For those of you who don't know me by now, the name's Mercedes Jones, but you can call me Cedes.
I'm 21 and have lived in Lima my whole life. I chose WMU to be close to my family and friends, and though the idea of being in the hot LA sun sounds real damn nice, I couldn't pass up being 15 minutes from home.
I'm a third year majoring in teaching & learning, minoring in acting with a sprinkle of musical studies on the side. I plan on being a part of EGOT hall of fame one day, so I may seem busy but ya girl plans on staying booked after graduation.
I work at Target, and no I can't get you a discount, but I can let you know when stuffs going on sale. I gotta help my fellow students out where I can, right?
When I'm not busy with school or work, I can usually be found chilling in my dorm room doing homework, cooking a random recipie I found on TikTok, or watching movies.
I haven't joined any clubs yet this year, but i'm on the lookout, so if anyone's got any suggestions feel free to hit me up.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀take um :⠀⠀⠀— se eu tenho medo de fantasmas depois de um ghost touch? — havia a pego de surpresa, fazendo-a olhar para as luvas que usava. o acessório trazia uma espécie de estranheza e conforto, ao mesmo tempo, se tivesse como. — podemos não falar disso, se possível? — era uma pergunta que não precisava de resposta, pois os olhos cheios de lágrimas já diziam tudo. ( deleted )
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀take dois :⠀⠀⠀— “ como a exspiravit mudou minha vida? ” eu posso falar das duas vezes? — soltou uma risada, colocando uma das duas tranças para trás da orelha, enquanto olhava para a câmera a sua frente. havia sido cordialmente convidada para falar sobre, afinal, a história de devi só não teve um fim ainda mais trágico por conta da existência da academia. — eu sai da academia com vinte e três anos. todos os módulos completos, sem nenhuma reprovação e muito estudo de caso e de campo com acompanhamento. pensei que estivesse pronta para lidar com o que quer que houvesse lá fora. eu tinha feito tudo direitinho enquanto aqui dentro, afinal. — cruzou as pernas e suas mãos se enfiaram no meio delas, olhando para o chão por alguns segundos.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀lembrava vividamente da sensação. era gélido, corroía suas veias do coração até as extremidades. um pavor nunca antes vivido, descrito. sua mente tentava apagar todas as recordações, mas a noite era sempre quando elas vinham a toda. uma vida toda de preparos não a preparou para nada daquele dia, quiçá poderia. — abri minha própria agência, no interior da inglaterra. as coisas são estranhas por lá, muitos não acreditam e pensam que são demônios, que precisam de exorcismo... às vezes apenas um zombeteiro que precisa de um guia para a luz. — contava as vivências de cabeça baixa, encarando o chão a sua frente. não tinha vergonha, não tinha como saber o que a esperava naquele fatídico dia.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀quando levantou, os olhos negros estavam com as pupilas dilatadas, dando a impressão de serem ainda maiores. — não aquele dia. o condado de norfolk é estranho. a energia é pesada e você quase nunca se sente bem. eu e o meu colega fomos lá depois de um senhor reclamar que a casa abandonada no final da rua dele estava fazendo barulhos estranhos. cogitei tudo, menos poltergeist. — com os olhos escurecidos, devika continuava de modo que pudesse contar o necessário, sem seu erro. — foi aterrorizante. e edras só soube o que fazer por causa dos ensinamentos daqui. as pessoas nos veem como se fossemos uma escória ou que tivéssemos escolhido essa vida. — negou com a cabeça, passando a mão no cabelo.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀deu um sorriso de canto, como se tivesse relembrando algo bom. — quando tudo acabou, eu não sabia para onde recorrer. e só conseguia pensar que a academia ainda estava aqui. com medo e sem entender meu lugar, depois de tudo, fui acolhida novamente. é estranho que a sensação de casa que se adquire aqui como em nenhum outro lugar. — a expressão era mais neutra, mesmo com um semblante tranquilo. — gosto de pensar que não importa o que aconteça, sempre vai haver um pedaço da exspiravit comigo, me protegendo.
