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yaydiscord · 4 months

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Legion, have you met The Raven Man, or you may know him as The Guest? An guest who comes at night, to take what we love. The mysterious urban legend of Raven Brooks, Missouri. Stories of him have existed for ages, he feeds off our bad luck, a entity, a demon, comprised of a black goop full of feathers. He took over Raven Brooks, he likes to target those who suffer from lots of trauma, particularly those who suffer from sadness and loss. He is a Dealmaker. An nocturnal stalker. Everhaunting presence at night.

And would you... Fight him, or befriend this demonic beast? And do you think you would win?

Guest Abilities:

Body-Swapping (Through the dolls, The Guest will swap bodies, with the deal-taker, transforming in between his normal form and the person who took the deal).

Leadership (Leads the Forest Protectors, and is their God)

High Intelligence (Highly intelligent dude, he manipulated the minds of others, made deals and leads a cult)

Stealth (As a nocturnal creature, The Guest is able to sneak around the night areas easily.)

Supernatural Physical Characteristics (He's a demon, a entity so.)

Goo Manipulation (As The Guest is comprised of a shapeshifting goo with feathers in it, he can manipulate it and morph)

Dealmaking (The Guest is not human, he is a Dealmaker. Who will make deals to manipulate one's mind, tricking them into thinking he's on their side.)

Smoky Smell Emission (Constantly emits a smoky smell around him)

Creation (Can create items, aside from the Guest and deal-taker dolls)

Transformation (The Guest will transform into the deal-taker, taking over their body and can transform into his form as he pleases)

Hallucination Induction (Induces hallucinations, making someone see things that aren't really there)

Light Manipulation (Can make lights flicker)

Teleportation (The Guest can teleport)

Illusions (Created an imaginary dog and can mix this in with his Hallucination Induction powers.)

Voice Mimicry (With shapeshifting)

Imaginary Creation (Can create fake version of things)

Mind Manipulation (The Guest can make others think different things or that he's on their side)

Doll Manipulation (Dolls of the deal-taker and The Guest himself are manipulated to be part of his body-swapping and goop manipulating powers)

Echolocation (Being a raven like entity, The Guest can use raven like caws and kras to use echolocation).

Sound Manipulation (Can stun victims with his caws)

Shapeshifting (He can morph into different forms, based on who he is communicating with.)

Manipulation (The Guest manipulated a entire scenario, for his own sadistic pleasure and entertainment)

Fear Manipulation (The Guest, when he invades the mind of someone can take the form of their fears)

Doll Creation (Doll-like puppets, one of the deal-taker, one of The Guest himself)

Telepathy (The doll-like puppets link The Guest and the deal-taker, allowing them to communicate with one another)

Bad Luck Manipulation (Through Bad Luck, the Guest can cause more events of bad luck to happen)

Luck Manipulation (Through the devices and coins, the Guest decides on who gets good luck and who gets bad luck)

Coin Manipulation (The Guest can induce bad luck into coins)

Empowerment and Augmentation (Through Bad Luck)

Combat Skills (Fought a detective, or private investigator and a teenage girl, The Guest has also fought a grown man.)

Possession (Can possess people, taking over their body.)

Mind Invasion (The Guest, like you can invade minds. However unlike you, Legion. The Guest preys upon one's fear, taking the form of that fear)

Nightmare/Dream Induction or Manipulation (Many people really believe that The Guest exist, spoiler warning: he does. And some have thought about him a lot. To where they dream or have nightmares about him.)

The Forest Protectors, a cult who wear black hooded cloaks, with curved beaks, hundreds of thousands of feathers attached to their costumes. And gloves. They wear these costumes to represent The Guest, a demon they worship and view as their God, they immortalize and rever him. The cult use luck devices and coins to give themselves good luck, but give others bad luck.

