This little animation offers you a little look at all the characters I have.
If you're new, please check the Rules and perhaps the Muses too (or the about of a specific muse that you're interested in)!
And here's a post to like if you're okay with interacting with all my muses!
I look forward to interacting with you!
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If you're not here for rp and confused why this blog might be following you or liking your things, there's a chance it's because of my sideblog, starsthoughtsonthings, which as of writing this has BG3 as focus.
It wasn't really a patrol. That's not exactly a thing she was doing - not yet, at least, perhaps one day, because she was rather sure that it's what heroes do. Heroes. As if she would consider herself that. She was just... trying to help, trying to give something back for this incredible gift she had been given not too long ago - freedom, and a life.
That's really all why she was here. It wasn't patrol or some grand knowledge about crime that heroes might have. The museum just... stuck with her. Maybe because it's where she made her first real friend, maybe because they happened to meet over the very thing that got stolen shortly after. So here she was, not really a hero and not really on patrol, but she had changed into that outfit she once got herself for this. However she would even call this.
Lyn - perhaps Aurora right now, though she would not feel confident enough to refer to herself as something like that, something like a hero or worthy of another name besides her own - was just walking the streets near the museum, passing it by for the first time tonight. She would've taken a walk around another block and come back here another time or two as she had done every few nights now, but something in the corner of her eye caught her attention and made her pause.
Movement.
It wasn't too noticeable, but now that she looked, she saw it, even in the darkness within. There was something, more likely someone, moving inside. Carefully and warily, Lyn moved around the museum for the doors - whoever was inside must have gone inside through one of them. She found one of the doors not quite closed, which only proved it further. Something was happening. And she was the one nearby, the one to stop it. Doing her best to push her nervousness aside, Lyn slipped in through the door, her softly glowing fingertips illuminating enough of the way ahead of her to walk through the darkness of the museum.
Lyn approached the activity - nothing too loud, but noticeable in the otherwise silence in the dark halls - quietly, until she spotted someone, currently working on lifting the casing off of some item of the museum. The figure was clad entirely in red from what she could see from behind, which spoke for it likely not being 'normal', civilian clothes. Just her luck, that she would have to oppose someone more than 'just' some civilian that might get startled into surrender simply from the fact that she was glowing. But... she could do this. She had to. She wanted to be able to do this.
The light on her fingertips (on the rest of her body too, but that all was hidden in the suit and the fingerless gloves) increased, her mix of emotions - anxiety, nerves, perhaps fear too, but also a stubborn determination to do this and speak up and try - causing a color she hadn't seen on herself before, a mint green of sorts. She didn't mean to glow more, but, well, it was time to announce herself and stop the thief anyway. "Hey! Put that back down - these things aren't yours to take!" Honestly, she was surprised by herself that she managed to call out with a rather steady voice. A bit too quiet maybe, but the silence of the museum maybe made it sound strong and confident enough.
➭ "I... I'm working on it. I think so." At least much, much more so than before, but she didn't add that.
► ARE YOU ANGRY?
➭ "No. Why would I be angry? At whom?"
► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED?
➭ "... I don't know. I don't know if I have parents."
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🐾 NINE FACTS!
►‘BIRTH’ PLACE
➭ "I... I don't know. I'm assuming somewhere, but... I wish and hope maybe it isn't."
► HAIR COLOR
➭ "It's a dark red brown."
► EYE COLOR
➭ "Somewhere between blue and green."
► BIRTHDAY
➭ "I... I don't know. Please don't ask about things like that."
► MOOD
➭ "Um. You asked if I'm happy, so... happy? I don't know. Curious. A little overwhelmed and worried, most times. Very, very grateful. ... Are those even moods? I'm sorry."
► GENDER
➭ "Female."
► SUMMER OR WINTER
➭ "I like both. Everything is so bright and active in the summer, but winter... the cozy warmth and perhaps togetherness is really wonderful. I don't think I can choose."
(I'm assuming her to answer this once she has experienced both, because currently, she has never seen winter, nor proper summer either, maybe doesn't even know the concept of seasons)
► MORNING OR AFTERNOON
➭ "Morning. It is possibility, it is light, it is a new day."
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🐾 EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE!
► ARE YOU IN LOVE?
➭ "I'm still figuring out... everything. Including feelings. I don't think I can answer this."
► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?
➭ "I don't know. Isn't that a bit fast when at that point a person only knows the looks of another? Though... the thought is nice."
► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP?
➭ "I have never had one."
► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART?
➭ "I don't think that's possible."
► ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS?
➭ "No. It... sounds rather wonderful, actually."
► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK?
➭ "Yes. When I know it's okay to, and assuming I know and trust them, I like to hug people. The closeness, the warmth, the, the safety... it's one of the best things."
► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER?
➭ "How would I know that, if it's a secret? But, no, I don't think so. It wasn't exactly possible."
► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART?
➭ "I don't think so. Or... at least not in the 'love' way."
