I'll bring the flashing lights

eldritchseer:

intrinsicallylinkedlife:

The sand cat (Felis margarita), is a small cat that lives in African and Asian deserts. (The name “desert cat” is reserved for Felis silvestris lybica, the African wildcat.) The sand cat lives in arid areas that are too hot and dry even for the African Wildcat: the Sahara, the Arabian Desert, and the deserts of Iran and Pakistan.

The sand cat comes out after dusk to hunt rodents, lizards, birds, and insects, although their diet may consist mostly of rodents.

BABY SAND CAT I AM ALMOST CRYING

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[WOW UM THIS ACCOUNT IS KINDA HIATUSISH UNTILL I GET OVER MY AMAZING FEAR OF INTERACTING WITH PEOPLE ON A FAN-CHARACTER. I MEAN, I’M CHEERY AS FUCK AREN’T I, BUT WHENEVER I MAKE A POST I CURL UP AND GO ‘FUCKTHEYHATEMEFUCKTHEYHATEME’, SO I’MMA LAY OFF THIS ACCOUNT A LIL BIT UNTILL I HAVE MORE FAITH IN MY RPING SHIT. ]

generaltempest:

I’ll bring the flashing lights: generaltempest: I’ll bring the flashing lights:…

generaltempest:

I’ll bring the flashing lights: ==>Chill!

generaltempest:

steamgenerators:

You are Nirali Airste, and today you have gone out of your way to be a derp. Grtting too caught up in one of your kawaii steampunks, you decide that exploring places you haven’t been too…

 You steal a look at his symbol before you anwser. A High Blood, disgusting…

I am Kytkin UmbrL, and U, HIBlood?

Never has High Blood been said with more spite.

(WOW FUCK I’M SORRY)

(I AM A HORRIBLE PERSON)

(I FORGOT)

(CAN YOU FORGIVE ME??)

I am Nirali Airste~~~~~!!

You notice she has all of the spite, and your cheerful manner drops slightly. You frown, she isn’t bloodist towards highbloods is she?

I’m s-o-o-orry if I -o-o-ffended y-o-o-u~~~??? I don’t belive in that highbl-o-o—o-o-ds are supperi-o-o-ur n-o-o-nsense!

You wave your hand in an extravagant manner, hoping to avoid some strife. You could fight if you needed to, you just did not approve of fighting over stupid as fuck reasons.

River Secrets? More Like Dumbass Mistakes Made By Shades of Bluebloods.

askragingrivers:

steamgenerators:

“Oh it’s gonna be allright!”

You gasp, tears roll down your cheeks. But she’s alive. You scoop her up, unthinkingly of her injuries. She’s okay.

“I will take care of you, okay? You’re alive…”

You shudder, getting up.

((HELLO WRITER’S BLOCK NICE TO MEET YOU))

 You can’t help but to cry out loudly when she picks you up, your cheek burning in blinding pain as you scream.

“AAugh!” You end in a kind of sob, wanting to flinch inward upon yourself, but only ending up in more pain. It is like an endless cycle of pain.

You can’t reply, you can’t think, it’s just so painful…
You cling to her, blue tears rolling down your face and stinging when their salty wetness lands in your cheek gash.

((. A . *hugs tight*))

"Shit~~!!" You lower her down immediately.

No no no, you’re so stupid, Nir!

"I’m sorry I am sorry I am sorry shhhhhhh it is gonna be okay" you whisper, and take off your jacket. You take out your umbrellakind and slice at your shirt fabric, ripping it up into strips. You’re basically wearing a tank top now, cut under the chest.

You reach over and soak a strip of fabric in the river, and gently, gently wipe her face.

"Don’t speak, save your strenght, I’ll get who did this to you…." you murmur softly, tending to her wound.

You remember the tint of green staining your unbrellakind in your dream. The crazed look of the greenblood, and the painful gash on your abdomen. It felt so true, and so like this situation it gave you the chils.

"Vada my dear it shall be okay…I promise. Upon my oath, I promise!" you murmur, wiping away her tears. "Baby girl, I’m so sorry…I’m such a shitty rail I should have been here…" tears slide down your cheeks  as you look at your broken rail.

