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[bluec]

Happy birthday!

thank youuu!!!!

[vulturousculturalist]

What's your favorite place to hang out?

Nature trails! Especially in autumn! The weather is so nice and the scenery is breathtaking.

[bluec]

Jasmine tea, iced coffee, and herbal tea!

Jasmine Tea : If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?I wanna be one of those basic people and travel Europe hahhaah

Iced Coffee : Do you like reading? If so, what’s your favorite book?I do love reading, but I’m really not sure of my favourite book. Too many to choose from.

Herbal Tea : You’re at a candle shop, what scented candle do you buy?Something like firewood! My favourite smell.

[copper-trumpet]

12, 13, 14, 20?

12. A character I wish I was better at

Pharah. My brother is amazing at her but I kind of suck. If I get her in 1v1 you KNOW I’m about to lose. But character wise, she’s super cool and has amazing abilities. I wish I could do her justice (hehehehehehehe) when I play her. She’s that cool. 

13. My favorite ultimate

Dragonstrike! 200 damage per second AND looks super cool. And terrifying when it’s coming right at you. A close runner-up is Deadeye because it’s so fun to do and so awful to be on the receiving end of, and also Resurrect because mass rezzes are a one-way ticket to play of the game. That, and I love counter-ulting. 

14. One gameplay tip with my most played character 

With Hanzo, be smart about your use of scatter arrows. They’re a great tool for enemies in corridors and halls, and my personal number one use of them is for enemies that have super high mobility and speed to the point that it’s pointless to aim (looking at you, Tracer, Genji, and Lucio). Or, if you’re behind a shielded Reinhardt, shooting one at the shield and having them all bounce back at his and his team’s faces is the most fun thing ever.  But because they’re such a useful tool, your best bet is to try to think about making them count every time. 

If you find yourself kind of bad with aiming scatter arrows or making them work the way you want them to, a great trick is to know that they spread in very clear-cut vectors. If you can angle the vectors correctly on smooth terrain, it’s easy to be able to control the spread of arrows to go where you want them to. So when using a scatter arrow, try to think about the vector to avoid wasting one and missing the enemy entirely. The vector is also really important to think about when you’re at a more awkward angle and trying to aim into a corridor or room. Obviously you can’t constantly be thinking about it, especially in more panicky situations like that Genji coming at you, but if you’re in a situation where you can really aim with intent or need to aim that arrow juuuust right, keeping the vector shape in mind is a good idea. 

20. My fifth most played character

Ana. I’ve recently started playing her more because, come on. Healing sniper. That is an AWESOME concept. I have a preference both for sniping and for support, so she’s pretty awesome. Not my go-to support just yet-- Mercy is a much more effective healer in general because her healing is more fast, direct, and efficient-- but her abilities have real value, especially sleeping enemies and preventing healing on enemy players. I also have her pimped out because of lootboxes. I have every legendary skin for her except for Wasteland, plus the Halloween skin, and a pretty sweet highlight intro. So I feel like I have to play her now. 

[copper-trumpet]

Coral, boardwalk, turquoise, pearl, fog, hurricane?

coral: if you had to describe your personality as a food, what would you be and why?

Dark chocolate. Bitter and likable to some, but disgusting to other palates. 

boardwalk: who is your favourite fictional couple?

I think my all-time favorite couple has to be Bucky/Steve from Marvel, but honestly Civil War has given me an interest in Tony/Steve.

 turquoise: weirdest dream you’ve ever had?

It was some weird MUN committee at some fancy private school. I was in a double delegation with a close friend of mine and our topic was-- and I remember this perfectly, for some reason-- the imperial Anglicization of non-European ethnic cultures. We were India. For some reason, all we had to write on were these orangey-red papers and we were in a very weird-looking classroom. Next thing I know, I enter a building of the school and it’s my kitchen, where my dad and brother are sitting by this gigantic flat-screen TV that’s playing a football game. I was lucid for the very end, and for some reason, I remember reading numbers in my dream (even though apparently that’s not supposed to happen). They were red numbers on a white building-- 18965. 

pearl: if you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go and why?

I would go to Switzerland to see the parts of it I didn’t get to check out in my first trip, specifically in the Italian-speaking portion of the country. And of course I’d love to see Geneva, and return to Zurich. 

fog: describe where you think you’ll be in five years.

In five years I’ll be a senior in college, finishing my major-- probably public health or chemistry-- and applying to medical schools. 

hurricane: describe a strange habit of yours.