Legion: hmm... The only thing I could say is

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lovemesomesurveys · 4 years

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Disney Animated Theme Asks

Snow White & the Seven Dwarves: Which one of the seven dwarves are your favorite? Dopey and Sleepy. Pinocchio: How often do you lie? Why do you do it? I downplay things more often, but sometimes I lie. It’s generally about how I’m feeling. Dumbo: Have you ever been to the circus before? When I was a kid. I’d never go now. Bambi: Are deer your favorite forest animal? If not, which is? Sure. Cinderella: Have you ever broken your curfew when you were younger? What happened? I never had a curfew, my parents never had to set one. I was a homebody as a teenager, too. I didn’t have much of a social life. I had friends, but we just hung out at school.

Alice in Wonderland: What would you do if you fell down a rabbit hole? I mean, I do in the sense of I get caught up videos or reading stuff online all the time. I go from one thing to another. If I literally fell down a rabbit hole, well, I can’t imagine it’d feel too great. I don’t what I would or could do. Peter Pan: Are you all grown up? In which ways do you still remain child-like? Technically, yes. I’m almost 31 years old. But I don’t exactly feel grown up. I have a lot of growing up to do still. And besides the fact I have bills to pay, I don’t really feel very adult like. But then I always say how I’m so old and feel old in some ways. I don’t know, it’s complicated.

Lady & the Tramp: Have you ever shared a piece of spaghetti with someone before? No. Sleeping Beauty: What’s the longest period of time you’ve ever slept for before? Hmm. When I’m really sick I pretty much sleep all day. I mean, I get up at times to try and eat and drink, take my medicine, and use the restroom, but most of the day is spent just sleeping. There were also times when I wasn’t sick that I slept for like 12 hours or so. Then there’s the times after I’ve had surgery where I sleep full days away. 101 Dalmatians: Do you like Dalmatians? Which breed of dogs do you prefer, if any? Dalmatians are beautiful dogs. My favorite breeds are Labs and German Shepherds. Those are the dogs I’ve had and I just love them. The Sword in the Stone: Have you ever tried your hand at jousting before? Nope. The Jungle Book: Have you ever wanted to visit a jungle before? No. The Aristocats: What is your favorite type of cat breed? Black cats are cool. Robin Hood: Who is your trusty sidekick? My doggo. The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh: Who is your favorite character from Winnie-the-Pooh? That silly, willy, nilly ol’ bear. The Rescuers: Have you ever been rescued before? From what? Well, when my accident happened I certainly was. The Fox and the Hound: Do you prefer foxes or hounds? Why? Hounds. I just love doggos. The Black Cauldron: Have you ever wanted to become a knight? No. The Great Mouse Detective: Have you ever wanted to become a detective before? I loved books like Nancy Drew as a kid and I love reading murder mysteries now and trying to figure out what’s going on, as well as with mystery shows and movies. I wouldn’t want to actually be a detective, though. Oliver & Company: Have you ever seen a lost kitten before? What did you do? I’ve seen many stray cats.

The Little Mermaid: Do you enjoy swimming? No. Beauty and the Beast: Have you ever fallen for someone unattractive before? The guys I’ve liked were all attractive to me. Aladdin: If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be? An end to this virus and pandemic, good health (mentally and physically), and money. The Nightmare Before Christmas: Do you prefer Halloween or Christmas more? I love Christmastime, but I really get into ~spooky~ season as well. The Lion King: Have you ever been tricked before? Yes. A Goofy Movie: What’s the most outlandish thing that you’ve ever promised a crush before? I don’t think I’ve promised a crush anything outlandish. I don’t know if I’ve promised one anything. Pocahontas: Have you ever been in a relationship with someone who was in the army? No. Toy Story: What did your parents do with your toys once you got to be too old for them? Do you still have any toys from your childhood? We gave a lot away, but I still have my Barbies and some other things. The Hunchback of Notre Dame: How have you established your own independence? I don’t really feel like I have... Hercules: Has there ever been a scenario in which you were a hero to someone? I’m no hero. Mulan: Have you ever fought in a war or know someone that has? I’ve known some people, yes. A Bug’s Life: What’s your favorite bug/insect, and why? Ew, NONE. Tarzan: What is something you’ve discovered about yourself? Nothing good... Atlantis: The Lost Empire: Where would you like to go exploring? I want to travel all over. Monsters Inc: Have you ever scared children before? What did you do? Aww, no, I wouldn’t do that. Lilo & Stitch: Have you ever had an unusual pet before? What was it? Nope. Treasure Planet: If you could create a planet, what would you name it, and what would life be like there? Uhh. I have no idea. Finding Nemo: Have you ever visited Australia before? Would you want to? Why or why not? No, but I’d love to. Sounds and looks like a cool place to visit. Brother Bear: Have you ever gone hunting before? For what? No.

