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tell us the worst pun you can think of.

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.

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  “God, okay.” Ramsey cracked his knuckles,” I am... so tempted to say mid-ass but that’s to predictable.”

  “Why can’t you trust an artist? They’re sketchy and they’ll try to frame ya.” 

  “Moving on-” 

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29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

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  “Uh... huh.” Ramsey thought for a moment. 

  The man generally didn’t have much in the way of friends. Not for lack of trying- he just wasn’t very social. Being a wanted criminal didn’t help much when you wanted to ‘make friends’ and whatnot. 

  “Percy uh... Perce does this thing where she holds a hand over her mouth when she smiles wide enough. I don’t think it’s ‘cause she dislikes her smile, or anything, I think it’s just because she’s... her? She has this way about her. A ‘professional aura’, I guess, that kinda crumbles when she’s vulnerable and smilin’ or laughin’. Not in a bad way, but I think she’s so caught up in bein professional that she covers up the moments she’s not.” 

  He paused, feeling his cheeks heat up as he realized that he’d been rambling. Maybe, just maybe, he was talking a little bit too much. Why was he so hooked on that smiling thing, anyways? 

  “I- uh- her smile slipping over her hand is the endearing part.” he finished quickly,” And her laugh looks like cotton candy.” 

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24?

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

“... Not anymore.” 

Ramsey doesn’t seem to plan on elaborating. There’s just a dull, resigned, sort of look on his face.

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these are actually hella fucking cute y'all

[noire-pandora]

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?

5: are you self-conscious of your smile?

6: do you keep plants?

7: do you name your plants?

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?

12: what’s your favorite planet?

13: what’s something that made you smile today?

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?

20: what’s your favorite eye color?

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

22: are you a morning person?

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?

28: sunrise or sunset?

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.

33: what’s your fave pastry?

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?

38: tell us about your pet peeves!

39: what color do you wear the most?

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?

45: do you trust your instincts a lot?

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?

50: what’s an odd thing you collect?

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?

54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?

56: what are some things you find endearing in people?

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?

59: what’s your favorite myth?

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?

64: what color is the sky where you are right now?

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?

68: what’s winter like where you live?

69: what are your favorite board games?

70: have you ever used a ouija board?

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?

73: what are some of your worst habits?

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.

75: tell us about your pets!

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?

77: pink or yellow lemonade?

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.

82: are/were you good in school?

83: what’s some of your favorite album art?

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

85: do you read comics? what are your faves?

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?

89: are you close to your parents?

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?

95: what are your plans for this weekend?

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

\ \ Hi! I don’t usually post stuff like this on rp blogs but it’d mean a lot to me if you folks would check out this bad boy.

Do you like the Redwood Run arc of Epithet Erased? Do you like Meryl Lockhart? If you answered yes to either of those questions then I might have just the fic for you!

This is a Redwood Run rewrite done purely to add Meryl. Everything else stays the exact same. There’s just Meryl there now. 

It’s in script format so if you aren’t big on that, I’m sorry.

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\ \ Sorry I’ve been so inactive the last few days! I have what we in the business like to call: The Big Sad™️ and haven’t had rp energy! \ \

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[ᴘᴜʀᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏʀʀᴏᴅᴇꜱ!]

[the-golden-lie]

ashlingofficeopen

“Right! So involving the golden sheen caused by your epithet, perhaps enhancing the durability as well as usage of the rock as a projectile, I can surmise your epithet is obviously gold related, but also transmutation! Perhaps it gives you a fortified mind as well, maybe allowing you to make sense of more situations, are you able to affect yourself with this though? Oh, the possible names and Mystery! Perhaps it’s called Alchemy? Possibly only though, it is just a simple guess.” ..He spat all of that out in less than 45 seconds, likely being somewhat comprehensible, but difficult *to* actually understand for anyone but himself. Everything has to be right though, first guess!

  “Uh... it’s- just gold,” Ramsey murmured, flicking his nails awkwardly,” I, uh, only do gold.” 

  Ramsey really didn’t process... most of that, but he did get that the world Sylvester had settled on was “Alchemy” and that sure wasn’t his epithet! Good guess with context clues, but not quite hitting the mark. To be fair, though, his epithet wasn’t exactly a common word. He did have his epithet mentioned on the news, though (which was technically illegal but he wasn’t one to talk about illegal activity).

  “Good try, though.” 

[the-golden-lie]

ashlingofficeopen

"Well, again, why thank you for the free art piece. ..this is definitely staying around my office-" Folding and pocketing the piece, he holds his current smile bright and shining with pride over himself, and the drawing, readjusting his coat as sleepy dust came out- and he notices the gold dust with a raised eyebrow.

"Say- what's the dust that's falling from you? Is it similar to an epithet effect or the like? I know you have an epithet but I've never learned the name or seen it in action in the slightest, studying the effects would be Wondrous!" Oh, boy, he got his curiosity up, as questions started popping up and oh god he's speaking 500 a minute-

  Oh. Okay. Oh jeez okay, yeah. That makes sense. There’s always a catch with genius kids. Push their buttons right and you just might find something that they’re genuinely excited to talk about! He knew from watching just how quick an uninterested genius could become an eccentric brainiac as soon as you threw something they were interested in into the mix. 