I have this weird tendency to count something about every object I come across or interact with (”interact” makes me sound like a video game character). Maybe it’s the number of wrinkles in a piece of paper or the number of marks on the body of a wooden pencil, but I always have to count it and commit it to memory. The useful thing is that it makes me good at knowing the differences between two very similar objects and knowing exactly what is mine and what isn’t. 

[copper-trumpet]

20-24, 38-39?

Really long post, especially with #20. I hope I told these stories well. 

20: Talk about something that happened in high school.

It was the last hour of the last day of band camp in the summer of 2016. Up until then, I’d spent an entire summer working under the hot sun-- actually, in particular, the hottest summer in South Florida on record-- on finishing our first song in the show and getting all the music and marching basics down. I have a horrible tan to prove it. Anyway, that day, we were learning the first few pages of drill for the second song. We were doing this weird body movement and running it, when suddenly, I felt the weirdest twisting feeling in my right knee and fell down. The shock set in and all I could concentrate on was the pain suddenly bursting both from the brand-new scrapes on my knee (we practice on concrete) and something more internal. I also realized that I was screaming, and had the forethought to cover my mouth with my gloved hand. 

The next few minutes felt like hours. I remember it in flashes. One of the other trumpets yelling for someone to get help and keeping people from crowding me. Other band and guard people looking at me in shock. One of my instructors-- the best instructor I’ve ever had in anything-- walking up to me and then turning around and walking away (only later would I found out that he went to get the band director). Another instructor standing by me (a drumline instructor that I had never spoken to before then). And then, hearing someone say my band director’s name. I remember thinking then and there that I had to scrape what little dignity I had left together and slowly removing my hand from my mouth. My brother practically jumped off of his drum major podium and ran over to me, grabbing my hand. That was when I decided to finally take a look at what had happened. 

Where my knee used to be there was only flat skin. To the right of that place, there was suddenly a kneecap. Needless to say, my stomach felt like it was turning itself inside-out. 

And then the band director showed up.

I told him what happened, feeling ashamed and embarrassed of both my injury and my shaking voice. He was calm the entire time, but when he tried to move me, I started yelling in pain, and then there was a little bit of panic in his eyes. He gave me an ultimatum: either I wait for an ambulance and an EMT could slot my knee back in place, or he could try to do it. 

Let me explain to you why I chose the latter. 

I knew that he had experience with this kind of thing before. The exact same thing happened to him multiple times, and he’d had a ton of surgery on his knees. He knew how it worked. Also, in my pain-addled state, I was sure that as soon as it went back in, I could get up and go on marching right after. And I wanted to finish the camp. Plus there was the fact that I was all kinds of embarrassed by then. I didn’t want more fanfare by bringing in an ambulance of all things. My brother, right beside me, was panicking, but he respected my decision (after asking me if I was sure about five times). He handed me the hat right off his head and I bit down. 

I don’t know if I’ve ever screamed like I did in that moment. I don’t think I’ve ever felt pain like I did in that moment. But before I knew it, the knee was in and I was being lifted onto one of the equipment carts. Long story short, I didn’t tear anything important, so I didn’t need surgery. But I spent the first two weeks of school on crutches and couldn’t march for the rest of the season. I got moved to a spot in the mostly static front percussion ensemble (otherwise known as the Pit) and I’ve been playing the glockenspiel for the rest of marching season. 

21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down. 

I was a sophomore and it was the very beginnings of concert season, during the winter concert. I had been talking a lot with a freshman in the trumpet section (who played a woodwind instrument for concert season). We hung out throughout the night of the concert, and when I went home that evening, I found a bunch of texts from her. Essentially she told me that she had a crush on me. At the time, I wasn’t really ready for any sort of relationship. I also wasn’t really sure how I felt about anyone at that moment. I let her down as gently as possible and we continued being friends afterward, but I can’t help but feel that I might have hurt her and that pains me. 

22: Talk about your worst fear.

Since I was a little kid, I’d been raised not to fail. To refuse to fail at anything. Or perhaps, now that I look back on it, that was just my obsessive mentality taking my parents’ lessons and twisting them to a dogma of never being bad at anything, ever. Either way, as I grew up, that fostered in me an abject fear of failure at anything. If I was bad at something, I either worked to be great or avoided it entirely. I started to be afraid of doing anything I could possibly fail at. I took everything too seriously, I practiced everything too seriously, so I didn’t fail in front of anyone. And I told myself that I was doing it for my parents, but really, I was just doing it to feed that fear. As I got older and started to understand ideas of legacy and of the sacrifices my parents made to come to this country, that only added to my fear. Now it meant that I couldn’t fail because I had to show that that investment hadn’t been made in vain, that I was worthy of the life I had been born into. 

