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ooc: hello there!! sorry for my inactivity, this is the first year of my 2 year teaching practicum so i have been really swamped with classes and observations and what not. i will try to get into things as much as i can but no promises for a while... at least not until i get a break 

if you want to thread with me message me and also yall can find me on twitter @ puppieccino id love to meet some of you 

thank you for the understanding!

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abdicet‌:

The emotions played across Kallen’s face as plain as day, and Euphie could barely keep eye contact. Remembering the SAZ, having nightmares about it– That was one thing. Lelouch and Suzaku had told her the truth as gently as they could, and assured her that nothing was her fault.

But Kallen didn’t know this. Kallen sees her as a cold blooded murderer. Even if it wasn’t her fault, that fact would never change. She still caused the death of thousands, after promising a safe haven to live as they pleased. A knot forms in her chest, and when she’s finally told to speak, she takes in as deep a breath as possible.

“I promise I will do my best to explain the situation.” She raises her gaze back to to the other’s. “It is somewhat complicated, and as such there is something I must know before I continue.”

“Are you aware of the power called Geass?” 

Geass... she’d heard of it before, when the Black Knights had turned against Lelouch... The power to twist people’s wills. The power that had allowed Lelouch to rise to where he had. The power to change the world, to change history. 

“I know of Geass,” she said. Kallen didn’t like being reminded of that time, that awful stage of unknowing, of not trusting anything she thought or felt. No one had ever really known how far he had taken that power, and who he had used it on, at least not entirely. It was plenty enough that he had used it to change the tide of war. Perhaps if not for Geass, she really would have died in the Shinjuku ghetto. But so many would also still be alive, aside from her, if it weren’t for that power. “What of it?” 

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* drabble checklist

send a word for a drabble! feel free to specify which muse does what.

catch: your muse discovers mine doing something they shouldn’t

note: my muse leaves a note for yours

bed: your muse tucks mine in

console: my muse comforts yours

embrace: my muse hugs yours

rocky: your muse finds mine bruised and bloody

jacket: your muse bundles mine up before they go outside

dial: my muse calls yours

heart: my muse says i love you

why: my muse shows how much they care, without words!

hush: your muse calms mine down (from lashing out, crying, etc.)

pain: your muse looks after mine when they have a headache

clock: my muse is late (home, work, etc.)

soup: your muse cares for my ill muse  

shield: my muse shields yours with their body

laugh: my muse laughs at a joke, funny story, etc.

cape: my muse saves yours

scar: your muse touches one of mine’s scars

guilt: my muse apologizes

fright night: my muse has a nightmare

diner: our muses eat at a 24 hour diner

half: our muses share something (snack, blanket, etc.)

book: our muses read a story 

twinkle: our muses go stargazing

fight club: our muses argue

popcorn: our muses watch a movie

song: our muses listen to music

roam: our muses get lost

classy: our muses go to a formal event 

candy: a fluffy moment 

thunder: an angry moment

boo: a spooky moment

whoopee: a celebratory moment

onion: a sad moment

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virtuesyukimura‌:

Japanese medicine wasn’t that great either. Especially if the divine had nothing to do with it. Perhaps there would have been a longer lasting peace, if Hideyoshi-sama first child had not died. If he had not died so disgracefully. So many what ifs. And there was little else he could wonder about because that is life. 

 “My youth, was filled by being a hostage of the warring periods. In general, it was not a life without lack of anything. But we were hostages never the less until my clan , the Sanada first lord had died. Then it entered into a era -”

Where admittedly, his father could have prevented if he had stuck with one side. 

 He goes on a monologue up to Tokugawa period. Possibly lasting hours. Because its something he wanted to talk of. For a long, long time.  

She starts off interested. She really does. But his monologue does last long, and she’s sipped her tea until it is empty, and with the steady rain she’s gotten sleepy...

It’s like a story, hearing about this history. In a way, it is nice to hear about when her Japan was powerful. But it also leaves a bad feeling in her stomach, because it is no longer like that, and it is so broken a country now, and she wonders if, in her world, Japan will ever rise again; if they can ever overcome all that has happened. 

She stifles a yawn. 

“It seems Japan has always been wracked with wars,” she says. “There was always war in my time, too.” She wonders how similar they are, these two Japans. And if she can somehow, in her mind, reconcile the two. 

