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Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understands it.

Frances Hodgson Burnett, A Little Princess (via landscape-photo-graphy)

#[ unfathomable stars; ]

⟨ posyhawthxrne ⟩:

well, now she’s amused and intrigued. ❝ you’re not sorry for their loss? ❞

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❝would YOU mourn an asshole?❞

❝—wait, am i ALLOWED to say that? are you obligated to kick me out now, or something?❞

#!roleplay #gODDAMNIT IZZY ITS A FUNERAL SERVICE #and omg works for me bb!#posyhawthxrne #( &verse: do i dare disturb the universe? )

name. humour nickname(s). izzy. age. as old as the first laugh. species. she is a trait. she comes from a family of traits. humanity goes through a series of challenges to give birth to respective traits and they will exist, as a singularity that is paradoxically plural throughout its lifetime.

p e r s o n a l .

morality. lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / grey / evil religious belief. to have faith in humanity is to carry the burden of all its mistakes in the hopes of a better tomorrow. sins. lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath ( from instances of bad humour ) virtues. chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice ( good humour ) primary goals in life. she wanders, she’s been wondering for milleniums. perhaps a balm for her restless heart would be a good change of pace. this is in conflict to her instinctive seeking out of laughter, of making sure humour doesn’t die the same way old gods did. languages known. all of them. though she’s forgotten a fair few, especially those no one seems to remember exist. latin, we’re not looking at you,s top pretending you’re ancient. secrets. that she is not human? or that she is more human than most? quirks. it isn’t to say that she’s clumsy, only that sometimes humour is the butt of her own jokes, it’s not her fault people will it of her. she changes her face depending on the country she’s in. she likes getting her nails done. she’s very handsy (good for practical jokes!) savvies. NOT COOKING is one of them. NOT TECHNOLOGY is also one of them. she’s good at crafts, card-making’s her hobby. she’s very knowledgeable in history

p h y s i c a l .

build. slender / scrawny / bony / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / babyfat / pudgy / obese / other height. 5′10″ weight. 130~ lbs scars/birthmarks. every iteration of her carries a scar of how her predecessor died. they can range from a starburst on the chest, birthmarks like a noose, like ankleweights or licking flames. old age comes in the form of old eyes. abilities/powers. humour’s able to wield the will of the people. not always and not for long. simply that if people collectively feel some way or another, she can nudge destiny down that road. fate hates her for it.

f a v o u r i t e s .

favourite food. sweet desserts! favourite drink. we’re not saying humour’s a wine mom but favourite pizza topping. we’ll keep it classic with mozarella. just that. favourite color. shades of blue. favourite music genre. it’s not so much a favourite as it is one she misses. from before the times of civilization, when drumbeats sound like hunting song and then warring sound and your blood thrummed in your veins. she’s never felt more alive. favourite book genre. she’ll tell you comics but she does love historical fiction. favourite movie genre. who doesn’t like a good comedy? rom-coms are a guilty pleasure. favourite season. the day you are amused by crunching autumn leaves and the relief at the first bloom of spring. favourite curse word. do you know how to say ‘fuck’ in all the languages? favourite scent. if she had to choose just one? the faint ocean breeze.

f u n s t u f f .

loud burper or soft burper. where’s the fun in a soft burp? sings in the shower. always. likes bad puns. it’s her kryptonite. their opinion on the mun. ❝she’s doing something right.❞

#[ the little things; ]#[ in my lifetime; ]

⟨ @liifes ⟩

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❝would you LOOK at what the cat dragged in! hello darling.❞

a kiss for welcome, there’s a teasing curve to her lips, the corners dimpling ever so slightly as her hands curl tight around limp wrist, unwilling to let them be parted.

❝i’m glad you could make it. we’re celebrating the DEATH of being single.❞ a raucous cheer goes up amongst the crowd, there might even be glitter. humour laughs, feeding off their drunken energy. blue eyes turn on her companion. ❝want a drink?❞

#!roleplay #liifes #( &verse: do i dare disturb the universe? )#i 100% believe she'll call life all MEET ME @ THIS PLACE and when htyere there they realize its just another party she crashed

netflixdefenders

I definitely like a little bit of darkness, a little edge. I get a little bored when things are maybe too simple or too… expected.

#[ visage; ]#IS THIS NOT HUMOUR MY DARLING

⟨ @posyhawthxrne ⟩ // ❤︎’d

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❝i want something that says I’m really sorry for your loss, but I’m actually REALLY not— what d’you think?❞

#!roleplay #posyhawthxrne #[is it a dress is it flower arrangements??? UP TO YOU]

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Humour’s only a little bit more human than most, she still eats && drinks ( though she does not cook, god forbid your kitchen is still standing after she’s had her way with it ) and she definitely enjoys her bed. But she also subsists on amusement, it makes her bright, it allows he to harness the will of the people. Without it, her hair goes limp and her days seem a little bleak, she cannot nudge the invisible roads people walk on into twisting and colliding or running parallel anymore. Humour finds pleasure in funny company && she will always know to follow the robust sound of laughter, like a moth to the light.

