Retired, But On Fire

Hey, I'm Lyndi Latticello, general practitioner and retired battle medic. Welcome to my personal/ask blog. ((Occasional mature subjects addressed but still not explicit.))

[celestialsushi-deactivated20250]

I rather liked Lyndi...I hope she's doing something cool right now off in space

Aww, thank you! Yeah, she’s doing fine. She’s still living on that hidden Chilzumi planet as a political refugee until things blow over but she’s definitely alive and doing well (her hair’s grown out quite a bit too). I’ve been pretty busy lately (with indie dev stuff, musical/dub group things, and just procrastination in general due to my anxiety) but that doesn’t mean we’ll never see her again. It won’t be in RP form, but it’s not the end for Lyndi :)

[asklyndi]

Euh merry Christmas doctor!

((Lyndi’s kind of out of range and off the map for her own safety, but I passed along the message and she wishes you a merry Christmas too! :3 She had to look up what Christmas was but she’s hoping everyone’s having a warm and wonderful holiday.))

[asklyndi]

Hey how's Ret doing???

I… honestly have no idea. I haven’t heard from him since I got that message after he challenged Cocky to that lightsaber duel…

Wherever he is, I hope he’s doing okay.

((He’s fine. Just hasn’t updated his page in quite a while. But he’s fine.))

[asklyndi]

The lagomorph dialed Lyn's phone after some hesitation. "Hello?"

Somewhere far off, the pink and blonde Chilzumi was engrossed in some reading on the holonet.  The familiar buzz of her phone pulled her out of her trance, however, and she glanced at the caller ID.

And promptly fell out of her chair.  “COCKY!!! OH MY GODS, COCKY, IT’S REALLY YOU!!”  She quickly realized that she probably almost blew his hearing out with her unbridled emotion.  “Ah… sorry about that… I just…”  Tears filled her eyes.  “I thought I’d never hear from you again.”

[askcocky]

Cocky was very surprised, but feeling very relieved to confirm she was alive, he just chuckled softly. “Hi, Chili. Why are not here, tending to the almost dead, as it is your sacred duty?”

[asklyndi]

“‘Almost dead’?”  Her heart sank.  “Oh, man, Cocky; I figured it was bad, but I didn’t realize it was that bad…”  She glanced at the silver locked hanging nearby off a picture of the two of them together, the pendant throbbing at a fairly steady pace.  “But some absolutely terrible stuff happened to me, so I’m afraid I’ve been kept a bit of a secret… from a good deal of the surrounding area and planets.  At least for the time being.  Anyway, do you remember that you and S told me I should get arrested sometime as an “essential life experience”?”

[askcocky]

“It’s just a figure of speech. I was that bad, but I got better. And I remember telling you should get arrested, but only as part of a group, remember?” Cocky tried to supress his fear. “Now tell me what happened, please. No one here wants to talk about you, and it’s seriously freaking me out.”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi exhaled through her lips.  “It’s… honestly a long story.  But to answer the big question on your mind, they’re probably not talking about me because it’s a means to keep me safe.  I’m… a political refugee at the moment.  I’m safe, though!  Don’t get me wrong; there’s actually a group of Chilzumi keeping me safe on an unknown planet.  Who knew there were others out there who were so different from the homeworld Chilzumi, huh?  They appreciate non-visual arts here.  Like, everyone is accepted for their talents and there’s no snobby attitudes because we’re all in this together.”

She chuckled for a moment.  “But the reason I’m here is because I published my paper.  The medical council back home mostly didn’t like it–there were a few dissenters who met the same fate as me–but they saw my research as a threat and decided it would be best to lock me in prison.  Well, joke’s on them, considering my paper’s all over the holonet.  Pretty sure they’ve blocked it on Museoris, though.”

