
Rhosyn Leulon
@theurgicTurpitude
≈ One, universes apart, looking upon her subjects askance. ≈
≈ Apologies, Ĩ'm just at a very human period of my life. ≈
≈ Observing the human versions of me and mine never ceases to be an interesting experience. A nice break from the humdrum of having to deal with these assholes, as well. ≈
≈ Good morning, subjects. ≈ ≈ Wow, not going to get used to that one anytime soon. ≈
≈ Oh, lord. That actually frightened me for a second. #vagueposting ≈
≈ At times, Ĩ've been told that Ĩ'm "worse" than my alternates. Once, "wrose", but Ĩ think they might have been inebriated. Or they forgot what my name was. Regardless, my response is always the same: How dare you speak to me? ≈
≈ Ass so fat you arrange the construction work before their arrival. #nsfw ? ≈
≈ On the dashboard, straight up #tagging it. ≈
≈ Ĩ feel like today's a perfect day to perch upon my throne, slowly swirl a fine vintage whilst only sipping of it once every twenty minutes or so, and watch everyone else make a fool of themselves for the rest of it. ≈
≈ Ĩn the spirit of the season, Ĩ will remain my ever-humble self and not make any comments on any fists, iron or otherwise, and certainly no domination of a global scale. ≈
≈ Ĩ'm all for a little thirstposting on main, but really, there's a certain threshold where it ceases to be charming and starts to become worrisome. Pathetic, even. ≈
≈ All the thralls, ghouls and wretches shuffling around awkwardly amongst themselves because the hot necromancer tripped halfway down the stairs during her grand entrance, and frankly, they're not really sure how to proceed from here because she's super obviously trying not to cry. ≈
≈ Biting and writhing and thrashing and crushing and screeching. ≈
≈ Glub, as they say. ≈
≈ You know, learning about those "other" alternates of my little entourage (Ĩ hesitate to say "Alpha", frankly, it's all a manner of perspective) is an endlessly fascinating experience. Partially due to the monumental shift in paradigm that accompanies, say, exchanging one universe's Empress for an individual with a completely different set of biases and inclinations. Did you know that the whole purpleblood church thing doesn't exist in my universe? Frankly, Ĩ find the idea leaning towards the revolting side of things, but Ĩ'm rambling. ≈
≈ My reign so terrible, that the planet has been left but barren after naught but three days of my rule. #newrecord ≈
≈ Whose idea was this whole thing, anyway? Not the week itself, mind- That's obvious to anyone with eyes and more than a single-digit measure of functional neurons. But who, exactly, is pushing it? From my observations, that individual isn't well-liked enough to get a celebration of that degree off the ground, less establish a means of prolongation. ≈
≈ Hm, yes, Ĩ feel this is an adequate amount of watching the world catch itself ablaze to render me sufficiently entertained. ≈
≈ Sure, you can take samples from individuals from before everything went belly-up, but what do you do if the machine just pulls the poor soul through reality into the lab you're using instead of turning them into slime-DNA? What then? How do you even begin to explain such a traumatizing event so poor, sweet, little Troll Susie, who was just minding her own business and spending time with her now-long-dead lusus? ≈
≈ Honestly, the big problem is trying to figure out how to get the full hemospectrum out of four blood colors. ≈








