#breakbeatperfect1on

[sillymuses]

@breakbeatperfect1on

Her ghastly form quietly peeks over from her hiding spot as she observes the other from afar. Is the one before her a fellow monster? Spectra isn't sure. They do look pretty cool though.

[semnhakkon]

Thread: Between-Space

(( @breakbeatperfect1on Yaaay an excuse to bring out ECH-Elnor! ))

He wasn't entirely sure how he got here, only that it was blank. Very blank. Very... empty. Not a problem. He reached out with the mind, seeking ephemeral pathways and the neural flickers of connection.

ECH-0... Hwi-ch'qiuu... Searching... Connecting....

Connection. Unknown species designation. Status: Uncertain.

It was better than nothing. The usual background noise of the Collective he guarded was quiet--too quiet--distant--so he went to the nearest bright thing he could find. There was some-one or some-thing else here, and it if needed their help, he was bound to at least try.

"Is anybody here?" he called out. "Are you alright? We're... here to help..." He looked around as a scene (( your choice what! )) materialized. "... the... lost..."

[ether-chosen]

@redgentleengie @breakbeatperfect1on @sinshosted

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It's a busy day at the park, people of all kinds of races tall and small setting up grillers, smokers, fire pits and spits- if it could hold a flame for cooking flesh, it was being set up. Morwen herself was busy with counting stock before hefting a butte of ale like it weighed nothing, setting it near her own little clay oven manifested from the ground with a fabrication spell. Her ears twitch upon hearing someone approach, head turning as she tied her hair back.

"Yeah? I'm not set up yet, still have to get the wood and the oven spatula. Oven's barely even dried out at that."

[breaking-the-boundaries]

@breakbeatperfect1on liked for a starter!

“What are you hiding?”

Perhaps she's mistaken, but it seems like something is behind the other's back. The octoling can't help but be curious as a finger taps to her chin. Was it a gift? Maybe a special project the other was working on? Or perhaps a treasure they just found? While her head wanted to try and tilt to get a better look, manners came first.

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@breakbeatperfect1on asked: { Send 🏳️‍🌈 + A muse to get a headcanon about a facet of their queer identity }

🏳️‍🌈 for Marina!

I like to think Marina knew she liked girls pretty quickly. (I sometimes hc her as bi, but in reality she's stupid in love with Pearl and thats all that matters). She didn't really have the time to explore literally anything since her entire childhood and early adulthood was spent in the military. And being the high ranking person she was, she had a lot of responsibilities.

I think part of the reason she fell for Pearl in the first place is because she was her first literal everything. It was the first time Marina felt free enough to actually learn about herself. Both in terms of sexuality and her overall identity. Pearl was everything she's literally ever dreamed of, the epotime of freedom. She made Marina feel more alive than she's ever felt. And the more she learned about her, the harder Marina fell.

I DO think she's had a crush on Acht for the longest time though. Her longest friend who understood her more than anyone else back home. Someone who brings her a sense of comfort and familiarity. Acht means the world to Marina, and always will, even if it never becomes romantic.

[solxrflare-a]

@breakbeatperfect1on ❤️'d for a short starter!

Main Muse Starter Call - Still Accepting

✧ ❝ Still settling in ? Or . . . ❞ The inkling asked - quietly - after she had made her way to the other. The Captain was without her.... recognizable clothing items, but not nearly unrecognizable with the hot pink and turquoise hues she couldn't seem to get rid of. She wasn't at work, anyway - and in this well deserved moment of peace, relaxing around town seemed like a good idea - and seeing Acht seemingly by themself at the very least warranted a check in.

[stgzr]

@breakbeatperfect1on from here

"Eliminating all those hazards in an instant? Maybe not. But fighting-- reducing the severity. That, I know can do."

Rex had covered for evacuation efforts before. Clashed against the very forces of nature to minimize impact damage.

"Please..."

[orbitaldeathwoomy]

@breakbeatperfect1on 🩷 this post for a short starter!

Cerrin carefully made his way down the sidewalk, a stack of boxes full of cakes, cookies, and other sweets in his arms. He couldn’t quite see over the top or around them very well, and unfortunately that caused half of them to fall to the ground when he accidentally walked straight into someone.

“Oh, geez, I’m so sorry…!” he said, more concerned about the other than his sweets. "Are you alright?"