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As of early 2018, Cera is now NO LONGER ACTIVE on this blog. Due to declining activity, she has since been relocated to my multimuse blog, and may now be found at:

@whereverthemusetakesme

Please follow over there if you are still interested in interacting with her! ^^

[notafraidofsharptooth]

As of early 2018, Cera is now NO LONGER ACTIVE on this blog. Due to declining activity, she has since been relocated to my multimuse blog, and may now be found at:

@whereverthemusetakesme

Please follow over there if you are still interested in interacting with her! ^^

[notafraidofsharptooth]

As of early 2018, Cera is now NO LONGER ACTIVE on this blog. Due to declining activity, she has since been relocated to my multimuse blog, and may now be found at:

@whereverthemusetakesme

Please follow over there if you are still interested in interacting with her! ^^

[notafraidofsharptooth]

As of early 2018, Cera is now NO LONGER ACTIVE on this blog. Due to declining activity, she has since been relocated to my multimuse blog, and may now be found at:

@whereverthemusetakesme

Please follow over there if you are still interested in interacting with her! ^^

[notafraidofsharptooth]

As of early 2018, Cera is now NO LONGER ACTIVE on this blog. Due to declining activity, she has since been relocated to my multimuse blog, and may now be found at:

@whereverthemusetakesme

Please follow over there if you are still interested in interacting with her! ^^

[notafraidofsharptooth]

As of early 2018, Cera is now NO LONGER ACTIVE on this blog. Due to declining activity, she has since been relocated to my multimuse blog, and may now be found at:

@whereverthemusetakesme

Please follow over there if you are still interested in interacting with her! ^^

[notafraidofsharptooth]

As of early 2018, Cera is now NO LONGER ACTIVE on this blog. Due to declining activity, she has since been relocated to my multimuse blog, and may now be found at:

@whereverthemusetakesme

Please follow over there if you are still interested in interacting with her! ^^

[notafraidofsharptooth]

“And that is their strength. They do not seek conformity. They do not surrender. Out of their differences comes symmetry, their unique capacity to fight against impossible odds.[…] Their only weakness is that they do not recognise their own greatness. […] They are better than they think, and nobler than they know. They carry within them the capacity to walk amongst the stars like giants.”

Indie multi-muse roleplay blog; established as a trial to take the place of many constantly-neglected sideblogs.

Various muses, Disney and non-Disney characters, with more to come in the future.

Current muses are Angel, Mabel, Cera, Taffyta, Zoey, Vanellope and Vixey.

Mun has seven-plus years rp experience and specialises in multi-para posts.

SFW and multi-verse

A tiny bit selective

sideblog of @everybodysxcute

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My last act of the night before I sleep is to give best dino head pats *pats Cera's head before falling face first onto the ground*

“Yes. I am the best.”

Cera wasn’t entirely sure she appreciated the accompanying head pats, but they weren’t doing any harm; and, since the compliment had won over her ego, she was inclined to allow the other this small thing, at least.

Only to watch them keel over in front of her. For a moment unsure if the other was prostrating themself before her, or had abruptly died, Cera cautiously poked at them with her horned nose.

Only after determining that they were still breathing - apparently asleep - did she step back with some satisfaction. To her mind, that had been an odd occurrence, but she wasn’t going to question it too far.

Still, before leaving the stranger to their sleep, Cera couldn’t resist proudly confirming the statement one last time. It wasn’t often anyone told her it to her face, after all, and she was determined to make the most of this.

“I am the best.”

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Would you rather ask Littlefoot to be with you and get turned down, or turn Littlefoot down after he asked to be with you?

With her?

Cera had a distinct feeling that she understood what the greyface was getting at - and it prompted a reddening of the cheeks and a scowl in the other’s direction before any answer forthcame. Cera would still maintain that she didn’t like Littlefoot in that particular way–

But still, it never ceased to fluster her slightly whenever the matter was addressed.