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hello friends! i will attempt to get replies out this weekend. sorry for the wait!

ooc: hello! i am starting school up again tomorrow, and while i think the first week will be easy and i’ll be able to get out replies, i thought i’d put out a lil warning just to make sure! i’ll be focusing on event threads first until the event ends, and then i’ll get to my replies for ongoing non-event threads. good luck everyone returning to school! 

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* headcanon free-for-all

♥ is there an article of clothing that means the most to your muse?

❀ what does your muse’s daily routine look like?

◎ does your muse plan for the long-term or short-term?

◆ what is one secret your muse has?   

 ϟ who means the most to your muse? why?

☛ what is your muse’s biggest regret?

❥ is your muse cool?

✯ which three traits define your muse?

♕ would your muse hug a monster?

❣ is your muse a fighter or a lover?

✎ what does life mean to your muse?

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virtuesyukimura‌:

Water melon was a fruit that couldn’t grow all over japan like others. Well for someone like him who spent his adult life in exile, thats what it felt like. He couldn’t even get his children water melons to enjoy, he thinks bitterly about that fact and curses the Tokugawa faction again and again. He hates them, he believes so. He hates the Tokugawa but cannot deny the good that they did. especially after reading Japan history afterwards. 

It is a good thing that history books were so apathetic. Otherwise he couldn’t deal with one that was so nationalistic about the tokugawa of all things. 

 “My time didn’t have quiet the … healthy healthcare that modern times did. I can’t even imagine how behind my body is in terms of immunity. “ 

“The Japan I grew up in didn’t have much healthcare either,” she says, remembering how her mother had suffered with her addiction. “At least, not for the Japanese.” Britannia, Kallen was convinced, would have rather liked to see the Japanese people die out from strains of diseases that could have been prevented. They would have called it natural selection, while their own people could get to hospitals and be vaccinated and treated regularly. 

Ah-- but him mentioning his time, she was so curious about it. She would have liked to see Japan back then, entirely itself, without the influence of anyone else. It was violent, yes, she had read that much in the history texts-- texts that she had only recently studied, or had gotten secondhand from underground sources, seeing as they were definitely not allowed to be taught in classrooms. But violent or not, it was all Japan. 

“Can you tell me about it?” she asked, with genuine interest. “The time you come from?”

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ooc: hello! i am starting school up again tomorrow, and while i think the first week will be easy and i’ll be able to get out replies, i thought i’d put out a lil warning just to make sure! i’ll be focusing on event threads first until the event ends, and then i’ll get to my replies for ongoing non-event threads. good luck everyone returning to school! 

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Well, when it was put that way...

Kallen’s leaning over the edge of the box, eyeing which fish are the most sturdy, swimming against the current, and which fish fall behind others-- she wants a strong fish, one that can last her a while. When she was little, her mom showed her this game, and they caught a little black goldfish with bulging black eyes to put in a tank at home. Every year, Kallen had returned with her mother to the festival stalls, begging for another chance, but her mother told her that if she had too many fish, she might stop loving the original. Now it seems so clear that it was more about her mother’s chance to exercise her own little taste of ownership over Kallen, as she could always have more of anything, but the original was what was most important-- and here, seeing such an innocent and familiar goldfish game in the heart of a strange place, she can’t resist the urge to have her go. 

“It takes some skill to pick out a good fish, though, I think,” she says, and exchanges her money for a net to catch with. In a flash of generosity-- she does have a job now-- she pays for another net, and hands it to the person next to her. “We can both try.” 

In her stroll along the line of stalls, one such attraction drew the Yama’s attention more than any other. Perhaps it’s that this was the only stall at the moment that currently had garnered the attention of no more than a few others. She hears nothing but the words of her subordinate echo in her mind that moment, telling her there’s no harm in having a little fun. But is this a something – goldfish scooping, it looked like – she can have fun doing? 

Hesitant in her approach, she finally positions herself along the edge of the box and sets her gaze on the fish that swim in it, as well as on the person who seems to be really into trying to catch them. 

“That’s all it is – using the scoop to try to pick up the fish, right..?” It surely does sound interesting the more she observes.

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virtuesyukimura‌:

 “I would have preferred water melons , but they don’t sell such things in this ward without being overly expensive for someone like me.” And he needed a front porch again to complete the experience of watermelon in summer. But right now he’s content with things such as this newly acquired taste for cold things in summer. 

 “Of course, of course. Master!” He orders a hot tea for the lady, because he’s the one with the money and guilty ridden face right now. And its getting colder now that the sun begins to set.  

 “I apologize for the spill a while ago. I … seem to be getting rather hazy with my eyes. It must be old age finally getting to me.” Formal is his whole tone as he does a little bow , since he was wearing full armor right now. 

