Welcome To Insanity

A multi-mused blog, please look at the list and send in an ask/fanmail which character you'd like to interact with. Tracking Mismatched Muses

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Reblog if you are an INDEPENDENT roleplayer

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And you will be added to the List. 

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“N o o n e e v e r w a n t s t o p l a y w i t h m e . W h y ? W h y ?” The doll moaned coarsely.

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How…Curious. One moment the Prince was minding his own business, and a doll appeared. “What a strange looking doll…”

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"S t r a n g e l o o k i n g ? H a v e y o u e v e r l o o k e d i n a m i r r o r ?" The doll retorted. The boy's outfit was silly, and his hair was unnaturally white. He was strange looking for a human.

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"N o o n e e v e r w a n t s t o p l a y w i t h m e . W h y ? W h y ?" The doll moaned coarsely.

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OutOfCharacter

Jack Sparrow~? Wowza, please roleplay with me. I will get on my knees and beg if I have to.

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Someone wish to rp? Or I can simply divide all my blogs up .-. but that is so difficult to do and I can't keep them all that way. (I think Mary will become her own blog though, as will Wendy.)

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"Hmm, I hope I'll be able to survive this winter, it's coming close, but if I don't at least I'll be able to leave this place" Wendy said with a sigh. The air was beginning to grow brick and the days were beginning to shorten. Not to mention it was harder to come by certain objects. She sighed and say in the field were there were a lot of flowers. Perhaps she'd pick some of them later.

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"I’ve never wanted to be a musician, but I’m sure with enough practice anyone could do it," Sayaka agreed.

"I never wanted to be a baseball player but yet slacking off made me become a super high school level one"

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"Perhaps it was a talent you were born with." Sayaka smiled, it couldn't have been that bad.

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"They don’t have to be. Guitars and vocals are awesome! Every instrument is amazing in it’s own way, just as every musician is."

"That is true,everyone can be a musician,you’s just have to practise and have patience"

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"I've never wanted to be a musician, but I'm sure with enough practice anyone could do it," Sayaka agreed.

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His eyes glanced over towards the side unable to answer her question. Flashes of memories of people beating him, humiliating him and damaging him even further then he was now went through his mind. Going through that on a daily basis, forced to endur. It was a fear of others that soon began to grow inside him to shy away from anyone approaching his cage.

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"Also, why don't you talk to me? I won't hurt you or anything. We could be friends," Rin asked the beast curiously.

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Hagakure’s head slowly turned behind him. The voice that came was ominous. Hollow, even? When he saw the woman, though, there was a small smile on his face. “How are you even doing that?!” Ah, now he knew where he was! One of those interactive museums! The mood brightened at the prospect of company. “Lady, that’s..that’s wicked awesome for an illusion! Or are you some kind of robot or something?”

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Ill-illusion? This guy was over thinking his situation.

"I can assure you that I am very much alive, and not a robot, darling," the lady cooed after a quick moment of thinking. "I can also assure you that I have something you need to get out," she added on almost teasingly. She wasn’t going to let him have it easily.

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"You’re not real. It’s all some kind of smoke and mirror. There’s no way paintings could come to life like you. But this is one really good trick, though."

Hagakure blinked and tilted his head, putting a hand in his hair to scratch it.”So, what is this cool thing you’ve got that I need to get, and why do I need to get it? Look, this is cute and all, but I really have to get going. I thought I smelled macaroons but wound up here. If you could just, y’know, gimme whatever this thing you’re talking about, then that’d be awesome.”

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Her patience was beginning to fade. "I am not just some trick, and I will not give you what you need. Understand? I may trade you what you need though, perhaps a friendly barter? This special object for your rose," the Lady tried with a dainty smile. "You see, I simply adore roses, and I haven't been able to smell one in such a long time," she lied effortlessly.

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"That’s really cool! I personally don’t play any music, but I really love it. Especially symphonic music, I love violins."

"Well violins ain’t a interest of mine,heh"

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"They don't have to be. Guitars and vocals are awesome! Every instrument is amazing in it's own way, just as every musician is."

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New chracter alert!!!

Wendy (and Abigail) from Don't Starve

http://psycho23.deviantart.com/

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"What ‘re ya gonna do about it?" She countered. Her lack of manners was not her fault, well actually it was. Her parents never taught her right. And she didn’t care much for good, lady-like manners.

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"I’ll have my mother call yours." Kyoichi retorted, as if he were in the fifth grade. "Perhaps getting scolded would teach you a thing or two about manners."

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"Ya' gonna perform a seance or somethin'?" Kyouko asked him. "Ya' can only talk to my mom if ya' can talk to the dead, I doubt your mom can do that," she added, the fact her mother was dead didn't even phase her, she acted as if it were normal, which for her it was.

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Hagakure’s head slowly turned behind him. The voice that came was ominous. Hollow, even? When he saw the woman, though, there was a small smile on his face. “How are you even doing that?!” Ah, now he knew where he was! One of those interactive museums! The mood brightened at the prospect of company. “Lady, that’s..that’s wicked awesome for an illusion! Or are you some kind of robot or something?”

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Ill-illusion? This guy was over thinking his situation.

"I can assure you that I am very much alive, and not a robot, darling," the lady cooed after a quick moment of thinking. "I can also assure you that I have something you need to get out," she added on almost teasingly. She wasn't going to let him have it easily.

[homicidalpunkrock]

"Punk rocker? So you play an instrument then?" She asked him. Her precious Kyousuke played the violin, or he did before he go that disease…

"Uh yeah,I play the guitar and I can sing"

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"That's really cool! I personally don't play any music, but I really love it. Especially symphonic music, I love violins."

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His split mouth inched a little up as acting like a smile as he forgotten how he was supposed to with his mouth being ripped open like it was. Giving her a little nod as he still kept his distance from her.

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She giggled and gave a spin around. She really liked this hat, it was cool, and it made her feel as if she was in charge. Would the Ring Master really miss it that much? But she had promised the beast she wasn't going to keep, she was just going to wear it for as long as she remained here.

She skipped back over to the cage in a new spot, where there were less people, and where she didn't have a view of any other circus show. "Mister, why were you so afraid at first?" She asked the beast innocently enough.

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"Nothing~? So you're just wasting my precious time~? Tsk, great. I could've been studying but instead some bitch had to go and bother me for no reason~." Weiss scoffed, frowning.

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The monster said nothing. She looked at the girl, was it not her who had started their little conversation? This girl had also wanted to kill her. The monster had no idea how crazy people could really be. She only knew that they were cruel. She didn't like having to learn these things, but they seemed to be the only things that presented themselves to her.