AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
|
Post by Razivia Tichy on Jul 14, 2019 6:10:17 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ Even with how brief her life has been Fersen, she easily knew who frequented where and when. It wasn’t a hard job when lived in there daily. And she, by now, had some familiarity to her for some. She knew she wasn’t exactly… unnoticeable. But Razivia went by on life mostly quietly if she had no reason to raise a hand or voice. And with her, there was an almost unspoken thing. Maybe it was the others that she passed, but regardless they have had a tendency to leave pass in silence. If you don’t bother them, then they don’t bother you, right? Well… Only certain circles, but she knew those circles. She knew of the loan shark, but she always kept her nose to herself, and he left her alone as she never bothered his business and he never bothered hers. Maybe it was in case she was a prospect customer, maybe it was just unnecessary to cross their paths, or that they just had nothing for each other to waste their time and energy for. But as Raz rounded the corner to cross through his business’s location, they only shared a passing glance, knowing expressions that something was amiss in their complicated haven from her presence and the noise of the people behind her wake. At least she wasn’t the only one that could tell. She was hoping her slipped worked, or at least deterred the hunched being off her tail. She didn’t want to spend her whole afternoon trying to lose him. Nothing ever went to how she hoped unless it involved her needle or other work. She was beginning to go back to a lesiured pace when she heard the familiar steps grow to echo in the alley. Ugh. Wonderful. She didn’t even bother to look back as her legs stretched to bring the brisk walk back. It bothered the woman how much someone couldn’t take the hint of stop following me. She was fully prepared if he keeps up to scare him off. This was a woman with no patience for this, she was never the one that needed saving since the incident with a bear when she was just really grasping her survivalist skills. And she wasn’t to be mess with either after that very same incident either. She had no problem remind people that she may not start anything with anyone she couldn’t finish, she’d also doesn’t take anyone’s annoyances. She didn’t care if his intentions were good or his plan was to try and poke at her calves to steal her money, he’ll eat the bottom of her dust coated sandal for his chase if he keeps it up for too long or gets too close. She had better things to do, like her other jobs or just go home for a bit, so on. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]unlike pluto - sin circus
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]she hecking gearing to fite [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
|
Jul 13, 2019 21:33:37 GMT
Post by Razivia Tichy on Jul 13, 2019 21:33:37 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ “You ask too many questions.” She said bluntly, without a tone that said if she’s annoyed or intrigued. But admittedly she didn’t know his purposes for asking. It could have been a defiant curiosity out of a guardian of some sort telling him to keep his nose to himself and to keep his tail out of this place, something that would have been probably something. Or it could have been genuine care that allowed him to still stand there without a second thought about what place could do to him. Regardless, most would see it all as invasive. Even she felt that thought trickle in her mind. Maybe a year has been turning her no different than the rest that resided here. It was kind of the cursed mindset that came with the territory. A small huff came out of her as she stared down at him for a moment longer. “Come. The station will be a while before something shows up. I rather not stand out here and answer anything. It would bring too much attention.” It wasn’t like she’d kill him for his curiosity as some would. And some might take offensive she helped someone that was an outsider, that didn’t live their shared experience. Not that she, in her own way, wasn’t an outsider too. Just the longer you stay, it seems, it brings you closer to the uncivil manners the rest take on. She wasn’t going to waste telling him he stood out, it was obvious with how easily plucked out he was by two different parties. And she wasn’t going to explain to him that she where was taking him. She didn’t want to give him time to think of anything to try. Just in case she needed to put him down just like the hooligans that attacked him. But she somehow doubted that as he seemed to not be the type to lash out without reason from seeing how he was standing with those that grabbed him up. Even with a good reason he held back. There was a soft roll of her shoulders as she adjusted the bolts of fabric slung behind her, thumping against each other at the shifting. She had no problem hauling all that she did as she led the man through the tired, decayed streets and alleyways. Subtle twists of her ears carefully listening for something else beyond them. Just in case they got attention or something along the way, who knows. She never trusted anything too much with only being here a year. “What is your name?” She asked, but her flattening tone more than likely made it sound like a demand. But she’s rather have something to call this person before they found her doorstep among other things. Plus it would be a fair trade if he’s going to be drilling questions at her so his foolish adventure wasn’t empty-handed. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"] Rhyme
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]k/ flay - can't sleep
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]boop [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
|
Jun 22, 2019 20:13:18 GMT
Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 22, 2019 20:13:18 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ It came as a rhythm after a while. Things were okay, fine. It wasn’t like the person still breathing on her work table was dying moments ago. The groan caused her to pause as she slowly decided that was a good sign. Dead people didn’t make noises. She didn’t believe otherwise even if the world that Eos brought on wasn’t always purely simple. Between her mind’s chant and clearing off the worst of the staining off herself, she was able to actually think less about failure and take her time in making sure the sutures she planted into his skin her better than the last. It was nice having her nerve back as she was able to back burner the idea of having to deal with a body instead. No instead it was having her fingertips tap their way out of the needle to keep from pricking herself as she’s done so many times before when she learned to stitch the first time. The woman didn’t envy him one bit, not only for nearly dying, but having to be so… aware while she worked. She didn’t even have so much as a simple pain killer in her shop. She saw no need for that, but luck or karma or… something of that nature just had to play against her in rather odd ways. But who’s to say really that was for the better or worse. Everything works out how it’s supposed to be, sometimes. Albeit it’s willed that way more times than not, conflicting that idea. But such as life. It was all in all a conflicting idea. Her eyes flicked up when she heard his voice, weak. Well, not exactly weak, but it was clear to her that he was still not completely okay. Not that was too surprising to her. What did was that he was already speaking, all too used to the idea that people would just want to rest in silence after such an ordeal. There was no doubt in her mind that he was attacked, or at least was in some kind of fight. Him asking her name did make her raise a light brow before her eyes were back on her the patchwork she was doing. “Razivia.” She just stated plainly, to the point. She wasn’t really expecting thanks or anything in return. She didn’t expect anything. Really, she was only doing what she’d want from another if she was in the same shape, even though most the world rolled to another path. “What about you?” She mumbled out as she returned her attention to piecing together his skin, ears twitching now and then, almost like subtle cringes at his predicament. It almost felt off to her though, to have such an exchange while she worked on fixing him up. Raz wasn’t particularly a conversationalist at the best of times. But it didn’t seem right giving her name to not know who will be knowing hers, as he doesn’t seem as out of it as he was moments ago. But she’d take this over having someone dead at her doorstep. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]chase holfelder - blackbird
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]boop [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
|
Jun 21, 2019 17:53:53 GMT
Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 21, 2019 17:53:53 GMT
Cassiopeia
Well, Razivia isn't a super open book, but she's got nothing to hide. Lil ol Cassie will just have to ask the right questions. But the short answer is that Raz's life isn't normal lol. She's got her own set of problems but I'll save it for the post because it does some cute and harmless, and to me, another harmless way for her to bond with her fellow troupe. She definitely will need it.
I think in this case it's best for you to start unless you really rather I start. Since I mean, it's Cassie coming to Raz. Just... don't kick down her door with all the plushies. Raz got enough door problems as is. ;;; |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
|
Jun 21, 2019 17:45:02 GMT
Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 21, 2019 17:45:02 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ She didn’t mind the first few moments. No, her mind was trying to look around at what was being offered among pop up shops, stores without signs that were set up at odd spots, using the decay of their home to their advantage. Some was setup on a slow crumbling pillar, a building with an open door but a sort of bouncer guarding the day and selectively allowing people in, another just sitting in the corner of an alley on a carpet rolled out and sitting watch over their hoard as people peered. Some hawked for attention, some gave a passing glance. It was simply the surroundings she was too familiar with. It’s why it took her barely a minute to pick up on the sound of the same footsteps casting behind her. Razivia hardly had the issue picking up such a thing as her ear twitched back towards him. It wasn’t like she carried a cadence in her step. Her mind slowly switch gears as the seconds ticked by and the steps kept trying to mirror hers and she became hyper aware of her follower. Why would anyone follow her? It was foolish thing because if it stays just him, well… She can handle a singular person if he was planning to jump her for her money. The woman knew her home, as pissed as she was over the state of it all. And she was no fool, she made sure anyone that tried to toy with her knew that. And she was going to have to add this one to that list. Especially since now she just wanted to tuck her hard earnings out of her clothes and into the floorboards of her house. Or better yet, retreat to the safety of the shop she kept. She’d have to shake him before that. She refused to lead someone that was so willing to follow her to anything that was her safety nets. Especially her home. She cares too much about what or rather who was there to be so foolish. Moments more and there was a topaz eye rolling over her shoulder to see what sorry sack she’d have to deal with. To her surprise, they were a lot smaller than she was figuring, not realizing the hunch wasn’t part of his natural posture. Regardless, the smaller he appeared didn’t spare him in her mind. This just simply… annoyed her. Another problem. Another complication in her life, as mild as it was, she still planned to cut it out quickly. Her steps started to grow as her attention turn forward as started to work out what she wanted, the way to lose him by slowing him down with the crowd and dipping into a side path. And if that didn’t work, well. Whatever would have to come would come, she thought as started to weave around people as one ear kept tuned to where his scuffing steps was and if it was fading. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]gorillaz - andromeda
