thanks for the meal!

independent and low activity multimuse, written by tuna.

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pinned! until i want to make something more fancy.

independent, low activity multimuse written by tuna (22, any/all) punished for new blog crimes and stuck in beta editor rules / muses / mun.

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im embarrassed but are my oomfies alive

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omg

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                                                                           Are you lost?                                                           You’ve lost sight of the shoreline                                                                  Is this what you planned?                                                      Is that kelp at your ankle or is it a hand?

                                                                    About | Guidelines | ♪

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working on replies but while i do that uh starter call? feel free to specify muse or not (and then ill just pick a random or fitting one)

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ARENE

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There is a glint of danger in green eyes, and it almost follows the ominous shine of the black crystals on the Lupo's arms. And it follows with a smile that while it might initially seem friendly, it is full of danger. The charisma and uncertainty of men embodied in a single organism, they walk hand in hand. "You usually make yourself more hidden in the shadows, don't you?" Half truths. Rannulfr has seen Faust talking to fellow Reunion members enough times, and he would probably be aware of the equally annoying habit of the wolf of hiding in the shadows until it is time to strike.

He is loyal enough, or at least to the idea of change. To the idea that the Infected deserve better than their miserable lot. The grin he shows to the commander is once again full of teeth. But it is friendly, despite it all. "I can leave, if you would rather not attract unnecessary attention. But I've been curious about one thing for a while, now. Your eyes do not hesitate when striking someone down, finding its mark before long." They both should be aware that this talk is tantamount to treason. "But is your heart really into it? Not the cause. I mean the execution of it all.

Hah. Of course, you do not have to answer my question. There is no obligation to. However, you should know this before making your decision: I am not one who would let their secrets bleed, no matter how much they decide to tear me up." - Ran @ Faust!

Behind a cold demeanor, Faust's instincts run wild, the stoic expression that often graces his face only altered by the twinge of the frown forming at the corners of his lips. A twitch in his hand, his body resisting the urge that forms in his spine that asks him not to engage, to use his Arts and escape this sudden cage he's been locked into - No, no. While a baseline of paranoia should be expected when it comes to what he does, what he is, there's no need for him to turn tail here. If this was the beginning of a confrontation, there's a myriad of better ways to do so without giving Faust the opportunity to retaliate, and he hopes this unrequested conversational partner of his isn't arrogant enough to try to toy with his prey.

This kind of person is... Difficult for him to deal with. After all, he was practically raised alongside the squadron that he commands; the trust they put into him is reciprocated in turn, and they've proven more than willing to put themselves in harms way in order to protect one another. However, Faust isn't naïve enough to believe this sense of solidarity is one all Infected share.

"Crossbowmen don't tend to be talkative. If you're interested in chatting, there are better people to choose."

An unsatisfactory reply, even for himself. He can feel the Lupo's claws pull at his ribcage, trying to force out emotions that bubble inside his hearts, ones that he must repress at all cost. ...Still. He sighs, letting his eyelids flutter shut for just a moment. What a dangerous situation. "I don't enjoy killing. Not infected, not the uninfected. But I'm not ignorant enough to pretend the sentimentality is shared, nor will I put my comrades in harm's way just to protect some childish ideals. That's all."

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❛ that sounds dangerous. i’m in. ❜ ( Pallas )

"Ah, Dame Kal'lsit!" Her body reeks of sweetened booze, though she mostly gives the impression of a sober woman, Kal'lsit having found her before her nightly drinking would begin to make her weak at the knees. Still, she's more than grateful that her ramblings were not only understood, but furthermore given value, a sense of pride in the priestess's chest making her tail flick back and forth without realization. "How glad I am that you might agree with my proposal! You see, Rhodes Island has many fine warriors aboard its ship, but like the blades they wield so mightily, they may begin to dull when used for improper means. While watching battle records and being assigned to the rare operation every so often surely helps keeps them sharp, might many of our comrades have their daily regimens be ... Lacking?"

"Let it be known that I wish not to cast doubt upon the way you nurture these growing buds! But I do hope you continue to see the worth in what I am suggesting! If our training room were to become a training arena, where those who seek to improve must battle among their peers, I do believe the strength they carry will be able to bloom much faster in such an environment!"

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Sorry for the sudden 0 activity! Was doing stuff for con buy now I'm back 🐍

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@planetarii continued from here.

That nonchalant attitude is reciprocated, at least to some extent - if what Mephisto had done warranted him getting into serious trouble, they wouldn't be speaking so casually right now. Instead, the liberi would surely be in the office being scolded by the Doctor, or, god forbid, Dr. Kal'lsit.

But, he's sitting here. So Faust won't reprimand him when he doesn't need to.

"In a place like this, it might be okay if they don't try their hardest." He muses with a gentle voice, leaning forward to pick off a speck of debris from Mephisto's shoulder.

"It's naivety, of course, and it'll be broken at some point or another." A pause, the boy mulling over his words carefully. "But maybe there's no need to do it pre-emptively."

That contemplative look of his fades slightly, a wry smile forming at his lips.

"Though ... if their combat prowess is worse than yours of all people, maybe it is a big problem? Or were you just making them do laps until they collapse?"

