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@askboygenius
Emoji starters!
Send one of the following and I will write a starter where:
😴 - my muse is sleeping 😤 - my muse is in a bad mood 😭 - my muse is crying 😁 - my muse is laughing 😘 - my muse is flirting (with yours or an NPC) 😝 - my muse is goofing around 😱 - my muse is scared 🤒 - my muse is sick 😑 - my muse is indifferent 😬 - my muse is worried
❝ Oh my god. That was dangerous! I could have died! That was amazing! ❞ -timcisdcad
"We must have different definitions of amazing." Spencer said, slightly bemused. How she had managed to drag him into this, he still wasn't sure, but it definitely was an adventure. "I know I said I helped the Royal Magician back home, but that was more cataloging rare magical animals and reading. Not... whatever this is." He gestured to the blown to bits pile in front of them.
@timcisdcad
“I have to say, sm-- Spencer,” and she does make a point to correct herself before continuing, “I didn’t know what to expect!! I mean, magic didn’t work on the Isle so even knowing my dad has crazy powers like he does didn’t mean I knew anything about it. That was so totally awesome!!!!”
She beams and rocks her weight back onto one foot. “Thanks for agreeing to supervise, though, just in case.”
He does appreciate the effort on the name, and he can slightly understand wanting to try something that she's never been able to try before. He just also doesn't want to get exploded. "I would like to say, I didn't really agree. You just kinda grabbed me in the hallway and asked if I had any experience with magic." He chuckled a little bit. "But if you ever need help with learning how not to explode stuff, maybe I can do some research and help you out."
❝ Oh my god. That was dangerous! I could have died! That was amazing! ❞ -timcisdcad
"We must have different definitions of amazing." Spencer said, slightly bemused. How she had managed to drag him into this, he still wasn't sure, but it definitely was an adventure. "I know I said I helped the Royal Magician back home, but that was more cataloging rare magical animals and reading. Not... whatever this is." He gestured to the blown to bits pile in front of them.
@timcisdcad
NIGHT IN THE WOODS STARTERS
Disclaimer: Feel free to change any of these in order to suit your needs if needed be!
❝ That all sounded a lot more bad-ass in my head. ❞
❝ You feeling spooky? ❞
❝ I hate beer. ❞
❝ I get it. This won’t stop until I die. ❞
❝ Wheel me out of the curb for garbage day. ❞
❝ Let’s poke it with a stick. ❞
❝ Well, that was really interesting, but I need to go listen to my cells die. ❞
❝ Not too late to throw ourselves into traffic instead. ❞
❝ Do your spooky face. ❞
❝ I could have died! ❞
❝ Ghosts aren’t a thing. ❞
❝ My entire life feels like running after something. ❞
❝ My entire life feels like running after something. That keeps moving away into the distance. ❞
❝ My entire life feels like running after something. That keeps moving away into the distance. While I stay in the same place. ❞
❝ Cross and die, mortal! ❞
❝ One time I farted in front of the class. ❞
❝ I’m gonna miss you all over again now. ❞
❝ Stab me once, shame on you. ❞
❝ Stab me once, shame on you. Stab me thrice, shame on y… ice. ❞
❝ Oh my god. That was dangerous! I could have died! That was amazing! ❞
❝ I stayed here and got older, while you went off and stayed the same. ❞
❝ I am gonna stab you repeatedly with this knife. ❞
❝ That was dangerous! ❞
❝ Ok I’m like, double-in now. ❞
❝ Remember when we used to knife fight? ❞
❝ I got knives. Right now. Just saying. ❞
❝ I poked it with a stick. ❞
❝ I have weird thoughts. ❞
❝ I want to eat people sometimes. ❞
❝ I have really up up days and really down down days. ❞
❝ I have really up up days and really down down days. And I don’t know which it is until it’s over sometimes. ❞
❝ I want to hope again. ❞
❝ I want to hope again. And I want it to hurt. Because that means that it meant something. ❞
❝ Sorry, I’m rambling. ❞
❝ I love you. ❞
Spencer: There is nothing worse than hearing people attempt to sound intelligent by using lengthy words and misusing them.
Zevon: I completeamately photonomitsynthemaisize with this.
Open Starter: Not a Chance
askboygenius:
“Spencer Ridley.” His last name feels odd to the tongue. He starches his head as he thinks about the answer to his question, “Um, the library seemed pretty deserted, and pretty much no one’s been in this part of the castle. Your best bet is probably your dorm room though, or a friend’s if you think your family will find you in yours.”
