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[pri-rp]

Pri's Back and ready to roll!

I've been missing the open nature of Tumblr RP, so I'm coming back! The blog's still under construction, but the muses listed I'm ready to write, with a fresh start. If you knew me before and there's bonds you want to keep, DM me about it, we'll see where i am. I'll admit my grasp on some of these characters has changed, so not all relations would be the same.

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[pri-rp]

Time to bite the bullet

I started making a multimuse for all my muses and such but I think the formula of Tumblr RP just doesn’t suit me anymore

I’ve had lots of fun recently in a couple of discord rp servers where all character info and such isn’t already laid out and organized you just have idea and drop it in for the most part

this extra fluidity has made it a much more entertaining process and as such i thing i have to admit that i am done with Tumblr RP.

If we don’t already have eachothers discords, feel free to PM me about it!

[landprotectedby3]

Oh? Not his fault? He could have given you back. Said YOU weren't his problem. Instead, he just went with the whims of a goddess instead of staying with his family!

"And then what? best case scenario the golden hoes manage to put me back to sleep and it's another century before i see what's occurred. or, he gets told he can't back out, or gets himself or his family as damned as my people for daring to disobey. and what about if i had found out about ikana way back when? And i bring about disaster beforesomeone would been around to stop me? it's not like the goddesses would have interfered, and i over estimated my strength versus the giants. tell me, what happens after he gives up his duty?"

"we don't know. I DON'T KNOW. the fact i even approached Anju at that time was a desperate crossing of my own beliefs, lines i would cross and blurr all the way up to my defeat in this circumstance where the old man did his damned best! Sending me back could easily have lead to him and his family suffering much more than simply being split. He is not at fault for what happened then. He just bears the consequences to my muddled mind. "

"So I don't want to hear this bullshit again!"

[landprotectedby3]

“...It wasn’t his fault.” It’s grumbled under his breath, but these types don’t listen.

[landprotectedby3]

@salesmanofhappiness @askanjutheinnkeeper

The shape was altered by anons, and she was much older now, but... Majora recognized who it was walking in the shop even without hearing, without seeing. The plan had been to just stay out of the way, out of sight, shame keeping the faux bodied mask shy. 

It was good that attempt to get home had been thwarted, in retrospect. The attempt should never have occurred either, though. He'd let desperation bring him over the line, even if it had been 'justified' in the moment with intentions. she'd been just a child. Majora'd endangered, even hurt, children back than. he never expected Tortus to forgive the way he shattered the salesman's family, and frankly... the Mask would never ask.

But this was a conundrum. it seems Anju was... staying, for a bit. it would be simple to just stick to the roof, were Majora only to worry of himself, But he knew Ikala, who was tiny no longer. she'd try and climb after him after a while, or cause mischief. 

...well, there's one action that never goes wrong in this building. while the shop was being closed for the day, Majora put on the kettle. this meeting seemed unavoidable, so best to start on a good foot.

...Ha.

Like that was possible, at this point.

[landprotectedby3]

@askanjutheinnkeeper

None. That was probably the last answer Anju wanted to hear from her father as she seemed nearly surrounded by unidentifiable creatures. What did he mean by None?! Her smile had faded as she started to feel a bit more stressed till Tortus elaborated. His explanations were fine, though Anju was confused as to what creature the cat could possibly be, with a grin so wide especially. Her gaze shifted to Tortus’ housemates pet, the Raccoon, alright this was fine. And then finally the housemate. What sort of person was Tortus living with? And should she be concerned? No, Tortus wanted Anju to be safe, that’s why she’s here. To be safe.

There, however were more questions raised as the feminine melodic voice resonated from the creature. Anju’s questions were put at a halt as an even stranger occurrence came into view.

Majora, though not that you could immediately recognize him as such, though it was still unnerving, Anju wasn’t sure what she got herself into. The foreign word sent chills down her spine, what was it about this man? Creature? Though if she wasn’t unsettled enough, the mask shifting foward would hit the nail into the coffin.

She knew that mask, but from where? She started racking her brain trying to figure it out. She was examining Majora top to bottom, now was the worst time to be so forgetful of appearances.

“I’m sorry…” She choked out, there was a deep feeling of dread and guilt? But why guilt, did she feel guilty? “Do- have we met before?” One question. One question is all she managed to get out.

