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CURRENT HOUSING:

Currently living both in his designated housing, but also Adams House (pretty much in Kavinsky's bed nightly).

 

SCARS / MARKINGS:
ENVY - Cut into his left forearm (via Blue)
SUFFER - Carving into his calf via himself.
WRIST SCARS (successful suicide) + Thigh SCAR.
WRIST TATTOO -  Paw on his right wrist (via Kavinsky)
THROAT TATTOO - A raven with its wings spread on either side of his neck,
the face is a skull of the raven instead, and the background is filled with blue, purple and hints of red watercolor splashes. (Tattoo shop on Mammons Island.)
RIBCAGE TATTOO - An arrow for Clint and an hourglass for Nat.
STITCH SCARS AROUND MOUTH + slightly damaged vocal cords - Thanks to The Veiled Order capture.
MERMAN Features; white hands with claws and subtle webbing that's retractable, iridescent scales over his hands and in random spots.

DEMON ATTRIBUTES:

Demon Teeth.
The beginning of Pointy Ears (not pictures because right now they're just itchy and growing).
[These are based off Hellburbia Suicide].
Slowly his hands are turning White and his nails are turning into claws (basically)





RICHARD JOSEPH LYNCH
aka
little grey dragon he adopted from Mammons Island.

 

N A V I G A T I O N:  kinks & permissions | visuals | funeral | bdsm info | cr chart
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Comments

[favoriteforgery]

yeah i want you to come

and better than dead? are you sure about that?

[enoderedrum]

i'll be there then

yeah, even as a dream you were at least able to live

[favoriteforgery]

i was dead
kavinsky dreamed something back but it wasn't ME
and when that asshole fucking DIED, somehow i got all of those memories here
but i wasn't there
i was dead

[enoderedrum]

oh that's...
relatable.
somehow when i ended up here i had memories i didn't even know i had like they...
all of them forgot about me.
all of them.
like i was just wiped from everyone's head.
didn't matter.
i still don't know if thats real or just something this place did but
its hard to look at them sometimes
i thought id be happy when they showed up but now i dont know how i feel about anything
anyway...im sorry for assuming you had it better.
that was stupid

[favoriteforgery]

it wasn't stupid. just hopeful.

[And it's kind of nice knowing that someone actually wanted something good for him. Or at least something not shitty.]

sorry they forgot you
it's really weird thinking there was this whole like YEAR that i didn't actually live
but i remember it
i'm me and whatever k made me
it's weird

[enoderedrum]

so you're both YOU you and dream you at the same time?

[ Pauses...]

actually that isn't that weird
i'm ME me and ghost me at the same time
the only weird part is i'm not as MUCH as I was when I was alive but i'm not as exhausted as i was dead

[ Another pause. ]

you know...you can do this whenever you want
talk to me
see me
whatever

[favoriteforgery]

yeah
thanks

[there's a little pause]

how did it happen?

[another pause but it's filled with that little this person is typing dot dot dot]

shit uhm
don't
if you don't want to answer that like
ignore me

[enoderedrum]

its fine

[ Elaborate or simple? Sighs. ]

my best friend at the time killed me for a wish.

it required a sacrifice and guess who was the lamb?

[favoriteforgery]

what a fuckwad
sorry man

[he probably could have said something better, but. it's prokopenko. he's trying]

[enoderedrum]

should I even ask?

[favoriteforgery]

[there's a pause and it's long enough that it seems like he might not answer. but then:]

i guess it was an accident
i don't know what else to call it

[enoderedrum]

then stick with accident
deliberate sucks

[ Sprawls. Glancing around the room... Ok, he can't sleep. ]

what're you doing right now?

[favoriteforgery]

yeah. it does.

just staring at my phone in the dark

[enoderedrum]

sounds like a blast lol
well i can't sleep and i'm bored so i'm gonna go
...do something.
no idea what but it'll beat counting seconds

[favoriteforgery]

you asking for company czerny?

[enoderedrum]

only if you say yes

[favoriteforgery]

where do you wanna meet?

[enoderedrum]

ummm

[ Already out the door cause apparently some people DO sleep. ]

the club sounds the easiest? I'll be there in a few minutes
K isn't invited XD

>> action

[favoriteforgery]

no worries, he's not even here

Prokopenko leaves the suite after he throws on some clothes and heads down through the building. He migiht've suggested the movie theater if only because he feels weird going into the club after some of the shit that's gone down there.

But whatever. Booze is booze.

It's not really hard to find Noah with his shock of white-blonde hair.

perma-action

[enoderedrum]

At first mingling with one of K’s guys sounded like a bad idea but if Ronan could do it, why couldn’t he? Especially considering he was the type Noah would have hung out with pre-death anyway.

Meeting at the club was the first thing that came to mind considering he hadn’t actually had the chance to go anywhere else yet. Being new had its disadvantages.

When he saw him, he smiled and turned towards him, shouldering around a passerby, “I...do not want to stay here for the record. The last time I was here Ronan saw me in weird lingerie and I still haven’t gotten the weird out of that. But,” he looked over Prokos face; he was...distracting, “I’m open to other suggestions.”

[favoriteforgery]

"There's a movie theater," he offers. "It's playing really shitty Christmas movies, but it's not... here."

Proko jerks his head back toward the entrance and starts backing up in that direction. Noah doesn't have to twist his arm to leave. The last time he'd been here--yeah.

There had been no lingerie.

"We can throw popcorn at anyone actually trying to watch the movie."

[enoderedrum]

With one last glance at the club; bar, patrons, demons...he turned on his heel and followed after Proko.

Noah had little perception of personal boundaries so when he caught up, he was close, he needed to be. Touching was like breathing and up until now he had been slowly suffocating.

“Are we gonna watch the movie?”

[favoriteforgery]

"Depends on what's on," he says with a grin. Proko doesn't seem to mind that Noah is all up close; he's used to it. The pack was always all over each other, touching, shoving, lounging.

Apparently their options are Christmas with the Kranks, Jingle All The Way, Santa Claus Conquers Mars, and National Lampoon's Christmas.

Proko stands there staring at the marquee.

"What's our poison?"

[enoderedrum]

Stopping beside him, Noah peered at the options and hummed thoughtfully, clicking his tongue idly.

“Santa Claus Conquers Mars,” he decided and looped his arm through Prokos to pull him inside. Snacks were necessary. “When that gets boring we can bounce to the others.”

[favoriteforgery]

He snorts a laugh and lets Noah pull him along. "Uhm, you just picked literally the worst movie of all time. We are so not ditching it, my man."

Snacks are easy to come by, at least. Popcorn, soda, whatever they want. Prokopenko loads them down like he's planning to camp out in the theater for the next several hours. He kind of is.