Talvez seja só isso que muitos moradores de Hongdae queiram: um chance. De mostrarem seus talentos, ideias, o quanto são criativos ou estão dispostos a dar o seu melhor ao se adaptar às diversas situações. A cidade sempre vendeu essa ideia de esperança, afinal.
Essa propaganda é atraente não só para os artistas sonhadores, mas também para aqueles que tem como objetivo concretizar esses sonhos. E eis que a chance surge numa segunda-feira, em cartazes espalhados pelos postes da cidade e em divulgações nas redes sociais.
Uma companhia de artes não tão famosa a ponto de ser uma referência, mas não tão desconhecida a ponto de não ter em sua equipe alguns nomes importantes: Apollo. O nome do deus das artes na mitologia grega reluzia aos olhos daqueles jovens apaixonados, que tanto aguardavam a sua chance de finalmente ascender ao Olimpo.
A ideia era simples: uma dinâmica de duplas (ou trios) em que os participantes das mais diversas áreas artísticas devem juntar-se e produzir algo. Músicos e pintores, atores e escultores, produtores e dançarinos. Uma oportunidade perfeita para, também, destacar-se para os olheiros de grandes empresas.
"Por que não separar cada área?" [pergunta feita por um anônimo no Instagram]
"Não importa qual seja sua especialidade, se você faz arte, é bem-vindo. A magia da competição é justamente essa: unir as especialidades em algo único, que poderia ser produzido somente pela individualidade desses artistas combinadas."
O prêmio? Ainda não foi anunciado. A Academia Apollo deseja uma boa sorte a todos os participantes, e que a curiosidade seja um bom guia em suas jornadas.
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E AI, AMORES! Como vocês estão? Esperamos que estejam todos bem. Primeiramente, queremos agradecer a todos que se interessaram em participar da task de alguma forma. Reforçando mais uma vez que somos uma comunidade onde cada integrante é de extrema importância para continuarmos nessa jornada cheia de diversão. Vocês são todos incríveis 💖
Caso alguém não tenha dado like no post mas queira participar, não hesite em nos chamar o mais rápido possível.
O evento começa hoje (30/11) e dura até (04/12), às 23h59, horário de Brasília.
O prêmio é surpresa! Nós faremos uma votação durante o final de semana para escolhermos os vencedores e logo voltamos com mais informações.
E agora, a parte que todos esperam! As duplas (e um trio) sorteados foram os seguintes:
Gus, Malibu & Rei;
Yura & Dakho;
Rina & Rosie;
Woosun & Désirée;
Jieun & Jihee;
Huan, Gain & Andrew;
Sam & Lavinia;
Hansol & Miah.
[Confira o resultado clicando AQUI]
Combinem com os players sobre o que farão, e como farão. As inters são livres e da forma que se sentirem mais confortáveis. Após decidirem o que será feito e antes de começarem a jogar, pedimos que nos envie (via chat) o “suposto” resultado feito inteiramente pelos personagens.
Por exemplo, um char compositor e um cantor vão criar a música Fireflies (Own City). Outra dupla é de um artista plástico e um dançarino. Como colocarão seu amor e seus conhecimentos para juntarem um trabalho? Uma opção é através de uma coreografia profunda e tocante de algum artista famoso. Estão livres para criarem e escolherem. Afinal, o processo criativo e a relação entre os personagens pode ser ótimo, mas também pode dar muito errado, certo? rs
Estamos muito animades em lançar a task e esperamos que todos aproveitem o máximo possível, afinal, todos aqui são talentosos (ic e ooc!) brincadeiras à parte. Enfim, BORA JOGAR! 💖 💖
Living Arrangements: Currently living in a motel, looking for a place.
Language(s) Spoken: English, Spanish.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.
Face Claim: Amanda Seyfried.