Teacher’s Pet: Have you ever wanted to be something you’re not? A functioning, happy, successful adult. Home on the Range: Have you ever been to a farm or lived on a farm before? I’ve been to one, yes. The Incredibles: What would you like your superpower to be? Teleportation. Valiant: Have you ever been delivered a message via a homing pigeon? Uh, no. Chicken Little: Have you ever had your reputation ruined? By whom? I’ve ruined my own the past few years because of the shitty person I’ve been. The Wild: Have you ever been to Africa before? Would you like to go? I’d love to see Giraffe Manor. Cars: Have you ever watched races before? My dad loves Nascar, but I never could get into it. I just find it very boring. Meet the Robinsons: What would you do/where would you go if you had a time machine? I’d love to go back to my childhood. Ratatouille: Have you ever wanted to be a chef before? What would be your signature dish? Ha, no. I’m no cook. Although, I think I make a pretty good bowl of ramen. haha. Wall-E: If you were able to build a robot, what would you want it to be able to do for you? Get me coffee and food. Bolt: Have you ever gone cross-country? To where? I’ve flown to Georgia from California, which are opposite sides of the country. Up: What is one place that you’ve always wanted to go to that you haven’t had the opportunity to yet? A lot of places in the US and other countries. The Princess & the Frog: How many frogs did you need to kiss in order to find your current prince/princess? I haven’t found him, yet. Tangled: Have you ever spent your entire life somewhere, feeling as though you were unable to escape? Yes. I feel that way in life, in my mind, and in this city. My family and I have wanted to move for several years, but we haven’t been able to. Mars Needs Moms: What would you do if you ever came face-to-face with a Martian? Uh, I’d be terrified to say the least. Arjun: The Warrior Prince: Do you have any experience with archery? Are you any good at it? Nope. Brave: Would you consider yourself to be a brave person? Why or why not? No. I’m weak and scared. Frankenweenie: Have you ever had to deal with the loss of a pet? Yes, a couple times. Wreck-It Ralph: What is your favorite video game? Have you beat it? I love Mario Bro games, many of which I’ve beat. I’ve also been enjoying Animal Crossing: New Horizons. I don’t think it’s the type of game you beat. Planes: Have you ever been in an airplane before? Where did you go? Yeah, a few times. To Georgia and back and to LA and back. Frozen: Do you prefer the ice and snow to other weather elements? Yes, and rain. I love cold weather. I despise summer. Big Hero 6: Do you have anyone in your life who is your hero? Who is someone that you look up to? My mom. Inside Out: Which emotion do you experience most frequently? Sadness, moodiness, irritability. The Good Dinosaur: What is your favorite type of dinosaur? I don’t have one. Zootopia: What is your favorite zoo animal? Giraffes. Moana: Do you ever feel as though you’ve been cursed? I don’t believe in curses. Coco: What instrument would you like to learn how to play? I wish I kept up with piano and took it more seriously back when I played. It’s been over 10 years since the last time I played. :( Onward: If you could bring one person back to life and spend the day with them, who would it be? If nothing weird happened and they’d be the same person they were before in terms of personality and such and she wasn’t sick or in pain like she was, then I’d love to spend a day with my grandma again. It’s been almost 15 years since she’s passed, SO much has happened. She and I were very close, I’d love to be able to talk with her again about things. I’d love to hear her stories again and her jokes. She had the best sense of humor. I’d love to just hear her voice and her laugh again. [a-zebra-is-a-striped-horse]

