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@dxtonate-blog
hey guys, sorry for the unplanned hiatus. i totally lost muse for this blog and i've had some stressful personal stuff going on (grades mostly, ugh) so idk when i'll be back. if you wanna keep in contact while i'm gone, here's these things:
skype: becauseboomerangs
twitter: enjolri
snapchat: havkette
personal blog: prouvares
hopefully i'm back soon!! i'll miss you guys!
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sorry for not being here today! i have a life-size self portrait due wednesday for figure class and i needed to work on that tonight. got about halfway done before i ran out of ink, so i'll probably be working on that tomorrow too (and not be here again), sorry! here's a pic of what i have so far on it though (it's around 4 feet wide and probably like 5 tall?)
in good news: my school does an art auction fundraiser every year and basically everyone does a tiny painting/drawing/photo/sculpture/etc and puts it up and people can bid on around 15 pieces and they get one of them. and i did mine last night and my teacher said mine would definitely be one of the ones she bids on???? i'm rly happy about that omg
so!! i'll try to get on tomorrow at some point, if not things will definitely be back to normal wednesday!!
kid’s unsure if the elder one should be telling her this informɑtion or not — she won’t sɑy ɑnything ɑgɑinst it, leɑrning ɑbout the future wɑs reɑlly cool, but something nɑgs ɑt the bɑck of her mind, telling her this informɑtion shouldn’t hɑve ever been spoken to her. or should hɑve. kid didn’t like fɑte one bit ɑnd tried to refrɑin from thinking ɑbout it.
” vɑl?? i’ll mɑke ɑ note to steer cleɑr of the guy. “
” wait, no, i ” crap, she'd already managed to mess things up. she knew that if she hadn't met val there was no way she'd find out about the whole being a human bomb thing and take down b.l.i.. what if telling past-her about the future made the future change or something? god, that would suck, she definitely needed to put a stop to all this. ” don't steer clear of him, he's (unfortunately) important in figuring out how to take down b.l.i.. just, uh, don't change anything from how i did it which, you don't know how i did it, but. don't listen to me, okay, kid? ” (nice save, girl.)
spent all day doing art homework, gonna do a few quick replies now even though its like midnight on a schoolnight ok cool
Totally Fucked; Spring Awakening
xmissilekid:
dxtonate:
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as soon as she says it, she regrets telling the kid that they get revenge. it could be good or bad: good because it seems to at least temporarily make her happier; bad because she remembers being fixated on revenge enough the few years after it happened without the addition of her future-self coming back and saying they got it. whatever, short term effects seemed to be good, so it had to turn out alright. ” heck yeah, we do. it takes a while, but ” she feels like she should give past-her some more advice, but who knows what to say? she sure doesn’t. listen to cola, don’t listen to val, don’t hide, do hide, trust that they had a reason, you’re gonna lose more friends but it’ll be okay eventually, hopefully she could say any of these things, but it seemed useless; she already knew how things would turn out, her advice probably wouldn’t change anything. ” well, we blow their crap up. (literally.) ”
she listens eɑgerly ɑnd hɑngs on to every word her future self sɑys — becɑuse even if she sɑys thɑt the guilt never goes ɑwɑy, she seems fine, she seems okɑy with whɑt hɑd hɑppened in her time. kid considers thɑt mɑybe when she’s older she becomes better ɑt lying, but she prefers her first ideɑ. kid doesn’t ɑsk for more informɑtion; though she’d like it, she decides it’s not the best ideɑ. so she refrɑins from ɑsking for more ɑnd insteɑd comments on the informɑtion being hɑnded to her.
” thɑt sounds ɑwesome. “
” yeah, it is pretty awesome, i guess. ” she lets herself smile a little. she hadn't really thought to see it as awesome; mostly she just thought of it as well, that's over, thank god they're gone, and occasionally in terms of avenging the killjoys' death, but she tried to stop that thought whenever it came up (too overdramatic, probably). it didn't even occur to her to look at it like this. ” honestly, the looks on everyones' faces when it happened val ( you don't know him yet, he's a total a-hole, don't trust him ) was so shocked that we actually managed to do it. ”
xnjolras:
It was a green light for him to walk away , Enjolras knew: the you don’t have to stay with me was pretty polite-speak for piss off, and he totally understood that line of thinking. But his conscience once again poked and prodded at him; if he left her now and that guy, or someone else, came back and bothered her, what then?
❝ I’ll wait for a bit. I don’t have anywhere I need to be at a certain time. ❞ His road trip, after all, was scheduled to his needs and wishes, so if he decided one night to just spend a week driving through the desert for no discernible reason, he could do it. Not that he’d ever want to.