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Green.
Height: 5′3″.
Weight: 128 lb / 58 kg.
Build: Slim.
Tattoos: One.
Piercings: Standard earrings.
Clothing Style: Chic, elegant.
Usual Expression: Neutral/smiling.
Distinguishing Characteristics: Eyes and lips.
HEALTH.
Physical Ailments: None.
Neurological Conditions: Slight anxiety.
Allergies: Seasonal.
Sleeping Habits: An early bird but also a night owl at the same time. Usually gets 7-ish hours of sleep, except for her insomnia nights. Doesn’t like naps, prefers to be productive during the day.
Eating Habits: Dairy free and tries to avoid red meat; definitely loves fine dining.
Exercise Habits: Whenever she has free time from work; likes doing yoga, spinning and play tennis.
Emotional Stability: Solid 8; always tries to see the good side of things.
Sociability: An extrovert most of the time, used to being around a lot people but enjoys time alone.
Body Temperature: Average.
Addictions: None.
Drug Use: Just when she experimented as a teenager.
Alcohol Use: Loves a good glass of wine in the evening and/or a gin and tonic.
Surname: Originates from the Scottish name Roderick - Means Famous Ruler
Monkiers/Nicknames: Sofya, Sofia, Sophie
Title: Tsarevna (Princess) of Russia
Gender & Ethnicity: Cisfemale / Caucasian
Date of Birth & Age: July 18th, 1536 / 24
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Orientation: Pansexual/romantic
Marital Status: Betrothed
Occupation: Tsareva/Princess
Current Location: Sasso Corbaro Castle, Switzerland
BACKGROUND:
Place of Birth: Terem Palace Kremlin, Moscow, Russia.
Resides: The Royal Palace
Religious Views: Russian Orthodox (Catholic)
Education: Highly educated
Languages Spoken: Russian (Fluent), English (Fluent), Polish, German, Latin (some)
Allegiances: Russia, Pro-Ottoman Empire
Family:
Brother: Tsar Dmitry
Niece: Tsarevna Tatiana
Nephew: Tsesarevich Andrei
Nephew: Tsarevich Nikolai
Niece: Tsarevna Adelina
Niece: Tsarevna Svetlana
Brother: Tsarevich Yuri
Sister: Tsarevna Yelena
Other Familial Relations:
Sister-In-Law: Tsaritsa Yekaterina
Sister-In-Law: Tsarevna Nagasini
APPEARANCE:
Faceclaim: Florence Pugh
Hair Colour/Style: Long brown hair that has natural blonde highlights in it, and is often in an intricate braid.
Eye Colour/Shape: Hazel eyes that look green in some light conditions.
Height: 5′4″
Build: Curvaceous but fit.
Speech Style: When she is with people she does not know, she can be seen as timid in her way of speaking. When she is with people she is comfortable with however, she can be a little louder and more boisterous. When she is speaking in other languages she can be very blunt and to the point due to translation issues.
Recognizable Markings: N/A
Beauty Habits: Sofya braids her hair every morning, and takes it out every night to let her hair be, it leaves her hair curly and voluminous. She does not often paint her face like other girls in court do, as she does not feel comfortable doing it, but makes sure to use lavender water on her face as she finds it helps her face keep clear.
PERSONALITY:
Tropes: The Conscience, ‘Granny Classic’, Honor before Reason,The Philosopher
Inspirations: Jane Eyre, Sansa Stark, Beth March, Amy March, Elizabeth Holland (The Luxe Series), Anne of Cleves, Queen Victoria,Vincent Van Gogh. Huitaca, Minerva, Melanie Hamilton (Gone With The Wind).
MBTI: ENFP-T / The Campaigner
Ennegram: Type 4 - The Individualist
Alignment: Neutral Good
Temperment: Sanguine and Melancholic (did we really expect anything less from an artist?)
Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff
Positive Traits:
Kind
Humorous
Creative
Charismatic
Negative Traits:
Pessimistic
Choleric
Melancholic
Low Self-Confidence
Habits: Tucking her hair behind her ears, running her hands down the front/sides of her dresses, staying up late/waking up late, over-eating when upset.
Hobbies: Playing musical instruments, dancing, painting/drawing, reading, walking, horseback riding, and playing with her nieces/nephews.
Usual Demeanor: Sofya is normally kind and easily approachable. She is someone who can speak to many and not get too taxed. She is the kind of woman a lost child would go to when they need help looking for their parents.
HEALTH
Physical Ailments: N/A
Neurological Condition: Sofya has always been described as ‘melancholic’ to put it lightly, she can go into bouts of depression that leave her wanting to do nothing but create sad music and paint. During these times she’s been known to over-eat and sleep often. Once she gets out of these times, she burns all the sheet music she has created and all of the images. She has kept some as an example of when to ‘not let things get as dark’ again, but it still happens from time to time.
Phobias: Astraphobia (Fear of Thunder and Lightening), Catagelphobia (Fear of being ridiculed)
Allergies: Shellfish, nuts.
Sleeping Habits: Sofya tends to stay up during all hours of the night, burning candles constantly. She goes to sleep in the wee hours of the morning and wakes up ‘late’ compared to others. This has gotten worse as she got older.
Sociability: Sofya is incredibly sociable for someone with such low self-confidence. She throws herself into as many social interactions as possible so that people can like her, and in turn, so she can get to know others. She enjoys posing big philosophical questions, and making people think.
Addictions: She’s addicted to good and perhaps giving in to her creative tendencies whenever/wherever she is.
Luke didn’t know why he’d been called in, and the familiar cold sweat he associated with the police station broke out along his spine. He’d figured the fact that he knew Brandon, was crashing on the man’s couch, would make him exempt from questioning. He’d never met Madison in person, and had never really wanted to, but he hoped that was enough to keep him from ever having to come back here again.
Sliding into the chair across from the detective, he let out a low sigh, and dug his hands further into his jacket pockets so he wouldn’t pick at the already fraying skin of his nails. A nervous habit he hadn’t been able to break himself of since childhood.
“What was your relationship with Madison Redding?”
Luke raised his brows in surprise at the question, but he figured it must be the general question they asked of everyone who came in. “I don’t..have one?” Luke shrugged and sighed when the detective only seemed to stare, causing him to slump further into his chair, “I’ve never met Madison Redding, and never really felt the need to. That good enough?”
“Where you on the night of February 28th and March 5th?”
Luke honestly had to think about that one for a bit. Life certainly started to blend together without an actual schedule to keep him on task, and with a low murmur he answered, “The 28th I was at--the Blue Caterpillar? And the 5th I was at the Midnight Pub.” When there wasn’t a reason to do anything, or people to share his evenings with other than an already irate Sheriff he felt he was imposing on, Luke spent most of his nights at the bars in town. Nursing the same drink for hours and waiting till it was late enough he could slink back to Brandon’s and fall asleep without having to deal with the man’s stare.
“When was the last time you saw or spoke to Madison?”
“Like I said. I’ve...never talked with her. Like, ever.” Luke frowned, wondering why that seemed to be such a foreign concept to them. He wasn’t exactly a social butterfly, and he could count the number of friends he had of his own merits on one hand. The rest of the people he knew were by proxy through his siblings, and that was fine with him. Even if most of those people chose either Sam or Dani’s side--Luke was fine. Because he had to be fine. He didn’t have a choice. “Is that all?”
MIND MY WICKED WORDS AND TIPSY TOPSY SLURS;
I CAN’T TAKE THIS PLACE, NO, I CAN’T TAKE THIS PLACE.
𝖖 𝖚 𝖔 𝖙 𝖊 𝖘
i don’t feel very human anymore. —7:59 pm 4/28/15; l.m.
Where did you get those big eyes? My mother.
