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( werethe-badgvys‌ / len ! )

Len took the offered hand, a little hesitant, but it didn’t look like the other guy had any intent to hurt him.

“Uh, my knee hurts, but I’m not sure how bad it is.”

He pulled himself up. His left leg was fine, but he nearly screamed out in pain when he attempted to put any weight on his right.

“Real bad, judging from the fact that I can’t put weight on it.” 

             LISTENING TO THE DESCRIPTION MADE HIM WINCE. Because of course , that had to hurt. And the injury . . . sounded serious - causing Samhain’s lips to slowly form into an ‘o’ shape. And then a nod. ❝ Yeah , it sounds like you either pulled or broke something. We should . . . we should get you to the nurse. I’ll take you. ❞

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( odvttes‌ )

“ there’s this really nice cafe i like in cinderellasburg? the coffee is great, and they have a lot of tea options. the pastries are also amazing, freshly baked every day,” she replies, pride lacing her voice. but the unfairness of the situation is even more apparent now ; the cafe five minutes from her house has been a neighbourhood staple since she was five, but places like that just don’t exist on the isle. children are born blameless — why should they pay for their parents’ mistakes? “ but if you’re more into nightlife, bayou de orleans has great bars. amazing music, too. ”

             ❝ I’VE NEVER REALLY HAD CAFE COFFEE BEFORE . . . ❞ Because there weren’t any luxuries like that on the Isle. He’d had coffee before , yes ( though , he didn’t need sustenance ; ragdolls thankfully could live without it ) , but only the type of coffee made by his mother - from thrown out coffee beans that she’d spice with Frog’s Breath. It wasn’t good , but he drank it. ❝ But I’ve never been to a bar , either . . . but I used to sneak out sometimes. Maybe the Bayou ?? ❞

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( gionamim‌ )

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giona watched and waited as the vks filed out of the remedial goodness class, but her attention was only on one particular person. the only one, in that shitty morning class, to make the same face when the fairy godomther asked the question about the undead. the only one, in a handful of people, that she felt a familiar vibe with. or maybe, it was the fact that neither of them had proper human vibes at all. could the undead even have vibes?

“ PSST – ” she hissed, catching up to him once they were all out of the classroom. “ don’t make eye contact. they’re gonna think we’re conspiring. just keep walking ahead, ” she whispered harshly, looking around at the other students as they walked down the hall. “ i’m gonna ask you just one question, dude, and it’s really simple. are you also … dead-not-dead ? ”

other possible words were ‘undead’ or ‘half-dead’ or just plain ‘dead’, but ‘dead-not-dead’ seemed sufficient. he certainly looked alive enough, and not like the others from the land of the dead that she’d seen hanging around. but still, it was that magical, in-your-bones feeling.   

              THE PHRASING , IT IMMEDIATELY CAUGHT HIM OFF-GUARD. Because exactly how could someone make an observation or estimation of him being dead-but-not-dead with his glamour ?? He hadn’t thought of someone’s intuition - immediately , he assumed it was his appearance. It was the glamour faltering , or he made the mistake of taking it off - maybe Blanche had enchanted it so he appeared fine to himself , but everyone else saw how he truly looked. The artificial heart Finkelstein embedded within him beat a little too fast for his liking , and he took a deep breath.

               ❝ I . . . I guess ?? ❞ He didn’t know for sure - granted , he was a ragdoll made from scratch - and as well , body parts like his mother. Did that count ?? It must’ve - everyone from Halloweentown was dead-but-not-dead according to his Father. But he wasn’t born in Halloweentown . . . whatever. ❝ Yeah - I-I am. I’m guessing . . . you are ?? ❞ That at least quelled his nerves a tad.

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( hippolytarider‌ )  

Hippolyta saw him pause to think before speaking, and the action made her smile. While she waited, she checked the balance of her sword, slashing it against the air, before slipping it back into the scabbard. She sat down on the stool and smiled at Samhain. 

“ … that’s a good answer, ” she said after a while, nodding seriously. “ A better way to phrase what I was thinking – which was basically the same thing. But I guess, I just … I’d rather there be rules to bend than no rules at all. Some people live without any rules, without any personal moral code at all – and those people are – well, depending on who they are, I’m either worried about them or wary of them. I’ve … always been the kind of person who bends rules, ” she admitted with a lopsided smile. “ But yeah. The people who find loopholes in rules and then do what they want with them … that’s a lawyer’s job, ” she crinkled her nose. Then Hippolyta softened. “ How are you finding Auradon, anyway ? ”

          ❝ YOU’VE NEVER REALLY STRUCK ME AS A RULE-BENDER . . . ❞ He noted , but he guessed he could see it. Hippolyta always seemed like someone so clean cut & strong ; of course , from the little he saw of her. Hard to imagine her doing anything but following the exact rules to a T. ❝ I just think a lot about a lot of people who . . . don’t realize they’re doing any harm , you know ?? My parents , for example. And . . . my supposed-to-be hometown , I guess. Nobody there’s evil , but they did one bad thing without really knowing . . . it was bad. But they’re all still on the Isle ; it’s something I think about a lot. ❞ He wondered often what life would be like if his parents weren’t sent to the Isle , and he was made & raised in Halloweentown instead - but it was hard to imagine something he’d never seen with his own two eyes. ❝ Auradon’s NICE. ❞ He nodded , staring at the floor. ❝ It’s a lot . . . more than I always pictured it to be. There’s a lot of stuff - and it’s bright. It’s so . . . bright. Some people aren’t as nice as everyone brags to be , though. ❞   

