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BOLD what applies to your muse.

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: affluent / moderate / poor / in poverty / unsure

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged

class or caste: upper / middle / working / unsure

education: qualified / unqualified / studying / unknown

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no /  never been charged

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated / widowed / verse dependent

has a child or children / has no children / wants children

sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased / unsure

orphaned / adopted  / raised by birth parents

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between

disorganized / organized / in between

close-minded / open-minded / in between

calm / anxious / in between

disagreeable / agreeable / in between

cautious / reckless / in between

patient / impatient / in between

outspoken / reserved / in between

leader / follower / in between

empathetic / unemphatic / in between

optimistic / pessimistic / realist

traditional / modern / in between

hard-working / lazy / in between

cultured / uncultured / in between / unknown

loyal / disloyal / unknown

faithful / unfaithful / unknown /

BELIEFS:

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

religious: orthodox / unorthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

philosophical: yes / no

OPINIONS

pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence (this really depends on the situation??) / doesn’t care

pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence / doesn’t care

pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty / doesn’t know or on the fence / doesn’t care

pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence / doesn’t care

pro-murder / anti-murder / doesn’t know or on the fence / doesn’t care

pro-cannibalism / anti-cannibalism / doesn’t know or on the fence / doesn’t care

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual??? / asexual / pansexual

sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable

romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all 

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all 

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

smoking: never? / sometimes / frequently / to excess

other narcotics: never / sometimes ( present ) / frequently ( past ) / to excess

medicinal drugs: never / sometimes / frequently  / to excess

indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

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I Wanted So Badly To Be Brave - The Wonder Years

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just because i HOLD BACK

            doesn’t mean i’ve gone SOFT

                             i have RESTRAINT

                                   but i could still CRUSH YOU where you stand

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Polarize // Twenty One Pilots Send in your requests 

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ＳＯＵＤＡ ＫＡＺＵＩＣＨＩ

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                                                                   Someone save me,                             My heart is darker than the pitch black night                              && the reflection in the mirror is going crazy

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★ ---           “sinnoh.” he elicits each sound longer than necessary, tasting the alien name on his tongue. “strange name.” perhaps home of a new breed of human, outcast superiors, like the factory head himself. dax hums, inquisitively. “okay, well. lets hope there ain’t an-y-more of ... you.” 

the disdain lacing with his words is more a product of thorton’s own arrogance. cause and effect; he sparks a chemical reaction. the mechanic laughs in the face of an egomaniac with a lack of social literacy. and it’s a hearty one, one he amplifies from his stomach. “save it for the comedy club, cyborg.” dax shoulders past thorton. “no one gives a shit.”

he scrapes the sole of his shoe against a dead cigarette on the concrete, smearing ash and grinning at the imperfection. and then, he starts his trek to the magnet train station. he doesn’t get far before he realizes --- “arceus, cyborg. c’mon! are you gonna follow me or not?” 

the rush of wind and clacking of tracks echoes inside the cars of the magnet train --- cancelling out the deadly silence between the unlikely pair. dax occupies the seat across from thorton, and inspects him in an unnatural habitat. he keeps his arms crossed, and he never parts his lips except to speak --- once, and only after the announcement of their stop. 

“okay, so sorry it aint, like, fancy.” but it’s home and his pride; every dollar he owned. “nothing compared to the fac-tor-y you were built in.” the edge of his voice smothers all softness of his proceeding request --- a plead disguised as a demand. he jabs a finger into thorton’s chest. “so don’t judge it, got it?” 

come a little closer ; thorton + dax

The lids of his eyes merely twitch in acknowledgment, features otherwise remaining unflinching. Thorton hates to admit that he’s impressed– especially when the other tries to build themselves up– It was something that never settled well with him, but being a motorbike mechanic, did.

Still highly experimental– and existing only through rumor in Sinnoh– the advanced machines would all have constantly moving parts meant to sustain its own self, and even endure nature in it’s wake. Mobility, an attribute that Thorton himself had not yet mastered. His work was all stagnant– much like himself– So what did that say for Dax?

Keep reading

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we aesthetics;    → come a little closer; thorton & dax

why’d you come, you knew you should have stayed i tried to warn you just to stay away and now they’re outside ready to bust it looks like you might be one of us

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Source

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                                     I’m a RIDDLE,                                                   Can you try to guess?                                                   Just be careful, don’t get it wrong                                      I’m awfully sensitive.

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we aesthetics;     → you really got me now; leaf & daiki  'cause i remember that i like you no matter what I found she said it's nice to have your friends round we're watching a television with no sound it's just you and i tonight why don't you figure my heart out

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★ ---           “dax, why don’t you just go talk to her?” 

faust slater juts an elbow into the senior’s chest, sending him stumbling into the nearby soda machine. this pulls laughter from the rest of the group. “real nice, slater.” dax replies, adjusting his hair and the collar of his leather jacket. 

it’s almost afternoon, before the clock strikes lunchtime and study hall. there’s a narrow --- and oddly, quite hopeful --- time slot where his person of interest will be separated from her herd, easy to hunt. he watches her part ways, and head for the library. dax licks his teeth, and nods a chin towards his crew --- catch ya later.

certainly, the library is no place for someone like him --- someone who put his feet up on all desks, scuffed his shoes on the white tile floors, and never studied. if anyone gave less of a fuck about the high school daily grind . . . but what’s a lonely boy to do?

--- thud !  dax drops his books on the table, startling leaf, but no so much apologizing for it. this plan --- not his most thought-out. talking to leaf kusaki daunts as a harder task than he presumed. his ego fizzles out. he’s leaning forward, entering her personal space. manners escape him; his train of thought threatens to depart. no please, no thank you, no hello --- but he pops a big bubble, and snaps his gum loudly. 

“you’re gonna teach me, okay?” he nods towards the stack of textbooks, establishing an understanding. “like, studying, whatever it is you do, kusaki. got it?”

you really got me now ; 1980′s AU ; dax + leaf

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Twenty One Pilots—Fake You Out

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a softer world → daiki & dawn

do they get sleepy?

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will dax roast his sister tho

★ ---          huh? oh, yes.                   my time has come. dax rolls up his sleeves, and rubs his hands together. “can’t crank the heat too high on this one, or else she’ll melt.” he snickers, definitely proud of himself. 

“hey, yusa! you know there’s this thing called caring about other people besides yourself. and you know what? it’s costs zero dollars and zero fucking cents. because we all know where your pri-or-it-ies lie. and you can buy all the ma-ter-ial things your small, cold heart desires, but your shitty per-son-al-ity is non-re-fund-able. keep caking on that makeup, sister, you still look like a fucking bitch.”