And where did you get those lips? My mother.
And the loneliness? My mother.
And that broken heart? My mother.
And the absence, where did you get that? My father.
—Inheritance, Warsan Shire
“And I’m a master of speaking silently—all my life I’ve spoken silently and I’ve lived through entire tragedies in silence.”— The Meek One, Fyodor Dostoevsky
How do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back. —J.R.R. Tolkien
“There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests”
UNTIL LIONS HAVE THEIR OWN HISTORIANS, THE STORY OF THE HUNT WILL ALWAYS GLORIFY THE HUNTER.— Chinua Achebe
“Self-hatred is only ever a seed planted from outside in. But when you do that to a child, it becomes a weed so thick, and it grows so fast, the child doesn’t know any different. It becomes as natural as gravity.”— Hannah Gadsby, Nanette
You got to take a deep breath and give up. The system is rigged against you. Bo Burnham
𝖇 𝖆 𝖘 𝖎 𝖈
NAME: Peter Thomas Pettigrew
NICKNAMES: Pete, Wormtail, or Wormy
AGE: Twenty
BIRTHDAY: August 22nd
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He / Him
𝖋 𝖆 𝖒 𝖎 𝖑 𝖞
MOTHER: Enid Pettigrew. 47. Alive.
FATHER: Sean Morivan. 52. Status Unknown.
SIBLINGS: None
𝖕 𝖍 𝖞 𝖘 𝖎 𝖈 𝖆 𝖑 𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖇𝖚𝖙𝖊𝖘
FACE CLAIM: Alex Wolff
BUILD: Moderately Overweight
HAIR: In need of a haircut. Curly and unkempt.
HAIR COLOR: Brunette. In the summertime, it gets a golden, almost colorless hue.
EYE COLOR: Brown
SKIN COLOR: Light with olive undertones
DOMINANT HAND: Right
ANOMALIES: He has a birthmark on his left shoulder. His skin freckles in the summer. He also has faint scars on the inside of both of his forearms. He also has a small tattoo on the outside of his right thigh. Peter got it on a dare and it looks like ( x )
SCENT: He often smells like chocolate or peppermint. Mostly because those are the last things they would have eaten.
ACCENT: British. More of the cockney nature than anything else.
ALLERGIES: He is moderately allergic to dairy. Not enough to stop him of course, but enough to make him uncomfortable if he eats too much of it.
DISORDERS: N / A
FASHION: Peter wears whatever is comfortable and fits for the most part. He does tend to stick to neutral colors, like black, grey, and beige. He doesn’t like to draw attention to himself.
NERVOUS TICS: He stutters when he’s nervous. He also rubs the back of his neck when he’s uncomfortable.
QUIRKS: His quirks are identical to his nervous tics. One doesn’t often happen without the other.
𝖑 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 𝖘 𝖙 𝖞 𝖑 𝖊
RESIDES: Plainview Point Apartments
BORN: St. Mungo’s
RAISED: A little outside of London
PETS: A Tawny Owl named Eros
CAREER: Obliviator
EXPERIENCE: 2+ years in the position
EMPLOYER: The Ministry of Magic
POLITICAL AFFILIATION: The Order
BELIEFS: Peter doesn’t believe strictly in anything.
MISDEMEANORS: None
FELONIES: None
DRUGS: None
SMOKES: Tobacco, and occasionally Marijuana
ALCOHOL: Infrequently
DIET: Poor
LANGUAGES: English, Welsh, and some Italian
PHOBIAS: Death or Serious Injury.
HOBBIES: Reading and Baking.
TRAITS:
{ + }: forgiving, analytical, easy-going, optimistic
{ - }: fearful, cunning, indecisive, meek
𝖋 𝖆 𝖛 𝖔 𝖗 𝖎 𝖙 𝖊 𝖘
LOCATION: Anywhere that is small, where Peter feels like no one can get to him.