[askcocky]

Cocky felt anger rising in him as he listened to Lyndi’s tale. She was just the sweetest person ever, how could have they thrown her in jail??? The mere thought made his blood boil. “They threw you in jail for telling the truth??? That despicable, sanctimonious pack of tongueworms!” He tried to keep it under control. “This… this explains your distress calls from a while ago. I’m very sorry I couldn’t help you, Lyn. I have been in a coma for the last six weeks.” The lago swallowed hard. “I’m glad you’re safe now, but… since I’m the President of B’eel now… you could have sanctuary here. I wouldn’t let anybody to touch you. Hell, I’ll go to war over it, let them try.” He chuckled darkly.

[asklyndi]

“You were in a COMA??”  Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “My gods, Cocky… hearing that makes the four weeks I spent in prison sound like nothing at all…  Please tell me they’re treating you well!  How good are their skills?  Are you recovering quickly??”  She shook her head.  “You know what?  Never mind all that; I’ll see for myself.  As your doctor, I’ll take you up on that offer of sanctuary.”

[askcocky]

“Yay!” Cocky felt genuinely happy, he’d see his chilzumi friend soon. “It was honestly not so bad. I wasn’t feeling anything, I was just asleep. The bad thing was just before, and after. Still kind of dealing with the loss of my left hand, and whatever horror is under these b- AAGH!” A loud noise was heard, then the call ended.

[asklyndi]

“Cocky?? COCKY??” Lyndi stared at her phone for a few moments, horrified by the sudden end of the call.  It was bad enough that he’d said something about losing his left hand–the same hand that she’d operated on months ago–but this on top of it?

She tried calling, but no response.  Something was happening to one of her best friends.  And she couldn’t do anything about it. In the meantime, she decided it would be best to pray and just wait to see if he would call back.

[askcocky]

Half an hour later, another call. “H-hello?”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi, who’d been anxiously sitting by her phone, scrambled to pick it up, dropping it a few times. “Cocky?? Oh my gods, what happened?? Are you all right??”

[askcocky]

“Something exploded.” He sounded agitated. “They’re not telling me what. They just came in a hurry and moved me to another room. I hope no one was killed this time. My double got killed a few days ago, with a bomb…” A bitter little laugh. “Lyn, I have pissed a lot of people, and now they’re trying to…. eh.” Cocky just stared at the door for a while. “It’s madness here. S-say… are you… are you safe where you are? Do you have everything you need?”

[asklyndi]

“Oh my gods…” She took a moment before answering. “I… I am. No one except the rebel group knows where I am. Not even papa or Fabrice. We’re waiting things out to see if and when I can come out of hiding. In fact, if I was going to visit you sometime in the near future, it’d have to be under an assumed name and identity.” In hesitation, she swallowed; something about this felt… odd. Her pulse quickened. “W-Why do you ask?”

[askcocky]

There was a long pause. Finally, Cocky said: “I’m just trying to assess what is the best place for you right now, Lyn. You say you’re safe and well wherever you are. Here, I can protect you from the Chilzumi government, but I can’t even protect myself.” He sighed. “They’re trying to kill me, and that means everybody around me is in danger. I have not even allowed Oli to visit me. Please, Lyn. I would love to see you, but at the same time, I’d hate it if something happened to you just for having the misfortune of being my friend.”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi swallowed hard.  “Cocky… I… my gods, why is this so hard?”  She bit her lip.  Despite everything, she knew what the best decision was.  “I… Y-You’re right… much as I h-hate the meaning of all this… It’s… b-better if I stay put here.”  A heavy sigh carried over the feed as she walked over to the photograph, picked up the locket, and held it close to her own heart.  “I’d ask you to promise me you’ll be safe, but… I know that’s not possible.  It’s never a guarantee with government work.”

[askcocky]

“I’m trying,” Cocky said, and sighed in turn. “However, ME being absolutely selfish, I demand of  you a promise that  you will be safe. Promise me?”