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( werethe-badgvys‌ / len ! )

“La da da da da, la da da da da, la da da da da, la da da da da da…” 

Len mumbled as he walked across the campus of Auradon Prep, one earbud from the iPod he’d “found”. He’d accidentally hit play on one of the songs, “Brass Goggles”, and somehow put it on repeat, but it was catchy so he didn’t mind. He was so absorbed in the device that he hadn’t noticed the bike rack he was walking into until he’d tumbled over it.

“Fuck!”

He contemplated lying there, but decided it was better to at least attempt standing up. His arm protested in pain, and he sighed.

“Anyone know where the nurse’s office is?”

            He only noticed the scene with the loud sound of the CLATTERING of metal on the bike rack - like someone walked straight into it and met an unfortunate turn of events. And Samhain’s face fell to one of concern watching , a sharp inhale between his teeth noticing the male’s new position. Careful steps taken forward as he crossed his arms. 

           ❝ Do you need help there ?? ❞ He asked , tilting his head and leaning forward - arm now extended to help the other to his feet. ❝ If it’s your arm , you can probably apply some ice to it - unless it’s BROKEN. Then . . . nurse’s office is probably the best bet. ❞   

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@trcmainc​ said : ❛ ❝ something isn’t right. ❞ ❜

         ❝ It isn’t. ❞ The ragdoll replied , brown eyes staring forward with his lips held in a somber pout. He could remember his mother and how she seemed to ‘sense’ when things were amiss - he didn’t know whether it was some supernatural ability , or a feeling of intuition. But he wondered if he’d be able to do the same. ❝ The air feels . . . weird. It’s felt weird lately. ❞   

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( odvttes‌ )  

“ no, there really isn’t, ” she concedes, “ but i’m tired of thinking. the only other thing i can do is try to discourage my cousin from snooping, which totally doesn’t work. ” she offers samhain a smile, flipping her book shut. “ aren’t you tired of thinking about it? we can do something else, if you want. you’re new—is there anywhere in auradon you want to see? i know cinderellasburg like the back of my hand ; i can take you there. ”

          Her question reminds Samhain that he truly hasn’t done MUCH to get accustomed to Auradon since initially coming from the Isle ; he’s been focused on other things - classes , clubs , now a thief running around and make itself everyone’s business. It’s a little sad. ❝ I mean , now that I think about it . . . I don’t know anywhere SPECIFIC. Do you . . . Do you have any recommendations ?? ❞

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( cxskellington‌ )

He chuckled. “When she told me that, I thought I was going to have a heart attack! I was like, mom why.” Christmas gave him a smile. “It looks like you have the talent though. I can’t sew anything without ending up a bloody mess from pricking myself.”

        He found himself chuckling in response , sewing the final stitch and making sure to fasten it shut. ❝ You know , ❞ Samhain began , sticking the needle in a pushpin and looking up at his elder brother ,  ❝ I wouldn’t mind trying to teach you sometime. I mean , aside from classes . . . we have a LOT of time here. We could use it. ❞

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Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather 

rose-coloured boy, paramore

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( hippolytarider‌ )

She watched him as he took the antiseptic wipe and bandaid, making sure that he was actually going to use it and not just pocket it or toss it aside as some of her friends were accustomed to doing. What was so wrong with hygienic practices ? Hippolyta cracked a smile. 

“ You live to see another day, ” she said dramatically. “ Anyway… what was I saying ? ” She scraped the stone against the blade one final time, and stood up, spinning the blade around expertly. “ Illegal. Right. So. Two years ago, maybe, I would have snuck into that museum but now ? I’m actually trying to follow the rules. ” She spun around, back to her companion. “ Samhain. What’s your opinion on rules. Yay or nay ? ”

          The question seemed simple - an opinion on rules , which would USUALLY warrant a positive or negative , black or white response. But he actually found himself hesitating , stopping and taking a quick moment to think before he opened his mouth to reply.

          ❝ Well . . . ❞ He rubbed his arm , staring at the floor. ❝ I think RULES are made with good intentions - and I think a lot of them do good and help keep people safe. You know , like they’re meant to do. ❞ He nodded , sure of where he was going in response. ❝ . . . But. ❞ He looked up at Hippolyta. ❝ Sometimes people sort of . . . abuse them and sometimes , people use them to do away with people they don’t like for a single misstep. ❞ He thought of his father , unaware he was doing anything wrong by taking Christmas into his own hands , sent to the Isle for a crime he was unaware he was committing. ❝ I follow them - but I feel bad for the people who sort of get blamed for not following them when they don’t know what they’re doing. ❞       

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( cxskellington‌ )

Christmas watched him, finding it entertaining. His mother could sew really well, but he never seemed to pick it up. “Wow. My mom would be impressed, honestly. He stitched herself up.”