SPORTS TEAM: Ireland
GAME: Wizard’s Chess.
MUSIC: He doesn’t care much for music. If he does listen to it it’s softer sounding music, that’s almost wistful.
MOVIES: Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope 1980. Alien is a close second.
FOOD: Anything sweet. Peter’s sweet tooth is insatiable.
BEVERAGE: Pumpkin Juice or soda.
COLOR: Pale Yellow
𝖒 𝖆 𝖌 𝖎 𝖈
ALUMNI HOUSE: Gryffindor
WAND:
UNICORN: Unicorn hair generally produces the most consistent magic, and is least subject to fluctuations and blockages. Wands with unicorn cores are generally the most difficult to turn to the Dark Arts. They are the most faithful of all wands, and usually remain strongly attached to their first owner, irrespective of whether he or she was an accomplished witch or wizard. Minor disadvantages of unicorn hair are that they do not make the most powerful wands (although the wand wood may compensate) and that they are prone to melancholy if seriously mishandled, meaning that the hair may ‘die’ and need replacing.
FIR: My august grandfather, Gerbold Octavius Ollivander, always called wands of this wood ‘the survivor’s wand,’ because he had sold it to three wizards who subsequently passed through mortal peril unscathed. There is no doubt that this wood, coming as it does from the most resilient of trees, produces wands that demand staying power and strength of purpose in their true owners, and that they are poor tools in the hands of the changeable and indecisive. Fir wands are particularly suited to Transfiguration, and favor owners of focused, strong-minded and, occasionally, intimidating demeanor.
9 1/2 Inches and unyielding.
AMORTENTIA: Chocolate, Peppermint, Garlic, and Old Books.
PATRONUS: He cannot produce one.
BOGGART: Prior to the war it had been his mother dying. He truly doesn’t know what he would do without her. However, since the war has begun his Boggart is Lord Voldemort.
𝖈 𝖍 𝖆 𝖗 𝖆 𝖈 𝖙 𝖊 𝖗
MORAL ALIGNMENT: True Neutral
MBTI: INTP
INTPs are often thoroughly engaged in their own thoughts, and usually, appear to others to be offbeat and unconventional. The INTP’s mind is the most active place, and their inward orientation can mean that they neglect superficial things like home décor or appropriate clothing. They don’t tend to bother with small talk but can become downright passionate when talking about science, mathematics, computers, or the larger theoretical problems of the universe. Reality is often of only passing interest to the Architect, as they are more interested in the theory behind it all.INTPs are typically precise in their speech and communicate complex ideas with carefully chosen words. They insist on intellectual rigor in even the most casual of conversations, and will readily point out inconsistencies of thought or reasoning. Social niceties may fall by the wayside for an INTP who is more interested in analyzing logic, and they may offend others by smallmitting their dearly held values and beliefs to logical scrutiny.
Trivia:
- more likely than other types to study a foreign language
- most frequent type among college students committing alcohol and drug policy violations
- have the lowest level of coping resources of all the types
- one of the types least likely to believe in a spiritual power
- highest of all types in career dissatisfaction in school have lower grades than would be -- predicted by aptitude scores
- more likely than average to complete engineering programs
- personal values include autonomy, freedom, and independence
- Overrepresented among working MBA students
- Commonly found in science and technical occupations
- famous intps: albert einstein, abraham lincoln, marie curie, and charles darwin
MBTI ROLE: The Architect or the Logician
ENNEAGRAM: Type Five
ENNEAGRAM ROLE:
The Observer:
Fives are alert, insightful, and curious. They are able to concentrate and focus on developing complex ideas and skills. Independent, innovative, and inventive, they can also become preoccupied with their thoughts and imaginary constructs. They become detached, yet high-strung and intense. They typically have problems with eccentricity, nihilism, and isolation. At their Best: visionary pioneers, often ahead of their time, and able to see the world in an entirely new way.
TEMPERAMENT:
Melancholic.
