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          “Oh...” 

     It was a simple response, not something like an apology or any other kind of similar remark. It was just mumbled, though his eyes were quick to look at the other who he had just bumped into. Of course, he had not meant to walk into the other, but he had his thoughts elsewhere.

         “Are you hurt?”

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MUNDAY QUESTIONS // Accepting !

♋ What drew you to this muse?

So, imma  be real, I saw that a lot of people were making personification blogs of things and I thought “that seems like a lot of fun, i’d like to do that” so then i tried to think of something a little more obscure, that there probably wouldn’t be another blog for and I went with the IM & Calling program Curse. Since the nature of this program was centered around gaming, I thought that it would be a change of pace from the usual types of characters I write; to have a character who’s life pretty much revolved around video games and being unhealthy, showing the signs of video game addiction is something that wasn’t necessarily a challenge, but it hasn’t been a type of muse I’ve really had before. 

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[Powerpoint] ☽

⋯⋯✓ REACTIONS //  NOT accepting!⋯⋯☾ = being found shirtless

          well, this is unexpected. seeing as his leg is halfway in the room already &&. his hand has just flown off the knob, he’s in a sticky pinch, to say the least. a soft panicking tremble in his voice, he apologizes on a whim, worry-stricken &&. almost flinching,   ❛ —h-holy shit!! i mean, i’m real sorry, didn’t mean t’barge in--ya got a nice body though, not gonna lie--i should probably go now, though?   ❜

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Dear Santa,

Letter writing meme || Accepting || @fuunhanas

Dear Santa,

I don’t believe in you, but I’m forced to write this letter or else I won’t get any presents from that grumpy old man. Yes Roger, I mean you.

And well, what would I write other than my wishes? Should I write you how I’ve been good or bad this year? It would be silly to write, as you (yes, Roger, you) already know how good I’ve been. How many times have I visited your office this year? Almost everyday, I think? I’ve lost count, actually. Not that I care, it won’t stop me from being me.

So let’s just skip that and go to my wishes. First of all I’d like some more chocolate, something special this time. A different brand than usual. And maybe a leather jacket, because they look really cool. Other than that? I want to beat Near, but I don’t think that’s something you would be able to help me with. There’s nothing more I want, really. I just want to be the best, that’s all.

Oh, and I want Roger to stop making us write this stupid stuff. Especially when you don’t believe in Santa. Screw that.

Greetings,

Mello

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“Who are you talking to?”

Hallucination Starters // Accepting

                      ‘ I-- What ? ‘

          He didn't  even  realize he had been           talking  to  himself. How long had he           been talking to himself ? Que a blink           of confusion, thankfully someone           came around to bring him back to his           senses.

   ‘ I’m.... I wasn’t talking to anyone, I didn’t even realize.... ‘

      He’s been playing too many video games. 

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                       〖 ━ Closed Starter 〗 ━▕▒▏╼  @fuunhanas

▓▌╼ ‹  Fαłłeи Aиgeł  ›   ❛ It was brief. The moment he took a step past the girl he sensed the faint smell of blood. Human blood. Oh? Isaiah thought. A murderer? A killer? He peeked over his shoulder to take a glance of the air surrounding the girl... Only to find a faint, faint color. Is it living?

                ❝ Mam’ ❞ Well, he’ll try not to act suspicious for now, ❝ Did you put on some perfume? It smells awfully nice. ❞ One way to start a conversation? Give her an awkward compliment. ❜