#perfectlycharming

[thevanishedlibrary-blog]

Dodo. Chapter One.

[teslacoilcowboy-inactive]

9 New Followers

the-steambike-rider

perfectlycharming

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your-millie

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askstag1

Parking his bike and shutting it off, Lee locked it with the key-fob around his neck, the alarm system chirping once in response. No sooner had he turned around than he bumped right into someone. Stumbling back a step or two, he blinked rapidly to clear the confusion from his mind and apologized to the other, "Mighty sorry 'bout that. You all right?"

[askthehuntermusician]

#((Question#the beats#is that something Brent hears all the time even when he's human or is it something changed by the transformation?))

((This woulda been hard to read in the tags, so here ya go...

Kinda sorta. If he goes for too long without using his Notes or finding a way to alleviate his need for music, the Notes start traveling further into his body trying to find a way out. Normally he can do this naturally (singing, playing something, or even talking) and it comes out as plain sound, but since I'm assuming anon physiology is different then human, he literally can't. So more Notes and sound are literally pounding and building up in his head, and Beats are part of the Notes. Feel free to smack me if that didn't make sense.))

[askthehuntermusician]

((0__0; ...))

[greyfacewish-blog]

perfectlycharming started following you

*H-hi! My name's Wish! It's very nice meeting you!* They hold out a hand to shake.

[staticspectre]

[Between his various...activities...it had taken longer for Spectre to follow up on the Bylean Prince's offer than it had expected. And it was all the worse for wear, now-- its arms had thinned and elongated while the hands had grown larger, more wicked; the sharp tentacles that made up its mane could only be retracted at best to a hedge of ridges; where there had been legs there was now only a tapering down to mist like a long cloak. Hardly the shadow indistinguishable from the crowd as the skin had once been.

[But. It had noticed other named anons transforming, some to fit their titles and some with no explanation, some more drastically than others. Hopefully, it could explain away its disfigurements with that.

[After all. It could still claim ignorance of the rules of "its own kind."]

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[Spectre appeared before the gates of Charming's castle, pulling itself up from a shadow. It looked between the guards stoically, only its left eye containing a pupil, and bent its head and shoulders down in a small supplication.]

please. i seek audience. with. his majesty. tell him it. is his. friend.

[staticspectre]

[[Hey, Charming Mod! You still up for that magic lessons RP or are you full up right now?]]