Library of Muses

Welcome to the Muse Library, a congregate of OCs and other muses. I am selective, and prefer mutuals. We are magic!Anon friendly! Some muse development is done off-Tumblr. Follows back from sxhmiddy.

[daily-bad-jokes]

The plural of penny is pence.

But we say pennies because it makes more cents!

[themuselibrxry-blog]

afterbxrner:

“Ah, jes needed a change of scenery. It’s a bit hot for my likin, though, aye?” They grin amicably, humming approvingly as they sip at the drink. It’s a simple one, yes, but it was clearly put together with love, and Chara can appreciate that.

“Yer one of the peppiest bartenders I’ve seen tae date, an I worked as one for years,” they comment wryly. 

  Penny nods. “Aye, that’s understandable. I’ll admit I’ve thought of packing up an’ movin’ somewhere a little cooler, but then what would my regulars do? I just couldn’t up an’ abandon anyone like that.” He sighs a little dreamily, as though torn between the glories of the clouds and the sea.

  He smiles again, more sheepishly, as he twirls a lock of orange hair around his finger. “Well, I guess that’s jes my usual disposition. I like to keep a positive attitude around here. It’s been too negative out there, an’ I pride myself on having a nice place to kick back an’ relax fer a few hours.”

[themuselibrxry-blog]

afterbxrner:

Chara raises their eyebrows in surprise at the accent, perking up with a smile.

“Oh, shite!” They say, their accent nearly identical. “Never thought I’d find another highlander here. Can ye get me a rum an coke, mate?”

  The little Scot seems just as surprised as Chara is, smiling wide. What a happy coincidence!

  This seems to be quite possibly the peppiest bartender anyone has ever seen. When he turns to put the glass away, he practically bounces on his toes, quickly asserting himself as the local ray of sunshine.

  “Aye, sure thing!” He sets about mixing the drink, placing it in front of them.

  “What’s got ye all the way down in Cali?” The screen making up the upper half of his face flickers slightly, as if he’s far older than his manufacturer intended him to be.

[themuselibrxry-blog]

[ @afterbxrner liked for a starter! ]

  The robot leans over the counter [a miracle, considering how short he is] while cleaning out a glass. He smiles cheerfully at the newcomer.

  “Hey there! I’ve never seen you around before! What can I get you?”

[themuselibrxry-blog]

//Like this post for a starter from Penny!

[themuselibrxry-blog]

// Schism Delcroix replaced by Penny Murdoch Omega Flowey replaced by Logan Tanaka will have to draw up icons soon

[themuselibrxry-blog]

//whistles nonchalantly. who could be replacing old schism and flowey on the board, hmm?

[divisiionary-blog]

// Hey there everyone!! Gery here with another new blog on the block!! Could you please LIKE and/or REBLOG this if you’re interested in writing with a depressed mad scientist object head? Thank you!!!

ABOUT || MUN || RULES

[divisiionary-blog]

// Hey there everyone!! Gery here with another new blog on the block!! Could you please LIKE and/or REBLOG this if you’re interested in writing with a depressed mad scientist object head? Thank you!!!

ABOUT || MUN || RULES

[divisiionary-blog]

// Hey there everyone!! Gery here with another new blog on the block!! Could you please LIKE and/or REBLOG this if you’re interested in writing with a depressed mad scientist object head? Thank you!!!

ABOUT || MUN || RULES

[divisiionary-blog]

// Hey there everyone!! Gery here with another new blog on the block!! Could you please LIKE and/or REBLOG this if you’re interested in writing with a depressed mad scientist object head? Thank you!!!

ABOUT || MUN || RULES

[divisiionary-blog]

// Hey there everyone!! Gery here with another new blog on the block!! Could you please LIKE and/or REBLOG this if you’re interested in writing with a depressed mad scientist object head? Thank you!!!

ABOUT || MUN || RULES

[themuselibrxry-blog]

//THE VERDICT IS IN.

Schism is going to get his own blog!

and maybe ill finally remove flowey’s tab from the muses page, too

[themuselibrxry-blog]

kindhcxrtcd:

Within a moment, a different voice was coming from Schism. His previously monochrome screen was distinctly more green than usual. There was a moment of silence between both the child and the man.

“ HhhhhHRk– “

“ Ddd-did it… “

‘Schism’ looked down at the child tugging at his arm, who was now frozen and confused. Wasting no more time, he yanked his arm away, and bolted.

