#elderblooded

// ship names have been getting increasingly more…idk, creative?? everyone trying to be like ouat and overwatch with their cool names like ‘rocket angel’ and 'mercykill’ and stuff :'P

Liam’s grip on the knife was tight as he held it into the woman’s stomach. His breathing was ragged and eyes manic as he held the other’s gaze with a sort of cruelty. He had a strong grip on her neck to keep her from going anywhere. 

“This is your fault…not mine, yours! You attacked first,” He snarled, eyes blaring gold and he wondered how long it would be until they turned the icy blue. 

The knife had sunk itself into his lower back the second he went down and it was all he could do to not scream aloud. His hands clenched into fists and he tried to push himself up but the pain was too much – the blade was lodged right into his spinal cord and he wondered if the damage could repair itself or not, depending how long she’d keep the knife there.

“Let…..go!” He roared.

Character Development Questions: Hard Mode

15. As of now most of her time and mind goes on her work and earing coins. Partially to get her mind of things, surviving and, well, it’s her life. It was what she was trained for.

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ATTRACTIVENESS:

repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words

PERSONALITY:

grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:

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The night was calm and Gwyn sat in the inn, taking her last mug of ale for the night. As she was slowly sipping on the ale she emptied the pouch of coins in her hand and started counting them. While counting them raised voices caught her attention. Five men across the room speaking with each other, though ‘speaking’ would had been an understatement. Their mugs were filled, spilling the ale onto the wooden floor as their booming laughter drowned the voices of the other patrons. Trouble was brewing and it was time for her to leave.

She put the coins back into her pouch but as she looked back up her eyes were met by one of the mens glare. Though ignoring his stare, raising from her seat, she felt his eyes fixed on her and their voices had suddenly quiet down. She walked towards the door and the stables, for a nights rest. Keeping her head low she opened the door to walk out of it. However, she was stopped in her tracks when as when she took her first step she walked straight into someone in the middle the doorway.