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jay-avian · 1 year
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(From Silas to Captain Caspian; for the character pen pals writing game)
Dear Captain Caspian,
Can I call you C.C. for short? You may know me as Silas Nicolá, the renowned cowboy demon of the underworld. Small world, isn't it?
Let me cut to the chase: I have always wanted to know what the life of a pirate is like. I never once got the chance to sail the seas with the wind in my voluminous hair and a salty tear in my eye as I mournfully stare off into the sunset at my beloved who bids me safe voyage, tissue in hand.
Do you get to recreate that one Titanic scene whenever you like? Are you Rose or Jack in this scenario? How many people do you have in your crew? Is it fun to sit up in the cockpit? Do pirates really say “arr”? What’s the most exciting adventure you’ve ever been on? Personally, my most thrilling adventure was using my third eye of truth to figure out the truth of the Glitter Shortage!
I have oh so many questions, but have decided to refrain from asking all of them so that you don’t waste your precious paper writing back to me (I know that trees are a scarce commodity while sailing the seas). Thank you for your time, Captain!
Sincerely,
An Aspiring Pirate,
Silas Nicolá
Hello Silas,
Firstly, you may call me Cas for short if you wish. And I believe I have heard a few things of you. It's a pleasure hearing from you. In regards to your questions...
Though, yes, pirate life is often as grand as it first seems, it's a risky business. Running from the law and coveting treasures can be fun, but you can't be reckless. Lives and freedom are at stake, you mustn't squander it. It can be hard work, too. Sailing the seas requires grit and willpower, especially during a fight or a storm. If you lose your cool for a second, you could lose your life to the waves.
On a happier note, yes, we have in fact recreated the entirety of the Titanic play on board. I played the role of Rose, surprisingly. (Lost a bet, but rather enjoyed myself) We have plenty of free time and often act out plays, host "concerts", and re-enact out adventures.
Depending on the size, sailing a galleon usually requires about 200 people to be run efficiently. I have about 236, including myself and my quartermaster. I assume by "cockpit" you mean the crow's nest. And yes, it can be fun for a time. Watching the crew below is fun. The main job, if you're up there, is to watch for other ships or land. So most of the time, not much excitement, though it is nice to get time to yourself every once in a while. And no, pirates don't really say arrr. Depending on where you're from, we say aye instead of yes and nay instead of no.
Now let's see, my most exciting adventure... Difficult to choose at times, but how about I give you the story of how I got the title Pirate King? I'll condense it for now, but am more than happy to tell more. It was a couple months before the Royal Summer Extravaganza, as the king called it, right on the night of the solstice. Originally, I was going to plan a solo heist myself for the crown. I wanted to humiliate Ol King John too. But then I had the bright idea to let others in on the fun. I invited as many other pirate captains as I could to a fair competition. There was about 11 that could make it, so plenty of rivalry.
The rules were simple: no killing the king or each other, first one back to the Crimson Flame with the crown in hand was the winner. The winner would get a 6 month grace period where they couldn't be fired upon first by others. If two people reached the ship at the same time, they would have a fair duel (again no killing). Winner gets the crown. Long story short, I let everyone else do the hard work, swooped in at the best opportunity, and grappled away to safety. Everyone was upset, of course. Even had a few try to kill me then and there. But in the end, it all worked out.
I believe that was all of your questions answered. Feel free to write back any time with some of your own adventures! I'd love to hear more about where your from.
Cordially, Captain Barrack
(The papers are dyed a light red (not from blood, I swear). On the backs of them is a printed flame symbol)
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dizzybizz · 4 months
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"this is regrettably the best kiss of your life, you understand?"
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emile-tb · 3 months
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candyredappledragon · 5 months
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Does Furret participate in Pokémon battles or are they moral support?
both actually! furret is a support pokemon! he has a moveset to help others and- ah sorry i got a "little" into competitive but you know for fun! florian inspired me to make a team that involves with pokemon i love and build it from there. though furret prefers to be my moral support. i grab him, hug him tight and i forget about my loss.
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though some of my pokemon do enjoy the quiet and relaxing life so its a win-win for us! i leave some of them with my grandparents to help them around the house or do activities. i am very grateful for them!
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sidesteppostinghours · 3 months
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super sketchy cyrus kissing with easton from @steelh4ze. smooch your homies, it builds character!
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...and spinal issues.
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aster-draws · 2 hours
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I'm writing. As one does when one is a fanfiction writer. I am writing better halves, my fake dating rom com. And I would just like to ask.