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]the hobbit concerns her [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
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Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 17, 2019 4:15:06 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ She wasn’t unfamiliar with the state of things. The decrepit buildings holding god knows what in this street. And the people handling the goods go from rough cutthroats all too savvy brokers, starved for the cash their goods throw in lumps upon their laps. Stolen, pried from cold hands, or dug up from some lost culture to Eos’ massive growth. There was something for everyone. And she can’t say she hasn’t used the services of these shady folks. The one that can’t or won’t go gather their own fetch, she’s worked with when she’s not in her own shop. Or if not them, she was not above grabbing something that seemed valuable on her ventures. Razivia wasn’t keen on the strong opinions of those outside it on the black market. To her underneath it all, people were merely doing all they could to survive. She couldn’t wrong them for what they’re doing, even if their relics are a bit… scalping in price. But it all had a purpose here. People hired people like her to gather whatever the hell they wanted. Illegal or not. That money paid her. Paid themselves. Paid their prison sentence off for their rather untasteful practices according to those in the government. But what can one really expect any of them to do when everything about Fersen was well… unsavory. They had to find their own bone to gnaw somehow, right? That’s what the standoffish woman told herself. What choices did anyone here have being as that never have or will be given a chance. Even herself. It why the mutant moved down the streets, just barely freshened from her home. She had goods to turn over and it was good money. That was exactly what was on her agenda for returning to her shop to work on pieces to sell. She had gathered some items she knew would peek some’s interest and she was down to strike the deals for some cash. It all went to saving so her grandmother may know the luxury of the other districts. The mass of off-white hair flitted this and that way around her, wild from a fresh wash. She dipped in and out of the shady crowd seeking out who would give her a fair dollar for her work of recovery and tossing away that said work the moment that happened. A lot more than she expected, as she shifted it in her fingers before passing it in a pouch in the safety of her loose clothing, layered away in it’s wrapping. She decided to browse as she made the slow stroll back to her shop, as it gave her an idea what people looked for in their items, and who knows. Maybe she can nab something precious for her grandmother at home to enjoy. It also allowed her some… distance from shifty hands and reckless faces. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]lily allen - sheezus
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]minding her own biz [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
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Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 16, 2019 6:03:53 GMT
Raimell Windsor
Ooooh, that would be interesting. I feel like Raz, in general, is something of a sore thumb for Eos. Not overly, but she's not some that probably fits the common look. Her app height doesn't include the ears she's rocking, so she's fairly tall when including them. She sticks out fashion-wise too because she has a habit of preferring desert-like styling over what would be common dress until she's gotta bundle up more. And well, you know. Being a seamstress, she probably doesn't look like she lives in rags like some around her (that don't earn her favor to help them.). Regardless there is a lot to pick her out from.
But she definitely would be aggravated by someone following her. And she would make sure to lose them before going home or her shop. How she does that will be another matter entirely. Depends on his persistence and how annoyed she gets, but this could be very entertaining because he will have some feathers to smooth with her before she plays nice. Might charge him more for the inconvenience or some very rough-handed advice to not stalk someone in Fersen. Or someone that's lived outside of Eos and very aware of monsters stalking about for their next meal when she's hunting down her family's. I'd love to see him talk his way out and attempting to calm her down. |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
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Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 15, 2019 5:28:13 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ She couldn't believe him. The expression was even more deadpan than her neutral expression gave at this man that thanked her and didn’t dip away as she warned him to. She was expecting him to bid goodbye to his curiosity right then. Maybe she spared him too soon for the fear to sink in. “I’m not them, that’s why.” She stated plainly. Of course not. She wasn’t born here. Raz didn’t have to see the daily horrors for the last twenty-six years. That would certainly warp one's perception on its own. And she was of the age to pull against the temptation harder than those that were raised among this hell. She shifted her weight on her feet as she looked at him, her expression probably seeming incredulous. A fool. Curiosity or idiocy. It didn’t matter, this man was a total fool. “Your guess is as good as mine. I am not from here.” She said. It wasn’t a lie. Razivia was only here for a year. This didn’t mean she didn’t have… ideas. There was plenty of causes. The biggest she’d love to see crumble. Even to the means of… death of those in power. They deserve to understand the bitterness that Fersen has put