[asklyndi]

She chuckled lightly. “You’re allowed to be selfish; you’re recovering after a coma, for Juliska’s sake.” She paused, gently cradling her phone close.. “…I can’t guarantee anything either in the long run, but for the moment… yes.  In the here and now, I promise to do my best to stay safe.”

[askcocky]

“That’s enough for me.” A big pause, then quietly. “I miss you, and I wish you were here. But at the same time, I prefer to think you’re okay, wherever you are. We’ll meet at some point, right?” But Cocky was suddenly sure that was not going to happen, ever. “I’ll be seeing you, Lyn.”

[asklyndi]

“Yeah...” she said, softly.  Her eyes misted.  “See you around someday.”  With the heaviest of hearts, her thumb gently touched the end call button.  “Someday...” she said, sliding to the floor, staring out the window. “...Someday...”

((The end.))

[asklyndi]

I love you

Oh! Uh... thank you!

[asklyndi]

If you could say something to anybody in the universe right now living or dead what would it be?

Hmm... I’d probably want to talk to my father and see if he and Fabrice are doing okay. I can’t see them right now while things are crazy, politically-speaking. They don’t even know where I am exactly.

I’m just hoping that I don’t have to be an “enemy” of Museoris all my life.

[asklyndi]

((Yaaay new lyndi post!!!))

((Yep! After seeing all the crazy stuff going on between Cocky and Guybrush’s story, I felt inspired to draw a picture. She’s not quite sure what was going on with the locket...))

[asklyndi]

The lagomorph dialed Lyn's phone after some hesitation. "Hello?"

Somewhere far off, the pink and blonde Chilzumi was engrossed in some reading on the holonet.  The familiar buzz of her phone pulled her out of her trance, however, and she glanced at the caller ID.

And promptly fell out of her chair.  “COCKY!!! OH MY GODS, COCKY, IT’S REALLY YOU!!”  She quickly realized that she probably almost blew his hearing out with her unbridled emotion.  “Ah… sorry about that… I just…”  Tears filled her eyes.  “I thought I’d never hear from you again.”

[askcocky]

Cocky was very surprised, but feeling very relieved to confirm she was alive, he just chuckled softly. “Hi, Chili. Why are not here, tending to the almost dead, as it is your sacred duty?”

[asklyndi]

“‘Almost dead’?”  Her heart sank.  “Oh, man, Cocky; I figured it was bad, but I didn’t realize it was that bad…”  She glanced at the silver locked hanging nearby off a picture of the two of them together, the pendant throbbing at a fairly steady pace.  “But some absolutely terrible stuff happened to me, so I’m afraid I’ve been kept a bit of a secret… from a good deal of the surrounding area and planets.  At least for the time being.  Anyway, do you remember that you and S told me I should get arrested sometime as an “essential life experience”?”

[askcocky]

“It’s just a figure of speech. I was that bad, but I got better. And I remember telling you should get arrested, but only as part of a group, remember?” Cocky tried to supress his fear. “Now tell me what happened, please. No one here wants to talk about you, and it’s seriously freaking me out.”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi exhaled through her lips.  “It’s… honestly a long story.  But to answer the big question on your mind, they’re probably not talking about me because it’s a means to keep me safe.  I’m… a political refugee at the moment.  I’m safe, though!  Don’t get me wrong; there’s actually a group of Chilzumi keeping me safe on an unknown planet.  Who knew there were others out there who were so different from the homeworld Chilzumi, huh?  They appreciate non-visual arts here.  Like, everyone is accepted for their talents and there’s no snobby attitudes because we’re all in this together.”

She chuckled for a moment.  “But the reason I’m here is because I published my paper.  The medical council back home mostly didn’t like it–there were a few dissenters who met the same fate as me–but they saw my research as a threat and decided it would be best to lock me in prison.  Well, joke’s on them, considering my paper’s all over the holonet.  Pretty sure they’ve blocked it on Museoris, though.”