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What happened. To the original plot. Of the movie
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goldensunset · 4 months
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i cannot stand those quirky overly-friendly-to-the-point-of-crossing-boundaries teachers and professors who make you do icebreakers or fun facts about yourself at the beginning of the semester bc their questions are always the exact sort of stuff that you never wanna answer. but they just keep asking bc they think you’re just being shy and cute. ‘what are your hobbies? what kind of music do you like? what’s a topic very personal and important to you?’ MAN i am not subjecting myself to public humiliation like that for being very far removed from the norm nor am i opening up about my deep-seated personal problems. i don’t know you i don’t respect you you are not entitled to anything outside of my graded work. i’m just trying to prevent everybody in the room including you and i from becoming incredibly uncomfortable. just take the hint when i deflect your questions and pretend to be boring
#my sociology professor was asking us all for our current favorite song to add to the class playlist that he plays a bit from every morning#even if i had a single favorite song i wouldn’t tell him#even if he wasn’t gonna play it in front of others i wouldn’t tell him#he was like ‘ahhh what a diverse and fascinating sample of different genres we’ve collected here from your responses!’#three taylor swift songs. some respectable rock and rap stuff. basically it#i am not about to submit my japanese robots singing about the most unhinged and frightening topics known to man#some of us actually got bullied as children and learned to never be honest ever again especially not when we don’t have friends with us#i could explain to him why i like the things i like#but i’m not about to be that vulnerable?? hello???? i already know he wouldn’t understand or care even if he didn’t say anything mean#ok hot take but i actually kinda don’t like the discourse surrounding infodumping#like ‘it’s ok to just talk at me about the things you like! :)’ ok but if i don’t have clear confirmation that you like it too#then it feels like you’re just listening to me out of pity#you could be as nice as possible but if you don’t ask followup questions or express any sort of favorite part or interesting detail#i will feel awful and be like ok never doing that again#maybe that’s just my personal flavor of mental illness#i never got like. told to shut up or anything when talking#but i did get the awkward silence or ‘light-hearted’ mockery#so i figured shutting myself up was for the best#peach rambles
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tabieeee · 5 months
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[STM anon =']
Has Optical ever met other Titans? If yes,then do they get along with each other?
OH. HI. HELLO. excuse me just v surprised to see someone asking about Optical cus I've been very lazy about explaining the Chief Engineer Trio on Tumblr lmao
Yes! They met TSpeak and TTV when they were made. Optical was sent to basically make sure that those guys didn't have any blatant flaws since they worked with a titan before TSpeak when he was v shy was probably spooked by how rude/blunt Opti is, especially 'cus his own chief engineer is very easy-going. They don't mind him, and get awkward if they scare him 'cus they don't know how to not be an ass TTV annoyed the hell out of them because of how cheeky that fucker is. Opti straight up doesn't like him lmao. TTV would probably find it funny to annoy them (and he's right. it is funny)
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ask-suns-pup · 6 months
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When creating your vessel did you think of applying any genetic modifications like better lung capacity, night vision, or something a little more extreme like your own messenger?
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branmuffins22 · 4 months
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Could you write a bit of Small Town Paranormal Investigations for WIP Wednesday please?
Yes I could, thanks for the push!
"Huh," Luz's voice pulled her out of her head, as she too looked around, "Looks like they got rid of the jukebox." And just as she was starting to get her confidence back, a new, confusing, human thing had to rear its head. "The… jukebox?" "Oh, it's like a— actually, I never figured out what you guys call 'em in the Demon Realm." She pulled out her phone, likely to look up a picture, "It's a box full of vinyl records, you stick a snail— er, a quarter— in the slot, then you pick a disc, and it plays it. They're like, classic staples of retro diners, even if most of 'em are just there to sit around and look pretty."
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coollyinterferes · 8 months
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Today, I offer you...
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🌟 he 🌟
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barbietoiles · 6 days
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Swag im getting tumblr ads in french
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cybervom1t · 1 month
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Who do you main in overwatch?
do you know how long i’ve been waiting for this ask? okay okay okay so when i first started playing about a year and a half ago (i never played OW1) i was REALLY into DVA because i thought she was super cute !!! i got about 200ish hours with her??? got sick and tired of not being healed like i felt like i deserved to be healed, so i picked up Baptiste and i’ve got like,,,, 350+ hours with him??? i’m basically a one trick pony BUT i’ve slowly tried learning how to play Kiriko and Moira !!!!! turns out i am a heal main thru and thru i hate playing tank or dps !!!!!
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pocket-prosecutor · 2 years
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A weird sensation overcame Miles suddenly. He could feel his muscles tense in an almost painful manner.
Dad.
He had to go to his father. But before he could step away from the couch, he was overcome with dizziness.
The moment Gregory noticed that something was up with his son, he made his way to the living room to help him. "I'm sure it's nothing severe," he thought to himself, "kids get sick all the time after all. I'll make sure to check his temperature."
But before he could place his hand on his forehead to check for fever, Miles looked up at him with a scared look.
"Dad I- I feel really bad what's-"
Gregory kneeled over to comfort Miles, expecting to see eye to eye with him. Which...he didn't? Did he overestimate how tall his own son was?
Miles's voice broke him out of his short train of thought.
"What's happening? Dad!?"
Gregory stared dumbfounded at the sight in front of him as his own son slowly shrunk down. Miles looked up at him in in terror. Unsure what to do, Gregory picked him up whilst trying to hide his panic from Miles.
