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kass.

Kass brought her hands to her face as she watched Jae open the bag, holding her breath as she awaited his reaction. Her expression only brightened as he shared his appreciation for the paint. She couldn’t help but laugh at his question, “No but I wish I was! That would make getting things so much easier.”

‘ and here i was thinking that i’d be provided with some sort of superpowers here, i’ve been tricked, ’ jae tuts lowly - jokingly - eyes forming soft crescents due to the happy mood that had washed over him as another glance is spared at the present he was gifted. ‘ anyways, i’ve been looking for a muse to paint instead of the same old same old, trees and flowers, all that jazz. you got any time to sit around and look pretty ? ’

#REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’#kassira #right?? my tmz is so uncommon too so everyone is awake when im Sleep #im good but super tired n sick w a cold hbu??

benslos

baekhyun during cmb era 📞❤💬

#and how am i?#*pained wailing*#VISAGE ’’ ◦ ☇ * youth breaks the light. ’

joonji.

the boy is admittedly taken ABACK at first by the other’s response ; quite used to others either averting their eyes or scattering at the sight of his unpleasant scowl. but maybe his gaze was no longer as off-putting as he had hoped, or maybe those in velocity simply gave little to no fucks about the power he held back home ( most definitely the latter, he suspected ). either way, there’s a beat in which he looks positively affronted at the statement, mouth open and poised for a comeback. it’s quick to snap closed once the smaller approaches, however ; continuing on with his chatter— a conversation topic that joonji found himself not so willing to tune out for once. “i mean— it’s never too late to get back into it, to be honest. s’all muscle memory, really—” he tinkers around on the keys for a moment, as he speaks ; a nameless melody floating out from the tips of his fingers. “you never really forget it. kinda like riding a bike, i guess,” he shrugs his response, hands pausing in his movements as he looks over at the other once more. “twinkle twinkle little star?” an amused snort sounds from somewhere in the back of his throat, the beginnings of an ( almost ) grin working its way towards his lips. “that would be the piece that usurps me, for sure : a blindfolded lullaby.”

it was quite obvious that the pianist’s intense gaze was one that probably meant that he wanted to be left alone, but jae’s not one for taking hints, passing over his head as easily as flirting or innuendos; at a stretch dad jokes in which he doesn’t make. what he does pride himself on is the slack in the other’s jaw, the retort that takes more than a couple of seconds to form, looking triumphant as he peers over his shoulder to view the notes he was playing as if he were matching them to stave in his mind. ‘ muscle memory and talent, not one that i have one for unfortunately. ’ it’s nice that he doesn’t appear to be a snob about these things, knowing many people who had a talent tended to put themselves on a higher pedestal than others. or perhaps that was just the silver-spooned elite he was reared with, wondering if this stranger he was faced with shared a similar sort of upbringing. poor fucker, if so. ‘ yeah, and if that one doesn’t overthrow you, it’ll be my self taught, out of tune, claire de lune. reduces people to tears every time. guaranteed crowd killer. might want to make me your opening act to set the mood. ‘ and just because he still hasn’t caught the stranger’s name yet, he adds with a subtle finish: ‘ i go by sunny on stage, y’know, for future reference. ’

#jccnji #it kills me 2 play bbh and have him not b gifted at music #bbh voice not gifted? at music? never felt that emotion #REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’

vega.

“Ballgown, broad daylight, I went to the farmers market and it was a truly moving experience.” She separated the dough into small balls, placing them on the flour covered counter one by one. “Mm, I can’t say the same thing. The other day I saw someone rollerblading down the road in a gossamer down, elbow length silk gloves and a flashing sign strapped to their back advertising some new club.” she bent her head forward opening her mouth to suppress her smile at his comment. “Oooo, did I? Should I take it back ?” She flashed her teeth at him in a smile. “All people are mediocre until proven otherwise, if it makes you any better I could be described as the same, although I rarely am. Here’s a question to decide. What’s the most amazing thing you’ve done since coming here ?”

