abyssalentozoon:

AE: how is everyone +onigh+¿ 
AE: i guess now +ha+ +he pleasan+ries are ou+ of +he way, i should men+ion +ha+ i ac+ually have some+hing impor+an+ +o discuss wi+h all of you
AE: you see, i am curren+ly in +he process of being kidnapped by a mou+hbrea+hing highblood
AE: in my own hive no less
AE: i don+ +hink i can keep him dis+rac+ed much longer
AE: aaaand i see +ha+ none of you are responding! bu+ i foolishly con+inue +o hold ou+ hope
AE: im +rying +o work on being op+imistic +hough

distemperedMegalomania [DM] responded to memo

DM: Y… y@u mussst be—

DM: J@king!… Y@u musst be j@king.

DM: Why w@uld a highbl@@d kidnap an@ther tr@ll that’ss…

DM: …That’ss ridicul@ussss.

frostbittenprince:

RA: OH YEs! I FOrgot, it was a moirail! I GEt to excited sometimes and stuff. UM, OH YEs, moirails are important too! 

RA: ANd of course it works however I want it to, its for his own good you know. IF I LEt him alone he’d be culled in a week, he’s really pathetic, but thats why I LIke him. 

RA: HE’Ll get red feelings when he realizes I am trying to protect him and stuff! 

RA: YOu know

RA: LIke those novels about red fates and how

RA: THey don’t have red feelings at first, or its on sided. BUt as soon as they realize that they work, it just sorta clicks! 

RA: ITs very poetic, Kalleu will be the safest lowblood on ALternia! 

DM: I…..@h…. That’ss very.. benev@lent and merciful @f y@u.

DM: I h@pe it w@rksssss @ut the way in which y@u’re ss@ c@nfident it will.

DM: It w@uld be terrible if he were t@ end up n@t recipr@cating y@ur feelingssss…

(Source: distemperedmegalomania)

frostbittenprince:

distemperedmegalomania:

———[distemperedMegalomania is online]————

DM: Uhmn…. @h dear. I fear I may have f@rg@tten ab@ut thiss place jusst a bit.

DM: Thingss have been a little……. Trying.

—- [ragingAvalanche began trolling distemperedMegalomania] —-

RA: WHat a surprise, I THought you would never show back up again! ARe you still in your matespriteship? 

RA: I HAve exciting news actually on that subject, I HAve found my own matesprite now! SUrpirsed? I KNow I was! BEst part of it was he hasn’t figured it out just yet, its sorta cute. EVen if he is a terrible troll. 

DM: M… matesspritessship? I wass never in @ne, Sshinii… I @nly have a m@irail.

DM: @h!.. Really? That’ss… well. It’ss w@nderful newss. Asss l@ng asss thiss @ther tr@ll actually…. hassss red feelingsss f@r y@u in return, Sshinii.

DM: I d@n’t think that ss@rt @f thing really w@rksss unlessss b@th partiess… feel the ssame… But I’m n@t much @f an expert when it c@messs t@ quadrantss….

———[distemperedMegalomania is online]————

DM: Uhmn…. @h dear. I fear I may have f@rg@tten ab@ut thiss place jusst a bit.

DM: Thingss have been a little……. Trying.

frostbittenprince:

He makes a face for a moment then grins back at her. “THen I suppose you are also stuck with me. SO YOu paint with me, then I WIll just visit another time when she’s around.” He had time to kill and decided it was best to travel back at night when it was cooler. This desert was crazy! 

“YOu can beat me up some more if you want.” He laughs a little, feeling a little more comfortable teasing Basilisk. 

Basilisk visibly scowled at his offer. He may irritate her, and not yet have her “seal” of approval, but she had no desire to lash out at him again. Such a fact might be surprising, but his recent words had mellowed her out enough to stave off further outbursts of rage for the time being. As she said, he was safe from her wrath…. Mostly. 

” N@. I will N@T ‘beat’ the ssstuffing @ut @f y@u anym@re than I already have. I am quite thr@ugh with that, thank y@u.”

She grumbled to herself as she stepped over. There was no need to make it sound so dramatic. She hadn’t beat him within an inch of his life. She’d only frightened him and left him with a few claw marks, much to her satisfaction.

The snake knelt down to the palette of paints and picked up one of the brushes, peering up towards Shinii simultaneously. “I d@n’t feel very c@mf@rtable jusssst painting with y@u near. Painting isssss ss@mething I h@ld highly perssss@nal.”

(Source: distemperedmegalomania)

frostbittenprince:

He shifts a little then looks around and smiles. “WHy don’t we paint until she wakes up?” He steps back a bit more, gesturing to the buckets. “WE COuld, together.” He didn’t want to upset Basilisk anymore then he was sure he already had. He puts a hand on some blank wall. 

Smiling now he shows off his sharp teeth. “ONly if you want to though.” 

