✦【 Bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites you bites y — 】 

  Where I come from, monsters would do the same — if not worse. ✦【 Gaze glassy for a moment, the memory flahes before ; how brutal, how cruel such beasts were. Cahara's body aches for a mere second ; damn that dungeon, the cell, and all else. 】 . . . You're a lizardman, yeah ?  

MIDAS✦ Anyways I hope you've all enjoyed my first day as Cahara, not new to this muse type, but I wrote in this verse back before it existed proper on Bsky 💔 Glad to see writers now however !! I've enjoyed banters thus far I'm likely to sleep soon tho. Gn !

MIDAS✦ Raine look away this is cahara spoilers

  ✦【 Thoughts cease near instant — coy demeanor replaced with evident surprise. 】 ✦ ❝ 𝑬𝒉𝒆 — .ᐣ ❞ ✦【 Was it the outfit that that gave way his place here ? The accent ? Tables turned, the suspicions now met, if only faintly. There was a kindness in her voice now, yet . . . 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 . . . 】 

  . . . ✦【 His own hit taken after, a simple puff ; best to keep low supplies stockpiled, used as much as they could be. His demeanor relaxes — shoulders drooping, grip on his blade far softer, yet still, there lie those scolding eyes. 】  

  ✦ ❝ Thought it'd help with soreness, you know ? ❞ ✦【 Arms lifted in playful defense, an attempt was made — better than prior. Yet, kindness was no strongsuit, and it lie littered in messied thoughts. Corners of the mind a dark and ever darker, with scrawled, rushing thoughts taking place. 】 

  ✦【 . . . Despair. Trapped within the mind, memories resurfaced, an uncomfortable reality — it's familiar. Stomach churns for a second ; she was not like them. 】 ✦【 Souls damned to the battlefield, or those who's souls were twisted in the dungeon. No, there was hesitation clear — eyes of a  

MIDAS✦ Guh. Mildly annoying to edit but

  ✦【 That's when there's a visible grimace — the sound of the dead snapping long fell on deaf ears, yet the living ? Tongue sticks out, brows furrowed ; no fun this was now, 】 ✦ ❝ Come on, what a bore. If I 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕, I may have an herb— however, you seemed to have taken care of your, eh, issue. ❞ 

 It's not me who started this, okay ? ✦【 Talking. All this talking done. Evident panic, this monster far lesser than most battled against— still, cursed scimitar is clenched, his methodology changes. 】 ✦【 The mercenary approaches. Slow. Fox-like motions replaced with a soldier's intensity, 】 

  ✦ ❝ Ehe — am I not allowed to have a nervous response ? ❞ ✦【 Callous was the response, fox - like demeanor ever present — every motion, every step closer, sly ; an evident scumbag the man was . . . Still, he play harmless. 】 ✦ ❝ I think asking you if you were okay was nice, was it not ? ❞  

  ✦ ❝ I never did claim to be a nice person now, did I ? ❞ ✦【 A tilt of his head, a simple reply made, 】 ✦ ❝ Besides, I didn't insult. I merely commented on the situation, okay ? ❞  

  ✦【 There is no flinch at her insult, no anger, nor even an ounce of respect — cold indifference by a man who'd seen it all. 】 You drew an axe at me. ✦【 Tone lies flat, playfulness now gone. A glance towards the prosthetic, only to be met again. 】 Do you not expect retaliation ?  

  ✦【 Surprised for a second — stifled laugh that errupts to a quick cackle, 】 Taken quite the trip I see — hopefully didn't bust something. ✦【 He could in theory help her up. But that required effort. 】  

MIDAS✦ Ok i live, take this doodle wup that was intended as a warm up

  I have an idea, it is reckless. It is stupid. But it may work.  

MIDAS✦ I've got hit with some uh. bad news, so if activity is sporadic or kind of intense / nonstop, yeah. My hypergraphia is gonna be set off hard.

  ✦【 Hate — it sethes from their eyes, betraying such simple disguised ; firey and hot as if brimstone. A grimace, lips tight, yet, such wrath was familiar amidst experiences in the Dungeons of Fear and Hunger. 】 ✦ ❝ . . . Pray tell — are you one of the followers of the Sulfur God ? ❞  

  𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐈𝐎 .  

  𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 .  

Cahara ⠀⠀✦. 26 years old. Soul of the Endless ; born early January. ⠀⠀✦. He / They | Transmasc Portrayal. ⠀⠀✦. Bisexual | Greyromantic, fem lean. ⠀⠀✦. Married, albeit, his relationship status is complicated. Open status, however.

