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@corvusmortis
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Cuddle buddy application
Name: Elizabeth
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Big/little spoon: Little spoon
Favorite movie: Tangled
Favorite band: Um...all of them?
Is it okay if I fall asleep: Yes!
Are kisses allowed: On the cheek? Yes.
Are pants required: Yes?
When are you available for cuddles: All the time!
My place or yours: Either.
Will you play with my hair: Yes!
Heh. Of course I accept your application, Liz.
ok how about a sample doodle of my oc keiana
my ask box is open for any doodle requests you may have!!!
Cuddle buddy application
Name: Age: Gender: Big/little spoon: Favorite movie: Favorite band: Is it okay if I fall asleep: Are kisses allowed: Are pants required: When are you available for cuddles: My place or yours: Will you play with my hair:
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Send me a ă and my muse will rate yours based on physical appearance on a scale of 1-10.
-Proceeds to cough into her hand, blush, then finally respond-Â
"Ehrm⌠9."
-finds it hard to cover her blush up-
"Wellâ I disagree. Youâre at least a 9."
-donât look at him jesus christ stop blushing-
"You may give me a 9, but I'm not as red as a cherry right now, either."
⣠[ NEHEHE ]
Send me a ⣠and my character will tell you the last thing theyâd say before having to kill yours.
A shot rings out and the crow falls, a heap of blood and feathers on the sidewalk when it finally lands.
The man is in a similar state on the apartment floor. Less blood of course, but if one cared to look, Ericâs limbs and the birdâs would be splayed out in very similar poses. The photographer walks around the now very mortal Crow, a gun in hand, aimed carefully at the dead manâs skull. âYou made one mistake, Eric.â Saiga says in a bored drawl. âYou forgot to find out if I was working for Top Dollar.â
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Send me a ă and my muse will rate yours based on physical appearance on a scale of 1-10.
-Proceeds to cough into her hand, blush, then finally respond-Â
"Ehrm⌠9."
-finds it hard to cover her blush up-
She can feel her face as if itâs lit on fire. ââ I was too afraid to say ten.â Pan admitted, completely embarrassed.Â
"I'm joking, it's okay, really. I'd give myself a 3."
[ Snrk. ]
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Send me a ă and my muse will rate yours based on physical appearance on a scale of 1-10.
-Proceeds to cough into her hand, blush, then finally respond-Â
"Ehrm⌠9."
-finds it hard to cover her blush up-
"9, huh? Why do you say that?"
[ Grin. ]
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Send me a ⌠for my characterâs reaction to walking in on yours digging through mineâs drawers/belongings.
The first thing he notices is the breeze when he opens the door. He didnât leave a window open when he left, which means that someone must have opened it. Maybe even entered through it, although that would be an impressive feat considering heâs living on the fifth floor of the building and without a fire escape nearby. Saiga isnât willing to rule it out, though.
Oddly, the only things that have appeared to be rifled through are stacks of photographs. Like whoever was here had been searching for a specific one. It wouldnât be the first time someone has broken into his home over his work, so the thought isnât all that surprising.
As he takes a step into the apartment, a sound makes him pause. A thump from the dark room. Whoever broke in is still here. Saiga actually feels a little offended by that, and stalks towards the door while pulling a point-and-shoot from his pocket, ripping back the curtain he hung over the door with his free hand. âAlright who the fuck-!â
A very neat intruder, and fairly well spoken. Saiga raises an eyebrow and tilts his head slightly, suddenly more inclined to be civil⌠at least for the time being. âShelly Webster?â He asks, scratching his chin thoughtfully. âIf Iâve taken her picture, she probably wasnât the intended focus.â The photographer admits with a shrug. âIâd be able to put a face to that name otherwise.â
The second name is interesting. Top Dollar sounds an awful lot like like something a criminal would call himself. The vigilante theory is gaining more ground by the minute. Itâs also familiar. He shouldnât be helping a guy in mime-face looking for a random criminal and a woman, but heâs curious now and he pulls a filing box out from under a nearby table, checking whatâs written on the side of it.
"Would you be offended if I asked why you were looking for these two?" He asks as he opens the box, probably wise to bite back on any sarcasm. Heâs annoyed at his home being invaded, for sure, but he doesnât need to make things worse for himself.
:: Eric's expression twists to an upset frown when nothing about Shelly comes to the other man's mind. He should have known, however, that not many people would keep record on a girl who had died a year or so ago.
:: Just his luck.
:: He watches the stranger open the box that he had picked up, and cocks his head to one side as if he was confused. The crow sitting outside the window, does the same, like they're somehow spiritually connected.
:: "Shelly and I.... were supposed to get married and we were murdered by a group of thugs the night before... Top Dollar is a man I need to find because he was over the entire setup, and the picture I have in mind may actually be able to tell me something about his whereabouts or just give me more information," clearing his throat, Eric sighs, folding his arms neatly across his chest.
meet the blogger
⢠The meaning behind my URL: corvus means crow and mortis.. yea. it's pretty easy.
⢠Weakness: red dye & sharpie markers.
⢠Who is my best friend: i have a lot.
⢠Last time I cried and why: a few days ago because i want everyone to be happy with themselves because everyone is wonderful to me.
⢠Favorite Band(s): imagine dragons, my chemical romance, fall out boy, panic! at the disco, guns 'n' roses, aerosmith, bon jovi-- oops. carried away.
⢠Top 5 foods: spaghetti, lasagna, salad, subway sandwiches, pizza rolls.
⢠Ideas of a perfect day: amusement park with friends, online and offline, and then walking around the city at night with lots of money to blow.
⢠Life goal(s): be a great artist, meet online friends.
⢠Piercings I want: i'd like to have a tongue piercing and industrial, but no way, no how.
⢠Relationship status: single and i plan to be for a looooong time.
⢠Favorite movie: the crow!!!
⢠A fact about my life: my focus for school is art, so i'm always doodling.
⢠Phobia(s): kenophobia - fear of large, open spaces; void.
⢠Habits: biting nails, tapping fingers on stuff, mumbling.
⢠Tattoos I have: none. uvu
If you're a Canon character (or another OC) who does not discriminate against OC's, reblog this.
Need more open-minded people to follow/play with.Â
-more booping- what a cute
Uh.
-boops his noise multiple times
Why.
My muse is wearing a blindfold for the next three asks
So youre free to do whatever you like
Reblog this if it's okay for me to randomly jump into your ask box and interact with your muse.
I'd probably say . ..,,, wrath