#eclocanyxn

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           OH, WHAT LUCK.  what horrible, horrible luck. she knows that face well, engraved into a memory that rarely forgets (helpful, unfortunately.) face of surprise falls quickly, eyes narrowing to a glare as fiery as their color. hand raises -- && she’s shooing them away. she’s no longer part of that rage inducing team, hasn’t been for quite a while.  no business here for them. shoo, shoo.    /    @eclocanyxn ♥’d for a starter.

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@eclocanyxn

“HEY YOU! HOLD IT! PAL! WAIT THERE!”

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# 10, 14, 18

Ask the mun about their writing!

10. How many muses do you have and which do you relate to most? Why?

I don’t wanna try and count how many muses I have XD I’m gonna just pick my most active ones and say Gumshoe and Looker and Father Steven.

I kinda feel bad because I haven’t touched Looker’s blog in nearly two months. I’ve been RPing him for three years and half years and at this point he’s…technically an entire section of my brain XD I’ve just had overwhelming muse for Gumshoe suddenly and it’s still pretty overwhelming but I really wanna try and get back onto Looker’s blog really.

Looker is me and I am Looker

14. What are your fears when it comes to writing online?

Good question. Writing something that isn’t feasible I guess? I mean of course nobody can know everything, but I also know that the media can give people a lot of pretty big misconceptions about how certain things work XD Which of course I tend to write too because I don’t know they’re misconceptions but hey after that I do my best to adjust what I can.

(For example– blacking out from pain isn’t actually a thing? You pass out from oxygen or blood loss, but the amount of pain you can experience without losing consciousness is obscene.)

18. What made you want to join the roleplaying community?

The very first time I did online RPing was forum-based threads in the universe created by Anne Rice (all characters were OCs and we weren’t allowed to use/interact as canon characters, not even as part of the OC’s background unless it had VERY solid basis and explanation). I had tons of fun there, but eventually the forum shut down and I was upset enough that I didn’t RP for another…five-six years?

Then the Aqua/Magma clans on PokéFarm happened, and I loved my RP exchange with Vince so much that I just kinda got back into it. And then it got dragged onto tumblr.

Basically both the Aqua/Magma and Tumblr steps are your fault, Seka.

[eleventhranger]

"alt!"

Numbuh 137 juggled a soccer ball on her knee a bored expression on her face. “Hey, you s’pposed to be my new chief, right?” She gave relaxed yawn, her rather lax demeanor completely contrasting the harsh red lights flashing against their surroundings and wailing  alarms alerting the Sector of a threat that turned out to be none other than their newest ‘team mate’

“Jeez, can’t you do something about that?” she complained jerking a thumb in the direction of the nearest speaker. Before anyone could even get a word in she kicked the ball to the side letting it rebound across the room several times before hitting the electronic that dare annoy her, adding one more machine to her growing death counter. After hitting it’s target, it rebounded once more to it’s owner who went right back to lazily juggling it.

“Your security system seriously sucks. I probably did you guys a favor by destroying it,” she gave a laugh at her own joke, though unsurprisingly no one else did. She wondered how long it would take for this leader to send her back to moon base.

[ask-the-eyes-of-the-beholder]

Cont. from here

She didn’t quite catch on to what Golit was going to do until he’d kissed her. All she’d been able to do was let out a tiny surprised gasp and then she was being very well kissed. 

All thoughts took a one-way flight out of her brain for the meantime except for ‘Wow, he’s good.’ Gentle pressure that slowly increased, and then varied as he massaged her lips with his own.

And then somehow his tongue came into the equation and like hell would she admit it, but her knees went wobbly.

Sooner than she would have liked, Golit pulled away, one hand courteously on her arm for balance.

She would admit that it took her a moment to recover. The expression on her face probably said it anyway.

After a moment she grinned wryly and put her hand over Golit's. "My good sir, you do know how to sweep a woman off her feet. Quite the pleasant surprise!" she said, taking an accent that wouldn't have been out of place in Gone With the Wind.

She leaned back in, on her tiptoes sadly, and just brushed her lips over his. "One day you ought to let a lady return the favor," she teased, and then sauntered into the nearest hallway, hips swinging.

Was she a little bit of a slut? Yeah. Just a bit. Eh. It was fun.

[passerbybcy]

[ @eclocanyxn ] "who are you?" The redhead asked bitter to Wes. " And what's with that WEIRD GET UP?" He shook his head and gripped his backpack and grumbled something to himself

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☮ ∇☠

Headcanon meme~

☮ - friendship headcanon 

Despite being extremely positive and cheery and easy to get along with, he doesn’t actually have a lot of people he considers good friends. It’s not something you’d expect from someone who grins widely and socializes with nearly everyone, but he actually tries to be very careful when picking his friends.

Once you’re on the list, though, he will absolutely go the extra mile just to make sure you’re happy and healthy and safe (even if sometimes at the cost of his own).

∇ - old age/aging headcanon 

He probably stays on the force as long as he can. Before retiring though he probably picks up a young and aspiring new detective and tries to forward knowledge and experience and “true detective’s spirit” to him in the same way Detective Badd did for him.

☠ - angry/violent headcanon 

He’s incredibly terrified of being violent on any level. Growing up he pretty much refused himself to feel or display anger because he associated it with violent tendencies and did not want to ever hurt anyone. Whenever he felt angry, even just for a few seconds, he’d almost immediately backpedal and sink into a sort of panic and isolate himself until he was absolutely sure he could come out as his positive self again.

It took a lot of time and patience from others to teach and convince him that being angry was a normal feeling and that it didn’t make him a bad person. Nowadays he’s much more open about being angry, but he’s still terrified of getting physically violent when he starts losing control of his own emotions.