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❝I’m old enough to go to a Halloween party!❞ No, she’s not.  

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so when are we gonna appreciate rpg horrors again?

mad father, ib, yume nikki, the witches’ house? these games slapped in middle school ( and i think they still slap tbh ) it’s 2012 youtube again

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It’s been a while since she’s seen Monsieur Garry As she’s scribbling a picture of herself and Garry, she realizes she misses her friend. Monsieur Garry really cared about her. Ib cared about Garry. She loved the friendship they shared. And it all started due to a kind act. Ib smiles at the memory. In a way, she’s glad he’s not here in Spirale - he would be terrified and Ib didn’t want to put Garry through that. The Art Gallery was most definitely enough scare for one lifetime for both herself as well as him. 

As she doodled, she felt her mind wander. She hoped that Garry was doing okay. Was he worried about her? The man was kinda a worry-wart and a scaredy cat. She was more worried about him than she was herself during her stay here. She knew that she was making more friends with kind people who wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her, but Garry didn’t know that now, did he? 

She crudely colors in Garry’s hair with a blue crayon ( She can’t color inside the lines well yet... ), humming a tune that Maman used to sing to herself. In paper Garry’s hand, she draws what looks like a blue rose. Ib lays down the blue crayon to take a better look at her artwork. Paper Ib and Garry were standing side-by-side on the bottom of the paper, a green squiggly line ( representing grass ) below the pair of them. A sun was drawn in the upper left right corner. A few messily drawn flowers and trees were scattered about across the page.

Success!

If Garry ever shows up here, the first thing she’ll do is show him this clear masterpiece. He’ll be so proud...!

❝Yaaay! I’m done!❞

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You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

Ernest Hemingway (via -moonshine-)

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clumsyseedling:

Makoto had been feeling more tired than usual. Lack of sleep wasn’t an issue, as he slept well enough at night. But, he supposed it was merely him feeling mentally exhausted from reading and researching. He gave a yawn and paused when something flew into his face. He pulled it off and looked over the cloth.

A handkerchief?? Who could this be long to? He noticed a little girl running towards him and gave a look of pity. It more than likely belonged to her. He made his way over and held out the handkerchief to her with a gentle smile.

“Is this yours?” He asked her.

❝Y-Yes! O-Oui! Mine!❞  This kind lad had found her handkerchief! Ib smiled in relief, reaching a little hand up to receive her lost item. The small child smiled up at Makoto. She was very grateful for his help! She wouldn’t know what she would have done if her handkerchief had blown away in the wind.

Maman would be upset with her, no doubt.Especially after how much money was spent by her mother to commission this for her daughter. Ib had panicked. With Makoto’s timely appearance, the little girl now had no reason to fear.

❝Thank you, monsieur! Y-You found it!❞ 

Her mother’s no longer gonna be mad at her!

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🌹  ✉ anon gave a compliment: your art is so cute, ib!

unprompted asks. ( always accepting! )

❝You... think? My art... cute?❞

Ib was taken aback by that statement. Ib hadn’t anticipated that anyone would find her art appealing. She drew mainly for herself, but she supposed she could take the compliment nonetheless. Did her drawings make people happy? If so, that made her happy too. The nine year old grinned widely, a rare expression for her to wear - but in the times when she did grin, the beam could melt even the coldest of hearts.

The girl stood on her tiptoes,  hands flayed and facing outward. She wanted to hug this person. A lot, actually.

❝T-Thank you! M-Merci!❞

A little girl is now in a good mood. She’s thanking you sincerly for your kindness, dear anon.

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🌹  ✉ anon asked: alllt!~

let’s talk about rainy and her 500 muse ideas. ( accepting! )

JAYFEATHER - WARRIOR CATS.

Man I really like this grumpy kitty. Like sure, he’s a jerk, but he also cares. You won’t catch him saying it to anyone, but he secretly is a loyal and good-hearted  guy. It seems like he has good intentions for his Clan, just like his Grandfather - just with more snark and sass added on top. 

Oh yeah, he can read your mind, instantly feel what you feel and walk in your dreams. He’s got Cat Superpowers as he’s one of the Three ( four ), That’s pretty cool!

