((Huh. It’s been almost two years since my last post here...Never even said goodbye. Wonder if anyone even remembers me still. I do miss the fun times I had here, and the muse...it feels like so much has changed.))

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((Huh. It’s been almost two years since my last post here...Never even said goodbye. Wonder if anyone even remembers me still. I do miss the fun times I had here, and the muse...it feels like so much has changed.))
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"Hi, um yeah- could you please remove your foot from my sketch book?"
"Sorry--what?"
He looked down at the offending foot, blinking for a moment in uncomprehension before noticing the small book under his heel.
"Oh! Oh--jiminy Christmas--" he spluttered, quickly jumping back and nearly tripping, "I-I'm so sorry, miss, I didn't notice--uh--distracted--guess I should've paid more attention to where I was walking, ahah--uhm..." He reached down, picking up the book and trying to dust off the cover, "Gah, I'm so sorry. Here--it's...not too damaged, right?" He held out the book to the girl, his eyes wide.
"It’s been over six months since I’ve come here, and to be honest, I never expected to meet so many people! Cor, I never expected to make as many friends that I have either! Of course, I met with some of my old friends here, too, and have had so many adventures! I can’t wait for the new adventures yet to come!"
Like the muse has said, I never expected to have so much support. I know I’m not perfect and I’m terrible at keeping track of threads and replies. In addition, often times my muse won’t cooperate, especially on days when I have given tasks with school and other things. Sometimes I’m grumpy or sad, and sometimes I rant. Sometimes I’m hyper and weird, and yet, so many of you have chosen to stick with me for so long. In addition, so many of you are willing to roleplay with Luke! I know the Professor Layton series isn’t very popular in the west, and especially not on tumblr, compared to Disney, Dreamworks, Doctor Who, and all of that lovely stuff—I had thought that I wouldn’t really find a lot of partners because I had believed that they were so unfamiliar with my muse. One thing is for sure, I don’t plan to stop roleplaying as my muse anytime soon. He is a character that I love and I have been so easily inspired by. I thank you all so much for your support! Anyways, back to my point! I haven’t done a giveaway since when I reached 400 followers…more or less, I had a hard time completing stuff, so I’ve lessened the prizes to something I can manage easier for the winners. I will be picking three like last time; a first, second, and third prize winner. I will not be picking the same winners as last time unless they end up in a different place than the last one. Keep that in mind!
Rules
You must be following me! No exceptions!
You must be a roleplay blog or have one!
Do not follow me just to participate and then unfollow me as soon as the giveaway is over, especially if you are one of the prize winners! It’s unfair to those who follow me to roleplay or read my posts, and furthermore, I will prohibit you from further participating in future giveaways!
You may like and reblog this as many times as you’d like, but it will only count once! Don’t spam your followers’ dashboards!
If your muse is an OC, then you MUST provide me a full reference of your character! If you cannot provide me with one, then I will have to pick another winner. I don’t want to do it, but because all three prizes include drawings, I will need one!
You can reblog this for any muse you have, but only one of your muses will get the prize! I’m not doing all of them! This also goes for roleplay blogs for multiple muses. You must choose a specific muse from your blog, you cannot get a drawing and icons each for all of them!
Prizes
First Prize Winner Will Get!
A fully colored digital drawing of their muse like this!
Seven days of Promotions!
20 icons of their muse!*
Second Prize Winner will get!
A traditionally colored, and inked sketch of their muse like this!
Five Days of Promotions!
10 icons of their muse!*
Third Prize Winner will get!
A sketch of their muse, like this!
Three days of Promotions!
Five icons of their muse!*
*Note: if your muse is also an OC, then you will get two sketches of your OC instead of just one. I admit, I don’t know if I could draw up to twenty seperate icons for an OC >.<
The Giveaway ends on Sunday, March 30th! Two Days after Professor Layton vs Ace Attorney Comes out!
Good Luck, and Keep on Solving!
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...How can I be gaining followers when I haven't done anything in a week or more?))
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{ And I choose b o t h. }
"I knew it!” Anna squeaked. She clapped a hand to her mouth, an embarrassed blush quickly emerging. “Er, well, sorry…” She took a moment to compose herself. She really should learn to control her mouth.
She chewed on her lip nervously, trying to think of something she could say that would make her companion feel a bit better. She could only imagine how confusing it would be to suddenly swap genders. No wonder she thought Anna would think she was crazy.
"Well, you’re obviously not crazy. Magic can do a lot of weird things, so this isn’t really too big of a stretch. I mean, I was turned into an ice sculpture for a few minutes - which was a really, really nasty experience, I can tell you." It was probably easier to change a living thing into another living thing, right?
