"Hope is the most persistent illusionโonly in silence can the world finally rest."
๐An OC that is not new to RP.
๐The writer is a freelancer.
๐Lewd/Non-Lewd Accepted. (Ask for details.)
๐+18 only, please.
โThe answer to your question, blind oneโฆโ
โYou pose such a question that can't really be answered until it is delivered secondhand.โ
โTherefore, why does it concern you? Why does it matter if you are โtoo forwardโ?โฆโ
โโฆMmmnโฆโ
(His hand grips a gramophone record while he waits for an answer. Staying in this constant state of patience while he contemplates how much he's learned to achieve his goal.)
(An empty theatre, dusty, cold, and dark. A solitary beam of sunlight filters through the ceiling, illuminating the center of the stage from an angle. A clock ticks in the silence. These are the surroundings Maverick is in today as he stands, waiting for a request he wants.)
โI crave the taste of answersโฆโ
(The figure emerges out of a shadow as they dust their cloak off.)
โI desire a dish filled with silenceโฆ Surely that couldn't be too difficult to understand, yes?โ
(He examines the results of his actions and seems satisfied via a brief illuminating glow in his eyes before leaving a cliffhanger. His hand traces her cheek until he walks away while speaking.)
โI shall expect the bonus points delivered in timeโฆโ
Having heard him approach but not expecting this, she was quite taken aback. Cheeks tinting an ounce, her heterochromatic eyes meeting his own. Wells of colour looking back at each other.
(The shadow lord approaches to meet the womanโs presence before leaning closer. Not a single word is uttered. Afterward, his monstrous hand extends and softens, gently holding her chin to tilt it up so it meets his white gaze. The silence is not cold; it's a welcoming warmth.)
โWith that said, I shall take my leave. My time has reached its limit, and I must search for my resolution.โ
(The shadowy stranger tips his hat and begins to sink within the pool of shadows beneath him.)
โYour crying was like a beacon. I happened to be nearbyโฆ The sorrows of many are too easily heard for a being such as myself.โ
(His eyes take notice of the blade as he starts to stretch the shadows in the area into his body.)
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โHow very perceptiveโฆโ
โYet my actions shall remain neutral until otherwise.โ
(The white glow from his eyes narrows as a stretched shadow merges within another.)
( * side eyeing ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐, ....
thinking ๐ญ they're up to
something ... ) i'll keep you
in watch. i know you're up
to something, ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐.
โQuite.โ
(The clicking stops as he tucks the pen away.)
โI believe your encounter has just made my day. This knowledge you've provided will be remembered effectively.โ
(His hand forms a depiction of another location to visit.)
โYou have a Shadow Lordโs thanks.โ
(A question against himself if he isnโt careful. But he keeps the question hidden in his mind. The man finally opens his shadowy mouth and speaks his next words with a chilling tone.)
โI believe I understand nowโฆโ
โYet though I see itโฆ I continue to bear my goal as such.โ
(Silence follows as the man hears their words echo in his mind. Probable answers follow from this gift of knowledge as he looks upon himself as an example. He himself is a concept and continues; a slight revelation falls upon him. However, it now delivers a question.)
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