#personal #text #survey #surveys #disney

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keelywolfe · 5 years

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FIC: A Bit of a Stretch

Summary: Edge has a few questions for Stretch after his de-aging incident. Stretch has a few questions of his own. Answers are the only thing that seem to be in short supply.

Tags: Pre-Spicyhoney, Pre-Relationship, De-Aged, Possible Implied Past Child Abuse (nothing explicitly shown), Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Notes: This is a direct sequel to ‘Keeping Elastic’.

Apparently I like to write de-aged fic when I am hungover. I’m rolling with it.

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i need to talk to u. w/out my bro

Edge looked at the text with a frown, reluctantly curious. It had been nearly a week since Stretch’s childish little incident, and he hadn’t seen him since Undyne had returned to take him away. Presumably she hadn’t had any difficulties returning him to his normal state or not that Edge heard from his brother.

So why did Stretch want to speak to him now?

Only one way to find out. Edge replied to the text, Come to Underfell.

In less than a minute, there was a pop of teleportation and Stretch was in his living room, looking, well, exactly as he was supposed to. In an oversized orange hoodie, his hands tucked into the pocket, overtop track pants and untied sneakers with the laces damp from dragging in the snow. What wasn’t normal was his tight expression and before he could speak, Edge held up a hand.

“Not here. Follow me.”

Almost, Stretch protested, his teeth parting. He seemed to rethink it and shrugged, following after Edge as he led them outside. The walk through Snowdin was brief and Stretch didn’t flinch, but Edge saw him twitch occasionally. He understood; it was strange to see mirror images of Monster you knew, ghosts of what someone could be.

He led Stretch out of town, past the bridge and to where the first of the traps were. Or last, depending on the direction of the travel. Edge pointed out a tree on the other side where a red light attached to the trunk was flashing. “Shortcut us over there.”

“you hate shortcutting.” It was the first thing Stretch said since he arrived and he sounded normal enough, that faint, sardonic note in his smoke-husky voice.

“I do but it’ll take us past the trap without me having to recalibrate it.” A moment of queasiness was worth sparing an hour of effort.

His vision blurred and when it cleared, they were on the other side. It was slightly smoother than one of his brother’s shortcuts and Edge wondered sourly if Stretch was better at it or if Red was simply an asshole. Either option was possible. In any case, he only had to lean against the tree for a moment, waiting for his queasiness to ease before they walked on. Not far away was a sentry post and Edge wrinkled his nose at the smell of burnt dog biscuits, making a note to discuss the issue with Doggo before his next shift.

When Stretch saw they were stopping, he ignored the chair and instead hopped up on the counter, long legs dangling. “why do you want to talk all the way out here? if you didn’t want to chat in the house, why not waterfall or something?”

“Waterfall is out of my territory and you wanted somewhere away from your brother,” Edge preferred to remain standing, crossing his arms over his chest and regarding his alternate evenly. “Sans…Red is the only person who does sentry duty in multiple areas because he can shortcut. He’s in Hotland right now so we are alone.”

And Doggo’s post was one of the few places Red hadn’t been able to place his listening devices. The other sentry was far too attuned to any unusual noises and was quick to find them. It was the closest Edge could come to a guarantee that Red wouldn’t be listening in, but there was no need to tell Stretch that. “Now, you wanted to talk.”

Instead of answering, Stretch lit a cigarette and normally Edge would snarl about him fouling the air around them. Today, he would grudgingly admit Stretch looked like he needed it. There was a faint, visible tremor in his hands and his eye lights darted around, almost hunted. Perhaps that could be chalked up to simply being in Underfell, but Edge didn’t think so.

