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“What’s a matter? Was that your first pun? I’ll admit, the first one can be a bit scarring.” Her grin was almost to her ears at this point, trying her hardest not to laugh at her own joke. And failing.

’ I think you’ve been deprived of oxygen at birth. ’ - punch-lineyordle (annoys Caiaphas more with yordle)

“Clever. What did they rob you of your step ladder or your sense of direction?”@punch-lineyordle

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Reblog if your muse is a lil shit

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“Ouch! That was a...low blow.” She couldn’t help but grin. “C’mon! Laugh a little, man! Maybe you’re a bit winded from being so high up.”

’ I think you’ve been deprived of oxygen at birth. ’ - punch-lineyordle (annoys Caiaphas more with yordle)

“Clever. What did they rob you of your step ladder or your sense of direction?”@punch-lineyordle

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Character Development Questions: Hard Mode

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?

Does your character remember names or faces easier?

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?

What does your character like in other people?

What does your character dislike in other people?

How quick is your character to trust someone else?

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?

How does your character behave around children?

How does your character normally deal with confrontation?

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?

How does your character behave around people they like?

How does your character behave around people they dislike?

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)?

How does your character treat people in service jobs?

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?

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ooc;; she likes to sleep flat on her back or flat on her stomach.

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She stared at him, confusion written all over her face. “End up in a favorable place? The hell you talkin’ ‘bout?” Maybe he meant like...Bilgewater or something. That place...she heard stories. “If lost is the same thing as exploring then count me as lost!” She said, her confused expression turning into one of a large grin. “I’m just here to explore all of Runeterra, Scarface.”

"Hey Scarface!" Why the yordle had outed him, who knew. Maybe she was interested in his scar, given his name. The young yordle literally bolted from her spot towards Caiaphas, clearly energetic. "Hey! You look like you've been here a while. Kinda new here." - punchline-yordle

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“uh… you talking to me?” He pointed at his face. He knelt down to get a good look at the yordle. “Well well. What’s a yordle doing all the way out here. You lost?” He asked.

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Preferences asks!

Send me a symbol and i’ll tell you my muse’s preference.

🎥 - Favorite genre of movie. 🎧 - Favorite genre of music. 🍔 - Favorite food. 🍸 - Favorite drink. 🐕 - Favorite animal. 🌷 - Favorite flower. ☀ - Favorite weather. 🎨 - Favorite color. ⚽ - Favorite sports. 🎲 - Favorite genre of video games. 👚 - Favorite outfit. 💤 - Sleeping position. 🗨 - Speech manner. 👋 - How they greet someone. 🙋 - How they call other people. 🤓 - Their hobby.

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ooc;; jesus christ there’s so many of you

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If Flames punches a dude in the junk, does that make it a nutcracker?

The yordle couldn’t help but let out a big grin and a snicker to follow. She clearly enjoyed that.

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“Yeah you.” She said, looking up at him until he knelt down to more of her level - which was hard to do. She clearly was not only young but small - a runt of the litter. “I’m exploring, duh. I ain’t lost! I’m just askin’ around for directions...’n stuff. I mean you can’t get lost if you just wanna go wherever right?” She gave him a toothy grin.

"Hey Scarface!" Why the yordle had outed him, who knew. Maybe she was interested in his scar, given his name. The young yordle literally bolted from her spot towards Caiaphas, clearly energetic. "Hey! You look like you've been here a while. Kinda new here." - punchline-yordle

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“uh… you talking to me?” He pointed at his face. He knelt down to get a good look at the yordle. “Well well. What’s a yordle doing all the way out here. You lost?” He asked.

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The young yordle blinked up at her, raising a brow. “When I get lonely, I just find someone to talk to! Like right now! Hey, I’m Flames, by the way. You live around here?” She wasn’t sure why she thought the human was lonely, but somehow she...felt like she did. 

“You seem lonely…” - punchline-yordle

Sam was unaware that someone had approached her, soon turning her attention to the Yordle.

“Oh! No no! I’m ok really…”

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ooc;; aaaaaaah my apologies ;-; I hope to bring this blog back to activity :3 I miss my cutie yordle <3

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Hey, mun! Where are you from? (o3o)

ooc;; Hawaii ouob

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Like a piper calling for children, the young yordle was attracted to the soothing sound of the flute. While not adept in music, the yordle clearly seemed to enjoy calming music. How ironic, given her nature. The yordle came across the front of the the virtuoso’s house. It seemed to come from the back. However, she knew better than to trespass someone’s home. So, naturally, she walked along the edges of his property.

There he was. From the distance she was at, he almost looked like her oldest brother. She sat down on the ground, not wanting to disturb his playing as she closed her eyes and simply listened.

The gray yordle was sitting in his back yard with a good view of the city. He back was straight, his legs were crossed, the small breeze felt nice against his fur as he played his flute.

It’s been a while since he played outside, and been a while since he played the flute. Maxwell always chose the violin for a warmup, but something soothing and something that felt like the outdoors seemed more relaxing.

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Flames did her very best not to squirm; it was definitely the right idea to do a countdown as she expected the anesthesia. She found that the injection wasn’t so bad. However, when she went completely dumb, she wanted to squirm around badly enough where her brother had to hold her still, knowing she was going to crack at any moment.

Numbness, lack of activity, and Flames didn’t mix together well. Still, she didn’t move even when her brother came to hold her down. Perhaps it was seeing him that drove her determination to not move. “Oh thank god!” She said, springing from the table, throwing her hands in the air..and sending her brother backwards. After all, he was still holding her down.

“Thanks, Dr. Acid. I’d like to register my sister as an official patient...this won’t be her last fight she gets into. Which reminds me, absolutely no more fights today. Promise?” Flames frowned, now chewing the inside of her mouth in a feeble attempt to get feeling back into her head. “Proooomise...worrywart.” She whispered the last part under her breath.

“Thanks for the assist with her my friend. Okay, this will sting for a moment then you wont feel a thing for a few hours.” Acid would take his position before giving Olivia a countdown of when he was going to administer it. “Okay, on the count of three, I will give you the anesthesia.” He would ready his sutures in his other hand so she didn’t have to wait for him to take forever during this small fix.

“Alright, One… Two… Three” as soon as he hit the three count, he injected her with a quick acting anesthetic. “Time to start cleaning the wound so it doesn’t heal back infected.” Taking a small cloth and some antiseptic he began to clean the inside of the wound thoroughly. 

“Well looks like your all good for stitching!”  Getting his sutures ready he wasted no time in stitching her up. Tying up the ends to make it complete, shaking his head in surprise of how much she actually didn’t move. “See all this wasn’t so bad. Now you will still be numb for another hour or so. If there is anything you guys want to ask me before you guys go I will be happy to ask.” Acid said before looking at the brother.

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“Oh. That kind of sucks. I don’t want to be sat on.” She waited until he sat back down before attempting to climb down his arm carefully. “I’m exploring! See, I can’t keep to one place for long. I live for adventure!”

He chuckled. “No worry. Sat on before.” He sat down again with a thud. “If want down will wait. Why out here?”