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I’m still learning. I hope you understand. I want to understand. I’m... Sorry. {Semi-Independent RP blog for Peridot, from the cartoon Steven Universe. 8+ years of RP experience, semi-selective, oc/crossover friendly. Please read my rules page before interacting, thank you!}

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okay im in no internet hell but:  what if lion is a corrupted gem that rose quartz managed to “uncorrupt”

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“Peri!  Be careful!”  Black Star gasped when she saw the green gem wobble and struggle.  Worried that the other could fall or hurt herself.  But hearing Peridot cheer had calmed her nerves.

“Fantastic Peridot?  Pfff!”  The greyscale colored gem snickered.  “Well you have some good ideas.”  Putting a token into each player’s coin slot, Black Star quickly climbed up from the bottom of the game.  Looking like a squirrel climbing a tree.  “Wait for me!”  She managed to climb her way up to the control pad.  Sitting on the little bit of room beside the pad where people would put their tokens.

“Now, we play” Black Star smirked as she picked up her gun, aiming at the screen.  After watching the ‘countdown’ on the screen, Black Star begun to quickly shoot at the various green aliens lunging at them.

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[Peridot doesn’t respond to the other for a moment, having become fascinated with the strangely shaped plastic gun attached to the machine. So this was what humans used as a weapon..? It certainly wasn’t very impressive. It takes only a few seconds of inspection before she finds the trigger, and of course, she pulls it; taking a shot in the general direction of the swarm.]

“Hm. A bit barbaric if you ask me, but it seems to get the job done...”

“So what is the objective of this...game? How does one win?”

[Of course as she’s talking, she doesn’t think to continue shooting or even look at the screen; her character is losing massive amounts of health. Not that she seems to notice.]

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[It was another beautiful, sunny day outside. There was nary a cloud in the sky; birds were fluttering about and singing joyful songs, the grass swaying in a gentle breeze...all and all, a picturesque scene.

Of course, none of this held any interest to Peridot, who was busy chattering away to herself in the dusty old barn she had claimed as her base.]

“Log date, 2 5 6...”

[So distracted in her monologue was she that she hadn’t noticed the other’s approach! Muttering into the tape recorder, Peridot is so absorbed in her report that she hardly falters when the strange gem comes into her view-- for a moment, at least.]

“Steven then tells me, ‘Nooo, you can’t eat spaghetti like that! You have to-- EUGH!”

[Upon realizing that someone was actually in the room with her, Peridot shrieks and jumps back, the recorder flying straight out of her hand and onto the ground. She ignores it though, being far more preoccupied with the intruder.]

“Who are you?! State your name and business immediately!”

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░ ☹ ░ - “ Oh…yeah it is.

                   It’s a pretty good book .”

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“Is it? I was under the assumption that most things created by humans were far inferior to anything else. Frankly, I’m surprised that humans even know how to write.”

“..Then again, it’s not as if there’s an abundance of anything non-human on this planet. Humor me on the contents, wont you?”

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online;

((LMAO SORRY FOR NOT BEING HERE YESTERDAY IT WAS A WILD DAY

im here now tho and ready to rumble

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((im gonna make myself a fancy offline format/image later when im not dying but i am dying now so! goodnight! i am offline

[littleperyton]

Fairy Peridot. Fairydot.

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@brobonoid liked for a starter

░ ☹ ░ - “ Huh? Were you speaking to me?

                                Sorry I was reading.”

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“No, not to you. I was simply speaking in general.”

“...What are you reading? Human literature?”

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“Mhm!  There’s also monsters and zombies you can shoot!”  Though it seemed like Peridot was more interested in the evil alien game, so she would show her that.  “Alright, I’ll show you.”  Black Star led Peridot to a black and green game that had two ‘futuristic’ looking guns mounted on the stand.  Which unfortunately, were a few inches above their heads.  Not exactly made for tiny gamers.

“This will not do” Black Star’s lips contorted into a pout as she crossed her arms.  “Ah.. you could sit on my shoulders if you want?” 

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“Such a battle formation would hardly be stable. I doubt you would be able to support any sudden movements without sending the both of us crashing into the ground.”

[How unfortunate. It seemed as is the duo’s adventure had been cut tragically short; the only way they’d be able to get up there would be through means that Peridot wasn’t willing to commit to. Unless...]

“Hm.”

[Without pausing her train of thought to speak, Peridot heads up to the primitive machine, tapping at the base of the control pad that held the guns. It wasn’t exactly sturdy, but if she calculated it just right...

In another moment, she jumps right on up, wobbling and struggling to find her balance before stopping still. Success! Looking down towards the other, she lets out a triumphant laugh.]

“Excellent!”

“I knew there was a simple solution to this. The fantastic Peridot has done it again!”

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“..What? Can you speak louder–? Some of these communicators are gunked up–”

An semi-independent (mostly) serious Peridot RP blog from the cartoon Steven Universe!

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[bloochikin]

Really wanted to draw them

in case it’s too small, Sapphire says, “she kind of reminds me of someone I know.” To which Ruby replies, “Really? who?”

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“Well, no but I think you should try it at least once.”  Black Star didn’t want to seem like she was forcing Peridot to play the games with her.  But she did want the green gem to at least try a game or two.  “There’s a ton of games here you can choose from.  Like racing, shooting evil aliens with lasers, luck-based, there’s so many!”

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“Shooting evil aliens?”

[Now that caught Peridot’s attention. Perhaps it was some sort of training simulation? If that was the case, she must have severely underestimated the usefulness of this building. Or...did humans routinely participate in such activities for fun? Black Star had said this was a location for merriment...either way, this would certainly be an interesting opportunity. Maybe it would give her a chance to familiarize herself with local forms of weaponry, too! That was always a plus.]

“Go on.”

“Show me where they have these...evil aliens located.”

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log date 2161 || drabble

Click-click. The sound of a tape being inserted into a primitive machine.

Whirr, whirr. The sound of wheels and plastic turning in tandem.

“Ahem.” The sound of a small gem clearing her throat in preparation to speak.

“Log date, 2 16 1. This is Peridot speaking…”

Keep reading

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“..What? Can you speak louder–? Some of these communicators are gunked up–”

An semi-independent (mostly) serious Peridot RP blog from the cartoon Steven Universe!

🎮  8+ years of RP experience! 💎  Slightly selective with who I follow, but open to non-mutuals! 🌟  Multiverse/AU friendly! 🌏  Crossover/OC friendly!   🔌  One liner to average sized paragraph(s) RP style! 📡  Author reads all rules and about pages before interacting!

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open;

[Working all day with no rest or reprieve would be miserable to some people, but to Peridot, it was the kind of thing she lived for. More often than not, it seemed as if the only times she was truly happy were times when she had something to do with her hands and mind. Mumbling to herself about something or other, she hardly notices the person approaching her until their shadow casts over her.]

“What do you want? Can’t you see that I’m busy?”

[She doesn’t look up from her work to speak. She just keeps on going.]