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They paused for a moment, then nodded. “Theodore likely went to the bathroom. You can leave and go get him, but come right back here once you do, Felix.”
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They paused for a moment, then nodded. “Theodore likely went to the bathroom. You can leave and go get him, but come right back here once you do, Felix.”
“I would feel bad about that, but he was being rude.” Felix to your muse?
“That doesn’t give you any right to hurt him.” They scolded, sighing heavily as they ran a hand through their hair. “Look, you have two options; me, or the principal. I’ll deal with you, but only if you apologize to him. So which do you want?”
“Pause. You think I hit his head off with the ball? As if. I was out of the game before that happened. Buggs knicker his head off I just don’t care about it cause he was never nice. I have better things to do then murder someone.” Felix states coldly. He likely would choose the principal if the blame remained on him just so he could call his father. He knew how to play his cards right with her.
They let out a sigh. “Look kid, I’m just doing my job, okay? You could’ve helped prevent it, everyone else is in just as much trouble as you. Well, Buggs more so.”
They shook their head. “And until the body in cleaned up and we’re sure everyone is safe, no one’s leaving the school. So do me a favor and don’t complain about it.”
“I would feel bad about that, but he was being rude.” Felix to your muse?
“That doesn’t give you any right to hurt him.” They scolded, sighing heavily as they ran a hand through their hair. “Look, you have two options; me, or the principal. I’ll deal with you, but only if you apologize to him. So which do you want?”
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They rolled their eyes with a small huff, glancing away. “You’re so stupid…” They sighed.
“But I guess that means I’m not always lonely. So it’s okay. But I do want you being more careful either way…”
Ron chuckled at their words again. He nodded as he raised his hand to fix the ice pack on his head again. “ Yeah! You know I’m gonna be careful, don’t worry! ”
He shot them another smile, “ You’re basically my kapatid now; I’m not gonna let you be lonely if I can help it! ” That could be a good or bad thing, if only Ron could stop getting into trouble to spend time with them and stuff.
They shook their head. “You don’t need to get in trouble to see me, maliit na kapatid.” They responded automatically, ruffling Ron’s hair. They accepted that role quick.
“You can drop by in your free time, before, or after school. I’m always here.”
Out of context things I’ve said while playing Skyrim {Sentence Starters}
“And I drank poison.”
“That right there’s a ghost.”
“Why are you on the roof?”
“I’ll steal the clothes right off ya.”
“My husband is stuck in the wall.”
“Oh god, I angered a floating cow.”
“Why can’t I boop a dragon’s snoot?”
“I’m gonna steal stuff from the ghost.”
“That’s… that’s not how you do that??”
“You can’t hurt me, I’m a floofy doggo.”
“Didn’t know those could fly, but alright?”
“Why can’t I decorate my home with bones?”
“Oops… didn’t mean to yell at you that hard.”
“I wanted that gold, but it’s stuck to the plate.”
“Fine, stab me. But, I’m taking all the alcohol.”
“Okay, sure, TECHNICALLY that was my fault.”
“How did you…? I shot you. I freaking shot you!”
“Why are you trying to sell my trash back to me?”
“I think you need to drop the sword and sit down.”
“Oh, he just yeeted himself out that window, okay.”
“I would feel bad about that, but he was being rude.”
“I have befriended the goblins! I am the goblin god!”
“Heh, I’ll clear your skies, if you know what I mean.”
“Oh. Oh no, these are drugs. You’re selling me drugs.”
“Why is there a dead dude here? Who killed this dude?”
“I have never considered punching a child until now…”
“I have thirty wheels of cheese and it’s still not enough.”
“I have six skulls in my pocket, solely for the aesthetic.”
“Yes, hello, hi, I would like to purchase one drug, please.”
“Note to self: don’t yell at the plates, people don’t like that.”
“He kicked me in the face and still didn’t know I was there.”
“Why can I pickpocket a necklace, but not a piece of bread?”
“Why are you hitting me? WHY ARE YOU HITTING ME?”
“Ooh, brutal death and dismemberment… been there, buddy.”
“I just drank forty bottles of wine in a row. I should be dead.”
“Hold up, stop hitting me for a second… I need to eat cheese.”
