//...So who wants to see me in my prom dress
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(First time in the void) "CHaOs, dEstrucTioN, THiS iS RUnEteRra'S fUturE, and NOTHinG cAn StoP it."
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Cold... It was so cold here. Where was he? He had come searching for his daughter, then suddenly something lashed out and grabbed him, pulling him in to darkness.
He opened his eyes, noticing all different types of things. Silhouettes; mostly of creatures, with many different types of eyes staring at him all around, the sounds of growling and hissing heard from each direction. This was the Void then, it was just as he had expected in a way. Though, he didn’t think creatures could survive here...
His eyes opened wider as he heard the voice inside of his mind. Quickly reacting to it, he placed his hands on his head, eyes screwing shut. It was like a headache, a terrible headache with every word that was uttered. Once finished, Kassadin groaned, shaking his head as he slowly brought his hands away, unable to bear any of this.
No. The Void was not going to bring Runeterra’s downfall. He would make sure of it... How he was to get out of here, though... He would have to let the Void inside, it seemed like the only way.
“...You will not bring my world down...” He growled out, trying to calm himself as he held his arms out to the side. The only way to get out of here was to use the Void’s power against itself... a sharp pain coursed through his body for a single moment. Power flooded into him, whispers began to speak loudly in his head as to try and turn him to their favor, but he had managed to block it all out.
He opened his eyes, burning a bright yellow in colour as his skin slowly began to change colour as well. He needed to get out of here, and with his new power, he actually managed to escape the dark grip of the Void.
Kassadin found himself in the Shurima desert after exiting a portal he created. He looked around before he looked down at himself. His hands clenched into fists as he shook his head, the voices that had grown loud once more slowly calming down in his mind.
“...I will Not allow the Void to take over and destroy this place... I swear on my daughter and my own life! Valoran... Must be preserved.”
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“You promised me!”
“I didn’t promise you anything.” Kassadin hissed, narrowing his eyes dangerously at the prophet as he stared him down, fists clenched tight as he bared his teeth.
Malzahar watched Kassadin for a time before letting one arm drop, resting his other hand on his hip, and looking away. He tapped the fingers on his resting arm against his leg for a time. “You said you would not call me what they called me…You lied…” This time, when he spoke, it was not fueled by anger, but by remorse.
Kassadin bit his lip behind his helm, even with it on, his eyes could tell everything he was feeling. He felt... terrible. He shouldn’t be feeling this way, Malzahar was the main reason he was like this in the first place... but... in a way, they had sort of bonded. “...I... didn’t mean it... You must understand, the other Preservers would despise me if they knew I was even talking with you or was in the same vicinity as you... It slipped out...” Kassadin’s voice was soft, his eyes even beginning to dimly shimmer rather than being bright and alert like usual.
Just kinda... passes out in the middle of his walk. Too tired, couldn't stay awake.
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“You promised me!”
“I didn’t promise you anything.” Kassadin hissed, narrowing his eyes dangerously at the prophet as he stared him down, fists clenched tight as he bared his teeth.
“I thought you had promised you would not leave me like the rest, that you would not say it like the rest.” The prophet clenched his own fists before resigning to crossing his arms.
Kassadin opened his mouth to speak, but no words would come out. He cast his gaze down to the ground. He had never called Malzahar an it, he always reffered him to a him. "..." What could he say? There wasn't anything to say. He should have thought, should have been quick to reply, but nothing came out, just... a very long sigh, fists relaxing as he shut his eyes.
cloakandtalon said: “…. See I wouldn’t have gotten out of the hay wagon.”
"Well, obviously. I think the sensitivity on the controller's too high. I don't play games a lot, I don't know."
Five Nights at Freddy's
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“...I don’t know why this game’s ‘scary’... It’s literally the simplest thing ever.” clicks the lights on the side doors to check if there’s anyone there.
Cue Foxy jumpscare
“HOLY FFFF-” PUNCHES THE SCREEN.
“....Fuck.”
Assassin's Creed
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“...Is that Talon? Oh, no his name isn’t Talon.... Huh...”
“....hIDE IN THE DAMN HAY WAGON HOW HARD IS THAT. nO DON’T JUMP OUT OF IT.... god dammit... You had one job...”
“Why won’t you just hang on to the damn wall.... Why must you sPAZZ NO DON’T FALL- I’m so done with you you little shit why won’t you do what I want you to do...”
Pikmin
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Kassadin sits, completely focused on the game at hand. He gets pretty far in the game because it’s actually entertaining.
