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@theodorereynolds
Oh, great, holidays are over.
Iâm so fucking bored again. I think Iâm going to start slitting throats open.
Man, talk about Deja vu. I mean, if I had a penny for every time you just said that, I'd be one seriously wealthy fucker...
I just wanna smoke and go crazy tonight!
Go for it.
harmonia
Harmonia: For the next 4 days, muse just wants to be friends with everyone.
So, I heard thereâs this party tonightâŠ
M!A List
Anchises: Muse canât stop bragging about anything and everything for 24 hours.
Anteros: Muse develops a crush on the person of anonâs choice for 3 days.
Aphrodite: Muse flirts with basically anything that moves for 2 hours.
Apollo: Muse is skilled in all sorts of musical instruments for the next 3 hours.
Ares: Muse just wants to fight everyone for 2 days.
Artemis: Muse tries to talk to all animals around the school grounds for 1 hour.
Athena: Muse canât stop spouting random facts for the next 2 days.
Calliope: Muse speaks only in book quotes for 1 day.
Calypso: Muse is stuck with the person of anonâs choice for the next 5 hours.
Cassandra: Nobody believes anything muse says for 3 hours.
Dionysus: Muse is high for 3 hours.
Echo: Muse canât speak for 2 days, they can only repeat parts of what people say to them.
Erato: Muse can speak only in lines of poetry for the next 12 hours.
Eris: Everything seems to go wrong around muse for the next 3 days.
Eros: Muse falls madly in love with the first person they talk to for the next 4 hours.
Hades: Muse becomes a complete outcast that everyone hates for 1 hour.
Harmonia: For the next 4 days, muse just wants to be friends with everyone.
Hebe: Muse turns into a toddler for 2 days.
Hecate: Muse is magical for the next 2 hours.
Hedylogos: Muse is turned into the form of the student of anonâs choice for 1 week.
Helen: Muse becomes incredibly self-conscious for 3 hours.
Hephaestus: Muse is incredibly grumpy towards everyone for 1 day.
Hera: Muse is responsible for a child for 1 week.
Hermaphroditus: Muse switches genders for 4 days.
Hermes: Muse cannot stop lying about anything for 1 hour.
Hypnos: Muse keeps falling asleep for 1 hour.
Iris: Muse is obsessed with rainbows for 1 hour.
Megaera: Muse becomes jealous of the person of anonâs choice for 3 days.
Momos: Muse is mean and sarcastic for 24 hours.
Mnemosyne: Muse loses memory of everyone and everything they love for 2 days.
Narcissus: Muse becomes absolutely enamoured with themselves for the next 3 days.
Nemesis: Muse becomes obsessed with justice and exacting revenge for anything for the next day.
Nike: Muse is obsessed with winning everything for the next 3 days.
Orpheus: Muse can speak only in song lyrics for 1 day.
Pan: Muse has absolutely no inhibitions or moral standings for the next 2 days.
Pasiphaë: Muse must do something completely regrettable tonight, and will forget it the next morning.
Persephone: Muse must do everything the student of anon's choice tells them to for the next 3 hours.
Pheme: Muse is obsessed with gossip for 1 day.
Philotes: Muse changes sexuality for 2 hours.
Phobos: Muse becomes obsessed with all things scary for 1 day.
Poseidon: Muse is absolutely obsessed with water for the next 2 days.
Pythia: Muse delusional and sees things that aren't really there for 1 day.
Zeus: For the next 3 days, muse just wants to have sex.
Thanksgiving || Self-Para
"I donât think I saw ya eat anything.â
Theo winced. Of all people, heâd chosen to sit next to his chatterbox of an uncle.
"Câmon, donât be shy!â
Before he could even protest, Uncle Ricky had begun piling artichoke on Theoâs plate.
All in all, Thanksgiving was like anything, alright, as long as Theo didnât talk to anyone.
His uncle guffawed, mouth full of mashed potatoes. âYouâre young! You can afford it. Let me tell you, once you reach my age, thatâs when you gotta to start worrying about cholesterol and all that nonsense...â
An uncalled for remark bubbled in the back of Theoâs throat. But then his grandmother threw him a honey sweet smile and he sank in his seat.
âYeah.â He managed to mumble instead. Luckily though, Theoâs mom had cut the conversation short.
âHave you seen your brother?â
"Oh, Henryâs such a good boy." Theoâs grandmother piped up.
"Heâs been such a help in the kitchen. Strange how he disappeared all of a sudden."
Theo took one last bite of his dessert and rose from his seat.
âIâll go look for him.â
Initially, Theo searched inside the house, and then outside. Just when he thought heâd checked everywhere, however Theo saw the old treehouse.
When he reached the top of the ladder, there he was, sleeping. Theo sat beside his twin in silence. Picking a leaf out of Henryâs hair, he smiled to himself.
Well, at least the pie wasnât so bad.
Mhm⊠I understand all too well what itâs like to not be able to get some peace and quiet.