Basilisk paused and stared, surprised he wanted to stick around, to say the least. Although when he mentioned it was to wait for Nagini to awaken, she understood. “Sssshinii…. I’m afraid…. It d@esssss n@t quite w@rk that way. I can n@t be here @n a whim, n@r can ssshe be g@ne @n a whim. When we have ssswitched, there iss n@ sswitching back until the cycle hassssss reached itss end. @nly then d@ we sswitch back. It iss an aut@matic pr@cesssss.”

She stepped up to the highblood and placed her hand atop his as it rested against the flat surface of the wall. “Sshe iss bussy being me right n@w,” she suddenly grinned. “A tassk that I am certain isss m@sst difficult f@r her.” The snake dropped her hand away from Shinii’s, her eyes coming to rest on the pendant in her other hand even as she stood before him. “Ss@, I’m afraid…. Y@u are ssssstuck with me f@r the time being….”

(Source: distemperedmegalomania)

frostbittenprince:

distemperedmegalomania:

She listened to him in silence with her back turned, his words rather meaningful, but irritating to her all the same. She was not at all pleased with Nagini’s refusal to continue her legacy. As far as Basilisk was concerned, it wasn’t just a legacy, but a destiny. Nagini was supposed to take her place, and with such a position came the responsibility of judging the balance of others. Should their balance be off, it is her job to help them fix it, or KILL them if they treat it like a joke.

“Y@u sssseem t@ be under the missssc@ncepti@n that I am here t@ c@ddle her and pr@tect her. I am n@t even here by ch@ice. Either way, I am N@T here t@ pressserve her unlessss her b@dy befallssss threatening perilss whilsst I am usssssing it. Sshe musst triumph @ver her pr@blemssssss by hersself. H@w elsse will sshe gain sskill and experience?” The woman turned back around, watching Shinii splatter paint over himself like a fool while she quietly thought to herself about the paints themselves. Nagini wasn’t the one who willingly used paints made from troll blood…. A smirk slowly spread across Basilisk’s lips. “I h@pe y@u realize… y@u’re ssmearing y@ursself in the bl@@d @f my f@@lisssh victimss… Jusst think. Thiss c@uld have been y@u. I like t@ take ss@uvenirsss fr@m my killss in @rder t@ add t@ my c@llecti@n @f paintsssss.” Basilisk carefully approached the Highblood, pushing the palette of paints aside with her foot. “Alth@ugh I may like y@u, Sshinii. It d@ess n@t mean I w@n’t at sssss@me p@int unleassh my wrath ssh@uld y@u begin t@ aggravate me. I am here f@r @ne reasss@n, and @ne reasss@n @nly! T@ make ssssure Nagini c@ntinuessss my w@rk asss sshe iss @bligated t@ d@ sssss@! If y@u value what it meanss t@ be am@ngsst the living… Y@u will ssssstay @UT @f my WAY.”

The snake held Shinii in a burning, narrow gaze. For a moment she almost dared him, in her mind, to take a swing at her just so she could demonstrate how easily she could put HIM in HIS place.

He does something worse, he ignores her. Putting the brush down he touches the paints on his arms, inspecting the quality. “MY OWn paints are made from blood too.” He spreads some between his fingers, feeling the texture. He was scared shitless, no doubt, but this was like fighting a hoof beast. A good Hunter does not give into his fear, he wished he has his jacket, it always made him feel safer. But if he wanted to be a friend of Nagini he had to show Basilisk that he wasn’t a quivering grub, that he could stand on his own, also he was sure respect was in their somewhere. 

He was hard to not give into his highblooded nature and just take her head right there, he could, he was sure she knew that too. And even with her ability to defend herself in the end most Subjugators were all but immune to most lowblood powers. Well…the mind ones not the ones that can hurl knives and shit. 

“FIne, so you are not coddling her. BUt its not your body, and her mission is not yours. BUt you are also right, it is none of my business, but as for our future conversations I hope that you will allow me to befriend her. I lIke NAgini, she’s strong and full of life, also my LUsus likes her. I WAnt to paint and hang out with HER.” He finally moves up to get into Basilisks’ face. “PLease understand, I WIll not stop you or your mission, but I HOpe someday you find peace.” He takes her hand and presses his against it for a moment and steps back, leaving behind the symbol of the Signless. Before backing away respectfully with a small bow. “I WIll leave now if you want me too.” 

Lucky him….. She was the knife throwing kind, but no steel would be thrown today. Basilisk wasn’t going to hurt or forbid Shinii from seeing Nagini. She even backed down from her standoffish glare and shied her gaze from him when he leaned in close. The only reason her temper had flared was because of the highblood’s indirect attempt to break through her thick wall of psychotic, anti-social arrogance. She simply wasn’t going to allow it this early in the ‘game’…. She wasn’t going to bestow her trust.

