Zalsondra

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Zalsondra to the Flea: “I returned because I thought he needed a weapon. Not a security blanket. Now I have to act like I’m still an emotionless weapon while I do nothing but sit in a room. Why did you bring me back? What was the point of this?”

The Flea smoked his cigarette as he gazed at the construction going on in the Kingdom. For a moment, Zalsondra’s words were meaningless until she asked her questions. Slowly, he turned to look at her. “He needed his weapon. But from what I’m seeing, you can’t be that anymore.” A few clouds of smoke emerged from his lips before he spoke again. “And what he tried to do to you was not make you into a security blanket. He was trying to make you the third. Do you understand what that means? That means that you, along with Teriaan and the King would have controlled the Kingdom. But by the sound of it, you don’t want it and he doesn’t want you.”

The undead dropped the remaining butt onto the ground and stepped on it. He chuckled. “You let a great opportunity slip through your fingers.” He shrugged and looked at the main house. “You’re out here right now and I don’t have anywhere to go. You want to get the fuck out of here? Say the word and I’ll dump you back in Silvermoon. And he won’t notice nor care, I promise you that. As soon as we rescue Sarinna or his Doll comes back, he’ll need a weapon, but you’ll be so far away, it won’t matter to you anymore.”

He straightened his jacket and lifted his right hand, the runes carved on his palm already glowing blue. “So? Ready to leave this shithole?”

@zalsondra

“I’ve done all he has told me. So far it’s sit by his side and do nothing. How is that failing if I’m not being used? You can’t blame a weapon for not killing someone if the hand does not grab and use it.” Zalsondra looked to his hand, watching the glow for a moment before her eyes set forward on the main house. “I have nowhere to go now, if there is a chance of me being useful in the future then I will stay. But if I’m to be used now? What is it I should do?” One hand clenched into a fist at her side before she let out a slow breath, emotions seeming to flow out with it until she looked like a blank slate once again and her hand relaxed. “Give me advice. What do I do to please my King?”

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“Can I help?” -Zalsondra to King

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Once the mask maker had left, the King rose from the floor and grabbed a pelt from the floor to wrap his naked body as he sat on his throne. Zalsondra walked toward him, hearing his pain. “Can I help?” she asked.

The King slowly turned to see her. He didn’t like her presence, but she was all he had. She was filling in for Sarinna. She was filling in for Mora. He liked her better as his weapon. “Check in that crate over there. There should be needles and blue or violet vials. Grab one and inject me.” The pain was getting unbearable and if she didn’t hurry, she would be his target.

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Inwardly, Zalsondra hated this. She wondered why the Flea even bothered retrieving her for this. Zalsondra was supposed to be a weapon, not some damn ornament in a room. With everything going on within, she wanted nothing more than to kill. Yet here she was, opening the crate and taking out a vial and syringe.

The leather strap tied around her braid was removed and used as a tourniquet for the King’s arm. A vein was found and promptly punctured, filled with the liquid. “Is there anything else, My King?”

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The Broken Doll

{Warning: Story contains Gore, blood, disturbing images. If you are easily triggered please do not read.Also first half of story is snippets of rp with the lovely Zalsondra.}

Just what if within a blink of an eye, everything you ever hoped for could be taken away just like that. It began as any other day for the stitched doll. Create the sins friends and allies had took much joy in and then play alone in Brill where the doll always felt she belonged. She had climbed to the highest branch of her favorite tree to play with the new doll Lokkiir had gifted her. For hours the doll took joy in hearing the morbid creation cry and scream each time she did something to inflict more pain. “Pretty dolly, I love you… Loki may not like your crying but I like making you scream. All had been silent until she arrived. A stranger to the doll but no stranger to the Rat King. Zalsondra called to the doll in confirming she had the right target. Crimson eyes stared at the battle ready huntress who spoke of the kings request of a bone being delivered, a bone from the very stitched doll herself. The request could be simple and the doll show respect to a man she was not loyal to or she could put up a fight and protect the work of the one she was loyal to.

It was a foolish choice but loyalty to Stitch went as far as death and so the battle began. “I already told you. He wants a bone. You can choose whichever you want, a finger, a toe, knee-cap even. Choose one and I will remove it painlessly if you do it by choice. If you don’t, I’ll take it by force. Last chance.” The arrow that was notched suddenly erupted into flames, the light showing the face under the hood to be locked onto Stitch’s with an expressionless feature of a doll. Stitch looked at the flames and shook her head. Stitch wouldn’t go near anyone with fire since it was her greatest fear. “You can’t do that.. That will mean I would be dead because you are gonna ruin Miss Pretty Lady’s work. Then she would be mad and then she will kill me so you can tell Mister Rat King no.” Stitch looked at the woman not phased by her but it was the fire most of all that caused her to keep away. “You touch me with that and I swear they will eat you. Do you really think I would be alone especially when there are perverts like you. Go find some other bone. He won’t know its mine and I don’t like him anyways. He keeps pretty lady away from me. So if he wants it so bad he let’s pretty lady visit so she can fix me again.”

