Jul 29, 2015
It's July 29th
Meaning Windows 10 debut, aaaaand Zoelin's birthday. My pyromaniac technophilic adrenaline junkie, congrats bby
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It's July 29th
Meaning Windows 10 debut, aaaaand Zoelin's birthday. My pyromaniac technophilic adrenaline junkie, congrats bby
For the oc meme, Zoelin
01. Full name: Zoelin Anive Janors
02. Best friend: -shehasmany- Finnick, Gylan, Niji, Lunira, Milo (more like frenemies), Kylied, Ovvine, Tala (also frenemies but not as hostile as her and Milo), uh………..I think she and Louche would get along actually, they’re bot jokesters. Same with her and Neb—being technical nerds.
03. Sexuality: Biromantic, heterosexual.
04. Favorite color: Lavender and Silver.
05. Relationship status: Taken
06. Ideal mate: In a summary, someone who gets her. They don’t have to completely understand her and the quirks she has but as long as they’re with peace with what she does while also bringing their own flavor to their mixed pot of romance then it’s all good, yo.
07. Turn-ons: Out of the box thinking, mostly. She likes an interesting challenge and meeting with her at her game is good points in her book.
08. Favorite food: Spicy foods, And burnt cheese pizza from the corner store on 5th Ave and Pleasant St.
09. Crushes: Idris Elba Besides her datefriend Gylan, no one right now
10. Favorite music: While working: blues and soul music; Any other time it’s usually Rock.
11. Biggest fear: Drowning.
12. Biggest fantasy: Becoming a famous inventor or beating a world record. She’s been eying the hotdog eating contests.
13. Bad habits: She speaks her mind way too often yet produces enough red herring moments to hide the more serious side of her so it bottles up until she’s alone….also she can’t stop playing with the tin foil in stores.
14. Biggest regret: Not being able to do anything to keep her mother from leaving her and her father when she was little.
15. Best kept secrets: She still can’t swim and hangs out at the kiddie pool.
16. Last thought: ‘Definitely should’ve smashed that with a hammer.’
17. Worst romantic experience: While playing Mario-Kart with Gylan, she was sitting on his lap and farted right in it. (She’s more upset at being embarrassed about it that it cost her the victory lap of Rainbow Road)
18. Biggest insecurity: That she pushes people away with her eccentric ways.
19. Weapon of choice: In both universes, its anything she can get her hands on and utilize it as a weapon. She’s like a deadly ravenclaw in which “they know 56 ways of killing you with every item in the room including the room itself”. However, it’s safe to say it’s either a gun or a knife…or wrench.
20. Role Model: Felis, her father, David Tennant and MacGuyver.
Zoelin. >w>
HUMAN TIME.
What they smell like: Days when she’s working, she smells of motor oil and rusty iron from working with scrap metal and electrical equipment. On days that she’s not, she cleans herself up and smells of butterscotch. It’s her favorite shampoo and bodywash.
How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): Sprawled out everywhere. Leg here and there, leg everywhere. Arms and hands up, they’re playing her song, the butterflies fly awaaaaaaaaay. She rolls around in the bed a lot in her sleep so there’s no definite position. Sleeping schedule is always off, since she prefers doing all nighters and sleeping during the day. There’s more fun things to do at night and she gets her best ideas around that time. Also, funfact: Her and Finnick’s dorm room is a complete mess. IT’S A MAZE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHERE THEIR BEDS ARE AND YOU NEED A MAP JUST TO GET A HINT.
What music they enjoy: Jazz when working on cars or hacking into computers, also likes funky jams and hip hop songs. Lately she’s been listening to a lot of Justin Timberlake.
How much time they spend getting ready every morning: About 30 minutes to an hour most days. She’s a get up and get going type of person, with 25 of the minutes are spent mostly her taking time out to restraighten her hair. It gets poofy. Badly.
Their favorite thing to collect: LOL SHINY THINGS WHAT DO YOU EXPECT. She also likes technology and anything that might need tinkering to fix. And hats. Hats with ears on them.
Left or right-handed: She’s left handed when writing, but has grown to learn using both hands when working and doing other things.
Religion (if any): Raised baptist christian, but doesn’t go to church much to follow it religiously. She’s loose about it.
Favorite sport: Basketball, video game tournaments, and Soccer.
Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): Food. And check out the clubs. She also likes checking out the cars or location specific vehicles there, wondering how they were built and for what purpose.