The melancholic temperament is fundamentally introverted and thoughtful. Melancholic people often were perceived as very (or overly) pondering and considerate, getting rather worried when they could not be on time for events. Melancholics can be highly creative in activities such as poetry and art - and can become preoccupied with the tragedy and cruelty in the world. Often they are perfectionists. They are self-reliant and independent; one negative part of being a melancholic is that they can get so involved in what they are doing they forget to think of others.
WESTERN ZODIAC:
Leo
With the Sun approaching the end of Leo, August 22nd has its peak in creativity and our childish need to present our inner being and express ourselves. This is an emotional date when passions need to be calmed in order for us to swim out of them with a clear mind and a plan we can hold on to, so our dreams can be reached. Those born at this time are connected to others on a different level than the rest of Leo representatives and feel a constant need to set free from ego battles and follow their hearts.
CHINESE ZODIAC:
Year of the Rat
The Metal Rat are honest, frank, and optimistic, and will not get depressed no matter how terrible the situation is. They have a quick respond and strong environmental adaptability. They treat people kindly.
But most of the people born in 1960 year of the Rat are self-centered. They always think of themselves first. They are impatient, suspicious and kind of vain.
PRIMAL SIGN:
Otter:
Social, funny, and outgoing, those born under the sign of the Otter use their warmth and charm as their primary tool in navigating life. Like their animal namesake, members of this sign are clever, feisty, and gregarious. They usually spend a lot of time grooming themselves for their looks are of great importance to them. They are not terribly territorial either, preferring to sleep where their adventure takes them for the night. A nice home will eventually be required, but a young Otter can travel the world for years without getting too homesick.
Otters like to be in charge. This way they can not only get what they want, but receive attention and respect while doing so. They can occasionally behave somewhat self-centered and egotistical, but are usually smart enough not to push their self-proclaimed authority too far. Otters want to be the best, and they understand that being the best takes work. As long as they get to do thing their own way, there is little they won’t undertake.Members of this sign have a sense of pride that only a few other signs can top. They absolutely hate looking unintentionally foolish (though they will act the part of the fool if it gets them a good laugh) and have little tolerance for those who don’t respect this important (if unspoken) rule. They like to be seen as evolved, wise, and powerful, which they often are, but this can sometimes cause them to hesitate trying new things.
Above all things, Otters don’t like to live by other people’s rules. As long as they keep life in perspective this shouldn’t be a big problem, but out of perspective Otters risk becoming greedy and narrow-minded and there is always a chance that they will take what they want if nobody is willing to offer it up to them. Members of this sign can also be a bit judgmental of others, particularly those who are less successful than they are at that point in their lives. As they mature they tend to realize that everyone operates differently, and will slowly come to accept this, especially if they have a hard road to reaching their goals.
TAROT CARD:
The Fool:
The Fool, at its core, represents the unfettered soul. Free of experience and prejudice, they are also free of fear, and therefore come into new events without the trepidation often experienced by those that know what they might expect.
This is both a benefit and a detriment to the Fool, their eyes are on the path ahead, or on the sky, but not at what is right in front of them. This can make the Fool easy to trick, to persuade, or to side-line. But they also do not know what others believe is ‘NOT’ possible, and this makes them capable of greatness, new ideas, and innovation. They do not know a thing cannot be done, so they merrily set about to do it anyway. Sometimes they succeed.
TV TROPES:
All the Other Reindeer, The Chessmaster, Cornered Rattlesnake, Dirty Coward, Fair Weather Friend, and Opportunistic Bastard
SONGS:
- Little Lion Man by Mumford and Sons
- If It Kills Me by Jason Mraz
- Sinner Man by Idris Elba
- Creep by Radiohead
- The Devil You Know by X Ambassadors
IDEOLOGIES:
- Beer is the scum of all the alcoholic beverages. He think it tastes akin to piss and doesn’t understand why anyone would opt to drink it willingly.
