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capeandcowl2012-08-18 05:08 pm
amoray) wrote in capeandcowl2012-08-18 05:08 pm
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[the feed is underwater, and not immediately focused on eridan (though his cape does drift slightly into view here and there). few, if any, will recognize the atlantean palace or its throne room, but the architecture and the being underwater thing might tip them off.]
Considerin' it's been about a week or so now, and I hawen't seen skin nor scale a her, it's pretty safe to say that Namora a Atlantis ain't roamin' these waters no more.
[a pause.]
That bein' said, as the last sea dweller and the only indiwidual who ain't got garbage slippin' through their weins around here, it's only natural that I take ower their palace and assorted territories in their absence. Maintain 'em and such.
Aforementioned territories bein' all sewen seas and ewerythin' in between, for the record.
[he flips the camera away from a meandering lionfish (his name is xerxes the sewenth) and to himself, comfortably sprawled in namor's throne. and being smug as a motherfucker. like literally, he's been super smug about shit before but at the moment his smugness may be mutating surrounding sealife just by how goddamn potent it is.
the lay of his cape obscures the slight bulges under his clothing at his shoulder and leg, for the most part, but his left fin is visibly torn, and still an angry purple.]
As fair and generous warnin', I'm allowin' the humans continued usage a my oceans not outta goodwill, but outta necessity. Mostly since you lungbreathers would probably start whinin' your tailfins off about widespread starwation or some shit if I didn't. But if I start seein' anythin' I don't necessarily like happenin' in my waters, I won't hesitate to fuck some a your laughable tin can ships all manner a up 'til the message starts comin' through clearer-like.
I ain't currently acceptin' wirgin sacrifices or tributes a precious metals and stones, but be watchin' for that in the future.
[he gives a little wave of his ringed fingers at the comm.]
Ewenin', dirtscrapers. And long liwe the Prince.
[end feed.]
Considerin' it's been about a week or so now, and I hawen't seen skin nor scale a her, it's pretty safe to say that Namora a Atlantis ain't roamin' these waters no more.
[a pause.]
That bein' said, as the last sea dweller and the only indiwidual who ain't got garbage slippin' through their weins around here, it's only natural that I take ower their palace and assorted territories in their absence. Maintain 'em and such.
Aforementioned territories bein' all sewen seas and ewerythin' in between, for the record.
[he flips the camera away from a meandering lionfish (his name is xerxes the sewenth) and to himself, comfortably sprawled in namor's throne. and being smug as a motherfucker. like literally, he's been super smug about shit before but at the moment his smugness may be mutating surrounding sealife just by how goddamn potent it is.
the lay of his cape obscures the slight bulges under his clothing at his shoulder and leg, for the most part, but his left fin is visibly torn, and still an angry purple.]
As fair and generous warnin', I'm allowin' the humans continued usage a my oceans not outta goodwill, but outta necessity. Mostly since you lungbreathers would probably start whinin' your tailfins off about widespread starwation or some shit if I didn't. But if I start seein' anythin' I don't necessarily like happenin' in my waters, I won't hesitate to fuck some a your laughable tin can ships all manner a up 'til the message starts comin' through clearer-like.
I ain't currently acceptin' wirgin sacrifices or tributes a precious metals and stones, but be watchin' for that in the future.
[he gives a little wave of his ringed fingers at the comm.]
Ewenin', dirtscrapers. And long liwe the Prince.
[end feed.]
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[THAT'S WHAT HER NEXT FANFICTION IS ABOUT. ]
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[DEAR GOD also lighting sick fires everywhere ampora style]
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[how forward]
gomen 4 this
not just one league lalonde ALL a the leagues
all of em
and three shut up
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gomen 4 party rckin
As I dry my eyes, I am whispering: "My needles would have looked so good in his eyes, too. A shame. A pity."
My teenage life is over, Mr. Ampora. How am I to go on? Perhaps I should go cry on Karkat's shoulder while we discuss the plot to latest my literary venture. I would like his input on "crying maiden weeps over ugly sea mermaids corpse."
[you just got served]
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did you come up wwith that one by yourself or did kar havve some input
[THAT COMEBACK]
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[ZING. ]
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ok you got anythin interestin to say here or are you just goin to keep blackflirtin wwith me
i knoww im irresistible as fuck but its just gettin kinda pathetic
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You cannot own the oceans, Eridan. For a start, they are too big. You are just one troll. You cannot be in all of the oceans at once.
And I suppose I am sorry for your loss.
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and concernin the rest i aint exactly one a you wweak fuckin redbloods alright i got stamina
and drivve and all that other shit i guess
basically i can handle it it aint like i spend much time sleepin anywway
and yeah sure
she wwasnt half bad for one a them snooty fuckin atlanteans
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I'll presume that means you liked her quite a bit.