My muse has been kidnapped for experimental 'research.' After months of searching, yours has finally found mine. How does your muse react to the condition mine is in?
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Show & Tell
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
almost home
The Bowery Presents
Claire Keane

Love Begins

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Cosimo Galluzzi

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macklin celebrini has autism
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Not today Justin

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Color Me Curious
The Bright Sessions
KIROKAZE

if i look back, i am lost
One Nice Bug Per Day

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@virtue-inspace
My muse has been kidnapped for experimental 'research.' After months of searching, yours has finally found mine. How does your muse react to the condition mine is in?
Your muse finds my muse asleep in your muse's bed. What does your muse do?
The heavy medal door slid open slowly as if it had not been opened recently. "I found him!" The pilot dressed in purple called down the hall to his comrades. He knew it was the one they were looking for as he herd him mumble something about the squeaky door hurting his ears, and Tieria would recognize that voice and mop of dark hair anywhere. "Lockon..." He ran over and knelt by the taller man and tried to sit him up, only to be met with protest about the movement. "Stop complaining we have to go... now." He added hearing the other 3 run down the hall and stop at the door. He struggled to pull him into a sitting position.
"Don't be such a drama queen." The pilot in green added coming in the room to help.
(virtue-inspace) (the kidnapped meme)
"Shut up Lyle..." He mumbled back as the 2 hoisted him to his feet. "Why is it so fucking bright?" He grumble as he was brought into the light. He was missing his eye patch and was dressed in a hospital gown of sorts. It was easier for his abductors to poke and prod him. It had not been a pleasant experience. He had a few visible wounds on his face and arms but most was not immediately known. "Thanks for coming to get me guys." He smiled seeing the rest of his team, then his legs gave out and he fell to the floor, taking Lyle with him as he was the only one able to keep hold of him.
@virtue-inspace
“LOCKON?!” Tieria squeaked louder then intended as the brunette slipped from his grasp. Both of the men on the floor looked up at him. Now he was able to see the marks and cuts on his face. He knelt down and took the original Lockon’s face in his hands. “What did they do to you?” His eye then grew hard. “Allelujah, help get Lockon out of here.” And with that he ran ahead.”
Today’s long haired anime guy of the day, per request, is:
Tieria Erde
Underestimate me at your own peril.
Sometimes, home has a heartbeat.
Beau Taplin (via quotemadness)
A witch gazing at Orion’s supergiant star Rigel
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Bug my character about their past! Ask them about the things you wonder about! Give them scenarios to get their brain going! Today is all about bringing out the growth hiding within my character.
“More?” Confused that people actually wana talk to him.
@lumieberries
It’s SIN DAY SEND MY MUSE DIRTY ANONS
Tell them what you’d do to them. Tell them what your muse wants from mine.
“Another human that wishes to speak with me I see.”
@pulseofthestars
*poke*
"Don't." Just done with his shit.
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“Yah, a nice pay check helps. Lockon often mentions that. And that is exactly the reason I don’t have anyone I can consider a friend, a side from him, and I trust him with my life. He has done so much for me. And I’m grateful for his existence.”
“Well, ain’t that sweet. I guess purple hair is his type. Good to know.”
“You couldn’t get me in a job like that. Now I know that sounds contradictory, but the details do matter. I like the feeling of knowing someone’s got my back. Money’s important, but so is being able to go on vacation with the missies and kiddies.” He paused to ponder his own words. “I guess it’s a tab hypocritical however I spin it though. But that’s why I got out of the life eventually. Too much.”
Tieria looked at Hugh confused, he didn’t quit understand what he meant by ‘his type’.
“A family isn’t something easily obtained in our line of work. And don’t worry, you wouldn’t have been thought of. None of those chosen by Veda had any criminal back ground.” He pushed a bit of his purple hair back out of his eyes, even though it hadn’t been in his way. Maybe is was a subconscious habit picked up from the sniper that was kind of the center of this whole conversation, or at least it’s catalyst. Without Lockon these 2 would never have met.
This blog is accepting development anons!
Bug my character about their past! Ask them about the things you wonder about! Give them scenarios to get their brain going! Today is all about bringing out the growth hiding within my character.