gripping his throat like iron.
He can still hear something, though. Mike's voice.
"Let us wither together, comrade."
Suddenly, Mike can see a thin, golden thread snap from around Soviet’s neck. Then, he is gone, off to find the one who dared to break his artifact.
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Jane walks into its room in Ex Animo to find Mike sitting on its bed.
"Hey Jane, can we talk for a sec? It's about Soviet, but it's a good thing for once."
@osha-cafeteria-worker
Wait, for real?
Jane sits up immediately. They grin at him.
Do tell.
"Two things, actually. Maybe three. But I'll start at the top, Commie has a plan to get rid of him for good. A plan that we can help with."
You sure it’d be a good idea to get me around Soviet?
It rubs the back of its neck.
I don’t wanna be turned against you.
Mike produces a rusted pair of sewing shears from his pocket. Despite their humble appearance, they radiate power.
"That's the second thing. I burned a few bridges on Olympus and managed to get hold of these. These babies can cut any thread, including the one between you and Soviet."
He looks a little uncomfortable.
"Which brings me to thing three. Once I cut that thread, Soviet's gonna show up, and it'll be my job to keep him occupied while they nab the thing from his domain. I wanted to make sure you understood the plan before I roped you in. What do you think?"
Sure. I trust you. Will it hurt? ‘Cuz getting the damn mark hurt like a bitch.
Jane winces at the memory.
Mike takes its hands.
"Probably not, but you might wanna hold my hand just in case. Now, get ready."
With his other hand, Mike takes the shears and readies himself to sever the thread between Jane and Soviet.
"On Three. One, two, three."
@soviet-osha
As the thread breaks, Jane can feel a warm sensation flood over the the mark. Within seconds it is gone. However from the corner of the room, an angry, red fog starts to flood in. It is nearly to thick to see. Then it dissipates to reveal a rather pissed off looking Soviet. His demonic features are more prevalent than before.
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!
What does it look like? I’ve cut my ties to you, so you have no real control over me.
Jane grins.
"Hi Soviet!"
Mike waves genially, grinning from ear to ear.
"I told you I'd get one over on you eventually! Now, come here, I wanna bash your head in."
Soviet glares before suddenly cracking a smile.
This is a rather unfortunate set of events, but no matter. I can fix this mess you made easily. Now, I want to see you try to stop me.
Jane walks into its room in Ex Animo to find Mike sitting on its bed.
"Hey Jane, can we talk for a sec? It's about Soviet, but it's a good thing for once."
@osha-cafeteria-worker
Wait, for real?
Jane sits up immediately. They grin at him.
Do tell.
"Two things, actually. Maybe three. But I'll start at the top, Commie has a plan to get rid of him for good. A plan that we can help with."
You sure it’d be a good idea to get me around Soviet?
It rubs the back of its neck.
I don’t wanna be turned against you.
Mike produces a rusted pair of sewing shears from his pocket. Despite their humble appearance, they radiate power.
"That's the second thing. I burned a few bridges on Olympus and managed to get hold of these. These babies can cut any thread, including the one between you and Soviet."
He looks a little uncomfortable.
"Which brings me to thing three. Once I cut that thread, Soviet's gonna show up, and it'll be my job to keep him occupied while they nab the thing from his domain. I wanted to make sure you understood the plan before I roped you in. What do you think?"
Sure. I trust you. Will it hurt? ‘Cuz getting the damn mark hurt like a bitch.
Jane winces at the memory.
Mike takes its hands.
"Probably not, but you might wanna hold my hand just in case. Now, get ready."
With his other hand, Mike takes the shears and readies himself to sever the thread between Jane and Soviet.
"On Three. One, two, three."
@soviet-osha
As the thread breaks, Jane can feel a warm sensation flood over the the mark. Within seconds it is gone. However from the corner of the room, an angry, red fog starts to flood in. It is nearly to thick to see. Then it dissipates to reveal a rather pissed off looking Soviet. His demonic features are more prevalent than before.