“I’ll punch you right in the mouth. I don’t care, I’m invincible.”
“I just picked up a flower, why am I carrying too much to run?”
“I can ride dragons. And I'mma ride one right into ____’s house.”
“The F-I-N-E-S-T weapons and armor… we both know that’s a fib.”
“I’m afraid of him sneaking into my house and trying to sell me stuff.”
“Let me out of the door. Let me out… let me out of this freaking door.”
“How to be a Hero of Myth and Legend… step one: take all the cheese.”
“I did nothing to deserve this… except stab that dude. And rob that house.”
“If I get a dragon stuck in my house, does that mean I can keep it as a pet?”
“I just levitated in front of you, and you’re gonna talk to me about desserts?”
“You keep sassing me like that and I’ll send YOU to the ‘Cloud District’, ya get me?”
“I didn’t push him off the top of the tower. He fell off. After I hit him with a few arrows.”
“Just hear me out: what if a buncha monsters just, y'know, happened to show up and kill him?”
“Sure, I might not be able to sneak, or stab people, or aim my bow, but I’m still a deadly assassin.”
Some Questions Sentence Starters
“Where are you going?”
“What are you doing?”
“Where is __?”
“And where, do you think, are you are going?”
“Who do you think you are?!”
“Who are you?”
“Who is that?”
“Who did this?”
“Where are my __?”
“How on earth did you manage to hurt yourself?”
“How did this happen?”
“How could you?!”
“What the fuck?”
“There’s nothing between us, is there?”
“How can I fix this?”
“Do you need a hug?”
“Is sorry not enough?”
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
“It’s over, isn’t it?”
“How can someone of your size bleed this much?”
“It hurts, doesn’t it?”
“Is it supposed to hurt?”
“How can you go off without me like this?”
“You’re not happy, are you?”
“Why won’t you listen to me?”
“How can we stop this?”
“Can you just shut up?!”
“Why are you bleeding?!”
“Do you think you can help me?”
“Can you smile for me?”
“Why are you so sad?”
“Are you okay?!’
“What are you?”
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Describe how your Muse feels when they look at my Muse.
They frowned, hushing him. “Mono, it’s okay.. I’ve got you.. you’re safe..” He hummed, giving Mono a kiss on the forehead.
Mono stayed asleep, cuddling closer to the older kid, and he whimpered quietly, hands moving out of his hair. At the kiss, he flinched, letting out one small sob, tears welled in his eyes. And he started to unconsciously scratch at the bandages, picking under them.
They shook their head, sighing softly as they moved his hand. They figured they shouldn’t do anything other than what was needed. So they wouldn’t kiss his forehead again or anything.
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They nodded, taking the ice pack and going to get a bit more to replace what had melted by then. They proceeded to put the ice pack back on where he hit his head to try and soothe it. “I won’t always be here to help you, you know…”
They shook their head. “And there’s no promise that the next person will be as understanding. Please, do try to be more careful!”
As they left, Ron waited for them, the cold of the first bout of ice numbing the pain on his head. So it wasn’t that bad, with the time it took for them to come back. He let them place it on his head again once they did come back, and shot a half grin, “ I know… ”
He nodded, despite the ice pack on his head, which kind of moved it a bit. “ Yeah! I will be more careful, don’t worry! It’s fiiiiiiine. I’ll be alright either way! ” A lot of confidence for someone who got duped by his own prank.
They rolled their eyes with a small huff, glancing away. “You’re so stupid...” They sighed.
“But I guess that means I’m not always lonely. So it’s okay. But I do want you being more careful either way...”
They frowned, hushing him. “Mono, it’s okay.. I’ve got you.. you’re safe..” He hummed, giving Mono a kiss on the forehead.
“I know, I know.. But it’ll make you feel better, so just bear with it…” They kissed his forehead, rocking him lightly as they held the ice in place. “I’ve got you, just relax…”
Mono’s food still hadn’t settled preperly and his face turned a sickly shade of green at the rocking, he whimpered slightly but stayed still, trying to swallow down the nausea. He didn’t want to kneel over the toilet again, he was fine! That’s what he told himself but he started to shiver violently. Yeah, he wasn’t okay.
