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Oops. Blog archived. Now the muses can rot over here as a sideblog to Wylan.
Iâm highly considering archiving this blog and recreating it as a sideblog to @cxdxnce as a place to very selectively use my other OCs.
ARCHETYPES QUIZ (found here.)
36% Explorer
The Explorer is drawn to the unknown, whether thatâs a Himalayan peak or the road not taken, and have a thirst for adventure. They take journeys, not vacations.
35% Visionary
Leave it to others to live by the status quo. The Visionary is interested in new ways of seeing, solutions not yet imagined, products not yet built.
29% Intellectual
The Intellectual is the ultimate dinner-party guest. Engaging questions and thoughtful debate are their trademarks.
TAGGED BY: stole it from myself at cxdxnce TAGGING. n/a
Youâve stumbled upon a snoozing kitsune. Do youâ
>wake her up (up, i say!) >keep walking >turn back >pull her hood over her face
The boy isnât sure what heâs found here, or why, or who? This may just be something that happens from time to time when you wander about? Heâs not sure heâs supposed to be here. But then, ânot sureâ is better than a flat out no so maybe things are ok. He kneels before the other, resting on his knees after placing his camera and bag to the side. Heâs pondering about reaching a hand out to touch... whatever this is, but relenting on that bit of troublesome curiosity. Option A, then. Because he has a number of them apparently.
âHello.â He says curiously, tone a bit flat as usual. âYouâre not dead I hope? Oh, your chest is moving so I guess not. Thatâs good. I think.â
my pages here look like ass
cloudpools:
She was right. It had definitely been too soon to ask⊠But the sudden rejection doesnât really bother Blythe. There was always the chance that he might show her later. Maybe if she asked at a better time? Shayne wasnât exactly the most predictable of people, so there was even the chance that he may change his mind. None of that really matter, though! Because he had agreed to her second request, and that got her excited!
A small smile finally graces her lips, glad that, in his own way, Shayne seemed excited too. âI think itâs the perfect mix between near and far! A good distance for a day trip. A- and there are lots of great things to see on the way, so it makes the small journey worth it, I- I think.â She gives a nod as if to agree with her own beliefs, retrieving her puffy jacket and scarf before concerned emeralds fall on Shayne. âItâs cold out. S- so donât forget your coat, okay?âÂ
Shayne is more concerned with what he may be spending his time on and when he may be returning than he is with Blytheâs reaction and her feelings regarding his own personal property. If she had pressed he would have simply told her to buy her own? That seems to be the most fair option? Yes. Yes it is. But where are they going? She hasnât told him yet. Instead sheâs doing that reminding thing she likes to do. Does she think he isnât aware of the weather? He was out earlier today. Very cold. He had his sweater but wasnât enough. Sheâs keeping him waiting with the destination. Why do people do this?
âWhy would I forget?â He comments idly, turning away and leaving her without much other notice to grab the heavier garment and slip into it before heading to the door. Camera is acquired along with his bag. "Where are we going?â He asks in hopes that he can know without waiting any longer.
REPOST, DONâT REBLOG! (questionnaire. ) Â below the surface everyone is pretty complicated. based on your answers, we think the following three traits are important strands in your personality:
AMBITION
You have a strong sense of potential and an intense drive to accomplish difficult things. The core of this is your ability to hold together the big goals and the daily efforts. Where other peopleâs hopes collapse when they encounter the tedium of the journey, you keep coming back. Oddly, it is actually your ability to endure feeling unheroic that counts. You know the power of working away solidly on whatâs in front of you.
RATIONALITY
You like clarity and intelligent simplicity and you get frustrated at messy thinking. This can make you seem unreasonably pushy to some, but it is actually a virtue: you are motivated by a horror at pointless effort and a longing for precision and insight into how things and people work. Your ability to synthesise and bring order is essential in producing thinking which is truly helpful.
ORDERLINESS
You love it when everything is neat and tidy: when there is a proper way of doing things, and you can tick things off the to-do list and know where everything is. So others, at times, are to you unbearably sloppy and messy. And you run into things that canât be ordered (a child, a partner, a colleague at work) which drives you slightly nuts. But your desire for order is a good one when it is focussed where it is needed and when youâre okay with a bit of mess.
