FIRE IN HER VEINS.

Ind. & selective roleplaying account for EMMA BLOOM of Ransom Riggs' Peculiar Children Series. Written by Nixie Est. 22nd March 2016

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Dear Tim Burton,

Throughout the course of this movie, I have been consistently disgusted by the choices you have made. 

As a Chinese girl, who respects the film industry but realises its many, many, flaws in terms of casting people of colour, I am astounded that in a day and age where unnecessary abuse is still made towards black people by members of authority and the general public alike, that you had the AUDACITY to put a black man in the space of an antagonist who was white, who actively TORTURED and experimented on people and gleefully told the story of how he let a young woman fall to her death. How dare you cast a black man as the antoganist when the protagonists were STRIKINGLY WHITE. 

White people saving the world from a black man who had a God complex and wanted power. Who was driven by an urge to kill, willingly abused his sister as a child and told the story of how he wanted the world to be ruled by peculiars once more.

Yes, I am bitter, because this is how it goes, and you just sat back and smiled proudly at your work. I hope you’re happy with what you’ve done, because I’m certainly not.

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If he’d had to do something he hated to get here and find out it was for nothing, he’d be madder, but he doesn’t mind driving, really, and the company’s good, so really it’s no big deal, finding out that this is a no go.  He and Darwin had some fun trying bad food at greasy spoons and counting cockroaches in hotel rooms because neither of them is really used to spending money the way Charles allows them to do on trips like this.

Alex hasn’t quite figured out yet that being angry doesn’t trigger anything.  Until he does, he’s going to keep a lid on how pissed he gets about anything, especially shit like this.

So he guesses it’s a good proverb, although he does have to question the ‘headmistress’—until he remembers that Charles is basically that, but a guy, and he’s not really allowed to comment.

He swears she looks to her side like someone’s there, but there isn’t.  So.  So he brushes over that.

     “Smart lady.

       Thanks.  For         trying.”

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                        ❝  No problem,  ❞      Emma wanted to say, but someone else got there first, their voice rougher, deeper, and distinctly coming from not her mouth. Millard! A chorus of snickers came from the back of the car, swiftly turning into laughter. Though somewhere inside her, she could feel her body RUMBLE with a matching chuckle, her head turned to send the boy a frown and discreetly tried to elbow him in the ribs. He had grown a lot taller these past few months, and she managed to get him somewhere around his middle, not helped by her own short height, that is.

                        Now what was she supposed to say? Surely these two men thought her to be ridiculous, and possibly verging on crazy. Ah, the curse of being peculiar! At least they hadn’t brought Addison with them. As much as it had humoured her to see the people on the train in London have their mini heart attacks from seeing the dog speak, the gang were trying to fit in here in Florida. It would have sent everyone on some sort of rampage.

                        Nervous, she glanced back up towards the blonde, a hand curling into a FIST at her side in case he were to retaliate. 

                                     ❝  I can EXPLAIN.”

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rat-dad-mercenary:

I doubt Caul is a woman now because that would make him an ymbryne therefore ruining his reason for rebelling against the ymbryne council… there were female wights in canon, which accounts for the ymbrynes who sided with Caul. But yeah, I don’t have very high hopes either.

I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he turned out to be an ymbryne that failed. That probably doesn’t happen very often, but it seems like Burton’s taken a lot of liberties already. Chances are, that might happen, and we just won’t know until they announce a sequel or something. But he’s already taken characters away from their canon, so is it really that far of a theory?

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So, now that Dr Golan’s a woman, does that mean that Caul is a woman, too? And if so, does that mean that the main antagonist is a woman? I have nothing against that, but it does worry me how the main female protagonist appears to be made weaker. It’s currently sending me the message that ‘If you are a woman, you can only be weak or evil’. Like, I know that Miss Peregrine was there, but she’s a pacifist. She doesn’t like to fight. And at the end of the book, she gets turned into a bird, so it wouldn’t surprise me if she got stuck as a bird about halfway through the film, because how else would the plot progress? And also because in all of the scenes where she’s human, she’s at the home, so I don’t have very high hopes tbh.

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My new favourite insult is ‘pest’.

“WAKE UP, YOU PEST!”

“EAT YOUR GREENS,  YOU PEST!”

“LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE, YOU PEST!”

We should totally just make ‘pest’ a thing.

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          the teen seemed to grow tired of walking and merely kicked his feet up into the air so that he was hovering several feet above the ground, head resting on his fist, ankles crossed and bearing a wicked grin. “well of course? who doesn’t?” he snickered, lazily floating around her. 

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                        Inwardly, Emma wondered about his abilities. He could distinguish fired, and also levitate? Fly? She couldn’t quite decide the difference between the two, trying to figure out how he was accomplishing that. Outwardly, her expression was stony.      ❝  Unfortunately for you, you're not getting begging, you PEST.  ❞

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Darwin laughs at him all the time.  It’s not worth basing any assumption of any situation on whether Darwin is laughing because Darwin has taken Alex’s relative openness to being laughed at as open season on pointing out the ways he’s ridiculous.  And honestly, most of the time Alex is pretty much fine with that, because it keeps him from taking himself too seriously.

     “I think this        one is on our        teacher.”

Her friends are laughing too.  This makes him feel somewhat better about Darwin still occasionally snorting as he climbs into the passenger seat.  (Because, quote, he is not driving white people around anymore.  Alex guessed that’s fair, so he’s been driving since New York, except when he takes a couple of hours to sleep.)

     “But.  Thanks,        anyway.        Wasted drive,        I guess.”

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                        She couldn’t help but admire how SMOOTHLY he had taken it. If it had been up to her, Bronwyn would’ve had to hold her back, lest she singe the others’ hair off. Still, it couldn’t be helped, and her temper was well known within the group. Despite her usual temperament ( collected, to say the lease ), she had her inevitable bursts of fire. Sometimes literally, sometimes just figuratively. It did come in handy during a fight, however. 

