{RP-Mikau}{Hiatus}Legatum Perpetua

"... My final message... Will you listen to it?"Indie Mikau from Majora's MaskMun is 24 Shares a mun with Director-ScarletSidebar image by Ocean-Rabbit

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~Open~

The guitarist yawns and stretches as he slowly swims towards the surface, moving his fins around, trying to wake them, get the blood circulating in them. He’d been sleeping on the bottom of the ocean for at least a year, after all. He was muddy, starving, and would kill for a nice, warm grilled fish. He’d fed on plankton in his sleep, though. Emaciated and tired, he surfaced, enjoying the sun for the first time in a year.  He was swimming lazily on his back when he noticed someone on the beach. Curious, he changed his course towards them.

[poisson-des-trefonds]

Out Of Ballad - Hiatus

So...

This muse here as abandoned me.

I apologize to all of you still waiting for a reply on my part. As of now, I’m on hiatus. I don’t know how long it will last or if Mikau will ever come back.

I really liked what I had here, the Zelda fandom is nice.

You can hit me up on Skype, as I tend to RP a bit on there. --> director-scarlet

Thank you, guys. Have fun!

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Reblog if you RP smut

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[hellsingxmisfits]

fyeahrpmemes:

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[those-crazy-meme-nights]

Your muse is in a frisky mood, Send "You're All Mine!" For my Muses reaction to yours pinning mine down on their bed.

[bunchofrpmemes]

Send me a “❕” and a number (or ‘random’ for a random number)

And I’ll make a starter where my muse sees yours wearing:

A tuxedo/ballgown

A bathing suit

Workout gear

A hospital gown

A prison jumpsuit

A toga

Snow gear

A lab coat

A party hat

A police badge

An enormous diamond

Pajamas and bunny slippers

A superhero cape

A hazmat suit

Army camouflage

A Halloween mask

A plaster cast

Lingerie

My muse’s clothes

Nothing

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Closed RP with

[poisson-des-trefonds]

BEN stared with wide eyes at the Zora, ears back and shoulders tense from surprise. He put a finger to his eye, feeling the cold liquid. It wasn’t all that bad to be honest… he was just so… scared by being woken up by a giant fish fingering his face. He relaxed though, he was too tired to be all panicky. Besides, this guy just wanted to help.

“I uh… I don’t have my eyes… My eyes are gone” He informed the Zora casually. He yawned and rubbed at his eye before squirming out of his blanket and snuggling back down on the log with it. He would normally flip out on anyone who dared to disturb him, never mind touch him, but he was just tired. Tired, warm and snuggly.

“It’s okay… They always bleed. I’m fine.” He looked at the Zora again, tilting his head

“Doesn’t that sand get everywhere? You’re not really wearing much…”

“Ya can see without eyes!?” It was one of the only questions that his brain could manage to formulate. It was so weird to be able to see without eyes!    Even stranger yet was that the kid didn’t even seem phased by the knowledge of having blood pouring out of his sockets!  “Errr, yea…Sand gets stuck between mah scales. Reeeealll uncomfortable. Takes forever to get rid of.”

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“Yeah, call it a gift and a curse. Sometimes I see stuff coming out of my body that just grosses the hell out of me.” Resting his head down, he struggled to hold in a sneeze before turning his attention to the fire. It was so calming to watch

“If you want to get all the sand out, try using hair gel. It holds onto the sand but washes out easier over time. It’s not immediate but it makes it feel like theres no sand at all until it all cleans itself out” Knowing how to get sand out of fish scales was kinda weird knowledge… But then again his host body did managed to die in the zora mask. Traumatizing, but eh, it was a body. And soon the mask was off.

“What was that cold stuff I felt you puttin in my eye hole?”

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“Ewww. Ah sure would freak out if ah saw stuff comin’ out mah body...”  He carefully eyed the kid for a long while with a mix of curiosity and concern. But strangely, even if there was still blood seeping from his eye sockets, he seemed.... Well... Normal ?  “What is hair gel?” He inquired, curiosity piqued. Zora didn’t have hair of their own, and the prospect of putting something in something they didn’t even have was a bit... Weird. “Heh. It’s a bit o’ Zora slime.” He blinked a few times and sheepishly grinned at the other.

[poisson-des-trefonds]

Mikau jumped a little when Zelda’s heavy bag hit the floor. He had been so absorbed by his reading that he hadn’t heard her coming, but there was no missing the loud thud near his feet. He put his bookmark in his book and closed it, turning his full attention to the blonde woman.   He chuckled at her constant babbling and exasperatedly shook his head, a smirk spreading on his thin lips and cutting her short in her verbiage. “’s alright, Queenie. No need ta explain. Now yer here, so let’s get ta work.” He stretched his toned arms over his head and then bent to a side, plunging his hands in his backpack. He fished out a pencil case and virgin notebook and placed them on the table, near his coffee cup. “I didn’t know what ya’d like ta drink, so I didn’t order ya anythin’.”

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“Oh, it’s alright! I can get some tea later!” Zelda smiled sheepishly at the other, booting up her laptop and trying to set up as soon as fast as she could, opening the folder and spreading out the notes and fixing her hair quickly.

