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space. uhhh I think I may go on a smol, tiny hiatus of sorts so im not spoiled by the DLC because I really want to be able to play it for myself after I buy the gaming laptop I’m looking at and after I start/finish Andromeda’s play through. I will check in from time to time so if anyone wants to rp on skype or something, don’t be afraid to send me an ask! Until like. Next week or so, I bid ye a short farewell or whatever
space. i know i said i’d do replies but i’m kind of out of it & have that anxious, bored feeling & the trespasser dlc coming out tomorrow is not helping @ all.
spireborn:
fuck it its driving me crazy but i have a Not So Secret rp blog and im barely getting interaction on it cus no one will follow me and i only have 14 followers on it. i wanted to keep it secret for the sake of not getting harassment but i haven’t gotten any in a while so hopefully i’m safe? but the muse is so strong yet i dont have enough ppl to thread with
so follow my dorian i guess
space. tfw u wanna ship
bold what applies to your muse: angst edition.
1 ) when reacting to extreme pain or trauma ( inflicted on them ) your muse feels: helpless | angry | afraid | shocked | defeated | detached | unreal | nothing | cathartic
2 ) when reacting to extreme pain or trauma ( inflicted on OTHERS ) your muse feels: helpless | angry | afraid | shocked | defeated | detached | unreal | nothing | cathartic
3 ) in a life-and-death situation, your muse would: save themselves first | risk their life for someone else | risk their life only for someone they care about
4 ) has your muse done any of the things mentioned in the third question and regretted it? yes | no
5 ) has your muse ever: lost a loved one | lost a family member | personally seen someone close to them die | personally seen someone close to them commit suicide | attempted to / successfully committed an act of suicide | been in a war
6 ) regarding past trauma, your muse is: indifferent to it | sensitive about it | keeping it bottled up | repressing it | insecure about it | afraid of others finding out about it | accepting of it
space. i wanna make ocs w/ someone & make blogs w/ them bc i like making ocs w/ people.
She felt to be in a trance-like state simply standing there with brush in hand & red paint dripping onto the grass below. Head is tilted as she watches the others movements with her own brush, from curiosity mostly - complete interest in the way they paint. She enjoyed the colors ( mostly ), how they would blend & create other mixtures of vibrant hues & tones; they clashed in the most beautiful of ways. While Sera’s work were more doodles, it was childish - in a way - but she found happiness in it.
‘Do you do this often?’ Tone is suddenly softer, she ignores the others comment before completely & brings on a new subject. Setting her brush down, hand lifts to point to the various strokes with movements of her own hand, ‘You’re mixin’ colors & getting others, I didn’t know you could –’ A pause, do that is what she meant to say.
‘It’s all pretty though, innit?’
☆ | | When she notices Sera watching her movements, she begins feeling the slightest bit self conscious, her strokes becoming less wide and wild, transforming into smaller, simpler lines that she painted over a few times.
❝ This is the first time I’ve ever painted, actually. The Circle never had stuff like this, but I’m sure I’d get in trouble for painting on the walls.
As for the colors mixing . . . I just felt like they’d look, I don’t know. Nice. ❞
She had no idea what she was doing, really, just slapping paint on the wall. It was indeed pretty, though; pleasing to the eye like the murals she’d see on her trips to Val Royeaux, but not near as good.
❝ It is pretty, I guess. I’d say yours is coming along quite well, though, wouldn’t you ? ❞
“I’d glad I made a good enough impression for you to even remember me,” It was easy for him to end up blending in among the mage recruits. Valeriu took to mentoring them, showing them new spells, helping them hone their skills, how to resist demons and take control of the Fade. Of course, he hoped that his actions would fall upon the Inquisitor’s ears, hopefully bringing him into the light. “What is there to say? I left Tevinter and my life as a magister to seek new horizions, new adventures. The Imperium was stock full of them, but… a little too much drama for my liking. Besides…I had a few people I was glad to leave behind. What of you? Where do you come from?”