He waited, clinging to patience while Stretch smoked until he finally threw down the butt and let it wink out in the snow.

“what happened when i was little?” Stretch asked abruptly. “blue won’t talk to me about it. he doesn’t not talk to me, okay, he tells me everything, but this he’s talking around and i don’t like that.” He fidgeted with his lighter, flicking it and letting the flame waver a moment before snapping it closed. “what he did say was you were there for a while and you helped out. so what gives? why is my bro so upset that i spent a few hours at knee high?”

Edge studied him. It seemed Blue wasn’t interested in solving the mystery of his brother’s past, whether in an attempt to protect him or to simply forget the entire incident, Edge wasn’t sure. But Edge saw no reason to hide from truths, even painful ones.

“Whenever you saw him, you cried,” Edge told him flatly. “It helped a little when he changed his clothes, but you still refused to let him hold you. you spent most of the day with me until Undyne returned for you.”

He’d actually spent a better part of it sitting on Edge’s lap on the floor, happily banging together pots and pans, and stacking measuring cups, but Edge saw no reason to bring that up. Blue had been deemed reluctantly acceptable when he was no longer in his uniform, but it seemed little Rus was unwilling to forgive him for having worn it before. Edge suspected it was a very good thing he’d changed before coming to Underswap or the child might well have spent the entire day behind the sofa.

To his surprise, Stretch went oddly pale, the color his magic lent to his bones fading, leaving him bone-white, and his eye lights shrank to pin pricks. He looked away, letting out a weak laugh.

“is that all?” He fumbled out another cigarette and lit it, exhaling with, “guess i'd be upset if kids cried whenever they saw my face, too.”

“I'm sure you would, but it wasn't kids, it was his brother,” Edge said slowly. “Why is that? Why would you be upset at seeing your brother?”

“beats me.” It sounded like a lie, thin and wrong. Stretch shrugged and it was somehow nervous, uncomfortable. “i don't remember much when i was little like that. hell, i don’t really remember much before i was a teenager. blue was barely out of diapers, so to speak, it's not like i knew him when i was a kid.”

“Someone who looked like him, then,” Edge pressed relentlessly.

“i...don't know,” Stretch said falteringly, “how would i know? it’s not like i remember being little either time, how would i…i don’t…”

He was shaking, his gaze wide and oddly vacant, and his cigarette fell from his limp fingers, hissing out in the snow. He looked as if he was close to fainting, all from a few simple questions.

"Put your head down," Edge told him brusquely. He moved to stand in front of him, forcing him to lean over when he didn't move.

"i don't remember," Stretch whispered, almost inaudibly, "i…i don't…"

"Easy, you're all right," Edge told him softly, the same as he had when he'd been small enough to cradle in his arms. He made the attempt now, warily sliding an arm around him, and was forced to catch him when Stretch collapsed against him, almost sliding from his perch.

Comforting him as a child had been almost a reflex, all too easy, and Edge found it was much same as an adult. The difference was Stretch didn’t cry. He trembled in Edge’s arms, the entirety of his surprisingly light weight leaning against him.

He was mumbling beneath his breath almost too quietly to hear, and Edge strained to catch the words.

There was little enough to hear, nothing more than the same words, over and over. “he’s gone, he’s gone.”

“He’s gone,” Edge agreed softly, although he had no clue who ‘he’ was. A wracking shudder went through him and abruptly Edge was reminded of being awoken by one of his brother’s rare nightmares. If they were rare. Red would never have allowed this sort of comfort, but somehow, it was easy enough to offer to Stretch, with his layer of sarcasm peeled away, leaving this frail vulnerability behind. Edge shifted, pulling him in close enough to rub his back, murmuring against his auditory canal, “He’s gone, you’re safe.”