 Then it begins to rain outside. 

“You don’t seem quite old enough for cataracts,” she said, sizing him up now. Well, he was quite a bit older, that’s for sure. It was funny. He was so formal and old-fashioned-- he reminded her of Tohdoh, but less intense. Less calculating. Still, the reminder wasn’t unwelcome. “But I am sorry about your eyes.” 

She was getting a bit fed up with these wards, and the stratification of the rich and poor that seemed so commonplace here. Watermelon never was something to be so wildly expensive, after all. It was hard to believe he couldn’t afford that. 

Taking the tea, she sipped it, and bowed her head to him in thanks. “We can call ourselves even,” she said, looking at her sleeve. A bit of a stain, but it’d come out. 

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She’s just watched this dude fail at getting a little stuffed toy five times. So yeah, she wants a turn. It looks like a really, really elementary knightmare arm, and a joystick isn’t exactly advanced technology, but she’s had to work with some pretty old shit. So this shouldn’t be an issue. 

“Yeah,” she says, stepping forward. “Let me see it.” Ignoring his outburst, she leans in and puts in a quarter, feeling the machine jerk to life. She goes for the same stuffed mascot as him, and does capture it. She doesn’t break her gaze, slowly bringing it to the slot-- and--

“Damn it!” The claw loosens and the little mascot slides loose, back into the pile of toys. “This thing is rigged!”

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the festival so far has been nothing short of a blast and has worked wonders for snake’s mood, recent developments had clouded his mind- so the entire ambience had helped force a little bit of positive thought into him.

“this is rigged!”

even if it didn’t look like it. snake slaps the stick of a claw machine, grumpy that this has been the fifth time trying to get the medium sized stuffed mascot out when he turns to the person next to him and huffs “you really want to give this a try?”

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rainfect‌:

“we managed to get to the crater where the beacon kits were being handed out, so all’s well that ends well.” a fond recollection, and a good story to tell—especially considering her own physique and sturdiness, it’d been a worthwhile experience.

she starts to walk then, leading them towards a more central part of the ward. from there, it’ll be easier to decide where to go.

“what a coincidence—so do i.” and it’s true; in comparison those she’s seen trying to find a way back to their worlds, clad in desperation from head to toe, AR-15′s been relatively relaxed. maybe she’s being too complacent by lounging around in acceptance as she is, but at the same time—there haven’t been any indicators that anyone’s been able to leave, and she’s thought of this place as a sort of purgatory from the start. (punishment for her own recklessness, probably.)

this isn’t the time to be brooding about those sorts of things, though. “what kinds of places are you interested in? there’s four different wards in this city, and we’re in fibonacci right now. this part isn’t the cleanest, but there’s still stores and places for food nearby. we can head somewhere else if you want something more scenic, though.” 

a pause, then: “as for me… well, there’s a lot of fighting in my world.” she doesn’t quite know how else to describe it, and offers a small shrug. “the places i usually see are a lot like where we are now, i guess. there was a war, so humans mostly stay in the nicer, unpolluted parts.”

“Somewhere less cloudy,” she decides. She lives in this ward, and it depresses her to be in it. The high, sloping buildings that she isn’t allowed in, and the dark alleyways on the ground level. “More open.” She follows the girl, thinking on her story. It sounds like this world isn’t exactly safe, and most certainly not free from war or violence. Well, would any world with living people ever be free of that? 

Of course, humans in the nicer areas, avoiding wars, no matter how important those wars might be. But maybe she and this girl have more in common, since for so long her world had been clouded in war as well. It was a choice for Kallen, she supposes, to go into the heart of it. She could have pretended the war wasn’t happening, and coasted by on her aristocratic status... but no. It wasn’t a choice. Doing what is right is never a choice. 

“There used to be more war in mine,” she chimes in. “It’s not so bad now.” But it seems she had overlooked a key detail, and, thinking on what the girl had said, she pauses. After learning people could fly here, she isn’t exactly as shocked as she might’ve been, but still, “You said ‘humans?’ Then, what does that make you?” 

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virtuesyukimura‌:

 “Drinking tea regularly would have made the situation worse. It is the height of summer after all.” And with the cicadas in the air, doing their song. He doesn’t want to stay outside more then he should. 

He orders another one before dabbing a bit to take out the wet stains. It seems he’s more accident prone then ever. He feels a bit young about this, And perhaps a bit tired. Contrasting. 

 “If there anything I could do to make it up?”

