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i think i am going to actually take a pretty long break from the blog as a whole. idk. i have kind of started to hate being here. i am on @redeulogy

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i think i am going to actually take a pretty long break from the blog as a whole. idk. i have kind of started to hate being here. i am on @redeulogy

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i think i am going to actually take a pretty long break from the blog as a whole. idk. i have kind of started to hate being here. i am on @redeulogy

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BACCANO! STREAM ANNOUNCEMENT.

meechi. Hello, everyone! Hope this Friday is serving you well! Tomorrow, on Sat. April 1st, I'll be hosting a Baccano! stream, with the first episode starting at 9:00 PM EST. The room will be open 30 minutes prior, at 8:30 PM EST. If you would like for me or one of my close mutuals to send you the link to the room once it's open, don't be afraid to LIKE or REPLY to this post, thank you!

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REDEULOGY.

a heavily under construction multimuse featuring characters from a wide array of animation, literature, and more! low activity, independent, and semi-selective but very welcome to new interactions. penned by albatross!

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☠ ― 𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝐴𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟. (𝑉𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝐼𝐶.)

Why were you named the way you were? Is there a special meaning behind your name (or middle name if applicable)?

When is your birthday? What is your ideal birthday?

What is your sexuality/orientation? How did you discover them?

What's usually on your shopping list?

What are some general hygiene things you do? How do you normally do your hair? What kind of products do you use?

What is in your pockets/bag/etc. right now?

What is it like where you live? How does it compare to where you grew up if it differs?

Do you have a favorite food? What's your favorite breakfast, lunch, dinner, and dessert?

Do you have any other family members? Parents, siblings, grandparents, cousins, etc.?

How do you feel about makeup? Are you any good at putting it on? Do you wear it often?

Would you say you are an introvert, or an extrovert?

If someone were to invite you to a party, would you enjoy it? What would you do during?

What scares you the most? And if it really happened... how would you deal with it?

Have you ever raised a weapon towards someone? Was it in self-defense, or was it purposefully? What happened afterwards?

Do you honestly believe that you are funny? Tell us your best joke!

Tell us about something that's happened recently (asker can request a specific "vibe" to the story--happy, sad, annoying, funny, etc. if they wish).

If you were to describe yourself in a few words, what would those words be?

Do you have any pets? If so, what are their names? What are they like personality-wise? Can we see them?

What is something you care desperately about? Something that you just couldn't live without?

Have you ever broken a bone? Have you ever had surgery?

How often do you cry? Do you happy cry, or do you mostly cry in sadness?

What are some weird interests or hobbies you have that people probably wouldn't expect you to have?

Have you ever lost someone close to you? Who was it? How did you cope with it?

What is your favorite holiday? What makes it your favorite? Is there something in particular that you enjoy most about it?

Do you have any crushes at the moment? If so, do you think you will ever tell them? Has anyone ever had a crush on you?

Are there any certain scents, sounds, or textures that you like? What about ones that you dislike?

Would you ever consider starting a family? How do you feel about getting married, having kids, and potentially settling down?

What are a few things (or one thing) you want to do before you die? Why?

Are you happy in your own skin? If you could change something about yourself, would you, and what would it be?

Do you have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? Do you go out of your way to always wear it when you can? Why is it your favorite?

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aah. i had a dream about maria. think it's a sign

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❛ wanna go sneak in? it'll be fun, i'm sure! ❜ / elmer for graham. more shenanigans please

"Well..."

Graham scratches the back of his head with his wrench, deep in thought. Of course, whether those thoughts are of any major relevance to the topic at hand is another matter entirely, but whatever they are, he probably is actually buried pretty deeply in them.

"On one hand, sneaking into someplace like that is definitely illegal, which means we shouldn't do it. But, I'll give you a little bit of credit here: murdering people is also pretty illegal, and I let people get away with that all the time. Granted, I've never killed anyone myself, but what's the difference betwene killing and allowing murder, really? So that puts me on about that level, and if I was gonna be locked up for it, they couldn't exactly say sneaking into someplace is worse than murder."

He taps the back of his head firmly with the wrench, beginning to pace in circles. It's pretty likely that, in the moment, he's actually forgotten Elmer is there completely. "So, sure, sneaking in would be fine legally, but I've just got one problem. I'm not really a sneaky sort of guy."

In the background, he can vaguely hear the "I never woulda guessed, boss," that Shaft shoots out with impeccable timing.

"That said, I don't mind sneakin' in places all that much. To be honest, it could be a little fun. Could be sad, too, but I guess that all depends on how well you do it. Life's a fun little game like that, where you take a chance on things even if you're bad at 'em... woah, hey there, wait a minute, back up, slow down, stop right in your tracks!"

Graham suddenly stops pacing. Without turning to Elmer, he carries on, "What exactly are we gonna be goin' in there for in the first place?"

just elmer things. / accepting.

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REDEULOGY.

a heavily under construction multimuse featuring characters from a wide array of animation, literature, and more! low activity, independent, and semi-selective but very welcome to new interactions. penned by albatross!

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i'm dedicating all of tonight to getting bios done on @redeulogy , so i'd be happy if you want to follow me over there!

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❛ he couldn't stand me, for some reason. ❜ / elmer to melvi. also talking about f*rmet here, naturally.

"I wonder why."

Melvi's voice is strained; truthfully, Elmer's personality grates on him too, but he's unwilling to admit that to even himself, trapped within the confines of not wanting to dislike the same sort of thing he had. When it comes to this person in particular, Melvi can't even be sure whether his dislike is his own.

