#kindergartenstar

[bunjijumping-ca]

🎨 — art // 🎭 — performance art/acting

Art

Bunji definitely enjoys art, but she’s no Picasso or anything like that. Her drawings are usually more on the simple side, but you can always tell what they’re supposed to represent. It’s definitely cutesy, I can say that much.

Performance art and acting

Bunji’s probably not the best actor you can ever find. As extroverted as she presents herself, being the center of attention in that sort of setting makes her nervous. She’d probably get stage fright. (Put her in a dance routine and it’s a completely different story, though.)

[heartsmage]

Emotion: Sadness

ヽ (=^・ω・^=)ノ < Send me an emotion and I’ll describe how my Muse expresses it non-verbally ➜ ACCEPTING

She has a habit of always hiding her feelings outside of positivity around her friends, except maybe around Kurloz since she’s the closest to him. When she’s around other people she’ll smile even when she’s extremely sad. But if one pays attention close enough it can be seen in the way she slumps her shoulders forward slightly and her tail hangs down or sometimes wraps around one of her legs especially if she’s feeling not very confident alongside the sadness. Her smile will also not be quite as bright and enthusiastic as it normally is and there will just be a sort of sadness behind it like she’s about to cry but she’s smiling through it anyway.

If she’s around someone very close to her that she trusts wholeheartedly she’ll open up more, slumping against them and holding on to them and letting herself cry on their shoulder or into their shirt.

If she is alone she’ll pull her legs to her chest and hug them with her arms, slumping forward and letting herself sob on her own, letting it all out so she can just get back to feeling positive again.

It takes a lot to get her to this point as she constantly just shoves her feelings aside to be positive and happy. But that kind of behaviour always leads to bottling things up and eventually they all bubble up and explode.

[kxchamara]

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— [ ✪ ] — ❝Hmm-- Hmm--❞ The boy, small and plump that he is, offers an overly curious eye towards the female. If he were older, he would swear that his mind be full of mental cobwebs, yet now, he is just instilled with a heavy helping of déjà vu. He can't for the life of him imagine where he's seen her before ( even if her colouration is completely natural in his world ), just that he has.

And then she has to go ahead and turn around, looking right at him. ❝Oh! Ah! I'm sorry for staring at you! You just look really familiar to me for some reason!❞

[appljack]

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What was this place? Applejack trotted through the strange, large city, occasionally stopping to try and figure out how it was that cities could be so confusing. There just would never a time she could happily stroll one, was there?

Applejack sighed in annoyance and figured she might as well swallow her pride and ask one of the odd bipedal locals. "Beg pardon," She approached a purple someone, and through a sheepish grin and a shrug of her shoulders, she asked. "Could ya point me in the right direction? Seems my strength's a'wainin' an' Ah might could need a healer?"

[ibukitten]

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[ ♬ ]—— “Mou... they could have asked us to hold a concert here, but it turns out they never called! Ibuki’s so disappointed, though the place looks so beautiful!”

      “What could two heavy metal ladies do in this kind of party?”

[shukusho-blog]

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【 ⑉⑈⑇⑈ 】❝ Amethyst, what is Alter Ego going on about ? S-Something about a ‘ noogie ’ ? What is that ? ❞

[exilemayor]

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— [ ♟ ] — He has heard talk of a ball and doesn't quite understand why. There is nothing particularly exciting to him about sports, and he cannot understand why other people would feel the same. The words ‘night under the stars’ enter his hearing range, further confusing him. He likes stars; they remind him of little fireflies stuck up in the sky. But what do stars have to do with sports?

And speaking of stars…

While he's too busy spacing out, a familiar set of legs ( attached to a familiar body, of course ) crosses his path. Jolting upright, the little mayor chases after who could only be considered a friend. He doesn't blame her for not noticing -- for he is rather small -- and completely believes her to still consider him friend. And before he even thinks of whatever consequences may arise, he clings to one of her legs.