Today, that fear of failure still drives me to be the best I can be, especially academically. I can’t stand to give up on anything, to cruise through anything. But it also gives way to a low self-esteem. 

23: Talk about a time someone turned you down.

I honestly can barely remember the last time I admitted my feelings to anyone so they could properly turn me down. I usually just keep it to myself until it fades on its own. I never really do a proper confession. 

24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.

In the band program I’m in, becoming an officer requires an application process that includes going to these officer training sessions, where they teach you about leadership and teamwork and that kind of thing. In the first of these sessions, I talked quite a lot about my own views on leadership and the program itself. After the meeting, two of my instructors-- one of whom is the guy that is, like, my actual hero-- commented on the fact that they’d never really heard me speak that much at once (in band I’m not very vocal. For the most part, there’s not too much room to be and I’m very much an introvert). They said that they thought my comments were awesome, and one of them even said “still water runs deep.” It’s a small thing, but it meant a lot to me that they listened to me and thought that what I said had meaning. 

38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.

Everybody Talks by Neon Trees always reminds me of @radmero. It’s bright and laid-back and had this undercurrent of sarcasm that always reminds me of her. Most songs by Neon Trees, actually, remind me of her. 

i hate u, i love u by gnash always makes me think of this one friend that I lost recently. The song is in the romantic sense but I think of it in a more platonic sense with the two of us. It’s good at articulating the indignation and hurt. Bohemian Rhapsody also always makes me think of the same person. 

Someone New by Hozier makes me think of myself and my own approach to romantic feelings. How confusing it all is. It also makes me think of my brother and his approach to the same. We can both relate.

Treat You Better by Shawn Mendes makes me think of this one friend of mine that I used to have a pretty big crush on. Kind of still do. Who doesn’t think of a crush that’s already taken when they hear this song? 

Hear Me by Imagine Dragons always makes me think of you. I feel like you have so much so say but you don’t really say it very often. 

I Lived by OneRepublic makes me think of @harakanvarvas. I think it’s just the style of music and the album cover, not so much the lyrics. 

39: Talk about things you wish you'd known earlier.

I wish I’d known how easily friendships and shift and change and break before I lost a lot of them. It would have hurt me a lot less if I’d been more prepared for it. 

[vulturousculturalist]

For the ask meme- Firestar, Saïx, Treecko, that standing-up-on-two-legs Litten evolution(WHY), and Brambleclaw?

Put 5 Characters in My Ask and I’ll Put Them in Order of My Preference

Least to most:

Firestar

Luchalitten (el bae)

Bramblestar (it’s about a tie between him and luchalitten ngl)

Saix

Treecko

Thanks so much for the ask!

[copper-trumpet]

30-40? :D

30: are your hands cold?

Often. Sometimes they’re inexplicably warm. 

31: if you had to choose three articles of clothing to keep for the next three years of your life, what would they be?

1) My Johns Hopkins Hoodie

2) My German National Football Team track jacket

3) The white dress with the yellow flowers

32: monet or da vinci?

Da Vinci by a long shot. Monet was excellent but da Vinci was something else, man. He pushed the boundaries of his time to the point of no return. 

33: van gogh or michelangelo?

A very tough one. I’d have to go with Michelangelo, if only because of the way that the Sistine Chapel stole the very air from my lungs. 

34: if you were a teacher, what would you assign to your class as their first project?

It depends on what subject I’m teaching, but if it were history I’d DEFINITELY go with some type of genealogy/family history project. And if there were kids with circumstances where they couldn’t really do a project like that (e.g. kids who are adopted and don’t know who their parents were), I’d definitely have an alternative project. Something to do with placing themselves as demigods of some ancient religion and tracing THAT genealogy. 

35:how do you pronounce 'crayon'?

Usually, cray-on. But if I’m talking fast it sounds more like creh-ahn. 

36:have you ever wanted to be invisible?

Only all the time. I’d put it to good use. 

37:have you ever wanted to be everywhere?

Yes and no. It would be terrifying to witness so much at once, but there’s so much I want to witness. 

38:if you could change any one thing about your current surroundings, what would it be?

We wouldn’t all be plagued with the knowledge that eventually most of the state is going to disappear under rising sea levels. Perhaps in my lifetime. 

39:do you hear things in layers or all at once?

Layers. Unless my hearing aid is kind of overloading my senses like it does sometimes. 

40:neon light or natural light?

Natural.