“...These creatures are cute, I like these things, they are strongest in numbers it appears. why do I only get thirty days to collect these parts... WHY DID MY PIKMIN DIE IN THE WATER- oh wait...”
“NO, YOU bITCH, YOU ATE MY BABIES- I MEAN PIKMIN. GIVE THEM BACK.”
“No, NO GET AWAY GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY PIKMIN. YOU WILL NOT EAT MY PIKMIN BABIES. NOT TODAY.” proceeds to button smash to throw all the pikmin onto the bird serpent things. “TAKE THAT. Give me that piece you bITCH STOP bURROWING AAAGGGHHHH. YOU’RE ALMOST DEAD JUST GIVE IT TO ME.”
//Pikmin was my fave game when I was younger tbh like oh my god
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"K-Kassadin?" The summoner hesitantly approached the Riftwalker. "Might I-talk to you?" (preserver-mendem)
Kassadin turned his attention towards the summoner, glowing yellow eyes watching the other closely. He crossed his arms over his chest, but then, in a rather calm and gentle - as gentle as he could get - voice, he spoke out. “Of course, I would be more than happy to converse with you.”
preserver-mendem
He made a rather uncomfortable face. “Well, sort of. I’m sort of blind in this eye-everything appears grey,” he pointed to his right eye, “except for Void magic and the like. I have trouble seeing the shapes of people and things since everything, in this eye, is such a close shade of grey if it’s not Void infected.
“And even then, it’s a spectrum of shades of purple. Sometimes I can tell, sometime I can’t. It really depends on how much the infection has taken over on them, and if it’s centralized to a point or not.” He cringed again for a moment. “For those who are greatly infected, it hurts to look at them, sometimes so much I can’t look in their direction, so there’s that on top of how dark a shade they are. The darker the shade of purple I see, the more infected they are.”
Mendem then paused to think. “I suppose, then, in most cases I can tell if they’re not fully infected. It’s those that are greatly infected that make it hard to tell or not.”
Kassadin listened to his explanation on how his eye worked, the different spectrums of purple he could see and everything in between. Kassadin found it to be rather intriguing to say the least. He nodded once Mendem finally stopped talking, getting ready to talk himself.
"Still, it would be very helpful. We would be able to try and save those who are barely infected, and destroy the ones that are too infected when the time comes." Kassadin floated around the summoner for a moment. "It is useful, even if it hurts. I understand it must not be enjoyable, but you must understand." he placed a hand on the man's shoulder, giving him a gentle shake. "You will be a great help in our fight here, I can tell, young Preserver."
He released his shoulder, taking a second to ponder things. Malzahar was certainly in for a surprise, and if he tried to kill Mandem, he'd have to get through Kassadin first.
“You promised me!”
“I didn’t promise you anything.” Kassadin hissed, narrowing his eyes dangerously at the prophet as he stared him down, fists clenched tight as he bared his teeth.
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Written For you
Small starter meme.
Fluff//Romance “I’m doing this for you.” “You know you’re my one and only.” “I’m in love with you.” “I’ve always loved you.” “You’re the most important thing in the world to me.” “Forever and always.” “You’re my sunshine.” “I appreciate you.” “You’re so cute.” “You’re the most beautiful girl/boy I’ve ever seen.”
Secrets//Lies “I’m jealous of you.” “I’m in love with you, idiot.” “I never loved you.” “I don’t really like _____.” “You’re my hero.” “I’m in love with ____. Don’t tell them.” “I’ve never lied to you.” “I was using you.”
Angst “You don’t give a damn about me.” “Stop lying.” “Stop pretending.” “Get the hell away from me.” “I thought you loved me.” “I trusted you.” “You promised me!” “I needed you.” “I can never trust you again.”
Pain//Blood “You hit me.” “You shot me.” “You stabbed me.” “I’m bleeding.” “Everything hurts.” “I feel woozy.” “You’ve lost so much blood.” “You’re covered in blood.” “There’s so much blood.”
Flirty “You’re hot when you’re mad.” “Wanna come back to my place?” “You tease.” “You’re lovely.” “You look divine.” “How about a drink at my place?”
Kassadin groans, rubbing his eyes like he was trying to rub the tiredness away. He's basically only half-awake right now.
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“The events of the past giving you an advantage in the future? Sounds rather familiar.”
“Hmm.. indeed it does... People should not mess with time in my opinion... It may be advantageous, but it’s... bad.”
“....I don’t know how to feel about the new champ. Though, it looks like the wounds he suffers from the time before he turns back time remain, but he gains a new advantage. That’s rather... useful, but also rather...hmmm...”