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e·nig·ma (iˈniɡmə/)

noun

a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand.

moon haerim

She’s late (always late) and didn’t have time to wash up. Someone’s staring, as usual.                                                   ❝ Today was a crafts day.  Is there glitter in my teeth?❞  

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❝ Oh, you ordered the salads…? How..how mad would you be if I told you table number five has your salads? But at least it looks like you made a good choice! They’re really enjoying them…I’m sorry! Oh…you want to speak to my manager?❞

                              ❝Biggest apologies about your waitress for today.                               You see, it’s not that she’s stupid, she’s just..                               not the best at her job. Okay, maybe she’s a                               little stupid, but isn’t she gorgeous? Right, right.                               Put all of your written complaints in the box by                               the front door. Please..do come again…❞

     The poor incompetent waitress has a name, and that would be Candy Choi. She likes to call herself a waitress, and she does try really hard, but she just can’t get it right. Besides, she’s got bigger dreams. She’s in college studying criminal justice. She wants to solve murders, but if only she could just solve the mystery of the coffee machine…

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In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?

#[ I'm alive... ] #.playtime

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                                 ↁo not ｐｒｏｖｏｋｅ me;

                    i will ＴＥＡＲ you αpαrт

                                    ——- & make you wish

                                            you were

                                          d̶̶e̶̶a̶̶d̶.

#.inner

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[ SIGHS LOUDLY yikes okay hello hi i’m here and can start posting and writing regularly again ] 

#[.out of bullets] #[ no1cares]

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[ Of course! We can get something going! ]

#The Gatheredxsouls Foundation

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Pretend you're my muse's parents and tell them what you think of their life choices

This can’t possibly backfire.

#[ OH MY GOD PLEASE ]

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❝Well, thanks.❞ Her words are too short, and not genuine enough. It’s not the kind of thank you that’s given to smeone who just saved your life. It’s the kind of thank you given to someone who rudely left the bedroom door open after leaving the room, even if it had been closed before. It’s the thank you that’s given in the most sarcastic of ways, it makes you question if she’s ever been genuine about anything in her life. And no, she has not. Hayley isn’t that kind of person. She’ll lie through her teeth about anything and everything, she’ll spit sarcasm like true feelings. As she looks up at him, her eyes are unblinking. The adrenaline fro her near-death experience has drained, and now she’s sick of listening to him speak. She knows her thanks won’t be well received, so she tries again.  ❝How am I supposed to properly thank you? Suck your dick right here on the sidewalk? Is that what you’d like?❞ Not that she’d do something like that, she just wants to push his buttons. Again, disregarding the fact that he just saved her life.

Now, Kael knows he has a habit of getting pissy over the wrong thing and he knows he certainly takes issue with people trying to boss him about but even someone unapologetically irritable as Kael realises that there are some reactions that just don’t make sense. He takes a moment to hold his breath, resisting the urge to snap back, to tell her precisely where she ought to shove it — and resist he does, surprisingly. This does not mean, however, he is at all bound to react calmly — oh no, peaceful responses are far from being his area. “I don’t care what you saw, I care what I was about to see”, he states, all too bitterly, “You think I want to watch someone get crushed to a fucking bloody pulp, huh?” This isn’t entirely accurate. No, Kael does not want to see anyone get hit by a bus. That’d be a peculiar thing if it were so. The lie in his argument  is simply the fact that he didn’t want to sit back and watch someone get hurt. Isn’t that normal—? “Whatever. The point is that you’re not a bloody pulp and that’s good enough for me.” — that’s one way to express concern, it seems.

#beyondreflection #.converse

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❝Well then take your photo and stop getting into my business. Get away from me.❞ Hayley speaks as she looks out into the lake now. She has to admit, it does like really pretty, even as the water is now tainted by the dead. She doesn’t notice him closer, but she feels his hand on her leg, and it’s enough to set her off. Touch. It’s the one thing that makes her skin burn in the worst way possible. ❝Don’t fucking touch me! I don’t like being touched. And yes, they’re cuts. Now get off of me and get away from me. You want to take a picture? Here.❞ She strikes a pose suddenly, an undesirable one with her middle fingers up, ready to be captured.

No. Did you? I’m just here to take a photo of the lake please. {;a look of concern overcomes his face, walks closer to her to get a look at her leg} Well it’s not good to have cuts out here. You never know what kind of infection you’re gonna get. You should get that fixed. You know what let me get that for you— {;he leaned in closer, reaching for her leg, trying to get a closer look} Tch. Cuts. Right.

#hellonichkhun #replies

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bold any fears that apply to your muse. italicize what makes them uncomfortable (and add your own if they aren’t listed)

the dark | fire | open water (sea/ocean) | (any) deep water | being alone | crowded/enclosed spaces (agoraphobia) | confined spaces (claustrophobia) | change | failure | war | being controlled/lack of free will | prison | blood | drowning | suffocation | public speaking | natural animals (any kind) | supernatural monster/animals | heights | death/dying | intimacy | rejection | abandonment | the unknown | the future | not being good enough | scary stories | talking to new people | poverty | loud noises | being touched  | powerlessness | temptation | betrayal 

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"Watch it!"