They frowned, stopping the rocking so he could calm down. They did hand him the trash can, just in case, but otherwise didn’t move him. They just made him hold it in case he did throw up.
Mono whined, he wanted to be rocked but he didn’t want to feel sick anymore. He gripped the other’s shirt tightly, knuckles going white, and he lurched forwards, towards the trash can.
They hushed him softly, rubbing his back. They kept the ice on the bump on his head, gentle. “I’ve got you, it’s okay…” They hummed.
Mono flinched at the touch on his back, jerking forward, he wasn’t safe, this place wasn’t safe, not safe not safe not safe- He cried out, then threw up into the trash can.
They frowned, taking their hand off his back after noticing his reaction. Instead, they settled on petting his hair, trying to sooth him a bit.
Mono leaned into the pet, and he wiped his mouth, whimpering slightly, and he threw himself towards the other, hugging them tightly. His eyes fluttered closed, then he opened them again, then against his will, they closed again. But he didn’t fall asleep, he didn’t want to sleep!
“Shh, Shh..” They hushed him, gently hugging him close to them. They didn’t dare to rock him anymore or anything, so instead they just hummed a little, trying to help soothe him. “It’s safe.. I got you.. Shh..”
Mono’s eyes stayed shut tight, and he started to fall asleep, waking up every few moments. He didn’t want to sleep, but his eyes closed again. They stayed shut as he started to snore softly.
They sighed in relief, keeping him close and holding him gently, to try and keep him comfortable.
They didn’t mind him sleeping at all, but were fully prepared to wake him up when needed.
“I know, I know.. But it’ll make you feel better, so just bear with it…” They kissed his forehead, rocking him lightly as they held the ice in place. “I’ve got you, just relax…”
Mono’s food still hadn’t settled preperly and his face turned a sickly shade of green at the rocking, he whimpered slightly but stayed still, trying to swallow down the nausea. He didn’t want to kneel over the toilet again, he was fine! That’s what he told himself but he started to shiver violently. Yeah, he wasn’t okay.
They frowned, stopping the rocking so he could calm down. They did hand him the trash can, just in case, but otherwise didn’t move him. They just made him hold it in case he did throw up.
Mono whined, he wanted to be rocked but he didn’t want to feel sick anymore. He gripped the other’s shirt tightly, knuckles going white, and he lurched forwards, towards the trash can.
They hushed him softly, rubbing his back. They kept the ice on the bump on his head, gentle. “I’ve got you, it’s okay…” They hummed.
Mono flinched at the touch on his back, jerking forward, he wasn’t safe, this place wasn’t safe, not safe not safe not safe- He cried out, then threw up into the trash can.
They frowned, taking their hand off his back after noticing his reaction. Instead, they settled on petting his hair, trying to sooth him a bit.
Mono leaned into the pet, and he wiped his mouth, whimpering slightly, and he threw himself towards the other, hugging them tightly. His eyes fluttered closed, then he opened them again, then against his will, they closed again. But he didn’t fall asleep, he didn’t want to sleep!
“Shh, Shh..” They hushed him, gently hugging him close to them. They didn’t dare to rock him anymore or anything, so instead they just hummed a little, trying to help soothe him. “It’s safe.. I got you.. Shh..”
“I know, I know.. But it’ll make you feel better, so just bear with it…” They kissed his forehead, rocking him lightly as they held the ice in place. “I’ve got you, just relax…”
Mono’s food still hadn’t settled preperly and his face turned a sickly shade of green at the rocking, he whimpered slightly but stayed still, trying to swallow down the nausea. He didn’t want to kneel over the toilet again, he was fine! That’s what he told himself but he started to shiver violently. Yeah, he wasn’t okay.
They frowned, stopping the rocking so he could calm down. They did hand him the trash can, just in case, but otherwise didn’t move him. They just made him hold it in case he did throw up.
Mono whined, he wanted to be rocked but he didn’t want to feel sick anymore. He gripped the other’s shirt tightly, knuckles going white, and he lurched forwards, towards the trash can.
They hushed him softly, rubbing his back. They kept the ice on the bump on his head, gentle. “I’ve got you, it’s okay…” They hummed.
