LIMITATIONS

KIND OF BLUE.

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Send me the emoticon and my muse will react to your muse:

(or the other way around - tell me!)

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight .

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tracker as of 05/22.

i was actually surprised by the amounts of positive feedback for allowing my muse to be able to develop here. in the past, i've realized that i was getting negative reactions as to writing for a black muse since most western foreigners tend to be white, so i'm actually grateful. really.

replying to.

n/a

writing to.

yoon hyelim.

gao xuanyao.

waiting for.

sakurai haruma: starter.

kang sunmi: reply.

as always, take your time.

plotting.

gun mona.

london park.

sarah kim.

kang daehan.

zhu yixuan.

lee dongwan.

misc.

discography + further add more details to profile spreadsheet.

if i have left anybody out, do let me know. if you're interested on writing together, feel free to like or conveniently send a message. i can be contacted through aim (bad.mp3), twitter (ohseikos), line and kkt are also available (i'd prefer it if you were to ask, nevertheless).

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age of exploration.

consumerism.

the modernized, day to day movement of an economic theory, nevertheless, that clings to the interest of the customer. and as always, might they say that they are, ‘always right’. today, it ranges in pounds of popping grease to bake, fry, and grill. it’s cheap and pinguid, easy to access for the people, one can get hooked from its convenience. the eatery is a place of open doors. it’s a widely known chain with catchy medleys and an iconic mascot that symbolizes the heart of the business's ill food production. he is unreceptive. he patiently stands in line among the others, who had presumably been just as empty as he was. consumerism holds the price of one’s hunger. his hunger, just like the woman to his left, now has an expense.

in the back of his throat is the barren aftertaste of an old afternoon’s cigarette. helps to curb the appetite, until he inhales the cooking oil and breaded chicken. ‘place an order here’ hangs over his head. in an untimely moment, he begins with the starter; ‘i’d like aー’. static resumes and there’s a figment in his unresponsiveness, his eyes wander from the menu place boards all mocking the same colors of white and red. finally settles for the day’s lunch special. the price rings, a millisecond in and he quietly pays all in plastic money: credit cards, not bills. so it’s all grand and useful that he doesn’t let his time dwindle off when he’s out the door, slouchy plastic bag in hand with steam gathering in his palms.

he’s ought to start his car before he meets two large garbage bins. recycling, actually, taking good notice of the color from each. ten minutes: the plastic bag is in the vehicle, front seat, and he’s managing to toss away futile conceptual books of the human body, its scientific classifications and other useless written productivity that has taken too much room up on his bookshelves.

@mgsunmi.

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hi! i know this muse isn’t a beloved 5sos, 1d or another popular western fc, but, he’s great. really. even in homogenous korea, you’ve ought to hit him up. i’d appreciate it if you were to like to plot, but i’ll probably be asking writers of potential to write. tidbits are below! thank u.

not your brother, your homie, hyung, man or bro. absolutely despises when strangers or acquaintances approach him comfortable as if they’ve been friends forever. don’t do it. as much as he hates formalities too, just call him ray.

is currently working on an album as we speak. unsure if he’s sticking to traditional jazz by popular demand, or creating a different style with the means of fusion.

widower: wife died in an accident with the opposing driver being under the influence. still devastated by this lost, despite that the honeymoon stage of his marriage died quickly. wife was known to be mentally and emotionally abusive, also stressed out often due to money and financial stability even when they lived comfortably.

doesn’t have a desire to move back to america, especially with what’s going down in the news: ridiculous presidential campaigns (Down With Trump), more police brutality, hate crimes, etc. not that korea is a haven, but he’d rather prefer elderly korean women asking to touch his hair rather than being escorted out of a venue by a cop. also has an obligation to take care of his deceased wife’s family since they treated him well.

he’s a genuine guy beyond his gaze of coercion. depends on how your muse approaches him, really. probably not the nicest guy, but could be the most sincerest person you have ought to meet.

cursing isn’t even cursing in his book anymore. well. this probably applies when speaking in english.

something about him is a little.. awkward when it comes to socializing with people. as the writer, i can’t put my finger on it, but he’s not immediately open to expressing himself freely as if he’s an extrovert. tends to stutter when frustrated with either the situation and/or is experiencing difficulty trying to voice his opinions.

has a vastly creative and active mind. spends too much time reading, thinking or daydreaming, writing even. film or any source of media fascinates him; anything with the power of emotions with images and words combined.

his intellect and mind tend to be at odds to him. he’s opt to pair them up with his emotional and instinctive side, if anything.

smokes. drinks wine. eats chocolates. probably aspires to buy all of corée someday.

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The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create - - - so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.

Unknown.