in her mouth with Eso. It was proclaimed a paradise. But Fersen was its unspoken hell. And if she just tells him, he’d scamper off so she didn’t have to do glorified babysitting. It was a theory. Fat chance, but it was worth it, right. “... But my guess is those that hold power and turn blind eyes to Fersen.” Razivia's fridged tone, natural cadence, still chilled all her words. They certainly were the biggest problem. The 2nd would be broken ass men like this man just had the pleasure of meeting. They wouldn’t be like that though if they didn’t witness from kids. In all, the main source in her eyes was the leaders that, well… Sucked at their very title. Not that she would ever claim to be better than anyone else, but certainly they need a smacked into the very shit they created for the people of Fersen, that they’ve been stewed in. “Is that all? In case you forgot, it's not safe.” She rather not have to stand there, carrying a conversation in the street that would easily mince them if it wasn’t someone she knew how to handle well. She was built well, but she was hardly beyond natural state of things. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"] Rhyme
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]tezatalks - war (unplugged)
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]sorry she's cold, she'll chill in a min [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
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Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 15, 2019 4:35:16 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ The calm that washed her body never came until she the makeshift washcloth and needle in hand, bent over her workbench as she would be despite the disturbing sight of blood pooling and running in rivulets every which direction it could find. That calm only washed on her because the needle in her fingers was a familiar feeling. She can do this. This is fine. It was her specialty, after all, sewing. It was just a macabre fabric for her to think of as she bore focus into work. Razivia was silent as to took to the wounds as she could see were the worst as she patted away blood, threading him close as closely to sutures as she could to her knowledge. She could only hope it was good enough to spare a life as she felt how different it was to stitch skin from cloth. She was focused, finishing a wound and keeping the string taught, knotted and clipped, when the hand grabbed her wrist. If it wasn’t for her already being startled since she discovered him at her door and if she was more easily spooked, it could have been guessed she would have flown out her skin. Even if there was barely strength in that tug as he brought her attention to a wound that she was worried about for last. She merely blinked over at him to see him looking already more aware than moments ago. She took a moment to make sure she still had plenty of line before she went to work where he directed her. She could only assume he knew something she didn’t. Then again, he could be delirious, but she was no doctor to argue truly. She just knew to work. And to work in this case was to make sure everything was closed up and that he still wasn’t close to a death bed anymore. She kept lacing him closed through all her racing thoughts that debated if she was truly helping or making things worse. Well… It couldn’t really get worse, could it? Dying is pretty high up there on the worse things that could happen. But that did all depend on the circumstance. She kept her focus on the wounds though. Making sure all the closed tight, free of blood and whatever else could have gotten in them. She didn’t leave anything unchecked. If it wasn’t superficial then she makes sure it was met with the thread. Even to go as far to nudge him up enough to check his back, that she wasn’t missing anything before she slumped back in her seat, the creak of its aged wood being the first noise she truly hears and acknowledges since his tapping. It was all a piercing ring in her fresh memory. She felt the blood rush inside herself slow, color returning to her from her grim work as she tensed and rushed. She didn’t even realize she had paled till she saw the skin of her arms slowly warm between the swipes of blood on them. Things are fine, she told herself mentally as she returned her gaze to her impromptu first patient. Hopefully, the only patient. He’s going to be fine, she told her mind as she dipped her arms in the bucket nearby, chilled water freeing her from the mess that wasn’t spared her work area. Cooling and calming her, ground herself as she wiped the tinted water off her skin. The panic rolled away with it as her nature expression returned with the tossing away of now wasted cloth. But such trivial in the scope of everything. It was just more work for Raz to deal with before she could slip back home herself. She definitely couldn’t leave the shop in this state, even if her strange company survives. She had to be sure of that, as she moved to peer over him once more. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]phantogram - run run blood
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]And the calm returns [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
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Seamstress
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Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 15, 2019 2:09:13 GMT
Cassiopeia
It is a rather unorthodox request, but a fellow Grimm is allowed to come to her for whatever their needs may be if she can actually help. Both with her hunting, silence skills and her needle and thread. She'd definitely try her best to put the fluffy things together. And she can fix up the doll's clothes, or remake them entirely if it's too much of a hassle to her to fix. She certainly wouldn't say a word about the ordeal since she wouldn't see it as important info for the Troupe or just in general. And it would be favor with no need of a return favor. Raz doesn't ask for anything in return unless she feels she needs to, but that's ultimately rare. Especially if you're paying.