- Peter has never had a pet aside from the owl. And doesn’t understand the want to keep things in captivity for your own benefit. This principle extends to muggle zoos as well.
- Chocolate frogs are the best candy that Honeydukes sells, this is not a matter of discussion that he is willing to hear.
- Peter believes that if something is easier done through violence than diplomacy that in those instances the people should be empowered to pursue violence without diplomacy first.
- Wool is a terrible fabric and he won’t wear it. It’s itchy.
Marley paced around the make-up room, awaiting the interviewer she was going to meet in a few minutes. She had done a couple of interviews before, so she wasn’t sure why she was nervous. It felt slightly different this time around, and the journalist came from a more established source than she was used to. In addition, her manager was unable to oversee the interview, and she had never done one without her ever since she got one. She was, however, relieved that they chose to have the interview at the theatre - it felt like a new safe space for her.
She walked out of the make-up room at the sight of the clock turning 12 PM. It wasn’t a rehearsal day today, so the theatre was mostly empty, except for a few people wandering around doing work. The interviewer entered the hallway, walking decidedly towards Marley. “Hi, so nice to meet you,” Marley greeted, flashing her signature big smile. “I’m very excited for this interview.”
They took a short walk in the hallway as Marley gave her a brief tour backstage, trying her best to appear confident and someone who knew what she was doing (and saying). They ended up in the make-up room, sitting in one chair each, facing each other.
The interviewer started off with some small talk, which helped Marley feel a bit more at ease, before starting to ask questions for the article. “If you had your pick for the next role you were to play, what would it be?”
Marley knew the answer to that, although she wasn’t sure if she wanted to jinx it by putting it out into the world. “Hm,” she mumbled, pretending to give the question a thought. Well, now she had to say it. “I love Carole King. This is sort of a secret, but she inspired me to write songs. I haven’t done it in a while, but she is a big inspiration. So, when I found out there was a musical based on her and her music, I freaked out.” She laughed, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “If it’s still around in a couple of years, I would love to get the chance to play Carole King.”
The interviewer was intrigued by the songwriting secret, quickly writing it down in their notes. “Is releasing own music a goal for the future or maybe your next career path?”
“Oh, I’m not so sure,” Marley said shyly. “I haven’t considered it, and the few songs I have written are not ready for public yet.” She hoped the topic would fade rather quickly, considering it really wasn’t something she wished to focus on, especially considering it was a promotional interview for Voice.
“So,” the interviewer continued. “A lot of the cast seem to be pretty new in the theatre sphere, but there are some experienced people both in the cast and in the production. How do you feel that the cast have been getting along?”
Marley chuckled nervously, intertwining her hands together and resting them on her lap as she searched her mind for a proper way to answer. “It’s a very interesting dynamic. We’re all very excited for this production and we all believe in in greatly. I think we’re good at supporting each other, especially the newer ones who aren’t as experienced. And the experienced ones are really good mentors and give us the guidance we need to be the best we can be for each other.” She gave herself a mental pat on the shoulder for the answer, hoping it didn’t come off as fake.
“You’ve just started to rehearse for the musical, but have you already found a favorite part of the musical you’re excited for the audience to see or to play out yourself?”
"I don’t wanna give too much away,” she laughed. “I might get in trouble.” The interviewer smiled politely, letting out a small chuckle that looked like a pity laugh so that she wouldn’t sit there laughing by herself. “I do have a favorite part as of right now, although it might change later. Like I said, I’m trying not to give anything away, but there are a couple of songs that are really, really good that I’m hoping the audience will like as well. One of them might become the new ‘Let It Go’.”
The interviewer finished off the interview, giving room for small talk afterwards to check up on how Marley was feeling during the interview. She was thankful she had gotten such a considerate journalist who seemed easy going and thoughtful. She saw the interviewer out and thanked them for a great interview. When the interviewer left, Marley immediately texted her manager to update her on how it went.
