Feferi Peixes Blog
Wow I’ve been R———E———-ELY QUI——-ET!
Sorry about t) (at! 38(
I’m ) (ere if anyone wants tuna talk to me or somet) (ing!
feferipeixesrper replied to your photoset: (( here are those pictures. i warned you. if you…
(( This looks so cute on you!! Where in the world did you get those shoes?! ))(( i got the shoes online on amazon i think. something like that. i feel so weird about my appearance rn. how do i take a compliment. ))
(( I’ll need to check amazon for stuff more often! And I don’t know how compliments work besides giving them! Maybe there’s a book on the subject though! :3 ))
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strongfatequius replied to your post: ((SUDDENLY my dash is full of completely hilarious…
(( am i that funny ))
(( I’m getting bombarded by a number of people sending me seriously silly shit all at once XD but yes, you’re adding to it ))
(( don’t mind me, I’m super easily amused ))
) (e) (e) (e! It’s fin —Equius! 38) I’ll just skim over anyt) (ing unusual!D —> Good idea
D —> Also
D —> How are things, under the sea
T) (——EY’R———-E GR——-EAT! 38D
A little quiet, but ot) (erwise I can’t complain!
) (ow about you?
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((SUDDENLY my dash is full of completely hilarious stuff.
normally it’s just super quality, but now i’m giggling my ass off ))
((send help! ))
D —> Thank you for following me
D —> I apologize for any unruly behavior in advance
) (e) (e) (e!
It’s fin —Equius! 38)
I’ll just skim over anyt) (ing unusual!
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Character Audition
HOMESTUCK CHARACTER AUDITION
Character:
Refrigerator
Availability to RP:
Between 2:00 PM EST and 2:00 AM EST…usually
Sample Writing 1:
N/A
Sample Writing 2:
You are a refrigerator. You would probably proclaim your superiority over the other appliances if you could indeed speak or even think.This is the best audition I have EVER seen, oh my god.
~Gamzee
There is no better roleplay.
Everyone go home.
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==> Go on a date!
Feferi was trying desperately to crush her urge to curl in on herself, not wanting to hurt him, but it was getting to be too much. Something had snapped, and it was pretty clear this wasn’t Gamzee. Gritting her teeth a little as she felt him push her again, sent toppling backwards, a slight flush rising to her cheeks as she strained to get up, narrowing her eyes a bit as he seemed to savor the smell of her skin.“You are not my friend.” she hissed, hanging onto her mind as she felt her wrists start to be pushed out of their sockets. Quickly sitting up she bashed her forehead into his, glad she had a metal circlet. “You can’t call me Feferi. ) (eiress is acceptable.” There was a bit of a headache that developed from the connection, squinting up at him, pulling her arms straight back over her head to hopefully pull him off of herself.
It wasn’t going to be easy, her pumper was breaking as she realized that this was going to have to be a real fight. The troll she knew and loved was gone, some kind of monster was here with her in his body. It still hurt, having to look at him, harm him, it wasn’t something she was mentally built to do. She’d started a quiet mental mantra, reminding herself she could fix him when this was done, he’d be ok.
The beast let out a loud snarl as Feferi’s head collided with his, the hit from her circlet making him see stars. Reeling backwards, the beast quickly scrambled to his feet, swiping his hand across his forehead. A sickening grin spread across his face as he felt the warmth of his own blood on his hand. With a loud cackle and a honk, he smeared the blood across his face like war paint.
“awww what’s the matter, feferi? I THOUGHT YOU MOTHERFUCKIN LOVED ME? now you’re making me call you Heiress? WHAT KIND OF SICK FUCKING JOKE IS THAT? why would you do that to me feferi? HONK!”
Retrieving a pair of clubs from his sylladex, the beast smacked them together with a loud clack. Circling her around the edge of the dinner table, he jugged them in one hand with ease, his other hand taking a swipe of his own blood on the tips of his fingers and licking it off.
Internally, Gamzee was heartbroken. He could see his matesprit emotionally struggling. Feferi was such a kind soul, and he wasn’t sure if she could take him down. Gamzee knows she can fight, she had seen a beast of her own come forth when he had been beaten to a pulp by his ancestor, but this was a different situation entirely. One that Gamzee was hoping never had to happen. Smashing his fists against the ground in his think pan, Gamzee let out a cry of rage. “MoThErFuCkEr DoN’t YoU dArE hUrT hEr!” he bellowed.
The beast merely laughed in response. “well isn’t that nice? THE MOTHERFUCKER IS BEGGING ME NOT TO HURT YOU. fat chance, but one question stands. SHOULD I MOTHERFUCKIN TEAR YOU APART SLOWLY, PIECE BY PIECE? or should i give your matesprit some form of mercy and do it quickly?”
Lunging across the table, the beast took a swing at Feferi’s head with his club.
Pulling herself up onto her feet quickly, she dug her fingers into the dinner table, a quiet cracking noise from the wood as it gave way, channeling the headache she had away from the front of her mind. It was disgusting to see his blood, no less feel droplets of it dripping from the circlet pressed so tightly to her forehead, the sharp edges of the filigree having punched pinpricks into her own skin.
As he spoke, she pulled her own weapon from her sylladex, gripping her 2x3dent tightly, afraid that the fear of harming him would make it hard for her to see past the problem at hand. “I don’t make jokes, puns, s) (ore, but never question me w) (en I speak of somet) (ing so serious. You are never to use my name. You don’t ) (ave t) (e privilege.”
She watched him closely, not afraid of him so much as she was afraid of the fight they were going to have. It was hard, detaching him from the love she had for him, but it was like when she had to kill lusi, it was for the better to put them down and retain the safety of others. If she had to put Gamzee down on the floor to prevent her own harm and the harm of others, matesprite or not, then so be it. Swallowing back the last bit of headache she’d had, her mind refocused, trying to get back into the frame of mind that helped her ignore the guilt she felt from feeding her lusus.
He knew what he was doing, he had intent in his steps, in his eyes, and he was trying to get in her head. She had no words left to speak to him, her mind set on the fact that she wasn’t going to leave this fight. As he lunged towards her, she shifted a bit, twisting her culling fork up towards his stomach, her knee connecting with the floor as she ducked out of the way. It was like moving through water, air had less resistance, she just had to swim outside of water.
