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As a child, Alice was told countless times never to go into the forest. "There are monsters in the woods." They chimed.
"They'll do awful things to you. They'll hunt you down, then us." Such warnings would easily scare a child.
"They'll do awful things to you. They'll hunt you down, then us." Such warnings would easily scare a child.
October 8, 2025 at 8:14 AM
As a child, Alice was told countless times never to go into the forest. "There are monsters in the woods." They chimed.
"They'll do awful things to you. They'll hunt you down, then us." Such warnings would easily scare a child.
"They'll do awful things to you. They'll hunt you down, then us." Such warnings would easily scare a child.
/ Motivation is low, sorry for the absence. . It's probably going to last a while.
Working on other muses in the background though.
Take care.
Working on other muses in the background though.
Take care.
October 2, 2025 at 1:37 AM
/ Motivation is low, sorry for the absence. . It's probably going to last a while.
Working on other muses in the background though.
Take care.
Working on other muses in the background though.
Take care.
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September 22, 2025 at 5:58 AM
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September 24, 2025 at 10:19 PM
Reposted by ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ
September 26, 2025 at 1:40 PM
/ dont worry about it
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What does That mean
What does That mean
/ Don't pull a me, only I'm allowed to
September 25, 2025 at 7:29 PM
/ dont worry about it
/ Don't pull a me, only I'm allowed to
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I take it back I can just make a different OC with certain aspects that I want
all OCs have a part of their owner in them or something like that
I take it back I can just make a different OC with certain aspects that I want
all OCs have a part of their owner in them or something like that
// at some point i'll sack up and make a big-titty self oc that replaces alastor
random thoughts but im distracted while staring at my last reply to make
random thoughts but im distracted while staring at my last reply to make
September 25, 2025 at 6:06 PM
/ Don't pull a me, only I'm allowed to
"Accomplice, hm. . Well, if the police truly do come here, then I'll just give you the role of hostage, that'll give you less of a sentence. ."
A careless shrug, she holds the cigarette by her pursed lips, hands behind her head.
A careless shrug, she holds the cigarette by her pursed lips, hands behind her head.
ㅤ "You're right. I don't."
ㅤ The bags under her eyes have worsened a little, despite the fact that tiny scar has seemingly vanished now.
ㅤ "As far as I could see it, you killed somebody in front of me. I ran away with you because I was scared. That makes me an accomplice,
ㅤ "You're right. I don't."
ㅤ The bags under her eyes have worsened a little, despite the fact that tiny scar has seemingly vanished now.
ㅤ "As far as I could see it, you killed somebody in front of me. I ran away with you because I was scared. That makes me an accomplice,
"Well, Maeve. ."
She says, taking a moment to continue. She kills the flame from her lighter, placing it down onto the table as she takes a slow drag from her cigarette.
Holding it, before blowing it out in the direction of her fan and window. The nicotine helps little with her stress.
She says, taking a moment to continue. She kills the flame from her lighter, placing it down onto the table as she takes a slow drag from her cigarette.
Holding it, before blowing it out in the direction of her fan and window. The nicotine helps little with her stress.
September 25, 2025 at 4:48 AM
"Accomplice, hm. . Well, if the police truly do come here, then I'll just give you the role of hostage, that'll give you less of a sentence. ."
A careless shrug, she holds the cigarette by her pursed lips, hands behind her head.
A careless shrug, she holds the cigarette by her pursed lips, hands behind her head.
"Well, Maeve. ."
She says, taking a moment to continue. She kills the flame from her lighter, placing it down onto the table as she takes a slow drag from her cigarette.
Holding it, before blowing it out in the direction of her fan and window. The nicotine helps little with her stress.
She says, taking a moment to continue. She kills the flame from her lighter, placing it down onto the table as she takes a slow drag from her cigarette.
Holding it, before blowing it out in the direction of her fan and window. The nicotine helps little with her stress.
A cloud leaves her lips as she melts into her seat, opting to reply only after a few seconds.
ㅤ "Maeve."
It's hoarse.
A cloud leaves her lips as she melts into her seat, opting to reply only after a few seconds.
ㅤ "Maeve."
It's hoarse.
September 24, 2025 at 3:37 PM
"Well, Maeve. ."
