Color Me Curious

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RMH
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

if i look back, i am lost
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Fai_Ryy
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Claire Keane
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EXPECTATIONS
d e v o n
Monterey Bay Aquarium
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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(( If any of you haven’t noticed, I’ve largely abandoned this account! I will always get on my accounts by request, so just poke me on Skype or send me an ask or whatever, but apart from organized RP, this account is on hiatus until further notice.
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)(-----EY! Tampa Bay roomies!!!
Glub glub! Would you all be interested in watc)(ing ANTM wit)( me? I got my )(ands all of t)(e DVDs.
You don’t mind it when she does this. You’re used to it by now, and even if you weren’t, it still wouldn’t be a bad thing. Everyone in this house, with the exception of Karkat, gives kisses as far as you know. Personal space isn’t a thing that exists around here unless you lock yourself in your room, and even then you run the risk of having your door torn off. This isn’t a problem for you though since you come out willingly, although rarely.
You follow her into the foyer, which is much messier than you remember it being. How long has it been since you’ve been there last anyway? When you met Karkat there not long after moving in? You really don’t leave the house or walk around it all that often. This is a thing that, you decide now, you need to change. You want to talk to everyone in the house more, and living in a place like this is something you should take the time to enjoy every now and then. As you follow her, barely managing to not trip over things, you consider her question for a moment. “I brought my camera, so we should go to shore to get some pictures before it starts getting dark. Then we can check out the club afterwards. Sound like a plan to you?”
You are guilty as charged of removing doors from their hinges. You are not even remotely apologetic about it, because if anyone asks you they should all be out of their rooms spending time with one another anyway. No one has ever accused you of being inconsiderate, precisely, but neither have they complimented you on your tact.
You close the door behind you, but don't lock it. Why bother? There's a human subjugglator (you assume Gamzee is still capable of hitting things), an omnipotent teleporting dog, a space-witch, and... a teenage boy locked in his room, so you guess that one's out, but you are fairly certain that nothing bad is going to happen to them. Besides, you would have heard if it was! The horrorterrors are very nice about that sort of thing, after all you've done for them.
"Sounds fintastic!" You agree enthusiastically, taking one of Feathers' clawed hands in your grey one (they've never bothered you, and your skin's tough, they don't scratch) and tugging him along the familiar path. You pad down it every day, usually barefoot so that you can squish sand between toes. A day you don't visit the beach is both a rare day and an entirely terrible one: you could walk this way with your eyes shut and your hands tied behind your back. Maybe you should try, for giggles. "You don't ever come out here, huh? I don't think I've ever seen you leave the hive. You're missing out! You humans pollute the glubbing hell out of your ocean, but it's still clean enough, and it's so pretty-- I'll get some seashells, while we're down here! I'll make you a bracelet."
You do not consider for a moment that he might say no. The sand's warm, still, under your feet (most things on Earth are - you are very cold, compared to humans), and you crouch down over it to start collecting the prettiest ones. It'd be easier, if he could swim, but you'll make do. "What are we supposed to take pictures of? I don't know how this works."
> Dave: Get ready.
That’s what you’ve been doing. Believe it or not, and it’s actually very difficult to believe with your expression being as unreadable as it always is, you’re very excited about this. It’s not often you leave your room, let alone the house, and it’s been a very long time since you’ve gone out to do something with someone else. Not to mention this will be your first time hanging out with Feferi other than the times you’ve watched movies with the others.
It’s amazing how long it’s taken to actually make this happen, but it finally is. Unlike Feferi, you haven’t dressed yourself up to look real nice, and the only thing you’ve spent a lot of time making look good is your hair. You’re wearing a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt, and a large, red hoodie to cover your wings. Normally you’d be concerned about people seeing your hands, but you doubt people will pay too much attention to them when you’re standing next to an alien fish princess.
You’re sitting on the edge of your bed, messing with your camera when you hear Feferi at your door. You’d been expecting her to come to your room, so you hope you weren’t keeping her waiting. “Yeah, I’m ready.” You call out before standing and making your way to the door. “Lets go.”
He's taller than you; this does not stop you from using his shoulders to lean yourself forward on your tiptoes and pressing your mouth to either cheek. It's customary for you, by now, and if anyone in the house hasn't gotten used to the invasion of their personal space you think they should just get with the times. Some people say you were never told no enough as a young troll. Those people are entirely correct.
You offer a bright shark-toothed smile and sweep off down the hall, back into the main room. It is an artform to not trip over lava lamp cords or drying seaweed or discarded clothes in the foyer, but you have gotten very good at ducking through and stepping over the proverbial maze. This is largely because most of it is your mess. "I don't know where to go, exactly, and we're going to have to walk there because I thought it would be rude to ask Jade to just teleport us there. But I know how to get to this club downtown, or to the shore, and we can start from either of those places!" You push the door open and discover that it's dark enough out that your oculars don't sting, halle-glubbing-lujah. "SO! Where do you want to go first? Or did you have an idea that I didn't already say?"
