A Mind is a Terrible Thing to Waste.

Work in progress RP blog for Golden Sun's Hama. I'm new at all this, so bear with me. I'll get an about page up at some point. (Excuse me while I derp around with the theme.)

[wingsofanemos]

Non-Hiatus post.

I hope to return from my sudden hiatus soon. October was crazy. Anyways, to help me get back into the swing of things, did I miss anything?

[wingsofanemos]

"Jenna!" Master Hama exclaimed in surprise, moving toward her. "It is good to see you! How have you been?"

[mxrswitch]

Jenna hugged Master Hama tightly and laughed happily. "I’ve been well.  Finally got out of Vale for more than a few days.  How about yourself?”

[wingsofanemos]

Hama returns the hug and then replies happily. "The days have been agreeable so far. I am glad to know you are well. Sometimes the best thing is to get out and explore. I have felt that desire more, lately. What did you do once they released you?"

The look on her face shifts to one of slight frustration. "I have decided to take up baking, though so far it has eluded me. My last cake turned out far too moist. And by moist I mean it had more in common with a rock."

[ofkalay]

"So.  If I travel for five days in that direction, where am I ending up again?"  Ivan asked as he looked at his map.  He’s no sense for directions, and could probably get lost in a snow storm.

[wingsofanemos]

Hama eyes the map for a few moments. "Well, you'd probably hit the ocean after three. It depends which direction you'd want to go after that."

[wingsofanemos]

*boops hama on the head*

*stares at Mia suspiciously*

*ninja pokes her in the side*

[wingsofanemos]

"Oh really? And where is it written that I can’t?"

*boops her back*

[imilsangel]

"Over there!" Mia points behind the Master Jupiter Adept, trying to distract the older woman as she directed another boop to her head.

But of course that wouldn’t work on someone who could predict the future.

[wingsofanemos]

Hama expertly ducks and weaves away from the questing hand, all the while keeping her eyes on Mia.

"Mia, might I suggest you get your eyes checked? There's nothing there." Hama suggests with a glint in her eye. "…Or were you perhaps commenting on the flowers?"

Mia's going to need some better tactics than that to distract a Master.

[wingsofanemos]

*boops sister on face*

*laughs and steals brother’s nose*

[wingsofanemos]

Hama contemplates this for a moment.

"Hmmm. That’s a good question. Because the first name to come to mind wouldn’t necessarily be a fitting one. How about S. Mel Lee?”

[ofkalay]

"No."  Ivan deadpanned, crossing his arms.

[wingsofanemos]

Hama chuckles. "Well, I suppose it is your nose. What would you name it?"

[wingsofanemos]

*boops sister on face*

*laughs and steals brother’s nose*

[wingsofanemos]

"But it’s such a cute nose. I think I’ll keep it. As a pet.”

[ofkalay]

"Hama, what would you even name a nose?"  Ivan shook his head.

[wingsofanemos]

Hama contemplates this for a moment.

"Hmmm. That's a good question. Because the first name to come to mind wouldn't necessarily be a fitting one. How about S. Mel Lee?"

[wingsofanemos]

*boops hama on the head*

*stares at Mia suspiciously*

*ninja pokes her in the side*

[imilsangel]

"Hey!" Mia pouted, "You’re not allowed to poke me back! That’s cheating."

……………..boops again……………..

[wingsofanemos]

"Oh really? And where is it written that I can't?"

*boops her back*

[wingsofanemos]

*boops sister on face*

*laughs and steals brother’s nose*

[wingsofanemos]

"I’m sorry, we’re you using that?"

She holds it waaaaay up high. “What are you going to give me in return?”

[ofkalay]

Ivan jumped up, trying to reach it, even though he knows it’s a joke.

"Give it back!  That’s my nose!”

[wingsofanemos]

"But it's such a cute nose. I think I'll keep it. As a pet."

[ofkalay]

{why do i wanna make a bart allen rp blog so much like half my headcanons are probably not valid at all}

{why dont i ever want to rp with the muses i have}

[ofkalay]

{actually what i want is to make my fuckin’ ocs and have people interact with them but nah nah i never have anybody interact with said ocs ever}

[wingsofanemos]

//WHAT OC'S.

[wingsofanemos]

*boops sister on face*

*laughs and steals brother’s nose*

[ofkalay]

"Hama, give it back!"

[wingsofanemos]

"I'm sorry, we're you using that?"

She holds it waaaaay up high. "What are you going to give me in return?"

[atxner]

wingsofanemos replied to your post:// Online here too~ How is everyone?

Hello! I mopped myself into a corner and am now stuck on the couch until the floor dries. I suppose that’s not so bad. :)

 //Heeyoo~

That sounds tough…*cast flare on the floor to dry faster*

[wingsofanemos]

Noooooo my floor is wood! I'd say find a Mercury Adept, but it's dry now. :D

[wingsofanemos]

*boops sister on face*

*laughs and steals brother’s nose*

[wingsofanemos]

*boops hama on the head*

*stares at Mia suspiciously*

*ninja pokes her in the side*

[mxrswitch]

+navarchos, wingsofanemos

Jenna grinned and waved at them both, moving over as quickly as she was physically capable of doing. "Piers!  Master Hama!"

[wingsofanemos]

"Jenna!" Master Hama exclaimed in surprise, moving toward her. "It is good to see you! How have you been?"

[gilded-mango]

Ivan from Golden Sun. 

[dominus-meliosin]

Reblog if you believe Roleplaying forms Friendships

[anon-loki]

[navarchos]

— ＨＡＭＡ : :

The Lemurian’s mannerisms were quite telling, but she gave no indication of such.

"As you wish. You see, I was wondering if you might allow me to accompany you on your next voyage. There are many places I would like to visit that are impossible to reach without a ship. And of course, I would like to get to know you better as well."

— ☸   Great…that’s exactly what I wanted to hear, Piers lamented, the woman’s words hitting his happy façade like a truck, completely obliterating whatever was left of that cheery smile and that sunny disposition.

            "Well, ahm, you see…" he began, tone awkward, “…I’m afraid I’ll have to put your request on hold at the moment—ah, maybe…err, for a year?” Swallowing a lump that formed in his throat, the sailor mustered up his confidence and continued, “That’s my problem, actually. One of the wings on the ship is…broken.”

[wingsofanemos]

Upon hearing such words, the grin fell from Hama's face, quickly replaced with a worried expression, brow creasing in thought.

"Oh dear. That certainly would put a damper on things. Are you alright, Piers? I hope the rest of your ship fared better? I confess my focus has been on other things lately, or I might have seen this coming. What on Weyard happened to cause such a thing?"