#triomuses

[libra-meyer]

✨ randall!!

Send me a ✨ and I’ll say what Pokémon your character reminds me of. 

(( Okay so... maybe this doesn’t make sense to anyone else but I think Cinccino fits. But Rapidash probably makes more sense.))

[iamclivedove-archive-blog]

✉ destroy me

My muse died a long time ago, and while looking through my muse’s belongings your muse finds a note with their name written on it. Send “✉” for what it says (Here I fucking go.)))

The letter, consisting of three sheets of A-4 paper, is fairly worn, as if it’s been there for some time. The handwriting, dark blue ink, is fairly messy, as if it was written very quickly. There's very faint bloodstains on the last sheet. The entire letter reads:

Dear Dimitri Allen.

I hope things have been going well for you. Honestly… I’m not in a good situation.

That’s why I’m writing this to you.

Anyways, I should say a few things while I’m here.

First off, I know I was in the wrong. I should have realised this sooner. Maybe, if I did, we would still be together. Maybe I would have told you about the Mobile Fortress sooner. Maybe I would have just let myself be arrested then and there instead of running off and using my Mobile Fortress.

Maybe I should have just spread the truth, instead of building the fake London and planning to raze London.

I won’t ask for your forgiveness. I know it’s far too late for that. All I ask is for you to move on, to be happy with whoever you choose to be with. That is all I ask.

Anyways, back to why I’m writing this. I’m running out of time.

If you’re reading this, I’m long dead. I’ve been kidnapped. I only have a few minutes left. I need to hurry, if this ever gets to you, just hear me out. I’m sorry.

I know I can’t fix all my problems. But by telling you how I feel, how much I loved you, even with all those lies… at least I can die, knowing I managed to tell you the truth.

Anyways… I have to finish this. I’m sorry. I loved you, Dimitri. I really did. I just wish I knew sooner, otherwise, maybe we’d still be together.

But that’s over now. Forever.

Thank you. I don’t know if you’ll ever forgive me. I understand if you can’t, because I can’t even forgive myself. Not after what I did.

I’m sor

The last part of the letter is splotched with ink, and blood. It’s obvious Clive was killed before he could finish the letter.

[iamclivedove-archive-blog]

the smell of alcohol. the heavy stuff.

Send my muse a scent and see how they’ll react to it.

It doesn’t bring much up, actually. He’s more of a hot chocolate type of person.

Though, he probably tried it once, and became very drunk. He probably only touches the stuff when he’s really out of it. Which isn’t often, mind you.

[iamclivedove-archive-blog]

I'm upset there's no Dimitri! D: But Amelia, Sammy Thunder, and Anton

Amelia: If you had the chance at eternal life, would you take it?

Nah. 

He’d would rather take the chance to see his parents in the afterlife, rather than live forever, outliving his friends/significant other/etc. (It’s pretty complicated, actually.)

Sammy Thunder: Do you like your job (if you have one)?

Clive’s unemployed at the moment. Though, he really disliked his reporter days, and only took the job to find out who was responsible for the time machine explosion.

Anton: Do you believe in vampires?

He might.

[libra-meyer]

Mom - How does it feel to know that your daughter is with a man ten years older than her, who also happens to be dating two other people, who ALSO nearly buried an entire city, AND has been completely piss-ass drunk in front of her?

Send in ‘Mom’ to hear from my muse’s mother. 

“Hmph, I’m not surprised she’s getting herself involved with such trash.” 

[libra-meyer]

triomuses replied to your post:Happy Birthday Libra

⟪two bottles of VERY pricey wine arrive for libra, with a small box and a card attached. inside said box is a set of tarot cards, which are also very clearly expensive. as in holy shit, that’s real gold on these things expensive. clearly, randall only wants the best for her.⟫

Libra giggled, blushing to herself. “Oh, Randall, you shouldn’t have...” It seems she’s found a new favorite deck. 

[libra-meyer]

"MY LEG!"

“What happened!? Are you hurt!?”

[iamclivedove-archive-blog]

🙋 does his love for chocolate stem from anything specific? also, does he have or want any pets?

For question 1: Not really.  Though, it’s mostly used as a comfort food. When Constance died, he did nothing but binge-eat on the stuff. He also probably carries a small pot of chocolate spread with him in case he feels like having some. Nobody knows about this. Except maybe Dimitri.

For question 2: Not yet. The reason I say so, is because he secretly, REALLY wants a cat. There’s several stray cats in Future London, and Clive secretly strokes them when nobody’s looking. He’ll probably get a cat as a therapy pet or something, idk.