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|| what is this that  I  C A N ’ T   S E E              with  ICE COLD HANDS  taking hold of me? || 

     BARRELS FOR A THRONE, hooded jacket for crown and mantle,  ‘ great sword ’  in hand a nameless stolen knight’s blade --- how far he’s fallen, the last son of Lordaeron. There was no herald to announce his arrival to this bloody scene, not even those voiceless murmuring preludes of winter, and wind, and the deepening of shadows in reverence to their Dark Lord. Only now, when he is already come, do the first fingers of hoarfrost crawl away to make of this place his newest little territory.

     It could all be so very enraging, if he let it. When he lets it. 

     However. There is appeasement to be found, in this particular mockery of his lost court.

     For, as far as the king has fallen, the warlord has fallen further. 

     “ Gecko Moria. We’ve never met, but I’ve followed your career for some time. ”

     All that I am, he’d once proclaimed over top the heads of his thousand faithful subjects, and he is but the scraps of the god who’d once made that proclamation ( for now ) but he is yet the last son of Lordaeron --- he has been royalty always, he is not nothing without Helm and blade, merely reduced --- he yet possesses those components which rendered him worthy of divinity in the first place. 

     And so he sits upon his wooden throne with the regality that had once Icecrown, holds this butcher’s implement as though it is his blade in truth, and smiles that old crooked grin which has changed not at all through across all his lives, graves, thrones. 

     “ Allow me to introduce myself.         I am Arthas Menethil. ”

SEND ‘SALT’ FOR A SALTY RANT FROM MY MUSE ABOUT ANOTHER MUSE!

“Buggy. I’m going to ask you a question. Very important,” he takes a deep breath before going forward with his question, “What the fuck?” 

“Okay so just... no shade. I love you like a brother and you mean more to me than most people in the world. You’re right behind that guy I met in the bar last week,” okay so Shanks doesn’t do serious very often. Got that. “But you know you have the decision making skills of a toddler after six shots of tequila, right? Like you decided to stick around the East Blue. The weakest of the blues. And what, you were surprised you got your ass handed to you by a feckin’ child? And then you picked another fight and brought along your new girlfriend who has questionable motives - like, as questionable as your fashion (just sayin’), and got your ass handed to you again. If you had just joined my pirate crew instead of yelling about how soft I am maybe you wouldn’t be an unemployed ex-Shichibukai. We could have sailed as a happy family but no, you had to yell at me and be a bully and run off. Also, not my fault about your Devil Fruit. If you weren’t doing something suspect you wouldn’t have eaten it - like whose first thought is it to shove something in their mouth when surprised? I have a sword in my hand usually, if someone surprised me I’m not gonna stuff it in my mouth. That’s dumb.”

   Oh this was a super sweet message to find ! I personally am a huge Saw fan and I try to get resources together for fandoms that don’t get a lot of interactions / focus - and in turn, less resources to choose from which, in turn, makes it harder to draw in more people so on and so forth.  I have icons at 200x100 for all of the movies as well if that’s helpful to you at all which you can find HERE.   There’s a few people around that I know of with Saw muses and or verses / are just fans in general so if you’re looking for writers lmk I’ll see if I can get a small list of who I remember up for you as well.  (Also, I do have Amanda & John here, though my activity is sporadic at the best of times and I will be moving my rp content to another multi at the beginning of the year.) . 

straightening the visor of his hat, his eyes tactfully shadowed, kaku offers a small bundle of fluffy green flower to the swordsman. "i... i found them sitting alone in a flower shop, and could not, in good conscience, leave them. they're chrysanthemums. they reminded me of your hair." (HI i had this thought in my brain and needed to put it Out In The Open)

                      a gift bundled in floral, a pleasant aroma immediately surfacing with the appearance of clustering softer hues of green in the hands of the other, glancing up to meet his eyes ( an instinctive habit to gain a better sense of understanding ) but finds cast shadows instead, hidden behind that damn hat of his ...        it was enough to quirk a smile at though, tugging upwards at the corner of his mouth, something he’s unable to help.     flowers were never his thing and the rarity of it being presented as a present rather than a bottle of sake hidden behind a box and a red bow surprised him ( he even wondered briefly if the petals had another effect to it ... maybe something he had to hand to their archaeologist instead ? ) there’s that clarification though, to specifically the hair on his head and oftentimes, the reference was normally followed by an insult, something rude, something about moss heads, anything in relations to grass but     ...  

zoro takes the flower from kaku’s hands, squinting his eye as if to take a closer inspection and even positioning it at different angles ( he’s never bothered handling flowers before, not gifted ones at least -- normally, they’d be tossed to the ground by now -- no disrespect , but it never caught his attention they need to be handled gently. )       ‘ only because it’s green, right ? ’ as much as that sentence came out with attached dismay from the repetition of consistent reminders to the ( strange ) color of his hair , a small smile was stuck upon his lips, not lifted even for a second. there’s a hint of a tease with his words, somewhat digging for further specifications, but lightly brushing his thumb over the surface of the many petals made it sensible ( felt like short hair ... but softer. he can catch the resemblance somehow. )