Favorite kind of weather: Rainy days, actually. She finds them calming and soothing when she’s tinkering with objects. If nothing good is on the radio, she’ll listen to the rain as her working music or thoughts-to-brood-about music.
A weird/obscure fear they have: Water. Specifically deep water, even in this universe she still doesn’t know how to swim. When growing up with Milo, Fin, and Niji she usually stayed around the kiddie pool and 3ft area at the local YMCA but never ventured out into the deep. She will get on a boat though, since they’re structurely sound.
The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: Shooting gallery and archery. She’s a shooter. Loves to shoot.
Gyelin
I think I know who this is~ >u>
Who cooks normally?: Mm.. It evens out here? Just depends on who feels like doing it that day but Zoelin’s more of a barbequing-type of girl. (She calls dibs every summer when there’s a cookout.)
How often do they fight?: HAH. Never. There’s the occassional disagreement but it never gets any serious than that.
What do they do when they’re away from each other?: Work, hang out with friends, the usual things.
Any Nicknames?: Gy, Zo, Ninja, Pirate, Invisible “Horn"et. The Red Baron. Glowbug and Sparkles.
Who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Gylan, he’s such a gentleman.
Who steals the covers at night?: Gylan. He likes the warmth and just burrows under it all. There’s this tiny sliver of space that Zoelin usually has to slip right in through just to get some of that warmth with him.
What would they get each other for gifts?: Luckily gor Gylan as long as it’s something that’s either A) shiny or B) Something she could use in her mechanic shop, it’s all good. Zoelin on the other hand likes to surprise Gylan with things aside from the obvious of what he’d like. Say if she were getting him some new paint supplies, it’d also turn into a scavenger hunt in a park that he had been wanting to visit.
Who remembers things?: Mmm…They both do? It evens out here.
Who cusses more?: Zoelin. I’m pretty sure she curses the most, but Gylan has his moments. What would they do if the other was hurt?: Zoelin = Rage + Weapons. No, I’m not joking. Gylan would probably get Zo to a safe place, hiding them both and then tend to her wounds.
Who kissed who first?: Zoelin did.
Who made the first move?: Zoelin. I’m pretty sure it was harmless friendly-flirting on her part.
Who started the relationship?: Gylan did hesitantly, Zoelin told him she’d have to think about it for a minute…which turned into about two weeks but EVENTUALLY.
Farren tries on Zoelin's clothes and no one recognizes her.
In which something silly has become the longest thing ever.————————————————————————————————————-A change of clothes says a lot about a personality. Whether it’s to make you feel better or just something to reflect your current mood. Some say, that wearing each other’s clothes could be a sign of admiration or a display of disapproval if one wanted to view it as an insultWhatever the case was, neither of them seemed to fit this scenario.Farren was just honestly curious about these clothes and wondered if wearing them would change anything. At first she thought she might have some of the owner’s usual confidence seeped into her veins and she could walk ahead into her daily tasks with no second thoughts at all besides “Just do.” Then as Farren mused while surveying herself in the mirror as she donned the baggy cargo-capris, tying them up so they wouldn’t fall off of her slimmer frame, she thought this could be just a fun idea to try out in her own room.But she paused, eyes widening with realization as the jean vest slipped effortlessly on top of her slightly-too-long tee shirt, what if she were caught? Farren bit her lower lip, knowing this already looked a little too guilty and obvious: Modeling in her own room with someone else’s clothes whom wasn’t even her roommate.“But then again, she did say I could borrow them for awhile.”“Sorry about the mess, you can borrow mine for awhile if ya want. ‘S no biggie.”Her words echoed through her mind that fateful day following the accidental collision of blouse meeting sloppy joes in the main Cafeteria.“But that was a week ago,” Farren sighed. “I should’ve returned them back by now.” She studied herself in the mirror, tilting her head to the side in worry. Though she had never seen the girl mad before, the greying-brunette didn’t want to be on that end of the spectrum nor be there to witness that fit of rage. Fiddling with the red knitted cap in her fingers, another thought had also crossed her mind.“She’s never usually angry..a-and she did say it was fine.” She placed the cap on her head, fluffing her hair out to match the usual style the dark-skinned blonde owner of the outfit had usually worn her own hair. “It’ll only be for a little while, and then I’ll clean them and give them right back.” Farren nodded to herself, smiling at her identical reflection in the mirror.Maybe these clothes had a bit of confidence boosting magic to them after all.