#estrnged

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pluto, vega, hydra

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Pluto: What time is it right now where you are?

He blinks, as he’s not used to the human counters that deal with time, and he quickly glances around to find a clock since he rarely wears watches as it is. A digital one reads 21:20, and he promptly answers, “it’s almost half past 9 a.m.”

Vega: What’s something you’ve done that you wish you hadn’t?

A weary glaze casts itself over his eyes, and a longsuffering sigh leaves his lips as his mind immediately bursts to the brim with all of the things he’s done in his lifetime that he ultimately regrets. However, one always surfaces more of than the others, and it is this thought that he relinquishes the hold on. “I had a brother…who was right. He was right in every aspect, but love blinded my eyes and shrouded my judgement. I let it get the best of me, and I just so happened to kill him,” he winces, as this is the first he’s ever admitted such a thing aloud since he’s been on earth. 

Hydra: Favourite sound?

“Hmm…” he thinks for a moment as a smile twitches across his lips briefly, and he answers with humour laced within his voice. “I like the sound of coffee machines whirring to life, but I also enjoy the sound of mittens rubbing together in the winter.” 

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▉▉a spell has been cast on @estrnged !

❝ — Don’t ever say I don’t bring a bit of fun, ❞ Alice said in a playful voice as she moved forward, a bag of pills being tossed onto the table in front of the other. Stretching, she made herself at home on the other’s couch, slim legs draped over one of the arms as she gazed up at the ceiling, already very happily high since she’d taken two of those little magic tablets on the way over. ❝ — Do you have any food? Don’t take those on an empty stomach. Its no fun. ❞         

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❝Are you saying you need a friend right now? You can trust me.❞

« status for the wolf among us starters » →  accepting !

His voice was soft, soothing her of the nervousness she was feeling. The pressure pressed at the back of her head was numbing as well, and she leaned against his shoulder as they sat side by side on the bus. It was uncomfortable for her to touch someone so familiarly when they hadn’t known each other that long, but he was there when she needed someone. And that counted for something. 

“I just need to breathe.” She sighed, closing her eyes as she tried to fight back the tears that threatened to fall. She didn’t know when she held onto his wrist, but she found comfort in the action because it showed her that he was real, that she was real. An endless storm came crashing down on her and she felt herself mentally tired out from trying to keep above the waters. “I’m okay.” She muttered more to herself than to him. She was trying to reassure herself. “I’ll be all right. Just need some time.”

Her mind was blank then and that to her was a good sign. It meant he wasn’t there. That meant she was safe and even more so, Chanyeol was safe. Then she heard him speak. Something along the lines of you can trust me. She opened her eyes in surprise, her head leaving his shoulder. Trust. He was so willingly giving that to her when he knew nothing about her. 

“Are you sure you’re okay with that?” Those were heavy words he was saying, and she was unsure if he knew the implication behind them. She smiled though, a welcomed warmth flooding her system as she leaned her head back on his shoulder. “Thank you, Chanyeol.”

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   ↪ @estrnged continued from here !

   She’s unsure of how she got here. One glance towards the other male suggests that maybe he needed the company, but she was never one to cater to others unless she got something out of it. Still, she appreciates the conversation, despite the fact he was buzzed while she was sober. 

   Jieun made the mistake of speaking freely, the calmness of the setting pulling out something she’d rather keep to herself, but now that it’s out in the open there’s no going back. She thinks of her past, of her parents, of how she got to where she is today. On one hand, she’s thankful for the greedy beings that raised her as without them she wouldn’t be in her current position, but on the other she’d give anything to have had a somewhat normal upbringing.

   “Mhm.” She’s quiet, more sincere in that moment than she’d be in awhile, lips twisting into a small smile as he giggles. Jieun debates between being outright or dancing around the subject— there’s no question as to what she should decide on, and her deliberation ends a moment later, her thoughts cut off by his giggling.

   “There’s nothing for me to return to.” She begins, brows furrowing at the statement. She never speaks about her past, choosing to instead bury it under a heap of responsibilities, just barely grazing the surface of her history was enough to make her frown. Jieun mirrors his body’s position, replacing her frown with a smile if only to keep the atmosphere light. 

   “I’ve literally signed my life away at this point, I don’t own my own body. At least, that’s what it feels like. Yet somehow this is better than what I dealt with before, back before I came here.” Jieun sighs, gaze falling short of his face, too focused on her thoughts to bother with maintaining eye contact. It didn’t seem to be a conversation that required her to be so polite and robotic like usual. “There’s a lot I could talk about, really, but it’s so unimportant. What about you?”

   Perhaps one day she’d be able to speak without feeling so scared of her own downfall. It was her understanding that opening up too much could destroy everything she’d worked so hard to build.

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@estrnged​:

He once donned his long lost naiveté in the form of rose tinted glasses. For what reason would Chanyeol have to doubt the other’s word? He tries to be honest, therefore others do as well. But they shattered, as did his heart, into tiny, miniscule pieces, and is now left with the acrid sight of the truth. Honeyed words, sweetened with a smile, has rot the teeth of those who’ve hissed their lies. He’s come to appreciate honesty at this time.

Chanyeol readjusts his coat, turning his face away from the other in attempts to hide the pout that instinctively surfaced.

“That doesn’t give you the right to be rude,” he mutters under his breath. “I know that I’m a mess, that my life is one big pile of shit, but having you verbalize it is really annoying.” In a burst of irritation he sits on the tuft of grass below him, not wishing to be on the same altitude as his equally tall friend, but it quickly blows over and he pats the space beside him so they’d continue to converse smoothly.