( Break the ice; have our muses interact! )

Hayley doesn’t like being told what to do, even ifthe thing to do is not get hit by a bus. Literally. Her headin the clouds, Hayley hadn’t been watching where her feetfell, and she’s stepping off the curb a little too soon. There’sa blare of a horn, and she jumps back just in time to avoidgetting splattered on the pavement. Natural selection. With another 60 years of her life restored, she isn’tthankful. No, she’s angry. Unbelievable. She’s angry atthe man who had shouted her to get out of the way, towatch out. This is really how her brain works. ❝Don’t tellme what to do! I saw it coming.❞ No, she didn’t. ❝I didn’tneed you yelling at me.❞ Thank you. 

#.intrigue #beyondreflection

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"Who are you?"

( Break the ice; have our muses interact! )

Who is Hayley Kim? Hayley Kim is a girl who stumbled down the wrong path. They say it started with abuse athome, then snowballed. Hayley is the girl who sold herselfto men that should have been home with their wives. Hayleyis the girl who then had that body stolen instead of paid for.Hayley is the rape victim. At least, she’ll tell you she’s a rapevictim. You see, Hayley is a liar. Hayley is a killer. All killersneed a motive, right? This is where the cries of rape comeinto play. Hayley’s claimed revenge and self defense asmotives to her madness. I had to shoot him, he tried torape me! I had to kill him, he raped me! Now, Hayley is a girl who’s gotten away with murder. The cries of rape worked,and it landed her simply institutionalized. Then released a yearlater. Fast forward to now. Hayley’s the girl who’s back at it. She’sthe girl who strangled a student in her living room, who chopped up a girl and dumped her parts in the woods. Hayley’s thegirl with a human heart in her freezer. 

Dark eyes flicker a spark of something sick, and she batsmascara-clad lashes. ❝Don’t you know?❞ Her voice is silk, hervoice is honey. ❝My name is Hayley.❞

#tw: rape #rape tw #.intrigue #[ I GOT CARRIED AWAY HELLO ] #xchoikang

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{;he tilt his head to the side as he looked at her with narrow eyes} I just asked one question Miss cranky pants. But since it bothers you that much let me ask you a few more question. {;brings his finger to his chin and raises his eyebrow} Why are you at the lake? Do I look like I fish? What’s that on your leg? Aren’t you even cold——

Hayley tilts her head up to the sky and lets out a long, exaggerated sigh, but lets him fire off his question. At one, she looks down at her leg. It’s covered in something red and sticky, but it doesn’t come from her own body. It comes from what’s at the bottom of the lake now. ❝I cut myself on the thorns back there, but I’m just here to enjoy the water! Why the fuck are you here, huh? If yo’re not fishing,  you must be up to something. Do you do drugs out here? Did you kill someone? And no, I’m not cold. The weather is fucking great.❞

#hellonichkhun #.converse

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"Just kill me!"

( Break the ice; have our muses interact! )

❝Iris, please,❞ is all Hayley has to offer to Iris’ loud outburst.She had stopped listening to the story long ago, zoning inand out as the other woman droned on and on. Nothingsnaps her attention like the mention of death, even if it’sjust figurative. A hand moves into her own back pocketand lands on the knife she carries around everywhere with her.Did I mention she likes to live life..on the edge? Hayleymoves forward slowly, letting the tip of the knife pressagainst Iris’ stomach. The scene could almost be comedic,if it weren’t for Hayley’s track record. ❝Walk into this.❞

#.intrigue #choiris

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"Why are you so angry?"

( Break the ice; have our muses interact! )

❝Stop asking me so many questions!❞ Hayleyis one of thin patience. She doesn’t like manythings, and she doesn’t like conversations thatdrag on for too long. ❝Look here, Eyebrows,❞ well, if the name fits.. ❝I don’t need you here grilling me on the shit I’m doing. Don’t you havefishing to do or something?❞ Ah, this brings them totheir location. The local lake. What is Hayley doingat the lake all alone? The unthinkable, of course. Luckyfor her, Mr. Eyebrows rolled up right as the body hadbegun to sink right out of sight. ❝It’s none of your businesswhat I’m doing here, too. Stop sticking your nose inthings that don’t concern you.❞

#.intrigue #[ IM LAUGHING IM SORRY ] #hellonichkhun

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"How long have you been there?"

( Break the ice; have our muses interact! )

❝Long enough. What the fuck are you doing?❞to say Hayley doesn’t like this woman iss a complete understatement. Hayley deteststhis woman. Why? Hayley doesn’t like people who show her no respect--which is ironicbecause no one gets Hayley’s respect. Soto watch her so closely makes Hayley’s skincrawl. Leave. Go away. Go be a bitch tosomeone else. ❝Leave. I don’t like you.❞

#.intrigue #abscondituxs