But I do sort of foresee Raz looking at Cassie as an interesting person. Just... Perplexed at her situation. Raz's family have prolonged lifetimes, but nothing immortalizing. And to be stuck as a younger person would be a predicament to her. I am down for this thread of just chatting, mundane, so they get to know each other and feel out where things will lead them. But I don't doubt Raz will get along with her no problem. Well, maybe minus her critical language. Raimell Windsor
Well, interestingly enough Razivia is playing surgeon in another thread she has so lol. Definitely not her career path but look. She's not going to leave someone dying on her doorstep of her shop. Her grandma raised her better.
Jokes and other threads aside, you are correct. Raz does both reside and works out of Fersen. She's only moved to the city a year ago roughly. So it's where the city shuffled her to with her grandmother in seeking a more settled life while her grandmother finishes her final years. So she's a little... bitter about the ordeal since she was just hoping for something quiet and all.
I certainly see the first on working out the best. She's maybe a covert and a silent mover, but she's a hard woman to miss. Not considering the ears on her head, she is a tall ass lady. Unless she's trying to hide, you'll see her. I mean, if you're looking. And I'm just laughing if you do wanna go the route of messes, Raz is going to get a rep of a rescuer, which I mean, she's fine with. Well, sort of. She's indifferent. Just don't bother her at every turn about every little thing. But to me, it's quite comical because it is in her nature to save people despite you know. Her affiliation. But more power to her in covering that affiliation for her covert work. She does need to be the most unassuming thing in the world.
Anyways, I think the black market adventure would be interesting. A few in the area have learned to not mess with her after a break-in and entering to her shop happened. It was not pretty and she has no problem with being the tough gal. She'd hard to tempt after a rescue because she'd be like ugh amature basically and try to shoo him off. But she's not impossible to do so. Bumping into her shop might be easier, maybe mistake in identity of the place. She's not usually overly talkative, but it would be easy to observe she has a lot of same interests. She's always working on something and over tea to boot. But I do think they'd be interesting to see to interact. I mean, she's unaffected by harsh words so, might be refreshing to him to just be able to speak as he would without someone flipping out. |
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Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 9, 2019 22:05:46 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ She stood there, carefully calulated the band of people that approached this smaller counterpart. He stood in every way. They can sense in everyway, them and her, that he wasn’t from here and didn’t belong among them. They all knew he was about to be eatten alive in some shape or form. They didn’t care that he had money, but they would gladly yank whatever is on him. And then some. They were hungry for pain and suffering but not for themselves, but to inflict. They needed to let this outsider crumble in their eyes to sate themselves. “Oh, of course. But we got nothing to trade for that.” One said as another held out a hand for the money it to be passed over. An all-too-knowing smile was being surfaced on another’s face. “We only have trouble to offer, you know.” And that statement was enough for her to encroach on. They were starting to push him, hard, to pin him to the wall. And she wasn’t about to be a do-nothing bystander in this situation. Her silenced steps made all the easier to surprise them, to be unannounced as the biggest one of them. He was cruelly smiling down on the smaller, ready to do more damage than just his pockets. But the slender frame came behind him, tall ears poking above him, claw-like nails instantly digging into the hair and drawn back arm to immediately stagger the surprised man away, a howl ripping from him over her equally harsh action. “If you don’t want more trouble, I would recommend you and your lot walk away.”There was a freeze among those among them. She hardly knew them, but they have heard of her at least. It wasn’t like the actions at her shop where really that quiet. Quite the contrary, many heard how pissed she was when she caught the good-for-nothings riffling in her work and earnings, ruining things she spent hours on. There were murmurs among those that she didn’t have her claws in. She let those little shits live, but not without scarring them with her hidden rage, and it apparently was spread among the community. Good. They’ll leave her alone for a good while. “... Fine. ugh… Leave ‘em, just let me the fuck go.” He was growling in his embarrassment that the woman was more than they wanted to mess with for the day, even if she was weighted with supplies. She didn’t let go without turning the man to his party and booting him away with a solid kick in his lower back. She watched them slink back their hole in the wall, the alley being their net of safety from her maybe, but it wasn’t truly. Her attention snapped to the man at the wall a smooth face other than a light brow that was arched. “You better wonder back where it’s safe. This isn’t like the rest of the districts.” She said with a tone of awful familiarity. It wasn’t tamable in her eyes. The ground here needed healing beyond any belief and even then, there was questionable doubt in her that anyone in the seats of power capable of that sort of healing. She didn’t know what to do with her rescue, but if he didn’t listen, she’d make him listen. She wouldn’t be much to scruff and carry off to the boundaries of safety but… She rather not waste the damn time when she needed to be going to her shop, setting her supplies before going to see if her grandmother was still safe in their home. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"] Rhyme
