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—- ❝ Talk? Did he say what he wanted to talk about? ❞
He didn’t like it, not one bit. He could sense something ‘odd’ about the sudden appearance of this guy, and his sudden urgency to talk to her.
'' Probably something concerning the circus; I don't understand, though. Why the long face? ''
; The tameress asked a tad concerned at the way he was avoiding to look at her and seemed to be rather stiff and tense. Was he jealous or something----?
1. Always post the rules.
2. Answer the questions of the person who tagged you and write 11 new ones.
3. Tag 11 people and link them.
4. Let them know that they are tagged.
How long have you been RPing? Can be either your current muse or in general.
Oh goodness, about two years now I think. And it applies to both this current muse and in general.
When you chose your muse, was it a planning process? Or a random streak of inspiration?
It was a random streak of inspiration. A silly one at that. You see, a friend of mine that got me on tumblr in the first place, she showed me how she rps on livejournal. I considered it, but I spent most of my time on tumblr, so might as well right? Where I found a splendid looking group, I checked to see who was available. None of the characters really stood out to me. And when I saw Tifa Lockhart, I thought it destiny. My last name, while spelled differently, is pronounced the same as “Tifa” so I thought that connection was enough to go on. Funny how things start out, huh?
How do you feel about the anons you get? Are they good or bad?Do you recognize people showing up time and time again?
Oh anons here or there, they all depend. I get a lot of dirty anons, and while I don’t condone them I also hear them out. I overall appreciate the more character development kind of anons though, which are rare. And yeah, there are two off the top of my head that I know :p
Do you read other people’s RP’s to improve? Whose do you like to read?
Oh goodness. I usually rp so much that I rarely read other people’s rps. But when I do, they are very high quality. Someone I’ve recently been reading a lot of is from MOMO, adorablerealianx.
Which muns do you want to meet in real life?
There are a lot of lovely muns that I want to meet. There’s fenrirstag, neverendingstrife, nibelheimsweetheart, kokornokuraiyume, legatumvitae, savagenobody. And of course you too minamoto mun :3
Where do you wish you lived now? Or are you happy where you are?
I most certainly am not happy where I am. What I really want is to travel, find a small apartment that can hold my things as I go out and find the world through reporting :) If I am to settle down though, I might like somewhere simple, like California or Idaho. A place that never bothers anyone. I might just stay in Maryland though if just for the sake of my family. I don’t know. Depends.
Which writers would you say are your favorite?
My favorite writer hands down is Markus Zusak. The way he wrote The Book Thief for critical thinking towards a historic event through the eyes of a child was astounding. Not to mention feminist A+ right there with Liesel as the main character. Then there was his work with I Am The Messenger, which had an ending that deeply impacted me through the metaphors and philosophical questions he placed on the reader. I really recommend him, and these two books.
Videogames or RPing? Which takes precedence?
That’s a tough one. But since I haven’t picked up a new game in a long time, I suppose rping.
Any muses you’re thinking about picking up?
The last time I picked up another muse, it didn’t go over too well. But I may just revamp Cornet because I absolutely adooored her :3
Do you have people you desperately want to RP with, but they don’t want to RP with you?
Oh absolutely! You see, I’m quite a shy goose. I enjoy seeing everyone playing on the dash, being silly, enjoying their groups of wondrous rp partner friends. And I desperately do want to join them, ask to partake in such festivities. It isn’t that they don’t like me, it’s that they just… Aren’t feeling it with me I guess? There are so many tifas out there in this world. And I know mine isn’t the best.
But at the same time, I think everyone feels like this with their character. And I am a lucky one, because I do have rp partners! Lovely people that are willing to talk with me! So. This is a yes and a no. Sure there are people that I want to rp with that probably won’t with me. But there are also rp partners I didn’t know I wanted, and oh now do I love them and find myself lucky!
Favorite RP you’ve done to date?
