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YOU BETTER BE BACK YOU LITTLE SHIT

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              I'M BACK.

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;clings and nuzzles

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Standing in front of the Inn, Barbie exhaled with utter relief. For some time now, she's been searching for this Inn -- or any, to be honest -- and finally her hazel hues landed upon the building. Naturally, she needed a place to stay as she was simply visiting rather than living here. Pulling her bag on her shoulder more, she walked to the entrance.

"--Hello," The bubbly young lady greeted in return with a joyed smile formed on her rosy lips, her mood having lifted greatly once she had stepped foot inside. Well, it wasn't necessary to ask how much it was then -- which was better on Barbie's part. Even now, she had difficulty speaking with strangers. Before she began digging through her bag for her wallet, she noticed the man's book, causing her smile to grow.

"Oh! You like Harry Potter? --A-Ah, s-sorry, right. You're reading." She cleared her throat, feeling awkward. Of course no one likes being interrupted. Her mistake, she forgot.

[ insert comment about mortals here ] open!

As the innkeeper of Slate Creek Inn, it was easy for the ex-prince to be the first to meet new arrivals in town. He’d found Coldfoot after a month on the run on the front of a travel magazine. Small, remote, the perfect spot. In his elation, he’d almost let his focus slip, and he felt the gaze of Heimdall zone in on his general area. Reigning it in, he fled to the nearest train station, and hit the road.

His magic was straining even now, he struggled to keep the pain from showing on his face. The spell to keep himself hidden was not meant for such prolonged use, and being cut off from a magical realm was taking it’s toll. Even Asgard, with it’s confining walls, and horrid memories, was something he missed, if only for the charge it gave to his magic. A bell chimed, and he kept his gaze on the book in front of him. This Harry Potter series was quite interesting.

"Good evening, and welcome to Slate Creek Inn. Room and board is fifty-five dollars a night."

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(This second one is BLEH. Not very attractive, but hey, my hair is down here! Even if it's messy. XD)

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(start at 0:38 okay do it you gotta or you'll ruin it)

this is your song

beautiful baby butterfly thor

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               outofchara ; Okay, so I should officially say I'm on a semi-hiatus. Mostly because I'm distracted by a few other accounts that are extremely active at the moment, and can't seem to get on my other accounts -- including this -- right now. I guess my muse for such accounts are low? But I apologize. Sometimes I will be on here though! Checking and and whatnot, and if you ask for me to reply to something for you, I will be happy to take some time to do that for you when I come to check on my accounts again.

               For now, I'm going back to one account get back on and then watch Anime.                Love you all! Talk to you later~

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　 　 　「　Ｈow very unfortunate　」

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The young woman was running late. The previous night was spent working overtime at a part-time job, and by the time of the late hour she returned home, she was exhausted immensely. Barbie honestly hated living where she was nowadays, what with the money issues and such. Yet today was a day she had an interview for a job that would surely pay more than her current, horrible one. However, working so late the night before caused her to oversleep, despite her alarm. In a haste, she dressed appropriately and made herself look presentable as much as possible before she was out the door quickly.

Now, Barbie was rushing down the street, a well-needed coffee in hand as she was checking the time on her old, cheap phone. 'God, what if I miss it?' It was all that ran through her horribly stressed mind. Attempting to determine how long it would take to reach the office, and she hardly payed attention to her surroundings. This was incredibly unfortunate for her -- and the stranger.

As soon as Barbie hastily turned the corner, she roughly collided against another person. Instantly she yelped in surprise, and made an partially louder yelp once she felt the hot beverage spill across her, that also poured on the man, before the remains crashed to the ground with a splatter. She tensed; froze, an expression of utter shock; fear and guilt covering her features as she stared at him. How could she--

"I-I'm-- . . I'm so, so, sorry, sir--!"

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MOZART’S LACRIMOSA.

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» Your muse just witnessed my muse breaking down in tears. How does your muse respond?

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               outofchara ; If you haven't noticed, I haven't been on here much at all. I'm a butt, I know. Sometimes I suddenly grow distant and ignore the Internet world when I don't mean to. ono Also, I've been watching a crap load of Anime lately, and have been rather distracted. I apologize so much, omfg.

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For those unaware: Barbie is a teenager. She is seventeen, currently three months away from being eighteen.

I realize some people do not want to interact with a teenager, or simply can't. It can either be very difficult, or their character is not very fond of talking to teenagers at all. And for those wanting a romantic relationship, it's even worse.

For any people like this at all, I want to inform you, I am adding an older age; college verse. She would be twenty-two, currently in college, majoring in unknown studies right now. If you want to interact with an older version of Barbie, simply say so, and I will be glad to change the verse for you. It would be perfectly fine with me, as she's basically no different. Only a bit older. Whatever verse would make you most comfortable and happy, is perfectly okay with me. Just say the word, darling. ♥

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               "I don't know," she frown once more, looking down at the ripped up pieces. She was sad over the loss of the perfection though, even though she couldn't do anything about it. ". . I suppose so . ."

"Then how am I supposed to help?" Charlotte looked at the picture. “Can’t you tape it back together?"

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               "No," she shook her head, before a pout formed on her lips at sour memories. "--Not this time."

Charlotte's expression became blunt. "It wasn't the cat was it?"

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a banana walks towards you, before brutally peeling itself and revealing that it was always, in fact, a dainty swan princess. the dainty swan princess angrily throws glitter at you, before skipping away.

omfg i was goign to rty to reply toi this somehow but i can't stop lahging and this is perfection and i love you jfc alsdfkd;slkfjdf

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               outofchara ; If someone has sent something in my askbox, I didn't receive it. I got a number '1' in my inbox, but when I clicked it, nothing was there. So, I must ask you to resend it, please! I certainly did not receive it and I'm very much wondering what it is was asdl;fkjdflkj.