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if i look back, i am lost
occasionally subtle
Sweet Seals For You, Always
hello vonnie
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
we're not kids anymore.
Sade Olutola
trying on a metaphor
AnasAbdin
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@mavrosippotis
@wukongly
◤ ❝I’m beginning to think these games are a little rigged.❞
Here we have a nearly broken man with lips tugged into a faint smile. Digits possessed seemingly dulled darts that were supposed to be used to hypothetically pop the balloons on the board in front of him. For the greatest pilot in the Resistance, it seemed like a very simple task. However, two nearly empty pockets later, he was proven otherwise.
❝It ain’t like I need an obnoxious stuffed animal, but damn.❞
STAR WARS: POE DAMERON #5 CHARLES SOULE (W) • PHIL NOTO (A/C) VARIANT COVER BY Cameron Stewart
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♞ : Does your muse have a strict honor code?
♧ : Is fate something your muse believes in?
✍ : Have your muse say what their motto in life is (or if they don't have one, have them think about it).
⚁ : Does your muse agree that "fortune favors the brave"?
✞ : Is your muse religious? Which religion do they follow, if any?
☁ : Nietzsche said that "hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man". How does your muse feel about that?
⚖ : Does your muse believe in reincarnation? An afterlife?
✌ : Is your muse a pacifist? To what degree?
♛ : If your muse were a ruler, how would they use their power?
❤ : Plato said that “love is a serious mental disease”. What does your muse think of that?
☞ : Would your muse call out someone who does something bad on a busy street?
♫ : Lots of philosophers talk about the significance of music. What does music mean to your muse?
♡ : Would your muse sacrifice themselves or their time/money to help someone else in need? Or would they mind their own business?
✿ : Does your muse feel a strong connection to any of the seasons? Why?
✧ : What does your muse think the meaning of life is?
@scavengess
◤ ❝Hey, Rey- Check this out!❞
He had stopped at a booth containing an overwhelming amount of empty bottles and plastic rings scattered around the edges. The concept of the game was simple; you merely had to throw some rings around one of the glass bottles. Surely, such a task couldn’t be too difficult despite the discouraging image of stray rings laying around the booth. Perhaps it was merely for decoration.
❝All you gotta do is throw the ring around the bottle. What do you say we have a competition?❞◢
@bloodiedbat
◤ The line leading to a specific food stand began winding around the vicinity, moving slower than desired. Nevertheless, the pilot stayed in line, foot inadvertently tapping as staying in the same place for too long had never been his forte. Quite frankly, he wasn’t quite sure what he was standing in line for- something called a ‘funnel cake’ presumably.
Turning his head, his focus had been quickly drawn to the woman behind him. The air she possessed wasn’t very different from that of the strong women that he was acquainted with at home. Despite the response it would probably elicit, the pilot knew just what to say.
❝Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of fashion show later? ❞ Wait for it... ❞You must be one of the models, right?❞ ◢
@erroneoux
◤ Fingers fumbled at the pilot made yet another attempt to form something that loosely resembled a flower crown. While the accessory was rather new to him, he found that it was rather popular with most other beings within the city. He knew that his friends from back home who were in the same circumstance as him would appreciate receiving one as a gift.
However, it was easier said than done.
Glancing over to the female next to him, he noted that she had gained a mastery of his act that he lacked. The pilot was capable of much, yet he found himself perplexed upon seeing someone create one of these headpieces with such ease.
❝How... How are you doing that?❞ ◢
@senhou
◤ ❝You know, I’d think you’d be a little more successful if you used the other camera setting, pal.❞
The scenery was embellished with a plethora of flowers- truly a sight for sore eyes. Recently he had obtained a phone similar to the stranger’s as some type of compensation for the time in which he had been trapped in the city. He wasn’t familiar with these types of mechanisms, but was able to learn the basics rather quickly. Apparently, such wasn’t the case for all of the other citizens. This male was presumably attempting to take a picture of a vivid arrangement of flora, yet his camera screen only displayed the man’s face from an interesting angle.