@salesmanofhappiness

The creature on the shelf climbed down a stretched out on the love seat. Though, as she did, her form stretched with her. Three more tails sprouted out, each having a white tip. She was also much, much bigger. Taking up over half of her current seating. There was now a black and white fox spread out and staring with eyes closed. “Hello, dear. I am called Sky, and I have heard quite a bit about you.”

Tortus sighed. He was in a house full of drama queens. Him, of course, being added to that mix. As if it were an automatic motion, Tortus went for the tea kettle as it whistled. He got four cups each and began to fill them. Tortus didn’t want to add to the clearly overhwelmed feeling Anju was having. Thus, he kept quiet and calm through the chaos around him. Giving her a smile and offering a cup of warm, nice smelling tea.

“How about… We all sit down, drink some tea, and talk?”

Majora winced at her apology, false teeth gritting behind the mask they are. scooping up Ikala, they sit in the window, legs crossed for the raccoon to lay in. “Don’t- Don’t apologize to me. You’ve never wronged me, as I have you. talk is... definitely the way to go. but first; Anju, I’m sorry. every time we’ve encountered eachother before, directly and not, i was.... not in my best state of mind. It’s not an excuse, just a very simple explanation. and my actions during... desperation, or grief stricken rage have done you no good. and i want to start off with apologizing for the harm i’ve caused before anything else.” Keeping their actual self on the faux body’s face was beneficial and hiding expressions, something that’d become commonplace as using their power thisway became more and more commonplace.

“Aside from... that, I think it may be better for him to do introductions.”

[landprotectedby3]

@salesmanofhappiness @askanjutheinnkeeper

The shape was altered by anons, and she was much older now, but... Majora recognized who it was walking in the shop even without hearing, without seeing. The plan had been to just stay out of the way, out of sight, shame keeping the faux bodied mask shy. 

It was good that attempt to get home had been thwarted, in retrospect. The attempt should never have occurred either, though. He'd let desperation bring him over the line, even if it had been 'justified' in the moment with intentions. she'd been just a child. Majora'd endangered, even hurt, children back than. he never expected Tortus to forgive the way he shattered the salesman's family, and frankly... the Mask would never ask.

But this was a conundrum. it seems Anju was... staying, for a bit. it would be simple to just stick to the roof, were Majora only to worry of himself, But he knew Ikala, who was tiny no longer. she'd try and climb after him after a while, or cause mischief. 

...well, there's one action that never goes wrong in this building. while the shop was being closed for the day, Majora put on the kettle. this meeting seemed unavoidable, so best to start on a good foot.

...Ha.

Like that was possible, at this point.

[landprotectedby3]

@askanjutheinnkeeper​

Anju looked up at the cat for a moment as she Examined the room thoroughly, it was a bit unsettling at first but not overly so, kept Anju on edge however. She decided to continue through, glancing at the kitchen. The kettle was on, strange, it didn’t seem it had been on for very long yet. As she scanned further she saw the Racoon at her feet, was this a pet much like what she imagined the cat must be? glancing further up to try and see where the Racoon must had come from, she notices the glowing eyes out the window. Frozen in shock, unsure what she was looking at, was it another animal? Though Tortus’ voice snaps her out of her shock “Right, um.. I’m sorry but, how many pets do you own?” her gaze however didn’t shift from the window.

@salesmanofhappiness

“None.” Tortus replied simply. He began to remove his gorget and bracers. Though as he did he motioned to each creature; starting from the cat and ending with the glowing eyes in the window. “That is not a cat, that is my… housemate’s pet, and that is my… housemate.”

The cat started to laugh, giving into Tortus’ comment and making it ring true. The creature rolled onto it’s back, still grinning. It still didn’t seem upset. Especially if the laughter had any indication.

“Must you ruin my entertainment, dear?” The voice was beautiful. Like a songbird and a melody put together into one body. It was feminine and alluring at it’s finest.

“When it comes to other people’s comfort in my home, yes. Would you mind introducing yourself.. Properly?” Tortus’ eyes went to the cat, as well as the glowing eyes in the window.

Well, he was being pointed out. So apparently Tortus didn’t want him to... stay out of the way. With being asked to introduce himself, majora slips back in through the window, and then crouches down, saying a single word in a foriegn language. the raccoon stopped sniffing Anju, and scampered over as soon as the command was given.

