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Parks and Recreation Starter Sentences

"I hate doing work, but I love being flattered. So maybe I'll give it another try."

"Earlier I was licking icing off my finger and boom, I swallowed my wedding ring."

"This is the hardest I've ever worked on anything since... wow - I've never worked hard on anything! What a cool life!"

"I love you and I like you."

"We're all just calm and happy people enjoying ourselves on Earth."

"Slowing down is not really my jam."

"Live your life how you want, but don't confuse drama with happiness."

"I think we should talk soon because I almost bought a toe ring the other day."

"If all goes well, this might be one of the last times I get to speak to you."

"When you play the Game of Thrones, you win or you die!"

"You can trust me because I don't care enough about you to lie."

"I formally retract my hug."

"This is like a waking nightmare of happiness!"

"Well, I think you have several options. They're all terrible. But they're options."

"I am 100% sure that I am 0% sure of what to do."

"No one achieves anything alone."

"Take the easy way out. I always do! It's easy!"

"I love this idea and I love me for thinking of it."

"First of all, you did the right thing by hiding under this table."

"Please let me get my insult out, I've been practicing it the whole way here."

"You look like I could use some company."

"I guess I kind of hate most things. But I never really seem to hate you. So I want to spend the rest of my life with you, is that cool?"

"That's the second most awkward way someone grabbed my breast."

"You only get one chance to make a second impression."

"Look, who hasn't had gay thoughts? Who?"

"Look, I love you like a sibling. But right now I hate you. Like my actual sibling."

"Well, I am not usually one for speeches. So goodbye."

"I have to tell you a secret. But if you tell anyone, I will kill you slowly with a giant syringe."

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Why are you so bitter all the time? Can't you lighten up?

"Who, me? Bitter? Haha, yeah, OK. That's one way to put it.

Look, not everything in this world is sunshine, bunnies and rainbows. In fact, those things are quite often the exception. Usually if you expect less from people and the world, you have less of a chance to be disappointed.

When you've been disappointed before, it's a little bit more difficult than just lightening up, as you so eloquently put it."

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Send me a misconception you think people have about my character and I'll explain if it's true or not

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Kat's Magical Worktime Adventure

AKA - it’s a good damn thing I’ve been doing this as long as I have

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You remind me of someone I know...

    "Is that so? And who, may I ask, is this someone?"

It's an important question, you see.She needs to know whether or not to be flattered or punch his lights out.

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   For her entire life, Meg had been faced with choices. It kept her awake some nights, thinking about whether her choices had been the right ones. As a young girl, the consequences of her choices hadn’t been particularly dire, but as she got older, things had become a little… stickier.

   Keeping up appearances, for political reasons, had become something incredibly important as they got older. Her father became paranoid, and shortened Meg’s leash. Any attitude quickly became unacceptable, and getting away with anything was nearly impossible. Eventually, however, they gave up on her. Soon, it was only Meg and her choices, no rules or parents to hold her back.

   Freedom was bittersweet. Perhaps her parents could have guided her away from Adonis, warned her about Hades, kept her safe from the dangers of the world.

   Though, probably not. Her parents had never been the nurturing type, simply the overbearing and controlling type.

   Ping’s silence lasted far too long. Meg folded her arms and tapped her foot on the ground as she waited for his reply, his eyes glazed over and consumed by thought. Her own expression was a mask, lips pursed and eyes hard. At his words, however, her facial muscles slackened, lips turning down ever so slightly.

                  a sigh

   She would have scoffed, but she just couldn’t bring herself to do so. It made her too sad. There had been a point in her life when she would have laid down her own life for those she cared about. Haemon, Antigone, Adonis. But having done that already, she had been soured for any future sacrifices.

   Seeing someone who was willing to risk it all for someone they loved… Well. It was almost inspiring. It was Meg’s turn to stay silent for just a touch too long, but she was searching for the correct words. This wasn’t exactly something she could just deflect like most things she talked about. This was actually an emotional subject. She had troubles speaking about these things with people she knew well, let alone complete strangers.

