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▷  ( SEMI-AU ) : idol-verse/”general” with AU traits [personality + background changes].

"Is self-interest a bad thing? We want our leaders to be pure and good, but at the same time we want them to be effective, and to be effective you often have to be ruthless and not bound by ideology or the same morals that we pretend to hold ourselves to." ( Beau Willimon ) [ on the search for companions + plots / dash lifesavers. ]

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I realize I haven't been active on here for a week or two and I wanted to apologize for such. The reasons behind that were: 1) I am changing faces. You can now find me at spjin. 2) I've been very busy OOC and have kept to AIM for the past week or so.

Knowing how I love Hyo very much, I'll probably return to this face at some point in time, but for now I will be carrying over all of Hyosung's personality/background/relations to Sojin.

Thank you all for supporting me here and I hope you continue to enjoy my muse even as a different face. 

Peace.

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                                                            T.O.P of BIG BANG. Born in ‘87.  

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                                 “Inner peace and a stimulating life, both are important to me.”

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so… handsome…

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Shit Suga says

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Suga | 24th Seoul Music Awards

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secret vs. men

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LYDIA PAEK // DANCER // SINGER // PRODUCER

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Jump - Rihanna

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twenty-two. college dropout; freelance dj and aspiring songwriter.

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kiss me, b a b y

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hyosung and sunhwa (for anon)

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Are you saying that your own flavor of madness is not sumptuous? Hn. I may have overestimated your strain of confidence, though I could attempt to ameliorate such -- you do, after all, know more of my true mannerisms than most people and that itself merits laud. You are not one of the children that shiver upon being lashed by my verbal and mental notions. In fact, you seem to grow masochistic as you lean towards the whipping of my tongue, Jiyong. Furthermore, you seem to be able to reciprocate the length and manner of my expressions which is not common at all. "You entice me." Such a phrase is not uncommon for your auris, however, and so I expect no praise in return. -of course, the attraction felt towards the man was nothing more than Schrodinger with his helpless kitten. He was the woman's target of research and amusement, his mannerisms being quite unique to himself and the constant amusement he brought her being nearly parasitic in nature as she would find herself skulking back to the man's presence in an attempt to cleanse herself of the more boring and innocent individuals of their rotting society. Instinctively, she found herself pulling away from Jiyong's frame entirely upon sensing his discomfort though the Cheshire grin on her countenance portrayed her own feline impishness as she took a mental note over how he allowed such gentle contact when he would surely slap the hand of any harlot who dared approach him in such a manner. He was respectful towards her and that itself made the sadistic woman finally bring herself to true mental pleasure - even if for just the split second she took to realize such; Ambrosia is indeed the food of the gods, is it not? I would think of myself as your personal Athena as opposed to a simple younger counterpart, my darling Jiyong. I could provide you with the means of mental and spiritual pleasure and conquest; should you seek it, throw a pack of Lucky Strikes or your frontal lobe my way and I'll tug some strings for you. I may not be fond of the human heart and its emotional connotations, but I know anatomical methods that may soothe whatever your shriveled beating organ may experience. After all, it seems I am your Hannibal Lecter and I would enjoy another patient to test my methods out on. Being a troubled soul, Jiyong, would you not do me the honor of giving me the privilege? How about any woman or man you bed? I could do wonders for you and I gain my bloody amusement. Is that not a chance of a lifetime? Hell, I'll even share a smoke with you if you'd be so kind to accept such a notion from myself. -a flash of a hedonistic smirk graced the grim woman's labia which usually curled into a faux expression of innocent joy, the cogs of her aphotic mind nearly audibly ticking away as she eyed the man's frame with the detached approach of Wilhelm Wundt in her more physical approach in understanding the male she claimed to be her companion. His breviloquence and physical adjustments made her zealous, almost prepared to allow her own focus to falter from his own as to bestow upon him the honor of winning their nonexistent competition of possible mental dominance over one another though in reality it was simply an exchange of fascinating company as opposed to the 'endearing' "hellos" and "goodbyes" of modern day; A marker, hah? -cocking a brow as if suddenly having savored an interestingly unpleasant morsel, the capricious connoisseur reached a hand to her lips as if to be able to sense the nearly palpable analogy on her tastebuds; Are you the eraser? Many a man and woman has had my purpose marked onto them, but I have been more permanent than intended. Would you play the role of my pleasant "elder" and have me throw such individuals to you in an attempt to have them stave from my presence? -of course, the woman was more than capable of committing the actions she spoke of but she rolled the idea on her tongue, savoring every syllable she spoke with interest. He was not one to aid others and she knew it; she was fortunate to even have his time currently, though she dismissed the notion as her own egoistic concept of being a blessing upon his still lifestyle overtook the concept easily. He was, after all, a man who took a habit to spinning circles around individuals with his words and his social mannerisms themselves seemed questionable. Was she far from the mark? Not quite - especially not so with how he easily mirrored her interest albeit in his own fashion; "You are not" the eraser itself, but the intoxicating concept that society chases these days -- the concept of a mysterious individual to drive their minds into overdrive with lust and wanton, forgetting about their duties and responsibilities even briefly as they touch themselves in your glory. Is that not the societal purpose of us idols? Make society forget about their lives even momentarily and indirectly end up bringing them to ruin the more they invest into us. -a chuckle of ease emitted from her crimson tiers, her prior focused gaze then flitting from his frame to observe their surroundings before making a wide motion to all the abiotic life amongst them which disgustingly mixed with the biotic in a meretricious manner; It's a hard-knock life, baby. Do you not agree? As for being polite, please do tell me how I offend you. I would think I speak facts as opposed to the typical epicedes that any other woman would provide you, driving you to the grave of your interest. -cracking a crooked smirk at the comparison between herself and a feral feline, the modern day Lilith could not help but dig into her pockets for a half-empty pack of the aforementioned cigarette brand. As if a white flag, she pushed one of her ivory phalanges into the distal end of the carton and coaxed out an array of white carcinogens; Bravo. You made the feral woman amused. Claim your prize, Jiyong.

are you really achin’ to take a taste outta what all of society offers? your tastes might not really be so refined. some peeps come off as knowin’ too much and too darin’ just to keep up with fabrication of appearance, true knowledge. (/ contact— jiyong’s not one for the intrusion of personal space but his respect for the woman allows her freedom for this small act; his lips press thin, shoulders stiffening for one second that seems smoothed, slowed by his thoughts gathered as he leans to the side, away from delicate digit.) the mind, you go about it like ambrosia.. (/ the murmur is soft but he’s sure she can hear it, his gaze dropping in half-gaze; a look of indifference, chin set in palm and to heel, jiyong’s attention all too focused on the woman and her words. he’d smile if not for feeling like he was letting her win by doing so. it wasn’t competition and yet— eyes to meet, the flick of a gaze that’s more declaration of his confidence than jiyong’s loyalty to polite mannerism.) you’re—. like a black marker.. how you gotta be sure of where you place it, the thought that goes behind somethin’ so definite. is that best how to describe you? you ain’t really the marker but more the.. thought and decision that goes behind placin’ it. how much certainty that is.. (/ he clicks his tongue to the end of such trailed words, gaze falling to somewhere else as the taste for a cigarette pinches as reminder, causing his fingers to play random against the countertop before he’ll reach over to pinch the pinna of her ear in a quick moment.) be polite, dongsaeng; address your elders right before it comes to bite you in that ass of yours. do you think i care about cuteness? it doesn’t suit you. it’s like puttin’ a tutu or bows on a feral persian cat. 

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