[askcocky]

Cocky felt anger rising in him as he listened to Lyndi’s tale. She was just the sweetest person ever, how could have they thrown her in jail??? The mere thought made his blood boil. “They threw you in jail for telling the truth??? That despicable, sanctimonious pack of tongueworms!” He tried to keep it under control. “This… this explains your distress calls from a while ago. I’m very sorry I couldn’t help you, Lyn. I have been in a coma for the last six weeks.” The lago swallowed hard. “I’m glad you’re safe now, but… since I’m the President of B’eel now… you could have sanctuary here. I wouldn’t let anybody to touch you. Hell, I’ll go to war over it, let them try.” He chuckled darkly.

[asklyndi]

“You were in a COMA??”  Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “My gods, Cocky… hearing that makes the four weeks I spent in prison sound like nothing at all…  Please tell me they’re treating you well!  How good are their skills?  Are you recovering quickly??”  She shook her head.  “You know what?  Never mind all that; I’ll see for myself.  As your doctor, I’ll take you up on that offer of sanctuary.”

[askcocky]

“Yay!” Cocky felt genuinely happy, he’d see his chilzumi friend soon. “It was honestly not so bad. I wasn’t feeling anything, I was just asleep. The bad thing was just before, and after. Still kind of dealing with the loss of my left hand, and whatever horror is under these b- AAGH!” A loud noise was heard, then the call ended.

[asklyndi]

“Cocky?? COCKY??” Lyndi stared at her phone for a few moments, horrified by the sudden end of the call.  It was bad enough that he’d said something about losing his left hand–the same hand that she’d operated on months ago–but this on top of it?

She tried calling, but no response.  Something was happening to one of her best friends.  And she couldn’t do anything about it. In the meantime, she decided it would be best to pray and just wait to see if he would call back.

[askcocky]

Half an hour later, another call. “H-hello?”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi, who’d been anxiously sitting by her phone, scrambled to pick it up, dropping it a few times. “Cocky?? Oh my gods, what happened?? Are you all right??”

[askcocky]

“Something exploded.” He sounded agitated. “They’re not telling me what. They just came in a hurry and moved me to another room. I hope no one was killed this time. My double got killed a few days ago, with a bomb…” A bitter little laugh. “Lyn, I have pissed a lot of people, and now they’re trying to…. eh.” Cocky just stared at the door for a while. “It’s madness here. S-say… are you… are you safe where you are? Do you have everything you need?”

[asklyndi]

“Oh my gods…” She took a moment before answering. “I… I am. No one except the rebel group knows where I am. Not even papa or Fabrice. We’re waiting things out to see if and when I can come out of hiding. In fact, if I was going to visit you sometime in the near future, it’d have to be under an assumed name and identity.” In hesitation, she swallowed; something about this felt… odd. Her pulse quickened. “W-Why do you ask?”

[askcocky]

There was a long pause. Finally, Cocky said: “I’m just trying to assess what is the best place for you right now, Lyn. You say you’re safe and well wherever you are. Here, I can protect you from the Chilzumi government, but I can’t even protect myself.” He sighed. “They’re trying to kill me, and that means everybody around me is in danger. I have not even allowed Oli to visit me. Please, Lyn. I would love to see you, but at the same time, I’d hate it if something happened to you just for having the misfortune of being my friend.”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi swallowed hard.  “Cocky… I… my gods, why is this so hard?”  She bit her lip.  Despite everything, she knew what the best decision was.  “I… Y-You’re right… much as I h-hate the meaning of all this… It’s… b-better if I stay put here.”  A heavy sigh carried over the feed as she walked over to the photograph, picked up the locket, and held it close to her own heart.  “I’d ask you to promise me you’ll be safe, but… I know that’s not possible.  It’s never a guarantee with government work.”

[askcocky]

“I’m trying,” Cocky said, and sighed in turn. “However, ME being absolutely selfish, I demand of  you a promise that  you will be safe. Promise me?”

