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hello. this is a multimuse for characters that i have created for a thing that i am writing. they are based in a zombie apocalypse setting. if you want to know more about them click here .
if you want to start writing click here for florence. click here for cassandra.
want to help me out ? click here for my interest tracker.
if you have questions ? message me !
sorry that @fairolympia and i are gonna write together again aka we’re gonna be annoying on dash
i’m struggling to find a REASON for florence to go with cass. like a push that would make sense. i think rosa has to like ??? know something that convinces cass to not only let her come with her but also would push florence to go with them. something that would mean the end of the outbreak. they heard of a cross-country situation but since they’re all on the eastern part of the country things haven’t spread. the government isn’t communicating ? the country is too big and electronic communication has ended. also can touch on the way i hate.... land in the united states and how much of it exists.
MAKO
𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙮. that was the safe place at school, where nobody would talk to him and teachers wouldn’t give him sideways looks in classes where he just sits in silence anyway. the public library is a great place in the city, too — a place he can go after school if he needs, a place he and bolin can hunker down when things are really bad. he’d love to see a library again, even if he’s pretty sure it’ll be torn apart, ransacked, and waterlogged from the elements by now. “ 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, ” he answers, stooping down to pick up some nuts — any food is food to hold onto. “ 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀, 𝗶 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗶’𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘆. 𝗶 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻, 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝗿𝘆, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝘂𝗯𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀. ” maybe bolin will, but not cass.
she stops, body fills the position needed without any thought needed. when he stoops down to pick up remnants of food her body automatically presses itself against a wall. it’s a split second, a passing moment, but she’s quick to become a guard. she doesn’t reflect on it, maybe she will later. maybe she’ll write about it. a huff of air escapes her nostrils at the mention of poetry. “ yeah, definitely not a poet, ” shoulders seem to have the tension lifted off of it when they talk. maybe cassandra has to realize that life isn’t worse with friends. that it’s okay to not always be the one protecting. “ poems hide what’s actually happening, the actual truth. also most poetry just sucks. ”
CATRA
the pushes were a surprise. catra stumbles in them, falling flat on her ass before the barrel of the gun is pointed toward her. she’s wordless for a moment, and then a laugh bubbles up in her throat. she’s chuckling at first, then tears sting her eyes from trying to hold it in. soon her hands rest on her stomach and her head lays on the ground, the laughter too much to contain. ❛ damn, flower. nice job. i didn’t think you had it in you. ❜ eyes raise to look back at the weapon and the girl holding it, and catra goes as far as to prop herself on her elbows. ❛ so ? are you going to shoot me ? c’mon, you gotta be angry enough to. so why not ? what’s stopping you ? ❜
her hands grip the rifle tighter as catra laughs, eyes widening. florence isn’t one to curse, but what the fuck ? she shakes her head, not wanting the girl on the floor get in her head. she was in control here. she had the gun. she had the power. why was she shaking ? she could feel her feet digging themselves into the ground, forcing her to make a decision. had florence ever killed ? actually killed ? no. had she wanted to ? everyday. so what was stopping her ? her eyes narrowed at catra, still shaking.
oh florence, don’t fool yourself.
she pulls the trigger, bullet blasting, right next to catra’s head, piercing through the earth. her face is stiff, stone, as she lowers the rifle, turning her back on the girl on the floor. she has nothing to say.
GLIMMER
“ HOW’RE YOU FEELING ? ” she enters the room alone after having gathered a small tray of rations from perfuma. glimmer extends the food like an olive branch, the soft ( yet exhuausted ) look in her eyes whispering that she’s ready to behave. civil conversation among strangers to the alliance she had crafted from the ground up isn’t her strong suit. “ extra rough one out there today, huh ? i managed to wrench all this away from my crew for you. i’m guessing you haven’t … eaten yet. ”
@scavengeds <3′d. // for cassandra.
CASSANDRA IS ALWAYS CAUTIOUS WITH GROUPS, they’re dangerous. she knows better than to trust them, some are straight up cults, others just gangs. either ways they’re just larger resource shares, larger pools of people to have survivors’ guilt for. there is no difference in survival rates. she’s done the math. it is temporary comfort for permanent trauma. she’s had enough of that. but the food calls to her, stomach growls. she’s not part of them. if they’re offering food, she can take some without needing to give anything back. “ thanks, ” she takes the tray, having to hold herself back from immediately devouring everything on it. “ and yeah. not great. ” she doesn’t remember it anymore though. she never does.
OLYMPIA
i can tell she doesn’t like me. florence is her name, her mother told me. i can tell by the way she looks at me that she doesn’t want me here, that she must think foul of me. it’s hard to think well of anyone in a world where people are destroying each other as fast as the common enemy is. i give her a small smile, an attempt to seem harmless, innocent, nice.
