Momoka

YOURE IN LUCK FRIEND. I actually run a Duskwight themed social linkshell! Plenty of fellow duskies are part of it for you to make friends with, if youd be interested! We have characters from all walks of life, and are always looking for more duskies in need of a home. Look for Lunelle or Valentinoix Thibault, Jeantremont Arbeau or Aster Greythorne for an invite!

DUE TO OVERWHELMING DEMAND: Moons Minis is open for business! I will be more than happy to make a sculpey of your very own, based on your beloved character. Base charge will be 45$, with it going higher if you want more intricate clothing or if I need to purchase obscure colours of clay (sculpey is not cheap), and production time-shipping would be about 2 weeks (I work odd hours and getting to the post office isnt the easiest sometimes). PM for me for details, I will accept paypal!

Lunelle is not a character who will ever be monogamous. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. Shes flirtatious, shes promiscious, and she will very likely take you home and make sweet sweet dusky love to you, but shes not interested in more than that. Romance RP can be fun, gods knows I enjoy it, but often times I find the journey more exciting than the destination. It helps that my rp partner/irl partner feels the same way I do, and both our characters, while the best of friends, will never be more than BFFs who sometimes touch each other's butts.

In a fit of drunken inspiration, I made everyone's favourite neighbourhood bard, Nathan Telluride!

(If you want to participate in my revenge plot, by all means let me know! And people noticing the aftermath of what happens, or coming along it while traipsing about the shroud is a-ok) Night falls upon the Shroud, the full moon casting its light upon the trees, stars glimmering in the peaceful silence. A cloaked figure walks slowly though the underbrush, each step deliberate, a black crescent moon stone clutched in one hand, a staff in the other. The figure's masked face looks up at the moon, a smirk forming. Luck was on their side tonight, they had been tracking a small caravan of wildwood for two days now, watching, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. Hands clutch the staff, clawed fingers curling around the wood. Balance must be restored, the figure thought. There had been suffering, and the revenge wrought would taste ever so sweet. Pausing to perch on a log by the encampment, they watch. The campfire had gone out hours ago it seemed, a small tail of smoke reaching for the sky all that suggested that anyone was there. The figure knew, that the inhabitants of the camp grew complacent. They thought they owned the Forest, blessed by elemetals to do as they wished. The truth was known, however. These were lies fed to those the woodsmen deemed undesirable, to keep them from fighting back. To teach them their place, the woodsmen said. The figure knew the truth. The elementals were lies, uncaring unfeeling lies. The staff is gripped tighter, the stone placed into a pocket. Thoughts of a brother long gone, another left with scars, memories of pain, and but half a voice because of the woodsmen and their arrogance. The staff rises, the crescent moon on the end glinting in the moonlight. Words whispered silently as power begins to swirl around feet firmly planted, robes whipping around in an unseen wind. "Rest now, in Moonlight's Embrace", followed by a croaked incantation, the staff being brought to point at the encampment. At first, nothing, then slowly, surely, the air begins to warp and bend with heat. A high pitched screech of pain erupts from one of the bedrolls, followed by cries of agony from the other elezen who had no way to know what hit them. Finally, a bright blue light erupts from the air, white hot flames engulfing bodies, bedrolls, tents. The screams of horror and pain rise, until finally, silence. Nothing in the camp remains, a blackened bit of earth the only evidence of what had transpired. The staff was lowered, lips curling into a smile with a tilted head, surveying their work. Five wildwood were gone, never to torment another again. With a satisfied nod, the figure turns and walks away, before vanishing into the night.

Lunelle is a chaotic evil character by alignment. She absolutely has killed people, and continues to do so for her own personal reasons. Shes motivated by a zealous "never again" motivation, my primary inspiration for her was Magneto from the xmen. People expect her to be all MUAHAHAHAHHA like the joker because of her alingment but shes far from it. But kill she does, and will continue to do, until her goals are either realized, or someone stops her.

Irl moony. I am actually not a duskwight sorry

RoxdT2xhra8 Therese's entire military experience.