“I… don’t have any friends. My cousin is my roommate though so they’ve basically already found my room. Thanks, though.”
Well, there’s that admission out of the way. Feeling out of his element for certain now, he reaches back and pulls his hood up, withdrawing himself even more. “I’ll figure it out, it’s no big deal, just thought I would ask.”
Wynn seems just as uncomfortable with today as Spencer feels. "You can stay in mine, if you want." He's a little surprised at himself for offering, but at the very least it will give him an excuse to take his time getting back. "I don't really have many friends either, and I get not wanting to be out there."
Open Starter: Not a Chance
askboygenius:
Spencer just wanted to stay as far away from the event as possible. Large crowds were overwhelming, and he didn’t want to think about the fact his mom couldn’t come. Checking his phone, he saw a text from Baileywick, telling him that he and Cedric were here. He made a quick turn down the hallway he was walking through to make his way to the event.
“No, it’s okay, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” he said, grateful the other person hadn’t run into him.
Wynn nods. “It’s all right, neither was I. Wynn Kristoffson, look, is there anywhere this direction that’s decent hiding for people who aren’t looking to spend the day with family? I love mine, it’s just… complicated.”
Wynn sighs a bit, putting his hands in the pockets of his jacket, uncomfortable with the entire situation. He was never the best with people, that was always Maelona. Everything was Maelona and he was just… there, following his sister, and now… yeah, okay, doing things on his own is still uncomfortable and weird.
That’s not really stopping him though.
"Spencer Ridley." His last name feels odd to the tongue. He starches his head as he thinks about the answer to his question, "Um, the library seemed pretty deserted, and pretty much no one's been in this part of the castle. Your best bet is probably your dorm room though, or a friend's if you think your family will find you in yours."
Open Starter: Not a Chance
Wynn ducks his way out of the crowds at the school, looking for somewhere to just hang out until this was over. He didn’t really care about seeing his parents and he definitely didn’t wanna be stuck spending time with Maelona acting like everything was normal.
So he’d left Maelona the second he’d gotten a chance to slip away. Turning a corner, he nearly walks into someone, backing up slightly and looking at them. “My bad.”
Spencer just wanted to stay as far away from the event as possible. Large crowds were overwhelming, and he didn't want to think about the fact his mom couldn't come. Checking his phone, he saw a text from Baileywick, telling him that he and Cedric were here. He made a quick turn down the hallway he was walking through to make his way to the event.
"No, it's okay, I wasn't looking where I was going," he said, grateful the other person hadn't run into him.
Open Starter: Walk With Nature
askboygenius:
Spencer closed his locker, things he needed forgotten for the moment in the excitement of someone actually being invested in what he had to say. “That’s actually pretty close to my next class, I can show you.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, it was closer than they currently were. “And it doesn’t sound weird at all. I’m from an odd home situation myself, so I get it. I hold to science and facts, knowing the why behind things happening is reassuring to me as well.”
Rebecca nods, raising an eyebrow when he closes his locker again when he’d just gotten it open when she walked over. “If you need to get stuff for your next class, I don’t mind waiting. I’ve got a bit of a break right now.”
Smiling a bit, she nods when he tells her that it’s not weird, actually agreeing with her even, and sighs and shrugs a bit. “I guess I wasn’t expecting that here. Where I’m from, things people probably see as normal here are weird, but then some of the things I’m pretty used to as normal there, I at least thought might be a bit odd here. I don’t really fit in well anywhere, to be honest, so I’m kinda used to that… it’s nice to not be alone.”
Shifting a bit, she adjusts the strap of her purse a bit, and the bird on her finger curiously taps at the gold Starfleet pin on said strap. Laughing, she pulls the bird away from it. “Nope, we’re not doing that.”
Spencer looks between her and the locker for a second, before nodding and opening his locker as quickly as possible.
"It's totally understandable," He smiles as he pulls his stuff out of his locker and shuts the door, "It's nice to not be so alone too."
He holds out a hand to gesture her in the right direction of her class. Noticing the pin, he grins, "Which one's your favorite?"
askboygenius:
Open Starter: “Light” Reading
The one thing he’d been looking forward to most in coming to Auradon Prep was the library. He was excited to get some new reading material, even if he’d blow through it in the week.
He carried a stack of books he’d managed to find and sat it down at an empty table. Or what he thought was an empty table, a person emerged from behind his stack as he set it down. “Oh, I’m sorry. Is it okay if I sit here? I just need somewhere to do some light reading.”