[asklyndi]

She chuckled lightly. “You’re allowed to be selfish; you’re recovering after a coma, for Juliska’s sake.” She paused, gently cradling her phone close.. “...I can’t guarantee anything either in the long run, but for the moment... yes.  In the here and now, I promise to do my best to stay safe.”

[asklyndi]

((Meanwhile, on the other side of the universe...))

[asklyndi]

Any thoughts on a Halloween costume?

Nnnnnnot particularly… and chances are good that if they haven’t even heard of Halloween around here then it’s all going to be nothing but confusion at first.

But it seems like they will be celebrating Darkest Night (info here), so maybe I can try to blend some Halloween customs in with that?

[asklyndi]

Hi Lyndi are you going to celebrate Halloween? Is that a thing where you are now?

Hm… not sure… but if it isn’t I could always try instituting it as a new holiday here! :D

[therapywiths]

Coloring Commissions Time!

//I’m open for coloring commissions! Got some art you want colored? I can do it! SFW or NSFW, whatever you got is fine. Prices ARE negotiable with a standard rate for flat colors of $8 per character. I’ll try and work within your budget :D

I can really use the money so all help is appreciated. Just be sure you have the original artist’s permission to have me color the piece.

If you are interested or would like to know more drop me an ask or a PM @therapywiths 

[asklyndi]

The lagomorph dialed Lyn's phone after some hesitation. "Hello?"

Somewhere far off, the pink and blonde Chilzumi was engrossed in some reading on the holonet.  The familiar buzz of her phone pulled her out of her trance, however, and she glanced at the caller ID.

And promptly fell out of her chair.  “COCKY!!! OH MY GODS, COCKY, IT’S REALLY YOU!!”  She quickly realized that she probably almost blew his hearing out with her unbridled emotion.  “Ah… sorry about that… I just…”  Tears filled her eyes.  “I thought I’d never hear from you again.”

[askcocky]

Cocky was very surprised, but feeling very relieved to confirm she was alive, he just chuckled softly. “Hi, Chili. Why are not here, tending to the almost dead, as it is your sacred duty?”

[asklyndi]

“‘Almost dead’?”  Her heart sank.  “Oh, man, Cocky; I figured it was bad, but I didn’t realize it was that bad…”  She glanced at the silver locked hanging nearby off a picture of the two of them together, the pendant throbbing at a fairly steady pace.  “But some absolutely terrible stuff happened to me, so I’m afraid I’ve been kept a bit of a secret… from a good deal of the surrounding area and planets.  At least for the time being.  Anyway, do you remember that you and S told me I should get arrested sometime as an “essential life experience”?”

[askcocky]

“It’s just a figure of speech. I was that bad, but I got better. And I remember telling you should get arrested, but only as part of a group, remember?” Cocky tried to supress his fear. “Now tell me what happened, please. No one here wants to talk about you, and it’s seriously freaking me out.”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi exhaled through her lips.  “It’s… honestly a long story.  But to answer the big question on your mind, they’re probably not talking about me because it’s a means to keep me safe.  I’m… a political refugee at the moment.  I’m safe, though!  Don’t get me wrong; there’s actually a group of Chilzumi keeping me safe on an unknown planet.  Who knew there were others out there who were so different from the homeworld Chilzumi, huh?  They appreciate non-visual arts here.  Like, everyone is accepted for their talents and there’s no snobby attitudes because we’re all in this together.”

She chuckled for a moment.  “But the reason I’m here is because I published my paper.  The medical council back home mostly didn’t like it–there were a few dissenters who met the same fate as me–but they saw my research as a threat and decided it would be best to lock me in prison.  Well, joke’s on them, considering my paper’s all over the holonet.  Pretty sure they’ve blocked it on Museoris, though.”

