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Life: a constellation of vital phenomena—organization, irritability, movement, growth, reproduction, adaptation. - Anthony Marra
VITALPHENOMENA. by lye/@exspiritment. rules&characters. promo credit.
indie multi-muse roleplay account studying grief, healing & recovery, ptsd, individuality, cycles of trauma & abuse, survivor’s guilt, and more.
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Elfgar: Murder is probably very very bad to fuck with and causes ripples of other unforeseen problems despite the immediate benefits of the outcome and the reasoning being absolutely necessary and good Elfgar: Hangs out with murderers
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"Under you, hm?" She sounds distant, distracted. It is as if she is preparing him for something noble, of the upmost importance.
"I don't take orders so well." ALL RISE, the bailiff says, and Mackenzie Knight rolls her eyes.
She guides him by gripping his forearms still, gently maneuvering him into a swinging position.
"Netflix'll run out eventually," she says, lighthearted enough about the greatest source of contention in her otherwise blissful little life. "But Cass works for these real nice floral arrangement-y people, and, you know." It's nothing. She shouldn't have mentioned it. Can he swing the fucking mini golf club already?
She's warm and strong. Her breath and arms satisfy a herd instinct to touch and be touched. He tilts his head to watch her, her hair a bit in his face. "You'd be suited. Long bones. Or you could work on site under me." He lets her move him to the proper position, flexing and unflexing the tiny golf club to line it up with the ball. He does a little wiggle to tell her he's ready to tee up, biting his lip in concentration. "Have you thought what you're gonna do after we last spoke on it?"
"Guess you don't need to. Netflix and that."
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It really has been that simple for her. There has always been Cass, since her mother died. And then when things started happening, when she started waging her war against Idris and god, there was JM, and now there is always Cass and JM. But there are also pretty women in clubbing dresses, men with mustaches, people who stick around until they see the three-pronged coat rack...
"I had no idea you were feeling this way. Or that you could be so insistent." But she's happy about it. Proud of him, even.
Folks. So she's not fussy, just hard work.
It hadn't crossed his mind to ask if she was single. You see a woman chronically unaccompanied and arguing in a big room and you jump to conclusions.
"See them. Just see me too."
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She sighs airily as she steps behind him — playing up that whole breath on his neck thing, hoping she tickles the hairs, prickles the skin — arms wrapped broadly around his torso.
"Oh, we played all sorts've games. Anything involving sticks and leather balls. Mostly we just ran around, got some excellent cardio in. I think in a different world, I'm a professional athlete, and I've got plenty of arm candy." She winks, squeezes his forearm. He is the arm candy. It's him.
"No no. Adjust." Elfgar's played golf before. He just likes to omit minor details about himself for personal gain (her breath on his neck.) "Did you play this in the fields?"
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Not like your dad. Her vaguely amused smile becomes a steep frown. She'd hope she's nothing like her dad. Even if she is, a little bit, she'd hope nobody else could see it. She thinks about how there is a greater good, a greater purpose — thinks about how she just does what she knows, knows is actually right anyways.
"Does calling girls big words usually get them to fancy you back?" She likes the way he talks. It's compelling in a way other people can't be.
"You know I'm seein' folks." She's making this hard on purpose!
"I dunno." Why is this more frustrating than the threat of a stabbing? "Even if you're not good, I'd understand. But you're not bad, Mack. Not like your dad. You're in here, in and out the week, telling these bad stories to strangers when you could've fucked off instead, couldn't you? Lived your life."
"You're ethical and I think that's bloody mad."
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"Lung cancer, just a few years ago. One went, and the other followed, just like that." He shrugs fully, seemingly unaware of his own broadness, of the way people have to duck and shimmy around him.
Joe Levy is one of those people who thinks he can relate to people like Mara. He wouldn't say aloud how confident he is in this fact, but it's pretty damn fucking confident. Still, he feigns humility.
"It's hardly an exciting story. Unless you're really, really one of those morbid folks."
“really?” that’s skepticism she’s slurring, not sympathy. he’s got to earn that much from her, and solidarity among orphans only goes so far. pity party mode: she smears some stickiness against her glass of coke, syrup and condensation stuck to her fingertips. it’s easy to feel bad about herself in a waffle house, someone else may as well feel bad with her. “how’d they die?”
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As soon as she looks away, she regrets it. She's scanning their surroundings for security officers or actual police officers, but all she really wants to do is look at him. The knife falters, then is folded back into her purse.
"That's real vague, isn't it? Good?" Cass and JM would never call her good.
She kept it. She uses it.
"I know. I'm a bit daft. I like you though." He makes a karate chop. "You got good sense and you're good. Good not great though. They'll lock you up waving that about in 'ere."
