#iamsyndrome

[weariied-archived]

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               “I... ----I don’t mean to be rude, but                what’s with the get-up? Aren’t costumes                more for, well, children?”

[glitter-tornado]

"Are you in charge of it being spring or do you just play with flowers?"

i-am-syndrome

“Um. A bit of both I guess. Spring can happen with out the spring fairies help, but we make it more prosperous and bountiful.” 

She decided to leave it at that. No need for to many people to know about the bracelet she was wearing, where one of the jewels held the power of spring on it. 

[hxffersxn-blog]

(/ ᄏ♪♛◐)

ᄏ: Play any instruments?

In sixth grade I played the flute but I can guarantee that I couldn’t do it if you asked me to, today. I’m a VERY mediocre piano player. I took lessons in 7th grade but then I quit —- but I know keys and I can play lil tiny things. I like to compose music for the piano bc im only good at playing my own shit music h ahaa

♪: Do you find yourself singing or humming to yourself sometimes?

Yes! A lot and it makes me really embarrassed ///

♛: Do you like group projects?

n o not really. i really like to have total control over my projects and stuff so i tend to do everything i can. group projects are kinda ok so long as they’re in-class

◐: Have you ever seen a meteor shower?

i have never even dreamed of seeing a meteor shower

[illsnaphisneck-old-blog]

i-am-syndrome

"How do you get your hair to do that?"

[gruiisms-blog]

(/ How you're doing: Wonderfully. I love your portrayal and how you write Gru's accent.)

How am I doing with my character? Tell me in the askbox, and I'll publish it without comment.

[4thdimensionaldoctor-blog]

"Rocket-powered boots...

I am impressed."

[bxruchthechxsen]

i-am-syndrome started following you

"...who are you?" He asked, tilting his head.

"You are wearing a costume, does that make you a superhero?!"

[tukibowaba-a]

i-am-syndrome

Escape was so pitifully easy, the Council would have to do much better than that if they wanted to keep him contained! Though he had to admit, the guns trained on his genetic signature had been pretty clever. Not clever enough, obviously, but still something worth applauding.

Now it was just a matter of where the warp drive had dumped him. It was an island, thick with jungles and cliffs, but as far as he could tell, there were no cities at all.

He sniffed the air, picking up only the scents of the jungle, and the ocean that surrounded it. Nothing to indicate civilization.

Great. Just great. His ship was wrecked beyond repair, and he had no way to get off this stinking hunk of land. Now what was he going to do!?