[askcocky]

Cocky felt anger rising in him as he listened to Lyndi’s tale. She was just the sweetest person ever, how could have they thrown her in jail??? The mere thought made his blood boil. “They threw you in jail for telling the truth??? That despicable, sanctimonious pack of tongueworms!” He tried to keep it under control. “This… this explains your distress calls from a while ago. I’m very sorry I couldn’t help you, Lyn. I have been in a coma for the last six weeks.” The lago swallowed hard. “I’m glad you’re safe now, but… since I’m the President of B’eel now… you could have sanctuary here. I wouldn’t let anybody to touch you. Hell, I’ll go to war over it, let them try.” He chuckled darkly.

[asklyndi]

“You were in a COMA??”  Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “My gods, Cocky… hearing that makes the four weeks I spent in prison sound like nothing at all…  Please tell me they’re treating you well!  How good are their skills?  Are you recovering quickly??”  She shook her head.  “You know what?  Never mind all that; I’ll see for myself.  As your doctor, I’ll take you up on that offer of sanctuary.”

[askcocky]

“Yay!” Cocky felt genuinely happy, he’d see his chilzumi friend soon. “It was honestly not so bad. I wasn’t feeling anything, I was just asleep. The bad thing was just before, and after. Still kind of dealing with the loss of my left hand, and whatever horror is under these b- AAGH!” A loud noise was heard, then the call ended.

[asklyndi]

“Cocky?? COCKY??” Lyndi stared at her phone for a few moments, horrified by the sudden end of the call.  It was bad enough that he’d said something about losing his left hand–the same hand that she’d operated on months ago–but this on top of it?

She tried calling, but no response.  Something was happening to one of her best friends.  And she couldn’t do anything about it. In the meantime, she decided it would be best to pray and just wait to see if he would call back.

[askcocky]

Half an hour later, another call. “H-hello?”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi, who’d been anxiously sitting by her phone, scrambled to pick it up, dropping it a few times. “Cocky?? Oh my gods, what happened?? Are you all right??”

[askcocky]

“Something exploded.” He sounded agitated. “They’re not telling me what. They just came in a hurry and moved me to another room. I hope no one was killed this time. My double got killed a few days ago, with a bomb…” A bitter little laugh. “Lyn, I have pissed a lot of people, and now they’re trying to…. eh.” Cocky just stared at the door for a while. “It’s madness here. S-say… are you… are you safe where you are? Do you have everything you need?”

[asklyndi]

“Oh my gods…” She took a moment before answering. “I… I am. No one except the rebel group knows where I am. Not even papa or Fabrice. We’re waiting things out to see if and when I can come out of hiding. In fact, if I was going to visit you sometime in the near future, it’d have to be under an assumed name and identity.” In hesitation, she swallowed; something about this felt… odd. Her pulse quickened. “W-Why do you ask?”

[askcocky]

There was a long pause. Finally, Cocky said: “I’m just trying to assess what is the best place for you right now, Lyn. You say you’re safe and well wherever you are. Here, I can protect you from the Chilzumi government, but I can’t even protect myself.” He sighed. “They’re trying to kill me, and that means everybody around me is in danger. I have not even allowed Oli to visit me. Please, Lyn. I would love to see you, but at the same time, I’d hate it if something happened to you just for having the misfortune of being my friend.”

[asklyndi]

Lyndi swallowed hard.  “Cocky... I... my gods, why is this so hard?”  She bit her lip.  Despite everything, she knew what the best decision was.  “I... Y-You’re right... much as I h-hate the meaning of all this... It’s... b-better if I stay put here.”  A heavy sigh carried over the feed as she walked over to the photograph, picked up the locket, and held it close to her own heart.  “I’d ask you to promise me you’ll be safe, but... I know that’s not possible.  It’s never a guarantee with government work.”

[asklyndi]

Do you ever have to get a haircut or does it just shed off? (strange question I know)

Both, actually, as I have both hair and fur.  Only the blonde hair on my head keeps growing in length and can be cut and styled as I like (it used to be all one length, when I was growing up... now it’s longer than it was but still not all the same length).  As for the rest of my body, that’s all fur.  It grows and sheds like it does for many, many different species, keeping itself fairly short and thick.