She hears someone setting books down and looks up, not really seeming remotely stunned by the amount of books he’s piled up and chuckling. “I did the same thing my first day. Feel free, I’m just rereading something myself. What’s your estimate on how long it takes you to get through the library?”
Harmony would be lying if she said she wasn’t asking to see if he’d have her beat or not. Probably would, just by giving him a once over she has a feeling he’s had a better shot at education than she did growing up.
"I'm glad I'm not alone," Spencer gives her a soft smile and sits down in the empty seat. He wasn't expecting someone to relate to him; it was a nice feeling. "If every book in here is a book I haven't read before, I would say about a month in between classes and other school activities. Though I would realistically cut that down by a third, because I know at least some of the library back home has duplicates here. How long did it take you?
Open Starter: The Girl is Trouble
askboygenius:
“Thank you.” Spencer took a breath, and starts walking. “Come on, we should probably find our rooms.” He fails to mention he’s already found his, but she still has her things.
“So, what do you mean by ‘names have power’,” he asks as they walk. It’s a phrase he knows, but he’s curious to know what she means by it.
She follows after him abruptly, still perky and thrilled at last that he seems to be accepting her. “Sounds good to me!”
At the question, she huffs slightly. “Well… okay, but you can’t run away on me when you hear the answer. Because the answer involves me saying who or even just what my dad is and people always run away when they hear it.” She pouts a bit. “People who know the name feel extremely unsafe once they hear it and judge me for being part of that family.”
Rightfully so, but she doesn’t need to admit that.
He doesn't want to admit that he gets it, at least a little bit. Having a mom with severe schizophrenia didn't make many friends either. "I won't run away from you. Who your dad is has very little bearing on who you are. Now, if you tell 'hey, I also do those bad things' then we may have a problem." It was a tiny lie; parents behavior usually did have a major say in how a child turned out later in life, but he was trying to be nice.
Open Starter: Getting Along
askboygenius:
Spencer was trying to figure out when would be a good time to ask Fairy Godmother to let him leave campus. It was something, they’d discussed with her when he got her. But he was still unsure about when he should go; it had been years since he’d seen her.
He stared at the cookie for a second before looking to the person attached to it. Was he really that obvious? “Thank you, for the cookie. I’m Spencer.” He hoped his awkward expression came off as more a smile than a grimace.
He smiles a bit. “No problem. I’m Kai, I’ve pretty much always got some kind of snack on me if you ever just need to ask. Most people think it’s weird since my mom’s Gretel, but I have a terrible sweet tooth, so I pretty much always have something on me or in my locker or something. Just ask, I really don’t mind sharing.”
Though his expression turns to one of concern. “You’re new, right? Everything okay? I know this school can be a bit overwhelming when you first get started.”
"It is pretty odd. But that's not necessarily a bad thing. Oddities are what make us different from the people around. They're what make us distinctly us." Spencer finally actually takes the cookie from his hand.
His sort of smile drops at the question, "Yeah, everything is fine. Just trying to work out some scheduling conflicts. I may have to go find fairy godmother after this class. Thank you, though."
Open Starter: Walk With Nature
askboygenius:
Her apology doesn’t really make sense; he was startled by his locker more than her, but she’s already moved on before he can say something. “Yeah, historically speaking to animals was a trait heavily needed by leaders, especially before we made it into the modern age. I can find you some books in the library about it if you’re interested.”
Realizing she’d stopped to talk to him for a reason, he ducked his head a little, “After I get you to your locker. I’m Spencer, by the way.”
“That’d be great!” Rebecca’s actually kind of enthusiastic about this. “Sorry, it’s just… I guess coming from somewhere like New York, having a sensible explanation for the off-shot trait I got from my mom just feels kind of… reassuring, in some weird way. That… probably sounds weird. My mom’s from Andalasia and had her fairytale story all set up, but, long story short fell down an enchanted well and ended up in New York City, where she met my dad and fell in love with him instead of her prince. In the end, mom and dad stayed in New York and their exes got together and went back to Andalasia. I’m… a bit of an oddity back home. With the whole ‘talking to animals’ thing.”
When he mentions her locker she pauses and chuckles a bit. “Oh, yeah, my locker. 117. I think it’s over close to the auditorium?” Her eyebrows furrow as she tries to remember before she nods. “Yeah, that sounds right.”
