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((Alright, I made the blog over again. Threads and such will be moved over and I’ll make an actual promo for this ‘new blog’ after I wake up because I’m fed up and tired. A very bad combination in all honesty. I’ll be hitting folks up with refollows now.))

#OutOfBalloons #((aLRIGHT THIS IS THE NEW PLACE))#((i'm gonna make an actual promo and not a 'me being salty' post in a bit. i'm gonna start following people back now))

((y’know, i’m starting to get a little sick and tired of the folks at tumblr hq. they made this new and brilliant update of blocking entire blogs because i’m not 18 with a safe mode i can’t turn off because i’m underaged. i’m being blocked of posts and an entire blog i couldn’t access because of this. so i’m gonna have to remake just so i can lie about my age so i can use this accursed site.))

#OutOfBalloons #((i am. absolutely livid. because?? i'm not a fucking baby? don't block me from stuff you //think// i shouldn't see?))#((this is so stupid. it's actually ridiculous. i'mma go remake before i go and lie down because i'm h e a t e d))

@lcstheir Liked for a Starter!

Nimble legs draped over each other as a body rested in mid-air, floating there with mind wandering off to a drowsy state.

“It’s ever so calm down here, but you don’t get bored, do you? Serene sights and calming interactions are nice, though excitement is appreciated just about anywhere. What do you do for fun, if I may ask? You must have some sort of activity you enjoy, correct? Everyone has a hobby.”

#ic (Rosalina)#rp #starter #lcstheir #((man; sorry this one's so lackluster. i want a really good relationship between these two...but i'm having the most trouble finding ideas))#((if you wanna plot some stuff for rosalina and asriel? that'd be really neat; actually. i'd be down for that if you'd want to))#((i want these two to have something really nice together. a really cute friendship))

@cloudymuses Liked for a Starter!

“King of the Cosmos, hm?”

Rosalina had to admit, she was interested. Not to toot her own horn, but she sort of saw herself as the penultimate figure when it came to protecting the cosmos, so to meet a king? It was eye-opening to say the least. All these years and the cosmos had yet to cease surprising her. The Comet Observatory had floated closely over to the entity once he was seen, and Rosalina pushed her curiosity further by flying off of the ship, taking flight for this king.

“So, if I may ask, what do you do as king? The Lumas and I have never heard of a ruler to own the stars we traversed through, yet here you are. Ah, well, slight confusion aside, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Rosalina. Might I have a name to call you by?”

#ic (Rosalina)#rp #starter #cloudymuses #((that feeling when rosalina is lowkey suspicious about this king of the cosmos she's never heard about))#((she's been called a //goddess// before. so she OVERTHROWS your king status >->))#((hope this starter works for you; though! space people interacting sounded really interesting))

((so, anybody ever sleep for 11 hours? because i just did.))

#OutOfBalloons #((alright so i'm gonna accept the fact that i'm straight nocturnal during the summer time and stop going for insane times without sleep))#((i'm gonna try to get to those starters and stare longingly at the folks on my dash because i wanna interact with all of you))#((just saying that i'm here now))

She’s gonna run out of soap if the rate her children swear at doesn’t drop.

#dash observations #falsepacifist #((ignore this; i'm not actually online because i'm soon to be sleeping because i'm exhausted))#((bUT CHILD?? THAT IS A CURSE. S T O P))#((THAT IS A SWEAR THAT SHOULD BE REFRAINED FROM SAYING //PLEASE//))

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@sturmazing

#OutOfBalloons #((I WILL FIGHT YOU IF LILLY DOESN'T))#((SODA BEING STRAIGHT CALLED OUT))

Hey, Like this Post for a Starter. If you want one from a specific muse, please specify. If you don’t...well, I’ll go ahead and pick one for you.

#Starter Call

charbonneaux

Without her attire obscuring the stars that lined her body, Bonbon’s pirouette left her swiveling shape encased in streaks of light. Swaying arms, home to a trio of “freckles” lining the back of both her biceps, were tailed by comet-like beams of luminosity. Through the collar of her elegant top peers three more shining spots, though the ones that rest betwixt the lacy back of her dress are equally just as noticeable through the fabric. The bell-shaped petticoat that fluffed out her attire from the waist down was illuminated from the inside like a lightbulb brilliantly blazing from below.

