it curls fingers as if giving up, only to reach out again after the momentary defeat. pushing itself with the help of a tentacle that slide out from the depths of its robe. the being brings itself into the pirate. a grin, or better an attempt at one, on its stitched face. :} “ pirate.. “

theres an odd attentiveness as the divine watches the new cigarette be handled and lit, nose scrunching at the flame used to burn the end. once offered the cigarette it attempts to mimic the way the man had used it. placing the unlit end between lips, holding it there longer than needed. smoke

"There is a secret, I shall take to my grave." - Pendleton, 1888, London ( ♡ + ↻ )

"Mad scientist, bitch! Hahaha!" - Baxter ( ♡ + ↻ )

"My dear, it seems there are some insolent ants who are daring to challenge us." - Overlord Sir Pentious ♡ + ↻

it furrows brows as the other speak, eyes crossing in order to peer at the cigarette purchased on its tongue. with no word or noise it bring the half back into mouth- chewing. the taste really was disgusting, but that is what made the god like it. now, pointing to the rest.

kicking legs. slamming fists on sand. big ahh tantrum over a fish giving it a dirty look. 😔

it blinks with an unknowing nature, tongue lulling out from between sharp sets of teeth; the half of cigarette it bit clean through to obtain now perched on the middle of the muscle. as if this is something to show off. :} soon it beams with an attempt at a prideful smile. pleased with itself.

🥺

:} bump head against pig devil.

curious eyes stare, soon squinting. it opens mouth as it assumes this handed thing is something to bite on. immediately biting the cigarette in half, mouth filling with a taste it is unfamiliar with.

:} offering a handful of bones.

chewing on fish bones.

a choked gasp, hacking and with the harsh patting- not really harsh, but the being was just extremely weak, it spat out a slimy mess of thick saliva and water. slow frog blinking, seconds between each, before lips part to emit a strangled word. “ pirate?— “ it hopes, having a liking for them!

multiple gagging noises escape as the creature expels as much water it could, and once it has ended the soaking wet red-head lift head to see the— pirate? the divine assumes a sea captain, and begins to extend hand out. seeking to reach for the stranger. gurgling whatever was left in throat.

:} 🐙🎉

👎 jackal >:{

maso definitely would never take advantage of anyone ever, and the sea itself believes that entirely. attempting to squeeze closer. “ i missed,, ‘ you, “ little sentiment never hurt.

👍 pig is OK.

the sea is pleased it is getting some positive attention for once, weakened arms shake as they lift from ground to wrap around pigs middle. an attempt at a squeeze is given. 🥺 “ mmmaso— “ biting the front of his suit. 😈

rolls in sand and is completely surprised its covered in sand. 🥀

grumbling noises— eyes subtly rolling. but the welcoming is taken as positive! drags self closer, closer, aaaaand shoves head into devils stomach. :} yay. all wet, getting the pig soaked.

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘴, 𝘐 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴. [ #SonicRP / #OCRP / #MVRP ]

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oh THIS guy again… immediately crawling towards with big eyes. :} gurgling up water.

furrowing brows are the first visual reaction to a question relating to its status, if its heart beats or not. theres an almost eerie calmness that envelops the red-headed divine however, as if theres a moment of truly being seen and pondered about; rather than being feared outright and ran from.

drags self onto shore from the depths. spitting up a seemingly endless amount of water. 💢

drops dead [passed out]. snore 💤

the oncoming conversing was overwhelming, not in a way that the being found too much- but just something it was not accustomed to at the moment. in the past it was quite the talker, but after many lifetimes spent either sealed away or shunned it grew use to the silence. that, and the fact it was

a slow and yet— very confident nod is given as the man asked to ensure the decision, in which the god was more than able to express its choice was solid. fingers drag against the tabletop as it let its gaze fall back down to the menu, claws picking at the lamination- it was odd. something that it

i cant read. :{

a furrowing of thin brows makes way for the expression of displeasure, its gaze darting away as if it had been discovered doing something it shouldnt. truly though, it was. the admittance that this stranger could not drown evoked disappointment in the watery one. in attempts to recover and find

hacks up fish bones. :}

𝕿𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖜𝖆𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 ? 𝕴 𝖘𝖊𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖎𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖊𝖞𝖊... 𝕳𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖋𝖎𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 #AvatarRP • #SciFiRP • #MVRP

"Illusions are the first of pleasures and the sweetest of drugs~" -#MVOC for RP -(N)SFW -Sensitive Topics (Read more Below) -Parody Account -Art by me -NO🔞MINORS🔞(DNF/DNI) -🔁&❤️are greatly appreciated.

From the depths of the sea. The waves it creates. It's the leviathan god of the sea. 🌊a leviathan oc! 🌊mdni 🌊18+content ahead. 🌊❤️&🔁

eyes bore into the depths of helmet as only the subtle tells that the other was still in the moment keep them creature around, with growing interest of course. it seems to seek something that it was willing to wait for. despite the inkling it would take longer than desired to obtain. the god sways

🐙 < — me :}

there was a flashing expression of disappointment as the creature was unsuccessful in causing but a moment of mischief. if it was alive and well like the past it certainly would have had better aim, at least that is what it is choosing to believe in this moment. to the being this was just a

it stares with dangerously attentive eyes as the man unlocks, opens, and even takes a piece for himself. the silence from the divine stretched longer than it should for a natural pause- eventually broken by a quiet hum. soft. nothing to match the disheveled appearance. holding the pouch, one hand

pointed ears that had been drooping from the start end up reacting with a subtle twitch at the sudden hiss that entered the air, already tired eyes narrowing as the divine watches on with a growing interest- mixed with defensive desire to pull the water further away. instinctively assuming the worst

this creature seems almost disappointed in the way the water is taken with no stumble, no loss of footing or surprise at the increased ‘ splash ‘ size. yet it also is aware of the sheer size this other was standing at. it has never faced someone standing so tall before, but it brought future

it momentarily appears surprised, yet pushes itself closer to the other with shaking uneasy legs. cupping hands, water filling the palms from thin air; tossing the warm liquid on him. its helping. :}

the being lifts weak arms and extends towards the menu it was offered, fingers poking from the depths of sleeves to touch against the laminated material. it brings the reading closer to itself and soon has to place it flat against the tabletop- pushing forward with a loud— ‘ SNAP of its back.

pouring some- suspiciously warm water on. ❤️

the divinity seems intently focused on the action of splashes, assuming just a simple approach would be enough- but as the simple tossing continues and it receives no satisfying results there is a sudden halting. it stares, the water it reside in stilling with an unnatural sense, corresponding

its like cassius hates the water. 🥀 the critter is simply unable to help it, the water seems forever with no end in sight. its not an unfortunate amount, just a steady drip that naturally collects the long the being stays in one spot. but yes, it was not seated. sort of. the being was slumped over

pauses, then making a small expression of- something similar to curiosity. but alas it begins splashing water further. in attempts to splash on the ‘ mechanized demon.

chest, rising and falling with heavy false breaths, more of a theatric to appear ‘ lively ‘ after lifetimes spent doing otherwise. eventually the divine settles and relies on the tentacles to support and navigate properly. like before it looks past the simple waiter and locks eyes on the furthest