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[all] quirks my muse habitually has.

Writers, bold all of your character’s regular truths.

1. Smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug. 2. Binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time. 3. Drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs. 4. Nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 5. Lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 6. Night Owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night. 7. Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time. 8. Negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism. 9. Positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence. 10. Swearing: the use of offensive language. 11. Superstitious: an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome. 12. Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom. 13. Scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty. 14. Foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience. 15. Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit. 16. Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention. 17. Twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation. 18. Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness. 19. Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence. 20. Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority. 21. Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness. 22: Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance. 23. Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity. 24. Throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt. 25: Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility. 26: Eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation. 27: Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest. 28. Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune. 29. Humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune. 30. Perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection. 31. Photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail. 32. Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system. 33. Exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is. 34: Intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive. 35: Quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively. 36: Interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements. 37: Doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absent-mindedly. 38: Irritable: having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed. 39: Gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet. 40: Travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft. 41: Sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings. 42: Melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause. 43: Chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavoured gum which is not intended for swallowing. 44: Fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience. 45: Sceptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations. 46: Neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness. 47: Gossiping: divulging personal information about others. 48: Prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct. 49: Abbreviating: Giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names. 50: Having a catchphrase: having a sentence or phrase typically associated with a specific person.

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gamma :^)

Gamma: In terms of regaining memories, what’s the one thing you can’t wait for your character to get back?

Thanks Radical-6. 

The wonderful thing about Sigma’s memories is that he quite literally has memories…about regaining memories. Regardless of what he does or what he regains, he’ll be thrown out of loop and at a loss–Radical-6 will unfortunately drive him to attempt suicide however.

I’m also looking forward to him regaining memories of the fact that you know, the entire world is weighing down on his shoulders, but that’s for later–mostly because I think he’ll gradually view this world as the alpha: what he worked towards attaining throughout those past timelines as well as an ‘explanation’ as to why he’s developed the disabilities he has.

And he won’t exactly know how to feel about that.

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“Teenagers. I remember those days...once someone shoved a margarita down my pants and then someone else offered a bounty to whoever managed to force me into a diaper. They called it ‘Pin the Huggies on the Sigma’.”

“Drink safely, youngsters.”

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frw meme ♒ 001

Alpha: How have you au’d your character to fit the setting?

Beta: Does your character live in Kairos or Palaria? Is there a reason for you choosing the place that you have? 

Gamma: In terms of regaining memories, what’s the one thing you can’t wait for your character to get back?

Delta: Is your character’s profession different than it was in canon? If so, what is it? 

Epsilon: Do you feel like your character is living a better life now that they’re au’d, or did they lead a better life in their original universe.

Zeta: Does your character have a specific place they like to spend their time at?

Eta: Where’s their least favorite place to go and the reason why they dislike going there?

Theta: What does your character’s normal day go like? 

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Send me a (´∇ﾉ｀*)ノ .`-;- if you'd like to make a pre-established relationship with my character!

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NERVOUS LAUGHTER so...I’ve been gone for a while. Yeah. Exams have been consuming me all week--I should be free soon, so I’ll be getting to replies and starters asap! I’m so sorry for the delay!

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“Hey, Junpei. I need to talk to you after class.”

The lab is empty.

Well, mostly empty aside from one remaining student in particular. Cloth in hand, his palm swipes against a petri dish. His eyes flit to the side as he sets the petri dish and atop the counter, only to look onward and over at Junpei who had currently stood across from him.

“Guess I should start, then.”

He crosses his arms, leaning forward and against the counter. He was always one for attempting to pick others apart, even if his perception was always a bit too sympathetic and not always quite on the mark---regardless, he never exactly understood this one. If Sigma was to be honest, he was...seemingly not very well put together. No, not at all. 

Yet his work had always proved otherwise.

“Your last exam. You got a 91. That’s...impressive. Really impressive. The average was a 67. You’ve either got balls made of magic or your work ethic is seriously on fleek.

I don’t want to inflate your ego too much, so I’ll cut to the chase now. Most people don’t enter this field and succeed without a purpose. A goal to strive for. For some, it’s financial stability. For others, it’s expectations and dreams that their parents have projected onto them. And then there are those folks who legitimately just want to make a difference. Or maybe it’s for the pursuit of science. Either way, it’s always different but enough to get them through the hell that’s the MCAT. So--”

“What’s up with you, is what I’m asking. What do you plan on doing?”

eg0sum

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CRIES ALL OVER YOU ALL I’ve been terribly occupied these past few days due to exams! I won’t be able to get to starters/replies until the end of this week, but please feel free to follow my twitter if you’d like to plot or just chat in general!