“...I’m not sure if an introduction is... quite right, in this situation. After all, this form of mine is a facade.” at that, the mask hidden by the illusory body slid into view, initially with the spikes poking out from behind the neck and head as it slide upwards, until it looked like Majora was... wearing Majora. Making the body disappear completely may be a bit startling. “I think i may be a tad... recognizable.”

[landprotectedby3]

@salesmanofhappiness @askanjutheinnkeeper

The shape was altered by anons, and she was much older now, but... Majora recognized who it was walking in the shop even without hearing, without seeing. The plan had been to just stay out of the way, out of sight, shame keeping the faux bodied mask shy. 

It was good that attempt to get home had been thwarted, in retrospect. The attempt should never have occurred either, though. He'd let desperation bring him over the line, even if it had been 'justified' in the moment with intentions. she'd been just a child. Majora'd endangered, even hurt, children back than. he never expected Tortus to forgive the way he shattered the salesman's family, and frankly... the Mask would never ask.

But this was a conundrum. it seems Anju was... staying, for a bit. it would be simple to just stick to the roof, were Majora only to worry of himself, But he knew Ikala, who was tiny no longer. she'd try and climb after him after a while, or cause mischief. 

...well, there's one action that never goes wrong in this building. while the shop was being closed for the day, Majora put on the kettle. this meeting seemed unavoidable, so best to start on a good foot.

...Ha.

Like that was possible, at this point.

[landprotectedby3]

@askanjutheinnkeeper

With the shop closing Anju had made her way up to the Apartment levels, having earlier just dropping off her suitcase behind the counterspace, Just up these stairs was the living quarters, that’s what her Father had mentioned, It wasn’t all to important for her to watch him close up shop at the moment, especially with her only now truly starting to settle in. Going up the stairs she was first greeted with the Living room, Simple but cozy, reading material as well. Unsure as to where to put her belongings she sets her bag next to the couch and decides to take a look around the apartment, she was going to be living there for long enough, right? Best get familiar she thought.

@salesmanofhappiness

A cat sat on top of the bookshelf looking down at the girl. It’s eyes were closed, and it’s black and wuite spots almost resembled that of a fox. It’s glorious tail swayed gently. Though, it didn’t open it’s eyes, it somehow knew just where she was in the room. Ears perked with interest. Odder yet, it seemed to grin at her. It almost looked like growling, but oddly didn’t look upset.

The shop wouldn’t take long for Tortus to close up. Just a flick of the wrist was all it took, but he decided to take a moment and gather his thoughts. While he wasn’t comfortable leaving Anju alone with Majora, he wanted to trust they came far enough that a few seconds didn’t matter. Once he felt he collected himself, he grabbed Anju’s bag and started upstairs. The first thing he noticed was the kettle on the stove. It seemed Majora knew he was home… or knew they were home. Tortus would let Majora come out of hiding. Tortus removed his accessories, placing them on his work desk.

“Make yourself at home, dear.”

Majora was hiding indeed. having put the kettle on, the mask had slid just outside the window, but was staying there. just, sitting besides the exterior of the window.

instead, a curious chitter comes from an unnaturally colored raccoon, directed at Anju. curious, and confused, and rather than show caution, this spoiled critter decided to trounce right up to her and start sniffling at her feet. this has majora peering inside, just to see the reaction. if she was startled or had her father’s phobia, they would need to step in. howver, even with a faux body, majora’s eyes still have those vibrant colors that naturally glow, which with the setting sun likely made for an... unsettling affect.

[landprotectedby3]

@salesmanofhappiness @askanjutheinnkeeper

The shape was altered by anons, and she was much older now, but... Majora recognized who it was walking in the shop even without hearing, without seeing. The plan had been to just stay out of the way, out of sight, shame keeping the faux bodied mask shy. 

It was good that attempt to get home had been thwarted, in retrospect. The attempt should never have occurred either, though. He'd let desperation bring him over the line, even if it had been 'justified' in the moment with intentions. she'd been just a child. Majora'd endangered, even hurt, children back than. he never expected Tortus to forgive the way he shattered the salesman's family, and frankly... the Mask would never ask.

