“Creeping Up Appearances” – 2/??
“The way she smiled was almost terrifying, simply because she looked so gentle and cheerful despite her prior actions.
She glanced to Jinta, brushing a blonde curl out of her face.“I do think that he heard me loud and clear this time.” she cooed, glancing at the paralyzed body. “Shall we go, love?”
She would never admit it, but she was eager to leave the situation, and her heart was racing as it always did when she confronted a man. Grabbing Jinta’s wrist, she tugged him down the street, not even looking back at him until they were a long ways away from the scene. Smile still in place, she finally stopped, letting go of his wrist.”
“He turned to face the seemingly unfazed blonde and opened his mouth to reply, only to be tugged by her down the street, as far away from the whole situation as possible.When they stopped and she let go of his wrist, he rubbed it for a moment before turning back to her again.
“What the fuck was that, Adelia-san?” his exasperated cursing juxtaposed with his usual mannerisms felt stilted, but he didn’t care. Who the hell was this person anyway? The way she could go from dainty and polite to cold and merciless in a second reminded him of old folk tales back home. It was bizarre to him, to say the least.”
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“More Than Alive” – 1/??
“Jinta furrowed his brow at the thought of that. Not many people would giggle at that thought, but he continued to watch her expressions as she talked nevertheless (especially since this wasn’t exactly rush hour either). Her elegant, yet melancholy tone shifting into a thoughtful, what he could only assume was vaguely amused was strange. At the very least executed differently than everyone else’s.”
“That familiar temptation crept up; oh, how she wished she could make him regret saying such an asinine thing. She would love to wipe that smug grin off his face, and give him exact reason why he couldn’t be more in the wrong if he tried. But she withheld herself. She fought away the mental image she knew she’d be pleased to fulfill; they were in a kitchen- a place with adequate equipment and– no. No. That wasn’t her way any longer.”
//So, uh, I got this idea of doing a little doodle for each Adelinta thread because I’m literal garbage. Going in chronological order, ‘More Than Alive’ is first on the chopping block.//
| Jun 6, 2015 — 3 notes — Tags |
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Jack’s RP Sideblogs
I need to keep this stuff in a list or something so this is mostly for my reference. Some of these aren’t yet active, but all should have inboxes open if you ever want to ask questions and whatnot. ;o
Adelia: adelia-lavender-beaumanoir
Bastien: bastien-ferris-oshay
Cassius: casimiro-fausto-gallegos
Jack: jack-christopher-hanson
Jasten: jasten-fifer
Libra: vigilante-libra
Aries: flighty-aries
Scorpio: passionate-scorpio
Rosencrantz: responsible-rosencrantz
a/Valon: a-valon-artino
Elysia: witch-hunter-elysia
Malachi: call-me-cipher
Carmine: carmine-redwood
Cyan: cyan-phthalo
Wisteria: wistless-wisteria
Anuenue: anuenue-leilani
Astrid: astrid-astrology
Terra: many-earths-and-a-moon
Mars: the-good-the-bad-and-the-mars
Lethia/Wheatley: hallows-holidays
The Eclipse Troupe: troupe-of-the-eclipse
Jack’s RP Sideblogs
I need to keep this stuff in a list or something so this is mostly for my reference. Some of these aren’t yet active, but all should have inboxes open if you ever want to ask questions and whatnot. ;o
Adelia: adelia-lavender-beaumanoir
Bastien: bastien-ferris-oshay
Cassius: casimiro-fausto-gallegos
Jack: jack-christopher-hanson
Jasten: jasten-fifer
Libra: vigilante-libra
Aries: flighty-aries
Scorpio: passionate-scorpio
Rosencrantz: responsible-rosencrantz
a/Valon: a-valon-artino
Elysia: witch-hunter-elysia
Malachi: call-me-cipher
Carmine: carmine-redwood
Cyan: cyan-phthalo
Wisteria: wistless-wisteria
Anuenue: anuenue-leilani
Terra: many-earths-and-a-moon
Lethia/Wheatley: hallows-holidays
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Jack’s (LAST?) Confessional
The camera focused on a young man sitting upright in a hospital bed. He was a scrawny fellow, but he had a presence of strength to him; not a strength of physical measures, mind you, but of heart. He had thick bandages wrapped around his right shoulder, and although they were tinted red with blood, the man showed no pain in his chocolate brown eyes.
“It’s funny,” he whispered very softly, “But I couldn’t be happier right now.”
He gave a faint chuckle eyes tearing up as the hospital blankets moved with the rise and fall of his chest. “I fought as hard as I could, but in the end, I wasn’t the one who was meant to win.”
The man spoke with a certain calmness, eyes half-closed. He had stitches on his left cheek, and was bandaged up in many places besides his shoulder, the most obvious of his wounds.
“He truly deserved to win. Much more than myself, really.” the young man said, closing his eyes fully now as he spoke. “He played an honest game the whole way through; no cheating, no lying, no backstabbing. And best of all, everyone I wanted to help was given what they need. What more could I want?” he opened his eyes slightly, and tears of joy streamed down his face.
“It looks like we’ll be living in the city as soon as we all heal up. It’s going to be interesting, though I won’t be living on my own.” the young man said with a laugh, and he grinned from ear to ear.
“I asked Monica if she would move into an apartment with me, and lo and behold, she said yes. I may only be seventeen, but here I am, about to move in with my girlfriend after I heal from these silly battle wounds.” he said, then laughed even harder. “I never thought I’d say something like that.” he admitted. “Is this what growing up is like?” he mused, looking to the side.
The young man wiped his tears weakly, still quite frail from the injuries he sustained, before glancing back at the camera.
“My name is Jack Christopher Hanson. I am the runner-up of Total Drama. I came into this competition looking for a way out of my debt, but I found something else.” Jack beamed with joy, full of life despite whatever state his body was in. "I found something good in this world; something great, something brilliant, something radiant. And it’s worth fighting for.“
I just found this for the first time in a year and I FORGOT ABOUT THE EMOTIONS OH MY LORDY LORDY.
So I’m doing Mike RP as my polyamorous OC and Mike said this to him:
“Loving people isn’t terrible. If you’re able to find even one person to love who loves you back that’s a wonderful thing. If you can find multiple people to love, that's even more wonderful. I don’t see why it would be hard to accept you– to accept all of you.”
I’m actually crying. Audibly. In real life. This moment was too beautiful.
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