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peony, myrtle, hibiscus

Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?

Apple cider! Mom will usually heat some up on New Years.

Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?

Sure do. Tsunami may not like them, but when they take off the ground, it feels just like a roller coaster!

Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?

I once played the maracas in elementary school! Does that count?

#biggesthypocrite #ask the soccer

✿ flower questions ✿

Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?

Jasmine: What color looks best on you?

foxglove: Name three facts about your family?

Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?

Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?

Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?

Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?

Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?

Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?

Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?

Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?

Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?

Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?

Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?

Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?

Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?

Zinnia: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?

Poppy: What color was your childhood home?

Hydrangea: Starbucks order?

Violet: Do you like where you're from?

Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?

Rhododendron: What's the scariest dream you've ever had?

Queen Anne's Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?

Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?

Aster: Would you rather be cold or hot?

Marigold: Do you listen to what's on the radio?

Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?

Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?

Dandelion: Do you think you're important?

#meme sunday

roleplaysituationsandstuff

Send to see how my muse responds

ruledbyhisdemonsarchive-blog

"Take a chance on me." “I’m the shell of a person that I used to be.” “I believe in you.” “From now on, I’m yours. Forever.” “What the fuck is wrong with me?” “I’m so grateful to you.” “Nothing here is right.” “Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.” “Did you met anyone?” “People down here think I’m crazy, but I don’t care.” “Why heart doesn’t listen common sense?” “With you it felt like in the movies.” “Kiss my ass!” “I really want to make a love connection.” “I’m not afraid to face a little bit of danger.” “Let’s get away just for one day.” “I wanted to vent but I never said nothing at all.” “What I did to you to make you hate me?” “I ain’t censoring myself for nobody.” “Don’t you ever wonder how we survive?” “I’m not the villain, despite what you’re always preaching.” “Save me.” “I should’ve known better.” “This can’t be happening to me.” “I know it’s already over now.” “You don’t have to pretend that you didn’t notice me.” “Raise your glass!” “I would any day die for you.” “You touch me in many ways.” “Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?” “Would you kill to prove you’re right?” “Where is your God?” “I want to show sun to you.” “Let’s get down to business.” “Let’s save the world.” “I think about you too much.” “This isn’t normal anymore.” “You are my only one.” “This is the best time.” “What ever can happen.” “I’ve always been like this.” “I’m kind of outsider.” “It is easy to get me wrong if you don’t know me.”

#meme sunday

carryonthearchivebusiness-blog

What's a scenario you'd like to see me roleplay?

#meme sunday

thelastknightofbalder-blog

Send me "Don't chase the rabbit" and your muse will be shown a random memory from my muse's past.

#meme sunday

frwmemes-blog

Ice breakers!

Send me a

♣ if you would like our characters to rp but aren’t sure what to suggest for a plot!

♠ if you would like a starter from me (specify what length if you can and we can work something out!

♦ if you have an idea for a thread and would be okay writing the starter!

#meme sunday

askboxmemes

Give my muse a ridiculous nickname.

#meme sunday

bloodsweatandsoccer

assist ;ca open

parasitismic-deactivated2014100

Kidnapped? The word hit her for a moment, causing her to lean back a bit and bring her attention away from the boy for a few seconds to scout the area. He was wandering around freely, was he not? How would that classify as kidnapped if he seemed to be doing well on his own, not to mention he seemed as happy as can be when asking.

However, the comment about not knowing where this city was had it all coming together. He was another individual sucked into this social experiment and was one of many that wanted to return home. Now it made sense.

"Ah, I see."

"Well, kiddo, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but I’m not too sure how much help the police will be. Ya see, almost everyone here’s been taken and shoved into this city — me included!

Though I — like it here more than most, it seems.”

She took a moment to clear her throat, straightening up some and letting her hands rest upon her hips before looking back from the direction she came from.

"Buuuut if ya really want, I can take ya there. Maybe they might know somethin’ after all, who knows!"

bloodsweatandsoccer

[The bearer of bad news, that was never a good phrase to start out with. As she talked, the new information settled into the keeper's brain, making his eyebrows crease in thought. If nearly an entire city was the cause of a kidnapping, then they must have been dealing with some major criminal. They had to have been to sneak on Liocott Island and take him away, what did they even want with him? Was there no way to get around it? Was this "social experiment" just something he'd have to live with without a way back to his home?