“What makes you think I’d care? Who says I want to be with him in that way, anyway?”

“So, yes, I’d rather turn him down - because I wouldn’t ask in the first place. Okay?”

There was also at least a small element of ‘rather cause hurt than be hurt’ in her answer too, though Cera would never in a million years admit that much.

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Would you sooner lie to Littlefoot or to your father?

She frowned a little at the question. While, usually, Cera could blurt out the first answer that she thought of, and be fairly confident that it was the right one - at least, from her own point of view - this was one she needed to give some actual thought to.

Even so, the answer wasn’t long in coming.

“My father. You know how it is; he doesn’t understand me being friends with a long-neck, or a flier, or a big-mouth. So, if I have to lie to him sometimes when it’s to do with them, then I have to.”

She wasn’t ashamed of her friends, not by a long shot. Still, sometimes it was simply easier to mislead her father in order to dodge the otherwise-inevitable three-horns don’t mix with other kinds lecture she had grown used to.

Not that she wouldn’t lie to Littlefoot too, necessarily. But in that case, it more amounted to stretching the truth to make herself seem braver than she actually was that actual outright lying.

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So while looking for reference I found this photo of Don Bluth reading a dinosaur book to the characters from Land Before Time…

…which is weird because we’ve had the same book since ever.

Also page 29 details a Brontosaurus getting killed by a predator jumping on her back and ripping up both her back and neck, much like one of the scenes in the movie.

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Is there anyone you'd lie for?

“Littlefoot.”

There isn’t even a moment’s hesitation. Cera’s loyalty and friendship may be incredibly hard to earn; but once gained, it lasts for a lifetime. Littlefoot was her absolute best friend - and as such, Cera would have no qualms at all about lying on his behalf if need be.

“And Ducky, Petrie, Spike, too. Any of the gang, I suppose.”

Then again, since Cera was perfectly willing to bend the truth to serve her own purposes, it wasn’t too great of a stretch to imagine that would apply on behalf of her closest friends, too. Little girl wasn’t above withholding the truth, even from adults, for their sakes.

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Is that cute longneck your friend?

Cute? He wasn’t that cute.

A huff of breath that might just have been prompted by jealousy was released as Cera eyed the other. The idea of someone being interested in Littlefoot in certain ways was always a red flag to Cera, and her suspicions were clearly raised now.

Still, she certainly wasn’t going to be caught denying the fact.

“Yes. Yes, he is,”

There was no concealing at least a little pride in her tone; in spite of the way she would still act towards him at times, Littlefoot was absolutely Cera’s best friend, and she wouldn’t accept anyone even suggesting otherwise.

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The Land Before Time

And they all grew up together in the valley, generation upon generation, each passing on to the next the tale of their ancestors’ journey to the valley long ago. 

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Do you like children?

“I am a children!”

Of course she knew that wasn’t technically said correctly; she’d simply repeated the greyface’s word back at them.

“But if you mean when they’re younger than me… I guess they’re not bad.”

“Let’s be real, though; the ones of them who are impressed by my stories are clearly the best kind of little kids.”

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What would you do if you only had one day to live?

“I…”

She had been about to blurt out the first answer that came into her head; before she had time to voice more than one word, however, Cera paused, her face scrunching into a frown. While she was no stranger to the danger of death, having faced it daily during the trek to the Great Valley, she had never considered knowing in advance when her time would be up.

Frankly, she didn’t like considering the idea now, either.

For what could she answer? If that truly did become the case at some point, all the bragging and boasting in the world wouldn’t save her - and it wouldn’t cause any of her friends to remember her favourably, either.

“I suppose… I’d want to make sure my friends were left with good memories of me. Littlefoot and the others all mean so much to me, and I’d want to spend that last day with them, and with my father. I’d want to do something for them all that… mattered.”

Eyes narrowed after a moment.

“If you say one word of this to any of them, I’ll deny it all.”