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!
Hey Y'all! As you may know, a large chunk of the OSHAverse has been dealing with shadowbans. I have tried to reach out and get more information about why this may be from staff but to no avail. Due to the fact that seems to be mainly effecting our community to my knowledge, I have a hypothesis that something we are doing is getting us flagged.
I don't want to work purely on speculation, so please fill out this form, even if you have not had a blog that has been shadowbanned. I will collect the information and use it to find any common denominators.
https://forms.gle/f9SETcDbwSLgoVPv8
Uʜ..ʜᴇʟʟᴏ? I sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ..
- @oshagram
Hello there, what is a pretty little thing like you doing here alone~
Oʜ ʜᴇʟʟᴏ! Nᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sᴜʀᴇ, I ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Well, what is your name, little finch~
Oʜ I ᴀᴍ ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ! Wʜᴀᴛs ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
Sʜᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇs ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ.
People call me Soviet, it a pleasure meeting such a cute little finch as yourself, Aldepha~
Iᴛ’s ᴀ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ! Sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴏsᴛ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ?
I work on confidential projects.
Oʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴄᴏᴏʟ! I ʀᴜɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴋᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʀɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪɴᴇʀ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴇʟʟ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ... Bᴜᴛ ᴜʜ ɪᴛ’s ғɪɴᴇ
Soviet sensed something in this cute fae. Something that could destroy everything he was working towards. Part of him wanted to destroy it right now, but he could use this. He could be unstoppable.
Interesting, could you tell me a bit more about you? Such a kind soul like you must have wonderful friends.
Oʜ ᴜᴍ! I ᴅᴏ! I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ,, ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ(?) ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴊᴀᴄᴋ! Aɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs, I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ! Pᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs!
That would be splendid! I would love to have such a wonderful friend like yourself!
Sʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴍs ᴀᴛ sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ, ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ ɪs ᴜɴᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ.
ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ! I’ᴍ ɢʟᴀᴅ! Aɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ! Yᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴜᴘᴇʀ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ, ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. Bᴜᴛ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ!
How about we make a deal to always be there for each other? That is what friends are for, right?
Soviet puts his hand out to shake.
Oʜ sᴜʀᴇ!
Aᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ sʜᴀᴋᴇs ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢʀɪɴ
Adelpha can feel an energy bind them together as a red string binds her soul to Soviet and the deal. Soviet smiles.
Thank you, little finch. I hope that we can be good friends.
Yᴇᴀʜ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ ʙᴜᴛ Aʜ ᴜᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴀᴛ
What do you mean? Nothing happened.
[throws mulch at soviet]
Rude.
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Uʜ..ʜᴇʟʟᴏ? I sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ..
- @oshagram
Hello there, what is a pretty little thing like you doing here alone~
Oʜ ʜᴇʟʟᴏ! Nᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sᴜʀᴇ, I ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Well, what is your name, little finch~
Oʜ I ᴀᴍ ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ! Wʜᴀᴛs ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
Sʜᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇs ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ.
People call me Soviet, it a pleasure meeting such a cute little finch as yourself, Aldepha~
Iᴛ’s ᴀ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ! Sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴏsᴛ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ?
I work on confidential projects.
Oʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴄᴏᴏʟ! I ʀᴜɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴋᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʀɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪɴᴇʀ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴇʟʟ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ... Bᴜᴛ ᴜʜ ɪᴛ’s ғɪɴᴇ
Soviet sensed something in this cute fae. Something that could destroy everything he was working towards. Part of him wanted to destroy it right now, but he could use this. He could be unstoppable.
Interesting, could you tell me a bit more about you? Such a kind soul like you must have wonderful friends.
Oʜ ᴜᴍ! I ᴅᴏ! I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ,, ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ(?) ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴊᴀᴄᴋ! Aɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs, I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ! Pᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs!
That would be splendid! I would love to have such a wonderful friend like yourself!
Sʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴍs ᴀᴛ sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ, ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ ɪs ᴜɴᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ.
ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ! I’ᴍ ɢʟᴀᴅ! Aɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ! Yᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴜᴘᴇʀ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ, ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. Bᴜᴛ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ!
How about we make a deal to always be there for each other? That is what friends are for, right?
Soviet puts his hand out to shake.
Oʜ sᴜʀᴇ!
Aᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ sʜᴀᴋᴇs ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢʀɪɴ
Adelpha can feel an energy bind them together as a red string binds her soul to Soviet and the deal. Soviet smiles.
Thank you, little finch. I hope that we can be good friends.
A water-balloon hits Soviet on the back of the head, splitting open on impact and leaving a rather thick Gold-coloured liquid caked into his hair.
@chaos-harbinger
The fuck?
Another water-balloon comes flying towards him, aimed slightly to the left, this one filled with a similar Teal-coloured liquid.
Soviet sighs, and suddenly he is gone.
A water-balloon hits Soviet on the back of the head, splitting open on impact and leaving a rather thick Gold-coloured liquid caked into his hair.
@chaos-harbinger
The fuck?
Uʜ..ʜᴇʟʟᴏ? I sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ..
- @oshagram
Hello there, what is a pretty little thing like you doing here alone~
Oʜ ʜᴇʟʟᴏ! Nᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sᴜʀᴇ, I ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
Well, what is your name, little finch~
Oʜ I ᴀᴍ ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ! Wʜᴀᴛs ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
Sʜᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇs ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ.
People call me Soviet, it a pleasure meeting such a cute little finch as yourself, Aldepha~
Iᴛ’s ᴀ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ! Sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴏsᴛ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ?
I work on confidential projects.
Oʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴄᴏᴏʟ! I ʀᴜɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴋᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʀɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪɴᴇʀ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴇʟʟ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ... Bᴜᴛ ᴜʜ ɪᴛ’s ғɪɴᴇ
Soviet sensed something in this cute fae. Something that could destroy everything he was working towards. Part of him wanted to destroy it right now, but he could use this. He could be unstoppable.
Interesting, could you tell me a bit more about you? Such a kind soul like you must have wonderful friends.
Oʜ ᴜᴍ! I ᴅᴏ! I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ,, ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ(?) ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴊᴀᴄᴋ! Aɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs, I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ! Pᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs!
That would be splendid! I would love to have such a wonderful friend like yourself!
Sʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴍs ᴀᴛ sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ, ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴀᴅᴇʟᴘʜᴀ ɪs ᴜɴᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ.
ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ! I’ᴍ ɢʟᴀᴅ! Aɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ! Yᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴜᴘᴇʀ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ, ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. Bᴜᴛ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs sᴏᴠɪᴇᴛ!
How about we make a deal to always be there for each other? That is what friends are for, right?
Soviet puts his hand out to shake.
Hello, Soviet.
Monarch isn’t wearing her usual jacket, and her wings have torn through the back of her shirt.
@monarchy-osha
Hello, Monarch! It’s pleasant to see you again.
She grabs him by the throat and throws him against the wall, or more accurately, through the wall like it’s nothing.
Merlyn is mine.
Soviet is more minorly inconvenienced by being thrown through a wall than hurt.
I see you don't remember what happens to those who get in my way. If Merlyn is truly yours then keep her away from me.
The two are suddenly standing in Soviet's realm.
I earned my power and I am not afraid to use it to take down an old friend. I will let this slide once. Now, I assume this is about the deal? That was a non-aggression pact. Merlyn is still yours.
Did you forget that when you threatened to kill her!?she screams, her voice so loud that if Soviet had been human he would be dead.
Like you are one to talk. You didn't even tell me that she was yours. If I knew, I would have asked you to fix my issue.
Your issue? What issue could be so important- she snarls, before suddenly visibly relaxing.
Perhaps I could offer some help, but I feel like a prisoner here.
Fair enough.
The two are returned to the room they were in previously.
Merlyn was working on finding way to kill me and take my Dove out of my reach. I needed something to stop that and it was either a deal or kill her off. Now that I know you have taken an interest in her well being, I am glad I chose the former.