“Well, if I had known you liked them that much, I would’ve asked you to come shopping with me before hand,” a voice followed by a chuckle had quickly wiped all sense of courage, silliness, and any sort of playful thought Farren had left in her brain. All that was left was complete terror and a soundless:“Eep!”Slowly, she turned around, suddenly gratetful that the makeshift bangs she wore were hiding her eyes. She was sure that along with the slightly quivering lip, her wide-as-dinner-plates eyes would give her away. The person she expected but had wanted to be the last person she saw was right there, in the doorway of her room. Her own outfit was different than Farren’s, similar in basic design but she had more of a light-blue tone to her color scheme today. The clothes Farren had borrowed were more green and brown—another thing that Farren did like when she was allowed to wear them.Zoelin leaned casually against the door-frame. There was nothing angry, sad, or even surprised about her pose. In fact, she looked more amused if anything. Nothing at all what Farren had predicted before, which had also made her worry but the earlier fear was soon replaced by a curious-wariness as Zoelin placed her hands into her pockets and stepped into the room. Her green eyes followed the taller girl as she didn’t break her stride and stopped only when she was standing shoulder to shoulder next to Farren. A hand was lifted from it’s usual housing in Zoelin’s jeans, making it’s way to stroke her chin in a thoughtful manner. Farren turned to see where Zoelin’s eyes were —or at least what she hoped they were—looking at.Standing side by side in the mirror, just like they are now, Farren compared their frames. Lean in some areas, but Zoelin had filled her clothes in better than she did. It might’ve been because she was taller than her, or there were some shapes to her that weren’t usually seen but Farren herself had in different areas.“Y’knoooooow,” Zoelin drawled out. “This is…kinda cute!” She turned back to Farren, removing her hand from her own chin to pat the younger girl’s head with the same hand. “We could have some fun with this.”Farren’s eyes grew wide once again. “We could?”“Oh yeah, most definitely.”———“Z-zoelin, I don’t know about this.”“Just trust me, it’ll be funny!”“But what if he doesn’t—”“He will—and here he comes now!” Zoelin dashed off down the aisle, heading into the next row of books as she left Farren standing in the main area in the library by herself. There wasn’t any instruction to what she was supposed to do, so she only did the first thing she could think of.Standing.“Psssst.” Something hissed nearby. Farren looked over her shoulder, the man that the two girls were eyeing hadn’t come near yet, so it couldn’t have been him. “PSSSSST!” The hiss reached her ears again. Slowly, but surely, she side stepped towards the nearest aisle where the hiss was growing louder.“Um..Hello?—EEEEE!!!!!” Two books popped out of their normal spots, falling into Farren’s hands as Zoelin’s face replaced their assigned slots.“Act natural—you okay?”“Y-yeah, you just..startled me.” Farren held the books up again, and Zoelin took them before placing them back in their respective areas.“Oh, sorry about that. But yeah, just act natural and it’ll all come into play, okay?” Farren nodded in reply, then felt a little silly in doing so. The girl couldn’t have seen her nodding, so she whispered an “okay” before heading back out again. Luckily, none of the other students outside of the aisle had heard her shriek, or if they did then they paid no attention to it. She let out a breathless sigh, before heading up towards the few cluster of steps to see if their plan would fall into play as the older girl assured her.But there was one problem: the guy was gone.“He couldn’t have gone too far, I was only gone for a few seconds,” she mused to herself, turning her head this way and that to see if he’d still be in view. When she looked back towards the aisle she last saw Zoelin in, the blonde in question had already let her own head peek out and she was pointing towards the other pair of aisles across the main hall.“He went that-a-way,” she mouthed out.Nodding, she hurried down the few steps of stairs, heading over to the other side of aisles. She peeked down the first one, but there was no sign of him. So she continued down the next few aisles until she bumped into a friendly-and-familiar person. Stumbling back himself from the accidental bump-in, Nebulos regained his footing.“Oops! Sorry, I didn’t see you there, Zo—…” He paused in mid-sentence. There was something off about the girl in front of him that he couldn’t place. His face was like an open book and Farren could tell it was taking him awhile to try and figure out what it was. A small laugh erupted from herself but she quickly covered her mouth to keep herself from letting anymore giggles appear.
“That’s strange,” Nebulos muddled. ” You look like..But I thought I heard Farren…” He scratched his grey cap, still looking completely befuddled. “No, I could’ve sworn I heard…” He finally sighed and shook his head, giving a laugh. “Zo did you dye your hair again?”