“ I’LL EXPLAIN THIS LATER, I PROMIIIISE!! WE NEED TO HIDE. “

“ …wait… “

“ GET BACK HERE!! “

As soon as ‘Schism’ was distant enough from ‘Leslie’, his face would return to normal.

  The moment Schism lost control of himself, he began to panic. What was happening? Did the child paralyze him? Is he going to--

  When Leslie’s voice comes from his mouth, none of this questions are answered. He finds himself silenced, only watching in subdued panic. As Leslie runs, another... someone can be felt. Not Schism. Not... whoever took Leslie’s body. An entirely new entity-- who feels... incredibly sinister.

  “And who has decided to join our humble mind, hmm? Why didn’t you wake me for our guest, Schizzie?”

  Schism is deathly silent. If and when control of his body is returned to him, he just keeps running.

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kindhcxrtcd:

“ Please?? Is that all you have to say?? “

She was now holding him with both hands, attempting to pull him down to her eye level. Leslie’s smile remained unwavering, growing even. Her small hands with such short nails were causing an odd amount of pain, her extremely sharp and hateful words moreso.

“ Aren’t you supposed to be some kind of genius?? How can you only muster one word?? “

“ How PATHETIC. “

                         the somehow moving rock was closer now

  Schism jerks as she tugs him down, suddenly quite uncomfortable. He attempts to pull himself from her grip-- unfortunately she grabbed one of his flesh arms, which are far weaker than his robotic ones. Should any blood be drawn, it oozes out in a rather disconcerting pitch black.

  It’s the insult to his intelligence that somehow manages to illicit a more emotional response. He frowns, brows furrowing, as he prepares his retort.

  “I’m a doctor, not a linguistics major!” He tries again to pull himself away. He knows something is wrong, and it seems just openly insulting his knowledge was all it took to make him act on it. He finally notices the rock-- the sound of it hitting the ground reaches his antennae and he stares at it for a few moments.

  “... What the fuck?” This defies all laws of physics, and poor Schism’s scientific brain is suffering.

[themuselibrxry-blog]

kindhcxrtcd:

“ Someone sure is self aware. “

Leslie tapped a finger to her chin, seemingly pondering something for a moment. Her tone shifted from blunt to harsh and venomous. The grin that’d been present on her face previously turned to one of malice. Pure and utter evil.

She grabbed Schism’s wrist softly.

“ It’s a marvel that anybody tolerates a worthless scumbag like yourself. “

“ I don’t think somebody so v͓̻͙̹̕i͈̭l̵̯̼̳ͅe̩͔͙ deserves love. “

Her grip tightened harshly, her nails digging into him and threatening to break his skin. There is no reason that a child her age should have such a forceful grip. Nothing was adding up.                     a rock nearby seemed to hop with a sense of urgency to it.

 Schism gasps as she grips his wrist, staring right at her face. Huh... her eyes look kind of... weird...? He may be colorblind, so he can’t discern well any change in color, but he’s pretty sure her eyes had circular pupils and irises, like all normal humans. Are those... X-s?

 He yelps as her grip tightens, now trying to wrench himself free. The strange eyes are apparently forgotten in the abyss of her words. He doesn’t notice her extension in vocabulary-- his was about that large at her age. This is just his normal.

 “P-- please...” He slumps forward. He knows this. He knows he isn’t worthy of love. That’s why he has NOBODY. Just him and the A.I. he created. Alone. Like the vile monster he is.

[themuselibrxry-blog]

kindhcxrtcd:

“ I mean, don’t you ever think about how at any moment you could die, and even if you do finish what you want to do with your life, in 500 years, it’ll all be forgotten?? “

“ The only way to really be remembered is by doing something horrible. That can’t be forgotten. “

“ Nobody takes a tragedy for granted. Simple as that. “

  Schism stands there, slightly frozen. Man, does he really hate leaving the house.

  If not for his previous murderous tendencies, he would have easily brushed off ‘Leslie’s’ statements. Unfortunately-- he felt almost like he wanted to listen to ‘her’ words. He supposes he’s already doing something horrible-- nearly all the weapons and tools he creates are sold to future villains. Many supervillains bear weapons with the Magpie logo on them. He is already doing something horrible. He has already done many things that are horrible.

  “... You’re right. I guess it’s a good thing I’m already a horrible person.” He doesn’t seem proud of this.