❝Aren’t you younger people supposed to be good at this kinda stuff?❞ ◢
◤EMERGES FROM HIATUS W/ BLOOD ON MY FACE
Hoo boy well, I am finally done/graduated from university and now I finally have time to rp and my Poe muse has been screaming at me SO. Here is an rp ad for a flower festival mini. I’ll cap at 4 and pals castmates are exempt! ◢
Her smile does not last, even when trying to keep a welcoming approach. She wants to joke, feign it can be taken lightly and nothing should be of concern – if only she could, now only a hardened expression appeared. “I always saw myself working for the sake of freedom, a shame it has been longer than expected.” Which means, something failed. Leia was tempted to fall back and shake her head, let her mind run rampant on every smaller detail that possibly went wrong and allowed chaos ensue. Such a side cannot appear in front of a pilot that worked under her direction.
Weakness shouldn’t exist in these instances, or where they will find the determination to go on?
“Hope you don’t mind a double introduction, but I’d appreciate to know with who I have the pleasure.” It’s a start, she cannot let any second go to waste. Night exists for a reason, she may as well think a way out to support whoever was trapped here. Vader’s presence complicated matters, a detail he didn’t need and she opted to safeguard.
“I am aware our circumstances place in danger not only our lives, but the entire galaxy as well.” Troubling, though she wonders what sort of threat appeared right after the Empire fell. It’s no wonder any sort of fanatic would have gone too far in trying to reclaim back their legacy. “I need to know as much as you can tell me, included details about myself. Don’t consider it a waste of time, that’s what we have the most.“
◤ Fingers ran through dark locks as the pilot began thinking of where to begin his explanations. Despite her vanishing smile, he offered his own in return despite their circumstances. He knew about how long she had been working towards this goal that he spoke of; he knew why her smile had faded. First things first, he would begin with an introduction as bizarre as this situation was.
❝My name is Poe-- Poe Dameron. My parents were Shara Bey and Kes Dameron--❞ Perhaps the names would ring a bell. While he could tell her his life story, it would be of little use to the general. He would have to determine which information was worthwhile despite the time that they had. The man wasn’t one who found comfort in a lack of action, after all. Sure, she stated that they had time, but he didn’t have it in him to talk her through a detailed history of their fight- of the Resistance.
❝You formed a group-- The Resistance-- in order to combat the First Order because the Republic sure as hell wasn’t being proactive.❞ Was she even aware of the First Order at this point? ❝The First Order’s what took the Old Empire’s place pretty much, you see--❞ He contemplated mentioning Kylo Ren, yet something held him back. His mind had told him to refrain from doing so for now. ❝You’re the general of the Resistance and we’re trying to fight the tyranny of the First Order; it didn’t take much for you to convince me to join, honestly.❞
Positives. Try to mention the positives. ❝If it’s any relief, we’ve been doing a pretty damn good job at it-- mostly thanks to your leadership, of course.❞ ◢
◤ ❝Arwen, it’ll be fine-- don’t worry!❞
A boot already resting upon landing skids, the pilot had encountered a blessing of sorts. The machine was incredibly archaic; the controls looked rather simple. A pilot without their ship was a rather unnatural thing, so it only made sense for him to take this helicopter for an unauthorized spin.
He decided that it would be incredibly rude of him to disregard the comrade who had accompanied him at the time- she was a real diamond in the rough, after all. Naturally, he would attempt to convince her to go on this joy ride with him. In his mind, there was little harm in borrowing the large mechanism.
The male offered a smile laced with undeniable authenticity as he extended his hand out towards her. He had the utmost confidence in his ability to pilot the thing. Had he an uncertainties, he wouldn’t have even thought to ask her to be his copilot. Often mistaken for arrogance, his confidence was radiating from his disposition.
❝Look, we’ll be back before anyone knows it’s gone, alright?❞◢
@luthiensdaughter
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UNDERTALE starters
“…But nobody came.”
“I… I’ve changed my mind about all this. This isn’t a good idea anymore.”
“YOU! You’re standing in the way of everybody’s hopes and dreams!”
“I don’t want to break their hearts all over again. It’s better if they never see me.”
“Despite everything, it’s still you.”
“Ah, the cactus. Truly the most tsundere of plants.”
“Go ahead. Prepare however you want. But when you step forward… I will KILL you.”
“It’s me, [name].”
“Wow! We haven’t even had our first date and I’m in the friendzone!”
“It pains me to say this, but… you should probably never come back here.”
“Maybe looking at this nice lamp will help you.”
“There is nothing left for us here. Let us erase this pointless world, and move on to the next.”
“They thought that he had killed the child.”
“Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”
“We’re all counting on you, kid. Good luck.”
“Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… Perfect weather for a game of catch.”
“You can certainly find better than an old man/woman like me.”
“I do not know if this is pathetic or endearing.”
“Oh. My god. I didn’t expect you to show up so soon! I haven’t showered, I’m barely dressed, it’s all messy, and…”
“You’re way better at dating than I am.”
“Get dunked on!”
“This is the power that the humans feared.”
“They must be here, playing a joke on me. I’ll just wait until one of them admits it…”
“…You really like hot animals, don’t you?”
“It was nice to meet you. …Goodbye.”
“On days like this, kids like you should be burning in Hell.”
“Remember. DON’T kill anyone. …I can’t believe this is a REAL thing I have to remind you.”
“…Why are you still here? Are you trying to keep me company?”
“You should be smiling, too. Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you happy?”
“Don’t worry, my little monarch, my plan isn’t regicide. This is SO much more interesting.”
“What makes you think you’re in control?”
“Never come back here. You are not welcome.”
“Why does someone as great as me have to do so much to get recognition?!”
“You made your choice long ago.”
“Don’t you realize that being nice just makes you get hurt?”
“So you finally made it. The end of your journey is at hand.”
“I didn’t cry! I just… caught something in my eye!”
“You know what would be more valuable to everyone? IF YOU WERE DEAD!”
“Look. [Name] didn’t come to the meeting today. Say what you want about him/her/them. H/She’s/They’re weird, naive, self-absorbed. But [name] has NEVER missed a meeting. And no matter what time you call him/her/them on the phone… Night, day, afternoon, morning… He/she/they ALWAYS answers within the first two rings.”
“Anything you want to do is important enough. Even something as small as reading a book, or taking a walk… Please take your time.“
“[Name] hated humanity. Why they did, they never talked about it. But they felt very strongly about that.”
“WELL? Are you CHERISHING?! CHERISH HARDER!”
“If you… If you think I’m gonna give up hope, you’re wrong. ‘Cause I’ve got my friends behind me.”
“Perhaps we can reach a compromise. You still have something that I want.”
“Always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first.”
“No matter the struggles or hardships you faced… you strived to do the right thing. You refused to hurt anyone.”
“This is why I never make promises.”
“ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “
“Honestly, fighting you IS pretty fun… So even if you ARE a sicko, I’ll take it!”
“Maybe you’d be better… at not killing anyone? Crazy idea, huh? Let me know how that one goes.”
“Did I ever tell you about the time [name] flirted with me?”
“STOP PETTING THE ENEMY!”
“Now, I understand acting in self-defense. You were thrown into those situations against your will.”
“You’d better watch yourself, kid. Things are lookin’ real bad for you.”
“Are you ready? If you are not, I understand. I’m not ready either…”
“Oh my God! Will you two just smooch already?”
“Don’t you get it? There’s no such thing as happy endings. This is all that’s left…!”
“The internet! I’m quite popular there!”
“Do you think even the worst person can change…? That everyone can be a good person if they just try?”
“Don’t worry about it. Most of us have tried to kill [name] at one time or another.”
“Wowie! You did it! You didn’t do a violence!”
“Not everything can be resolved by being nice.”
“Don’t kill, and don’t be killed, alright? That’s the best you can strive for.”
“Oh no! You’re meeting all of my standards!”
“Anime is real, RIGHT?!”
“Maybe you’re wondering if I ever get tired of winning… Wanna see my answer?”
“Sorry, I do not have much to say. It was nice to hear your voice, though.”
“This is all just a bad dream… and you’re NEVER waking up!”
“Down here, it’s kill or be killed!”
“I can’t come back. I just can’t, OK?”
“I so badly want to say, ‘would you like a cup of tea?’ But… You know how it is.”
“Would you smooch a ghost?”
“The truth is… [Name] wasn’t really the greatest person.”
“Well, if I were you, I would have thrown in the towel by now. But you didn’t get this far by giving up, did you?”
“You’re not really human, are you? No. You’re empty inside. Just like me.”
“Are you bored? I should have given a book to you. My apologies. Why not use your imagination to divert yourself?”
“I’ll hold victory in front of you, just within your reach… and then tear it away just before you grasp it.”
“Come on! Step forward and let’s end this!”
“Don’t you get it? This is all just a GAME.”
“Are those two robots…?”
