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Tracking because omg??
yes??
Morpheus would love to be fam goals with Truth?? lol
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Cullen Student || Non-Binary [They/Them] || Seventeen years || Barriers/Solid Matter || "Speech" || 'Thoughts'
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Maximus Alumini-Teacher || Masculine [He/Him] || Twenty years || Super speed || "Speech" || 'Thoughts'
Maximus glared down at Jaxton, his eyes boring into the other male's eyes. "Yes, because that's what a good teacher should do." He grumbled with a sharp sniff and a frown. He gestured to the male, a student, and then down the hallway, "Come with me. I will escort you to your next class and I will speak with your teacher" The alumni went to turn down the hall letting his gaze slip from Jaxton for a second.//Ahh, low muse, I'm so sorry!
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** MORPHEUS | LONER | MASCULINE | OPEN TO PLOTTING? **「 Swinging in the backyard — Pull up in your fast car whistling my name 」
Currently Interacting With: @ someone here He sauntered, narrowed eyes darting left and right as he neared a ridge. The streets, cracked and caving, crumbled with each pawstep, making poor Morpheus uneasy. But alas, he needed to get to the pond. His thirst had grown, no other form of nearby water being able to sate his thirst. The large great dane nearly yelped in relief when the pond came into view. Dipped between trees and clusters of cement an tile. Ah, the pond was a welcomed sight, one that took his breath away over and over again. Now if only the screechers would disappear, this place would be paradise. Well, that was an extreme over statement, but it would certainly feel better. Morpheus made his way down, picking through overgrown weeds, loosened cement, and the occasional car before standing before the pond. It glimmered in the sun, looking mighty beautiful and refreshing. He dipped his large head down, sagging ears swaying as he went nearly headfirst into the pond, taking in as much of the water as he could. Who knows when the next time he could get here would be? He'd better drink up... Better safe than sorry...
//Low muse, super sorry this is crappy! <3
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** MORPHEUS | LONER | MASCULINE | OPEN TO PLOTTING? **「 Swinging in the backyard — Pull up in your fast car whistling my name 」
Currently Interacting With: Swiftcream Morpheus let out a startled yelp as a large dark shape charged at him. The smell of dog, dust, and perhaps even sulfur rose around him, drowning out his senses. Seeing as the figure was preparing to fight and Morpheus was not in a position to escape, the large canine bunched his muscles and lowered his head staring dead on at Cantrin. His lips peeled back to reveal yellowed teeth as he growled in return. If it was a fight this thing wanted, so be it. He was a wall, and this canine was trying to break him down. He must hold and protect. Morpheus swung his head up as the other male got closer and barked a deep, rumbling, sound in warning. There were others with this charging mass, they seemed to be loitering around for now, but he feared [now that he actually noticed them] that he would be over powered.
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Cullen Student || Non-Binary [They/Them] || Seventeen years || Barriers/Solid Matter || "Speech" || 'Thoughts'
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Maximus Alumini-Teacher || Masculine [He/Him] || Twenty years || Super speed || "Speech" || 'Thoughts'
//ahh sorry! I didn't get a notification for some reason??Maximus sniffed in mild amusement but kept his frown firmly pressed to his lips. "My, my, such a brat..." He snickered snidely as he moved behind Jaxton, often turning to watch other students in case they were to cause trouble too. Max followed rules to a T, or he tried to. Being an Alumni and teacher made him stress the importance of keeping up appearances, keeping students in line, and protecting others as best he could. Not that that could actually work with his power, but hey? He tried. Rounding a few corners towards Jaxton's next class he continued to make snide, almost teasing, comments towards the pouty male, even going so far as to mimic him with a lazier version of what the student was doing.
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//Bumping again to also put this here: Hidden Realms Discord
Feel free to join if you're interested, yall can chat and plot there. <3
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The Hidden Realms: Is a high detailed thread with a custom race [and humans], their own language, religion, land, magic, and more. It seems people aren't interested but I'll be darned if I let this thread die so quickly after I put a crap ton of effort into it?? If anyone has any ideas on how to make it better and more interesting to people, or wants to join and check it out, I'd be v grateful. Honestly I just need help or some opinions on how to make it better and more interesting to people.