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The parking lot’s empty.

Well, not completely.

Twenty minutes after the initial text (a jumbled mess, quick written even for him), and Ban’s still there, shadow-boxing. Of course no one responds seriously to his messages any more, but it doesn’t hurt to hope and wait.

And, just like that, a car pulls in.

A figure emerges. Their eyes meet. He opens his mouth in defiance, ready to spit words back, but it’s too late. A single word traps him. Goodbye, faux fight club.

“Nyancat!?”

Say no more. He skips towards Sigma’s car and straps himself in, with enough energy to tap a happy tune across the dashboard. “Kekahah, aaaaaalright! ♫ Let’s go!”

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A sigh escapes his lips as Ban trots across the lot and slithers into the passenger’s seat--it worked, every time. He was fortunate that his affection for Nyancat had been on par with Ban’s. Sigma settles himself in the driver’s seat once again, fingers grasping at the knob adjacent to his radio...

Only for the promised tune to sound throughout the vehicle, his bass booming all the while. Sigma narrows his eyes as the weight of his foot shifts against the gas pedal, fingers idly drumming against the wheel.

“For gods’ sake Ban, one of these days you’re going to get yourself into some serious shit.” He dotes, gaze fixated on the road. Regardless, a brief moment passes prior to him heaving yet another sigh in resignation.

 “Ugh. You want tacos or takeout ton--...?”

His eyes flicker over to Ban for a only 5 seconds or so--however what he does see is noted nonetheless.

“You’re always gazing at that antique store whenever we pass it. The Sugar Chest, right? The old woman who owns the place has always been pretty generous. Real sweet.”

“Is something up? We can drop by, if you want.”

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pkrebirth

“Yo, Ness.”

He approaches him in the midst of the outfield, orange tinting the sky as the evening nears--tutoring sessions had ended some time ago, most students having gone home at this time of day.

Not this one, however.

He was always a bit different--timid and somewhat tacit in nature. It was disheartening in some respect--an incomprehensible sort of loneliness had always emanated from him. A charming boy nonetheless.

Sigma’s hands are held behind his back, the handle of a pristine, high quality wooden baseball bat wedged through his fingers and a pitcher’s mitt resting dangling from his grasp. A few seconds pass and he draws the equipment out, holding the bat in one hand and the mitt in another to display.

“I was cleaning out my apartment and I found these. Thought of you, I guess. Want ‘em?”

That was a lie, in actuality--he’d bought them. But it’d be a bit creepy to admit that, wouldn’t it?

“You’re skilled, you know. Incredibly skilled. Keep practicing, apply for the right scholarships and not even the sky’ll be your limit.”

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So when and how am I punching you in the face

Admit my booty is fine first thanks

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Here’s your standard ad–like for a starter! No cap since I don’t think I’ll be needing one, and you can feel free to check out AU details! Don’t hesitate to send me an ask if you’d like to plot anything!

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The collected escapades of Space Cat

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banishingkill

Denny’s. 20 minutes.

A worn down car pulls up, tires screeching against the asphalt of the parking lot. He grasps the handle of the door, emerging at last, expression disgruntled despite the trace of concern present in his features.

His gaze meets that of what he came here for’s almost immediately.

“Ban!” he calls, approaching him in the midst of the parking lot.

“Get. In. The. Car. I’ll play nyancat for you on the way back if you, just...get in the car...!”

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“Shortstack? Seriously? What the fuck are you?”

She remains seated, cross legged on a desk, bristling with anger and sitting up straighter because of it.

“And I dunno’, maybe. Figured I might be able to get a free meal out of you too but I already went through your lunchbox. Do you eat anything other than kale and feta cheese?”

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“Taller than you, that’s for sure.”

The corners of his lips quirk upwards and form a smirk--however it quickly dissipates, eyebrows knitting together as his eyes flicker to the side and the scan the room for the aforementioned lunchbox.

“If you wanted to go on a date with me, you could have just said so.”

“Seriously though, they need me after 4--so if I’m buying you lunch, you better get off those thunder thighs of yours and move fast.”

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you forgot to mention you’re gay

Um, have you heard of originality sweaty? :)