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Aww, Monsieur Garry isn’t here.

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🌹  ✉ anon asked: alt!

let’s talk about rainy and her 500 muse ideas. ( accepting! )

GENO - SUPER MARIO RPG: LEGEND OF THE SEVEN STARS.

❝Let’s talk about how convoluted this whole system is.❞ Geno snarks, rolling his doll’s eyes. He had definitely been in better moods. The star wasn’t too particularly happy with this turn of events. He had much better things to do than to waste time in some screwed up town with a weird name. He crosses his arms, an unamused look upon his wooden face. ( Radiale, yes? ) 

He was supposed to be keeping a watchful eye over the Mushroom Kingdom and other such kingdoms on the earth of his world. He was supposed to be in the sky, maintaining the status quo with the wish-granting process.

Sure, he had BILLIONS of brothers and sisters that could help him out in his place, but still, he wasn’t in a good mood and he was vocal about his opinions. He wanted to complain.

 ❝Let’s go kidnap random people and have them live in a weird, messed-up town on a weird, messed-up island? I suppose that nobody’s hurt, and it could be worse... but still, I don’t trust this. Stars help you if you’ve gone after Bowser. He’ll really show you what for.❞

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Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a charecter I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

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muse associations.

peace or war?  sun or stars?   flowers or trees?   crescent moon or full moon?  streets or skyscrapers?   rooftops or balconies?   ink or glitter?   life or death?   order or chaos?   candle or bonfire?   ocean or sky?  leather or silk?   sweet or sour?   overstimulation or understimulation?   book or letter?  soft or coarse?   fight or flight?   spoken or written?   silver or gold?  playing cards or tarot cards?   circles or angles?   cramped or vast?   checkers or chess?

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❝You speak French? Isola... speak French? Just me?❞

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reincarna​:

This girl trusts strangers way too much… It makes Cheryl a little bit nervous. Her father had always warned her not to talk to strangers- and even then, she was almost taken. It’s a scary world, children should be aware of stranger danger.

Well, not all little girls have cults chasing after them…

“Don’t worry about it. I was going to go to the Condos, anyway.” 

“Condo 406, huh…? Hey, I live in 407. Looks like we’re neighbors.”

She’s glad that they live closer together, she might be able to keep an eye on the little girl more that way. Yeah… She’d have to stay aware of her surroundings with a kid around. But after everything she’s been to, she feels like she has a keen eye on everything around her.

“Ib, huh?” That definitely wasn’t an English name. Danish, maybe? “I’m Cheryl, 17 years old. Where are you from Ib?”

She tries to keep up conversation as she guides Ib to her condo.

❝I’m from France! Papa is too! I-It’s nice to meet you, Miss Cheryl!❞ Ib loved talking about her family. It made her happy in uncertain times. The nine year old was about to tell Miss Cheryl more, when it was revealed that the taller lady lived right next door. It was weird having people right next to you. Ib’s life of wealth had... isolated her somewhat from other people. She didn’t have a Euro to her name here, but she supposes this was fine.  ❝You... live near me? Cool! We can... be friends?❞ was asked curiously. The young girl was hoping that was the case, she really liked Miss Cheryl so far.

❝Speak.. French, you?❞

Probably not, but Ib didn’t know what else to ask to keep awkward silence from falling between the two of them. She suddenly blurts out,  ❝M-Merci!!❞ to the older girl. For you know, guiding her and keeping her safe. Mr. Garry would be so happy to know she was safe.

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Growing takes time.

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🌹 WHAT POKEMON TYPE TRAINER WOULD YOU BE? 

              Fairy.

You are a Fairy type trainer! You're cute and kind, a radiant light to those around you! Your Speed and Health are on the lower end, and your other stats average, but your Special Attack and Special Defense are certainly nothing to be overlooked! Your Pokemon specialize in using the light of the celestial bodies as powerful energy to heal themselves and vaporize opponents, as well as their cutesy charm to lower their foe's defenses and attack power! You blind Dark, Dragon, and Fighting types, but are cast away by Poison and Steel. Some notable Fairy type Pokemon are Florges, Sylveon, Togekiss, Mimikyu, and Hatterene!