‘ how’d you get a ballgown in your possession ? ’ he questions with humour lining his voice. truth be told - he’s half focused on the dough balls, wondering what she was making, maybe even if she’d share her eventual creation, and half focused on the fact that he had never seen these sights before. whistling in reply to her words and the mental image that comes as a result, jae eventually shakes his head in lieu for tapping the side of his nose mischievously. mediocre wasn’t something that he was ever called in the past, and he certainly wasn’t eligible for the title in the present. ‘ i don’t think you’d be ready for the most amazing thing i’ve done, my mediocrity in your eyes would immediately vanish, and then that ALL people statement of yours would be proven.. false. ’

#glctton #REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’#jae cant keep up w her this is an unusual situation for him 2 be in

fuckyeahstvincent

#MUSINGS ’’ ◦ ☇ * a hunger that isn’t hunger but something like fear. ’

joonji.

it had become something of a routine almost— frequenting the particular lounge, downing a few old fashions, and somehow working up the courage to sit down at the piano towards the front. it almost ALWAYS had someone occupying it… likely paid performers ( or rather… u n p a i d, given that they were in velocity ), but it was open for pretty much anyone to play if they wanted. and joonji most definitely wanted. claire de lune wasn’t necessarily appropriate for a ‘jazz lounge’ type feel, but it’s what his fingers immediately lead him to play, regardless. and with that he gets carried away with the smooth glide of his hands, eyes drifting shut for a few beats. —- and then it was over. joonji hears a few scattered claps, but tunes it out for the most part. his reopened gaze, instead, falls towards a nearby bystander, and suddenly feels unnecessarily defensive beneath their stare. “what are you looking at?”

the stranger reminds him somewhat of his father’s friends, those who belonged the big league, dressed in pressed suits - primped and preened to perfection. it almost puts him off sitting nearby, reminding the dark-haired boy too much of home, but nobody his father ever associated with could’ve rendered him speechless with actions alone. another swirl of his drink ( it’s just soda in a fancy glass, but he’ll let people allude to whatever fancy concoction they guess it is ) and the music is fading out, seconds after the chatter of the lounge filters back into his ears he almost finds himself missing the soft tinker of the keys. ‘ somebody who’s taking too damn long to begin their next piece, that’s what. ’ jae responds half-heartedly from where he was sitting, merely appreciating. within seconds he’s approaching the wound up taller, gaze falling onto the black and white notes. ‘ i always regret giving up playing the piano, especially when i hear somebody play as well as you. ’ he adds seconds later, as an afterthought, ‘ though, i can play twinkle twinkle little star, with my eyes closed. so i could be coming for your position, maestro. ’

#my reply game? Weaker #REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’#jccnji

vega.

“The thing is about people is that they’re so…mediocre. We literally live in a virtual world, we could do whatever we want!” Vega raised her hands up above her head shaking them and then lowering them, she could be described as eccentric if a person so wanted. For Vega however nothing about her was unusual, having been in the system for eleven years she had watched things change considerably, even herself. “I mean, I left my house in a full length evening gown and most people didn’t turn their heads, but some of these newer users, their eyes piratically left their eyeballs.” She pounded the dough softly as she spoke to her companion. “This place, it never stops being amazing, I wish more people utilized it to it’s full potential.”

‘ you did what ? ’ jae is the latter, the NEWER of the world they now lived in. he hadn’t come here to take liberties in their new day to day routine, but to get away from his life that, prior to this, had been crazy. not that he’s one to judge about a person’s preference or lifestyle, but he’s definitely kind of bummed that he missed the sight. things like that give him inspiration to draw, or create, but he finds so many weird and wacky things here that he’s rarely ever out of muse. ‘ nevermind, nothing here surprises me ... much. ’ one glance down at the dough she’s kneading, and the gears start turning, lips curling into a ( partially ) offended scoff. ‘ hey, did you just call me mediocre ? ’

#glctton #jaes like i agree... wait.. HOLUP #REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’

mae.

there’s something about days like these that always makes the alcohol taste better. mae isn’t sure what it is, but the shot of vodka she’s pouring down her throat just tastes sweeter, so it prompts her to take another & another, & then another after that. she only stops when the bartender starts to make her drinks that are more water than they are alcohol, she takes it as a sign to PROBABLY make her way out & back home. if only she could just remember where it was. she stumbles around for about five minutes ( though to her it felt closer to half an hour ) before she decides that she should ask for some assistance. so, she waits for someone to walk by, & as soon as she spots someone, she’s latching onto their arm, spurred on mostly by her buckling legs than her need to get their attention. “ hey ! hi ! i’m lost- i mean ! i’m mae, but i’m also lost. do you know where my house is ? it’s a really pretty house, probably the p r e t t i e s t, but i can’t find it ! can you help me ? ”

