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[mortaveritas]

@mementobellum 

[◑] Sigma had really been questioning his luck recently, and today seemed to be further challenging his hypothesis that it was “ok”. He’d gone to grab one of those saint fragments that he’d just seen lying around, but it appeared that an NPC had seen it too- and, they were angry.

He’d intended to simply back off before a fight started; but the realization that this citizen was infected came too little, too late. They weren’t particularly strong, but Sigma didn’t want to harm people he didn’t have to.

Unfortunately, it was that line of thinking that allowed him to get surrounded.

“Dammit...” The curse was muttered under his breath as he looked around, considering his options. He could use a command seal to call his servant here, but he’d really rather save those for something important. Which meant he was stuck, until he could think of a good enough way out...

[stardust-hatter-blog]

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☂ :Spread some love: mention someone you’ve met that has influenced you or your writing in a positive way, and explain how.

Ha! Spreading love, my forte! There’s really two of themthat stand out in recent times, and they both have so many muses, but I first met them roughly…eight months ago? Galo(who writes Takumi, Solas, Ezekiel, King Richard, and…Julian. I think that’sall of them) and Fox (who is my Howl!!! As well as Leo and Savitar).

I’ve learned a lot from them, I think. Galo can attest that I was...not very good before I started writing against his Takumi, particularly since it had been years since I rp’d. But once I got back into the swing of things, that gave me space to work on improvement!

Galo’s really helpedme with the cinematics of my writing – describing setting, expressions,movement – and being somewhat stupidly poetic about it. Fox, on the other hand,has been an amazing example for me inregard to getting into the actual mind ofa character. Explaining their thoughts, motivations, things like that.

Somehow, I’ve managed to mash the two of those thingstogether, or at least I hope that Ihave. Gotta do my buds proud somehow.

@mementobellum, @stardust-pendragon

[uforacle-old]

{ I shared my opinion briefly on Twitter, but I'm really fond of your pacing with Futaba. She's definitely shy and self-conscious like you'd expect, but you still manage to give others enough to work with in your replies. I think you're really good at not compromising her personality just for the sake of shaking things up, if that makes sense. Hopefully I'll have more to share with you the next time you reblog this meme!

HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL? LEAVE AN OPINION IN MY INBOX!

OOC. how are u so kind???? i’m still crying over this. and i’m so glad u like my pacing bc pacing = hell so its nice to know im doing a good job! also her personality is a challenge to work with in an rp setting so i’m double glad i’m making it work!!!!

[stardust-hatter-blog]

@mementobellum

One thing Sophie appreciated most about this new Utopia was the ready availability of tea and other like beverages from restaurants and corner shops. On a hot day like this one, she was more than willing to shell over a credit or two for something cold and not incredibly sweet. Especially if it was also going to be an opportunity for her to finally pay her new friend back for the pastry she’d caused him to lose on their first meeting.

The two of them were comfortably situated on a bench across from a water fountain towards the middle of the city. Sophie took a sip of iced tea before setting it down on the arm of the bench and wiping condensation onto her skirt.

“I hope she wished for a more flattering hat. That one does nothing for her.” At least bonnets were no longer the fashion in this world. It took a rare face to properly utilize the way the stiff fabric framed the face, and the poor lady who had just thrown a token into the fountain certainly did not have it. “She must have talked to a very good merchant if they were able to convince her to buy it.”

Thankfully, she was only speaking loud enough for Takumi to hear her. Talking like that would only serve to alienate any future customers should she decide to go back into the business world, which certainly wouldn’t do.

[fatestainlens-blog]

I've been giving this a lot of thought, but I need to drop Takumi for the time being. Apologies to those I was in the midst of writing with!

It’s alright, friendo. Takumi will be dropped for you.

--Doge mod

[stardust-hatter-blog]

sophie plays pit people

Pixies. All the pixies. Sophie doesn’t realizetheir unpredictability until she’s accidentally made an entire team of pixiesand tried to set out with them.

She’s the first to rush in and try to meleeattack.

She would hate. That. Bear. Definitely wouldyell at the screen every time the city was picked up and moved away.

[stardust-hatter-blog]

☺ betch

Send me☺and my muse will give your muse a compliment! 

“If it weren’t for how easily you startle and drop your snacks, I might almost call you on top of your game.”

[gratusmortuis-blog]

She’s not the strangest sight imaginable; sitting out in a crowded city square with a weapon that practically matched her in height. The midday sun catches on the sharp end of her spear, and she finds herself realizing (despite the hours she’s spent out here, lost in some self-loathing daze) that she can feel the sun on her fingers. 

The situation isn’t nearly elegant enough to be described to anyone as a moth drawn to a flame or something like that-- she finds herself more like an easily amused cat drawn to an unattainable beam of light on a wall. She reaches up and with some inexplicable fascination runs her finger against the blade of her spear. 

The blood comes first, the pain comes after. She finds herself dumbfounded despite that though, unable to manage more than a quiet--

“OH, huh.” 

She presses her fingers together and winces, surprised for some reason that it hurts-- a lot. 

“Hey, excuse me!” She calls to the person sitting on the other side of the plaza, spear in one hand and while she waves with her wounded one.

“Do you have something I could wrap this in, actually--” She examines the gash, fully undisturbed by its existence. “It might need stitches..” 

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