She says, taking a moment to continue. She kills the flame from her lighter, placing it down onto the table as she takes a slow drag from her cigarette.
Holding it, before blowing it out in the direction of her fan and window. The nicotine helps little with her stress.
She says, taking a moment to continue. She kills the flame from her lighter, placing it down onto the table as she takes a slow drag from her cigarette.
Holding it, before blowing it out in the direction of her fan and window. The nicotine helps little with her stress.
". . ."
She takes a moment to refill their glasses with more whiskey. She swirls the contents of her glass around, making sure not to spill it onto the ground, before drinking it down and placing the glass onto the table.
Her pupils glued to the stranger that she invited in.
She takes a moment to refill their glasses with more whiskey. She swirls the contents of her glass around, making sure not to spill it onto the ground, before drinking it down and placing the glass onto the table.
Her pupils glued to the stranger that she invited in.
ㅤ The entire time she's fumbling with her keys, a paranoid Maeve is looking over her shoulders, worried someone was tailing them following that... tragedy. The empty sky - and more accurately, the lack of the moon's reflection - give Maeve breathing room in regards to self-control.
ㅤ The entire time she's fumbling with her keys, a paranoid Maeve is looking over her shoulders, worried someone was tailing them following that... tragedy. The empty sky - and more accurately, the lack of the moon's reflection - give Maeve breathing room in regards to self-control.
"Right. ."
The rest of the walk is nothing but silence, yet they finally make it to her apartment. Walking up some stairs in her building, they finally arrive at the front door.
Fumbling the keys, she quickly unlocks the roor and stumbles in.
The rest of the walk is nothing but silence, yet they finally make it to her apartment. Walking up some stairs in her building, they finally arrive at the front door.
Fumbling the keys, she quickly unlocks the roor and stumbles in.
September 24, 2025 at 2:40 AM
". . ."
She takes a moment to refill their glasses with more whiskey. She swirls the contents of her glass around, making sure not to spill it onto the ground, before drinking it down and placing the glass onto the table.
Her pupils glued to the stranger that she invited in.
She takes a moment to refill their glasses with more whiskey. She swirls the contents of her glass around, making sure not to spill it onto the ground, before drinking it down and placing the glass onto the table.
Her pupils glued to the stranger that she invited in.
"Right. ."
The rest of the walk is nothing but silence, yet they finally make it to her apartment. Walking up some stairs in her building, they finally arrive at the front door.
Fumbling the keys, she quickly unlocks the roor and stumbles in.
The rest of the walk is nothing but silence, yet they finally make it to her apartment. Walking up some stairs in her building, they finally arrive at the front door.
Fumbling the keys, she quickly unlocks the roor and stumbles in.
...
ㅤ Blood. Soaking her side.
ㅤ She's shivering. The scar over her eye thrums with a desire that's hardly her own. Her breathing trembles during the duration, making the sight of the home in the horizon a damn sight for sore eyes.
ㅤ " ... Shut up. We'll talk about it later."
...
ㅤ Blood. Soaking her side.
ㅤ She's shivering. The scar over her eye thrums with a desire that's hardly her own. Her breathing trembles during the duration, making the sight of the home in the horizon a damn sight for sore eyes.
ㅤ " ... Shut up. We'll talk about it later."
September 23, 2025 at 4:07 AM
"Right. ."
The rest of the walk is nothing but silence, yet they finally make it to her apartment. Walking up some stairs in her building, they finally arrive at the front door.
Fumbling the keys, she quickly unlocks the roor and stumbles in.
The rest of the walk is nothing but silence, yet they finally make it to her apartment. Walking up some stairs in her building, they finally arrive at the front door.
Fumbling the keys, she quickly unlocks the roor and stumbles in.
"Have to head home. Most of my stuff to treat this wound is back there. . Hospital won't work, they'll ask too many questions, probably turn me over to the police as well. ."
She huffs, looking over to Maeve, her hand continuing to clutch the wall as she steadies herself to walk.
She huffs, looking over to Maeve, her hand continuing to clutch the wall as she steadies herself to walk.
ㅤ "Just... just where are you going? I - "
... no, you don't want to go home, do you?
ㅤ "Just... just where are you going? I - "
... no, you don't want to go home, do you?