River Secrets? More Like Dumbass Mistakes Made By Shades of Bluebloods.

askragingrivers:

steamgenerators:

==>Nirali: Seek out Rail

Your name is Nirali Airste, and you miss your rail. So much, that you decide to pay her a visit!

You trod off in the general direction of her hive, following the river’s curvy path. She’s going to be sooooo excited! At least you hope. You’re wearing your goofy smiles again, just for her!

The same goofy smile that fell as soon as you saw an oh so familliar shade of blue.

“Vada~~~?”
You remember falling asleep out of your coon once, out of being tired. You remember dreaming of a thing like this. Everything was confusing, but you remembered some things with bright, painfull accuracy. You were wearing a steampunk mask, and Vada was on the floor. Bleeding. DEAD.

“VADA!!!!!!!!”

You rush over to her.

“VADA! Speak to me!”

((whoops have to go fuck sorry sorry sorry))

 Oh Gog, she’s here…she…
What?

You let out a whine, but your face feels stiff. Almost like it doesn’t want to move…
The blood must’ve dried in a way as to seal it shut somewhat. You wouldn’t risk talking anyways.

But then you try, just barely moving your lips in a careful manner- “NirAli…”

You raise an arm and grab onto her clothes; it’s painful, but you don’t want her to panic or think that you’re dead.
“Nir…”

You hurt so much, but the look on her face is the most painful thing.

((; n ; It’s alright…bye until later~))

"Oh it’s gonna be allright!"

You gasp, tears roll down your cheeks. But she’s alive. You scoop her up, unthinkingly of her injuries. She’s okay.

"I will take care of you, okay? You’re alive…"

You shudder, getting up.

((HELLO WRITER’S BLOCK NICE TO MEET YOU))

River Secrets? More Like Dumbass Mistakes Made By Shades of Bluebloods.

askragingrivers:

==> Vad: Be in pain.

You continue doing what you’ve been doing for Gog knows how long.

You’ve been laying here since she left- that middleblood with the umbrellakind.
You can’t recall names right now, you just hurt.
You don’t want to move because your whole body hurts.
Your macekind has just layed a few feet away from you, undisturbed, because you don’t really have the will to move at the moment.

You can’t call for help, because you may very well rip your left cheek open.

You’re stuck there, bruised, ribs cracked, scarred….and a disappointment to your caste, your lusus, and your morail.
Your caste is supposed to be stronger and much more skilled…
You lusus taught you better than to allow yourself to instigate a fight, especially with someone who wants it.
Your ‘Rail…she hates the caste system…she doesn’t like unecessary violence…she knows how to let things lie…you could’ve left that girl at any time. You could’ve talked a big front and then just never fought.
You disappointed her…she’ll be so mad at you…

Now you feel even worse.

==>Nirali: Seek out Rail

Your name is Nirali Airste, and you miss your rail. So much, that you decide to pay her a visit!

You trod off in the general direction of her hive, following the river’s curvy path. She’s going to be sooooo excited! At least you hope. You’re wearing your goofy smiles again, just for her!

The same goofy smile that fell as soon as you saw an oh so familliar shade of blue.

"Vada~~~?"
You remember falling asleep out of your coon once, out of being tired. You remember dreaming of a thing like this. Everything was confusing, but you remembered some things with bright, painfull accuracy. You were wearing a steampunk mask, and Vada was on the floor. Bleeding. DEAD.

"VADA!!!!!!!!"

You rush over to her.

"VADA! Speak to me!"

((whoops have to go fuck sorry sorry sorry))

FUCK I HAVE TO GROCERY SHOP SEE YOU IN A FEW HORS FUCCCKKKKKKKK
[yes okay i’m gonna dust the cobwebs off my fantroll nao, so accounthop yes.]

theangriestemperor:

if you want to talk to me, the url is steamgenerators.

(I AM HERE)

treacheriesarchitect replied to your post: ((Vad’s Current Condition-)) [ A warrior’s wounds :D ]

askragingrivers:

((. u .;;; Aaaand she might end up with the left side of her face cut open…

Wow, Nirali is gonna be…beyond pissed at both of them…))

(EXCUSE ME

WHO DO I NEED TO KILL)

[and with that i abscond to do math <3