OK, WELL IT’S A LITTLE TOO LATE FOR THAT, NOW ISN’T IT. UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO FLIP MY SHIT OVER YOUR USING THAT STUPID LITTLE NICKNAME ON ME, BUT I SORT OF HAVE A FEELING THAT THAT’S NOT A THING THAT ANYONE WANTS TO HAPPEN.
(YOU SHOULD STILL NEVER CALL ME THAT EVER AGAIN, THOUGH.)
ANYWAY, I GUESS I’M OK. I’M NOT DOING TERRIBLE, SO THAT’S GOOD.
It's never too late for t)(at! I live wit)( an alternate of yours and )(e makes R-EALLY RUD-E gestures w)(enever )(e feels like, even if it isn't appropriate for t)(e situation.
Are you s)(ore? I )(ave a w)(ole bunc)( of ot)(ers you mig)(t like betta! I t)(ink t)(ey're CUT-E.
T)(at's good! I'm glad to )(ear t)(at. Not terrible is Karkat for "pretty glubbing good," rig)(t?
You didn't ask, but I'm telling you anyway: I'm GR---EAT! Dave and I are going out into t)(e city today and it is going to be SUP-ER -EXCITING, I can tell! W)(at are you up to?
I love being in the water.
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OK, I WAS ABOUT TO YELL AT YOU FOR FOLLOWING ME SINCE THAT’S PRETTY MUCH WHAT I DO WITH EVERYONE, BUT I GUESS YOU’RE NOT ALL THAT BAD.
SO HI.
Pfff)(-E)(-E)(-E. I'm used to it by now! If you want to be loud and frustrated for no real reason, I PROMIS-E I won't be offended.
But t)(ank you! I like you too, Krabsnack! 38D
)(ello t)(ere! )(ow are you doing?
> Feferi: Collect on promise.
You can do that! You have been intending to collect on this promise for at least a week. If you had known that it only took sushi, pancakes, and a big smile to get Feathers out of his room, you'd have tried ages ago. It's negotiating everyone's schedules that is the hard part: between your sudden interest in documentaries about fish, your work and the vain attempts to clean the house, and whatever the hell it is that Feathers does when no one is watching, this has been tricky to make happen.
But by god, you are making it happen. You are both making it happen. This feels like a reference you should understand, but you do not. You did, however, even give him time to ready himself for an adventure: you're all flowy skirts and bright colors, though you've held on to your goggles and tiara, and you took your dear sweet time pinning your hair back just to let him prepare himself.
You are done waiting, though. You rock excitedly from your heels to your bare toes and back again, bouncing eagerly outside of Feathers' door. You have been informed, lately, that knocking down people's doors is both unnecessary and unappreciated. You were informed in a very lengthy and loud way. You thought it was funny, but you're trying to take it to heart anyway. "Dave? You've had like an HOUR, you're ready, right? We have places to go!" You aren't sure what places, exactly, but you think Dave has that covered. "Let me in, or come out, or something! Let's go, let's go!"
jeez i should have got on tumblr earlier
ive been up for a while so i guess any time now is alright with me
Saury! I got a little wrapped up in w)(at I was watc)(ing.
O)(! Okay. I'll be RIG)(T T)(-ER-E!
im just gonna sort of sit here
sounds good
If you're s)(ore.
I'll be )(ere if you decide you want to glub about feelings after all!
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)(-E)(-E, t)(at's alrig)(t. I miss )(alf of t)(e posts people make on )(ere anyway.
I'm not s)(ore w)(at t)(at is, but it sounds interesting, I guess! I'm glad to )(ear t)(at you're doing well. 38)
its still confusing to the people who played it
anyway basically what happened with that is i accidentally killed a bird so i prototyped it with my sprite then later i prototyped myself and thats why im part bird now if i accidentally killed a fish instead id be part fish
i was joking you can wake me up when ever
U)(, okay. T)(at didn't make very much seanse eit)(er, but I'll trust you. It sounds pretty awful, anyway.
But it would be neat to be able to take you swimming!
If you're S)(OR-E! As soon as I wake up. Go to bed early!
yeah but if there *was* a dead fish i would have brought it back
kind of then i would have *been* the fish
i hope you wake up late haha yeah ill be ready
O)(! I sea now. I don't know a lot about all of t)(at, I didn't put t)(e pieces toget)(er. T)(e game is still sort of confusing to me.
I don't, not reely, but I'll try my best! 38)
its too bad there werent any dead fish in my room when i played sburb or id probably be able to do that too
yeah tomorrow sounds fine to me
)(-E)(-E)(-E. Well, I don't like D-EAD fis)(! I used to catc)( sick ones, and keep t)(em in my )(ive until t)(ey got betta. Sometimes I'd keep t)(e ones I liked t)(e best.
Okay! I will bot)(er you as SOON as I wake up. I )(ope you're ready! 38D