So he's attempting to like Elmer. Unfortunately, the main obstacle prohibiting him from liking Elmer is the man's absolutely grating personality.

"Well, he was a strange man. Difficult to understand. He couldn't stand most things." Melvi waves flippantly, trying desperately to ignore the ugly feeling in his gut. "But he spoke about you more than once. He must have especially hated you for that hatred to make its way to me."

just elmer things. / accepting.

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That doesn't make him sound less crazy, but Chané's willing to push most of it aside. In order to get anywhere, she recognizes that she'll have to keep Claire on track with what she actually wants to talk about.

Most importantly...

I don't want to rely on anyone else.

That singular fact is probably the root of her rejection towards what Claire is saying. There's no way she can sit back and allow herself to trust in someone else's belief---not when it's her father's life she's defending. She wouldn't even be able to do that with her own life.

It doesn't matter if you believe in me. I want you to show me how you do things. That's it.

Her expression is grim, almost carrying some kind of frustration. Were Chané a less composed child, she might be tearing up, but she's long since grown out of that.

he smiles as she backs down, less so out of relief — she was never a threat to him, anyway — && more because he's happy that she doesn't seem to see him as a threat. "great. glad to hear it." he chatters on as if she's given him a clear verbal response. anyone watching this seemingly one-sided conversation would surely be baffled, but to claire it's the most natural thing in the world.

"oh, but i see. you're right, resolve isn't everything, but it is important. well, at least for me. huh... maybe i have to be confident in your abilities... that must be it. okay! well — we were talking about fighting skills, right? i'll tell you a secret. i'm still learning, too. i mean, that's why your father's been so helpful! what better way to train? all i know is that i will never die. not when i created this world. so nothing happens without my say-so. that's why i can't lose. does that make sense? if i attacked you right now, i might not be able to hit you. it's fully possible that you could dodge, or escape. but if you tried to use that knife on me, there's a zero-percent chance that you'd be able to injure me. unless i let you, of course."

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"The kitchen!" Maria exclaims, like it's obvious. She has been known to spend some time with Berga in the kitchen, of course, but her involvement generally ends in disaster and a mess. That she's not covered head-to-toe in whatever she was making is something of a miracle. "Come on!!"

She grabs his hand, pulling him behind her because she knows she's the faster one. Some of the Gandor men used to rib Tick about this sort of thing happening, but she'd dealt with that a little, so it should be fine.

"It's a little messy in there, but Berga made me clean most of it up while I was waiting for it to cook and stuff. Ugh. It was really boring! I almost died of boredom! But, you know, it's worth it for my mejor amigo, right?"

to tick's credit, he does consider that maybe this isn't a good idea. it's definitely something she shouldn't be doing, or he shouldn't be doing, or something like that... but it's hard to deny maria even when he wants to, && right now, his curiosity is... somewhat piqued.

his tongue stalls as he tries to guess. "ummmmmm...."

luckily, she rushes right in with the answer, so he's not kept waiting for too long. he pauses, scissors stalling in their methodical snipping of the pile of paper in front of him. ( keith had placed them in front of him without a word, which luck had later elaborated on — these particular documents needed to be completely destroyed, && 'it'll keep you busy for a while, i imagine' ).

"okay! sure, maria, let's goooo." he stands up, happy to allow himself to be led along. ".....where exactly are we going?"

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hey all, been having some personal life issues that are making it hard to focus on writing. i'm still here, i promise. thank you for being patient with me.

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❛ i could wish you happiness, but you're happy already. ❜ / elmer for chané... hey :)

She startles, expression going back to neutrality as quickly as it had minutely shifted towards a smile.

It's not like her to slip up so easily, but her father's friend---Elmer---has both a disarming personality and a way of reminding her of the things in her life that make her happy enough to even want to smile. He's a curious sort of person, and Chané's confusion over his demeanor in contrast to her father's had also probably been part of the reason she had allowed her expression to slip so easily into showing what she was feeling.

She nods, slowly, though she figures she doesn't need to confirm what he's already stated. Were it any other stranger, she might not have afforded them that much, but...

This is the only person my father talks about fondly. Because of that, it's alright.

just elmer things. / accepting.

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"Well, changing is very human. Or so I've heard."

It's a bitter response, not that Melvi is capable of much else. From the outside, people might attest that he's changed drastically from the way he was before, but he still retains almost all of the traits that had been ingrained in him from the moment he was born. The only difference between then and now is that he's had the chance to learn from people who aren't...

He does his best not to scowl.

"Naturally, I wouldn't really know myself."

Instead of that frustrated expression, he presses his lips into a thin smile, betraying nothing and everything of his feelings at the same time.

"I wonder if it's just because nobody's physically changing that everything seems to stay the same. I mean, you'd imagine living forever would inspire some fluidity in people, but... everyone I'm with often seems to have stayed the same, too."

that's another thing czes can respect about melvi. he knows his limits. he knows his faults. he doesn't get carried away by ego. czes recalls that that wasn't always the case, recalls how furious firo && maiza had been at the young man's audacity. but things are different now, clearly.

he nods.

"i understand that," he admits, rare, mature sincerity in his voice. "i see that."

as if maintaining such a grown-up attitude is exhausting, czes' physical mannerisms slip back further into those of a child. luckily, melvi changes the subject first, although — frustratingly — czes doesn't find much relief in it.

"i know," he says matter-of-factly. "i've changed a lot. more than most people around me. i mean..." thinking about firo, he snickers a little, finding welcome levity in the ribbing of his roommate. "other immortals haven't changed at all. && probably never will." there's a little smile on his face now.