“I w@n’t ssst@p y@u…” she uttered softly, but tensed up in silence when Shinii took her by the hand and spoke those words to her. The snake looked to the silver pendant in her palm, as though stricken by the gesture. And for just a brief moment…. it seemed something deep within that had long been locked away and sheltered from the world, was stirred by the significance of the Signless. It was but a fleeting moment of reconciliation with the girl whom she’d used to be before her downfall. But just as its appearance was all too sudden, so was its departure. Basilisk peered back up at Shinii with a somber expression. “I will let y@u kn@w when sshe isssss due t@ return… Until then…. Keep y@ur disssstance if y@u wisssssh.”

frostbittenprince:

“NO, NOt cause of just that. EVen though I FInd her….she’s amazing.” He smiles a little fondly, even if he’d only known her for a short while. She was stronger then most lowbloods, she was like Sheazn and Crevan. Sturdy and smart, and so amazing that most Highbloods would never be able to see their value. 

“NO, I OFfer because what I SEe behind these paintings. I PAint too.” He grabs his sleeves and pushes them up his arms a little, long slash marks pepper them, criss crossing lines. Deep and old. He walks up to Nagini’s paints and brushes, smelling the bloods mixed in for the colors. Like his own. “I OFfer because I KNow whats its like to live in the shadow of an ANcestor so powerful that not even death stopped them. ITs hard, to be alone. EVen if you don’t want my help, or need it. I CAn at least try to be their for her. YOu might be able to stave off a HIghblood on your own, but what about her? WHat if for some reason you can’t be there? LIfe is filled with uncertainties.” He picks up a brush and runs it up his arm, smearing a creamy blue on his grey skin. 

“AS I SAid, IVe hunted IMperial DRones. BUt I CAn’t do it alone forever, 2 sweeps remain before I TAke my place in the stars with my kind. 2 sweeps before I loose my mind, you know better then anyone what becomes of most SUbjuggulators.” He splats his arm with red. “NOthing I WAnt to repeat.” 

She listened to him in silence with her back turned, his words rather meaningful, but irritating to her all the same. She was not at all pleased with Nagini’s refusal to continue her legacy. As far as Basilisk was concerned, it wasn’t just a legacy, but a destiny. Nagini was supposed to take her place, and with such a position came the responsibility of judging the balance of others. Should their balance be off, it is her job to help them fix it, or KILL them if they treat it like a joke.

“Y@u sssseem t@ be under the missssc@ncepti@n that I am here t@ c@ddle her and pr@tect her. I am n@t even here by ch@ice. Either way, I am N@T here t@ pressserve her unlessss her b@dy befallssss threatening perilss whilsst I am usssssing it. Sshe musst triumph @ver her pr@blemssssss by hersself. H@w elsse will sshe gain sskill and experience?” The woman turned back around, watching Shinii splatter paint over himself like a fool while she quietly thought to herself about the paints themselves. Nagini wasn’t the one who willingly used paints made from troll blood…. A smirk slowly spread across Basilisk’s lips. “I h@pe y@u realize… y@u’re ssmearing y@ursself in the bl@@d @f my f@@lisssh victimss… Jusst think. Thiss c@uld have been y@u. I like t@ take ss@uvenirsss fr@m my killss in @rder t@ add t@ my c@llecti@n @f paintsssss.” Basilisk carefully approached the Highblood, pushing the palette of paints aside with her foot. “Alth@ugh I may like y@u, Sshinii. It d@ess n@t mean I w@n’t at sssss@me p@int unleassh my wrath ssh@uld y@u begin t@ aggravate me. I am here f@r @ne reasss@n, and @ne reasss@n @nly! T@ make ssssure Nagini c@ntinuessss my w@rk asss sshe iss @bligated t@ d@ sssss@! If y@u value what it meanss t@ be am@ngsst the living… Y@u will ssssstay @UT @f my WAY.”

The snake held Shinii in a burning, narrow gaze. For a moment she almost dared him, in her mind, to take a swing at her just so she could demonstrate how easily she could put HIM in HIS place.

(Source: distemperedmegalomania)

frostbittenprince:

distemperedmegalomania: 

Basilisk slowly turned her head towards him after recovering from the brief shock of being dropped into the other troll’s lap. Her calm gaze hid the small storm brewing up inside as Shinii tried to comfort her with gentle touches. She suddenly hissed at him, quite literally. “Y@u will ceassssssse t@uching me, AT @NCE!” She had seized poor Shinii by the throat and sneered in his face, obviously not ready to accept affections or pity from anyone, especially those younger than herself. “D@ n@t assssume y@u can jussst cuddle up t@ me, wriggler… I may n@t sssssee y@u asss a p@tential target, but that d@esssssss N@T give y@u licensssse t@ try t@ c@ddle ME!…. D@ y@u undersssstand?” Her closing question was spoken in a level, yet foreboding tone. He was going to have to work at it if he desired any kind of acceptance from her. It was becoming clear that she wasn’t going to make it very easy for him, though.

