FACET-2F5L CUT-5XG

Independent Peridot. Private & selective. Written by Zac.

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//Yeah, this blog has to go on indefinite hiatus. Personal reasons.

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@starwatched

“I’m just saying, this ‘school’ seems like a immense waste of resources. Why can’t you just teach yourself?”

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                                         I’m scared they will LOCK ME                                                              So I keep RUNNING AWAY

( art credit | PERSONALS WILL BE BLOCKED. )

[spoiledlittlebutt-blog]

…. What???

“If that’s standard issue, you’re apart of some weirdo group. And you’re a certified…. what?? Did you run off from a preschool or something?”

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“The only group I’m a part of is the Crystal Gems.”

[wandcrings-moved-blog]

        ❛ — really ?? haven’t ya ever played           tag before? ❜

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“No. Is it... recreational?”

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@nigie-uno

“Explain this to me, human:”

Peridot was confused. Nothing this "Number One” said seemed to make any sense. Typical behavior for a native of this lousy planet. Hopefully, he would prove to be as good at explanations as his shades were at being cool.

“What is a... kid?”

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@lcgdates wandered over yonder

         ❛ TAG—! YOU’RE IT !!! ❜

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“...I don’t know what that means.”

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“… Tt. Weird costume. Are you a wannabe hero or villain?”

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“This isn’t a costume; it’s a standard issue Homeworld uniform. And I’m not a wannabe anything– I’ll have you know I’m a certified Kindergartner.”

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❛ nya. ❜

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“What’s that supposed to mean?”

[starwatched-deactivated20160627]

       “ o-oh, no, I know that. “

she gives a shy smile, almost uneasy. her hands clasp together, as she fidgets a little bit. she notices the book. of course she does, it’s one of her favorites. in fact, she’d lent steven a copy && she’d come to retrieve it. but  clearly, some one else was enjoying it. however, at the accusation of being an intruder, her smile disappears. instead, she stands a little bit taller, and straightens her posture.

      “ ——-I’m not an intruder. I’m CONNIE. I’m steven’s FRIEND.                    you are….Peridot, right? “

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“Connie...” Peridot echoes. “Yes, Steven has spoken... much about you.” She seems to match the half-Gem’s description, so she probably is who she says she is. Probably. “I am Peridot.” She confirms after a brief, hesitant pause, setting the book down beside her and crouching on the bed to inspect the human more thoroughly. (She likes looking down at others like this. It makes her feel tall.) “Why are you here, Connie?”

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@rcsetinted

“What’re you doing here?” Peridot greets the human with less-than-customary cordiality, annoyed at the interruption to her third reading of The Unfamiliar Familiar. The green gem wraps her arms around the borrowed (without permission) book, as if the human (whoever she is) is here solely to steal it. 

“This--” Peridot gestures to her surroundings from her perch on Steven’s bed. “Is the territory of the Crystal Gems.” She’s only been here a few days, but she can’t help but feel extremely territorial. “State your purpose, intruder.”

[monetvry]

          ‘ a spider, ‘ she begins, allowing one of her little friends balance on the tip of her finger. ‘ is one of these adorable guys. his name is wilbur—he says hello!! ‘ 

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“Hm.” Peridot leans close to better study the spider. Organic life really is well-designed, and this “Wilbur’ is no exception. She particularly likes its spindly legs-- they remind her of certain forms of Homeworld transportation. Both of Peridot’s eyes dart upward to lock with Muffet’s five, a new question forming behind them.

“No he hasn’t. I haven’t heard Wilbur say anything.”

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“I’m a traitor,                              a rebel,                                                 a CRYSTAL GEMMMMMM!” 

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@monetvry

“What’s a spider?” Confusion and something similar to disgust curls in her tone. She doesn’t know what or who a spider is, but she definitely doesn’t like the sound of it.