It seemed to help. Slowly, the shivering eased. It took longer for Stretch to pull away, scrubbing against his face with a sleeve as though to clean away tears he hadn’t shed.

“sorry,” he said stiffly. “i…sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize,” Edge told him, softly. There were more mysteries now than he’d started with and it was unlikely he’d be getting answers to them. Already he could see the walls falling back into place, the brief vulnerability he’d never suspected existed being tucked back away. The biggest mystery being left behind was ‘who’.

Whoever they were, they were someone a child was desperately afraid of, enough so that trying to remember him as an adult was nearly enough to cause a panic attack. One that had brought a too-quiet, frightened child to…well. To Stretch. He remembered that tiny baby bones, his sweet laughter as he played…his teary fear whenever his brother came too close…

Gone, Stretch had said, and that was a good thing or Edge might well have more LV for the others to disapprove of.

“i’m just…thanks, then, i guess,” Stretch laughed uncomfortably. Sitting on the ledge as he was, he couldn’t really withdraw from Edge, and though he shifted as if he wanted to, Edge didn’t remove his steadying hands. Not yet. “not sure where all that shit came from, but thanks for not ditching me to knock my skull against a tree.”

That sent a sharp throb through his soul. He’d meant it as a joke, Edge knew, but there was no humor in him when he quietly told Stretch, “I would never leave you alone like that.”

He wilted, whatever pride he’d been shoring himself up with was failing, and the way he leaned into Edge’s hands seemed somehow reluctant and yearning. That vulnerability, not yet hidden away, was soft in his voice as he said, “why do you even care?”

“Despite what you seem to think, I’m not soulless.”

Stretch huffed softly and his breath was harsh with cigarettes, sweet with magic. “i don’t think you’re soulless.”

“No, only that I replaced it with a chunk of coal.”

“you said it, not me.”

He’d never seen Stretch smile like that or if he had, it certainly hadn’t been directed at him. Stretch was an irritant, smirking and smoking and…his smiles weren’t supposed to be soft and sweet, for once not mocking but instead almost inviting him to share the joke and—

“We should get back,” Edge said brusquely, finally stepping back, and he ignored the sharp, internal twinge when that smile faded.

“yeah, i should get home.” Stretch stumbled as he hopped down, tripping over one of those stupidly untied laces and it was a reflex to steady him, pulling him back up. It left him with his face inches from Edge’s, his sockets wide. He took a step back and Edge let him, his hands reluctantly letting go. “um, yeah, i really have to go.”

He vanished without another word, teleporting away and leaving Edge standing with his own confusion in the snow.

Only to realize that Stretch had left him on the other side of the traps. An hour ago, that would have irritated him, but now Edge was almost grateful.

It would take hours for him to make his way back home and that was fine. He could use something to do.

-fin

#spicyhoney #papcest #keelywolfe #underfell #underswap #underfell papyrus #underswap papyrus

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f0x-meets-w0lf · 7 years

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your faves are problematic: the vancouver crew edition

ryang

regularly beatboxes ‘drop it like it’s hot’ by snoop dogg in its entirety even though he would be perfectly capable at doing other songs

got a job at the local ice cream shop just to be able to ‘sample’ every single flavor every single day but somehow hasn’t gained any weight

still counts on his fingers for simple everyday math problems

owns more pairs of shoes than most people do t-shirts and has an entire cubby shelf storage system in his closet for them

is naturally talented at cooking but is usually too lazy to actually make the effort and mostly depends on top ramen and dried fruit from trader joe’s for his nutrition

lee-squared

has eaten a whole pizza by himself on more than one occasion, and not just cheese, either - he prefers either loaded supreme or meat-lovers

kills every plant he has ever attempted to own, including several different species of succulents and cacti

quotes and references outdated memes that only he remembers

couldn’t decide which teenage mutant ninja turtle to name his pet tortoise after so he combined them all and named it leoraphdonangelo (which cheng2 thinks sounds like a species of dinosaur)