The boy blew out a puff of air noisily, not at all swayed by his negative thoughts. There was always a way, he would just have to find it. He looked back up at the stranger and her offer to help even in the face of unlikelihood, nodding.]

I'd say it's still worth a shot!

[The brown haired boy didn't know the meaning of the phrase "give up," and he wasn't about to start learning it now. He'd gotten out of tough situations before, there was always a chance.]

Thank you for your help! My name is Endou, by the way.

[An introduction was in order, and was a good way to make friends, if things kept progressing the way they already were.]

#ladyerrora

bloodsweatandsoccer

assist ;ca open

parasitismic-deactivated2014100

Plenty of time had passed for a bit of information to be gathered on the situation, but just enough to confirm a few things and nothing more. No escape plans, no homesickness — no sir. The time in this city was more like that of a dream, a new beginning and a new record; a clean slate. It led to her questioning why some would want to leave and go back to their own worlds, this place was fantastic despite being an experiment.

Though, she seemed to luck out with those. For the most part.

Everything was so new, so mysterious and filled with something great around every corner. And the people here? So far, so good! Which is why when a young child came up to her, asking for a police station she was more than happy to give a few moments time.

"A police station?" Not a recommended destination, but—

"I may have passed by one a few blocks back. Why, need to bust someone up? Lost, perhaps?"

That was usually the case with kids, wasn’t it?

bloodsweatandsoccer

[The person he had come across was...a little strange looking, to say the least. The mask she wore over her own face gave him a confused disposition for a few seconds before returning to matters at hand. She seemed friendly enough, willing to help him out too.

At her first inquiry, Endou nodded his head, an easily active listener when the topic was important enough. At the second though, he retracted his main focus for a short second. Lost...did he look lost? Well...his eyes glanced around him for an extra moment, realizing that yes, it was true that he had become lost in the unfamiliar surroundings. That's why he had asked for help though, right? His mind was wandering though, he needed to respond to the stranger, this was a really serious situation. He shook his head before talking.]

Not quite. I think the proper word is kidnapped! Somehow I've been stolen from my home, and I have no idea where this city is. I don't know how to get back!

[The keeper was not hesitant to tell his worries, the more people who knew what was happening, the more help was likely to come, right? You aren't supposed to tell complete strangers details like that though Endou...]

#ladyerrora #it's PERFECT

[Eyes blink once, twice. Grin widens.]

Is that...!

[The keeper runs towards his teammate, utterly relieved and a little excited to find someone from home here.]

Hey, Sakuma!

#eyepatchedpenguins

greenlittlecrab-deactivated2014

a perfect storm (ᴏᴘᴇɴ/ɪɴᴛʀᴏ)

Midorima’s eyes slowly opened, though he was almost hesitant to even do that much. The last thing he remembered was being at the Winter Cup and waiting for the match between Seirin and Touou. That caused a slight bit of concern that he was doing anything that required him opening his eyes in the first place. The first thing he noticed almost immediately was the colour of the walls. They were white - far too white. He wasn’t at the Winter Cup anymore. He wasn’t sure where he was, but it surely wasn’t there.

When he finally chose to push himself up from the table he was on, the screen flickered on. Midorima shot a slight glare at the screen as it began to speak to him. A prerecording, it seemed. No matter the faces he seemed to be making, the voice continued to speak as though he was responding just as they wanted him to. He lowered himself onto the ground, his foot bumping against something that was left for him by the table. Midorima leaned down, picking up a basketball. Well, at least he wasn’t going to be left without it.

His eyes turned to glance to the doors behind him as the screen flickered off. A social experiment. An undeniable anger bubbled in his stomach, though his face didn’t change at all. The last thing he remembered was waiting for the Seirin versus Touou match at the Winter Cup. His blood still boiled with excitement over the matches that would take place. (It had been boiling ever since ending in a tie against Kagami and Kuroko - a tie was unacceptable as far as he was concerned.) Being taken meant his chances were cut down. Even worse, they were treating him as though he was nothing more than a meaningless lab rat. Didn’t they know who he was?