Her frolicking mirrored the music that migrated from the depths of her phone’s speakers. Twists and twirls launched her in the air against gravity’s command, though her feet would touchdown without folly or failure. Such elaborate cavorting couldn’t possibly be mere momentary practice. She had to have been doing this for quite some time.

❝And in the crash of the dark, I’ll be your light in the mist~ I can see you… burning with desire for a kiss. ~ ♪ ❞

Halt. Feet that favored prancing about the dew-laden green blades stopped roughly, digging deep into the ground below. A colorful cornucopia, vast and bestowing as it was, never once offered such a warm, deep sea blue. Familiarity struck her, but that did not halt the immediate baring of razor-sharp incisors.

The entity sputtered into obscurity with the death of her lights. Only the stars in her eyes remained, and even they flicker out almost instantaneously, leaving her in pure darkness. As such, the sharp shift of her lips would be missed.

The temporary illumination was all she needed to pinpoint where the intruder had been prowling, although deriving a name or face was difficult. The approach would be met with an aggressive advance of her own. Colorful irises dissolved entirely, absorbed by a black hole that left her looking devoid of vision. Without the stars mapping the outline of her body, ebony skin faded into oblivion, leaving a ghastly girl identified only by the fluttering fabric that shaped her person.

With the sudden shift from a calming light producing soothing music in the distance, even taking the form of a friend no less, to a pitch black fright of an area shot down of its lights in exactly two seconds flat...well, Dustin thought that that would usher some allowance for fear. When the world around him dropped for a darker turn, stance naturally took a defensive one, back arching a bit with the existence of his brush sitting on his back duly noted.

“B-Bon?” was the call-out that carried with it some of the newly formed unease in his body. He was sure that was Bonbon, and he certainly wanted to see his friend! But...assurance couldn’t be found when trying to imagine that the feeling was mutual between both parties.

And then with a sudden movement in the dark. Dustin felt that, and with a hard pulse of the heart, the Inkbrush was pulled from his back before being held out at the boy’s front. “S’that you, Bon?” Weariness was still present, though his voice still carried the casual, friendly, and simple want to see a friend. Ignore the harder heartbeats and now unsheathed brush, and things were almost the same. Dustin couldn’t help but take a few steps back from the new area devoid of light, though. “Just me, Dustin!” One more call before standing ground, body full alert, speed ready to kick in if and when needed. Though he wasn’t sure how much good alertness would do him when he couldn’t see.

#ic (Dustin)#rp #charbonneaux #((bon you're doing dustin a f r i g h t e n))#((if you could stop being a pitch dark //meanie// for a sec; that'd be greatly appreciated))

uniiversed

well, the red guy seemed to be okay . that was good, spring man hated to see innocent people get hurt, people who had nothing to do with a fight didn’t deserve to get dragged in against their will . looking closer however, the other seemed pretty well prepared to defend himself . were those spikes in his gloves ? that was …. weird, but he wasn’t going to question it . he had extendable arms himself, so he was in no place to judge .

❝ huh ? — oh, yeah ! the name’s spring man, i’m one of the fighters from the arms league, if you’ve heard of it ! ❞

he noted the ❝ one guy do somethin’ like that ❞ comment, maybe this red dude had met someone with the same kind of arms that he had ? apparently it was temporary, though, so maybe not, but still . he kept that piece of information in the back of his mind, just in case he needed it .

❝ yo, dude — are you serious ? i mean, i’d totally be down for it, but it kinda might be an unfair fight, y’know, since it doesn’t look like you have stretchy arms like me, && i’d like to have all of my matches fair && square, if you get what i’m saying ? ❞

“Yeah, dude, I’m serious. Can’t say I’ve heard of this Arms League, but I know a fighter when I see one. And trust me, fight’n a guy like you is gonna be different, but that’s not something I can’t handle. Ain’t lookin’ like it, but it’ll be as fair as a fight you’d get in your little League.”

Sharpened teeth flashed with a grin as red body jumped back quite the bit before rolling into a red ball and rolling the rest of the way, body uncurling and shoes sliding to a stop before fists gave a hearty slam together, blood officially rushing with excitement. Stretchy arms, huh? He could take it. Strength and speed gave him all the defense and maneuverability the echidna needed to watch himself and check how much damage he’d take. Fists were promptly clenched and propped up in a battle stance, ready to go.

“Name’s Knuckles, and I’ll give you a fair fight if y’let me, that’s a promise. Plus, a little impromptu sparring match never hurt, right? Now you’ve got me riled up with that little test punch. I wanna see what you can really do. You in?”

