#flusenimkopf

[goddamnmuses]

@flusenimkopf​ liked for a starter from Rocket

“Huh, You don’t look like any Quilon I ever seen.”

[ask-the-scrapper-gang]

Ayyy, everyone, consider this the cube’s thanksgiving post but worse because I can’t draw. So anyway I wanna shout out everyone who has made this year so much more fun and generally people who have given this blog life, and with the gods or other spirits on my side let 2023 be even better than 2022

@theblackcubeofdarkness: do I even need to say anything here, I’ve talked to you and Liam the most and generally I like talking to you, may the new year bring more of the crazed bullshit we know you for

@ask-liam-and-co: as stated in the cube’s part I talk to you the most out of everyone else on this hellsite and I’m atleast 80% sure you were the first to interact with me so that gave me the boost not to abandon this blog, may the new year brings Freedom and Diversity (and more asks)

@katsuko-rp-blog: you helped play a part in my crack shit lore and also responded to me so I gotta shout you out, may the new year bring more opportunity for mischief

@flusenimkopf: the newest to the list of people that I interact with regularly is out of this world… shit joke aside it’s been great talking to ya, may the new year bring new frontiers to explore

@eldritchdemonfox: similarly to fusenimkopf I consider you someone I interact with consistently (mostly because we have a ongoing rp but let’s ignore that part) I want to thank you for bothering to talk to me, may the new year bring much to Fox

@muses-of-chaos: out of everyone on this here list I think I’ve talked to you least (which I hope to rectify) but you still deserve a mention for bothering to talk to me, much like Fox, may the new year bring chaos to those who’ve wronged or annoyed you, I recommend the porn bots 

There are probably more than just the people mentioned but I can’t think of them currently, i’ll add them to the list if I remember them, until then happy new year and back to your regularly scheduled programming



[justassorted]

[Continued from this post with @flusenimkopf​​ ! ]

flusenimkopf:

// Send “UFO” to have my muse’s ship crash-land near your muse

@justassorted​ ​ (Ithadel)

Perrine sighed annoyed as leaving the vessel, circled it to examine the damage. Luckily, it wasn’t that bad; only a few more dents and scratches, barely noticeable among the others. Apparently, this wasn’t the first time she had crashed the ship. What’s going to stop her from leaving that soon were the engines, which still refused to work, yet that was a job for D.O.T., her metallic companion.

So, enough time to explore this place. The bruise on her head could wait; it wasn’t that bad, either. But maybe she could find some water to refresh. D.O.T. told her it was drinkable.

After walking a good half an hour, Perrine indeed found a pond. Next to a cabin, not far away from it, it was the only prominent thing around here.

The small alien was about to go for a swim, yet hesitated as noticing a noise behind her. Since it was night and this place seemed to be rather uninhabited, she decided not to wear any kind of disguise.

She turned around, starring directly into the glowing eyes of a.. winged creature?

”Damn..”

Yet another restless night had led Ithadel out to the lakeside in the hopes of clearing his mind of the dreams that had woken him. He really hadn’t expected to encounter anyone; he didn’t have any night appointments scheduled right now, and if there was an emergency, people knew to call him or come to his cabin directly.

But there was indeed someone by the shore—a very small someone. He couldn’t see color very well in the dark, but they seemed monochromatic, and they didn’t look human. They noticed his approach before he could get very close, turning to meet his eyes.

His lips twitched at the curse. “Were you not expecting company?” he asked, tone mild.

Ithadel studied them with faint curiosity—they weren’t a species he’d ever encountered, nor heard about, for that matter. Not too surprising—even after several hundred years of working with the nonhuman populace, the one thing Ithadel had learned for certain was that he never knew as much as he thought he did. Besides, they looked a bit like a jellyfish. If they were aquatic, then it was even more understandable that he might not have encountered their kind before.

There was a discoloration on their forehead, though—Ithadel couldn’t tell whether it was a scuff, a bruise, or a natural marking. He frowned.

“Are you alright?” Ithadel gestured at the mark.

[jellyfish-osha]

"I once tried to have a conversation with a jellyfish. It took me one or two minutes until I realized it's just a plastic bag."

"I Hope You At Least Cleaned Up The Plastic Bag And Took It To The Proper Disposal Area"

[rcfekjwtaardby-moved]

@flusenimkopf​ liked for starter

(You're not a frog, are you? Who are you? My name is Grogu. This is my first time on this planet.)

[meshtape]

TRANSMISSION ID: (  @flusenimkopf​​  )  »»  “  how the hell did this happen?  ”

Kayn’s hands are quick to get himself back together post―― manic port shuffle. . .  The singe  WAY TOO CLOSE FOR COMFORT  in his vest’s collar is pat out to stop smoking. Goggles are pried off his face to hang loose around his neck, and the stars most pathetic slide down an alley wall not too far from the action gets him closer to the disaster of a sprained ankle he had now.

           ❛ Going to have to be a  little  more specific, squirt. ❜

Everything hurts. And while his expression stays pensive at most, the tense, measured breaths that don’t come too deep betray it. Did it paint him guilty? Maybe, or maybe just very  VERY  unlucky.

Meanwhile the raging dumpster fire that was the small space port continued to dissolve into chaos. Water discharged from the hanger ceiling desperately tried to put out the growing electrical fire with little luck. Beings of all sizes hustling about like foul with their heads lobbed off.

          ❛ Hope you didn’t have a ship in there, ❜  is spoken out of breath. But rather than look up for confirmation, gloves are pried off. Not. . . that they were  helpful  much anymore. A few fingers too short to be such.

[the27percent]

@flusenimkopf​

[x]

When asked to pose for someone, Atieno was all too willing to oblige - amused by the thought of someone trying to capture their image in a picture. It was so that they were were spread out on a rock as they observed the other trying to paint them.

“Is this a good view for you from there?“

[planetstargoon]

@flusenimkopf​​ gets a starter

“Do you think I put enough sugar in this?” She offered a sample of the jam she’d been working on.