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apologies for my inactivity - i’ve been swamped as of late, but any/all owed replies and starters should be coming  ( for both miles and peter )  tonight.

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miles rolled his eyes,  s n a t c h i n g  an egg up from off the table.    “   yeah, yeah, alright.  ” he moved his gaze back to the stranger.    “   but i’m telling you now, if i get glitter all over myself i’m QUITTING.  ” 

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miles sighed — he hadn’t really expected anything LESS. tristan always was the excitable one out of the two of them. miles opened his mouth to protest, but quickly found he didn’t have the  h e a r t  to rain on his boyfriend’s parade.   “   if you say so.  ”    he grumbled.    “   but i swear to god, tris, no glitter.  ”    

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  “   no way.  ”    miles shook his head, he’d never really been one for easter festivities — and that was NOT going to change now that he was in seattle.    “   absolutely not.  ”    he could vaguely remember a time he HAD gotten excited about holidays and that sort of thing, but maybe it was because his faith in any sort of god had diminished over the years, or maybe it was the fact that his father had all but  b a n n e d  holiday fun once he passed the age of fourteen — but he couldn’t really find it in him to get excited anymore.   “   there is no way in HELL i’ll be caught dead painting an egg. i mean, come on, glitter ?  ”    

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miles forced something akin to a smile on his face, reminding himself that it wasn’t this stranger’s fault that he hadn’t been able to keep tabs on his own siblings.    “   ‘s alright.  ”    he mumbled, placing his phone back in his pocket.    “   but if you see either of them, tell them their brother’s looking for them ?  ”    

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  “   yeah, well, good luck with that. nobody knows WHAT the hell’s going on here.  ”    he shrugged nonchalantly, he’d gotten rather  u s e d  to the confusion and had pretty much learned to accept it without question at this point.   “   far from it. i’m from toronto, myself. not that i want to go back. where’re you from ?  ”     he wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but he braced himself for something strange — most people he’d met so far weren’t even from this world.

“ not really, NO. ” the woman replies, groggy. she raises a hand to rub the side of her head, attempting to calm down the erratic thumping within her skull. “ trying to figure out how i got here… ” last she checked, there was no physical body of hers to be dumped in some random alley in the first place.

her eyes stare at the male for a moment, as if examining. “ you from around here ?? ”

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miles WRACKED his brain, trying to remember whether or not he could recall seeing a cat of that description since he arrived. sadly, NOTHING came to mind. even if he had seen this mr. midnight, he’d been too worried about finding his siblings to have really paid much attention.

  “   and if i do find your cat, who should i say is looking ?  ”    he wasn’t quite sure how the girl expected her cat to UNDERSTAND, but he’d found he was in no position to be questioning much of anything since his arrival in seattle.

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PERMANENT STARTER CALL !!

i’m a dipshit and deleted my last starter call post and don’t remember who liked it so it’s time for another one.  LIKE this for a starter from MILES HOLLINGSWORTH, and REPLY for one from PETER PEVENSIE !! (( or reply if your character is on a sideblog ))

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miles felt a wave of sympathy for the girl, and suddenly felt a little selfish for only worrying about hunter and frankie. OF COURSE he wouldn’t be the only one missing someone back home.    “   oh, i’m... sorry. i know how you must be feeling. clearly.  ”   miles fought the urge to roll his eyes at himself — his ability to strike up conversation wasn’t exactly something he prided himself on.   “   no, no, i’m glad you did. i mean, it SUCKS, but i’d rather know.  ”     her comment about having to stick together somehow managed to make miles feel a  l i t t l e  better. less alone in all this garbage.    “   well, uh, in that case, i’m miles hollingsworth. your newest fellow... trapped mouse ?  ”    he chuckled slightly at the end, attempting to bring some light into the conversation.

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have you ever said i love you and not meant it?

yes.

meme || accepting !!

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do you have any feelings left for lola?

yes.

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MILES || PETER

Let’s play “yes” or “no.” You ask me questions on anonymous or not, and I can only answer YES or NO.

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MILES || PETER

Character solidifying!

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have? 2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have? 3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? 4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? 5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? 6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? 7. What was the economic status of their family? 8. How does your character feel about religion? 9. What about political beliefs? 10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? 11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? 12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations? 13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? 14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? 15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? 16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? 17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? 18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? 19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? 21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate? 22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner? 23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? 25. What are their hobbies and interests? 26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance? 27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? 28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice? 29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? 30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? 31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? 32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? 33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health?  34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? 35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? 36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? 37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? 38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? 39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? 40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? 41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? 42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? 43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? 44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? 45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? 46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? 47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible? 48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? 49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? 50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?

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meme || accepting !!

someone my muse has a crush on.  “   uh, not really anyone, at the moment. i mean, i have a boyfriend, so…  ”    

LOLA PACINImaybe not so much anymore, but at one stage, not so long ago, there was definitely something between them. sometimes he wonders what might’ve happened if he’d picked lola, but at the end of the day, he’s HAPPIER the way he is.  ((but it’d be a lie to say he wasn’t still a little fond.))

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  “   shit, i just ASKED. you know, that doesn’t mean you have to be a total bitch to a stranger. but don’t worry, i definitely won’t be making THAT mistake again — i’d be surprised if A N Y O N E  bothered with you, honestly.  ”    he muttered the last pat so quietly he wasn’t sure whether she heard it or not. the nasty part of him hoped she did.

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TRISTAN. those words crushed miles completely. if tristan could leave, leave him here... he would. 

knowing that hurt more than ANYTHING. he’d thought tristan loved him enough to stay, he’d thought he’d made sure he wasn’t pressuring tris into staying — that it was something he actually wanted.   “   tris...  ”    he managed to croak out, vaguely aware of the tears threatening to fall from his eyes.   “   you promised me. you said you’d stay here... if you had the choice.  ”    

miles wiped the tears from his eyes before they even had the chance to fall, this wasn’t about him. this was about tris.    “   you KNOW i want you to believe me. but i don’t know what to do to make you. i mean, do you want me to pull some big, grand gesture, or-or what ?  ”    

the  f r u s t r a t i o n  was clear in miles’ voice at this point, volume rising as he spoke.    “   i already asked you to LIVE here with me !! what more do i have to do, tristan, tell me and i will do it.   ”    his tone of voice was pathetic and PLEADING but he couldn’t care less anymore. he just wanted things to be okay.    “   i’ll do anything.  ”    

tristan shook his head. ‘‘miles,’’ his name stung his tongue. ‘‘i’m only here because i have nowhere else to go.’’

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his eyes widened in a mix of shock and amusement. and he’d thought zoë could be a bitch. miles raised both hands in a show of INNOCENCE.    “   alright, alright, sorry. just thought somethin’ might’ve happened, that’s all.  ”    he knew he should’ve stopped while he was ahead   (( the term ahead being used loosely, he’d spoken a total of one sentence to this girl, and yet he was already pretty damn sure you couldn’t get ahead of her. ))   but for some reason, he kept speaking.    “   you, uh, you’re  s u r e  you’re all good, though?  ”