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Hiatus
My laptop died. Second one that's died on me. I have no way of posting except by mobile, and I'll be attempting to get a new laptop before my hiatus ends, even if it means that I do commissions forever to get it.
In the meantime, I'm still available on skype on mobile. I will be checking back, logging my replies and generally checking up on my blogs.
But yeah, on hiatus for a while. Sorry.
A Dance with Candles
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Their own rooms? That is good to hear. However, she might need more than just her room to store some of the candles she had brought over. Her parents insisted on bringing boxes and boxes of them to give out. A free sample and of course, a supply for possible purchases.
“It’s fine. Wet hair doesn’t bother me any.” Fiore glanced to Marianne. “If I may, I’d like to get settled in. Then I’ll take the tour. I need to set my endless supply of candles down somewhere.” ‘Get ready for the questions, Fiore.’
Now, the free breakfast truly is a treat. She wonders what they have. Oh! Hopefully they’ll have lemon coffee cakes! “I see. Sounds pleasant. Perhaps I’ll find out where they serve it later.”
It did seem like Fiore had an affinity for candles. Maybe she'd like the vanilla-- OH CRAP! Holding up a finger, Marianne ran into the apartment to where her candle was sitting and blew the flame out before returning to Fiore with a sheepish smile.
"Sorry about that. I'll help you with your luggage, alright? And your endless supply of candles." There were no questions, only just assistance.
"If you do, let me know. I've been searching forever for that free breakfast place."
I'm an idiot who shouldn't be allowed to make numerous rp blogs. Good thing I'm limiting myself to three. Anyway, I'll be hopping from this blog, to Ninten's and then to Two's... but may spend a few days on Two's at first because she's my newest muse ugh.
Yeah, so sorry! orz I'll reply once I get back to this blog after a bit.
A Dance with Candles
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Fated… Fated with someone whom she had never met before. How would they react to her ability? What would she be to them? Saint or witch? Heavenly angel or a freak?
Upon arriving at the door, she hesitated to knock for just a moment. Then, Fiore took a deep breath and knocked on the door. She waited for an answer. In the meantime, she could hear the faint voices. Was there a lit candle near by?
‘Relax, Fiore. Your fated other might understand.’ Might understand? At least be more convincing. ‘Oh, how sweet! Be positive, Fiore. Not many will understand you. Who knows about this one? You’ll have to find out for yourself.’ Right…
Before she could silence the voices, the door opened. There she was.. Her fated other. On the bright side, she’s very gorgeous and looks to be quite understanding.
The young woman then smiled faintly yet nervously. “It seems that I am your fated match, yes. I’m Fiore. A pleasure to meet you, Marianne.” Fiore stepped forward and looked around at the inside of the apartment. So far it looks quite homely and cute.
If she had to say so herself, her fated other was pretty cute in most regards. No, all regards. In fact, she could say that her fated other was really super cute. Ah, but she wouldn't say it aloud. After all, that would only prove to make her sound like a creeper.
She was quick to grab the other woman's luggage, and set it in the apartment. "We both have our own rooms. It is, however, super nice to meet you too, Fiore! I'm sorry my hair's still a little wet, I sort of rushed a shower to meet you!"
She laughed a little at herself, before shutting the door. "So, would you like to get settled in first, or would you like a tour of our small apartment? Oh! And the best thing about Chamomile is we get free breakfasts! ...I never have figured out where they were serving it, though."
“BATTLE!”
Battle Theme: The Rising Fool (Drakengard 3)Battle intro: "It looks to me that this battle... is already decided."Victory: "Can you still stand?"Defeat: "Maybe.. I should've thought on this.. a bit more.."Assist: "Allow me!"Taunt: "Obviously, you really aren't a match for me, are you?"Reacting to Taunt: "--What?"Tie: "Hm, we're evenly matched."Perfect Victory: "Phanuel's power is what I draw on, so your fate was sealed from the start."
You know that battle meme thing, I can’t find the post, but I want to do it here. So! Send me “BATTLE!”, and I’ll fill out the following for you if I was going against you;
Battle Theme: Battle intro: Victory: Defeat: Assist: Taunt: Reacting to Taunt: Tie: Perfect Victory:
A quick and easy plotting guide
Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!
My muse(s):
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
A Dance with Candles
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She'd received the message on her phone from the project. Her fated partner had finally arrived in Koi. Though sort of worried it wouldn't work out (and that Fiore would find her a freak for being from the '80s), Marianne hurried to work on the apartment she lived in, cleaning it as best as she could. A first impression in this case would make or break the fate.
Once the work in the apartment was done, she took a quick shower. That's when she heard someone at the door, and hurried to dress. She'd never felt so... nervous before, if that was the word. If things went well, she and Fiore would remain fated... but if it didn't, she'd be cycled back into the pairing project to await a new partner.
Marianne was sick of having disappearing partners, even though it had just been that one boy that up and vanished on her. So she wanted this to last. Answering the door, she smiled.