Ah… Probably the beauty and the beast au I did with this one Cloud yes :)
My questions:
1. What’s your favorite color?
2. When was the last time you had to face a tonberry in a final fantasy game?
3. What kind of music do you listen to?
4. Which do you think: Tony Stark is Robert Downey Jr. or Robert Downey Jr. is Tony Stark?
5. Who is the most inspiring person to you?
6. What love song really catches you?
7. How did you go about picking your theme?
8. Ever had Katsudon? Does it sound like something you would like to try?
9. What Disney movie is your favorite?
10. Your character, if they met you would the two of you get along?
11. Have you ever played Katamari Damacy?
Tagged:
white-winged-warrior, nibelheimsweetheart, kokoronokuraiyume, fenrirstag, darknessyetlight, eatthebread, savagenobody, thepinkribbonedchild, tactical-striker, legatumvitae, sinsofvalentine,
Secret Santa Part Two
To many this might have seen like a spectacularly silly idea, because, in truth, it was. Entirely so, but then this time of year pretty much called for some form of idiocy. Particularly if your name was Reeve and you spent most of the rest of the year resolutely trying to ignore the impulse to be a bit of a ninny; to put to another side that small voice with a mischievous lilt that made itself very well known in your place, “C’mon noo, we ne’er had chance te say hello face t’ face. An’ Vinnie’s had that blog o’ hees fer quite some time~”
Reeve had been given the opportunity to be Vincent’s Secret Santa. It had been easily accepted, naturally, in spite of not knowing what the former Turk had planned for the holidays and therefore being ever so slightly cautious about not overstepping the mark. After all, he considered the gunman to be an important person in his life.
Unfortunately, as what happened on an all too frequent basis, Reeve had ended up rather busy; eventually sending the messages belatedly via his creation, Cait Sith. That extra set of hands did come in useful, even as they are all too prone to mischief.
It had been that very same pair of white gloved extremities Reeve had allowed to dress him this clear, cold morning in Edge. His creation had veritably festooned him with all kinds of trinkets, baubles and frivolity up and down his body. The lengths of his dark brown hair had been tied up with tinsel, and yes, there was even some glitter in his beard. He resembled a Yule time tree for all it was in the form of a man, Cait Sith buried close to his chest amidst it all - as cats are so often found. He chuckled a brief response, and continued walking.Thankfully the streets were mostly empty but for a few passing vehicles that honked their horns, but Reeve found he did not really mind. It was quite extraordinary to view the City in the calm, away from the usual hustle and bustle that pulsed through the area, arterial like with its vitality still thrumming beneath, even now.
It was a nice day for a walk, despite dressed up as he was. They finally arrived at Vincent’s location, two grins the prelude to the final act -two voices harmonising together with a variant of a classic Carol.
What Vincent would make of all this, Leviathan only knew…
"Did I ever matter?"
Grimoire froze, the neatly printed letters on the paper in his hand seemed to vanish as the words hit him like a .50 caliber round fired from his son’s prized revolver. No, he mused, a slug to the chest would hurt less.
He let the paper fall from his hand as he brought his ruby gaze to meet his legacy. “Yes, you always mattered. I was just a fool, blinded by my obsession with the Cetra, that I forgot that. I lost sight of the thigns that truly mattered in my life.” He lowered his head in shame. “In those last moments, as I laid dying in Lucretia’s arms I realized how much of a fool I was. That is why I asked her to tell you that I love you. Too little too late really.” He took a deep breath and let out a defeated sigh. “I could never ask you to forgive me for abandoning the two of you.”
Crimson eyes widened the moment her words reached his ears. Could that be true? Was it for real? "T-Tifa..." Now, small tears were filling his eyes as he stared at her, eyes filled with joy and hope. "Are we... we're going to... be parents?"
"Mr. Valentine..." Soft, so soft was it that whisper as she let fingers and palm overlap his own. "I... Already had a dream. I think he'll be a boy." Touch to her cheek, intimate gaze did reveal the glisten of vermilion. "About... A few weeks in."
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"Probably not nearly as attractive as I find you, my dear Vincent."