“But, whatever. Enough about me. Is anything interesting going on in your life? Something I can rag and roast you on for the duration of our little date?”

        from the way chanyeol’s face dropped at tao’s words, he knew maybe he should’ve kept that to himself. or at least lightened up his word choice. he feels bad--of course he does. tao isn’t a mean person, but he tells the truth when he feels the need to. and chanyeol seemed to have needed it. even so, the pout the other tries to hide tugs a faint smile across his lips, hands being shoved in his pockets. ❝ah...i’m sorry yeollie. i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings--i just...thought maybe it’d be more of an eye-opener hearing it from someone else. but honestly, whose life isn’t a mess?❞ he purses his lips at his own question, looking down at the boy who had chosen to take a seat, but tao doesn’t sit until invited to given the tense atmosphere. a grin sparks back up at the somewhat lift of tone, shrugging a bit as he leans forward on his crossed legs, looking out at the view they had managed to find. it was a quiet night, the stars shinning silently, just as the shimmering water was, lights bouncing off of it’s delicate creases perfectly. wind would breeze every once in a while, but even that was somehow silent. ❝well, nothing you can roast me on, i’ll be sure of that. so far, though, things are...okay. they could be better, but they could also be worse, hm?❞

[mochijae]

@estrnged

All five of his senses were invested into the conversation (even though he wasn’t touching or tasting the boy) and he was completely intrigued by what he had to say. However, his six sense was more focused on what was going on outside. He could sense cats outside of his peripheral vision, so when the feline silhouette appeared in the window he had one eye on the male in front of him and one eye on the cat. As he listened to the male confer his probably hidden feelings, his six sense looked past the cat and reflected concern across his features. Not knowing how or when to voice his response, he let the other continue while he revealed his distress, investing all six of his senses into the conversation. 

The cat was invited inside and Youngjae immediately took to it, legs folded on the floor to create a space perfect for the cat to lay down in. The smile that spread across his face when the cat walked through was thoughtful as he focused on the other male, “You weren’t supposed to let him in, I’m a sucker for cats.” 

He let the uninterested feline curve around him, its tail sliding out of his hand as it strode away. He was thankful that the cat could relieve some of the tension that had built up, however, he continued casually so it didn’t sound like he was prying, “No harm done, my friend. We’re all a little emo, you know.” 

[jaenv]

Finding solace isn’t as easy as how his father told him to be. He went around from people to people, until he realized that there’s no one that could save him but himself. Since then, Jaehyun took his time on trusting people, although that didn’t stopped him from meeting new acquaintances from here and there.

When he came back from Japan, after finishing his high school, the future became apparent for him. Traced and already written in a parchment where he should sign by the end of the contract and there he would foresee that each step he takes would be according to the plan. Jaehyun may be following the rules of the book but it doesn’t mean that he would do anything to actually let his life be dictated of such.

Walking around the vicinity of the university, he spots a place where he could seem to learn about something interesting. He isn’t too much fond of stars, he’s more of a person who likes things that are reachable, stars just aren’t attainable for him—which upsets him at times, although he has to accept that there are some things that doesn’t seem to fit a life of someone like him.

He’s deemed as a wolf, not literally, of course, because those species for him are only found in fables and books that he reads every day. Jaehyun steps around the circled elevated trail, pushing his way inside the room where he sees a lot of devices that are used to measure the stars, and look at the perimeters; the Astronomy Room.

“Isn’t it too naïve?” The voice leaves his pair of lips after he spots a man by the corner, he doesn’t know who he is, he doesn’t know who Jaehyun is—they’re mere strangers, complimenting the eerie situation that they’re both in. He’s a trespasser, while the man looked like he’s been there for quite a while. He isn’t entirely a man full of words, but he isn’t a man without it either, his father always says how silence could seem to suffice the intelligence that he has, anyway. “You’re watching the stars, they’re all looking down at you; what can you do to reach them, when they’re million miles away?”

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( status : accepting )  

Opinion on;

Character in general: As I have previously mentioned, I have a soft spot for Chanyeol face claims not that I’m biased or anything. It’s probably because I absolutely love the enormous but warmhearted dork he is in reality. I love this muse’s personality and outlook on life and the world in general, as well as his attitude. I have yet to come across a muse that was kidnapped as a child, so that is something new that makes this muse even more intriguing to me. It also makes me scream with silent curiosity about exactly why and how he was kidnapped, and the details that go into his background. I guess that’s for mun to know and for me to never find out, right? Hopefully wrong OTL. But Jongdae won’t pry, if they were to ever interact. I promise. Unless they just…happen…to get close…and become friends…[coughs dramatically].

How they play them: I have seen mun use a lot of descriptive terms I’ve never seen before, and that’s actually one of my favourite things to see! I like learning about new ways to express my muse’s thoughts and emotions, as well as their actions and expressions. When I find blogs I can learn from like that, I get excited. Hence, I am excited.

The Mun: I have not had the opportunity to talk with them! I hope they don’t assume that I am overly eccentric and quite the awkward turtle…because I am. Please talk to me more. I promise I don’t bite usually.

Do I:

RP with them: No, and I would absolutely love to! I love muses with interesting backstories, and Chanyeol has caught my heart.

Want to RP with them: Pretty please with whipped cream and strawberries on top (because mun hates cherries–).

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Great muse, and even greater role playing style. I would love to get to know the mun, and I am sure Jongdae would love another soul to call a friend!