"So, you're my fated match. I'm Marianne. Oops, sorry.." She moved out of the way, the smile turning sheepish.
Available for All:
Body alteration
Character younger
Genderbending
Mind alteration
Insanity
Other (lists collected over time through tumblr):
List of Sexual/Love M!As
Sakura: Muse will act all shy around (Anon decides) for 10 Hours
Rise Of The Guardians Themed M!A List
Jack/Jackson Frost: Muse is now invisible to everyone. Can convince people to see them by saying Muse’s name. (lasts 4 hours)
Emma/Emma Overland: Muse feels like they have just lost someone important and becomes depressed. (Lasts 2 days)
Pitch Black/Boogey Man: Muse now feels misunderstood and wants to destroy everyone’s hopes, dreams and wishes. (Greyface decides how long)
North/Santa Clause: Muse can now predict things by having a gut feeling, and has smartass comebacks about it. Believes that the gut is never wrong, and can never be wrong. (Greyface decides how long)
Bunnymund/The Easter Bunny: Muse now has a short temper, gets aggravated at stupid and little things easily. (Greyface decides how long)
Toothiana/The Tooth Faerie: Muse becomes lovestruck (Greyface decides who) and acts all giddy and shy around them. (Lasts 3 days)
Sandy/The Sandman: Muse can no longer speak, but must use charades as their way of speaking. Uses that through sand figures above head. (Greyface decides how long)
Jamie/Jamie Bennett: Muse becomes 12 years old, and loves 'myths, fairy tales, fables ect.’ and doubts his feelings about believing. (Greyface decides how long)
Sophie/Sophie Bennett: Muse becomes 5 years old, ditzy and clumsy. Likes to get into trouble and likes adventuring. (Lasts 2 days)
magic!anon commands
Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 2 Days
Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day
Character: Muse thinks they are (Anon specifies another character) for 5 hours
Switch: Muse has to switch gender for (Anon decides how long)
Combustion: Muse has the ability to spontaneously combust without getting hurt for 2 hours
AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for 3 hours
Song M!As
Angel With A Shotgun: Muse is an angel and believes he/she must fight for the person they love (Anon chooses time and person)
Heart Vacancy: Muse can’t love for 5 hours
Made of Stone: Muse has no emotions for 8 hours
Nice Guys Finish Last: Muse becomes a proper lady/gentleman
Hot Mess: Muse looks all ruffled up and sexy for a day
One of the Boys: Muse is genderbent
Wish We Were Older: Muse is a child for 8 hours
Word I Couldn’t Say: Muse is mute for a 4 hours
Just a Game: Muse believes everything is a game/competition for 5 hours
In Another Life: Muse has no memory of current life (Anon decides time)
He gave a smalls shrug. Hm, interesting. Well, if she was going to act as if she had never tried talking to him, then there was no further need to continue this small exchange. He had gotten the item back and now the two of them could go on about their business.
“It’s not like it’s anything of value or even importance.” he commented offhandedly as he gave another small shrug. “Though… I’ll keep that in mind. Anyway, I have to get back to work now. Like I said before, thanks. Now, if you’ll excuse me…"
And with that he started to continue on his way back to the inn.
He just walked off. Work? Wait, he worked? That sort of sparked her curiosity. She'd honestly thought he was too old to work, or maybe that was just her impression from his hair, but that was like judging a book by its cover.
"Wait, wait wait. You work? I... never got that impression from you, honestly. I thought you were one of those types that went 'Get off my lawn you damn kids!' Sorry about that!" she said with a nervous laugh.
"You're certainly full of surprises."
> Gets new roommate
> Does not know what to do about this
"I guess it's just temporary until they disappear, too. I've been having bad luck with roommates recently."
He blinked when he felt someone tapping his shoulder. He fought the instinct to bat away their hand and simple turn his head slightly, almost surprised to see who it was. “…Ah. It’s you.” he commented as he noted what was in her hand. He reached over and took the object, pocketing it. “…thanks.”
Though she acknowledged it was the man from before, who wouldn't give her his name, she didn't vocalize it aloud. Instead, she put her hands in her pockets, giving a small tilt of the head.
"Be more careful with that next time, alright? Most people would pick it up and walk off with it, not bother with returning it. You're lucky I'm not a thief."
Just a small warning.
“I need something to eat. I ran out of snacks.”
"...Do I look like a vending machine to you?"
leogladium
"You dropped this!" Marianne called, running up and tapping the person on the shoulder. "Keep a better hold of this, okay?"
entrevirtud
"Did you need something?"
deathtotedium
She doesn't know what to make of this man. In fact, she doesn't know what to make of him at all.
"...Uh..."
Aggh, screw it. I feel too overwhelmed. (I literally fled back to my Ninten Blog after seeing how many replies I had to do). I'm going to be dropping all current threads and starting at 0 again.
So, like this for a starter. Capping at 3.