She released Shinii without waiting for an answer and got up from his lap, having had quite enough of this up close and personal nonsense. “I need n@thing fr@m y@u @r any@ne.” The snake answered at last after letting her temper simmer. 

He blinks in surprise, just sitting there for a few moments after she retreated. He turns and then stands up, growling, his own anger flared for a moment. “ANd just because I AM YOunger then you does not mean I don’t deserve your respect!” He snaps, his eyes turning purple for a moment. “I WAsn’t giving you pity, I WAs offering my services!”

He stands tall, towering over her as he throws out his arms, his shoulders and spin popping as he lets out a sigh, from being cramped on the floor. “I AM NOt so easily tossed about, no matter my beliefs, I WOuld protect myself it necessary!” He felt bad for touching her like that, he had forgotten himself. Feeling stupid, which made him angry at himself. 

“SOoner or later everyone needs something from someone. DOn’t burn all your bridges until you know whats across the river. I OFfer because I like Nagini, not you.” He looks at the paintings again. “YOu are just another pushy ANcestor, trying to overshadow everything.” He touches the painting closest to him. “I WOuld know, even from the grave mine stands over me like a looming wall of DEath.” 

He snarls at her again. “SO HOld your tongue when you presume so much about me just because I am young!” 

The serpent smirked to herself while Shinii ‘struck’ back at her as if pleased that he did not simply lie there and quiver like a whelp. Pleased or maybe amused. She peered towards him over her shoulder with a toothy grin. “Very well…. But y@u’ve l@@ked me in the eyessss ss@ many timesss that had I felt it necessssary, I w@uld already kn@w everything ab@ut WH@ y@u ARE…. And then there w@uld be n@ presssssuming, n@w, w@uld there? Hnhnhnhnhnhn…” Basilisk’s smile disappeared the moment she turned away and began treading around the space. “I have n@ need f@r y@ur sssservicess, Highbl@@d. I’ve already disspatched my f@rmer massssster and THAT wass neither here n@r in the n@w.” She paused in front of a painting that depicted what looked like an older version of Nagini viciously decapitating a Subjuggulator. The detail of it was not so much in the figures themselves but in the vivid emotions behind every stroke.

“Sshinii… ” At last, she said his actual name, her lips curved into a strange, faint smile. “I am the painter… Nagini issss the mussssician. Fr@m what I can tell……. Painting iss n@t where her true sskill liessss. Ssstill, sshe d@ess it t@ expresssss hersself……. Like me.” It was difficult to determine exactly what point the woman was trying to make, if any. In her mind, she was recalling the moment when Shinii had said that her art had invoked whispers of painful sadness in him. “D@ y@u sstill sstand by y@ur sstatement that the @nly reass@n y@u @ffer iss because @f y@ur f@ndnesssss @f Nagini….? “

frostbittenprince:

Shinii watches her relax before he dared speak a single word. “WHat do you need from me?” He asks at last, he didn’t know why but he felt perhaps there was something he could do for her. He sits up, his surprising strength dropping Basilisk into his lap, his eyes even with her own. 

“I WIll not kill a lowblood with out just cause, but I HAve hunted down  highbloods that have deserved it.” He thinks about all the jars of highblood in Sheazn’s cart. The man times he’s hunted a Blueblood or higher into the silent trees. “I’Ve even killed an IMperial DRone once.” He wasn’t bragging so much, as he was informing an potential employer? Or matesprit? Or others? 

He puts his hands gently on her arms, giving them a gentle squeeze. “WHat did they do to you? ANd who do I NEed to kill?” 

Basilisk slowly turned her head towards him after recovering from the brief shock of being dropped into the other troll’s lap. Her calm gaze hid the small storm brewing up inside as Shinii tried to comfort her with gentle touches. She suddenly hissed at him, quite literally. “Y@u will ceassssssse t@uching me, AT @NCE!” She had seized poor Shinii by the throat and sneered in his face, obviously not ready to accept affections or pity from anyone, especially those younger than herself. “D@ n@t assssume y@u can jussst cuddle up t@ me, wriggler… I may n@t sssssee y@u asss a p@tential target, but that d@esssssss N@T give y@u licensssse t@ try t@ c@ddle ME!…. D@ y@u undersssstand?” Her closing question was spoken in a level, yet foreboding tone. He was going to have to work at it if he desired any kind of acceptance from her. It was becoming clear that she wasn’t going to make it very easy for him, though.

She released Shinii without waiting for an answer and got up from his lap, having had quite enough of this up close and personal nonsense. “I need n@thing fr@m y@u @r any@ne.” The snake answered at last after letting her temper simmer. 

(Source: distemperedmegalomania)