Farren kept her smile, trying not to break it any wider as she merely shrugged. It was a vague enough answer, but it was enough for Nebulos. He waved her off, saying that he’d see her later after returning a book on berries to Lunira. Once he was out sight, all the little laughs that built up inside Farren had bursted out, which were joined with Zoelin’s own bouts of laughter.
So their plan had worked after all.
“That. Was. Amazing.” Zoelin finally choked out. “You did very well, ‘Ren. ” Farren smiled right back, putting both of her hands up to clap them together.
“Really?”
“Psh, heck yeah! C’mon, let’s see who else we can fool. You can choose who this time.”
“Okay!”AND THEN NO ONE FIGURED IT OUT. THE END.
Gylan and Zoelin, monster truck derby.
“YES! OH BABY, YES!” Fans roared and cheered as the largest truck in the middle of the mud pile, aptly named “Big Boomer”, stampeded through the line of sedans laying in it’s wake. Their fate already determined to be one little straight light of flat metallic pancakes. Satisfied with her recent proclaimation of the broken cars, Zoelin sat back in her seat to take another sip of her coke.“I’m assuming this was a good idea?” Gylan asked, he had been sitting throughout most of the carnage, only getting up when the whole crowd did, as he felt that was the only time things had gotten interesting. Someone did lose a limb in this, but he was mostly in it for watching her reactions instead. They were more animated than the actual Derby anyway.She nodded, still sipping through her cup. “Mmhm!” Another blast caught both of their attention, the air from this collison’s blast had knocked her own large styrofoam hat off her head and into the air where it flew into the next few boxes over. “Woops. There it goes. Well, we can always get another,” she rested a hand on his shoulder when Gylan made ready to go chase after the hat. “Let’s just enjoy this for now.” Then, as Big Boomer was joined by his fateful twin truck “Ol’ Reliable”, Zoelin jumped up in her seat, roaring loudly with the crowd to chant for the next crushing.This time with a mini-van.Gylan on the other hand, grinned contently from his seat, his gaze switching from the main area to her, not wanting to miss the points when her face easily changed from glee to anger and then to complete shock before going back to happy again. But something else caught his eye as he switched views, this one, blinking right back at him from across the way.“Is..Is that a kiss cam?” Gylan asked, squinting his eyes as he leaned foward to see if the decrease in distance between him and the large jumbo-tron would help confirm his suspicions. While it made no difference since their seats were close to a mile away or two from the TV, seeing himself blink back towards the camera and sitting back in his seat, face aglow with red spreading from his hairline to the base of his neck.“I-it is.” He murmered.“Huh?” Zoelin turned around, seeing him trying to hide his face under the comically large cowboy hat. The small gesture only making the cameras zoom into his face even more. There was nothing left for a half-time show and with the current truck stuck in a deep mud pit, this was as close to a good show the crowd was going to get. Which made her mad. “Tch. Typical, they can’t find anything else except prey on the cute.” She blew an agitated breath upward, making the bangs flutter up and down in response. Plopping down next to him, Zoelin scooted closer to the point where they were sitting shoulder to shoulder. The small bit of contact made him up and then relax when he noticed the familar pair of faded jeans sitting comfortably next to his dark blue ones. “Y’know,” she started slowly, in a comforting tone, “they’re not gonna go away unless we give them a show.”“A show?”“Mhm.”“W-we?”“Yep.” They were nose-to-nose now, and she could tell if not by the sincereity of his blue eyes, then his blush as it began to calm and simmer down to a faint pink. “Either I do it or you—”That was all it took for him when he boldly leaned forward and pecked her on the lips. It was so quick, and so sweet, Zoelin had thought it lasted for five mintues rather than five seconds. A hoarse laugh erupted from her, finding the small action of surprise to be cute, but the audience however, wasn’t satisfied with just that.“KISS HER AGAIN!” Someone from the lower section seats cheered. They were only answered with Zoelin tugging the hat on Gylan’s hat down to cover their faces as she kissed him back.A unanimous sigh of disapproval filled the stadium, the onlookers unamused that they didn’t get to see.“NO, Y’ALL CAN’T HAVE ANOTHER SNEAK PEEK BECAUSE Y’ALL DIDN’T LEAVE HIM ALONE.” She chuckled and leaned in, covering their faces with the large hat again. “Now go away.”