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🐾SIX CHOICES!
► LOVE OR LUST
➭ "Love."
► LEMONADE OR ICED TEA
➭ "I don't think I have tried either before. But I have tried tea, which was nice, so... iced tea, perhaps?"
► CATS OR DOGS
➭ "I like dogs, they seem wonderful. Although some are also very scary."
► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS
➭ "I think 'best friends' sounds really appealing. So that, please."
► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN
➭ "I'm... not exactly 'wild'. I don't know if I'm 'romantic' either, but it sounds better to me than wild. A romantic night in."
► DAY OR NIGHT
➭ "Day. It's bright, and warm."
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🐾 FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS!
► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT
➭ "... No."
► FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS
➭ "Not in that way."
► WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT?
➭ "... Yes."
► WANTED TO DISAPPEAR
➭ "Yes. Are we please done with these questions yet?"
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🐾FIVE PREFERENCES!
► SMILE OR EYES
➭ "A smile, I think. I don't think I'd be great at reading eyes."
► FAT OR SKINNY
➭ "Um? I don't know? It doesn't feel like something I have a preference in."
► SHORTER OR TALLER
➭ "Again, I don't think I prefer anything. What exactly are these preferences about? Other people?"
► INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION
➭ "I... I don't know. Intelligence?"
► HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP
➭ "Relationship."
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🐾 FAMILY!
► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG
➭ "Can we please not talk about family."
► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE”
➭ "I don't think I'd use those words, but yes."
► HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME
➭ She just, squeezes her eyes shut and turns away.
► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT
➭ "Maybe in a way. But not the way I think this means to ask."
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🐾 FRIENDS!
► DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS
➭ "Is that something people do? Why would you? That's so rude, and, why would you be a friend of them if you hate them?"
► DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS
➭ "I don't exactly have many friends yet. But, of course my friends are good friends."
► WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND
➭ "Like I said, I don't know a lot of people. I'm... new. I only have one friend so far, really. Billy."
► WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU
➭ "I don't think anyone does. I don't even know everything about me myself."
“Who did this to you?”
“I’m ashamed of you.”
“I hate you.”
“You disgust me.”
“I love you.”
“Don’t go, please!”
“Just leave already.”
“I don’t care about you.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many dogs at once…”
“I don’t love you.”
“I lied.”
“You’re pathetic.“
"You need to sleep sometime."
"Come on, just hit me!"
"Leave me alone!”
“Don’t touch me.”
“I wish I’d never met you.”
“You’re adorable.”
“Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?”
“Mind if I sleep here tonight?”
“You’re beautiful.”
The multiplier definitely had no idea to what extent Lyn's knowledge was with, well, anything, actually. He, by default, just assumed she was as aware of everything "normally" as the next person. Though slowly through interactions today especially, it was becoming more obvious how much she was the equivalent to a baby bird learning to fly, and it was interesting to witness and watch unfold. Nothing stark or crazy so far, just little things here and there that he's picked up on.
With her kind of botching the names of the food she wanted, followed by that pink glow manifesting ever so slightly, Billy let out a soft chuckle. He wasn't trying to be malicious or mean at all with it, but it was funny to him. This was just one of those little things he noticed. At the same time, they were technically words of another language, just now relatively common within English speaking, so maybe she just simply didn't know about it. He really wasn't trying to analyze her, he was just interested to see if the few things he picked up on would continue in the pattern he had noticed.
He went ahead and ordered for the both of them, food and drinks, then proceeded to join Lyn in waiting. There were a lot of questions bubbling in his mind, though he didn't really want to intrude with her and make her uncomfortable or catch her off guard. Instead he went ahead and focused on anything she was bringing up instead; no matter what, that was more important.
"Y'know what? Good idea. Goin' through the whole menu ta try it all would be a fun time actually." The duplicator pondered where he would even begin, tapping his chin in thought. It wouldn't be all at once, of course; that wouldn't be efficient, plus he was no speedster with a seemingly infinite stomach. "Ain't got no crazy story with findin' the place, just needed ta eat one day n' went here n' it ended up bein' delicious. Haven't had a bad time here yet n' don't think that'll happen neither."
Their meals didn't take too long to prepare, being ready within another few minutes, to which Billy grabbed their small trays of food and drink from the window and set them down on their table.
"Gotta lemme know how ya like it." Said with a grin, excited to know her thoughts.
"Thank you," she said when he brought the food and drinks, and Lyn then eyed the taco curiously. She, of course, had never seen one before, but she didn't want to stare for too long and make that obvious. She saw no tools brought together with the food, so it was likely finger food - which was fine, easier even than figuring out how to cut or pick up a piece the right way. For a moment, Lyn waited, hoping to watch Billy and mimic his way of picking it up, but it seemed he wanted to hear her thoughts first and was waiting for her, so she could only hope she was going to do it an acceptable way.
Alright. Don't stress yourself. You can't mess up eating.