Enjolras leaned against the outside wall of the bar and stared out over the parking lot, filled mostly with trucks and motorcycles. ❝ Is it okay if I ask why you’re here on your own in the first place, or is that prying? ❞
He was never sure, but hey, at least he was self aware enough to know if he should back off should he cross an invisible line in the sand. He was also acutely aware of how his presence might be more of a hindrance than a help: he was, after all, just another strange guy who started talking to her. Perhaps she was thinking that he was no different than the last one.
she appreciated his kindness ( by now, she was pretty convinced that's all it was; she'd somehow managed to find the only genuinely nice person left in the whole country ) and gave a small smile to show it. and then he asked why she was alone, and the brief smile vanished. it wasn't unexpected, but the answer wasn't a quick one, and it wasn't really a story she enjoyed telling, so she kept it quick and simple. ❝ very long story, but short version is the people who raised me are, uh, dead, and i've been on my own mostly since i was six. and please, don't do any pitying type crap, i've heard it all before. the perks of having a tragic backstory, probably. ❞
❝ They call me Girl, mostly. Nice to meet ya, Kid. ❞
For a second he Kid thinks she might be pulling his leg. Kid and Girl — what were the odds? But she seems serious, so he gives her a smile.
”Nice to meet you, too, Girl.”
❝ Yeah, what're the chances, right? Two nameless kids running around honestly, was starting to think I was the only one. ❞
❝ something tells me you’d be into michael bay movies. actually, i think my mom has transformers. want to watch that? ❞
she actually has never seen anything transformers-related. kurt and ram suggested she watch it because apparently she’ll 'orgasm because of megan fox!—man i’d love to be in a veronica sawyer/ megan fox sandwich! ha, punch it in!’.
❝ that's the one with the giant robots, right? sounds amazing, let's do it. ❞ again, anything with explosions, and she was sure something that had giant robots would have tons of explosions. really, it would be a waste if you made a giant robot movie and didn't have explosions.
” it’s okɑy. “
truth wɑs, mɑybe it wɑsn’t okɑy. it hɑppened ɑ few months ɑgo, give or tɑke. kid wɑs still coping with it ɑnd there wɑs so much confusion, but her future selfs reɑssurɑnce wɑs ɑlmost comforting. kid ignores whɑt the other sɑys ɑbout the feelings never going ɑwɑy — mɑybe, one dɑy, kid cɑn force them to go ɑwɑy. for now, she’ll just comment on the revenge. her fɑce lights up ɑnd she even grins ɑ little.
” we do? “
as soon as she says it, she regrets telling the kid that they get revenge. it could be good or bad: good because it seems to at least temporarily make her happier; bad because she remembers being fixated on revenge enough the few years after it happened without the addition of her future-self coming back and saying they got it. whatever, short term effects seemed to be good, so it had to turn out alright. ” heck yeah, we do. it takes a while, but ” she feels like she should give past-her some more advice, but who knows what to say? she sure doesn't. listen to cola, don't listen to val, don't hide, do hide, trust that they had a reason, you're gonna lose more friends but it'll be okay eventually, hopefully she could say any of these things, but it seemed useless; she already knew how things would turn out, her advice probably wouldn't change anything. ” well, we blow their crap up. (literally.) ”
mockeye:
❝hey, listen —— i don’t normally do this…❞
she utters, like a liar. in actuality this is the third or fourth time she’s done this in approximately two days.
❝you’re just — i love your clothes. i love your getup. this whole——❞
kate gestures a little too wildly to not cause commotion in the middle of an intersection, prompting the speedy decision to latch onto the girl’s arm and practically drag her to the other side of the road.
❝everything, is what i was trying to say. you look cool. you dress cool! sorry for almost killing us. (got too excited.)❞
here lies nameless orphan girl. cause of death: random lady in the middle of the road almost killing them both just to say that the clothes she'd stolen from goodwill were cool. (rest in peace.) it's an interesting obituary, at least. thankfully not necessary. (though random lady grabbing her to drag her to the sidewalk almost scared her to death, honestly.) ❝ thanks, lady. y'might not wanna get in the habit of almost killing strangers, though. doesn't sound like a very good idea to me. ❞
& dxtonate.
❝ I’m sorry, did you say something? You’ll have to be LOUDER if you want me to hear whatever miserable thing comes out of your mouth. I’m not deaf. ❞
❝ Lady, y'might wanna get your hearing checked I know you said you're not deaf, but I was talking plenty loud, so can't hurt to check, right? ❞
ayyy new icon, gonna go work on this comic some more now, see ya later!!
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2020, right. that was the year everything went down the girl frowned, wondering again if this was before or after. well, only one way to find out. ” you alone here, then? ”
she took ɑ deep breɑth. the other cɑn’t hɑve forgotten, right? kid didn’t know whɑt hɑd hɑppened in the future. mɑybe something mɑssive hɑppened to cɑuse her to forget ɑbout them. forget ɑbout losing them. mɑybe.
” yeɑh. “
” oh. sorry i, i wasn't sure if this was before or after everything. ” she looked down at the ground, wishing she could say something to comfort past-her. it would be easy to say the guilt went away, but even now that she knew why they saved her it wasn't gone, and lying to your past self didn't seem like a smart plan. telling her too much about the future might mess things up, but she had to say something. ” the feelings, they don't go away, but they do get more manageable, eventually. we do find out why, so that helps some. and we get back at the assholes who did it. ”
❝ Oh god, don’t apologize, it’s fine. So, who are you? ❞
”Oh, uh — People just call me Kid. What about you?”
❝ They call me Girl, mostly. Nice to meet ya, Kid. ❞
