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I know I’m late in response to what has happened with the group ( can you believe, the one day i leave for work this happens ), and I am not sure how many of my muses I will carry over to isola. It’s mostly due to the fact that I’m away for such a long time each week (4-5 days w/o service), so I will see.

In the meantime, I’d love to still stay in touch, so here is a twitter drop as I figure things out!

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@punrifyingflame

❝ I’ve thought that my hair color would be far more uncommon than it is here. It is impressive that you’ve kept your hair in pristine condition. ❞ There was amusement in her tone, since she’s accepted the fact that people seemed to mistake her for one silver haired girl or another. 

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@idleguide

❝ I’ve been told that it’s customary for me to acquire this… and yet… ❞ She studied the cellphone given. Being cautious was in her nature, and she was careful in trying to assess its functions. However, the amount of… images (their meanings unknown ) that seem to flit by had her confused.

❝ … I am at a loss. What is this even used for? ❞

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vendicarsi:

     ALIKE A SIREN SONG IT CALLED TO HIM, begged him closer, luring his tread forward at an even, almost entranced measure until at last he slowed, brought before a young maiden alone. He said nothing, observing her performance in a respectful silence, for it would be terrible manners to interrupt, even when addressed by the musician herself, to which he offered merely a polite incline of his head. He wanted not to disturb a single bar in her song, acquainting himself with every flaw or otherwise; every slight stumble in timing, and every perfectly placed note alike.

                                  OHH… WHAT A MOURNFUL SOUND…!                                                           the demons screamed in his head.

     He awaited first the death of her final note before bringing his palms together in applause, exclaiming ardently as he then threw apart his arms, ❝ BELLISSIMO! ❞

     At last he approached, taking a few steps closer whilst resuming his praises, ❝ YOU’VE A TALENT FOR THE ART, MADAM! ❞ he assumed it had been some time, however there was beauty in imperfection, and as evidenced by her solitude, she played for none but herself, ❝ YOU COULD NOT HAVE PICKED A FINER STAGE, MADAM. TRULY A ROSE IN THE WILDERNESS! ❞ and he tossed aside the tails of his coat with a flourish, sweeping into a low bow.

     When he straightened, with a tip of his head he regarded her again– but not with eyes, for there were no eyes, only a cold glow to meet and match that frost in her gaze, ❝ WON’T YOU PLAY ANOTHER? HOW I’VE LONGED TO HEAR MUSIC AGAIN– THIS PLACE HAS SO LITTLE. ❞

She was surprised he had stayed during her practices. Still, she marched on during her minor stumbles, though if she had any more of a heart she would’ve felt slightly bashful at her rustiness. It was a song her mother seemed to be particularly fond of- probably one of the reasons she could remember it, after so long. All the time she spent into refining the song... for naught, now.

❝ Your praise touches me. ❞ There was a nod of acknowledgement, though she was uncertain how much of it all she should take to heart. He seemed to be, from this brief exchange, quite a dramatic figure ( this label seemed to take away his credibility ). Not that he wasn’t strange in just his appearance, though she was determined not to fuss about it when she wasn’t in Library. However, her wariness, where she could trust no one, no being, still had to be confronted. ❝ If you seek a performance, I do not see why you would not attend one put on by a professional. I am simply... revisiting a childhood habit. Still... ❞ 

❝ I do not have a reason to send you away, if you truly wish to stay here. ❞ A small sigh escaped rosy lips ( not of resignation, perhaps something akin to relaxing herself ). Gloved hands drew up the bow once again, and with a rise of her chest she dove into another song. 

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tzarov:

SAVAGE FORMS. One way to put it, though he couldn’t fault her caution. Even in his own world, there was a line like that between beasts and demonic beasts. And the latter could only be trusted to the extent of one’s own strength. “A HARSH WORLD THEN.” 

“DAMNING ONE’S ENTIRE REALM EVEN … BUT MORE THAN ONLY A DANGEROUS ONE TO CALL HOME, THOU SPEAKEST OF IT AS IF THOU HAD MANY TO CALL ENEMIES. HM. IN RETURN FOR TELLING ME WHAT THOU KNOWEST, I OFFER THEE TO DO THE SAME SHOULD I COME UPON THE ONES THOU WISHEST NOT TO MEET HERE. “  By her own word, they may seek out those likewise ‘savage forms’ like him. Life adored stories too much, so he had a rising suspicion that fate wouldn’t be kind to her for long. Also the city was just… that kind of place, really.

❝ Indeed. I did not choose to see them as such, but if they insist on obstructing my path, I cannot afford to show mercy. ❞ She certainly paid dearly for doing that before. ❝ There are those that are simply lost... then there are others trying to grant their own wishes before mine. But we all share the same fate. ❞

She regarded him for a brief moment, as if divulging her world’s information would curse the other ( perhaps it will, knowing tales told at bedtime were far more menacing of a tale ), or even the city’s basic funcions. 