Side note: There's a lot of detail, so lots of reading. But you can skip some of it and read the parts that you think are important. <3
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//Busts into the room

The Inquisitor
"I'm not going to stand by while my world is destroyed. They don't deserve such a fate..."
Name:
Semay Adaar
Alias:
The Inquisitor/The Harold of Andraste
Age:
26 years
Sexuality:
Demisexual
Species:
Qunari
Weapon:
Mage, uses a 'bow'
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Personality:
Headstrong and rather stubborn, Semay is determined to save the world from Corypheus
cor-if-e-fishand protect the ones who she has grown to call he friends. Her short comings include, being somewhat overly blunt, none to tactical when addressing nobles, being large and in charge, running straight into danger without a plan or caution. Good traits, however, are along the lines of, sympathetic, punny, straight up, and willing to do anything and everything to stop Corypheus and his descent upon the world.Background:
WIP
Crush:
Sera
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//Oh nooo! This is gonna be crap compared to yours!!! Side Note: I headcannon Seymay as believing in the Maker despite being heavily influenced by the Qun on occasion. lol
Seymay had woken in a rather bad mood, her sheets tangled in her curled horns, one of Leliana's crows perched on her bedpost squawking, and maker! Was that an explosion she heard? The Qunari couldn't help but roll her eyes, as her darker, grey tinted skin flashed in the light. Scars crisscrossed her form, broad shoulders, strong jawline, long, well muscled legs, and horns that she prided herself in constantly. Or she had, until Iron Bull had arrived in all his un-Qunari-like glory with his wide horns, and strong build. How dare he come into her hold and look so much stronger than her? She scoffed, tilting her head slightly, hearing a sharp click emite from her neck. There, all awake now... She just needed to get dressed. She pulled herself from the bed, though hesitantly, and made her way to her wardrobe. Upon opening it, she peered over at some heavily armored clothes and her normal, beige pajamas that had been made just for her.
She hated them. They were hideous and made her hips look too wide. So, she instead took to wearing a loose, grey tunic that she tucked into her pants, and pulled on her usual travel boots. Turning, she let her gem green eyes peer up and down the length of her 'bow' [she had stolen that term from Dalish, one of the elves in Iron Bull's strange entourage.] but decided against bringing it with her. After all, she had to seem relaxed among the steadily growing troops, nobles [ugh Orlesians], and commoners who came to stay and help the war effort. Taking a few more moments to run her fingers through her dark hair, she finally made her way from her room at the very top tower of Skyhold. Maker damn these stairs. Once she had reached the throne room, she cast her eyes across the various, well dressed figures loitering the throne room or 'judgement hall of doom' as Varric liked to call it.
Seymay figured it best to grab breakfast, a small bowl of fruit if able, and then head to the war room. No doubt that new comer, the elf, would be joining them. AS he had been doing as of late, seeing as he was in the same position as herself. Well, almost. The Qunari female turned down the halls of Skyhold, the kitchen area and mess hall quickly coming into view as her long strides carried her sternly down the hallways. She dipped her head to soldiers, horns gleaming, scars seeming to contrast even more with her skin in the unflattering lighting of the mess hall. Ah, there's Varric and Iron Bull... And Cole...
The female couldn't lie, she was rather shocked to find Cole here, but then again, he was probably 'helping' as he liked to call it. She could recall a recent increase in spiders in Skyhold. Perhaps that was his doing?
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Ahh, I'm so sorry! I'm going to be pretty spotty and hectic for the next week or two??
So it might take me some time to write a reply.
I'll reply when I can. So sorry! <3
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I think you may have way back when! lol
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ahh, welcome then! <3
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Ahh, yeah, I've been trying to expand it. Make it more detailed, and more unique. lol
Race wise,, I was thinking of adding more races, but their currently a WIP.
Otherwise it's just Arls and the occasional human [though there are far more humans than previous forms of this thread]
As for gods, they tend to walk amongst the Arls, though it's usually only the minor Gods and Marfedelom [Arlenth tends to keep her distance]
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** MORPHEUS | LONER | MASCULINE | OPEN TO PLOTTING? **「 Swinging in the backyard — Pull up in your fast car whistling my name 」
Currently Interacting With: @ someone here //Super sorry! I've got a lot going on lately so I can't reply for a while. <3
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I don't mind at all! Feel free to powerplay him! <3