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Do you ever want to talk to someone REALLY BAD but you have nothing to say to reasonably start a conversation and you don’t actually want to do any talking you just want them to talk at you because you like them a whole fucking lot?
when you completely forget to finish that thing you were working on
Using only the song titles from one artist, cleverly answer these 11 questions:
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The artist I’m selecting: Neon Indian
Your gender: Polish Girl
Describe yourself: Terminally Chill
How do you feel: Deadbeat Summer
If you could go anywhere, where would it be: Change of Coast
Favourite mode of transportation: Psychic Chasms
Your best friend: Techno Clique
Favourite time of the day: Suns Irrupt
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Hex Girlfriend
What is life to you: Local Joke
Relationship status: I Don’t Know If You Know
Your fear: Future Sick
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im just. gonna go ahead and mention that after thursday, im probably going to go onto full active status on this blog. 💪
i wrote up a whole thing about how hard getting new interactions is for me, but like, i know everyone on here has the same issues i do. everyone’s shy and a little overwhelmed by the community and not really sure what they’re doing.....i think i just!! want yall to know im gonna!! try harder!! i’ll churn out some more open starters, get over my fear of sending memes, maybe even starter calls ;w; plotting calls and IMs are still primo supremo for me buuuut that’s just now how most people roll, woopse. i have two really awesome threads (thank you!! for putting up with me, alice dear!!) but that’s it and??? yeah. i just. wanna stop wasting everyone’s space and finally get some stuff rolling!!
thanks for taking the time to read this ;w; good luck on all yo stuff !! and i hope you don’t mind seeing more of me ;w;
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❝ … I saw what I saw, Makoto. You were in my room last night. ❞
He SWEARS it wasn’t a dream, or a hallucination for that matter. Last night, MAKOTO was there. In his bedroom, TALKING to him & trying to tear him from his sleep. He hadn’t thought much about it considering the back door was often unlocked for Makoto’s convenience. But this was at the dead of night, shouldn’t he have been asleep or something? Perhaps he had been sleep walking? That’s CERTAINLY a possibility, but the chances of it being THAT is highly unlikely. Having known Makoto ALL these years, he can confidently confirm that his best friend ISN’T a sleepwalker.
❝ Mnn … ❞
Even if they are to speak of this no longer, he can’t shake this sudden unease in his system. There’s a sense of discomfort, a THICK tension that would require much more than a KNIFE to cut through it. If it wasn’t Makoto, who was it? The reality of the situation begins to strike him. Someone or SOMETHING was with him last night, HOVERING over his bed & lulling him from his slumber. The mere FACT that he completely vulnerable to whoever last night induces a sense of panic. As if on cue. the wind is KNOCKED right from him & he halts his pace.
But he hadn’t realized Makoto did too.
❝ Makoto …? Oi, Makoto?? ❞
Although the strained expression that his brunette companion wore several seconds ago was prominent, ANOTHER emotion had replaced it in such a short time.
It was F E A R.
he heard his name, but it didn’t register until a few seconds later. pulling his eyes away from the house to meet the other boy’s was no easy feat, and he knew he was acting curiously. haru’s gaze bore into him; it saw right through him, making makoto dizzy for a second.
“ w - what? ” he choked, though he managed to work up a smile. “ hm, i think all that mackerel is finally going to your head, haru-chan. ” unfortunately (or, perhaps, thankfully) he didn’t have the guts to add ‘you look like you’ve seen a ghost’ on to the end of that.
playfully, he gave haru a light smack on the back to get them both moving again. honestly, he just wanted to make distance between them and...whatever was in that house.
they were used to their walks to and from school being mostly in silence. for one, it saved them a lot of energy, especially haru, who didn’t care for idle chatter. but more than that, it was nice to have someone to just be comfortable with, be present with. today, though... today, comfortable wasn’t really an option. whatever had happened last night, whatever makoto saw that morning––a trick of the eye, a misunderstand, a hallucination––he needed try and make sense of things.
maybe it was a mistake to bring it up again, but makoto glanced down at haru as they walked, seeing if he could get any other readings off him. “ so, um.... what exactly did you talk about with me last night? i mean, a - assuming we did talk...”
今年は、曇りばかりの桜だった。
Confessions of a mediocre RP blog...
1. I have favorites. I try not to - and I do truly give every new thread a chance. But favorites happen, because some people write in a way that just thrills me in particular. I will try not to focus too much on my favorites, knowing that each new person I roleplay with just may turn out to be a favorite as well.
2. Some days I struggle to write replies. When I do, when I skip over your thread to reply to another, it’s not something you have done wrong. My muse is not responding to yours at the moment, possibly for reasons neither of us have any control over.
3. There is no correlation between a lengthy reply and a good one. If you can only type out two paragraphs and I’ve written five, you didn’t fail, and vice versa. Writing flows best when you free yourself from the expectations of verbiage, structure, number of words on the page.
4. I do this for fun. If I’m not having fun with our thread, I have a responsibility to tell you so, to try and fix it so that it’s fun for us both. Conversely, you have a responsibility to do the same. We both have the responsibility of ending things on a pleasant basis if our muses are incompatible.
5. There are days when I doubt my writing. I think we all have these days. Days when every sentence comes out awkwardly and half-thought, when nothing seems to flow. Please, don’t be afraid to ask me to change a reply if I’ve sidelined the plot with my meandering muse logic.
6. You will never upset me by talking to me out of character. I’m fully cognizant that behind each muse is a real person, and I would love to get to know that person.
7. I have a ‘style’, a set way that I best enjoy writing. If you’re a brilliant muse and I enjoy your writing, I may stalk you relentlessly without ever replying to a starter you’ve done just because our styles do not match. This doesn’t mean that either of us is less of a roleplayer because of it - we’re just different.
8. I will not belittle your character ooc. Each muse is unique, each muse is a precious creation of a creative mind, an entity of its own. I promise to respect that, and only critique when asked and then only for the purposes of helping your writing. I will never send you anon hate.
9. I want you to plot with me. I want our muses to have a story so complex, so incredible, that everyone reads along. I don’t want either of us to know how it will end before it begins. I want to sit on the edge of my seat, waiting for your reply, just to shake my head in awe of the brilliant turn or twist you’ve come up with.
10. Mun to mun - you are beautiful to me. When you’re having a bad day, come to my inbox. When you’re doubting yourself, tell me about it and I will remind you how amazing you are. When I’ve angered or disappointed you in character or out, tell me about it. First and foremost, we are writers, and I consider us friends if we write together. You’re not imposing on me - you’re allowing me to help.