Holding the basketball under his arm, Midorima made his way outside and to the board that was mentioned briefly. Finding his name took no time at all, and he worked out where to go based on what he heard voices around him saying. Sector Three. Easy enough to figure out.

Once he was there, however, he was a bit surprised by the sight. Many of the buildings seemed to be in shambles, and it didn’t appear it was one of the best districts to live in. Wanting to keep his mind on something else, he began to dribble the ball as he walked. At least that would keep his nerves calm enough to find where the housing was, which was proving to be rather difficult when he had no idea where he was going.

He was sure he was going in circles…

bloodsweatandsoccer

[In his attempts to figure out the mysteries of this new city, the goalkeeper's eyes had drifted towards the many peculiar people it had to offer. He'd seen a lot of weird things in his still short life, but in this place, where the variety of interacting people varyied from talking animals to walking legos, it was a huge relief when he saw some other person who gave off a familiar vibe, like he was an athlete, if the dribbling ball was anything to go by.

Even if the familiar feeling was what got him walking towards the green haired boy, the stranger's height and disposition warned the smaller boy that he might be dealing with someone much older than the keeper himself. He looked like he could be in high school, even! The notice made a dull noise in Endou's head, but he didn't dwell on it long enough to make him hesitate coming up to this person. He raised his hand in greeting. ]

Excuse me! [The hand quickly went from up in the air to behind his head.]

Say, you wouldn't know how to get to whatever sector apartment I-5 is in would you?

[Right after asking, the boy had a small thought in the back of his head that maybe this person wasn't the best he could have asked after all. If he had been paying closer attention he would have noticed the apparent "lost" look that he had been practically radiating.

Of course, that was if he had been paying more attention, but right now Endou's head was a bit frazzled from the whole "new home away from home" ordeal.]

#greenlittlecrab #wow our characters are in a bit of the same boat aren't they

assist ;ca open

[Some time had passed after his own realization of being taken into this city, and now Endou was looking for some means of...well, anything really. Wandering the city alone was no good, but someone else might be able to help out. The more he thought about it, wasn't this just like a kidnapping? Detective Onigawara would know what to do in this sort of situation.

The boy stopped in his tracks.That's it, police! Endou looked around for a moment before finding someone that looked like they might talk to him. He made his way over and stopped the stranger, hoping that they could help him.]

Excuse me, do you know where the police station is?

[Nevermind that he probably looked like a lost kid trying to find his way home, he looked far too happy to be a kidnapping victim. But it was the way to do things! He was happy enough to assume that he would be back home soon.]

#ca open #hello there!! please assist the small soccer

I don't really get it...

[Sure enough, the soccer loving boy had been listening to the man that gave him the run down on the screen, but it was a little much for him. Different worlds? Social experiment? Most of it went right over his head. Endou wasn't one for over thinking things, so he grabbed the soccer ball next to him and made his way through the door, throwing it open to reveal the City.

Before he did anything else, he looked over the information that was written on the board, trying to make sense of the situation. As he walked around, he noticed that this place certainly didn't look like Liocott Island, he'd been in enough of the different sections to get a feel for it by now. In fact, the last thing he hadn't even left the island yet, had he? His team had only just won, he still remembered the feeling he got when he held the trophy in his own hands...

The keeper was beaming by then, remembering the absolute triumph him and his team had felt when they were named the winners. All of their hard work had payed off, they had really done it! Instinctively the boy looked around for his teammates, wanting to revel in their victory. Of course, they weren't there.

But wait, how did he get back to the island? The realization of his situation slowly dawned on him, and his mouth dropped.]

I can't...go back?

#ca intro #i'll make an open post in a bit but I FINALLY GOT THIS OUT OF THE WAY

↔ （・□・；）

↔ = The character’s ability to read directions

Admittedly, he’s not the best at it. Endou can take directions from people just fine, and he can figure out where to go without much trouble, but reading directions from a map can get him lost. More than once he’s made himself late because he couldn’t figure out what the map was talking about. He had found it so much easier trying to figure it out hands-on, he’s got good spatial awareness.

（・□・；） = What makes the character uncomfortable

when people jerk off while looking at you right in your face Being in romantic situations with platonic friends where he is aware of the romantic implications. He doesn’t like the idea of anyone pushing one sided romantic feelings onto one another.

#eyepatchedpenguins