Mono flinched at the touch on his back, jerking forward, he wasn’t safe, this place wasn’t safe, not safe not safe not safe- He cried out, then threw up into the trash can.
They frowned, taking their hand off his back after noticing his reaction. Instead, they settled on petting his hair, trying to sooth him a bit.
“I know, I know.. But it’ll make you feel better, so just bear with it…” They kissed his forehead, rocking him lightly as they held the ice in place. “I’ve got you, just relax…”
Mono’s food still hadn’t settled preperly and his face turned a sickly shade of green at the rocking, he whimpered slightly but stayed still, trying to swallow down the nausea. He didn’t want to kneel over the toilet again, he was fine! That’s what he told himself but he started to shiver violently. Yeah, he wasn’t okay.
They frowned, stopping the rocking so he could calm down. They did hand him the trash can, just in case, but otherwise didn’t move him. They just made him hold it in case he did throw up.
Mono whined, he wanted to be rocked but he didn’t want to feel sick anymore. He gripped the other’s shirt tightly, knuckles going white, and he lurched forwards, towards the trash can.
They hushed him softly, rubbing his back. They kept the ice on the bump on his head, gentle. “I’ve got you, it’s okay...” They hummed.
“I know, I know.. But it’ll make you feel better, so just bear with it…” They kissed his forehead, rocking him lightly as they held the ice in place. “I’ve got you, just relax…”
Mono’s food still hadn’t settled preperly and his face turned a sickly shade of green at the rocking, he whimpered slightly but stayed still, trying to swallow down the nausea. He didn’t want to kneel over the toilet again, he was fine! That’s what he told himself but he started to shiver violently. Yeah, he wasn’t okay.
They frowned, stopping the rocking so he could calm down. They did hand him the trash can, just in case, but otherwise didn’t move him. They just made him hold it in case he did throw up.
“I know, I know.. But it’ll make you feel better, so just bear with it...” They kissed his forehead, rocking him lightly as they held the ice in place. “I’ve got you, just relax...”
They noticed quick that he was feeling sick, carefully carrying him to the bathroom and setting him on the ground gently in front of the toilet. “I would never hurt you, Mono… It’s okay…”
Mono looked up at the older kid, “never hurt me..?” he whispered, he didn’t really believe that, and then the topic on his mind switched to his knife. He tilted his head, the motion making him feel worse, “d..do you k..k..,” he struggled with the word, whining when he couldn’t get the words out, “k..know..? know! Do you kn..know where my k..knife is..?” he asked shyly, fiddling with his hands.
They frowned. “Will you hurt yourself if I give it to you?” They questioned, raising a brow at him. “Be honest.”
Mono paused, and shook his head, a lie, he hadn’t realised the fact that he was scratching at his hands, at his palms, anything that wasn’t bandaged, and he stopped abruptly, looking at the other with a guilty look on his face. He placed a finger into his mouth, biting his nail.
They sighed, shaking their head. “You can have it later… Are you gonna get sick if I pick you up again?” They questioned, gently giving Mono a little pet.
Mono whined, “wan’ it now!” he said stubbornly, and at the question he shook his head, he didn’t feel as nauseated as he had before so he was probably fine, right? He heaved slightly though, but he wasn’t sick.
Carefully, they picked him back up and rested him on their hip. “Don’t throw another tantrum.. I don’t want you to get hurt, sweetheart…”
Mono quietened down, and that reminded him of the throbbing pain in his head from the bump on his head. It was very obvious, as it was on a spot where the hair had been torn out. “Ow,” he muttered, touching it gently, and he jerked his arm back, whimpering.
They nodded. “Right, the owie.. okay…” They mumbled, making sure he had the paper bag in before carrying him down into the kitchen. They set him on the counter before getting a little baggy and putting in some ice. Then they wrapped it in a rag, picked him back up, and went back to the bedroom.
Mono made grabbing hands at the ice pack, “c..can I have it?” he asked shyly, cuddling closer to the other. He angled his head at the ground, face pink, but it wasn’t visible because of the paper bag.
“We need to take the bag off first...” They hummed, gently taking the bag off his head before sitting on the bed with him in her lap, gently holding the bag of ice to his head. “There you go..”