Rory, Zoelin, and Vivan! 8D
RENEE I FINALLY GOT YOUR ASK BUT IT DIDN’T APPEAR WHEN I TRIED TO ANSWER IT THE FIRST TIME—and Rory and Viv are already answered, but here’s Zo Zo for you
Zoelin:
OTP: Zoelin/Gylan~ Its too cute. And Finnick/Zoelin actually have good chemistry together, apparently. And admittingly I do kinda ship Dengeki/Zoelin a little bitBrOTP: Fin/Zo, man. Cause it’s GUY LOVE BETWEEN TWO GUYS-THOUGH-ONE-IS-A-GIRL. And Niji/Zo because of their mamas, I think Zo/Dante could work really well in a weird way. Same with Tala/Zo. Louche/Zo would also be pretty hilarious aaaaand… Julyne/Zo because they’re sassy. And Zo/Luni because they're sistahs.OT3: ZOELIN/CYRIL/SHINY THINGS, YOU KNOW YOU SHIP IT. And Zo/Electric Eel twins awwyeahNOTP: Zoelin/Gylan’s Sheded Snake Skin That she thought was him at one point and thought he died on heras
Zoelin 1-10
It’s the Zo-Zo, yo
1-What foods do they love, and what foods do they refuse to eat?—Meat and Veggie eater to the bone, more so with the meat than Lunira is. Her favorite foods would have to be chaosits which is like…cheese but..something different that escapes my mind at the time. What she won’t eat is carrots. Allergic and they make her pass out. Evil things.2-What is their weapon of choice, and what weapon do they dislike using the most?—LASER GUNS, YIPPEE KI-YAY. Or bombs. Or knives hidden on her person. Or her legs that are pretty springy because of their arches. She’s used to brawlin’ and can get tough and dirty when needed so if there’s no invention she’s made near by, she can hold on her own pretty well.3-What is their preferred method of transportation?—Flying. While she does love flying around using her tails—even abusing this as a kid because she was considerably short and wanted to appear tall, she does love taking the hover-karts around for joy rides. I mean test runs. I mean…both.Until she crashes them into something.But they were meant to do that.4-Who did they look up to the most as a child? Who do they look up to as an adult?—Her Pops. She thinks he knows everything and is the bee’s knees, especially since he has a few tricks up his sleeve with being able to repair things with ease. Even things she’s considered beyond repair.5-What kind of weather makes them happy, and what kind makes them sad?—Warm and sunny with wide open spaces and plenty of wind. It reminds her quite a lot of her homeplanet, but snowy weather has caught her curiosity from time to time. Rainy weather gets her a little down sometimes, but it’s anything or anywhere that has a huge body of water and there’s swimming involved. She-no-likey-the-swimming.6-What languages do they speak? Do they have any idiosyncrasies or identifiable patterns of speech, word usages, etc?—Lyvanisian mostly. She does pick up some Chameliosian after some time in her teen years, but her own dialect and accent makes speaking the different species’ language hard. It makes her squeak and lisp too much.7-What clothing do they like to wear, and what do they wear most often?—Loose clothing, but there’s always a belt here and there to keep it tied on so she doesn’t go off on a naked spree like she casually jokes at bout. When she’s older she starts going towards more feminine clothing but keeps going back to her usual gloves, shirts, and pants combo. And belts.Lots of belts for the tools and weapons, son.8-Do they eat a healthy diet? A varied one?—Admittingly…it’s not as healthy as Lunira’s would be, but it’s not horrible? She’ll eat junk food in a heart beat but she’ll go back to eating meats and veggies when she can. Actually, for her, sugar has the opposite effect in which her movements are sluggish and she acts like she’s high.9-As a child, what did they want to be when they grew up? Did they realize their dream?—As a child…There were three different phases of what she wanted to be when growing up. The first was a 6090 Gvante’d Powered Locomotive Truck. After her dad told her she couldn’t grow up to be a machine, she wanted to be a planet—..don’t ask, long story with weird logic there. And finally she wanted to be a mechanic and also blow stuff up when she can. She does get to realize this as an adult, working with Finnick in their awesome repair shop where they also get random weapons from different planets (and universes)My headcanon is they got a portal device once. and a sonic screwdriver.They fell behind on orders for a good 3 months after that day because they had too much fun with it.10-What makes them feel safe or secure? What makes them feel insecure or unsafe?—Gylaaaaaaaan. Being in the air, or having an array of weaponry in her arsenal is all she needs to feel safe. Or the satisfaction of having a good chance of besting someone in a fight. Pretty safe to say being in deep water makes her feel insecure and unsafe. She’d drown.