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]k. flay - slow march
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]he is smol to her [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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Seamstress
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Post by Razivia Tichy on Jun 8, 2019 22:15:48 GMT
Iocus Devir
Awesome! I am down for that too. If you wanna start a thread (can be a mission if you want to do two birds in one stone) for them, I would eternally grateful! |
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Post by Razivia Tichy on May 31, 2019 1:34:03 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ She was tirelessly at work. Tread and needle in steady hands, wild isabelline strands tied high on her crown and wrapped. She couldn’t tolerate it in her face as she pieced together the fabrics she worked on. She kept the door tightly locked at these times, where she was too focused on a piece and couldn’t trust whatever ruffian that may enter while her attention was consumed. If they needed her attention bad enough, one could simply knock. Since, well, locals learn of what happens when kicking in her door. Over, under, tighten. Centimeter forward, a mere fraction back, then forward again. Rinse and repeat till she needed to retire the length of thread for a freshly waxed one to keep the garment going. Silken fabric passed over her fingers and oiled light flooded her vision. She almost in a trance of working herself when the rattling doorknob, freezing as she intently listened. It wasn’t unusual for people to try an unlocked door and move on. And she wasn’t about to raise herself from her work to be greeted by nothing on the other side. Tap tap. Tap taptap. Tap. tap… The sound made her ears twitch till she was pulling herself away from her work for the odd sound still carrying on at her doorstep of her home away from home, the shop she spent most her time in. A slow slide of the bolt holding the door and it was pushed itself open with barely a twist of her hand on the knob. She was surprised at first until she realized the reason it popped open so easily was the bloody mess of a man there that took her attention next. In all the hells she imagined coming to her door, it wasn’t someone clinging their life that ever came to her mind. Mostly because people seemed to be the type to just… finish their work. She was only staring in her shock before she putting herself into motion. She reached down and hefted off the ground, dragging him up to carry him. It wasn’t effortless, but she didn’t have so much struggle that she couldn’t kick the door closed behind her and bring him to her workbench. She was no doctor. She knew this. But the chances of finding someone in time was well… bleak from his general state of being. And she did know quite a bit about sewing. It wasn’t going to be great. It wouldn’t be perfect, but if she worked fast enough she would have at least saved something. She didn’t know if what he got was deserved. She didn’t know enough. But she wasn’t someone to just witness. Actions were louder than any words she’d have as she grabbed a needle that was unused and grabbed the thread she had on hand the closest to suture. Her mind was racing, scattered though as her hands grabbed for the shears, her outward cool remained as she grasped for what her mind demanded for. This was her first time dealing with an injured person, but never so closely. Her family, her traveler family had a dedicated doctor of sorts. She’d fetch the buckets of water sometimes. Bucket. Cloth. Water. She tore the scissors rather roughly through a chunk of her fabrics, fraying it some and all too big to be a washcloth, but it will do. She grabbed her dying bucket, dipped it hastily into the basin for clear water before bringing everything with her to the table he was left on. It felt like minutes, but it was just seconds that seemed to drag on. “Hold still. It’s not about to feel any better.” Was all she could say to him, whether he was still with it or not before she was bringing the scissors to the shirt to stitch at him freely. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤
[attr="class","vacantmovert"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]🎧 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]broods - conscious
[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]she tryin' to be mr. fix it she hopes [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