❝ do you have any water? ❞
she nods, eyes softening almost immediately at the smile. florence doubts herself, her guarded walls are made of paper. a paper castle made by a scared child. so easily knocked down. for the chance at friendship. she’s quick to pour the water, still hot from being boiled. twice. she makes her way back, clearing her throat to alert her presence before entering. “ here you go. ” she hands the glass over, wringing her hands for a bit before... “ are you... where are you from ? your accent isn’t from around here. ”
NOI
during this time, any friend living is considered a miracle. so many are dead, others lost ( probably dead. they’re probably dead. ) but noi finds herself back, back to see her friend. most of their friends are dead. but hey — at least lucky noi made it out alive. she looks at the coffee, nodding. something to keep her warm. but this situation isn’t ideal. “ sure. i wish i was dead. ”
both girls were younger the last time they saw each other, unsure that this would have happened. there’s a pang of guilt that hits cassandra, realizing that she hadn’t even checked. that she honestly didn’t care to check. is that all friends meant to her ? is that why she’s survived so long ? the two weren’t the closest, often butting heads due to how similar their temperaments were. she doubts this would be any different. she’s not here to form alliances... but company wouldn’t be too bed. she passes over her coffee, something she takes as sacred. “ that’s not funny. but... yeah i agree. ”
MAKO
𝙬𝙝𝙤’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙨, 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙠. his gaze doesn’t falter at the sight of the death. sometimes, bolin still flinches. sometimes, mako still catches him with misty eyes, especially if the bodies are too small. but mako can’t remember the last time he felt enough to feel anything from the unknown dead. he has to put those pieces of him away a long time ago. now, he just casts cursory glances to see if they’ve got anything useful on their corpses. “ 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚒’𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝. ” i’ll read anything. “ 𝚒 — 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜, 𝚒 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜. ” back in their old group, mako gets made fun of for that, whenever they catch him reading or combing through scrap piles for books. he tells cass the truth with a mixture of trepidation and prickly defense.
she nods, barely registering what he says. just another fun fact. despite their weeks together, she still wasn’t ready to attach. she still wasn’t ready to remember anything about him. about either of them. no matter how much she wants to. her eyes are observing still, looking above them, darting behind their shoulders just in case, analyzing every corner before they pass it. “ not a lot of those around anymore, huh ? maybe we can find shelter in a library one night then. ” small talk, no promises. she jots a note in her head. if they make it to a holiday, she has to get him books.
“ what kind of books ? ”
who we ARE and who we NEED TO BE to survive are two V E R Y D I F F E R E N T things
History is truly the witness of times past, the light of truth, the messenger of antiquity; whose voice, but the orator’s, can entrust her to immortality?
Cicero, De Orator, Book II, chapter IX, section 36 (via vaeputodeusfio)
PERHAPS EAST AND WEST, can meet like a pair of lovers in the night ! indie multimuse w/ characters from avatar, shera, harry potter + more. penned by chloe.
find out which of my muses you are
ok so .... the quiz voted for a villain character and i .... that means i actually h ave to write a evil white woman huh :///
flower
SAWAYAMA by rina sawayama sentence starters.
“ i’m losing myself in the darkness of the world. “
“ catch me before i fall. “
“ saving myself is all i really know. “
“ the pain in my veins is hereditary. “
“ if all that’s i’m gonna be, won’t you break the chain with me? “
“ you gave me life. i nearly gave it away for the sake of my sanity. “
“ now it’s my time to make things right. “
“ when the heart wants what it wants, what can i do? “
“ the price we paid is unbelievable. “
“ where did it go awry? “
“ how come you don’t expect me to get mad when i’m angry? “
“ how come you don’t respect me? “
“ why don’t you just sit down and shut the fuck up? “
“ have you ever thought about taping your big mouth shut? because i have many times. “
“ patience is overrated. “
“ if you want is, come and get it. “
“ i’ve been done and through more friends than i can count on my fingertips. “
“ i am your medicine and your reality. “
“ can i just record you doing that? “
“ it’s just another day to pretend. “
“ i’m done waiting and anticipating. “
“ you should never be ashamed to have it all. “
“ don’t look at me. “
“ i can’t face who i can and can’t be. “
“ you say i’m misbehaving, but i’m just a kid, so save it. “
“ let me have an unforgettable time of my life. “
“ i went and messed up again, went against everything you said. “
“ though i’m stuck in the middle of it all, isn’t life so beautiful? “
“ isn’t life so beautiful? “
“ i bet you think i’m terrible, but you don’t know anything, not at all. “
“ if you can’t love yourself, how are you going to love somebody else? “
“ every day, i want to start over because i remind me of me. “
“ i gotta do right, be nice, smile just like a lady. “
“ well, i don’t care who you are. “
“ you can’t fix me, you can’t win. “
“ i know i got you what you want but, you wanted more than i got, ____. “
“ i can finally breathe. “
“ i’m so good at crashing in, making sparks and shit, but then i’m a bad friend. “
“ i’m a bad friend, so don’t ask me where i’ve been. “
“ it’s insane how things can change like that. “
“ put your hands up if you’re not good at this stuff. “
“ sometimes, i can only see the bad side of life. “
“ fuck this world, i’m leaving you. “
“ if i leave, then maybe i can start again. “
“ this is our mission impossible; may not be solvable, may not be viable, but it’s worth trying. “
“ for so long, i waited on you. “
“ i can’t forgive you like i did before. “
“ who’s gonna save you now? “
“ i wish you well, but go take it somewhere else. “
“ i gave it more than a fair shot even when they told me not to. “
“ who cares? whatever, i’ve heard it all before. “
“ people don’t know what they’re taking until it’s gone. “
“ they don’t know you like i know you. “
“ i just want your love all to myself. “
“ i know there’s nothing that i could say that hasn’t already been said. “
“ has it all gone to your head? “
“ if you’ve been through what i have, then you know what is true love. “
“ where do i belong? “
“ tell me your story and i’ll tell you mine. “
“ we don’t need to be related to relate. “
“ hand me a pen and i’ll rewrite the pain. “
“ when you’re ready, we’ll turn the page together. “
“ you are my chosen family. “
“ looking for forgiveness, i ran into your madness. “
“ fuck them if they don’t know what you’re made of. “
I love battle couples ok.
Fighting side by side. Trusting each other completely. Trying to protect each other. Casual banter in the middle of a fight. Their teamwork. Sparring each other to keep their skills sharp. Getting uncontrollably angry if the other gets hurt. Kissing each other when they’re victorious.
I seriously have a thing for battle couples.