“That’s funny,” she muttered, “it’s not very Japanese to drink tea cold and sweet. I thought that was a tradition only Britannians kept up.” She had always thought sweet tea tasted kind of sticky, anyway. Not her style. She preferred it hot or not at all. 

She held up her sleeve to try and gauge the damage. Eh, it was just a shirt. Didn’t matter much anyway. She had others. 

“It’s fine.” A thought did flicker through her mind. It would be rude, wouldn’t it? “Unless you wanted to pay for a cup of tea for me in return.” There was nothing wrong with tea in the height of summer. Something cool and gentle. It reminded her of childhood to drink it and hear the cicadas murmur in the distance. 

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At first, Kallen just sighed and moved to grab her napkin. Couldn’t she just have a meal after work in peace? 

Looking him over, however, she noticed his uniform. That of a samurai. A relic-- she remembered hearing that people came from all worlds to this one. Could it be true for times as well? 

And, looking at her sleeve-- 

“You were drinking sweet tea?” she blurted. Unexpected for such a traditional samurai. 

Imagine that there is a hot bowl of ramen in front of him. Full of garnish and looking mighty fine. It looks perfect, the soup looks nice and thick and the noodles look delectable. 

But then-

 “I suppose its too hot for ramen. But then again…” He mumbles more to himself before giving in and ordering something like sweet tea. 

Then that tea spills over the sleeves of someone who was just nearby. 

You. 

 “Oh my apologies!”

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muse info sheet // meme

detailed muse info sheet.

please repost, don’t reblog!

place in society

✖ FINANCIAL – wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty / n/a ✖ MEDICAL – fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged ✖ CLASS OR CASTE – upper / middle / working / slave / unsure / none ✖ EDUCATION – qualified / unqualified / studying / n/a ✖ CRIMINAL RECORD – yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / has aided / committed crimes but not caught yet / none / in multiple countries

family

✖ MARITAL STATUS – married, happily / married, unhappily / engaged / partnered, happily /single / divorced / widow or widower / separated / it’s complicated ✖ CHILDREN – has a child or children / no children / wants children / adopted a child ✖ FAMILY – close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no sibling(s) / sibling(s) are deceased ✖ AFFILIATION – orphaned / adopted / disowned (im a terrorist...) / raised by birth parent(s) but like... in the my mom was taken on as a maid because she was a different race kind of way / other 

traits & tendencies

✖ extroverted / introverted / in-between ✖ disorganized / organized / in-between ✖ close-minded / open-minded / in-between ✖ disagreeable / agreeable / in-between ✖ cautious / reckless / in-between ✖ patient / impatient / in-between ✖ outspoken / reserved / in-between ✖ leader / follower / in-between ✖ empathetic / apathetic / in-between ✖ optimistic / pessimistic / in-between ✖ traditional / modern / in-between ✖ hard-working / lazy / in-between ✖ cultured / uncultured / in-between ✖ loyal / disloyal / unknown ✖ faithful / unfaithful / unknown

beliefs

✖ FAITH – monotheistic / polytheistic / atheist / agnostic / nontheist / unsure ✖ BELIEF IN GHOSTS / SPIRITS – yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✖ BELIEF IN AFTERLIFE – yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✖ BELIEF IN REINCARNATION – yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✖ BELIEF IN ALIENS – yes / no / don’t know / don’t care ✖ PHILOSOPHICAL – yes / no / sometimes

sexuality & romantic inclination

✖ SEXUALITY – heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / demisexual / greysexual ✖ SEX – sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable ✖ ROMANCE – romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable ✖ SEXUALLY – adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious / enthusiastic ✖ POTENTIAL SEXUAL PARTNERS – male / female / agender / none / all / undetermined ✖ POTENTIAL ROMANTIC PARTNERS – male / female / agender / none / all / undetermined

abilities

✖ COMBAT SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✖ LITERACY SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✖ ARTISTIC SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none ✖ TECHNICAL SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

habits

✖ DRINKING ALCOHOL – never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✖ SMOKING – trying to quit / never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✖ OTHER NARCOTICS – never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✖ MEDICINAL DRUGS – never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✖ INDULGENT FOOD – never  / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✖ SPLURGE SPENDING – never / sometimes / frequently / to excess ✖ GAMBLING – never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

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¥ !

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 but in the like cute little sister wayPersonality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | noFavorite thing about them: she is cute... but strongLeast favorite thing about them: hm.. maybe that she is hard to understand? 

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