  “Uh... it’s just powder,” He turned eraser shaving to gold and crushed them in his hands sometimes while sketching. Ramsey needed something to do with his other hand,” Gold dust. Used to be stuff but it’s kinda... all mucked up now, I guess.”

  Honestly, Ramsey was kind of sad that he couldn’t match this kid’s enthusiasm when it came to epithets. They were cool enough, sure, but that was that. The only other people who he knew that were this passionate about epithets wanted them gone. He was pretty sure this kid wasn’t a part of Bliss Ocean.

  “I’m not tellin you my epithet, but i can do this.” He kicked up a rock from the ground and caught it before turning it to gold in his fingertips,” Here’s your hint, kid.”

[the-golden-lie]

ashlingofficeopen

“..o-oh, i-i am so sorry if that was offensive, mr. murdoch-” He stammered after a moment knowing the mental fuck up and maybe a little internal screaming. Just a little. Not an entire chorus of Baas going off in his head shUT UP DROWSY-

Either way, hearing himself get called Doctor formally make him smile, someone was finally recognizing him for what he is! And how brilliant of a feeling it was! Good to know even a con would respect this. “Why, yes, of course, why wouldn’t I enjoy my brilliant self on paper?” His ego came shining back out.

  “Everyone likes gettin art of themselves, no one likes payin for it, everyone banks on one day gettin an opportunity like this,” Ramsey waved a hand lazily,” If you’d gotten on my bad side I’d’ve asked ya to pay. But I didn’t. So good job!”

  Ramsey pushed himself to his feet and dusted himself off. Gold dust- literal gold dust- and charcoal littered the ground around him. He shrugged, this was fine enough. Besides- he kinda liked the satisfaction of seein the kid so happy- even if he was kinda egotistical about it. 

[the-golden-lie]

[WARNING: THIS THREAD WILL CONTAIN MAJOR ANIME CAMPAIGN SPOILERS]

\ \@blissful-ocean reblogged for a starter\ \ 

  Ramsey had never really expected Naven to call upon him ever again after Bliss Ocean went down in shambles. The two of em were pals for a while, but that kinda fell apart when Ramsey found out about the whole “wanting to rid the world of epithets” thing. Stuff had calmed down, at least a little, since then, though.

  So when he got asked to go and paint a mural in memorial for the “shutting down of the Toilet Apples Corporation” he kind of figured something up. Sure, maybe it was just... genuinely that simple, but he didn’t think so. It never was with Naven.

  He got there, saw the guy, and sighed, walking over to him,” Heya. What’s happenin?”

[the-golden-lie]

ashlingofficeopen

He was..actually decently shocked at how the sketch had looked, it was, what, only a few minutes? So the skills of this con were evident, could probably forge some paintings if he focused enough. He was trying to read himself, but it isn’t as difficult - namely for the fact he doesn’t seem to care that much. “Oh, this piece is of my visage? Why, you captured it perfectly.” He even mimicked the pose a little and how the fuck did he just do that light up in his glasses to obscure his eyes.

Truth be told it was hidden lightbulbs, he was a total fucking nerd, but thankful for the sketch. “Nice to meet as well, Mister Murdoch, and shall I say, you are indeed a good artist. A compliment for a mouse-faced person!” He wasn’t trying to be mean, he’s just. oblivious to insults.

  Ramsey blinked. That was his gerbil face, alright. He raised an eyebrow at the teen, biting back the impulse to turn this kid’s glasses to gold out of spite. He didn’t, though. If nothing else, he was at least a little more mature than that. 

  “I’m. uh. Australian.” he muttered after a moment.

  That was true! And Australians were known for their mouse-like features. Just like Ocean Race folks had colourful hair and Taiga folks were blonde. Not everyone was aware of some of those things, though. Especially, uh, Australian genetics. No one seemed to be aware of that one. 

  “But, er, yeah, thanks for likin it, uh...” a pause,” Dr. Ashling.”

  A little flattery went a long way with egotists. Ramsey knew this from... lots of experience. Robbinhood-ing rich suckers out of their funds taught you some things about how to play to a person’s likes and dislikes. 

[the-golden-lie]

ashlingofficeopen

“Wh-OF COURSE I AM! And I’m not a kid, I am a highly trained epithet user and psychologist~! Of course I’m young, for I’m a prodigy in my field.” Well, Ramsey encountered the local egotist sadly, poor man. He has a hand on his chest, smirking with that pride slowly, ever slowly rising to the size of a normal asteroid.

“Oh, right, I’m not widely known yet. My name is Doctor Sylvester Ashling, and a rather magnificent one if I may say myself!” He’s got a yoyo in hand, his outfit is extravagant, yeah, this has to be a kid or something, right?