September 23, 2025 at 3:31 AM
"Have to head home. Most of my stuff to treat this wound is back there. . Hospital won't work, they'll ask too many questions, probably turn me over to the police as well. ."
She huffs, looking over to Maeve, her hand continuing to clutch the wall as she steadies herself to walk.
She huffs, looking over to Maeve, her hand continuing to clutch the wall as she steadies herself to walk.
" Not the first time, definitely not the last. Listen, let's . .- Urgh -. . talk about this in a place where we won't get surrounded and gutted by his friends or Boss. . "
Groaning from pain, she's giving her a tug at the shoulder, before walking away from the burning fire.
Groaning from pain, she's giving her a tug at the shoulder, before walking away from the burning fire.
ㅤ "You - you just 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 - "
... She's not grasping the whole picture. Disbeliever, remember? Despite her... condition.
ㅤ "You - you just 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 - "
... She's not grasping the whole picture. Disbeliever, remember? Despite her... condition.
September 23, 2025 at 2:39 AM
" Not the first time, definitely not the last. Listen, let's . .- Urgh -. . talk about this in a place where we won't get surrounded and gutted by his friends or Boss. . "
Groaning from pain, she's giving her a tug at the shoulder, before walking away from the burning fire.
Groaning from pain, she's giving her a tug at the shoulder, before walking away from the burning fire.
The crackling fire burns away that body, cooking the shrouded male until nothing but ash and dust is leftover.
Alice tore a piece of her jacket off, taking a piece just long enough to wrap around her side, something to keep her blood from leaking out, at least until she gets back home with proper->
Alice tore a piece of her jacket off, taking a piece just long enough to wrap around her side, something to keep her blood from leaking out, at least until she gets back home with proper->
All Maeve could do is try to catch her breathing. Expletives form on her tongue, but her lips and throat don't cooperate to give them form. The gore's aroma chokes her nose and throat; she can feel her own veins revolting as that scar exacerbates.
All Maeve could do is try to catch her breathing. Expletives form on her tongue, but her lips and throat don't cooperate to give them form. The gore's aroma chokes her nose and throat; she can feel her own veins revolting as that scar exacerbates.
September 23, 2025 at 2:28 AM
The crackling fire burns away that body, cooking the shrouded male until nothing but ash and dust is leftover.
Alice tore a piece of her jacket off, taking a piece just long enough to wrap around her side, something to keep her blood from leaking out, at least until she gets back home with proper->
Alice tore a piece of her jacket off, taking a piece just long enough to wrap around her side, something to keep her blood from leaking out, at least until she gets back home with proper->
A shout comes from one of the men, chasing after the two, leaving his comrades behind.
As he chases, his form disappears, becoming almost like a mist, a shadow merging with the darkness.
"Legal enough to deal with damned creatures. ." Alice muttered just loud enough to Maeve.
As he chases, his form disappears, becoming almost like a mist, a shadow merging with the darkness.
"Legal enough to deal with damned creatures. ." Alice muttered just loud enough to Maeve.
ㅤ " ... Hope whatever that is was legal."
ㅤ " ... Hope whatever that is was legal."
September 23, 2025 at 1:51 AM
A shout comes from one of the men, chasing after the two, leaving his comrades behind.
As he chases, his form disappears, becoming almost like a mist, a shadow merging with the darkness.
"Legal enough to deal with damned creatures. ." Alice muttered just loud enough to Maeve.
As he chases, his form disappears, becoming almost like a mist, a shadow merging with the darkness.
"Legal enough to deal with damned creatures. ." Alice muttered just loud enough to Maeve.
Wrist freed, the man that grabbed her wrist is given a sandwich in the form of a fist, directly into his face. With such a punch, one would expect someone to be knocked back a few inches, yet he stands his ground. .
His face contorts, a rage fueled expression. A quick hawk, then blood being spat.
His face contorts, a rage fueled expression. A quick hawk, then blood being spat.
"I'm never gonna hear the end of this."
ㅤ Step, turn, bend, flex,
ＢＡＮＧ.
Sunk into the face of Alice's apprehender.
ㅤ Maeve's knuckles aren't just for show, y'know.
"I'm never gonna hear the end of this."
ㅤ Step, turn, bend, flex,
ＢＡＮＧ.
Sunk into the face of Alice's apprehender.
ㅤ Maeve's knuckles aren't just for show, y'know.