he counts the flickering bar signs, one by one by one. usually the first attack of neon would’ve been enough to garner his attention, but jae’s drunk enough in his time to not be lured into nights in which he forgets and mornings which he hates to remember. hell, one whiff of rum on the rocks and his stomach turns something nasty. he forgets how uncomfortable it is to be the only sober person in a crowd, exemplified by the alcohol-induced touchiness that the stranger’s currently displaying, but he’s definitely not going to leave a girl all alone on the streets when she’s clearly out of it, because that spells disaster. ‘ so which is it, lost or mae ? ’ jae replies with a hum, grin eliciting on his lips, because he thinks he’s so goddamn funny. ‘ i know a lot of real pretty houses around, maybe we can get you a drink of water before you go home, yeah ? you’ll thank me, mentally, in the morning when you don’t have to clean up your own sick. ’

#2 seconds in and he's already making dad jokes #save urself mae #tw: alcohol #hvamei #REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’

kass.

Giving has always been Kass’s favorite pasttime. Whether it was aimed at someone she’s known for ages or just a few minutes, she always loved seeing the grin on another person’s face that came with recieving a present. So, of course, there was a large grin on her face as she handed the other a small bag, “I saw this at the store the other day and had to get if for you!” The gift wasn’t too extravagent, it was just right in her opinion. Besides, it’s not like it cost her anything.

similarly, jae had been known to be a big giver, more so than a receiver. money was nothing to a boy who had grown up with it being handed to him like his family had their own tree that sprouted gold coins in the back garden, but here, he wasn’t that person. not known for his wealth, not socialised with for who he knew but what he was, so everything so suddenly seemed to mean much MORE to him for that reason alone. and it felt good. ‘ for me ? ’ a low breath is exhaled as he marvels over the watercolour set beneath his finger tips, knowing this wasn’t cheap, hell - no art supplies were. back then, of course, this wouldn’t have mattered, but it’s not like he was ever allowed to enjoy what he truly wanted to do, anyways. ‘ i don’t even think saying thanks is enough considering i just ran out on my latest piece.’ he explains by looking down at his hands splattered in multi-coloured disarray, followed by the squint of both eyes. ‘ are you psychic or something ? ’

#have a nice sleep friend!! i just woke up so we're on opposite sides of the world #which is wild #REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’#kassira

bold what applies to your muse.

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged

class or caste: upper / middle / working / unsure

education: qualified / unqualified / studying

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated

has a child or children / has no children / wants children

close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings

orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between

disorganised / organised / in between

close minded / open minded / in between

calm / anxious / in between

disagreeable / agreeable / in between

cautious / reckless / in between

patient / impatient / in between

outspoken / reserved / in between

leader / follower / in between

empathetic / unempathetic / in between

optimistic / pessimistic / in between

traditional / modern / in between

hard working / lazy / in between

cultured / un-cultured / in between / unknown

loyal / disloyal

faithful / unfaithful

BELIEFS:

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

belief in aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

philosophical: yes / no

OPINIONS

pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence

pro-choice / anti-abortion / doesn’t know or on the fence

pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence

pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty / doesn’t know or on the fence

pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence

pro-murder / anti-murder / doesn’t know or on the fence

left wing / right wing / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

allosexual / asexual

alloromantic / aromantic

sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable

romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

medicinal drugs: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

#HC ’’ ◦ ☇ * light the wick and watch me burn. ’

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#MUSIC ’’ ◦ ☇ * gentle-strummed lullabies. ’

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#AESTHETIC ’’ ◦ ☇ * peel back those velvet bones. ’

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#VISAGE ’’ ◦ ☇ * youth breaks the light. ’

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#VISAGE ’’ ◦ ☇ * youth breaks the light. ’#MUSINGS ’’ ◦ ☇ * a hunger that isn’t hunger but something like fear. ’#HC ’’ ◦ ☇ * light the wick and watch me burn. ’#MUSIC ’’ ◦ ☇ * gentle-strummed lullabies. ’#REPLY ’’ ◦ ☇ * softness too can be a strength. ’#AESTHETIC ’’ ◦ ☇ * peel back those velvet bones. ’#SNS ’’ ◦ ☇ * to be more than pure light. ’

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