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Because Halloween is tomorrow, I thought I should put this out there for blogs who have trick-or-treating muses.

Yes! You are allowed to have your muse trick-or-treat at this blog!

My muse(s) will be giving out treats for other muses and you are more than welcome to take advantage of that. 

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reply  speed   ≠   my  interest  in  our  thread  /  plot  /  or  you,  in  general.

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SOUL Maker

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If you see a dashboard game thing or whatever they’re called from me that you want to use, please repost your own version rather than adding it on in a reblog. 

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do  you  enjoy  PROTAGONISTS??  do  you  feel  as  though  you  are  (  not  )    making  conscious  decisions  which  you  PROBABLY  should  be  having  ultimate  control  over  ..  but  somehow  you  aren’t?  well  you  are  in  luck!!  because  kris  dreemurr  is  in  town.  (  is  it  kris?  )   here  to  empathize  with  your  inability  to  take  control  of  YOUR  LIFE  too!!  give  this  a  scrumptious  ♡   and  a  rebagel  if  you  are  interested!      /     penned  by  ..  well,  penn.  <3

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Do you have hair? Or is your head is shaped like that?

"It's.. It's hair..?"

"Why would you think that it was part of my head?"

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Want a snack? *Gives you chips in a sneaker shoe* Enjoy

"I.. Uh.. Thank you?"

He gives a confused but polite smile. Is this supposed to be a joke over the fact people apparently thinks he eats shoes or is it just a genuinely well intentioned gesture?

He.. He probably isn't going to eat this. Who knows where the sneaker has been.

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What's in store Bluey? Have you got any special sales going this weekend?

"Do refrain from calling me that please."

He requests for a moment before just as quickly dropping the grievance to go into salesman mode.

"But yes! This weekend there will be a buy two get two free sale!! It's only for the weekend and while supplies last so don't wait to come down to Cyber Shoes II!"

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Why are so blue colored? Are you blueberry flavored 🫐? Do you ate so many blueberries that you became blue?

"I have always been blue actually, so it's certainly nothing I eat that's caused it. Though I'm not all that fond of blueberries in the first place so even if that was somehow the case they wouldn't be the blue food to cause it."

"On the topic of how I taste, considering people flavored tea is often an acquired taste to most people, I wouldn't say so."

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Why you like eating shoes? What are you a dog?

"Hey now, if you have a question there's no need to be rude."

Bluford speaks with a disapproving shake of his head.

"I don't know what gave you the idea I eat shoes, I just sell them. Is there some rumor going around I'm not aware of?"

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@procceed Liked This For A Starter.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment!”

Bluford calls out hearing what sounded like someone towards the front of the store, straightening out some of the product he had available before turning around to greet the newcomer. 

“Hello, welcome to Cyber Shoes II how may I help y-”

He ends up cutting himself off in surprise at the sight he’s met with. Was.. Was that just.. a human soul standing right there? Now.. that... that’s new. He nervously clears his throat and tries to brush it off.

“Is there something I can help you with?”

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  spam-1997​:

⇨   “ *WELL, I KNOW I NEVER DID !! ”   Was that him being affirming, was that bitterness, was it a joke? His bold but flat tone made it impossible to tell, but still he smiles tight, hands on his hips, just trying to save what little face he had left and endure… this. 

He’s here, trying to live up to his brand, trying to be more like someone they’d recognize like his body and mind wasn’t falling apart at the seams. But of course they were alright, and that’s good, and he hates them, and he’s so happy they’re alright. Oh god, they were alright without him. Everyone’s still friends, just without him. Going out for rides around town~ without him!  The most spiteful feelings well up past his kinder half and nearly make him forget the conversation he’s in– but then it sours into something like guilt as he finally thinks to glance back and he sees how… upset the addison looks. 

“ * A-A-[ apology ]..? ”  He gives a double-take, practically a quick glitch of his head turning to them twice. As they go on he’s stunned, and slowly his forced on smile curls and wavers, falling lopsided, his brows furrowed strongly over expressionless lenses like it hurt to hear. He’s dreaming. He’s gotta be dreaming… An honest to god apology? Still, all of his past hits at once, and his casual facade cracks.   “ nnNO  ! Don’t… [ end partnership ] WAIT. ” He shakes his hands.  “ I.. I… I… JUST… I DON’T GET IT. WHY… DID YOU… [ left on read ] ME IN THE fiRST PLACE, THEN?? ”  A question he’s been dying to ask. He sorta assumed they… were just always looking for an excuse to ditch him. No matter the success, he was just… unwanted.

He is not nearly thinking clearly enough to deal with this. He runs a hand through his blackened hair with a breathless laugh that just barely keeps his tone from sounding intense.  “ B4CK THEN? I HAD [ everything ] !  I- I COULD HAVE GIVEN YOU [ everything ] ! I WAS A [ Big Shot ] JUST LIKE I ALWAYS SAID !!  WASN’T I ?? ”    If they left him now? Sure, who wouldn’t leave him now. But then?    “ * SO WHAT HAPPENED? THERE WAS [ no better time to buy! ] ”

“I can’t speak for everyone, but it was never you that was the problem.. It was me.” 

He assure with a sigh, and though he didn’t really want to elaborate as he did always hate talking about his feelings he felt like Spamton deserved the whole explanation. 

“I know I always acted like I had it all together, like everything was great and I couldn’t be doing better. But I really don’t. I never have. I’m just sort of a wreck that tries to make it work. My best has only ever been running the second less popular Cyber Shoes establishment. Everyone was known for having their own unique brand of business and I couldn’t even manage that..”