Tagged By:Â @cloudpools (thank you) Tagging:Â None.
alicehart:
âItâs called being considerate, but now I just feel like an idiot!â she groaned, turning her gaze from him, âWhy on Earth would I invite someone to a theme park with me only to just tag along while Iâm the only one having fun?â Alice sucked her teeth.
âIâm not that selfish! If it didnât interest you, you couldâve said no.â
Alice was beginning to feel immense guilt. Sheâd asked him to come with her on a bet- a bet she figured sheâd win and had won. All she needed to do was ask him to go with her and she won. In the end, he said yes. It wasnât that she was aiming to make fun of him. Her peers just happened to choose him of all people to dare her to ask out. Why did he have to say yes? He couldâve said no and sheâd have still won her bet.
And she was trying to make the best out of it - maybe sheâd make a friend. But so far this wasnât going as planned.
This girl is rather loud and rash, he thinks. Sheâs observed by the boy as if he was at a museum watching an exhibit in action behind the barrier. Except there is no barrier or glass. Just him watching this girl get frustrated for some reason? He doesnât really understand whatâs wrong here. She requested him to follow and he was curious and obliged. Now he wasnât doing something that would make her happy and so she was getting upset. Frustrating? He may be frustrated but he isnât sure. Thereâs lots of lights and sounds and other things at this park. Itâs fake, though? He doesnât care so much for fake things. They remind him of his working and dealing with loud people that pretend to be doing things. Talking and laughing. Definitely frustrating.
âYou didnât answer my question?â He muses openly. Itâs spoken out loud, but he isnât so much directing it towards the girl as an accusation as much as heâs expressing confusion. âAnd youâre also getting angrier...â More confused flat tones.Â
cloudpools:
A sigh of relief leaves pale lips, fingers nervously fiddling with a strand of red hair. Shayneâs mannerisms were nothing new to the young woman, yet even though he never showed any outright signs of offense, Blythe was constantly worried about upsetting him. With his staring, emerald hues flick about the room, unable to keep eye contact for more than a few moments. âO- okay. Sh- Shayne⊠Will you show me how to use your camera?â He had said to just ask right? But maybe he hadnât meant so soon? Blushing in embarrassment at her overeagerness, Blythe shakes her head trying to back peddle. âB- but you donât have to! O- only if you want! O- or we could do something else! I- I found this new place that I thought you might like. Y- you could take some of your wonderful photos there⊠I- I think⊠I- I hope- I-â
He ponders these requests silently all while keeping a flat gaze on the stuttering blushing girl. His companion. A proper definition would be friend? He thinks? They say a friend is someone you enjoy being around. That sounds like Blythe. Friends do things together and trust each other. Does he trust Blythe? A bit. Not so much with his camera. Blythe is clumsy and he canât afford to get the camera fixed right now.
âNo.â Is his eventual response. An answer without much context or or backing on his behalf. The tone is as null and pleasant as if he said âhelloâ. âBut you can show me this place youâre thinking of. I hope itâs not far. At least itâd be nicer if it was. But I guess I have time if it is. Is it far?â
âWell if you donât like it then leave! I donât need you spoiling my fun! Hmph!â
Shayne quietly regards the girl for a moment after her small burst. Much like a deer regards a dog that suddenly barked at the window long after revealing its inability to act. Brows are lightly furrowed and his head lightly canted to the side. She brought him here and now wished he leave? That doesnât really make sense?Â
âBut you brought me here. I donât understand what me liking it has to do with it? Sorry.â Words delivered almost monotone like someone unsure of an answer in class. Heâs more apologizing for his lack of understanding than he is for her frustration at him. Because. That definitely doesnât make sense. âWhat do you do here?â
âWhat about this place do you like so much? I donât really get it. Sorry.â
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Emerald hues widen in worry, flicking to the camera in her hands, frail fingers carefully fiddling with the machine. âO- oh! S- sorry!â Blythe holds the camera out to him, face flushing in embarrassment. âI- Iâve just never had a camera before. I- I was curious how it workedâŠ.â
âOh, so you had it.â He takes it back without any sign of hesitation nor concern for the girlâs nerves shooting higher by the moment. Why was she trying if she didnât know how? Itâs not her camera? Well she didnât hurt it. âYou changed some of the settings. But hm. Thatâs ok.â He fixes Blythe with a blank stare. âYou should have asked me.â
@cloudpools
âBlythe, have you seen my camera?â