  “Uh-huh.” Ramsey blinked, licking the tip of his pencil and smudging out a few details- this kid was fluffy.

  Kid he was, yeah. Ramsey might not be fantastic at reading people, but he was an appraiser and knew certain things. Like, for example, how old a lot of folks were at a glance. This kid couldn’t be any older than 15, if not a very awkward 16 year old. 

  He knew how to handle people with egos. The gal who’d been hunting him down for an eternity had one of the biggest he’d ever seen! If nothing else- this kid wasn’t as bad as Zora Salazar. Which, uh, wasn’t saying much, but it was saying something.

  “Nice ta’ meet ya, Ashling,” With that, he tore off the page and held it up to Sylvie. 

  It was... a shockingly well done full body for how quickly it’d been sketched. The pose had clearly been changed to something more extravagant as Ramsey had gotten a gauge on the guys personality. Sylvie’s face was drawn up in a smirk and his eyes were shielded by his glasses. Was Ramsey trying to cater to his audience? Maybe. 

[the-golden-lie]

ashlingofficeopen

“Because it’s surprising to see a con-man free and out on the streets doing simple, pointless art.” He had a slightly condescending tone to his words there, not really seeing the merit of drawing. After all, he was a psychologist, and that was a leisure time!

“Though, rehabilitation I suppose is a good time for everything, yeah? Might as well train what you can - though personally, a famed psychologist such as myself would rather study the mind of a convict, perhaps. If you’d be willing.” He’s not passing up the chance for anything related to his work, hell, maybe even more epithet research! He doesn’t know! This could be a gold mine!

  “Ah... you’re a phycologist then, huh?” Ramsey looked up at him, scanning the guy and blinking,” You sure on that one, kid? I mean, I don’t doubt you but you look kinda... young.”

  Ramsey scoffed indignantly at the way this guy was criticizing him. Listen, Maybe Ramsey wasn’t a great guy, or like- person in general, but he at least tried not to judge people based on minor things. Not that Ramsey enjoying art was a minor thing! Besides- this kid didn’t have the right to probe for information before- gah.

  “You know. I was an artist long before I was a criminal. Seein’ as people still buy my art, I might objectively be better at it than bein a criminal.” 

  He flipped open to a clean page on his sketchbook, looking up at the phycologist and idly sketching out his features,” ‘Sides, you haven’t even told me your name yet.”

[the-golden-lie]

\ \@sundialhunter liked for a starter\ \

  Ramsey hated cops. Okay- okay so he didn’t hate them exactly. He was just, ya’ know, a very wanted criminal? So seeing cops made his anxiety spike! As... as if his anxiety wasn’t already bad enough. 

  That! Wasn’t exactly the point, though! He was hiding away! Like- away from the cop that was there! Because hahah he wasn’t in the mood to get shot or punted with epithet magic. Or both. Again. 

  This was fine. 

[the-golden-lie]

ashlingofficeopen

Sylvester had originally decided to take a stroll around the city for a simple relaxation day, there were no set appointments or anything for him to have to worry about after all. Maybe something would happen today, but he mostly doubted it, until..well, noticing the rat-faced person on the sidewalk, not hidden.

“Oh- wh-…” It was also instant recognition, considering it was for one, the infamous Murdoch on the sidewalk drawing away, as well as him free from recent imprisonment if it as on the news. Either way, he was slightly cut off with speaking as he just tried to process this, idly fiddling with his coat.

“I..suppose the obvious question is..what are you doing here exactly, Mister Murdoch?” Sure, it was an..awkward, more or less, start off, but it’s his best damn attempt, especially with this.

  “Uh...” Ramsey fiddled with the charcoal pencil in his fingertips, subconsciously feeling the parts his fingertips touched turn to gold- spreading outwards,” Drawin. Doin... doin art.”

  Think Murdoch, think! Smart guys know how to do things like this! Be smart damn it! Uh! Be light on your feet! This isn’t the first time you’ve been caught in a lie! Not that this was even much of a lie!

  “It’s an, uh... rehabilitation thing! Yeah!” He coughed into his fist before waving a hand awkwardly,” Doin hobbies to help folks settle back into the ways of livin life on the- er- non crime side of the gate!”

  Good recovery, Ramsey. That isn’t suspicious at all. No. Clearly not. God- could he think straight for five minutes?!

  “...Why is that so important for you ta’ know?” 

[the-golden-lie]

\ \ @moonduels reblogged for a starter\ \ 

  Ramsey was having... a day. A weird day! A paranoid one! It was gettin awful late and he was spending an awful lot of time outside for a guy who got nervous if he was outside for too long. Or if he was anywhere too long, honestly. But being outside was the biggest deal.

  Things... could creep up on him if he was alone outside for too long. Yeah, maybe it was riskier for him specifically in the daytime, but that didn’t make him any less anxious. He was, well, Ramsey was himself, after all. Anxiety was kinda- a whole deal with him. 

  Outside was a bad plan always, basically. Why was he doing this to himself?