“I always just tried to brush it off and pretend I was ok but then.. then you hit it big. Almost overnight everyone adored you and you’d achieved sales like none of us had before. And even though I should have been happy for you I felt so.. small... If you could do all of that in such little time was I the problem? Did that mean no matter how hard I work I would always just be in the background of everyone else’s achievements? I would be a liar if I said I wasn’t somewhat jealous, but I thought.. what use would you have for me to be around now that you were so big. That if anything I’d just be holding you back. So I decided if I stopped talking to you first then it would hurt less then waiting for when you dropped me for bigger better friends..”

“I know that train of thought didn’t make it right, and it was a terrible thing to do. I’m not saying it excuses my actions. I should have realized how awful it was to leave like that before I did. Once I did, I wanted to reach out and apologize then but I was so afraid of what you may say.. I didn’t get up the courage to visit until  I heard you were evicted from the Queen’s mansion. When I got there that night though.. all I found was a phone dangling off the side of the end table..”

Static and garbage noise fills his head for a moment at the thought and he gives it a quick shake to dispel it and try and focus on the conversation at hand. He has to raise a hand to briefly rub his eyes. Come on Bluford, at least hold yourself together for the rest of the conversation.

“I would have gone looking, but no one had seen or heard you anywhere, so I thought you were.. gone.. before seeing you on the streets a few moments ago..”

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(Hey this seems like a really cool blog but--I'm confused how you send asks in? Is it just like this or do we have to do something else? Just--Seems like you don't asnwer asks in the normal way so I'm a bit confused-it might just be me tho. Anyways have a great timezone!)

Yes this is how you send asks in! Though for asks that are not meant to be answered IC and aren't for a meme I will sometimes answer them privately. I'm sorry if this has caused any confusion and I can try to avoid it in the future to make things simpler! I'm glad you like my blog, thank you very much, and if there's anymore confusion I'll try my best to clear it up.

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2for1specil​:

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“Spamton, you seem.. different. Is that a new brooch?” He’s getting a distinctive feeling that the heart he sees is not in fact a fancy little pin, but he also generally gets a bad feeling about the object in the first place so he’s hesitant to directly ask about it.

For a second, Spamton is tempted to make a snarky comment about how he’s changed a lot since the other Addisons abandoned him, but he bites his tongue. Making enemies isn’t exactly a good idea right now, and if Bluford has reached out, he may as well listen. 

“IT’S… IT’S… A [[HeartShapedObject]] . VERY RARE!! [One Of A Kind] !!” 

That was certainly an understatement. If the Addison knows about SOULS, this won’t end well. 

“I.. that doesn’t seem like an item one just acquires from a good deal.. I don’t foresee a lightner exchanging something so important..”

He pipes up, almost timidly. He isn’t entirely sure how he just knows what it is aside from a gut feeling, he really doesn’t want to overthink that on top of a seemingly delicate but serious matter. Though he does find himself faltering at trying to press any further.

“But, I suppose I have no business sticking my nose in your business after everything. While it would be nice to catch up, I came over to say sorry for the mistakes of the past though I feel I can never truly say that enough to even come close to making up for it.”

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@shotton Liked This For A Starter.

Was this really...? None of the others he’s encountered have looked like this.. No, it has to be. That face and those shades can’t be anyone else right? That’s just the assumption Bluford is going to settle on. Worst case scenario he was wrong, and he just embarrassed himself. Well. Ok that wasn’t worst case scenario in his mind but that’s besides the point. The addison clears his throat as he steps closer to try and get his attention, looking up at the other individual. 

“Wow, Spamton you sure do look.. ah, different from the last time I saw you. That’s a very colorful look you got there..” 

A nervous chuckle. Goodness was he ever going to get over his anxiety whenever he interacts with another Spamton? He keeps feeling like he has to somehow redeem himself in the eyes of each new one he encounters.

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@purgatorychxsm Liked This For A Starter

A certain orange addison is standing outside his clothing shop, stitching a few extra touches onto the blue dress of the mannequin sitting out front. He has a phone propped up by his ear with his shoulder while he works, but he was just finishing up his call, well it isn’t even his. He takes calls to forward messages to Bluford later since the guy downright refuses to touch one anymore which Saffron frankly doesn’t understand, but he figures this is easy enough for him to do. Temporarily looking up from the fruits of his labor to put the phone aside. That’s when he spots someone he hasn’t seen in some time. He’s quick to gesture him over with a grin.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the big shot Spamton G. Spamton himself! I don’t think I’ve seen you since you were practically glued to that phone of yours! Heard you hit it rough, tried to shoot you a call a few times but you never picked up!”

“You know Blu up and thought you died or something, but I told him no way, not Spamton! Now there’s a guy who never gives up no matter how the business has got him down, sure it didn’t work out but it sure did get you a lot farther than most of the lot of us ever had!”

“Aaanyways, enough about all that! How’ve you been? We really got to catch up!”

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  cyber-shoes​:

@free2ample​sent: ‘ “Promone, how have sales been?” Bluford greets politely, having decided to drop in and check in on the fellow addison. He attempts to do this on a somewhat frequent basis at the various shops when he can find the time to do so these days. ’

<3    “ * Bluford, oh–! ”  He gasps at their appearance like he had some sort of news to give, practically skipping over to them.  “ * My week was almost entirely drab… until these two adorable customers came in just yesterday ! ” He leans in between them and flips a hand.  “ * I wish you’d seen them   they were obviously in love… more than the others! ”  He say this a lot-  “ * And so I offered them Dating Shoes, naturally! And before one of them could turn me down, the other interrupted with a WHOLE love confession– right in front of me! ”

A warmer more natural smile settles on his features in response to his fellow addison’s excitement. It was always a pleasure to see any of them in a good mood.  “My, that seems like quite the romantic gesture to get to bear witness to. I assume something of that nature can certainly make up for an otherwise rather uneventful week.” He comments, idly tucking his hands into his pockets and tilting his head to the side a little.