MIDAS✦ You know I'm in deep when I'm actually starting to paint again Very useful for a commission I gotta return to ( I was SO rusty ) , but if I'm slow, I'm doing art ! Other starters a bit later, and I may open up sketch coms proper soon,,

Cahara of the South — born in the regions of Jettaiah, Eastern Sanctuaries, the holy lands of the Ascended God, All-merr. Born not a man of wealth, rather, the bastard son of a prostitute, he'd be abandoned not long after. Due to this, he led a rather difficult and sly life —

  ✦【 A brow arched — a hand reaches, hesitant for only a second, but taken nonetheless. Vial's opening against his lips, cold glass a comfort, pausing only to answer. 】 ✦ ❝ Ehe, yeah. They do. ` Favors ` for favors, and if that didn't work, I'd lockpick the cells before they could. ❞  

 ✦【 Brows furrow, expressions twisted to a true grimace at the word ` Guard ` , 】 ✦ ❝ . . . I'd rather avoid some of them. Most, if I dare say. ❞ ✦【 Still, he eventually calms himself ; shoulders relax half - way, even at the eeriness of Nosramus, it was better than all else. 】  

  ✦ ❝ Sanity ? In a place like this ? You speak funny words, friend — but . . . at least you can speak. ❞ ✦【 A sly grin — half grimace, yet, no hostility lie in his guise. A bit of exhaustion in dungeons like so, but, there was an air of thankfulness at returned humanity. 】  

  ✦ ❝ Ehe, do you speak of me, perhaps ? Survival of the fittest not quite right — it's the cunning, after all, do tell me how I know. ❞  

MIDAS✦ Char i see u liking my rule about larger writers, you are an exception to the rule

MIDAS✦ Im going to work on Cahara's bio, and even throw in a little twist ✨️ I'll likely do a state where he's early in the dungeon, so not miserable and traumatized

  ✦. sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs ʜᴇʀᴇ !  

  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 .  

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ MARCOH, THE TAINTED SOUL.

⠀ ━━┈ 𝖙𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭. independent portrayal of pavel yudin from 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 & 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 2. #mvrp #fungerrp ⠀

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MIDAS✦ OMG F&H WRITERS HIIII...... don't mind my silly posts on the tl at the moment, I was having fun but 👉👈 I swear I'm lit and veer towards intense / serious writing, but

  ✦ | 𝐂𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 | 「 ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ . 」  

MIDAS✦ Ok u can all repost my pinned now. I was gonna further my hiatus, but my funger fix is too strong If things about recent scenarios comes up again, all I ask if you respect my peace please. I just want it fully dead now

  ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴀs, ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ғɪɴᴇ. ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ, ʀᴀᴛ ɪs ᴀɴ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ 「 ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇxᴛ. 」. ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴏʟᴅ 「 +²¹ 」 . ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ +¹⁸ ʏᴇᴀʀs.  

  𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. ʀᴇɢᴀʀᴅɪɴɢ sʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ; ɪᴛ ɪs ᴏᴋ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴘɪᴄᴋɪᴇʀ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ.  

  ✦【 Sword pulled out, a step back, stance now defensive. Expressions once more silly are steeled in . . . an uncomfortable way, 】 Be glad I don't take your legs now.  

  . . . Ehe —.ᐣ ✦【 Genuinely surprised blink. The smugness returns, brushing it away, 】 Wwell, there's wanted posters all around Rondon, but they can't ever seem to get my nose quite rright. 💧  

  𝐕𝐈𝐈. ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʙ̲ʟ̲ᴜ̲ɴ̲ᴛ̲, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɴ̲ᴇ̲ɢ̲ᴀ̲ᴛ̲ɪ̲ᴠ̲ᴇ̲ ᴇ̲x̲ᴘ̲ᴇ̲ʀ̲ɪ̲ᴇ̲ɴ̲ᴄ̲ᴇ̲s̲ ᴏ̲ғ̲ ɪ̲̲ɢ̲̲ɴ̲̲ᴏ̲̲ʀ̲̲ᴇ̲̲ᴅ̲̲ ʙ̲̲ᴏ̲̲ᴜ̲̲ɴ̲̲ᴅ̲̲ᴀ̲̲ʀ̲̲ɪ̲̲ᴇ̲̲s̲̲.̲̲ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ.  

  Oh no, I'm aware. I was agreeing about being obnoxious. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )  

  𝐕𝐈. ᴍᴜsᴇ ≠ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀs. ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ; 「 TW | GORE / TW END. 」 . ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ.  

  𝐕. ᴀsᴏᴄɪᴀʟ, ᴀʟᴏᴏғ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴄʀɪᴛᴇʀɪᴀ 「 ~⁹⁸% ᴏғ ʙsᴋʏʀᴘ 」 ; ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴄᴜss ᴍɪsᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ɪɴ ᴅᴍs ᴜɴʟᴇss ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.