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@usrp-boston
Y'all I’ve somehow managed to accumulate over 50 messages total throughout all my RP blog inboxes (this one included—imsorryyyyy) and I genuinely have no clue which I’ve answered in screenshot or in some other form
If you’ve sent in an ask to one of my blogs that hasn’t been answered yet and want it answered pls resend it and I’ll do my best. If you’re not sure ask and I’ll help hunt if I don’t remember it
fact: today is the 94th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster
fact: today is the 98th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster
fact: today is the 99th anniversary of the Boston Molasses Disaster
AIN’T NO PARTY LIKE A BOSTON TEA PARTY BECAUSE A BOSTON TEA PARTY DON’T STOP UNTIL BOSTON IS PUT UNDER MARTIAL LAW AND EVERYONE IS DISILLUSIONED WITH PARLIAMENT AS A WHOLE.
✠ -Boston (like ten years later oops-)
Mara sat up, hearing a noise coming from another room. (Pfftt I’m going with this)
Mich pursed her lips, absently flipping the cup. “…No? Not working?”
“No, not working.”
She groaned. Then shrugged. “‘Kay. Well, I…actually don’t know? I guess it’s just one of those nights I didn’t want to be alone in a house, and Ivy wasn’t picking up, so I just…wound up here?”
“Well…next time call ahead of time.”
"Will do," She finger gunned. Then paused. "Should I start getting my coat back on...?"
Sorry, but why is Mich so idiotic?
((I mean... She's not idiotic as much as excessively impulsive? The girl’s something close to a genius—the settlement was basically born into being a head of medicals in the colony and...well, Harvard—it's more a matter of “Are you actually going to use those big brains of yours this time?” “Sorry, lost the key to them a few weeks back.”
She actually wasn't always so untamed. Growing up she had to use those big brains to survive, what with the witch trials and all (she was caught by them once and ‘innocent’ might as well not have even been an option in those things). So impulsiveness wasn't quite an ideal lifestyle for a good long while, considering the witch hysteria never really died down. Laws were passed in certain countries (but they weren't always followed), and an aftershock in those who didn't illegalize was that the judge’s lost their faith being able to judge witches accurately. Nobody knows why they started, and they never really had an official end. So Mich had to live life carefully, or the public would probably start trying to kill the little immortal child all over again.
Then the Tea Party happened. Those three days of them trying to talk through sending the tea back to England went by. Samuel Adams basically went “oh f*ck it” and threw it all into the harbour. She got her first real taste of what living life by #YOLO was like, and after thinking things through had blatantly failed no less. Never really looked back after that.
"So, another season, another wild loss for you poor Canucks, huh~?" ~Boston (Ihadtoandamhopingthisdoesn'tgotohell :'D)
[sighs in disgust, doesn’t even bother to look up]
“And I thought I was going to have a good day.”
Léa’s repetitive movements slowly stopped.
“Help?”
Michelle nodded, kicking at the ground. Her gaze was anywhere except on Léa. “I know what it’s like… I’m not sure how many others can say that, so I just thought I’d drop by, and…y'know—brag about sports.”
She stayed silent.
“….. sounds good.”
She awkwardly fiddled with a strand of hair, really not sure what to do and questioning why she had dumped this on herself. "So, ya...want to talk about it? Feelings, 'n stuff?"
✠ -Boston (like ten years later oops-)
Mara sat up, hearing a noise coming from another room. (Pfftt I’m going with this)
Mich pursed her lips, absently flipping the cup. “…No? Not working?”
“No, not working.”
She groaned. Then shrugged. "'Kay. Well, I...actually don't know? I guess it's just one of those nights I didn't want to be alone in a house, and Ivy wasn't picking up, so I just...wound up here?"
You talk weird :////
“Excuse me, my accent is the future. It’s active language evolution. All of you just need to catch up to me.”
((Well I mean, I won't say it /wasn't/ well-known, but I can't find any US-based news articles for it, soo... That being said, Quebec is by far more well known than the rest of Canada because of its separatist attitude and that had to come from somewhere, so I might just not be digging deep enough. Michelle knowing about it is, put simply, because of Ivy. It also goes for any other knowledge she might have of 20th century Canada. Her knowledge of it all is "okay this happened," and doesn't know anything about them besides that general name-to-big-event (I have reasons for Ivy's silence about details too but that's a whole other thing). A little list of the Canadian stuff she heard about: • The conscription in WW2 (not the first, just the second) • Black October, obviously • Knows about the Residential Schools but can't really distinguish between them and the American Boarding School parallel (mainly due to mun not being able to find any huge differences besides time frame) • I feel like it's necessary to say the Halifax Explosion, for completionist's sake
How are you so ripped? I don't understand
[blinks] "Well... Ahah... I actually don't know? It happened pretty easily a few decades ago, when the rise of Boston Sports hit, and it's been freakishly easy to maintain ever since. I can only assume it'll go back to normal when my sports era ends?Not that it ever will, not in a million years, but that's my guess."