“I feel so bad, I’m the one who said to meet up here, and I was late and eveything and oogh.” She shrank behind her the screen, looking more and more flustered as she kept on talking, peeking over at the other. “B-But anyway, what are we supposed to do with these notes again?”

[poisson-des-trefonds]

“Yer so out of it, ain’t ya?” He said softly, taking a slow sip of his own coffee cup. “Mh. We need t’write a thousand words essay on ‘Why one shouldn’t use their car on a daily basis’. “ He snorted a laugh and took another sip. “It shouldn’t take that long, anyways. Ah prefer joggin’ anyways.”

[we-the-zora]

"Papa?" The young Zora tugged lightly at Mikau's leg fin to get his attention. "Can ya tell Mama she is brutiful?"

“Mmm?” The guitarist perked up from his practice, moving his guitar aside to glance downward at his offspring. Mikau offered him a warm smile as he set his vehicle aside to reach out for them, picking them up to set them in his lap. “Now why don’tcha tell mama that yourself? She already knows that I think she’s beautiful. Would you like to come with me - and we both tell her?”

[poisson-des-trefonds]

The tiny Zora poked his dad’s stomach in retaliation, a laughing and giggling mess. “Ya’ll come wif me ?”

[we-the-zora]

“Sure thing I’ll come with ya!” The musical prodigy chimed as he reached out, carefully picking the boy up to get up from his chair and set him down so he could get off of his seat.

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Tiny fingers grabbed the adult’s leg-fin since the toddler was too small to reach for his father’s hand.  “I’ll be as giant as ya someday?” Palmed feet hurried on the floor and he tugged at his father’s fin. “Daddy, ya too slow!”

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Out of Ballad: Dropping Threads

I am so sorry that it comes to that, but I can’t find it in me to reply to the following threads. I apologize for that. Dropped threads:

(15/29/07)Under The Protection Of The Wood Keeper with Ask-Loki-And-Nuada

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Fated Encounter

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Mikau frowned, his scaly eyebrows furrowing in concentration. He vaguely recalled fleeing for the Zora Hall back in Termina. He had no clue how he would get back home or where his own was. He only hoped that the other Zoras, members of the IndigoGos, friends and closest thing to a family he ever had, were safe. A deep sigh flew past his lips as he closed his eyes, admitting what could he considered as a defeat. He had no idea where he was or how much time had passed since the attack. He however smiled a little at Link and slowly shook his head. “Not really. I just wanna get out of this thing. Kinda cramped in here.”

[poisson-des-trefonds]

.fata-et-tempus:

{↮} – Link understood. It was probably very uncomfortable in the basin. Zoras could survive on land for a little while, but they eventually needed to return to the water. He was unsure if he would be accepted in the Zora Domain since he was technically an outsider. He remembered the first time he went there… they were not the most friendly of people. 

“You are… welcome to my bed to be…comfy.” He crossed his arms and sat back in his chair. He had to think. Maybe he could bring him to the Domain… but there is always the chance of him getting rejected…

“I can take you… to the Zora Domain. Could be more…comfortable?”

“Yer mistaken, friendo. It’s Zora Fountain. Not Domain.” At least that was how it was where he was from. Well, it was possible that the Zoras from this country lived in a place called Domain. It was so weird thinking of those Zoras he didn’t know of. Kind of a new tribe. It was frightening and exciting at the same time. “Am not sure both yer bed, pal. I’m kinda slick. Will smear all over yer blankets. Terminians aren’t so found o’ that,” he said with a strained chuckle. “But thanks for da offer!” Then he yawned and displayed two rows of shark-like teeth and stretched his palmed feet. “Tho... If ya have a change o’ blankets, I wouldn’t pass up on dat offer.”

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A few pair of curious dark eyes looked at the visitor through cracks between the heavy wooden planks nailed in the rocky surface of the dome. Growls and whistles could be heard from the other side as a few Zoras communicated among themselves. 

Coming from father in the grotto, a low guttural growl echoed over the wisps of communication. The curious onlookers became silent and stepped aside, letting a tall, bulky male Zora walk to the planks. “What are ya doin’ outside in such a weather?” Shark-like eyes fixed on the red-haired, frail man. Curiosity was evident in his gaze, but also a bit of anxiousness. 

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Majora smiled, cupping his hands lightly to his chest over his heart (or at least where a Hylian would have a heart).  “Oh, thank you so much for the audience~” he said, getting into the role of subservient supplicant. 

“Are you the Zora in charge here?  Please, I must ask that you let me in.  I’ve just escaped those nasty pirates and washed up on your shore… just in time for a storm, to boot!  Please help me.  I am injured and I can’t even swim…  I’ll die out here!”

This was all a lie, and a rather theatrical one at that, but Majora was deathly curious about the Zora and getting in to see their domain…  He was always curious about new peoples, new cities, new places to pick apart.  The sort of curiosity that leads a child to tear the wings off of insects.