[asklyndi]

Hi Lyndi is jail going ok?

Oh! I’ve actually been out for a while, now.  One rebel jailbreak later and I’m currently hidden on an unknown planet full of rebel and refugee Chilzumi.  The Museorisian government has no idea this place even exists… hopefully we don’t have to stay hidden for too much longer, but given the stubbornness of government, we’re probably going to be living this way for a good, long time.

At least it’s nice here.

[fuchsia-and-boonbucks]

How much of a sinner is your muse?

use this to find out and post the results

[thcbeagle]

[ I’m a family-friendly sinner.]

[wiseguypuppychild-archive-deact]

“Not high enough.”

[wanderiingfrcst-archived-deacti]

“Well.”

[avalarzgreat]

{ Spyro is not this high of sin. He is higher than that! }

[requiem-for-a-twinkie]

“ … . “

[mottospewingmeerkat]

“What the?”

[askolivar]

{ooc}

I think this website is broken…

Olivar is 95% sin, apparently….

[baby-savvy]

{{well then…}}

[asklyndi]

...That doesn’t explain why I’ve received some of the messages I have o_o

[asklyndi]

((KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.  

                                      (  PLEASE REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG !  )

TAGGED BY: @askcocky (Kind of getting out of this side of the rp world but I’ll answer this anyway)

1. BASICS

NAME: Jessica

PRONOUNS: She/her, but I won’t fuss too much if someone uses other pronouns

SEXUALITY: Sex-repulsed gray-aromantic asexual (...yeeeaah, getting really specific, lol XD)

ZODIAC SIGN: Cancer (or Gemini by the “whoops, the stars moved!” version)

TAKEN OR SINGLE: Single and happily so; I honestly think most guys would think I’m too boring in “certain areas” of the relationship XD Though I think it’d be fun to have a super-strong friendship with a roommate (like platonic life partners or a queerplatonic/quasiplatonic relationship?)

THREE FACTS:

1. I’ve been playing piano since the age of seven.

2. I collect lapel pins (Disney pins are a majority of my collection) and cell phone charms.

3. Despite hating to go to the doctor’s office, I love writing medical-related fiction.

2. EXPERIENCE

HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): Since March 2015, though I had a brief rp’ing bit before that as Elaine from the Monkey Island series with @chibi-cheez-it. So one year and five months, roughly.

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: Mostly Tumblr, but Skype on occasion.

BEST EXPERIENCE: I wanna say a good deal of it, but especially when rp’ing with @askcocky and @therapywiths. Every time our three characters were together it was a freakin’ BLAST. But I’d like to especially thank @askcocky because it was when Lyndi was interacting with Cocky I was able to become more and more comfortable with my being a cardiophile. Overall, this has been a very healing and encouraging experience for me.

3. MUSE  PREFERENCES

FEMALE OR MALE: I prefer female but I can still rp as male; one of my books is first person from a male perspective.

MULTI OR SINGLE: Single universe preferable; easier to keep track of things that way.

4.  WRITING  PREFERENCES

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: I definitely prefer fluff, especially heart-related fluff. I can write angst too, though. Smut I don’t touch as a personal rule. It can get suggestive but nothing beyond that. PLOTS OR MEMES: I prefer memes, but plots had some of the best material in them. LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: Slightly longer replies because they give you more to work with. Like, a paragraph or so. BEST TIME TO WRITE: I find I prefer to write in the evening or at night as I’m a night owl. ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): I feel like she’s a braver, stronger, more well put-together version of myself. She’s done so much I could never dream of doing. But we both like hearts, we both like an evening in, we both like dressing in loose, comfy clothes, and we’re both sort of the cautious “mother” figure of our friendship groups.

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