"So, another season, another wild loss for you poor Canucks, huh~?" ~Boston (Ihadtoandamhopingthisdoesn'tgotohell :'D)
[sighs in disgust, doesn’t even bother to look up]
“And I thought I was going to have a good day.”
Léa’s repetitive movements slowly stopped.
“Help?”
Michelle nodded, kicking at the ground. Her gaze was anywhere except on Léa. "I know what it's like... I'm not sure how many others can say that, so I just thought I'd drop by, and...y'know—brag about sports."
✠ -Boston (like ten years later oops-)
Mara sat up, hearing a noise coming from another room. (Pfftt I’m going with this)
Mich pursed her lips, absently flipping the cup. "...No? Not working?"
✠ -Boston (like ten years later oops-)
Mara sat up, hearing a noise coming from another room. (Pfftt I’m going with this)
Michelle was in the kitchen, trying to be stealthy as she looked around for a drink.
Getting up, she followed the noise into the kitchen. “….Michi?”
She choked, ducking behind an open cupboard door. “Michi’s not here, this is your conscious speaking-”
“What’re you doing?”
There was a pause as she toyed with a cup in her hands. “I, uh…am getting a drink…?”
“At…” Mara glanced at the clock, “three in the morning?”
Michelle paused hesitantly. “… Midnight snack?”
“Any reason it’s taking place in my kitchen?”
"Uuuhhhhh... The leprechauns...guided me here...in my sleep...?"
✠ -Boston (like ten years later oops-)
Mara sat up, hearing a noise coming from another room. (Pfftt I’m going with this)
Michelle was in the kitchen, trying to be stealthy as she looked around for a drink.
Getting up, she followed the noise into the kitchen. “….Michi?”
She choked, ducking behind an open cupboard door. “Michi’s not here, this is your conscious speaking-”
“What’re you doing?”
There was a pause as she toyed with a cup in her hands. “I, uh…am getting a drink…?”
“At…” Mara glanced at the clock, “three in the morning?”
Michelle paused hesitantly. "... Midnight snack?"
"So, another season, another wild loss for you poor Canucks, huh~?" ~Boston (Ihadtoandamhopingthisdoesn'tgotohell :'D)
[sighs in disgust, doesn’t even bother to look up]
“And I thought I was going to have a good day.”
[indifference] “Mm…. interesting.”
[dryly] “Yes. It is. Very.”
[takes a deep breath]
“Am I boring you?”
“I’d say less ‘boring’ and more ‘concerning,’ actually.” [lightly flicks her forehead] “You okay?”
[fliches]
“Stop flicking me.”
[another little flick] “I’ll stop flicking you when you agree to relax around me, at least for the day.”
“…… non.”
"Léa, look..." [deep sigh] "I know you don't like me, and believe me that it's mutual, but... I'm trying to let down my guard and help, so maybe work with me here?"
✠ -Boston (like ten years later oops-)
Mara sat up, hearing a noise coming from another room. (Pfftt I’m going with this)
Michelle was in the kitchen, trying to be stealthy as she looked around for a drink.
Getting up, she followed the noise into the kitchen. “….Michi?”
She choked, ducking behind an open cupboard door. “Michi’s not here, this is your conscious speaking-”
“What’re you doing?”
There was a pause as she toyed with a cup in her hands. "I, uh...am getting a drink...?"
"So, another season, another wild loss for you poor Canucks, huh~?" ~Boston (Ihadtoandamhopingthisdoesn'tgotohell :'D)
[sighs in disgust, doesn’t even bother to look up]
“And I thought I was going to have a good day.”
[indifference] “Mm…. interesting.”
[dryly] “Yes. It is. Very.”
[takes a deep breath]
“Am I boring you?”
“I’d say less ‘boring’ and more ‘concerning,’ actually.” [lightly flicks her forehead] “You okay?”
[fliches]
“Stop flicking me.”
[another little flick] "I'll stop flicking you when you agree to relax around me, at least for the day."
