@deadlylegacy / deadlylegacy.tumblr.com
I have finally decided to revive this bae. But I also wanted to start anew, since it has been too long since I have been on this blog. For those of you who would still want to rp with my Nero, you can find me here.
I have finally decided to revive this bae. But I also wanted to start anew, since it has been too long since I have been on this blog. For those of you who would still want to rp with my Nero, you can find me here.
I plan on reviving this blog soonish (I can’t say exactly when but as soon as possible). I sure hope there are people around here who still want to interact with me and Nero.
I will reply to the drafts I have kept here for seemingly ages. No need to reply back if you don’t want to continue it.
Thank you for your time and understanding.
Nero-mun out.
psa: it is okay for your character interpretation to be different from someone else’s – it does not make your portrayal wrong. everyone begins at different points of a character’s source development and picks up different nuances / possibilities. i personally love seeing how portrayals differ person-to-person based off who is behind the screen. if every interpretation were the same, threading with different writers of the same character would be terribly dull. sharing one’s ideas and writing can be an incredibly vulnerable experience. please do not belittle yourself because your portrayal is not like someone else’s. please do not belittle others because their portrayal is different from yours. there is a difference between constructive criticism and being hateful. please be kind and respectful to one another and yourself.
-gently puts up a runaway muse poster-
It writes: “If any of you see a white haired teen, carrying around a sword, please tell him that his mun is searching for him. And that it was not nice of him to just run away like that.“
If any of you find him, you can contact me on my new main. I apologize for any inconvenience and to all I owe replies to. I hope I will come back here soon, I don’t plan on giving up on Nero for now.
Seems like my muse is all but gone....that’s a first. This and loads of school work make me decide on a semi-hiatus for an undetermined period of time. I am really sorry to all those I owe replies to. They are drafted and ready to work on.
"I've found my sister!"
“You did? Well, I’m really glad to hear that.“ A ghost of a smirk lingers on his lips.
— he was amusing or in the slightest that she could tell. not having a soul and all makes it hard to tell human things. to motion her head towards the pizza, she kept that shadow of a smile on her lips. ” c’mon, ill buy you some. i just got paid. “
Her offer came really unexpected. How could she just offer to buy pizza to complete stranger she just met. Her attitude was really unusual. Though, the girl seemed really nice. He felt the need to reject the offer. It was only the nice thing to do.
"No, it's good. Thank you for the offer, but I'm afraid I can't accept."
Oops. He’d been seen. So much for trying to hide now.
"I’m supossed to look like you. Bein’ your shadow and all,” he pointed out as he stepped from the darkness, “Don’t tell me y’don’t know about shadows.”
That was one pesky attitude he had on his hands. His favorite kind. He needn't hold back in that case.
"Heard of it, never thought I should believe it. Calling yourself a Shadow or whatever doesn't stop me from callin' you a stalker."
“Dealing with demons like I deal with bioweapons…same stuff but different day…” the brunette haired assassin sighed a bit as she sheathes both white and black swords into their sheathes. However for a moment, she senses demonic aura nearby along with a human side. “Hm…? This presence…”
Nero was chasing some demons. But, as he wanted to turn the corner, he stopped after seeing a woman sheathing two unique blades. It seems he was too late. The blades the brunette was wielding were of interest to him, since he had never seen anything like them before, though, he was still hesitating if to show himself or remain hidden.
PUT ME TO THE TEST I’LL PROVE THAT I AM S T R O N G
Another smirk on his face, and he leaned on the wall, lighting a cigarette.
“No one. Came here following a hunter demon. Not here to reinforce you.”
"Now that's new. Somehow I'm surprised you managed to find this secluded place. Demons are the only ones interested lately." A slight grin on his face. Of course his words were just a joke. Unfortunately, they were also partly true.
A light chuckle escaped from the turk at the other’s serious facial expression.
"Hey hey, I was jus’ kiddin’, yo"
"Aren't you always?"
He wanted to sound annoyed, but the slight smile on his lips gave him away.
"Well, guess I did kinda miss ya."