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Post by Razivia Tichy on May 27, 2019 4:11:52 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ Everything was old and tired here, this part of the city. It was only aged from years of abuse, by aged from the hells it had to see daily. Day in, day out. The world here was utterly different than the one she was used to seeing. Then again, her world was a secluded one in the wide-open world, a world abandoned by those that swarmed the city. Not that she could hardly say she was much better. She moved here to distance herself from the nomadic life she once kept, but her pride of it still ran rich in her blood. But it didn’t change the beast that was Fersen. Fersen’s nature is why she rarely left her grandmother home alone. Why she carried a blade tucked tightly into her clothing. She’s seen far too much in a year to believe there was any good, not in this side of the city. But this was where people like her are sent, the migrants that were seeking their own piece of refuge in a magic paradise that well… she always knew it didn’t exist. The tales from the old woman’s tongue would never allow her to believe this place utterly change even though people spoke highly of Eso. It was corrupted from the first twisted blade. She merely wanted to have a relaxing life with her grandma, till she passed, then she had no idea what she’d be doing next. But it was to that woman she owed her conviction, even if means unsavory dealings. Someone had to something before the beasts that allowed so much to befall people who were innocent bystanders. Not everyone had the power to overthrow something. Not on their own. And she, well, she was one of them that knew she had the backbone to stand in their stead, misplaced or not. Regardless, she kept her business with the Troupe as silent as her steps. Especially since she wasn’t on their dime at the moment. No, she was on her own. She had been coming back into Fersen from much friendlier faces and kinder dealers for supplies for her shop. She kept a few bolts of fabric rolled to her back with leather strap and her bag in hand filled with needles and thread, in tins to keep them safely inside. She could have easily grabbed the train back, but she trusted her legs far more than the shuttling with plenty of nervous or shady folk. Not she entirely blamed everyone that lived or had to come into Fersen. The place was it’s own hellscape. On days like this, she wore her light-weight desert clothing to spare herself from the heat, cooling her from the sun’s brilliance as spring darted this way and that in temperature. On her path in was when she caught a glimpse of it, the sound hitting her ears a half a second faster of something happening in an opening of an alley and she turned to observe at first, to know what was exactly happening before she’d approach. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"] Rhyme
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AGE
26
GENDER
Female
FACTION
Grimm Troupe
OCCUPATION
Seamstress
UNSORTED
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May 23, 2019 16:54:32 GMT
Post by Razivia Tichy on May 23, 2019 16:54:32 GMT
[attr="class","vacantwraprt"] [attr="class","vacantborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantbordertwort"] [attr="class","vacantpatternrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]My mother told me
that the world has got it's plans. I wanna hold 'em 'til | [attr="class","vacantholderrt"] [attr="class","vacantlyricsrt"]they burn right
through my hands
Don't ask me questions
cause I'm tired
of confessing
And I know that
it's not much
to say but I
swear that I'd
like to change
| [attr="class","vacantspacert"] [attr="class","vacantpostrt"] [attr="class","vacantdecort"]☼ Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Sed egestas volutpat sapien, vel facilisis eros vulputate vitae. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; Proin et sem quis leo tempus lacinia. Cras varius aliquam risus sed pellentesque. Proin iaculis augue at mi fringilla condimentum. Nulla facilisi. Morbi mollis commodo eros pulvinar imperdiet. Maecenas ante lorem, dapibus dictum nulla non, fringilla egestas urna. Aenean vel pulvinar orci. Etiam suscipit nisi at tristique pellentesque. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; In gravida facilisis commodo. Morbi eu suscipit odio. Nulla sit amet arcu vel enim bibendum mollis a nec mauris. Vestibulum varius egestas nisl eu tincidunt. Integer mattis neque ipsum, interdum sodales urna pharetra in. Duis erat purus, dignissim eu quam at, molestie dignissim lectus. Phasellus ligula justo, volutpat ut sem nec, luctus feugiat elit. Sed dignissim urna sit amet leo posuere varius. Duis sit amet lobortis elit, vitae fringilla turpis. Ut facilisis nisl id tempus malesuada. Nulla tempus ante ac felis tincidunt vehicula. Sed eu metus sit amet nunc lacinia congue. Ut odio felis, dapibus id ante quis, faucibus adipiscing ante. Nunc quis tortor non nisl semper vulputate sed vel libero. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; Nulla pharetra, mi eget dignissim suscipit, libero dui sagittis dui, et egestas erat risus ac orci. Sed a lectus neque. Vivamus a arcu varius risus blandit molestie et vel libero. Nullam suscipit erat non ultricies blandit. Phasellus lacus velit, porttitor ac ligula euismod, bibendum ultrices nisi. Sed lorem turpis, convallis consectetur nisi vitae, luctus tincidunt nunc. Ut fringilla, massa sit amet sodales laoreet, augue risus vestibulum nisi, ac venenatis magna diam vestibulum turpis. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Sed egestas volutpat sapien, vel facilisis eros vulputate vitae. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; Proin et sem quis leo tempus lacinia. Cras varius aliquam risus sed pellentesque. Proin iaculis augue at mi fringilla condimentum. Nulla facilisi. Morbi mollis commodo eros pulvinar imperdiet. Maecenas ante lorem, dapibus dictum nulla non, fringilla egestas urna. Aenean vel pulvinar orci. Etiam suscipit nisi at tristique pellentesque. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; In gravida facilisis commodo. Morbi eu suscipit odio. Nulla sit amet arcu vel enim bibendum mollis a nec mauris. Vestibulum varius egestas nisl eu tincidunt. Integer mattis neque ipsum, interdum sodales urna pharetra in. Duis erat purus, dignissim eu quam at, molestie dignissim lectus. Phasellus ligula justo, volutpat ut sem nec, luctus feugiat elit. Sed dignissim urna sit amet leo posuere varius. Duis sit amet lobortis elit, vitae fringilla turpis. Ut facilisis nisl id tempus malesuada. Nulla tempus ante ac felis tincidunt vehicula. Sed eu metus sit amet nunc lacinia congue. Ut odio felis, dapibus id ante quis, faucibus adipiscing ante. Nunc quis tortor non nisl semper vulputate sed vel libero. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; Nulla pharetra, mi eget dignissim suscipit, libero dui sagittis dui, et egestas erat risus ac orci. Sed a lectus neque. Vivamus a arcu varius risus blandit molestie et vel libero. Nullam suscipit erat non ultricies blandit. Phasellus lacus velit, porttitor ac ligula euismod, bibendum ultrices nisi. Sed lorem turpis, convallis consectetur nisi vitae, luctus tincidunt nunc. Ut fringilla, massa sit amet sodales laoreet, augue risus vestibulum nisi, ac venenatis magna diam vestibulum turpis. | [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]👤 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]@tagged
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[attr="class","vacantmove2rt"] [attr="class","vacanttabrt"] [attr="class","vacanttabhovrt"] [attr="class","vacanttokenrt"]💬 [attr="class","vacanttabtextrt"]words [attr="class","vacantimgborderrt"] [attr="class","vacantimgrt"] |
[googlefont=Gruppo][googlefont=Mallanna][googlefont=Bilbo][newclass=.vacantwraprt] --vacantAccent1: #d18c60; --vacantAccent2: #dd4f1a;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantwraprt]background-color: #030303; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.5%, 100% 175%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantborderrt]background-color: #252525; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 92.7%, 100% 176%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 17px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantbordertwort]background-color: #373737; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-1% 92.6%, 100% 174%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); padding: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpatternrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/bMCBmn.png); -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-2.5% 94.3%, 100% 177%, 100% 0%, -100% 0%);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantholderrt]position: relative; left: 8px; top: -30px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-family: Bilbo; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 5px; text-align: center;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantlyricsrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmovert]position:relative; left:56px; top:-14px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantmove2rt]position:relative; left:112px; top:-28px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt]position:relative;z-index:8; top:-122px; [/newclass][newclass=.vacanttokenrt]height:24px;width:24px;font-size:20px;text-align:center;margin-top:-4px;color:var(--vacantAccent2);[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabhovrt]background-color:#000;height:200px;width:24px;left:-3px;top:164px;position:absolute;z-index:14;transition: 0.5s linear;-webkit-transition: 0.5s linear;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabrt:hover .vacanttabhovrt]top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt]transform: rotate(-90deg) translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%);line-height:1;width:175px;position:relative;top: 50%;left: 50%; text-align:center;font-size:8px; color:#999;[/newclass][newclass=.vacanttabtextrt a]font-size:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgborderrt]background-color: #000000; height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); clip-path: polygon(-9% 91.5%, 115% 175%, 105% -30%, -30% 0%); padding: 6px; position: relative; left: -13px; top: 43px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1); box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px 1px var(--vacantAccent1);z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantimgrt]background-image: url(https://k.nickpic.host/BcOTMz.png); height: 200px; width: 150px; -webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%); clip-path: polygon(0% 80.5%, 100% 151%, 100% 0%, 0% 0%);position:relative;z-index:15;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantspacert]background-color: #141414; height: 500px; margin: -2px 18px 3px 5px; padding: 6px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt]background-color: #141414; color: #999999; font-family: Mallanna; font-size: 12px; height: 476px; line-height: 11px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt b]color: var(--vacantAccent2); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt i]color: var(--vacantAccent1); font-size: 13px;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar] width: 8px; border: 0px; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0)!important;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb] background-color: var(--vacantAccent1); border: 2px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantpostrt::-webkit-scrollbar-track] background-color: #373737!important; border: 3.4px solid #141414;[/newclass][newclass=.vacantdecort]color: var(--vacantAccent2); float: right; font-size:56px; height:50px; padding: 6px 14px 2px 2px; margin-bottom:-9px; text-align: center; transform: translateX(10%) translateY(20%); width: 50px;[/newclass] |
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