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HEY GUYS i know i havent been active here (trust me im not ignoring this blog just school werk). But i HAVE been on my twitter if ya’ll are curious
Raspberry, cranberry?
FRUIT || ACCEPTING
raspberry - favorite flower?
“Sage.” He replies rather quickly, “Burning it gives a nice aroma.”
cranberry - favorite time of the day?
“I prefer dusk and night over the day.” The night is usually when the UMAs came out of their hiding. He liked it then, to be able to talk to which he considered both sibling and child.
peach, tangelo, nectarine, apricot, and orange (becasue i just really like orangey colored fruits.)
FRUIT || ACCEPTING
peach - do you have any piercings or tattoos?
“I have several piercings, but I only really use the ones on my ears.” He tapped his gold earrings to make a point. His piercings were plentiful however most of which had closed due to the lack of use of each. “I don’t consider these tattoos, they’re more like markings.” A tattoo implied that there was a form of ink that was stitched onto him. The red painted all over the left side of his body was more or less of type of contract.
tangelo - if you could be any mythical creature, which would you be?
“I don’t think about those ridiculous things.” He shook his head. The weight of Le Mu was close enough to a mythical creature to him, and that alone was a burden. “I guess a feathered serpent.”
nectarine - do you consider yourself to be an emotional person?
Solo couldn’t help but laugh at the absurd presumption. “To other people, no.” Lest it was anger. Otherwise emotions weren’t something that Solo indulged in with other people. “Unless Mu is involved I don’t think I am.”
orange - do you have long eyelashes?
That’s a weird question! He didn’t know. He wasn’t the type to gawk at himself in the mirror. “I guess?”
kiwi, apricot
FRUIT || ACCEPTING
kiwi - what’s something that fascinates you?
“The ocean.” It’s a simple reply for something he finds more horrifying than fascinating. The depths of the ocean, whatever was in there, it scared him to no end. Those sea monsters, with their teeth, and the UMAs that wandered those seas even more disgusting than the rest. Their bloated bodies, grossly appendages, and the grotesque ways their bodies moved. His fascination was HORROR.
apricot - what do you do when you’re sad?
“I sit in solitude and wait for it to go away.” Though it was much more complicated than that. Often times he indulged in prayer, but more often than not it was singing that kept the sadness at bay. But even then those familiar Murian tunes would let the sadness seep deeper into his soul. It was a Russian roulette and it destroyed him inside.
Kiwi, please!
FRUIT || ACCEPTING
kiwi - what’s something that fascinates you?
“Ruins of old civilizations.” Those were always the best. To creep through grounds that have been long abandoned to time, exploring ancient caves and crumbling cities. A sweet treat was always finding sculptures and paintings of their life prior to whatever led to their destruction. To find it untouch was even better. A moment lost in time.
“Most of them have been affected by Mu. But sometimes I’ll find one that hasn’t been.” And he’d let those places rest and leave them untouched.
send me a fruit
peach: do you have any piercings or tattoos?
raspberry: favorite flower?
lemon: do you have any pets? what are their names?
mango: what is your trademark?
passion fruit: how would you describe your style?
pineapple: sexual orientation?
strawberry: favorite desserts?
cherry: can you play any musical instruments or can you sing?
grape: if you could take a vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go?
banana: favorite horror movies?
blackberry: is your life an action film, a comedy, a romantic comedy, or drama?
pomegranate: when do you feel the most confident?
cantaloupe: what are your parents' names?
guava: dark & dramatic makeup or natural makeup?
tangelo: if you could be any mythical creature, which would you be?
plum: favorite clothing brands?
coconut: favorite perfume?
lychee: satin or lace?
blueberry: what do you want to dress up as for halloween?
apple: what do you use more, tumblr or twitter?
kiwi: what's something that fascinates you?
watermelon: do you have a job? if so, what is your job title?
papaya: what song describes your aesthetic?
cranberry: favorite time of the day; morning, afternoon, dusk, or night?
nectarine: would you consider yourself an emotional person?
orange: do you have long eyelashes?
apricot: what do you do when you're sad?
star fruit: favorite sea creature?
dragonfruit: do you drink alcohol?
(Lyra) "Your face is gonna be stuck like that if you keep on making those faces. That is, if it isn't already."
A deep frown crossed his face, probably already helping the case that Lyra was trying to make. “And you just came here to ogle me? Have you thought that its people like you that make me always like this?”
To which Laplace laughed at Solo. “She does have a point. You could do to smile once in awhile...” and Solo’s frown became an outright look of disgust and anger.
[Hugs you quickly and runs into a Black Hole] Roo Roo
“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”
“Get back here!”
I've eaten your earrings.
“I’ll just split your stomach open and take them back!”
i’m kinda busy with the final cronch of college so i’ll be slow BUT feel free to send in asks (ill get to those quicker :>)
laplace why don't you play games with Solo instead of deleting his save files? Or is Solo even a loner in virtual reality?
Solo answered for the UMA. “It isn’t the type to play those kinds of games. Laplace thinks teasing me is better than playing with me.” The cryptic laughed in its messes of buzzes.
“Its so fun to see your reactions. The frustration is almost as funny as seeing your blood lust.” Laplace draped its arms over the boy’s shoulders from behind him, laying its head upon Solo’s head. “Our singing is a type of game, isn’t it? Tell them that.”
