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THIS ACCOUNT HAS BEEN ARCHIVED.
After a few days, I’ll delete it. The replacement account is located HERE. If you have interest in interacting with MEMBERS OF THE NOUGHTS or random muses that I may trial whenever the inspiration hits then please consider following me over there. As of now, I’ve only added four muses properly, three of them being new as well as Georgie, so I implore you to interact with these new kiddos while they’re still fresh and in need of bonds and stuff!!
THIS ACCOUNT HAS BEEN ARCHIVED.
After a few days, I’ll delete it. The replacement account is located HERE. If you have interest in interacting with MEMBERS OF THE NOUGHTS or random muses that I may trial whenever the inspiration hits then please consider following me over there. As of now, I’ve only added four muses properly, three of them being new as well as Georgie, so I implore you to interact with these new kiddos while they’re still fresh and in need of bonds and stuff!!
I might honestly just remake this account because there’re loads of dead tags that I can’t get rid of and dead pages and most of my followers are dead blogs and I can’t be bothered to go through the trouble of cleaning everything manually ugh--
INBOX CALL for UZZY and KIWI!!
JON BELLION ☆ THE DEFINITION PROMPTS ☆ PART 2.
HUMAN:
❛ I always fear that I’m not living right. ❜ ❛ I feel guilty when I go to church. ❜ ❛ The pastor tells me I’ve been saved, I’m fine. ❜ ❛ Please explain to me why my chest still hurts. ❜ ❛ I’m still petrified of going broke. ❜ ❛ I’m still petrified that I’ll die alone. ❜ ❛ I’m just so sick of being human. ❜ ❛ I can find the time to drink and smoke. ❜ ❛ Took fifteen hits ‘til I could barely walk. ❜ ❛ I threw up on the lawn. ❜ ❛ I can’t find my phone. ❜ ❛ I’ve got no guts to tell the one I love that s/he’s the reason that I _____. ❜ ❛ That’s some coward shit. ❜ ❛ If my location’s never unknown, tell me why I still feel lost. ❜ ❛ Tell me why I still feel lost. ❜
SIMPLE AND SWEET:
❛ Way before you came, I was hollow. ❜ ❛ All I gotta do is follow. ❜ ❛ I’m alright, I’m fine. ❜ ❛ You don’t need no big production. ❜ ❛ The synth and just my voice is fine. ❜ ❛ You don’t need to wear your makeup. ❜ ❛ No need to mess with God’s design. ❜ ❛ You’re just so simple and sweet. ❜ ❛ Let’s keep this simple and sweet. ❜ ❛ I was empty. ❜ ❛ But if things get complicated, don’t worry. ❜ ❛ Don’t worry, we’re gonna take it slow. ❜ ❛ Sing it out. ❜
JUNGLE:
❛ Give you three days if you’re lucky. ❜ ❛ These Wall Street dogs, they can smell you. ❜ ❛ But in my tent there is shelter. ❜ ❛ I will take care of you. ❜ ❛ Put the heat down. ❜ ❛ Please don’t be scared of me. ❜ ❛ You’re too pretty. ❜ ❛ New York City, it’s a jungle out there. ❜ ❛ You’re not from here, they can smell you. ❜ ❛ Listen close… ❜ ❛ These models don’t mean soda when they’re offering coke. ❜ ❛ There’s quicksand in the nightlife. ❜ ❛ It will swallow you whole. ❜ ❛ You sound so effing cute when you ask me, ‘’_____’’. ❜ ❛ What is ‘’blow’’? ❜
AN IMMIGRANT:
❛ Woke up in London with you next to me. ❜ ❛ Made love with both hands around your neck. ❜ ❛ I’m back in New York. ❜ ❛ I feel like an immigrant in America. ❜ ❛ I am just an immigrant. ❜ ❛ I still speak my native language. ❜ ❛ Remember when you spilled coffee on my _____? ❜ ❛ I didn’t even mind. ❜ ❛ She said she’s found an apartment. ❜ ❛ I miss you. ❜ ❛ That’s how I feel. ❜
thewiildsiide:
❛ They’re planning to mug you, you know. ❜ Despite the gravity of his warning, he looks wholly disinterested, focused on his book instead He’s heard the man they’ve been speaking with speaking to someone else over the phone in another language, and the conversation has centred almost entirely around taking advantage of this person the moment their guard was let down. ❛ I speak Spanish too. They’re deceiving you. ❜
AJR ☆ THE CLICK SENTENCE PROMPTS ☆ PART 2. PART 1 HERE!!
