Starter call!
((Like this for a starter from our lovely florist.))
Misplaced Lens Cap

pixel skylines
dirt enthusiast
Not today Justin
Game of Thrones Daily
hello vonnie
d e v o n
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
I'd rather be in outer space đž
styofa doing anything
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
occasionally subtle

shark vs the universe
Peter Solarz

â

Discoholic đȘ©

romaâ
đȘŒ
KIROKAZE
trying on a metaphor

seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from Oman
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom

seen from T1
seen from Uruguay
seen from Qatar
seen from Qatar
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Iraq
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Russia
@pixlsandbutterflies
Starter call!
((Like this for a starter from our lovely florist.))
Memory 02:Another Meeting
âYouâre late. Did something happen?â
The florist looked at the man, Blumiere, in front of her. It was thirty minutes past their meeting time. Timpani hoped that nothing bad or worrisome happened to the man she had met a few days prior. After a quick sigh, the Count spoke.
âYes, my father caught me. Sneaking out of the castle wasnât easy after that.â
The girl knew it would be tricky to meet up again but to involve sneaking out was a trouble she did not imagine.
âI was worried you wouldnât come...â
Her head tilted to the side as she spoke. Her eyes looked down as well. Seeing this, Blumiere couldnât help but speak.
âYou are a strange girl.... You know what I am and yet you do not seem afraid.â
The florist popped her head towards the man. Her face was a soft smile, like the one he was greeted upon when waking up in her house. Though in the middle of speaking her smile turned into one of a frown,
âI donât care what you are. I just wanted to see you. Is that... Is that so wrong?â
Timpani looked at the man intently. This was a question she wanted an answer to. Was it wrong for one to wish to see another? The man shook his head.
âNo. No, of course not. I wanted to see you too....â
The count answered. The florist reacted with another smile. It seems this was the answer she was looking for.
âBlumiere... Do you mind if I sit next to you?â
She asked. The two were already sitting down, yet she wanted to be closer. Her heart was beating a little fast.
âPlease do, Timpani. Letâs return to our conversation. I must know more of you.â
The florist scooted over closer to the man as the two talked throughout the night.
Starter call!
((Like this for a starter from our lovely florist.))
Memory 01:How they met
She remembers the day well. The room was warm. The whole place was at peace. The young florist had prepared a bed and had bandaged a person whom she met at a cliff base. The man was wounded, no doubt from a fall. With help from people from her town, she managed to bring the stranger into her house. The manâs skin complexion was different. Perhaps they were from the Tribe of Darkness.
âUgh⊠Uuugh..âÂ
While preparing a meal, the florist heard a groan coming from the bed. She turned to see the stranger slowly sitting up, holding a hand to his right arm.Â
âYouâre awake at last?â
The girl greeted the other, a soft smile slipping onto the womanâs features. The man stared at the owner of the home, before moving his head around his surroundings
âWhere⊠am I? Is this a humanâs home? Bleecch!â
The man quickly moved as if to get away, but he gripped his right arm once more. The florist rushed to his aid.
âDpnât wiggle like that. I found you at the cliff base.You took quite a fall.â
The man once again stared at the girl. Of course, the girl didnât know why he seemed confused. Luckily for her, the man reveals his thoughts.
âYouâre a human, correct? I donâtâŠrepulse you? I am of the Tribe of DarknessâŠâ
At last, the woman understood why the man wanted to get away⊠Perhaps he didnât want to inconvenience anyone who would be repulsed. To this statement the girl shook her head and gave a smile.
âWhy would that matter? Anyone with a heart would not ignore an injured soul!â
That was the day their paths crossedâŠÂ
That day⊠That was the day their tragedy was set in motion.
âItâs been a long time. My mun finally stopped getting lazy and brought this blog.back.â
((Yooo! Iâm rebooting this blog again. Feel free to like or reblog if you wanna rp with a canon divergent Timpani from Super Paper Mario.))
Memory 01:How they met
She remembers the day well. The room was warm. The whole place was at peace. The young florist had prepared a bed and had bandaged a person whom she met at a cliff base. The man was wounded, no doubt from a fall. With help from people from her town, she managed to bring the stranger into her house. The manâs skin complexion was different. Perhaps they were from the Tribe of Darkness.
âUgh... Uuugh..âÂ
While preparing a meal, the florist heard a groan coming from the bed. She turned to see the stranger slowly sitting up, holding a hand to his right arm.Â
âYouâre awake at last?â
The girl greeted the other, a soft smile slipping onto the womanâs features. The man stared at the owner of the home, before moving his head around his surroundings
âWhere... am I? Is this a humanâs home? Bleecch!â
The man quickly moved as if to get away, but he gripped his right arm once more. The florist rushed to his aid.
âDpnât wiggle like that. I found you at the cliff base.You took quite a fall.â
The man once again stared at the girl. Of course, the girl didnât know why he seemed confused. Luckily for her, the man reveals his thoughts.
âYouâre a human, correct? I donât...repulse you? I am of the Tribe of Darkness...â
At last, the woman understood why the man wanted to get away... Perhaps he didnât want to inconvenience anyone who would be repulsed. To this statement the girl shook her head and gave a smile.
âWhy would that matter? Anyone with a heart would not ignore an injured soul!â
That was the day their paths crossed...Â
That day... That was the day their tragedy was set in motion.
Send Me a symbol for how you feel
â I want to roleplay with you
âž I want to plot with you
†I want to ship with you