won the spelling bee five years in a row in middle school and has impeccable grammar yet types his text messages and blog posts like a shitty dumb frat boy on tindr looking for a hookup

sicksteve

inherited a huge collection of vinyl records from his older brother and owns a record player but primarily listens to spotify through his awful laptop speakers

buys his hard-to-find specialized hair products online even though the shipping costs are ridiculous

refuses to get snapchat because it’s ‘stupid and pointless’ but often sabotages cheng2′s dog filter and flower crown selfies

has perfect eyesight but wears glasses anyway purely for the aesthetic

took up guitar in seventh grade and is a natural, learned classical and jazz techniques but insists on playing mainly post-punk acoustic jams (with whiny vocals happily provided by lee-squared)

koh

only ever joined the aglionby soccer team because he thought the goalie was cute (and just happened to actually be pretty okay at soccer)

still wears heelie sneakers out in public

is afraid of piranhas to the point of having nightmares about them even though he has never been in any waters where they are naturally found

exclusively drinks super fruity cocktails (mainly tequila sunrises and malibu bay breezes) even though they give him terrible hangovers; often vows to ‘never drink again’ but never holds to it

plans and budgets entire trips to europe and asia almost monthly but closes every tab without actually buying any tickets or booking hotels because he hates flying and is waiting for teleportation to be invented

henry broadway/cheng2

prefers eggo waffles over ryang’s homemade belgian waffles and eats them straight out of the box (still frozen). also does this with frozen blueberries and then complains when he gets brain freeze

regularly gets too stoned to do his homework and has to copy off of henry cheng’s in the mornings before class

has read the whole harry potter book series seven times and has watched all of the films even more than that and still cries every time dumbledore dies

names 99.9% of his possessions even though he usually forgets what he names them and then has to rename them

has spent a shocking amount of time on his playstation4 building an incredibly accurate minecraft replica of the litchfield house

rutherford

is very academically gifted but puts in minimal effort whenever he can and often scrolls through reddit instead of paying attention in class

joined the aglionby lacrosse team on a dare from ryang even though he’d never played lacrosse in his entire life (he was terrible)

learned american sign language with his younger brother just so the two of them could complain about their parents’ strict rules without their parents knowing

has seen every true crime documentary on netflix at least once

can’t tolerate spicy food at all. at ALL. he thinks uncooked and unseasoned green bell peppers are spicy

#vancouver crew #vancouver crowd #these dumbs #ideas #i think they do a lot of silly shit lmfao #like i mean they get drunk/high and have toga parties #so #i'm sure they're full of nonsense like this lmao

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dreamingofangelicflight · 7 years

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C, N, Z (angelic ask meme 2.0)? (my memory isn't super great so sorry if you've been asked similar questions before!)

AWWW YAY thank you! :D I don’t think I’ve answered those before except for Z. :3 I checked. :D Btw THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for asking!!!

I am struggling to link the original answer post on here, so I’ll just repost for Z. :) Sound good? :D

C - What is something you want to know or remember, but don’t?

Oh gee, WHERE do I start?

I mean I have a ton of things I want to remember to write my books better, and with every new thing I gain, I have many more questions that pop up and need to be answered with more memories every time. Goddamnit.

… I guess the things I MOST want to remember, consistently… is exactly what my childhood family home looked like. Exactly what flying is like. What walking around and living there and just being there is like. Exactly what reading those “books” and seeing the artwork, seeing the dancing and doing the dancing is like. Exactly how my family really look and sound, smell and feel like. Using magic, seeing auras, teleporting, using telekinesis, casting spells, shapeshifting… I mean I have enough of a taste of those to get the idea (especially when I do it in my dreams), but it’s not quite like the actual full experience. And I miss that.