I donât let them walk all over me, donât worry. I just meant that with kids you have to find different ways to keep them calm and happy. Especially ever since they figured out that the Quiet Game is more for my benefit than their own.
I take it you have younger siblings? From the sounds of it, it's tough. I mean, little kids generally are a handful.Â
It's like, they can read your attitude. Sort of like how a dog can sense you're scared. Then again, if you're too soft, they'll know and take advantage of that. The Quiet Game...sounds like my kinda game.
Loser || Beck
Marcy Playground - Sex and Candy
SEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FOR MY MUSEâS REACTION (ANGST VERSION)
"I donât think I ever loved you."
"You never loved me."
"Youâre not being fair."
"This is the right thing to do, and you know it."
"Thereâs nothing you can do about it now."
"I just wanted to be your first pickâŠ"
"Did I ever matter?"
"You werenât meant to get involved."
"Get a grip of yourself."
"I canât stand to look at you."
"Get out of my sight."
"How dare you talk to me like that!?"
"You make me sick."
"You need to put yourself first."
"I wonât let you give up."
"Why wonât you believe me?"
"Please, just trust me, just this once."
character studies || Theo & Eliot
Eliot threw his palms up in the air. âWhoa, not at all. Listen, Iâm sorry if Iâve offended you. Thatâs really not my intention.â He sat in silence after that, wondering if heâd made a good choice in picking his partner. All heâd done so far was make Theo upset, after all. Still, there was something about the other boy that had drawn Eliot to him, and Eliot always trusted his instincts when it came to poeple.
Then Theo spoke again. âYeah, I donât mind a lot of lines. Iâd like that, actually. So do you have any idea of what youâd like to perform?â
"Iâd probably be right there with you. Singing in front of a crowd, that freaks even me out. So uh, if you donât mind me asking⊠why theatre? You enjoy it?"
Theo watched Eliotâs reaction. His general lack of exposure to social settings left him unsure of how to respond. So he didnât and a brief silence ensued, making it even more awkward for the both of them. Theo had obviously made the other boy very uncomfortable. Eliot had actually shut up. But it wasnât Eliotâs fault, per se.
Theo could see Eliot was trying very hard to work with him, and the effort was far from mutual. Theo didnât think Theatre was stupid. He just wasn't interested. And when he wasnât interested in something, he could only stand it for so long.Â
âCanât say I know much about the plays...â
"Not one for the spotlight? What a surprise...â Theo finally managed a smile then, something a little more genuine.
At Eliot's next question however, he raised a brow. âWhy am I taking it? Because I needed an elective, and this was the only one that wasnât filled and fit my schedule âperfectlyâ. Otherwise, I wouldnât have been able to take the few classes I actually can stand. Thatâs why.â Theo explained. âSo no, not exactly. And yourself?" Theo looked at Eliot. For a much different reason, he would assume.
Well he is pretty old. Maybe he thought they were ear muffs?
Well, if I were to wear them in the house, wouldn't they basically be serving the same purpose?
Are they the tiny iPod earbuds, though? âCause not everyone notices them first off. You gotta get big ones like these!
I believe I did say headphones.
That sounds exhausting.
And no, because you canât just tell a six year-old to âfuck offâ, ya know? I guess I just deal with them as best as I can.Â
At least someone understands.
But hold on, you mean to tell me you're letting little six-year old kids walk all over you?
I donât think families care whether or not they disturb youâŠI know the headphones never work around my mom, or anyone else for that matter.Â
But on the bright side, at least he seems to worry about you.
I just happen to think he's someone that constantly has to have his voice heard.
Have you tried telling them to fuck off?
Headphones, the universal sign for 'do not disturb'. A language everyone except my dad can read.
character studies || Theo & Eliot
Eliot shrugged. âJust wondering if you were gonna push me away. You look like the type of guy that always says he prefers to be left aloneâŠâ He let his words trail off and stared back at Theo before putting on his light-hearted attitude once more. âYep. Stubborn as a mule. Itâs an curse, truly. Which means that yeah, you are doomed because I donât ever give up.â
He continued scrolling through his phone, wondering if he was being too loud, too Eliot. "Or we could do something like, The Oresteia? Curses and murder⊠is that more up your alley? I donât mind either way. And okay, Iâll take the part with more lines."
Eliot looked over at Theo. âThis isnât too bad, you know. She could have had us sing.â
Theo looked off to the side for a bit. âOoh, curses. What were you afraid I'd say? Something along the lines of, I know some crazy ass voodoo. Back the fuck off?" He shook his head and let out a small laugh, teetering between amused and upset. He wondered if Eliot was going to ask if he ever killed person, which of course he hadn't but it was the question he always seemed to get.
He turned his attention back to Eliot.
âBut alright. To be honest, I'd just like to get this over with. You donât seem like youâd mind having a lot of lines, anyway" He wrinkled his nose. It actually wasn't so bad, being paired with the kid, that was. Eliot was hopelessly optimistic, but surprisingly tolerable.
"The day she has us sing, is the day I start skipping this class entirely."