“That’s prayer, and I won’t. Besides your singing is annoying.”
“Says you who sang with me.”
ever wonder how different your life would be if that one thing never happened
ASKJACKANDCORVUS
“Yes. A million bucks.” oh man his jaw stung and the swelling already started, everything with a lisp “Being like…two, three? Waiting the nukes come froth the sky. Can never go back. Too radiated.” Corvus dodged a bit, then tanked some hits, in ways to get the two being away from the kids, before unleashing the red flames he threatened them with. If you look closely there’s a beak withing Corvus beak unleashing the flames.
“Oh you so silly. Do you think so little of people?” he laughed, before cringing in pain, “It’s harder tho lithe with then you think.” he then sighed, “Why not? If it’s less then you could just laugh. It could help give perspective. And yes before you wonder I was told to try and be nicer. I doth really get it.” he’s rambling now probably from the nasty hit. “Go ahead and prove it. Prove how much it hurt.” before charging in with a few more punches, “CAUSE I SURE AS HELL WILL!!”
He could not relate to the other, nor could he even remember that which bound Mu to Oblivion all those years. Everything prior to that was lost. To what he lost in the end he wasn’t so sure. An identity? Family? But it wasn’t anything Solo was going to divulge to Jack. No, only a piece of a puzzle. That was all.
Laplace merely hissed towards Corvus upon being hit once or twice. It thought the other weak and pathetic, and it opened its maw to screech at the other to leave the two of them be. The flames did little, and only made it angrier. “To what end must we take this? How low a civilization to instigate a worthless fight.” Solo did nothing to help Laplace for it could take care of itself. To which it did. Pouncing upon the other and attempting to dig its claws within the EM-Being as if to open its armor up and break its jaw and sink the teeth down into it. It was like a cat to its avian feast.
Solo wanted to grind Jack’s face into the cement. “People are lying garbage only living to further their own ends. They’re deceitful and pests at best.” Jack’s rage only made Solo look down upon him further. Jack’s fist connected to Solo’s Mu Rejection and the Murian gracefully blocked the other punch. “You’re not obligated to know about what happened to me,” he spat. And in response to Jack’s punches he shoved the other away. “Do you desperately want to know about my past? About Mu? You’ll accomplish nothing either way.”
EM DUALISM
“..Like a Visualizer,” Pat noted privately. Like Geo’s, he tried not to think. Sure, Wizards and the like could be seen just fine, so it wasn’t as stunning as it used to be, but this person standing before him was something he’d never seen before. “And… you’re right. When it comes to anything that might be interesting… I just haven’t gotten involved. They wouldn’t let me get involved, even if I wanted to. The Satella Police hardly wants a thing to do with me. Maybe this Transcode thing says otherwise… I’ve never really known. Do you ever feel like you’re being watched over like that?”
“It’s not as if I haven’t looked into this planet’s most primitive languages,” Gemini distastefully regarded the other EM being. He wasn’t completely fluent in Murian, but by the looks of it, it was enough to get the gist. The comment of himself being ‘disappointing’ got to him much more than any words or actions against his entire planet would. “I would have figured with such a violent species that traditions like that would go and die out into nothing already. Why are you still clinging to it when everything’s moved on without you?”
The green-haired boy eyed his ‘partner’ with a stressed look, irritation lingering just below the surface. He’d wanted to hang on to this lasting moment of relaxation. Of being in total control and not feeling pressured to do anything. Why did it have to be ruined now? But he knew if he lost himself, Rey would only come back. Sucking in a quiet yet heavy breath, he tried to keep speaking to Solo instead, his voice gone to an overly delicate quiet. “…Please… excuse him. We’re likely just wasting your time.”
So the other was in some way associated with Satella, though not in the manner that Solo had expected. He should have figured they were finicky with that sort of thing but it wasn’t really his problem nor should he care over things like that. “They bother me like a pest. I almost envy you.” Almost was the key word. He wished they take the hint and be done with them. He’d only ever let the name Satella grace his lips in a positive manner was if he felt deeply compelled to. They did hold the closest thing he’ll ever get to an official identity after all.
Solo rolled his eyes at the EM-Being and Laplace hardly graced the other a look of acknowledgment. He felt insulted that the other would call his language primitive. Barely anyone cared to learn of its complex dialect and cared even less to learn how to read it. Barely giving the other’s master another look, he engaged in the other’s talk. “You must be confused with another language. Murian is nothing primitive.”
“But the attempt to learn is almost admirable. Don’t you think? A shame that it would hardly be used.” Laplace looked towards Solo but expected no reply. It hardly expected on from its master.
“Because once I do then Mu will truly be dead.” Its an honest answer, the most honest in which Solo would ever utter to anyone. “Mu might be gone but it still lives on in me. If I turn my back on my culture than I’m as dead as the rest of my home.” Those 12000 years in Oblivion wasn’t going to be put to waste to just forget what he considered home. It would be dishonorable to his God and also to all those that died to seal Mu.
things solo will kick your ass for: abusing murian tech, things about bonds what solo might kick your ass for: disrespecting him what solo will not kick your ass for: genuinely asking a question about his culture and why he clings to it