faded plumage

clandestinepanthera asked: ==> Practice combat on local flora with strife spicibus

He immediately stops, casting his eyes around for a weapon.
It’s been a while since he’s fought using a specibus.
Had he ever had one?
He can’t remember.
But he follows the command - he has to, he’s so used to it…
He picks up an old, rusted sword and sets to work on some of the plant matter that’d been left behind by the animals. Each piece is roughly the size of a baseball in his hand, though he doesn’t bother identifying it before he clefts it in twain. 

clandestinepanthera asked: ==> Mystery Character: Examine animal friends

He sets his computer down, bored of the abruptly ending conversations, and glances about.
The animals seem to have left him alone, for now. The evidence of their activities is spread across his field of vision; bones and discarded plant matter litter the dark ground, tracks barely visible in the dust. From the direction of the prints, it can be inferred that a good number of these beasts are bipedal, and lack any kind of pack mentality. They’re quite difficult to find at this time of day, however, so he abandons the prospect of tracking them down, for now.
They can be vicious, in the wrong circumstances. They aren’t usually aggressive, however.
He heads away from his home, hoping to ease his boredom somehow. 

missrainlalonde:

dissociavian started following you

well hey there
pleased 2 meet u
whoever u r

…oh crud
sry tht prob sounded SUPER mean 

His eyebrows rise above his glasses when he reads the screen. His quiet snort of laughter doesn’t register with his text-to-speech program, but text appears shortly after.

“It’s cool.
It’s. Been a while. Heh. ‘Sup.” 

Another chat window pops up.
Closing out the older ones, he responds.

“Hey.
There are. A lot of you talking to me now.
You seem calmer than I remember. Heheheh.” 

(Source: arachnidsglare)

arseniccatlady:

dissociavian started following you

:OO < oh meow!

:33 < hello there!

Juggling chat windows, he laughs into the microphone on his computer.

“Heheh. ‘Sup?” 

(via arseniccatlady-deactivated20120)

candyterezi:

dissociavian:

candyterezi:

dissociavian started following you

[(Hello! Terezi is currently too shocked to greet you .w. )]

{Hello there! That’s fine. What startled her so badly, might I ask?
My character hasn’t been found out yet, so he’s a bit of a mystery for now.} 

[( Heh! Well she found out that tricksters are supposed to get culled on sight by drones after thinking she was off the hook for pailing season. Usually she’s tough to kill but she’s kind of been through a lot lately. )]

{Oh, wow! That’d sure cause a lot of stress. Tricksters are always fun, though, so it should be quite interesting to roleplay together once we’re both up to it. :] }

veteranlegislacerator:

dissociavian started following you

==> You greet the new follower with a small nod and continue to relax in your hive.

==> He snickers slightly, nodding back. He doesn’t seem to have much to say, but he’s grinning, in any case.

t3r3zi-pyrop3:

dissociavian:

t3r3zi-pyrop3:

H3LLO

He blinks, clearly startled by the beeping of his chat client.
Using a speech-to-text program, he responds.

“Oh, hey.
‘Sup. It’s been a while.” 

UM…SUR3

Y34H OK4Y…

WH4TS UP?

He laughs, and that’s picked up by the program, too.

“Heheheh.
Not too much. It’s really quiet here. Just me and. The animals. Now.
How’ve you been? Alive. I take it.”

fromyourveinsmymiracles:

dissociavian started following you

HEY THERE MOTHERFU-

who or what even are you, exactly?

Apparently, the only way he can communicate is through his computer.
Switching windows, he once again utilizes a speech-to-text program to respond.

“‘Sup.
I can’t really. Remember. Heheh.  You.
Seem familiar.”