☆ | | She’d heard murmurs from some of their mage allies about him, but with being so busy running between all of Orlais and Ferelden ( sometimes for the most menial of tasks ! ), she’d hardly gotten a chance to even think to talk to him.
❝ Another Tevinter mage ? My, the Inquisition will start to get a reputation ! ❞ she jested, hoping to get a laugh out of him; truly, she appreciated each and every person who chose to support the Inquisition. Their background or heritage mattered not to her.
❝ Anyhow, I’m glad you decided to join us. As for myself, I hail from Ostwick, in the Free Marches, specifically the Circle there. Wasn’t particularly exciting until the whole mishap in Kirkwall a few years back. Sent everyone into a tizzy, didn’t it ? ❞
rebelliontales:
‘I mean the Hinterlands is borin’ as borin’ gets, like watchin’ nobles discuss politics or whateva that shite is called. Regardless, yeah I’ll go. & don’t worry about me sleepin’, I barely do that as it is.’ Which is true, nightmares & the shadows get the best of her.
‘Oh! Those confusin’ boxes? Oh yeah, I’ll definitely come now. Is there anythin’ good inside? Oh! Like treasure? Please say treause, I want half.’
☆ | | Andromeda laughs at her companion’s excitement. She had no clue what was so entertaining about the puzzles, or even if they contained treasure at all.
❝ If there’s treasure in them, I’ll make sure to give you more than you know what to do with, ❞ she laughed once more, ❝ We’ll be in and out of the Hinterlands in no time flat. Though, you really should take better care of yourself, Sera. ❞
infamante:
it’s a grim topic, one he hardly enjoys broaching but– well, it can’t be ignored, either. he drags a hand through his hair and shrugs.
“i’ve never liked templars, but yes, you do… sort of have to feel for them. just goes to show how willing people are to abuse an orders trust in it’s leaders.”
☆ | | ❝ It’s awful, isn’t it ? ❞ she asks ❝ Blindly following a cause in hopes that it’ll give you power over others, but just . . . ending up like that, one would have to wonder if it was worth it at all. ❞
She shakes her head, laughing a little to ease the tension, ❝ Look at us, getting all philosophical. Getting a bit depressing, though, huh ? ❞
makerslight:
“It’s not as hard as you think. These birds are highly intelligent. That, and they are very susceptible to things like bits of cheese. I find it motivates them greatly in their training. And yes, they are very useful. I doubt I could do my job very well without them.”
☆ | | ❝ Do any of them have names ? With so many of them, I don’t think I could ever keep track. Though, I have to admit, as off-putting as their eyes can be, some are quite cute. ❞
infamante:
fecitstellarum.
“so, what do you reckon? think those templars standing out there are ever gonna stop yelling?”
☆ | | ❝ Probably not. They’ve been at it for a while now, haven’t they ? They’ve probably forgotten what they’re even arguing about. ❞
elhanin:
` INQUISITOR, A MOMENT? ` and he trots up to her, the tips of his pointed ears red. he grins out of the side of his mouth, a bit shy but still warm. he’s working on not being so distant and reserved with others. though, the inquisitor is a shem—it will take a little longer for dokoran to completely open up to her.
` i have a request, if you have the time. `
☆ | | She turns her attention to the elf that had appeared beside her, eyebrows raised like she was about to ask him a question with a gentle smile on her lips.
❝ I have plenty of time, which is quite a bit surprising, actually. What kind of request are we talking about, though ? I’m sure I can help. ❞
☆ | | Only in the darkness can you see the
☆ STARS ☆
space. replies & such are queued for tomorrow while i’m at work!!
space. OK STARTERS & REPLIES WILL BE DONE NOW I JUST GOT HOME FROM A THING
musesgonnamuse:
❝ I tried to find my place in the world. I - I thought I found it, but I guess fitting in can be a lot more complicated than it seems, huh? ❞
