UPDATES

independent & selective rp blog for

The Goddess, Eris.

est. March, 2015.

( & )

other blogs:
.

ICONS & GRAPHICS ARE NOT FOR PUBLIC USE !!!!

© . © .

Saint Nicki.

oh, he’ll  w i n c e  himself — did she not understand? his hearing was far beyond the capacity of any human being, & so upon the warner brothers logo appearing, he’ll  f l i n c h  just so, decidedly not liking films very much at this stage, & particularly not at this VOLUME——

nefariiam:

image

y e s, he is somewhat  c o n c e r n e d  as to what he’s let himself be involved with, & it shows in his expression, SHADOWED eyes  ( despite having fed )  glancing quickly towards the door, then towards the clock. seven more hours until daylight.  w o n d e r f u l.

image

                     Eris returned his odd look, eyes thinning in an almost PLAYFUL manner– but that would be unheard of for the Goddess of chaos to be anything but frightening. She clicked down the volume a few notches before scooping up the remote. Body fell sideways onto the couch next to him, feeling the seat sink in and bounce. If he wanted to be a little sourpuss, he could pout all he wanted, but she was gonna put him through the horror flick experience. Right down to the cheesy head-spinning and creepy backwards crawling.

                   ❝    How have you gone this long without ever watching a movie?   ❞

Saint Nic.

sat upon the couch, hands lounging upon his knees for lack of  b e t t e r  place to put them, he’ll glance about the place, lips pursed. this was… new. he didn’t sit & watch films. that, of course, primarily being because the  v a m p i r e  had none to watch them with, but…  m i n o r   d e t a i l s.

& so, perhaps she shouldn’t leave it to  h i m  to decide.

nefariiam:

image

‘ …the EXORCIST? ’  he leaves it  o p e n, for he’s not entirely certain of what he’s agreeing to.

image

              There was a strange noise that followed, one of approval and a minor display of glee. Fingers pushed and prodded the old disc into the player, knees bent just enough to lower her toward the screen. Skinny and pallid fingers slid along the side, clicking on the little, triangular shaped buttons to raise the volume to an unacceptable level. The kind that could scare the absolute shit out of anyone in a 5-mile radius when the paramount pictures logo roared on. 

                 ❝    Oh this movie is absolutely disgusting. You’ll love it.  ❞

ppyre

image

                    ❝   Okay, so, you get to pick. We have, dun dun dun:
                       –The Exorcist orrrr, ah, a great choice: The Grudge.

                    Discordia paused in her tracks, holding both dvds tentatively between
                    her hands. Oh, but didn’t a Goddess of her status have something better
                    to be doing than binging on Halloween classics? Probably. Not that it
                    mattered. Chaos was ever-lasting, and causing a new war could wait an
                    hour and fifty seven minutes.

                                  If you’d prefer,though, I think I have Christopher
                                  Lee’s ’Dracula’ on the shelf somewhere. Maybe.      ❞