She nods and takes a moment to give it some thought.
You held a knife to her throat.
The two of them are suddenly not in Soviet’s realm but in Monarch’s, a grandiose throne room of royal purples and golds and blues. There’s cracks here and there in the marble floors and shattered remains of statues tucked away behind things.
You were going to kill her with a knife!? You would destroy her family name with such an insult of a death! She slams her fist into his face with a nasty crunch.
Soviet's expression falls into a glare.
I was originally had leverage but she got away, so I used what I had available. Don't act like thousands of lineages have not ended to worse insults.
Now, do you want to address your hypocrisy in this situation or should that wait.
She snarls and draws her sword, lunging at him as the air whistles around the blade.
Soviet fires a shot into her foot.
That was a warning.
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Hello, Soviet.
Monarch isn’t wearing her usual jacket, and her wings have torn through the back of her shirt.
@monarchy-osha
Hello, Monarch! It’s pleasant to see you again.
She grabs him by the throat and throws him against the wall, or more accurately, through the wall like it’s nothing.
Merlyn is mine.
Soviet is more minorly inconvenienced by being thrown through a wall than hurt.
I see you don't remember what happens to those who get in my way. If Merlyn is truly yours then keep her away from me.
The two are suddenly standing in Soviet's realm.
I earned my power and I am not afraid to use it to take down an old friend. I will let this slide once. Now, I assume this is about the deal? That was a non-aggression pact. Merlyn is still yours.
Did you forget that when you threatened to kill her!?she screams, her voice so loud that if Soviet had been human he would be dead.
Like you are one to talk. You didn't even tell me that she was yours. If I knew, I would have asked you to fix my issue.
Your issue? What issue could be so important- she snarls, before suddenly visibly relaxing.
Perhaps I could offer some help, but I feel like a prisoner here.
Fair enough.
The two are returned to the room they were in previously.
Merlyn was working on finding way to kill me and take my Dove out of my reach. I needed something to stop that and it was either a deal or kill her off. Now that I know you have taken an interest in her well being, I am glad I chose the former.
She nods and takes a moment to give it some thought.
You held a knife to her throat.
The two of them are suddenly not in Soviet’s realm but in Monarch’s, a grandiose throne room of royal purples and golds and blues. There’s cracks here and there in the marble floors and shattered remains of statues tucked away behind things.
You were going to kill her with a knife!? You would destroy her family name with such an insult of a death! She slams her fist into his face with a nasty crunch.
Soviet's expression falls into a glare.
I was originally had leverage but she got away, so I used what I had available. Don't act like thousands of lineages have not ended to worse insults.
Now, do you want to address your hypocrisy in this situation or should that wait.
Hello, Soviet.
Monarch isn’t wearing her usual jacket, and her wings have torn through the back of her shirt.
@monarchy-osha
Hello, Monarch! It’s pleasant to see you again.
She grabs him by the throat and throws him against the wall, or more accurately, through the wall like it’s nothing.
Merlyn is mine.
Soviet is more minorly inconvenienced by being thrown through a wall than hurt.
I see you don't remember what happens to those who get in my way. If Merlyn is truly yours then keep her away from me.
The two are suddenly standing in Soviet's realm.
I earned my power and I am not afraid to use it to take down an old friend. I will let this slide once. Now, I assume this is about the deal? That was a non-aggression pact. Merlyn is still yours.
Did you forget that when you threatened to kill her!?she screams, her voice so loud that if Soviet had been human he would be dead.
Like you are one to talk. You didn't even tell me that she was yours. If I knew, I would have asked you to fix my issue.
Your issue? What issue could be so important- she snarls, before suddenly visibly relaxing.
Perhaps I could offer some help, but I feel like a prisoner here.
Fair enough.
The two are returned to the room they were in previously.
Merlyn was working on finding way to kill me and take my Dove out of my reach. I needed something to stop that and it was either a deal or kill her off. Now that I know you have taken an interest in her well being, I am glad I chose the former.