      In regards to his own creation , Samhain never knew if Finkelstein had made him to be any similar to his mother - given , Sally had given the old man many headaches in her youth ( and of course , with good reason. ) But he always assumed so , given the fact he was so much like her in many different ways , his talent for SEWING being something he had a knack for since childhood. ❝ I know. ❞ He nodded , looking up at Christmas. ❝ She taught me . . . She told me about one time she was able to jump out of a tower and get right back up by sewing herself together. ❞

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‘ maybe they’ll brood each other to death . ’ ( from giona )

          ❝ Well … ❞ He doesn’t outwardly say it , but the evident stifling of laughter coming from his throat is a telling sign that he finds it amusing. And that’s when he breaks , a slightly rasped peel of laughter coming from his lips. ❝ Do you think - do you think that’s even possible ?? ❞

umbrella academy starters / still accepting !!

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7, 8

7. HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT SEX ??

Samhain’s a virgin - he’s never done it before. It’s not something he’s really thought about - which may make for some nervousness if the time ever comes. Especially considering his glamour and his insecurities regarding his body.

8. HOW MANY FRIENDS DOES YOUR CHARACTER HAVE ??

Sam’s social circle has definitely had some significant changes - he’s gone from having a lot of friends he’d used to sneak out with and then none within the blink of an eye for the fact he got scared of revealing his true self. And now , he seems to be increasing it once more , so it’s been a slight up and down pattern.

crucial muse development questions / still accepting !!

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2 & 12?

2. WHAT WAS THE BEST THING IN YOUR CHARACTER’S LIFE ??

His mom !! Sally was easily the most influential person in Samhain’s life , to the point in where as a child , he wanted to be just like her. He takes after her for those very reasons , such as taking initiative and sneaking out on his own accord.

12. WHAT ARE YOUR CHARACTER’S MAJOR FLAWS ??

Samhain’s lack of self-esteem and eagerness to hide his true form are certainly those that keep him down the most. He seems to rather be content with blending in and conforming than embracing what makes him different - despite the fact that he encourages others to stick out. There’s also an unfortunate naivety that can easily lead to Sam being used ; he’s very innocent and unexposed to the “ real world ” , even though he lived on the Isle. It’s very easy to make an impression on him. 

crucial muse development questions / still accepting !!

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( hcusecfcvrds‌ )

            matteo wouldn’t ever say that he was one to keep up with the news. quite frankly, he didn’t actually read any news. for the most part, he operated on a system called ❛ if it’s important enough, dani will probably let me know ❜. it worked well enough, except when people asked him about stuff that he hadn’t heard about from dani yet and, therefore, did NOT know how to answer at all. ❝ they - what ?? i didn’t say nothing. they ain’t said nothing either. ❞ he pointed at his shadow. ❝ at least, i don’t think they did. woah, can you T A L K ?? ❞ the shadow swayed, looking like they would sigh at their charge if they had any lungs to do so, before shaking it’s head and fetching the requested spool and handing it over to the other boy.

            A tad bit of confusion sweeping over Samhain , he repeatedly glanced between the shadow and its . . . master ( ? ) and nodded slowly. ❝ Can . . . shadows talk ?? ❞ He thought back to the songs his father would routinely sing about the same time every year ( Halloween of course ) , one lyric sticking. ❝ I am the shadow on the moon at night , filling your dreams to the brim with fright . . . huh. If shadows can sing , I guess they can talk. ❞ A random and nonsensical thought to anyone who wouldn’t UNDERSTAND , yes , but it made sense to him. Of course , maybe he was taking the song way too literally. ❝ Maybe shadows don’t talk to us because they don’t think we’ve got anything interesting to say. ❞ A shrug.

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( starhelmed‌ )

                     EYES WERE FOCUSED, head bobbing along as melody tried to keep up with the concepts being told.   she grew up enough around stories of pirating, that the rule of no stuling was enforced but … grey at times. a little bit blurred depending on the circumstances ( people just AREN’T good or evil ! ).

               ❝ maybe they really need them for something important.    like — - healing someone ! they’ve banned so much magic here, maybe they took a rash decision for good reasons but with bad consequences? ❞ melody offered,    only half believing her own sentiments,    ❝ honestly. even this amount of drama is too much. it’s like you could eat the tension in the air right now  —❞ 

           ❝ Wait - magic is . . . banned ?? ❞ Samhain asked , squinting - because of course , the sudden worry clouding his head was evident. Because he relied on magic for something to him that was so IMPORTANT , protecting his appearance. If it was strictly illegal , and by association the glamour was illegal . . . no. No , no , no , that couldn’t do. Nobody could find that out. Head now swimming as his heart raced with the thought of being caught with illegal magic , he shook his head , now slightly thinking of other topics than the conversation at hand. ❝ Y-Yeah. ❞ He replied , swallowing hardly. ❝ I don’t - I don’t like drama. Just . . . doesn’t make people - feel good. Yeah. ❞