He could feel a shaking and still shrinking young Miles in his palms. Gregory started to spiral a bit in that moment. What if this never stops? What is going to happen? Is this normal? None of the books ever mentioned anything about shrinking... And what if-
Gregory was quickly pulled out his own thoughts when he saw that it stopped. They stared at each other, slowly taking in what just happened.
In Gregory's hand now sat a tiny and scared Miles Edgeworth, reduced to barely 5 inches.
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Gregory asks Miles if he's badly hurt anywhere (and immediately lowers his voice when he sees and feels Miles back away at the perceived loudness of it). Miles shakes his head, unable to speak from shock. They both don't know what to do. Gregory barely dares to move his hands, but slowly, whilst warning Miles, puts him on the salon table.
He assures Miles will be alright. But in Gregory's head all sorts of thoughts start spinning around. He would definitely have to call him in sick for school tomorrow. But what then? Would his son just... be tiny forever? Could he never go back to school? What about his future? He felt his thoughts spiraling again.
Gregory takes a deep breath and gathers himself. He makes a makeshift bed for Miles for the night and he will sleep on the couch next to him.
Calming Miles down took several hours. It was painful for him to see his son so upset while he could not do a thing, not even hold him in his arms to comfort him. Besides, he could see Miles give him a scared look now and then. His own son was scared of him.
They both eventually fall asleep. Moments before the sun rises, Miles wakes up from a similar sensation over his body. The dizziness starts again and through his confused state he sees the table he slept on get bigger.
He calls out to Gregory, who wakes up upon hearing Miles's voice. The first thing he sees is his son growing back to his original height. So it wasn't a dream.
Gregory still decides to keep Miles home "sick" from school and tells Miles to spend the day with him in the office. He tries to focus on his work and his clients while keeping an eye on Miles. Everything seems to be fine now? They're both cautiously optimistic.
They eat a bit later than usual that day. Miles helps Gregory with cleaning the table after dinner. But Miles drops his plate in shock, overcome by the same sensation again. He calls out to his father, who immediately assumes the worst. He pulls Miles away from the glass shards and feels him shrink in his arms. He puts him on the dinner table to give him some high ground.
It happened after dinner again. Was it the food? No that doesn't seem right. An Allergy? But he'd never heard of people shrinking from allergens before... Gregory checked his watch. Around the same time as yesterday. Could it be..?
When he looks up at Miles he noticed that he backed further away from him. Of course he was still scared. Gregory assures that surely Miles will grow back again like last night, and that he can sleep with him again tonight to be safe. Miles nods in understanding, but doesn't come closer to Gregory. In fact, he doesn't really want to be close to him until they go to bed.
Miles wakes up at sunrise, feeling his body grow back again. Gregory calls him in sick for another few days. He's quite sure about the pattern but...he feels uneasy about sending Miles to school now.
Miles is a perceptive kid. He asks his dad if this will happen every night now, and if he will actually grow back or just suddenly be tiny forever. His father reassures him that whatever happens, he will make sure that Miles is fine and, most importantly, safe.
It becomes clear to both of them that this is likely to be a pattern. Gregory decides to test their theory the following day. He tells Miles to sit on the dinner table at a certain time, all the while Gregory checks the time on his watch. And it checks out. At around the same time, Miles starts shrinking again. He repeats this for the remainder of the week, concluding that this only happened at night. He almost called it a relief.
Gregory has to send Miles back to school again, despite both being anxious about it. While Miles is out for school, Gregory uses what free time he has to figure out how to make the house more accessible. This feels...kind of bad. Doing so would confirm that Miles's situation might be, well, permanent? Besides, it feels a bit degrading to give his son tiny materials for him to use.
Over the course of a few weeks, Gregory figures out that the times that Miles shrink are in accordance with the sunrise and sunset. Which doesn't exactly make this "condition" any more sensible. Furthermore, it takes Miles several weeks before he is finally able to be in the presence of his father for a longer amount of time. After the initial shock wears off, Miles starts wandering around the house in the evening a bit more.
Miles starts to realize the limitations of his condition. From time to time he needs to rush home after having a playdate. Or sometimes missing out on events for school.
As time passes, they both learn to adapt better. Miles gets less scared of walking around the house, and asks to be picked up to get places more often. Despite that, Miles one day admits that he is still kind of sad that he can never stay over at any of the kids' for too long, or vice versa. Gregory tells him that maybe it's time that he told one of his classmates about this, if he wanted to of course. Miles is very wary of this idea, but he thinks it over now and then. Who of his classmates was really his friend? Who wouldn't laugh at him, or pity him, or think badly of him? He didn't think he had a friend like that in class at all.
That is, until a certain class trial rolls around.
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quartarcade · 5 months
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messymusehub Cid vc: I can rebuild her…or at least give her some jet packs probably
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"Ayo, JET PACKS?! Sign me up, pops!"
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eric-the-bmo · 7 months
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Pov your ghoul is presenting to you his supernatural/government conspiracy theory on why he's missing some of his memories (you're the actual reason he has memory loss)
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