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Her club is bright red. They look like Christmas (a holiday that she still doesn't know how to feel about).
"I'm alright." She's fucking exceptional at this game for young children and miscreants on mushrooms. And thank god, because she is violently, cruelly competitive.
"Should I adjust your form for you? Real romantic-like and such?"
"Right." He scratches his jaw. Then he picks up his club again with a gravitas. It's short, designed for children and lime green.
"You're good, too."
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It reminds her of home but it also doesn't. This happens frequently — all her earliest, most core memories took place somewhere fascinating and strange. They stick out and stick to her like adhesive. But there is so much more to the world, to life, than her initial experience of it. And so Johnson looks like Idris and he does not look like Idris. Mackenzie thinks of her father often, as Johnson must think of his.
She knows the eyes are important. They reveal a lot. And they're not entirely difficult to gouge. But she also studies his arms, his posture, the movements he telegraphs — or, rather, how little he reveals at all. She watches him turn the knob, and her brain is so used to how things work — how action requires equal and opposite reaction — that at first she doesn't notice the distance between metal and skin. She blinks, but the distance remains.
Mackenzie finds herself only as bewildered as a girl who grew up listening to people speak in tongues can be. She finds that even though there is a god she tried to kill, miracles are not entirely impossible or even particularly dangerous. Some miracles are like flies. She grew quite adept at swatting.
The apartment has been decorated, mostly, by Cassandra. It is modern, not not untidy, whatever that actually means. Plants here and there, well taken care of by J.M. Dishes in the sink, but not too many.
"Did you just command me to enter my own house?" She doesn't sound upset. She is humoring this, because: "You know, whatever you're selling, mister, I've probably already heard it all, and I am de-fin-ite-ly not interested."
Johnson's eyes match the dilation of Mackenzie's, wide and reflective, a fake facsimile of feeling meant to engulf hers. He measures her reaction not by external observation but methodical displacement: he submerges what he assesses of her within the radiant volume of his own condensed self, the density and force of her presumed and subsumed emotion is great; is intrigue; it rises—overflows, excites, stimulates—his own emotional baseline. Captivated and captive. When he notices the garishly pink bottle of pepper spray, his eyes remain tauntingly wide before shrinking into something more attentive when Mackenzie speaks.
Johnson's eyebrows raise high; appraising, then approving of Mackenzie and her cold smile and stare. He concedes, interested in what can follow, but his behavior suggests nothing: his body does not move; he lingers close to her in the shared, half-enclosed space of the front doorway.
Then, Johnson leans over and his arm stretches past Mackenzie once more, his forearm grazing her clothed torso. His will extends—briefly expels out of him—as easy as breathing: the doorknob turns in time with his hand though there is no contact (but in fact, openly, demonstrably, several inches of distance between his hand and the round, brass knob polished by permanent, endless use). The lock clicks, the door opens slowly and weightlessly, directionally confined to its hinges. "Enter, if..." Johnson peers into her apartment, his gaze dragging heavy like a smear over her place's insides: it's small (he notes the three-pronged coat rack in the entrance hallway, the three different sized pairs of shoes left on a small carpet by the front door:) and co-habitated. He recognizes without full comprehension that these two immediate facts irk him. This incomprehension irks him even more. He does nothing to quell the building feeling and lets it leak into his tone (his head pivots to face her, even while leaning he must look down to see her): "...this is home to you."
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"You don't know what you're talking about! This ain't how talking to girls who're holding weapons is supposed to go."
@fakedsciences asked:
SNAP: for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration
"Yes! You! You are the fancy!" She's pointing the knife he gave her back at him. "I fancy you!"
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@natophonetic // elfgar
"Well, I don't care. I think you're doing a real great job, and that's got to count for something, right?
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𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒!
feel free to tweak questions + all emojis r listed in text form bc i can't see some of them aAAaaAA! sorry if any of these questions are too similar i tried to avoid that but .. there's a lot lol! categorized by emoji type.
i wanted to make one because i could not find one on tumblr already that had a ton of questions. this was created by combining ones under the #oc ask game tag + my own contributions. hi charmymemes nation i'm back.
people
👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?
🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?
👻 GHOST - do they believe in ghosts? what are their "ghostly experiences", if any?
💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?
😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?
👊 PUNCH - are they quick to violence?
💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?
👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?
😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?
💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?
food & drinks
🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?
🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?
🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat?
🍟 FRIES - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food?
☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink?
🍓 STRAWBERRY - do they eat their fruit & veg? what is their favourite fruit or vegetable?
🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?
🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?
plants & nature
��� BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?
🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?
🌋 VOLCANO - how bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or a instant explosion?
🌺 HIBISCUS - do they have any allergies?
🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?
🍃 FALLING LEAF - do they enjoy being in nature? what is their favourite outdoor activity?
☀️ SUN - are they a morning person? what is the first thing they do in the morning?
🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?
🌹 ROSE - do they like valentines day? have they been confessed to before? have they confessed to anyone before?
🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?
🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?
🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?
🌱 SEEDLING - what is their most vivid memory from childhood?
🍀 CLOVER - do they believe in luck? are they lucky?
🌏 EARTH - will they give up the world for someone they love? is this decision easy for them?
🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?
activity
⚾ BASEBALL - can they play sports? what is their best position if they play a team sport? what's their strong suit (speed, power etc.)?
🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?
objects
📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?
📖 OPEN BOOK - do they like reading? what's their favourite genre?
🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?
📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?
🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?
✂️ SCISSORS - what is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?
💡 LIGHTBULB - is your oc a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it?
💎 DIAMOND - how rich are they? can they live the lifestyle they want to?
🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?
🍼 BABY BOTTLE - what are their thoughts on children?
🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?
👑 CROWN - what does your oc want to be remembered as? why?
✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?
🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favourite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?
🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song?
🎷 SAXOPHONE - do they play any instruments? are they any good at it?
📚 BOOKS - how were they at school? what is their best subject? what is their worst subject? do they have a favourite subject?
👖 JEANS - what is their go-to outfit?
🎨 PALETTE - can they draw? what do they like to draw?
🎡 FERRIS WHEEL - are they someone who wants to kiss at the top of the ferris wheel?
⏳ HOURGLASS - are they usually late or on-time?
🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?
🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?
📎 PAPERCLIP - a random fact.
📦 PACKAGE - what are some "most likely to..." that can apply to them?
🖍️ CRAYON - what advice would you give to them?
⚙️ GEAR - what are your ocs thoughts on science & art? which do they give more importance to? how much value do they place on each?
🔧 WRENCH - are they good at fixing relationships? or do they tend to avoid doing so?
❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?
📏 RULER - is your oc well educated? where did they get their learning from?
transport
🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?
🚲 BICYCLE - can they ride a bike? what do they remember from learning to ride a bicycle?
weather
🌩️ LIGHTNING - are they scared of lightning?
💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon
❄️ SNOWFLAKE - do people consider them cold? if so, what made them this way?
🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?
🌈 RAINBOW - what advice would they give to their younger self?
🔥 FIRE - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?
☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon
🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is there someone they want to star gaze with?
🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?
☄️ COMET - what do people assume about them? are they right?
hearts
💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?
💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?
💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?
❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?
💙 BLUE HEART - do they miss their s/o easily? how do they act when their s/o isn't around?
💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?
💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?
💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner?
💔 BROKEN HEART - what could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?
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@bluedprints // caleb said: it’s been a long week and I don’t want to think.
"Are you sure you have that luxury anymore?" (Whether he does or not, she fears his mind is made up.)
Maryanne is gentle but imploring, kind but firm. She worries about her mother at home but knows that she worries too much. She will stick out with Caleb whatever this is — for his sake, yes, but mostly for Yesenia's.
"What was wrong with this week, anyways?"
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f*ck with my muse send a number, get a drabble. caution: blood, torture, lots of violence.
1: dangle my muse over the edge of a building
2: break any bone(s) in my muse’s body
3: slap my muse
4: punch my muse
5: drug my muse
6: shoot my muse
7: stab my muse
8: pour salt in my muse’s wound(s)
9: strangle my muse
10: step on my muse’s finger(s)
11: wake my muse with bright lights
12: hold my muse’s head under water
13: burn my muse
14: make my muse listen to loud, high-pitched noises
15: spit in my muse’s face
16: beat my muse to a bloody pulp
17: hit my muse with a vehicle
18: throw an object at my muse
19: follow my muse
20: leave my muse out in the cold
21: withhold food from my muse
22: place a cup of water just out of my muse’s reach
23: trip my muse
24: insult my muse
25: scar my muse
26: frighten my muse
27: grab a fistful of my muse’s hair
28: knee my muse in the gut
29: force my muse to stay awake
30: lock my muse in a room
31: watch my muse collapse and do nothing
32: grip my muse’s wrists
33: hit my muse over the head with a blunt object
34: force my muse to their knees
35: force my muse to their feet
36: bite my muse
37: knock a few of my muse’s teeth loose
38: poke and prod at my muse’s injuries
39: send a disturbing package to my muse
40: poison my muse
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