I want to know all the words to the songs, how to sing it, what it sounds like, and what it means. I want to know the most popular stories and legends, myths and tales. I want to remember what it’s like to make a book myself, to read it, what the movies and games are like, the bars and restaurants, and getting around. What exactly my home town looked like, from the inside out.

I have a bunch of fragments, faint impressions, vague ideas, and a bunch of scattered little snippets. Nothing very… deep or intense or tangible or concrete beyond as much of an understanding as my human brain can manage.

I suppose the biggest thing.. is I want to know my home world inside and out again, like I used to before I came into this physical lifetime. :(

N - Your favorite memory

Aww thank you! I answered my worst memory question before, but now I’m glad to get a chance to ramble about my favorite memory! :D

Gee which one? I have a ton of happy memories I love.

I love my earliest memory of being a little winged kit and being fed (by bottle or something like it) by my eldest brother Denalis. I didn’t have the sight, or much of sound, but I had smell, taste, and touch then. I was an infant and still small, and I remember the smell of his hands - a campfire smoke, due to what kinds of magics he needed to do to complete his unpleasant jobs. (Don’t ask!) Funnily enough, even if the reason was gruesome, the association in my mind is so strong of “Awesome Protective Big Brother, I’m Safe Now” that I instantly calm down when he puts his hand next to my face and it smells like that.

I have a bunch of scattered little memories of me growing up with my twinnie, Azzy (who’s here with me in this life too!

I remember having my head on Dad’s chest when we were both lying down in the grassy field and my other brothers were playing the angel equivalent to football/soccer. Mom was talking to Dad I think, and he was laughing. I still remember how it felt to have my head on his chest and bouncing a bit from his laughs, the feel of his ever-present green and silver robes, the warmth of his soft, calloused, knobby-jointed hands. The sound of his chuckle. Just…love.

I remember how it feels to have Mom tuck me in to sleep, arranging the blankets just so while I’m on the borderland of awake and dreaming. How she’d gently move my wing and arm so I’d be lying on my side more comfortably, how she’d smooth the blanket and the bits of feathers poking out, and would stroke my hair out of my face. How her hands were so warm, gentle, and graceful and smooth.

I also remember my husband.

Yeah I have a ton of awesome memories.

(Repost of my answer for Z below)

Z - What do you embody or represent, and how do you feel humans in general are handling/treating it?

Let’s see… when I was an archangel, I was the Archangel of Inspiration, Imagination, and Creativity. :)

I had to drop that job because my other higher-level job was taking up too much time and focus for me, so I handed it off to someone else to take care of the prayers from the inhabitants of different worlds wanting help with those things.

I feel humans in general are… very stymied and stuck. I have to look up what other books have done in order to write books myself in this lifetime and I keep coming into the same old tired tropes, done extremely bigotedly and abusively without regard to how many groups it negatively affects. I keep seeing the same old love of DRAMAAAAAAAA over actual realistic conflict like what you’d find in actual lives.

I keep hitting my head against the wall whenever a book with good promise and some great ideas… turn onto the SAME. OLD. ROAD. and butcher any characterization in the process because EVERYBODY and their dog has done this same old thing, and it’s not just boring but incredibly disheartening and sad seeing such promise …. forgotten.

I think the emphasis on quantity over quality is really biting creativity and media over all in the ass. Yeah sure do it many times to get good at working on it and practicing it. But if you just do the same old thing many, many times… you practice nothing but the same old thing and find it incredibly difficult to branch out and try something new.

I have novels worth of rants and venting about all sorts of areas in the writing industry, media, publishing, etc. But to sum it all up, I think humans direly need the extra help to really get out of their comfort zone and consider maybe some other ways of writing a story, figuring out a plot, and giving actual subtle nuanced conflict over melodrama more than a half-heated try.

In short: I’m very disappointed, and alternate between horrified, weirded out, shocked, sad, enraged, and rather morose depending on what I just came across and saw for the ten thousandth time with all its problematic baggage attached to it.

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