I am nearly 40 years old, and am a witchdoctor. I do not care for whining or 'drama' or anything of the sort. You may call upon me for my services, but do remember. Everything comes with a price, in the end.




((A modern RP blog.))

Cat Snyder: Shatter, Part 1

voltroll:

It is so very curious how a simple event can overthrow a complete timeline. How one happening can so drastically alter the fates of those involved? And in this case, the two involved. Brothers, to be exact. Raised under the same roof under different circumstances. Circumstances that bred hate…

Surprised, Brothers?

As am I…but it is a nice surprise. Wouldn’t you agree, dear? People shall frown on me for this. Criticize me…quite frankly, I don’t give a damn. I have no regrets. Why would I? Public opinion? Ha!

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Dear Gods above….of all the people in the world, I never expected…mn…

Every tease, every time you order me around, that fire that burns in your soul that you allow me to play with….the things it does to me….
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Capricorn 
Your element: Earth
Your ruling planets: Saturn
Symbol: The Goat
Your stone: Garnet
Life Pursuit: To be proud of their achievementsVibration: Poweful resilient energyCapricorn Secret Desire: to be admired by their family and friends and the world at large 

Description:The sign of the high roller, Capricorn is regarded as the zodiac’s top, but also quiet, life and business achievers. But, there are two very different types of Capricorns. The first is represented by the mountain goat, always climbing higher and higher; never content until reaching the top. The second is the garden goat, with little adventurous spirit or ambition-happy to remain within a small domain, refusing to budge unless it is pushed. Either type of Capricorn, however, is patient and persevering. They reach their goals because they know the longest journey commences with a single step and that the first step is always the most difficult. The one thing a Capricorn must always try to do is balance work with play; otherwise they can become too one-sided and work can replace true personal emotional fulfilment. Continually climbing the eternal mountain of success, Capricornians rise to the occasion when faced with a new task or deadline. Even if something comes to a grinding halt, their ambition to reach the ultimate keeps them moving forever onwards and upwards (prompted by the strict influence of ruling planet Saturn). Although conservative and cautious, Goats are willing to try unusual approaches on their road to success in business or in love. Romantically, they desire a permanent relationship with someone who’ll give them the affection they crave (and often neglect to give themselves!) The rulership of Saturn - the planet representing responsibility, structure and hard work - ensures that Capricorns in their truest of expression, are ambitious, practical and superb organizers. Although many Capricorns are borderline workaholics, this doesn’t necessarily make them dull or gloomy! They have an offbeat sense of humour, which seems to erupt at the most unexpected moments. Their motivating force in life is success, money, status, authority and - although many might not admit it - love. By nature Capricorns are cautious when entering a new love relationship, but once they feel ‘safe’ with their partner, the cool exterior melts away to reveal a sensitive and loyal heart beneath. As a friend, Capricorns can be relied upon to provide the strongest and most sympathetic pair of shoulders in the zodiac…
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Shattered Glass

A demon….

Slitted eyes glaring at him from the dark…

Hooked talons piercing his chest and dragging him into eternal darkness. He cried out, he did. Reached out to grab at the last bits of light in his fields of vision. But all hands turned away from him, refused to help him. All their owners offered were harsh words and cold eyes. Shunning him. Damning him to whatever fate he was doomed to. Everything began to grow black. The darkness invaded his eyesight, his lungs, his mind…his very SOUL.

Oh, by the Gods it hurt. All he could feel were those malicious things in his chest, pulling him under. He wanted to die. Wanted that release, but he would not. The darkness kept him from bleeding out. He was to be trapped here, all alone. Unable to cry out or even breathe….

Tainted silver eyes were wide with fear, hands flailing about in an attempt to fend off the invading shadows before covering his face, his being shivering and shaking. That was only the second time he’d ever had that dream. And he could still hear that slithering, malicious chuckling in his ear. Why did this shake him up so badly? Why did this dream linger even in the waking world? He ran his hands up and through his hair, shuddering and trying to put the thoughts out of his head, but….something warm and sticky lingered. The witchdoctor frowned, slowly lowering his hands to see what it could be.


Warm red blood, coating his hands like days of old. It made him smile a little, observing the color in the dim light of some ungodly hour of the morning. The smile quickly faded, however, when he began to wonder…where did all this blood come from. He looked at himself, frown deepening. Yes, it was as though he had beaten someone to death and then ripped apart their insides. Blankets, skin…everything soaked in blood. He shifted to look on the floor and see if there was a dead body there perhaps, when his foot bumped into something warm and solid. This made the Redguard jolt. Why on Nirn would he EVER …? Slowly he looked over, and once again found himself paling, shivering, eyes wide with horror.

Golden skin covered in dark bruises and red life, brown hair as warm as the earth tattered and tangled…he knew that body…knew it because he wanted to explore every inch of it. He let out a scream and kicked himself from the bed, covering his face with his hands and shaking. His eyes shut tightly and he pressed his knees to his chest, gritting his teeth. Oh Gods, what happened? He’d killed before, messily and gladly. But NEVER in his sleep, never someone he did not want to harm….his eyes slowly opened and he dared to peek out from behind his fingers, but felt no relief. The illusion was gone, his room once again as it was. The only disturbance was that he himself cause in his rush to get out of bed. No blood, no body. But the image remained burned in his mind and he sat there, forehead pressed to his knees shaking.

He hadn’t ACTUALLY harmed the boy….this wasn’t some kind of grim reminder…..

Was it?

Slowly, agonizingly so, his breathing calmed and he didn’t shake nearly as bad, but he refused to move from where he sat. No, he would not move for a while. He was not afraid of his abilities, not afraid of his potential…but… being that which brought on the painful ache of destroying that which brought a semblance of happiness to his life….?

Was this some kind of omen….? 

“Gods….no….” 

Anonymous sent: Do you smell weird? Someone told me people like you do.

‘People like me’? ‘Weird’? Very subjective terms. Especially considering everyone in this world, and I mean EVERYONE, carries their own scent. And most of the time, they cannot pick up their own scent because they are so used to it.

Now, have you some purpose for asking this besides wasting my time?

Nistac Funfact!

((When Nistac becomes absorbed in a project, or some other form of work, he’ll often go without food. This will often lead to him being very tired, chilly, cranky, and even passing out, and only then will he remember to eat, if only a little, to continue working. 

Lately, he’s been repeating that mistake due to being wrapped up in research of extending one’s life. He finds it fascinating and mentally stimulating, so it doesn’t occur to him to sit down and eat a bowl of soup or something. At least he enjoys what he does?))

corgano sent: You're... like the moons... plenty of you. Everywhere. And the khajiit... are all different... BECAUSE... of you...

………….what?

voltroll:

I am not begging for money. I am offering cheap commissions. My friend and older brother figure and his new wife are about to be evicted from their home and I want to help them and my friend’s foster family in any way I can. I don’t want people so dear to me sleeping under a damn bridge like he’s talking about doing! Message me if you’re interested, and know that it is GREATLY appreciated.
For all pics I will need a character ref or description. The more detailed, the better the outcome!
$2 -Little chibis. Can color if you want.
$5 - Bust sketch 
$10 - Two person bust sketch OR full-body sketch (with pose ref)
I know, this seems a bit pricey for someone who isn’t a great artist, but I am in desperate need. Thank you for even bothering to read this. Reblog if maybe you have some watchers that would be interested!
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