                        ❝  Well, as my headmistress would say, ‘As long as you have fun on the journey, the destination shouldn’t matter.’  ❞      She quoted, catching the others poking their heads out of the window out of the corner of her eyes. Of course, they had to listen in. Wouldn’t be mischievous children without a bit of EAVESDROPPING now, would they?  Emma could feel Millard presence beside her, and dearly hoped that he wouldn’t speak. After all, how weird would it be to have a voice start speaking out of nowhere? Although, it was one of his favourite pranks as an invisible.

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Light eyes briefly gazed out toward the beckoning children, before reverting back to the brunette. Of course, Alma would join them. She often took a step back just to allow them to enjoy their lives to the FULLEST, without any fear. A smile settled on her lips as she sat her book aside, and rose from the beach chair she was situated in.

“ Very well! ”

Hands went to adjust her simple black one piece– A favorite among the ROWS AND ROWS of swimsuits, the majority in her size being far too reveling for Alma’s comfort. She glanced back down at Emma for a moment, offering a small grin before beginning to make her way out toward the others.

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                        Emma exchanged a pleased look with her friends. How long had it been since the Bird had chosen to join them? How long had it been since she had let her hair down and forgotten about her cares and worries? She reached her hands back to check that the straps were still tight and connected, before following behind. Gradually, Emma picked up the speed, surprisingly FAST on her short legs.

                        ❝  The last one in the ocean buys the ice cream!  ❞      she declared, feeling the sand getting damper and damper beneath her feet, metres ahead of Jacob.

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                       ALPHARD is the brightest star in the constellation hydra.                         the name alphard is from the arabic الفرد, ❛   the solitary one   ❜                                      ———  there being no other bright stars near it.

                                                                 ( writ by tea. )

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Apologies for my recent, short absence. I’ve been writing a lot more, and turning my writing blog into more of a personal page haha. But now, I am here for the taking, and who wants hugs??

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          “of course i don’t expect that; GOLD will do just fine,” teased the youth without remorse, enjoying watching her stumble around, ever so lost, and yet still refusing his help. foolish girl. “go on, keep running about like a headless chicken, you’ll ask me for my help sooner or later.”

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                        Emma SMILED despite her current tough demeanour, and immediately began to internally curse herself for doing so.      ❝  I have asked you for help,  ❞      the brunette began, almost walking into him in an attempt to get out of the way of a low branch. A hand reached up to brush the hair out of her face, plucking out a small, browning leaf in the process.      ❝  I just get the feeling that you’d rather I BEGGED you.  ❞

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       Erich’s English was flawless once, was the best in his class when he was young and then a thing he perfected on the ships—although it was always a little Irish-sounding because Conor was the person to whom he spoke the most.  He was the best in his class at Hebrew for a time, as well, until his marks stopped mattering to him and they began to drop.  This he remembers, but the English is gone; he relearned it years ago in Russia, and it was like getting water from a stone, bringing the words back.  Even his German does not sound how it did once, that too relearned from refugees and books he could barely read with his one bad eye and his faulty brain.

       He does not know half the words she says, askew particularly.

   “Why worry about something we cannot change, ja?  He flies where he wants.”

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                        At one point in her long life, she had been jealous of the birds on her island. While they were stuck in the same day, the same routine, and the same place------like an eternal Groundhog Day------they had been free to fly wherever they wanted. They had a freedom that she could only grasp at. Cairnholm, as well as being her place of SAFETY, had been her place of confinement for over seventy years, not that she was about to mention it to Miss Peregrine.

                        ❝  I suppose, you have a point.  ❞      Emma’s body turned towards him. Less suspicious than she had once been, the corners of her lips tugged up into a friendly smile, eyes observing the man for any signs of danger. She still had to be careful, after all. It was in a peculiar’s NATURE, to question those that they met.      ❝  He is as much a stranger to us as I am to you, but that doesn’t stop one from being curious. I’ve found that there’s always room to ask a question or two if you’re going to take something from it.  ❞

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Cherries

The “I will do it because you said I couldn’t” club

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‘ AH, but if you were a muggle it wouldn’t work. i need a universal response. ’ in contrast teddy’s stance remains open & relaxed. arms draped down & fingers paused from twiddling his wand. ‘ don’t know if i’d call myself quite likely. not trying to be ‘special’ but gotta give credit to my beautiful mother: metamorphagus. & hogsmeade? yeah. tea & candy is always good.’

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                        ❝  I suppose you have a point.  ❞      Tongue running over her lips, the brunette shifted her weight from one foot to the other, listening carefully to what the boy was saying. She was POSITIVE that she hadn’t seen him around before now, but with the school so big, she wasn’t at all surprised.      ❝  I’d say that was pretty darn special,  ❞      she shrugged, letting her gaze pass back up to meet his eyes.      ❝  Well, you look like you’re not in your first or second year here. I suppose you could join me, if you’ve got your permission slip on you.  ❞

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psa;;

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umbrawiitch:

I want to make this very clear.

If you are a mun of a female muse, and you enjoy rping that muse. Than keep role playing them. We all know that it goes without say-

Female muses are in fact, less popular, than male muses.

A female muse that has so much detail and effort put into them. A persons’ heart and soul placed into that character can be swept aside for a half baked male character.

And don’t deny that it isn’t true, males have the popular favoritism. It is unavoidable.

But never feel bad for role playing a female character. You are role playing the muse you want and thats the most important part. Don’t think you have to drop that muse in favor of one you aren’t so fond of- You are only hurting yourself.

If you are a female muse mun, please keep doing what you are doing. You are doing great and no amount of doubts will prove otherwise. You are doing great!