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“Ya dealt with da pirates ? Ya have some weird Goddess watchin’ over ya, friend, if yer still alive after that!” Without breaking eye contact with the newcomer, he slightly turned his head to his left and growled to the other Zoras. As soon as the sound finished echoing in the stone entrance, a few of them were hurrying to the planks and prying them open for the red-haired man. “Come on in. Better go deeper inside. Safer.”

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Soft sand crunching beside his head jerked the Zora awake. He yelped as he noticed that someone was actually looming over him, and bolted upright.The too-bright sun made him wince, even as he shielded his eyes from the burning rays with a hand. “O-Oi.” The male’s voice was rough, both from sleep and disuse. Something about that person was unsettling. Mikau had never been one to believe in what his little voices had been telling him, but this time they were literally screaming at him to get away. The newcomer hadn’t said a thing or moved, but a heavy weight settled itself in the Zora’s stomach, a mix of curiosity, caution and fear.  “I can help ya with sumthin’?”

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Indeed he can. The Dark King never liked showing his anger towards his subjects, but a being of light meant nothing to him. Why should hew care for this subject of the pathetic light? You shouldn’t.

He could see the others fear, although they did not act upon it. Identifying what people were afraid of was a necessary thing for his duty, although his next actions weren’t going to be a part of his role within the world.

“I believe you will, Very Soon.” He ends this with a quiet, ominous, chuckle.

[poisson-des-trefonds]

The other’s answer made the Zora shiver and he uncomfortably shifted his weight,  scratching his arm with his hand. Mikau definitely wasn’t at ease with this weird fellow so close, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. Right? It’s not like he never had to deal with other unsettling people. But this one was in a category of its own. He nervously licked his pale blue lips, tongue a darker shade snaking from between them. “So.... What can I do ?”

[poisson-des-trefonds]

No need for the Song of Healing!

“Yur favorite guitarist’s not dead! Am taking a swim in da Great Bay, but ah’ll be back soon!’

[director-scarlet]

Out Of Bitchslaps

Heh. Finally back on Tumblr. I’m so sorry if I have been scarce. I wasn’t even lurking. Long story short, I started working at a new place,and it’s really nice! Though it’s been so long since the last time I worked that whenever I come back after a shift, I almost fall asleep right on the spot :P I need to build some kind of a routine, but expect me to come back in a few days more actively!  I love you guys, and I miss you, too! 

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Closed RP with

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The little Hylian had left his stuff scattered about, shells, hats, marshmallows and his boots. He was kicking slightly in his sleep and whimpering, having nightmares about the day he too drowned. It was a lot more twisted than the death of the hero alone. BEN had to forge his own watery route to the grave.

He was starting to shiver in his sleep, reaching for a blanket that wasn’t there. Then suddenly there was one. A rather odd black and bright green blanket that looked severely out of place. Still the boy napped, really needing it.

When the Zora tenderly touched the bleeding flesh of his eye socket, BEN woke up with a startled yalp and almost fell off the log. Tangled in the blanket somehow kept him on the log.

“Wh-What’s going on?!?” BEN gasped in confusion, shock and mild anger. He looked like a scared confused kid who just got woken up by the creature from the black lagoon

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The Zora yelped, removed his hand and fell on his butt, surprised at the sleeping kiddo’s sudden start. He brought his liquid-covered finger to his nostrils and inhaled the scent. It smelled like blood. Then his blue tongue lapped at it. Tasted like blood, too.  “Ya have blood on yer face! Ya alright?!”  Concern was clearly etched on the shaken Zora, even as he hurried to his feet and crouched near the stump, eyebrows twisted with worry. The sand was seeping between the scales on his butt and knees, and it made the Zora quite uncomfortable. He ignored the feeling for now, though, and reached again for the youngster’s face.

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BEN stared with wide eyes at the Zora, ears back and shoulders tense from surprise. He put a finger to his eye, feeling the cold liquid. It wasn’t all that bad to be honest… he was just so… scared by being woken up by a giant fish fingering his face. He relaxed though, he was too tired to be all panicky. Besides, this guy just wanted to help.

“I uh… I don’t have my eyes… My eyes are gone” He informed the Zora casually. He yawned and rubbed at his eye before squirming out of his blanket and snuggling back down on the log with it. He would normally flip out on anyone who dared to disturb him, never mind touch him, but he was just tired. Tired, warm and snuggly.

“It’s okay… They always bleed. I’m fine.” He looked at the Zora again, tilting his head

“Doesn’t that sand get everywhere? You’re not really wearing much…”

[poisson-des-trefonds]

“Ya can see without eyes!?” It was one of the only questions that his brain could manage to formulate. It was so weird to be able to see without eyes!    Even stranger yet was that the kid didn’t even seem phased by the knowledge of having blood pouring out of his sockets!  “Errr, yea...Sand gets stuck between mah scales. Reeeealll uncomfortable. Takes forever to get rid of.”

[poisson-des-trefonds]

I'll be working on replies tonight!! Also, I start working tomorrow morning, which is good! Love you guys!

[poisson-des-trefonds]

Out of Ballad

Mikau is still being a douche and doesn’t wanna cooperate. At least for now. He poked his ugly face this morning. Hopefully he’ll be back soon to work on those god damned replies!  I’m so sorry for those of you still waiting on him :(