So not knowing where else to post this, but having to share it with the world, I bring to you Tzero Ondai's masterpiece: Primal Urges. I did not write this work of art, I am merely spreading its light to the world. ENJOY! They say all across the land that all that you need to conjure your desire is some faith and some creed but I just can't master this eorzean art cuz try as I might I can't summon your heart But that's okay baby, my cup's still half-full like half this fuckin server let's keep it casual I'll be Good King Mog and I'll lower my guard And you be Ravana so I can Thok that ast hard If I was hung like Thordan would you be my girl If you were leviathan would my dick be your whorl I know you got your eyes on Sephirot and not me But you haven't even seen my extreme Striking Tree Titan's a beefcake, can't lie, I'm a fan But when you're around he just can't be my man So I would, if I could, break his heart just for you But I don't think that I would survive his phase 2 CHORUS I'll be Ifrit, hot as hellfire, get us a room Feel my love erupt in you like a radiant plume Do you have Limitless Blue balls, or are you dry as Void Ark? Then let me slap your ass so hard it'll leave a Bismarck So say yes to my ready check, baby don't be a fool If you're down then the boss won't be the only thing I pull No strings attached, you're not the cuddling type You'll be gone like a healer after one Alex wipe CHORUS

meeee! I get home from work around midnight PST and play til 5 am or so.

not posting a pic of my ugly mug, but I swear by Kat von D eyeliner. It stays on at work for my crazy long shifts, and then some for when I go get plastered with coworkers when our restaurant closes at night. Same with my liquid to matte lipstick. Its a gift from god, and with how much I lick my lips/drink having something that stays on so well is fantastic. I wear a lot of really dark colours, my skin is hella pale, and I have jet black hair and blue eyes, so I use blues, purples, plums, etc. :bomb: as a side note, I dont do any of that full face foundation/contouring bullshit. I have this one girl I work with who does and after an hour of work it looks like her face is melting off from the heat of the kitchen plus all the running around we do. nothx.

I saw this prompt on tumblr and had a laugh. Describe your oc’s backstory in the shittiest way you can imagine! Ill start: Therese Orycia: spear wielding elf with daddy issues consistently and constantly burns bridges with loved ones.

I know I had fun!

Lunelle Thibault and her boo Millaine

Fine, have a debate fact to chew on: FFVIII WAS BETTER THAN FFIX whats WRONG with you? 8 was horrible omg

WHAT DARK FORCES DID YOU UNLEASH RIVEN!?

Are you tired of being the only duskwight you know? Sad that no one else plays the superior race in Eorzea? Do you ever wish there was somewhere you could talk to other sootballs? Well fret no more, the Dusky Den is here! A social Linkshell for duskwight players, be it your alt or your main, come join us to hang out, talk about lore/pve/whatever you play this game for, and get your duskie to make some friends! Contact Lunelle or Valentinoix Thibault for an invite! *sorry for the barebones post*

Ive made some of my best friends in this game by randomly asking for RP in a Linkshell Im in, and recently made another friend by merely asking if he wanted to rp, mentioning that Id seen him around the RPC and he intrigued me. Got a lot of cool stuff to do with my character through him, actually. Just keep trying, and Id suggest finding an RP Linkshell or FC to join. Ive been with Mythril Wings for six months now, and theres almost always someone willing to hang out 8-). Just gotta find your niche!

1) Thavnairian Set 2 ) Owlet 3 ) Lord Levin Lamp this is super cool of you to do

7ZyMEy64zS4 Band from my home city of Tel Aviv, been addicted to them since I saw them in concert before I moved to the USA this last time.

I usually send a /tell first, but I've also had instances where Ive walked up to people. Depends on my mood I suppose /shrug

Ive posted on your site

if miqote were racoon people instead Id fantasia EVERYTHINg.

sZOLYmq8olQ for Lothaire.

yeaaa....I work almost 50 hours a week and have only so much free time. and Im not devoting those precious hours to this.