Tentatively, but trying her best to not appear too unsure, she picked up the taco, and took a bite from it. It was good, really, the first moment, a lot of flavors that she wouldn't really know how to even begin to describe, mixing together.
Then, the spice hit.
Almost instantly, Lyn's eyes widened and watered slightly, and she made a sound of surprise, for a moment her chewing froze. Then she huffed out air, almost frantically, and her light, of course, matched the sudden feeling and flared through her clothes, in a bright yellowish orange of heat. "Oh- oh, it's, hhoh..." She didn't have the words, much less right now, and quickly reached for her drink to take from it greedily, until the sting lessened. After another breath or two, she managed to calm down from the surprise - her light faded into her clothes again as well - and she remembered again that she wasn't alone.
Looking back to Billy, Lyn felt sheepish about her reaction. Ordering something she'd know would probably very much not lead to such a response. "I, I uh. I didn't expect it would be..." She didn't even know the right word for it. "It just... burned, more than I expected."
The painful truth was obvious to her after what happened in the Titans Tower, from the newly re-landscaped grounds filled with debris and ruins very clearly left by attacks from their enemies and the Titans themselves. Yet, Silverwing did not approve of dismissing Silkie so carelessly, but as much as she hates it, he was right.
"Let me try something..." Spending time with Cyborg under his tutelage, she learned a few basic tech concepts, things every hero and even villain should know. While reviewing the video recording, she found the last recording before the Titans vanished. "Here..." The Titan pointed to the video and played it, confirming their worst fears. "Recognize them?" She turned to the other.
Seeing the video, or rather, seeing who was on there, attacking and taking the team down with surprising speed, Moonshot stiffened. He didn't respond for a moment, his hands crunched into tight, glowing fists. "Gordanians," he all but growled.
How could he have let that happen? He was here to protect Starfire, and now? Now she had been taken by them! "Where did they go?" It urged inside Moonshot really bad to up and leave, but he could hardly search all of space for where they had taken her - even if he would not hesitate to do so, if necessary. "Where did they take them? You have recording of the outside, of their ship, of where they went?" His questions were full of anger and urgency now.
The one time I actually have things prepared for posting, I go to my meme archive blog to search for a meme to also throw out - end up with four. I love not being able to choose. Oh well!
I "need" to write one more thing before I can post the usual 2 replies (+ a starter) for once again, and I've been sitting on doing that for like at least the last week or so.
Does anyone know a spell to make myself be productive again, and also find the time for it, please?
Since I'm making this post, might as well try to "pressure" myself into it - I will post something during the weekend! (Please. Please me, actually make yourself do things, just shovel the time free. Come on.)
So uh. I know there was a post from some "help" blog in some form or a rp meme blog or something.
Does anyone happen to still have that post about the code for removing the borders around the images on the tumblr dash? I've tried to figure out how to do it myself but can't, and since I can't remember on which blog it was, trying to search for it would take forever.
If you know the post, please link it to me, thank you!
Hadn't I recently managed to reach a point where replies were replies were waiting less than a month on me again?
I just checked, and the oldest thing waits like 2 months again already. Oof. I'm so, so sorry, and incredibly grateful for y'all's patience. Seriously. Glad to have you, and I promise I still love writing, I just can't find the time these days much.
//If you do have a Switch or Switch 2, but aren't yet fully committed to buying the full game, you can at least give the free Welcome Version demo a try; Sure, it seems every course of events is set to play out exactly the same way regardless of anyone's experience with the demo (like you'll get to see the same bungee dream from the second Mii when they're sleeping for instance), and any further progression becomes softlocked once you've added three Miis to your island and you get the demo-exclusive Hamster costume, but as a plus, the demo does not have any restrictions to the game's Mii creation tool whatsoever.
Oh! Thank you! I will have to try that!
I wasn't expecting the trial version to offer the whole creation! I'll definitely look into that - it should be enough to satisfy my immediate curiousity about how much or not I'll like the char creation! Thank you!
I'm SO curious about that new tomodachi game. But, thing is, the thing I'm mostly only curious about, is the char creation. (Obviously, duh, I've always been a sucker for char creation)
I'd probably love to try to create all my chars - and probably give up immediately with those fancy methods of painting clothes and hair and stuff that I've seen people share pics of, and end up just creating very simple "lame" versions - and then some (e.g. at least everyone of the main tt ofc, obviously). And then I'd likely just... barely touch the game, ever, because I don't think I've felt all too deep into the previous games of it either. Idk.
Sadly, that alone is very much not enough reason to get the game.
I have to admit I thought about looking into getting it a different way though - cough cough - but I'm not sure if I wanna look into that. I used to be big on these things in regards to console games too, but, it's been long since I last did that.
To actually add something here too that isn't this talk - I hope, really hope hope hope and plan, to get out at least one pair of replies by the weekend. Where's the time gone where I wrote all my replies everyday sighhhhhh I'd like that back please or just days with ~40 instead of 24 hours that'll do too I think