She sighed and laid a hand on Mildred’s shoulder in an effort to calm her. “It’s alright, you can freak out as much as you want. Just… better do it quietly.” She glanced back at the shopkeeper, “I’m not really sure what to do if people recognize you, but d’you think they’ll recognize you in skirts and petticoats and stuff?”
She hoped that was a little more reassuring than it sounded.
Mildred was expecting some kind of freakout from Anna, despite the fact that the girl seemed to have experience with magic. Mildred did not, however, expect sympathy, and near-empathy. And there was the ice sculpture thing again--she'd really have to ask about that over lunch.
Mildred tensed slightly as Anna's hand came down on her shoulder, but didn't flinch away. She nodded at the younger woman's suggestion, though her eyes were baleful and she still looked extremely upset. And really, who wouldn't be, given the circumstances?
Mildred shrugged, "I don't know, I don't know. To be honest, now that I think about it, I'm...I'm not really sure if anyone paid enough attention to me before to notice. I sort of...moved away from here a while ago, and I didn't exactly leave behind a lot of friends." She shook her head, scowling and poking at her glasses, "But these're a dead giveaway! But I can't exactly go without them--I'm so nearsighted I wouldn't make it five minutes without getting hit by a car or something. Plus, my hair is...kinda similar to what it was before." Unconsciously, she reached up and brushed at her bangs, sweeping them slightly to the side, though immediately finding the sensation odd and shaking her head to settle them again.
"I guess getting decent clothes is worth a shot," she reconciled, sighing, "That is, if you'll help me. Listen, Anna...I'm so sorry about lying to you and not telling you earlier. I thought you'd think I was crazy, and I thought...you might not trust me. I feel like some kind of impostor." She laughed bitterly, "Though it's not like I was doing a good job of hiding it, huh?"
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((Hey guys. So, I know I've been worse than a fail lately and have basically vanished off the face of the earth. It's just been difficult for me to scrounge up motivation to start on replies or really do anything. Also I've been busy preparing for a concert-group-performance-type-thing that just passed last night. I've also had a sinus infection/cough/allergies on and off for the past week, and of course school. Currently, I have 10 replies in my drafts. I also owe a plot ask. I also never replied to a starter I was made for a "like if you want a starter" post and I feel horribly guilty about that because now I feel like I can never talk to the person again >.<
AHEM. Frankly I'm not sure what to do or how to fix this motivation problem. I feel like I should take a declared hiatus from all things Tumblr, but I'm not sure. I mean, I have been playing Milo nonstop for about a year and a half, maybe I need a break. But I keep taking these undeclared breaks where I keep trying to do replies. I don't know. I might want to drop some of my threads. Again, I don't know. This is just my long-winded way of saying I'm still here.))
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¥ = How the character handles money or spends it
Headcanons list!
¥ = How the character handles money or spends it
Considering the fact that Milo had trouble making payments on his apartment, he treats money somewhat carefully, swearing up and down he won’t spend all of it in one place, and will only buy things he needs. However, if he sees something he wants or likes, chances are high he’ll just buy it without much thought. This especially happens in bookstores, where Milo will buy a lot of books to add to his collection without thinking, then get really confused when he’s low on funds at the end of the month, wondering where the money could’ve gone.
I really want to RP with you but I cannot think of how to do that.
- Me, all the time, everyday (via gold-and-atauro)
zzz and (´ q ` ” ) !!
Headcanons list!
zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake
As has been stated in previous headcanons, Milo often winds up plain ‘ol not sleeping, though it’s never really intentional. He’ll just get too distracted to sleep. That being said, he does prefer sleeping during “normal” hours. He’ll tend to go to bed at ten or eleven when he remembers to, and will ideally wake up at perhaps six, or whenever the sun’s rising as he enjoys watching that. But this often backfires on him as, especially after spending a while without sleeping, he’ll nod off somewhere random or will oversleep. Nevertheless, if he does find himself awake at wee hours of the morning, he won’t mind it. There’s sort of a peace in it. In general, he doesn’t like sleeping too long.
(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure
Hmm…Well, he’s a bit of a “closeted” romantic. In the modern AU, he might watch cheesy romance movies as long as they have a “happy” ending. He wonders sometimes about romance between other people. Never for himself, though, as he simply can’t imagine himself in a romantic situation (especially after his first disastrous relationship), which is why flirting tends to go over his head.
In a modern AU, he might enjoy children’s movies. And possibly soap operas.
Also, he sometimes eavesdrops on other people out of curiosity, before realizing what he’s doing.