But this was a conundrum. it seems Anju was... staying, for a bit. it would be simple to just stick to the roof, were Majora only to worry of himself, But he knew Ikala, who was tiny no longer. she'd try and climb after him after a while, or cause mischief. 

...well, there's one action that never goes wrong in this building. while the shop was being closed for the day, Majora put on the kettle. this meeting seemed unavoidable, so best to start on a good foot.

...Ha.

Like that was possible, at this point.

[merry-goods]

Majora crouches down to the babble of implings, smiling... mischievously. “Hey, you guys want to mess with happy a little?”

The implings are purring loudly at this, especially Aldric.

"What are we gonna do to Hap Hap?" he asked.

The rest chimed in with "Yeah! What are we doin' uncle Jora?"

Ruvius is doing his best to not focus on whatever scheme the children and mask were up to. He's just gonna keep carefully organizing the display case.

[landprotectedby3]

“Right now, he’s not much taller than all of you. which means... if you all charge and jump on him, i’m sure he’ll topple right over! he turned himself to a deku for a little, so he should be easy enough to weigh down.”

[salesmanofhappiness]

“What, not gonna chuck me for old time’s sake anymore?” Majora sees the yeets. They are going to make this a difficult yeet

@landprotectedby3

"Oh, are you admitting that you, the great and powerful Majora, are smaller than a mere Terminian man?"

[landprotectedby3]

“We’ll see if you’re still grinning when you find youself unable to toss me at all. anyways... i can be many sizes.” sort of. fake bodies count right?

[rpmememaker]

Send me a ¥ and a command and my muse has to obey.

Take advantage of this…….

[landprotectedby3]

Hey Majora. Someone asked Happy how he felt if you died. Dude's cryin. So, how would you feel if Happy died?

"i should be more than prepared for this, shouldn't? I mean... we all know he's... gonna go first."

"but i'm not anymore. once, i did everything to get away from him, and... even crossed my own morals in that. but now... i'm even more intertwined with folks than before. more... directly intertwined. And i'm not ready for what that means."

"i don't know. it... won't be good. but... i shouldn't be... brought to anything crazy, when it happens. that much i'm... sure of. though..."

Majora hesitates, and holds the thought he had. no need to worry anyone, right?

[landprotectedby3]

(@merry-goods) "Uncle Jora! I found a magical seed!" Lulu's holding up what is obviously a tiny pebble to Majora. "If ya plant it, then it'll grow a berry bush!" She was absolutely lying to her uncle.

“oh yes, this type of seed will grow quickly! not immediately though. I’m going to plant it tonight, so the moon’s glow helps activate it further, ok?” Majora is lieing out of his ass but he sounds convincing!

[legendarylullaby]

Forcefull shoves a Majora in Zelda’s path for the confess thing— ((@landprotectedby3))

((I hold no responsibility for this lmao)) M!A Confess - closed

The young princess felt she couldn’t stop the words that burst forth from her.

“I don’t like you because I don’t like liars, and you are literally a mask. I-I feel uncomfortable around you, because you can reach past my defences and into my mind, a-and there’s this energy around you- I don’t know if you’re a god or a demon or both, but it scares me. I don’t know what you want, or why you revealed yourself to me, and I don’t feel like I can or should trust anything you say.” 

She finished the venomous ramble by clapping ashamed hands over her mouth. Being honest felt good... and terrible. The irony of her dislike for liars is not lost on her.

[landprotectedby3]

Majora can recognize there’s a charm freeing her tongue so, but listens without imput. There’s no irritation at the words, and when she clasps her hands over her mouth ashamedly is the first expression change- a calm smile and shake of the head to indicate it was ok. “i can tell it wasn’t exactly your choice, but thank you for the honesty. Perhaps, if you feel his word is more trustworthy than my own, you can ask The Happy Mask Salesman more directly about me. Other than that... Well, it’s up to you how to deal with me. Though as i said last time-it’s not ok for me to be poking minds, no matter who i think it may be. I swear by the Stone Tower;  I won’t do it again.”

With that, rather than force her to deal with him or any of what is said immediately, Majora bows their head, says what sounds like a farewell in some other language (not the Gerudo tongue), and starts the head the other direction. It had not been intentional to stumble upon her today, and there was no intention to misuse whatever spell ran her tongue currently.

He’d learned that lesson already.