“If you have some sort of special power… isn’t it your responsibility to do the right thing?”
“Stop plaguing my life with incidental music!”
“Self-defense? Please. You didn’t kill them because you had to. You killed them because it was easy for you. Because it was fun for you. Do you think it was fun when I found out…? Do you think it’s fun when people’s family members never come home? Is that fun? No. “
“I wish I had eight legs… so I could wear FOUR pairs of hot pants!”
“The more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. The more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. The more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others.”
“RUN. INTO. THE BULLETS.”
“I can’t go to Hell. I’m all out of vacation days.”
“They just sort of showed up one day and…asserted themselves. The town’s gotten a lot more interesting since then.”
“Our king is really bad at names.”
“If it weren’t for you, I would’ve never gotten past him. But now, with your help, he’s DEAD.”
“Then why’d you kill my brother/sister?”
“I’ve done everything this world has to offer. I’ve read every book. I’ve burned every book. I’ve won every game. I’ve lost every game. I’ve appeased everyone. I’ve killed everyone.”
“What did you do to him? …What did you DO to him?!”
“…I don’t have the heart to tell her what you did. Do you know how she’d react?”
“You didn’t even need my help, which is great, ‘cause I love doing absolutely nothing.”
“I’m smiling and I hate it!”
“Do you wanna have a bad time? ‘Cause if you take another step forward… you are REALLY not going to like what happens next.”
“If we’re really friends… you won’t come back.”
“Did you really think I was gonna be satisfied… killing you only ONE time?”
“I remember when I first woke up here, in the garden. I was so scared. I couldn’t feel my arms or my legs…”
“Even after all this time, you’re still the only one that understands me.”
“Why do I always get the freaks?”
“It’s possible that you may have a problem.”
“What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth…”
“I’m nineteen years old and I’ve already wasted my entire life.”
“If you’re so scared, why do you keep winking?”
“Don’t you have anything better to do?”
(pal)entine’s
◤ The waiting game had always proved itself a tedious experience for the pilot- perhaps revealing his more impatient side. They were supposed to meet at a hole in the wall in Sector 4 at 6:00; the pilot wasn’t on time himself initially, yet he found that he was the first one to arrive.
After ten minutes of waiting he found himself partaking in what the bar had to offer in order to pass the time-- it seemed like a far better alternative than sitting around and twiddling his thumbs. The man wasn’t one who could remain stagnant for too long anyway; standing around idly had never sat well with him. He had to be doing something.
Between drinks he would check the time displayed on a novel cellphone. He checked to assure that he had the time and the place right a few times- each time realizing that his memory had not failed him. Suspicions had momentarily rose believing that the other party had forgotten about plans that they have agreed upon or perhaps had developed cold feet; the pilot was rather forward at times.
Sudden preconceived notions could be eliminated through simply calling the male. However, as digits fumbled over a glass screen, hazel hues were locked upon the one he was supposed to meet up with in celebration if this holiday. He quickly rose from the bar stool after placing the necessary funds down on the bar top in front of him, countenance taking a 180 degree turn as he waved the man down.
❝Finn--! You made it!❞ Poe Dameron was not stood up. ◢
@imfinnaescape
On Valentine’s Day you will awaken to find a potted orchid at your door! Upon further examination you will find a card that reads:
TO: Poe Dameron
FROM: Rey
One day you will have to race me, Dameron.
These flowers were different from the others he received in appearance and presentation- aesthetically pleasing, yet practical in a sense. The pilot wasn’t any good at guessing who the senders were before reading the card attached to each group of flowers; he was certainly surprised to see that this particular gift was from Rey. Luckily she hadn’t given them to him in person or else he would have found himself tongue-tied. Surely thanks would be more easily conveyed through a text message.
To: Rey
From: Poe
Message: thanks for the flowers, Rey. :) I would love to race anytime, but don’t think I’m gonna go easy on you. ;)
@scavengess
On Valentine’s Day you will find a bundle of crown imperials at your door! Upon further examination you will find a card that reads:
TO: Poe Dameron
FROM: Sera
Happy Valentine’s Day, Poe!
❝Looks like I’m gonna have to get another vase.❞
The bundle of flowers rested in his arms as free digits opened the small card. It had been some time since he had spoken to the sender, but he appreciated the fact that she kept him in mind. He would have to find some way to repay her kindness somehow.
@savarnani