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° = The character’s temperature preferences
Anything but cold. Milo absolutely hates the cold. Despite growing up pretty far north on the American east coast, and despite sticking around the area despite its weather patterns for an extremely long time, Milo has never gotten used to the cold. He’ll try not to complain about it, but he just can’t stand it. He likes to be warm. Needless to say, he winds up walking around looking like a marshmallow most of the winter. And also needless to say, he enjoys warmer temperatures. Perhaps not to an extreme extent, but the weather being too hot is infinitely preferable to him than the weather being too cold. (It doesn’t help that he’s gotten so used to constant heat and humidity in Atlantis, which means he’s even less tolerant to cold weather).
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☆~(ゝ。∂)= How the character greets people
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING BEFORE REBLOGGING I MEAN I’M NOT THAT PICKY ABOUT IT BUT THIS IS A REALLY SIMPLE ONE AND LIKE FIVE PEOPLE REBLOGGED IT FROM ME LAST TIME
Not exactly sure what this one’s supposed to mean…but he normally introduces himself to new people somewhat more casually than one would expect of him; just a simple name and no fancy titles (even if he could technically call himself a doctor—he is a doctor, but not that kind of doctor, he has a doctorate, it’s not the same thing). Even when he does know the person, he still greets them extremely casually. Most of the time, he seems excited to talk to people, if a bit awkward. Sometimes he’ll attempt to initiate smalltalk, but he’s somewhat bad at it.
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½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them
± = The character and what they think about math
† = How the character feels about murder
@ = How the character appears online
¥ = How the character handles money or spends it
° = The character’s temperature preferences
æ = The character and languages (Known or Want to Learn)
↔ = The character’s ability to read directions
♥ = Character’s preference for relationships (sexuality, type of person, etc.)
zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake
☂ = Weather the character enjoys
♪ = What music the character likes
( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets
(・∀・ ) = The character’s emotional state most of the time
☆~(ゝ。∂)= How the character greets people
⊙﹏☉ = What flusters the character
(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy
(/□\*)・゜ = What makes the character blush
(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character
(;へ:) = What makes the character cry
(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure
(・□・;) = What makes the character uncomfortable
(*^◇^)_旦 = What the character likes to eat and drink
。゚(TヮT)゚。 = What makes the character laugh
(´;Д;`) = What worries the character
(⑅ ‘﹃’ ) = What the character daydreams or thinks about
( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make
"I just turned 18. I’ve had to carry it around my whole life, so…" Rapunzel chuckled nervously. She didn’t really want to tell this stranger about her hair’s magical properties just yet. "Well, my hair’s pretty special. It’s grown like crazy for as long as I can remember, so I’m just used to it." She explained.
She smiled up at Mildred and shrugged. “That’s alright, I’ve had worse reactions.” She assured her. At the offer of help her eyes lit up. “Oh, that would be nice. Er, if you don’t mind, of course.” She handed over some of her hair and continued down the hall. The sound of footsteps made her pause.
"Uh, did you hear that?"
Mildred nodded along to Rapunzel's explanation, though actually looked rather surprised as her offer to help was taken up and a few coils of golden hair were shoved into her arms. She took a step back, glasses falling comically crooked. She nodded, looking vaguely baffled, and followed Rapunzel down the hall. As she walked, Mildred absently wondered how anyone could get used to this sort of hair. Then again, even in her vast amounts of research, she'd never delved into the subject of women's hair. Or much about women in general.
Rapunzel abruptly stopped, nearly causing Mildred to crash into her. "What?" she asked, then heard it. Her face went pale, and she gulped. Indeed, there were footsteps heading near this hall. And this hall was only supposed to be accessible to employees, which meant this had to be somebody who worked here--and most of the folks who worked here at least knew of the crazy boiler-boy. And if this was one of the board of regents...she was doomed.
"Rapunzelwereallyneedtogetoutofhere," she hissed, glancing around with wide, panicked eyes, shuffling closer to the girl, the hair still clutched in her arms, "Now."
"Ach, do not be ridiculous. Everyone who does not know for certain has definitely guessed. You talk as if it were not obvious. Were you trying to keep it secretive?"
Even Mole, in all his social ineptitude, was observant enough to recognize something when it was plain as day. The murmurs he’d heard among the others - who, admittedly, had guessed long before he had - only furthered his assumption.
"Er, no, not exactly. I mean, I did just tell you, didn't I?" He smiled weakly, "I'm just surprised, since I didn't tell anyone, and there really wasn't anything going on between us by the time you guys left." Then, he frowned, the light beginning to dawn on him, "...It's...completely obvious, then, isn't it?"
'Nothing going on' might've been a bit of an overstatement, judging by the way Milo and Kida had been looking at each other, the way Milo had sort-of risked his entire existence to save her...but still.
"Anyways, yeah, it is her. We were married a while after you all left. So now I'm the city's king-consort." Another sheepish smile and a hopeless shrug--the title felt a bit odd for someone like him, and he knew he'd never get used to it.