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  platonic  ships  are  just  as  important  as  romantic  ones!  so  here’s  some  dialogue  prompts  for  all  your  friendship  needs!  feel  free  to  change  as  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ remind me why we’re friends again? ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ do you think we’re friends in every universe? ❜

❛ you’re interesting and different and i like that. ❜

❛ i feel like i can tell you anything. ❜

❛ please don’t ever become a stranger. ❜

❛ i like being alone but i’d rather be alone with you. ❜

❛ you’re important to me, you little shit. ❜

❛ i can always count on you. ❜

❛ here, you can borrow my jacket. ❜

❛ i am this close away from strangling you. ❜

❛ no offense, but you look terrible. ❜

❛ do you think we’ll ever stop being friends? ❜

❛ i found this cool rock that made me think of you. ❜

❛ you can sleep over, it’ll be like when we were kids. ❜

❛ here’s a spare key so you don’t have to keep coming in through the window. ❜

❛ that sounds dangerous. i’m in! ❜

❛ we’re still friends, right? ❜

❛ i don’t have a date, so do you wanna be my plus one? ❜

❛ i heard you were feeling sick, so i made you some soup. ❜

❛ i already said i’m paying. you can buy next time, okay? ❜

❛ you’re the best, you know that? ❜

❛ i’m not hitting you, it’s called platonic bdsm. ❜

❛ you’re more family to me than my own family is. ❜

❛ because i like you. because you’re my friend. ❜

❛ i feel like i can be myself around you. ❜

❛ alright, who am i beating up? ❜

❛ you are literally too stupid to insult. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ who needs them. we can have fun on our own. ❜

❛ you deserve every good thing that comes your way. ❜

❛ don’t worry, i’ve got your back! ❜

❛ you’re like, the strongest person i know. ❜

❛ friends don’t lie. ❜

❛ don’t make me regret giving you the aux cord. ❜

❛ you can come over any time. it’s not a problem. ❜

❛ i’m glad to have met you. ❜

❛ you remember the day we became friends? ❜

❛ i know, i know. i’m the best. ❜

❛ no one hurts you and gets away with it. ❜

❛ because you love me! duh! ❜

❛ why do you keep me around? ❜

❛ you’re not getting rid of me that easily. ❜

❛ what would you do without me, huh? ❜

❛ thanks. i really needed this. ❜

❛ what are best friends for? ❜

[lobsterblob]

Pallas, from Arknights

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Headpats for Sasha from Alina

"Ah."

For a moment, Faust tenses, lifting his head upwards to greet her with slightly widened eyes. He isn't quite sure what to say, nor how to react, and a small segment in the back of his mind wants to escape from the comparatively unfamiliar sensation.

But, there's not really a reason for him to do so, is there…?

Alina is nice. Nice to him, nice to Eno, and all the other infected. She teaches him things he never thought he'd have to privilege to learn, and when he falls behind the other students, she never looks at him with eyes full of contempt. Who could blame him for finding comfort in the gentle energy she carries -- and the desire to finally have a familial figure he can rely on?

Still …

Muttering a thank you would be too weird, and he definitely isn't the type to just lean into her hand or something in response. Even if it's an action with no special meaning behind it, Faust's stomach still tightens, the boy wanting to know if everything's okay …

His shoulders relax, though the slightest bit of caution lines his voice. "Did… Something happen?"

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               With  a  sigh,  he  props  his  head  up  from  his  spot  on  the  ground  with  an  open  palm..  Disposition  softening  the  minute  his  gaze  caught  the  pythia..  Whether  Faust  was  joining  him  to  talk  or  simply  keep  him  company,  Mephisto  elected  to  whine  about  his  evening.  

❝  Mmmn..  Can  you  believe  that?  They  said  I  was  being  too  rough——  ❞  

               Although  his  expression  is  laced  with  irritation,  it’s  easy  to  tell  he’s  not  taking  the  situation  particularly  seriously..    

❝  How  do  they  expect  fast  results  without  a  little  nudge~  ❞

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"Is that so ... "

There isn't much doubt in his mind that the complaints levied towards his compatriot were accurate, or, perhaps, even a bit understated ... After all, it isn't as if Mephisto had been one to use a delicate hand towards his fellow operators in the past.

Sitting himself down besides the other, he mulls over his choice of words -- not in any particular fear of upsetting his friend, but rather to decide what choice of language might actually convince Mephisto. "...They're doing their best too. If you make yourself too strong of an opponent, it might discourage them and hinder their growth."

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A quirked eyebrow is given in response, the aegir studying the other's expression with a careful gaze. Of course, he wasn't naïve enough to expect a pleasant response to the slight goading he had provided, nor did he expect a particularly strong reaction at all ... Nevertheless! "That isn't it, exactly." He replies with a gentle hum, Mizuki leaning back further into one of the dormitory-provided chairs.

"More-so, it's that ... The Doctor told me I should do my best to integrate with others when I can. Isn't multiplayer games the best way to do that?" Even behind that innocent tone, Mizuki certainly knows what he's doing by invoking their name here. "Is my selection not interesting to you? We can go old-school and pull out some board games too, if that's your preference."

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tagging...?

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What is going on with cutting posts?

You may have seen some posts floating around lately about the beta editor and trimming reblogs, and possibly found yourself extremely confused trying to figure out what this tangled web of editors, extensions, and add-ons even means. I’ve been on this site for years, and I still find the whole thing terribly confusing.

So this post is my effort to explain everything – legacy vs beta, New XKit vs XKit Rewritten, editable reblogs vs trim reblogs – everything. This also doubles as a tutorial for the various methods of cutting posts.

TL;DR

Tumblr is in the process of switching to a new post editor that some old users have opted into, while new users have been forced into it.

The old Editable Reblogs extension does not work with this new editor, requiring people to use a new extension called Trim Reblogs.

Trim Reblogs and Editable Reblogs are not compatible. If your partner uses Editable Reblogs, you cannot cut their posts properly using Trim Reblogs (unless you’re willing to do some tedious and frankly unreasonable workarounds).

The only way for everyone in the RPC to cut their posts properly and efficiently is if everyone moves to the new system and uses Trim Reblogs. Clinging to the old system with Editable Reblogs is actively creating issues for the people using the new system – some of whom do not have a choice.

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