September 23, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Wrist freed, the man that grabbed her wrist is given a sandwich in the form of a fist, directly into his face. With such a punch, one would expect someone to be knocked back a few inches, yet he stands his ground. .
His face contorts, a rage fueled expression. A quick hawk, then blood being spat.
His face contorts, a rage fueled expression. A quick hawk, then blood being spat.
"Hardly."
She says, beginning to set a brisk pace. Following the same path they took, unfortunately, that same red light was going to cause those skulking individuals to catch up.
". . . Don't look back at them. Try not to acknowledge them."
She grumbled to herself, putting her cigs away.
She says, beginning to set a brisk pace. Following the same path they took, unfortunately, that same red light was going to cause those skulking individuals to catch up.
". . . Don't look back at them. Try not to acknowledge them."
She grumbled to herself, putting her cigs away.
time to go.
ㅤ "Thanks." Once again, as she slips around Alice's side, keeping a glance over her back. Eerie. "Friends?"
time to go.
ㅤ "Thanks." Once again, as she slips around Alice's side, keeping a glance over her back. Eerie. "Friends?"
September 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
"Hardly."
She says, beginning to set a brisk pace. Following the same path they took, unfortunately, that same red light was going to cause those skulking individuals to catch up.
". . . Don't look back at them. Try not to acknowledge them."
She grumbled to herself, putting her cigs away.
She says, beginning to set a brisk pace. Following the same path they took, unfortunately, that same red light was going to cause those skulking individuals to catch up.
". . . Don't look back at them. Try not to acknowledge them."
She grumbled to herself, putting her cigs away.
Not a noise, not a response. Often she has encountered disbelievers. The light turns green, the walking sign lights up, allowing the two of them to cross the street. Though, their destination is the same, making it that much harder to cause the two strangers to part.
ㅤ How convenient. Or inconvenient, if you're so inclined, that they're headed the same way for the same thing. Maeve gives nothing short of a scoff through the nose after Alice speaks. "Supernatural? I'd be more worried about some dude with a gun than a ghost booing me on the side of the road."
ㅤ How convenient. Or inconvenient, if you're so inclined, that they're headed the same way for the same thing. Maeve gives nothing short of a scoff through the nose after Alice speaks. "Supernatural? I'd be more worried about some dude with a gun than a ghost booing me on the side of the road."
That brisk, cold, air made the Wonderland pull the collar of her jacket up, to provide a bit of warmth to her chin, to her face.
Waiting at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green, she was only out for a small walk to pick up some smokes, a new lighter as well.
Waiting at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green, she was only out for a small walk to pick up some smokes, a new lighter as well.
September 22, 2025 at 7:29 PM
Not a noise, not a response. Often she has encountered disbelievers. The light turns green, the walking sign lights up, allowing the two of them to cross the street. Though, their destination is the same, making it that much harder to cause the two strangers to part.
That brisk, cold, air made the Wonderland pull the collar of her jacket up, to provide a bit of warmth to her chin, to her face.
Waiting at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green, she was only out for a small walk to pick up some smokes, a new lighter as well.
Waiting at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green, she was only out for a small walk to pick up some smokes, a new lighter as well.
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ㅤ Brrrr. It's getting colder, little by little. Makes Maeve hide into her jacket. Standing next to her, it wouldn't be hard to mistakenly think she was shielding herself from something.
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ㅤ Brrrr. It's getting colder, little by little. Makes Maeve hide into her jacket. Standing next to her, it wouldn't be hard to mistakenly think she was shielding herself from something.
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September 22, 2025 at 7:04 PM
That brisk, cold, air made the Wonderland pull the collar of her jacket up, to provide a bit of warmth to her chin, to her face.
Waiting at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green, she was only out for a small walk to pick up some smokes, a new lighter as well.
Waiting at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green, she was only out for a small walk to pick up some smokes, a new lighter as well.
21st September.
September 22, 2025 at 2:33 AM
21st September.
Recording me?
Before a date?
Freak.
Before a date?
Freak.
September 15, 2025 at 11:19 PM
Recording me?
Before a date?
Freak.
Before a date?
Freak.
No proof that this isn't the first time, actually.
September 15, 2025 at 10:23 PM
No proof that this isn't the first time, actually.