"I’m not alone either.” There was a loud roar and a large panther leaped from the shadows, making its way up the tree to try to tackle Stitch. At that same moment Zalsondra spun around, using the light of the arrow to look and see if anything from the shadows was coming in her direction. Stitch giggled as she saw the panther and quickly vanished. She kept hidden until she was down from the tree and had some distance from the woman. Crimson eyes were the only thing revealed to the world as she gave the woman a deadly glare. “Pretty kitty.. Can I skin it.. I bet Ziabear would love to hurt it.. ” Little giggles filled the air before the larger wolf finally came out of hiding and made his attempt to deal with the panther. The doll moved to be in front of the woman once more. “Let’s be wise about this… Do you really think it is smart to hurt me.. You’ll make a lot of people angry… Very angry….”

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All I wanted was to find a cute couple sleeping picture and I kept getting creepy gifs of things under beds and people being eaten and I just.... I'm not going to sleep now. I blame @akendoranel

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Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!

Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection

Hair: Yearning

Ear: "I want you to hear me out."

Nose: "You're so cute."

Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion

Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain

Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear

Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."

Over the heart: "I love you."

Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust

Hip: Interest

Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day

Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"

Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for

Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."

Fingers: Friendship/amicable

Wrist: Fear of losing you

Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Chin: Beauty/attractiveness

Thigh: Sympathy/empathy

Calves: "I will cause you pain."

Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty

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Send me 3 names for FUCK, MARRY, KILL

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Anonymous asked:

Hey! I want to be apart of the rats! How would one go about joining?

Hi anon. You need to talk to me. You need to make sure you want to be involved with the storylines which could be violent. You need to be a patient person.

1. You need to talk to me. I don’t run a guild or anything of the sort. This is simply in rp/story/ingame description.

2. You need to make sure this is for you. The Rat King is not an easy man to be involved with. He is a criminal, a sociopath, and in manys’ eyes, a man with childish tendencies. Yes, there’s a reason behind all of this. The RP is also very violent and anything goes. The Rat King doesn’t hold back on much. If you’re familiar with it, see one above. Keep in mind that there are many levels of participation when it comes to the Rat Kingdom. I did this so that people have the freedom to play with other guilds or “masters”. If you are “marked” you belong to the Rat King. That will be the only “allegiance”. If the character decides that he/she wants to go off and join another cause, be aware that that’s “treason” and consequences could follow. We’ll keep in touch if that happens. OOC, just let me know in advance :) If you are not marked, but still want to work for Ratty, then you are under contract and you are getting paid for your work. You don’t belong to Ratty. You don’t do anything except the job you’re getting paid for and off you go. If you mess up, get caught, be aware that he has consequences IC. OOC, we laugh and plot :)

3. Please be patient with me. I used to have time to create stories and be very active on here, but I’m a pregnant mother to a four year old, with a needy husband and a tiring job. I have a few things going on. If I don’t seem to be plotting, feel free to write something. I simply ask for patience. There are a few Ratz and of course the Rat Queen who would be glad to rp as well. There are a few antagonists who could catch you. Please be aware that communication is critical. I do play a villain and things have to be plotted. You can’t go out there and declare yourself a servant of the King and expect the King to be proud of you. He has to protect his ass too (and I need to make sure my character isn’t going to be beheaded in the next few weeks). Communication is key.

If these are fair enough, talk to me. :) I promise i don’t bite. If they are not fair, but you’re still interested, talk to me anyway. I’ve bent rules for people before, but I don’t like to alter my character too much (which I have already done too much of : / )

thanks anon.

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"I can't breath." - Zalsondra

The King’s boot remained on her throat, pressing down a little more. “Obviously you can since you can tell me you can’t breathe.” He sighed and shook his head, looking down at Zalsondra as she lay on the ground. “So, next time you decide to fuck someone of power or interest, make it worthwhile, will you? Get me information. Don’t just fuck for your own fucking sake. You’re mine now. The closer I can get to others and permeate their agendas, the better. Get that in your fucking little brain.”

The urge to press down more was great, but then he would lose his wonderful weapon and help like her was so hard to find nowadays. He removed his boot and kicked her shoulder. “Get up,” he ordered, taking a few steps away.

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Zalsondra stood up after the boot was removed, clearing her throat but keeping her hands at her sides. "My King, I slept with him not long after you marked me. By doing so he will think I am available to him, trust will build and he will brag about things he is working on. As well as sending me on jobs with your doll." Her expression remained blank as she tilted her head slightly. "By doing that I can keep tabs on both of them for you. Aside from that, I am a weapon but I still have needs of the living. He offered to give me something for it. Why turn it down?" @hmratking

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Talk about us - Zalsondra