#ic (Knuckles)#rp #uniiversed #((i'm waiting for that & Knuckles Arms DLC))

me, whispering silently: i want another sonic muse.

#OutOfBalloons #tbd #((don't listen to me; i'm tired and delirious))#((but metal sonic might be put on this blog B) ))#((METAL SONIC IS RAD OK. writing him with a distinction between good and bad and knowing when to be both sounds amazing))#((i'm running out of fingers to count how many muses i wanna put on this multimuse))

((I’m going to try and go to sleep now since my sleep schedule has had me up at 11 am in the morning and waking up at 5 pm and I’m gonna try and fix that, but I’ve got muses to add and Father’s Day asks to answer. I’ll get to those tomorrow since I really wasn’t feeling it when it came to writing.))

#OutOfBalloons #((fiddling thumbs over what muses I wanna add next; but I'll choose eventually. I think Wallace? But maybe Arrietty))#((or both idk at this point. i should probably focus on the stuff i have nOW))

@hopefulheroics replied to your post: Looks at my four muses that have either dead or...

yeah but lilly has klonoa now so at least she’s fine in the dad department now,

((Yes!! Lilly’s family is doing a phenomenal job in that part of her afterlife that’s void of good family members. Klonoa is doing more of a goo than he thinks.))

#OutOfBalloons #hopefulheroics #((klonoa is a good fatherly pure))#((lilly just being glued to her dad's side for father's day B))

Looks at my four muses that have either dead or missing fathers.

So yeah, Happy Father’s Day.

#OutOfBalloons #((rosalina is hundreds of years old so her dad is dead))#((lilly's dad walked out when he found out lilly was being born))#((knuckles' family was in the knuckles clan and they all died so yup. dad is dead along with his race))#((and maylis' dad was attacked by humans when he simply tried to befriend a ship sailing the waters. he died.))#((SO HAPPY FATHER'S DAY FROM THE //OTHER// MUSES HERE AT MUSESOIREE BECAUSE YOU'D GET A MAD OR SAD GLARE FROM THESE FOUR))

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me: *wants to rp with more people*

me: *is incredibly easy to distract*

me: *has a pile of drafts to tend*

me: *gets picky over minor things*

me: procrastinator extraordinaire™

#OutOfBalloons #(( s i g h s a u d i b l y ))

Rosalina’s favorite Earth musician is Frank Sinatra! She loves how no matter what song of his is playing, you could so easily dance to it, what with the swingy feel to his tunes. And this may sound a bit uncharacteristic for a woman like Rosalina, but she loves how loud it is, too! It’s so in your face, just commanding you to tap your foot at the least. Come Fly With Me, That’s Life, and You Make Me Feel So Young are a few favorites, but she has a liking to all of his songs. If the normal Comet Observatory music isn’t playing over the speakers, one of Sinatra’s songs may be in its place.

#Better Toss That In Storage (Headcanons)#((just something i thought as i listen to some of his music. my rosalina would totally love this))#((i might reblog this later on today because rosalina liking frank sinatra is really cute))

alt! :^)

Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

“I get that you wanna be friends, I see that. But what I’m trying to say is that we can’t. If my parents saw that you knew about us, Borrowers, we’d have to leave for another home. I don’t...I don’t want to go and find another place to stay, alright?! S-So just leave me alone!”

Despite the tiny’s words, shoes still stood without movement. This bean had saved her life, not to mention being an overall joy, and now she was trying to shoo them off? It wasn’t fair. Arrietty wanted to get to know them, despite all the warnings told my father and mother to avoid the tall people at all costs. But she knew that there were nice ones out there. Not everyone was out to get them! She was sick and tired of never meeting anyone, and on the rare occasion a friendship started to form, it had to immediately end so they could move.

Black eyes stared at the human, mouth open, throat wishing it could say an apology for her harsh words. With a pout and a rather conflicted yet softly said “Come back here tomorrow at this same time, okay?”, the Borrower scampered off, looking to never tell another bean saw her.

#OutOfBalloons #Guest Muse #charbonneaux #Party Games! (Memes)#answered asks #((let the super smol have friends ok))#((i wanna write arrietty a lot but? i still worry that her height is gonna make issues with interactions?))#((along with the whole 'can't be seen by legit anyone' thing. which she. constantly breaks tbh))

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