â„ I have roleplayed with you and it was great
⊠I sort of secretly ship a thing with your muse(s)
â· I wish our characters was friends
âą I like your characters
â± I donât like your characters
⣠I like the way you express your muse(s)
â« I donât like the way you express your muse(s)
⏠I feel like your characters are underdeveloped
â I donât agree on all your headcanons
⥠I agree on all your headcanons
â Your blog is one of my favs
⊠I like seeing you on my dash
â” I donât follow you for roleplay
â§ I wish you would notice me
â© You intimidate me
âȘ You seem like a cool person
âș Youâre hard to approach
â» I wish you werenât so shy
â I look up to you
â I love your art
â I love the way you write
* I want to learn to know you
# Iâm too shy to approach to you
â We should talk!
â„ *Your choice what to write*
Character Development Questions: Hard Mode
Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?
What is/was your characterâs relationship with their mother like?
What is/was your characterâs relationship with their father like?
Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?
On an average day, what can be found in your characterâs pockets?
Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?
Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?
Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?
Is your characterâs current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?
Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?
In what situation was your character the most afraid theyâve ever been?
In what situation was your character the most calm theyâve ever been?
Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?
Does your character remember names or faces easier?
Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?
Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?
What was your characterâs favorite toy as a child?
Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?
What is your characterâs biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?
In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?
If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?
What does your character like in other people?
What does your character dislike in other people?
How quick is your character to trust someone else?
How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?
How does your character behave around children?
How does your character normally deal with confrontation?
How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?
What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?
What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?
Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.
Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.
In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?
Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didnât work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?
How does your character behave around people they like?
How does your character behave around people they dislike?
Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?
Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?
Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)?
How does your character treat people in service jobs?
Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?
Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?
Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?
How easy or difficult is it for your character to say âI love you?â Can they say it without meaning it?
What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?
((Tfw you mistake Merlon and Merlee.))
§§
Despite this being facts, a lot of these are probably headcanons.
Unlike Blumiereâs parents, Timpaniâs parents were surprisingly accepting of her relationship with Blumiere
Blumiere is Timpaniâs very first love. Lucky her.
§
Despite this being facts, a lot of these are probably headcanons.
Timpaniâs Tattle ability comes from high intuition when she was human. The pixl transformation amplified that intuition where she is now able to tell anotherâs stats and information.
§
Despite this being facts, a lot of these are probably headcanons.
I like to imagine Timpani being a florist before the whole thing with Blumiere/Count Bleck happened.
§!
Despite this being facts, a lot of these are probably headcanons.
The reason why Timpaniâs pixl form is a butterfly is because Merleeâs pixl transformation relies on the memories of the user. Her favorite insect is a butterfly.Â
For every § I receive I will say one random fact about my muse
â- (( A visitor from above! This is a new (technically, rebooted (from followgenosroutehere)), indie RP blog for the character GENO from SUPER MARIO RPG: LEGEND OF THE SEVEN STARS!! Heâs a respectable, kind star spirit, despite the fact that a walking, talking possessed puppet could be seen as kinda creepy. Heâs got a real burning sense of justice, and is quick to confront evil and deny itâs reign! Heâs got a real sense of confidence and enthusiasm about him, but heâs also known to be quite the sage-like figure, offering helpful advice when you need it most! ))
   (( Please, give this post a LIKE or REBLOG if youâd be down to interact with him! ))
âItâs been a long time. My mun finally stopped getting lazy and brought this blog.back.â
((Yooo! Iâm rebooting this blog again. Feel free to like or reblog if you wanna rp with a canon divergent Timpani from Super Paper Mario.))
mintycoo:
đŸÂ âAw! and here to think all my stuffâs either natural or store made! I hope I get to have a good friend like thatâŠ~â They werenât blind to the implications at all, in fact soaking up the idea with an airy sigh. âAnd the actual design of course. I also love rainbows, but that doesnât mean theyâre what suits me? Ah yesâŠâ The gears were clearly turning in their brain, enjoying this conversation already.
âMaybe you should try to make something. I hear itâs very rewarding. Who knows, you could be that good friend to someone else?â Timpani continued to smile. This conversation seems fun so far.
âHm... I would saaay.. I think something blue or green suits you.â