Gently, she moves the bird off her shoulder by reaching up a hand, and watching it automatically perch on her finger. It’s somewhat an absentminded habit of hers. “It’s nice to meet you, Spencer.”
Spencer closed his locker, things he needed forgotten for the moment in the excitement of someone actually being invested in what he had to say. "That's actually pretty close to my next class, I can show you." It wasn't entirely a lie, it was closer than they currently were. "And it doesn't sound weird at all. I'm from an odd home situation myself, so I get it. I hold to science and facts, knowing the why behind things happening is reassuring to me as well."
Open Starter: "Light" Reading
The one thing he'd been looking forward to most in coming to Auradon Prep was the library. He was excited to get some new reading material, even if he'd blow through it in the week.
He carried a stack of books he'd managed to find and sat it down at an empty table. Or what he thought was an empty table, a person emerged from behind his stack as he set it down. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is it okay if I sit here? I just need somewhere to do some light reading."
Open Starter: The Girl is Trouble
askboygenius:
Spencer really didn’t like this. Part of him still remembers the girls in middle school that were nice to people simply to find some embarrassing secret and plaster it all over the school and the castle. “I guess. I don’t have a lot of friends either.” It’s true. He doesn’t have any yet, actually. This is why he moved here, to make new friends, to finally fit in. Maybe this won’t turn out as bad as he fears it will.
“And it’s Spencer, not ‘Smartie’,” he adds on. The nickname was starting to make him more uncomfortable than her too happy demeanor.
Marella laughs. “Force of habit. Names are a powerful thing in a lot of circumstances, so my family tends to go into nicknames. My dad calls me ‘firecracker’. I think some people think he’s just forgotten my name. He hasn’t, but because with especially him names have power, he kinda gives everyone a nickname thematically.”
Shrugging, she adds, “I’ll try my best, Spencer, but don’t be surprised if it slips out.”
"Thank you." Spencer took a breath, and starts walking. "Come on, we should probably find our rooms." He fails to mention he's already found his, but she still has her things.
"So, what do you mean by 'names have power'," he asks as they walk. It's a phrase he knows, but he's curious to know what she means by it.
Open Starter: Getting Along
Kai laughs a bit and waves to some of his teammates who’d nudged him as they’d passed by on their way to class, getting a baggie of cookies out of his locker alongside his books.
Things here were pretty great in his opinion. Kai loved everything about Auradon Prep, and he’d found it so easy to make friends here. It was even cool to see Hakon around, though his brother was still avoiding him.
Smiling, he closes his locker quickly, getting ready to head to class when he sees someone who seems… a little down, actually. Opening his baggie, he gets a cookie and holds it out. “They’re chocolate chip. You look like you could use something to cheer you up.”
Spencer was trying to figure out when would be a good time to ask Fairy Godmother to let him leave campus. It was something, they'd discussed with her when he got her. But he was still unsure about when he should go; it had been years since he'd seen her.
He stared at the cookie for a second before looking to the person attached to it. Was he really that obvious? "Thank you, for the cookie. I'm Spencer." He hoped his awkward expression came off as more a smile than a grimace.
Open Starter: The Girl is Trouble
askboygenius:
He can understand the being picked on, just for being part of a family people don’t understand, so he doesn’t question it. Spencer simply nods, “I am new, but I memorized the map for the school already. If you need help finding somewhere, I can probably direct you to wherever it is you need to go…” he doesn’t trust how nice she’s being, it doesn’t seem genuine, “first-day buddy?”
Smart, extremely smart, and seemingly getting smarter with everything she learns about him. Marella makes a mental note of it.
“That works too! Wow, good memory.” Almost too good. But at the final questioning tone, she decides intentionally to take it as him saying yes, squealing slightly and bouncing in place. “Great! Spencer and Marella, best friends till the next apocalypse over! I love it! I don’t have a lot of friends, people didn’t trust me where I’m from, can’t even begin to imagine why. There’s gonna be so much more to the school to handle than just finding where you’re going, y’know, smartie, and I’ll be here for all the hurdles that come your way, huh?”
Spencer really didn't like this. Part of him still remembers the girls in middle school that were nice to people simply to find some embarrassing secret and plaster it all over the school and the castle. "I guess. I don't have a lot of friends either." It's true. He doesn't have any yet, actually. This is why he moved here, to make new friends, to finally fit in. Maybe this won't turn out as bad as he fears it will.
"And it's Spencer, not 'Smartie'," he adds on. The nickname was starting to make him more uncomfortable than her too happy demeanor.