#[ the little things; ]

OKAY IM RUNNING OFF TO CLASS NOW BUT I’LL BE BACK IN A FEW HOURS! like this if you want a thing! xoxo

#!munspeak

⟨ technosight ⟩:

“um, okay. why do trees seem suspicious on sunny days?”

“They just seem shady.”

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if the corners of her lips quirk ever so slightly— well, who will call her out on it?

❝okay, that was— what WAS it?— a little funny.❞

#!roleplay #technosight #( &verse: do i dare disturb the universe? )#puNS ARE HER WEAKNESS. EVERYONE'S SLIGHTLY HUMOURED BY IT SHE CANT H E L P HERSE L F

⟨ krowes ⟩:

“i’m a fourty year old man, miss. i’ve seen what life offers.”

an OUTSPOKEN and UNINTERESTED man, any and all edges rounded out by years of wear and tear. arms fold over his chest, a heel dug into the ground beneath him, someone daring question what he FELT. yet, he couldn’t help but feel that ever small prick in the back of his mind… was she RIGHT?

“i’ve not seen much of the world, but i’ve seen enough. things aren’t always as they seem, no, but there isn’t more to life than what people do every day. there’s no high fantasy, no science fiction… there’s nothing of more interest than what lies within my own imagination, and my own curiosity. both of which linger on a single question… WHAT IF?”

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she’s no mind-reader, that’s not her speciality, but it doesn’t take much to read the barely there flash of his curiosity, sinking invisible hooks into his own skin. it is the possibility, after all. he may PREACH of only putting words to paper, pen && ink to parchment, but everyone carries that seed within them. it’s called HOPE and it’s been planted since their birth. what if indeed.

( fate doesn’t like going NATIVE, prefers to stand watch and click their tongues when humour jumps into their path for much needed levity. destiny can be so boring, after all. )

❝if it were up to me, mr krowe, you and everyone else would see HUMOUR even on your deathbeds. though god forbid it’d be anytime SOON.❞ a joke, good sir, combined with an easy lift to her lips. there’s nothing more childish than amusing oneself and it shows in the downward tilt of her head, hiding her eyes for but a beat.

❝the world still has use for your IMAGINATION still.❞

#!roleplay #krowes #( &verse: do i dare disturb the universe? )#theres ur problem like there. humour recommends hiring a stand up comedian in place. laughters chicken soup for the soul SO SAYS THE BOOKS

⟨ @lastlivingpotter ⟩

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❝buy me a drink, stranger?❞

she’s only teasing, darling, don’t get worked up. dancing fingers end their wandering trail along his shoulder as she settles down next to him. though the hairstyle’s changed, and the clothes, she remains the same, smile on her face just that little bit more knowing.

❝been a while since you came to visit.❞

#she says visit like shes actually settled down and did not ACTIVELY SEEK HIM OUT SMH HUMOUR #!roleplay #lastlivingpotter #( &verse: do i dare disturb the universe? )

⟨ krowes ⟩:

“a heavy heart is unfortunate, but not always the result of mind blackened by whatever plagues it.

curiosity is exactly what drives good writing. the need, the desire to create a world more that what’s simply around us. to dive into what you might consider the soul of the world. there’s fun to be found in younger years… now for me it’s all about INTRIGUE.”

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the sound of her amusement is full-bodied, quite unlike the fragile air that seem to surround her features. azure eyes seem to twinkle with a knowing that transcends mortality. the soul IS an empty concept && who fills it has a say of what it’s filled with. humans and humanity create just as much as they destroy. her FAMILY is proof of that.

❝well, i certainly can’t deny myself a good MYSTERY. you seem too young to give up on the joy of laughter, mr. krowe. tell me, do you think there’s more to this world than you can see?❞

#whoever told u delayed gratification was a thing was wrong wallis IS IT A THERAPIST GET A REFUND #!roleplay #krowes #( &verse: do i dare disturb the universe? )

⟨ technosight ⟩:

@xrisio

“That – is a little funny.”

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❝well aren’t you just the critic? your turn then. make me LAUGH.❞

#!roleplay #[me voice] izzy pls. thats not something to be offended by. [humour voice] I AM A LOT FUNNY #( &verse: do i dare disturb the universe? )#technosight

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#[ unfathomable stars; ]

⟨ krowes ⟩:

“—–the soul is not what plagues most. the mind is more easily corrupt.

i write neither for the soul nor from the soul. everything comes from the mind. logic, reason, flow. the soul as an empty concept, and one i don’t readily accept.”