❝ I see no reason to reject this deal of yours. Very well, then. What do you wish to know? ❞ 

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse✘ = hugging them

❝ …! ❞ Grey eyes had widened in surprise at the gesture. How long as it been since the princess was touched so affectionately? Though she had froze in surprise, in a brief moment she had adjusted, her own arms circling to return the act. It wasn’t as if she hated it, after all; she had garnered plenty of respect for the other in their short time of meeting. Funny, how such a simple thing left her feeling so safe and warm.

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse // reversed // ♢ = reading them a story. 

❝ ... 'This is chocolate!' gasped Hansel as he broke a lump of plaster from the wall. ‘And this is icing!' exclaimed Gretel, putting another piece of wall in her mouth. Starving but delighted, the children began to eat pieces of candy broken off the cottage. ❞ Her voice was gentle in its intonation, though it still held a harsh firmness from her years ( was it only years? it was likely more ) in Library. As nonsensical as the story seemed in a real world’s logic, she’s sen her fair share of tragedies, and coming from a place that was created from the wild imagination of authors... well, she continued on. It pained her that the mother was insufferable, perhaps because the cruelty was all too familiar, but the tale had wrapped up with the stepmother dead as well.

❝ A clever pair of siblings, wouldn’t you say? ❞

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♡ ( pick any muse. even though we haven't interacted yet lol )

PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME .

Snow / Iskander

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other - political marriage.

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

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buddhransa:

 “I just got the temple! Its being fixed right now. But if you like to help-

He has to duck as a few ducks flew above him. Nearly hitting his shiny bald head. Animals were so aggressive these days it was impossible to clean. It was a lot better when he was really alive. 

She lifted a finger, and within moments a bird perched upon it. She nearly laughed from the irony of it. Was this a case of some sort of princess magic?

❝ I suppose this would be a reasonable use of my time. Tell me, what would be the best way I can assist? ❞ 

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vampgentle:

      ❝ 𝓘 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓼𝓸, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓸 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱. ❞ Was Murr really his cat? Even he questioned the thought as he always thought of the cat as a companion to travel with rather than a pet. If anyone tried to take him, naturally he’d say that’s his cat, but the feline was his own owner really. With how he does what he pleases and doesn’t listen to what he had to say and other things, this cat definitely was independent. ❝ 𝓜𝔂 𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓲𝓮𝓼, 𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷’𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹. ❞

      He’d lean down then to pick up the cat to put in his arms, though it was obviously displeased yet again with him. Nothing he wasn’t used to of course, a few bites and scratches wasn’t enough to kill him. ❝ 𝓘 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓺𝓾𝓮, 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷’𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓪 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓱𝓲𝓶. 𝓨𝓮𝓼, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓽, 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓜𝓾𝓻𝓻! 𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓭𝓸 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓶, 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓰𝓻𝓾𝓶𝓹𝔂 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷’𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷. ❞

❝ There is nothing to be forgiven for. He has done no wrong. ❞ Perhaps if any of her... fellow companions were here, they’d point to her seeming hypocrisy ( what happened to her adherence to laws? her justice? ), but she has never cared for their pointless talks. 

❝  It has been some time since I've seen an animal that is not out for blood, so this is... a pleasant change.❞

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❝ ...I understand that tomorrow is meant to celebrate your father’s role in your life... but seeing this city’s amount of dismal parental figures, perhaps you should take the time to simply show your appreciation for someone you consider valuable. ❞

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new snow white gacha job!

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seekerofoutcasts:

     — ❝ Then I’m guessing you’ve come from a place where books are abundant? ❞

     A logical assumption to come to yet even so, the seeker asks so she can be definitely sure. From her personal experience, it seems that those in a position of wealth often in possession of many texts and other sources of knowledge… And from just glancing at the girl’s attire, Aloy can already conclude that she’s of noble birth or at the very least, in possession of some wealth.

     ❝ But… That’s kind of you; thank you, ❞ she now manages, verdant hues looking over the books littered across the table now.

     ❝ Is there anything you’re looking to read last? I’d hate to take a book you were reaching for next, ❞

❝ I would say so, yes. Unlike this city, where... or when I am from, there isn’t much technology to affix your attention and to work with. I suppose that made us more reliant on text. ❞ Most of them consisted of correspondence, but seeing as she wasn’t just a royal official ( a princess was a hereditary upgrade ), she’s seen her fair share of entertainment with text.

❝ There should be no worries of that. I’ve taken out quite a few, even though  doubt I’ll be able to get through more than this one alone. ❞ Her delicate fingers raised the hardcover collection.  ❝ Especially since I might be taking notes on it. It’s fiction, but there are things I want to take a look at more closely. ❞

❝ If you care for fairy tales rather than those... encyclopedic editions, I wouldn’t mind you joining me. It would be interesting to hear what you think of them. ❞ 

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I know I have draftstm but I’m determined to get through a good portion of them right now. I’ll throw in a small starter since I’m always looking for interactions! If you’d like to thread you can always hop into my inbox.

The cap is at 3.