NO GRASS TODAY:
❛ I didn’t smoke no grass today. ❜ ❛ That’s ‘cause I’m the one on stage. ❜ ❛ Who am I to take away what makes you feel this great? ❜ ❛ I thought I’d get clever. ❜ ❛ Don’t wanna get paranoid. ❜ ❛ You want a hit? It’s your choice. ❜ ❛ Please enjoy the show. ❜ ❛ That ain’t no concern of mine, I just keep doing me. ❜ ❛ I’m not narcissistic. ❜ ❛ I’m just high off the music. ❜
I’M NOT FAMOUS:
❛ Where’s my haters? I don’t got none, I’m not famous. ❜ ❛ It don’t matter what my name is. ❜ ❛ I ain’t got one, I’m not famous. ❜ ❛ And I don’t hate it. ❜ ❛ You’ve never heard of me. ❜ ❛ Nobody judges me, ‘cause I’m not famous. ❜ ❛ Paparazzi's at an all time low. ❜ ❛ Nobody knows my quirks. ❜ ❛ Everyone got their habits, but you’ll never know what mine is. ❜ ❛ Best thing about my life is I’m not famous. ❜
DRAMA:
❛ When did all my friends become so loud? ❜ ❛ We act like reality shows– probably ‘cause reality blows. ❜ ❛ We traded our boring lives for MTV storylines. ❜ ❛ Recently he said, that she said, that we said, that he said some shit about me. ❜ ❛ We said some shit that we wouldn’t believe. ❜ ❛ I’m so caught up in drama. ❜ ❛ When did all our problems get so small? ❜ ❛ The drama is dangerous but it’s so exciting to us. ❜ ❛ Hold up, can we make it stop? ❜ ❛ We’re caught up in problems. ❜
❛ They’re planning to mug you, you know. ❜ Despite the gravity of his warning, he looks wholly disinterested, focused on his book instead He’s heard the man they’ve been speaking with speaking to someone else over the phone in another language, and the conversation has centred almost entirely around taking advantage of this person the moment their guard was let down. ❛ I speak Spanish too. They’re deceiving you. ❜
New muses from The Noughts being trialled / added:
[ FC NOT YET DECIDED. ]
Mick Cole: S+, middle-man / ‘’liaison’’ and drug smuggler. Mom friend. Actually deals with heavy depression but you wouldn’t assume so as he always acts bright and positive around his friends. Originally from Chicago. Lives almost completely for other people and not himself.
Carlos ‘’Uzzy’’ Ulvarez: S+, drug smuggler and extraordinary thief. Has expressed interest in contract killing, though is still being trained and has yet to take a life. Rescued from human / sex trafficking by Leroy, whom he now serves with his work. Ultimate grouch. So touch-averted that something as simple as a handshake or a head-pat causes him to go pale and shake. Is originally from Mexico, so has that hot accent when speaking English. Bilingual as fuck. A good guy deep down despite his deadass grump-mode and his gross mistreatment.
Kiara ‘’Kiwi’’ Wolfe: S+, all-rounder ( though specialises in offensive crime such as killings and turf disputes / control ). Always wears a bandanna; barely ever speaks. From New York. Was previously involved with another group but left because they never took her seriously.
Mmm I’m iconing Mae ( the counterpart muse to the musician OC I mentioned and introduced before ) and
Pure girl.
Really, The Noughts can be such a noisy bunch during training. As somebody who is quite desperate for solace, it can quickly become grating. Even so, she can’t be too mad... this is her home now. This is where she belongs.
NURSE... ? ❜
Refreshingly cold hands delicately pressed along the abrasion, only to alleviate some of the sting. “ You okay? “ Camille chirped, large green eyes looking the male over. Very cute.
The cold touch does wonders for the vague sting that had been left behind, and he signals as such with a grateful bow of his head. Not the type to be very vocal-- he’s incredibly shy despite his extroverted career choice-- he finds it difficult to find the words to meet her with.
Feebly, he points to his instrument. ❛ String snapped... I’m honestly more worried about the guitar than me... ❜
NURSE? ❜
“ Now now~ Just let nurse Camille take care of everything♥ “
Really, the TWANG of the snapping guitar string had hurt like Hell. Gingerly, Oscar slowly uncoils his hand, angry red mark bared to the woman before he reaches it towards her in offering. If she can make it hurt less, he’ll take it.
MINI OSCAR BIO WHILE I CAN BE BOTHERED.
Oscar belonged to a very restrictive family. They weren’t abusive to him, rather incredibly controlling. He grew up with a passion for music but had to pursue it in secret due to extreme opposition from his parents. They only had interest in their son becoming something ‘’prestigious’’, such as a lawyer or a doctor, and a man who would go on to have children. None of this sparked Oscar’s attention, and he began to dread his future. Oscar was a highly reserved and quiet child as a result of his sheltered upbringing
When he was just eighteen, his parents arranged for him to be married to a girl that belonged to an equally suffocating family. Though the practise was illegal, both parties had more than enough money to buy their way out of any trouble should legality become an issue. He met the girl-- a brazen, outlandish girl by the name of Mae-- the day of the ceremony, and though they were polite to one another, there was no romantic spark. Both were left feeling lost and empty, but ready to accept their fate as mock lovers.
... that was, until Oscar went to play the piano. Stricken by grief and frustration, he began to play a sorrowful tune, moving the girl to tears. She confessed that she too, completely coincidentally, was also interested in making music but was forbidden to pursue it by her prestige-hungry guardians. Being able to connect so deeply with her made Oscar ask the most outrageous question he’d ever had the courage to ask:
‘’Do you want to make music with me?’’
It was decided then and there that the pair were going to ditch the ceremony, instead opting to travel across the town and play music together at an open mic festival. Though it was their first time performing together, they quickly fell into a rhythm and impressed the crowd. They forgot all about the false promises they were so close to making an vowed to look out for one another as dear friends. They parted amicably, though they still stay in frequent contact via email addresses ( and later, mobile phones ).
Knowing he would no longer be welcome among his family for throwing their plans away, he decided to use the money in his savings account ( an account made by his parents, to be given to their son when he was ‘’making a family of his own ) before they could take it from him and rent out an apartment. Since then, he has taken to pursuing music full-time, busking and performing for fun before profit. He now has a steady follower-base, though he remains niche and would be described as ‘’indie’’.
I really wanna write OSCAR so I’ll be working on his tags, icons and bio. If you’d like to interact with a sweet musician who has one hell of a stage presence but is actually a very shy guy in person, please consider reaching out!!
I’m gonna be spending time fixing this blog up into the multimuse that I said I was going to!!