[rosecrystal]

should i get my life together or should i just keep being sexy and chaotic

[landprotectedby3]

@legendarylullaby

Zelda- still a bit shaky from the whole thing- nearly jumped out of her skin, whirling around to face the other. She could tell almost right away that it wasn’t physical (though the glowing eyes helped), but instinct still had her reaching for her dagger, light magic buzzing at her fingertips. The illusion looked to be about her age, but that did little to set her at ease.

“What are you? What do you want?”

Seeing how she jumped Majora stopped where he was, before walking more slowly so they didn’t have to shout. “Well, what I am is a mask. What I want is to apologize. Like the old man said; I forgot my manners back there. You aren’t who you feel like.” he didn’t come close enough to touch, just... close enough to hear. “And even if you were, I doubt my little stunt would have been received well. So if I may, I’d like to... start over.” With that, there’s just a respectful wait for a response. 

[landprotectedby3]

Zelda purses her lips and frowns at the laughter. “Fine.” She turns and all but marches through the town, heading for the garden just outside the Temple. Few people came to worship on a day like this- they preferred to show their appreciation for the Goddesses by simply enjoying a beautiful day.

“…What would happen if someone… ‘put you on’?”

Majora is careful to maintain that same respectful distance as they move, and even lets her stay between him and the temple. That was just a benefit for them both, really; lets Zelda feel he’s not trying anything, and lets him be just one more pace away from Fi.

Even if the apology had more or less worked, they... didn’t get along, and he didn’t want to push things.

“That depends on the who and why, to an extent. Different people have varying amounts of mental strength and resistance, and emotions on both sides play a part. The general thing is... there’s a link. minds converge, and you felt me poking mischievously earlier, but this would be more a two way street. the difference is, it’s a street I’m more familiar with. it’s instant communication, and you can hide thoughts if you try and there’s the respect to not pry. and... in a moment of weakness, or after enough time, or in a use of power... I can, technically take control.” the last part is said slowly, with the hesitation of guilt.

“...It’s not always a pretty scene. The longer I am attached to someone, the more we mix, and if emotions or opinions already in line... it just takes having a host to unlock most of my capabilities to be used. if one party isn’t thinking straight- if... if neither of us are thinking straight, it can lead to horrible things.” Based on the hesitation in saying all that, and the way the faux body’s hands rubbed together, there was likely a story to that part. One That they weren’t eager about giving the details of.

“...And it’s not without risk to me as well. while a... Lot of people are probably easily to manipulate or influence or even overcome, there are those who would be able to use me and i be unable to pull away. People who if they knew how could simply label me a tool for their use rather than a risk or person.” There was more confidence and comfort talking about how they could be enslaved over how things can get messy. Majora’s done something he hasn’t yet shared.

[landprotectedby3]

@legendarylullaby

Zelda- still a bit shaky from the whole thing- nearly jumped out of her skin, whirling around to face the other. She could tell almost right away that it wasn’t physical (though the glowing eyes helped), but instinct still had her reaching for her dagger, light magic buzzing at her fingertips. The illusion looked to be about her age, but that did little to set her at ease.

“What are you? What do you want?”

Seeing how she jumped Majora stopped where he was, before walking more slowly so they didn’t have to shout. “Well, what I am is a mask. What I want is to apologize. Like the old man said; I forgot my manners back there. You aren’t who you feel like.” he didn’t come close enough to touch, just... close enough to hear. “And even if you were, I doubt my little stunt would have been received well. So if I may, I’d like to... start over.” With that, there’s just a respectful wait for a response. 

[landprotectedby3]

Zelda’s ears perked up at that. “No way. Not there. I’m all for talking somewhere more private, but I’m supposed to be a guardian of the Temple of Time, and I still don’t know what your intentions are. Or what exactly you are capable of.”

Majora couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Oh, trust me; I typically avoid the place! I  only suggested it cause I know if I were to try anything, the spirit of the master sword would kick my ass herself. Ah, pardon my language. And I didn’t mean going inside either, just outside the temple walls. but if you’d rather not, I’m happy enough for that.”

The impromptu laugh and grin is calmed down, and they address a different part of her statement. “Though you’re more prone to believe the salesman on my limits, and you can ask him, I’m heavily limited unless someone were to put me on. as is I’m using about half of the energy i have to just make this body as consistently and frequently as i do.”