   “Must be nice,” she finally said, “having a family worth fighting for. I - I’ll admit that I admire that.” She was telling the truth, and she had gained a newfound respect for this man, even if she wasn’t entirely sure if she trusted him.

a man's presence || Ping and Megara

No choice? Meg’s choice of words couldn’t help but strike the young recruit as fitting; he mulled them over as carefully as savoring a piece of sugar cane. For most soldiers, perhaps, the answer would have been simple. The sun rose in the east; fish lived in the water and birds in the trees; when the Son of Heaven called for troops, China answered. It was a man’s duty to defend his country, his family, his Emperor; and as for her own?

    There was a saying in Juexizhen: a man served by bearing arms, a woman by bearing sons.

    On the one hand—remain Mulan, send your father to war and, in return, receive his helmet and effects and a kindly letter from his commanding officer, he died with honor. On the other—

    She was standing what felt like ten thousand miles from home on war business: hair cropped, breasts bound, desperately pretending to a stranger that she was Hua Ping. It was not much of a choice; to Mulan, there had been no choice to make. 

    It was difficult to say how many other men had spared their fathers by enlisting and, in a camp like Wu Zhong, any illusions she had ever had about the glamour of a soldier’s life were long gone. Mulan knew that some men hoped to bring glory to their family names (and their sweethearts back home); she knew that some were only here because of the deep disgrace that came with desertion, with forsaking duty and therefore honor. And still others had no father to spare, no older brother or grown son—they were in less of a position to choose than even Mulan.

    She had fought tooth and nail to keep her place in Captain Shang’s company and she no longer felt certain that she would die quickly in battle. Now, Mulan knew how to fight; now, she would die fighting—but she looked forward to that day less than ever.

    Yet the alternative of sitting at the loom in Juexizhen while she waited for news of her father was unthinkable.

    Mulan blinked. It was at that moment that she realized that Meg was still waiting for an answer; but the hazy expression of deep thought lingered on her face. And then she drew her shoulders back a little, and cleared her throat, and was a soldier again.

    ”I suppose,” Ping told her, “that I fight to protect my family.” Something in his eyes almost dared Meg to scoff.

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         "I came out to have a good time,      and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now."

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pick a princess → megara #set dedicated to the princess ↳megara laughing

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   She was really only half listening. Ultimately, she didn’t, well, care all that much. She was focused on herself, something she didn’t get to do very often these days. Really, all she was listening for were red flags. If he set off any warning bells, she knew at least three escape routes from where she was standing.    Not hearing any - at least, no glaring ones - she decided to indulge him a little longer. Perhaps something interesting could come from this. “Fascinating,” she muttered, nodding absently.    It’s not to say she didn’t enjoy the attention. She knew she was an attractive young woman, and she often used it to her advantage, but getting that confirmation was  always nice. A good boost of confidence. Plus it gave her a chance to be as aloof as humanly possible, which was always a perk. "Tribe, right. Whereabouts are you from exactly?” Still didn’t care, but pleasantries and formalities had been ground into her that it was almost second nature at this point. "It’s a Classic Greek Tragedy Lots of drama, little bit of action, right up my alley. You’re free to leave the amphitheatre at any time you like, however."

Jewel In The Rough | Megara & Cassim

  The world was rather grey in his eyes. Not in the literal sense, but with age came the development of a mental film to stop him from straying. He didn’t stop for the unnecessary. That would be a waste of his time and energy. Usually, he always had some place to go. If she wasn’t as ‘fascinating’ as she claimed, then why had she distracted him from his path? Once her orchid hue had danced across his vision, everything seemed to fade in. Colors, lights, and even sounds were louder. Someone that mesmerizing had to be the opposite of a ‘nobody’. She didn’t blend in with the rest of the town. There was something about her. Something interesting enough to wake him. 

  Well, he wasn’t after her money, if that’s what you were thinking.    “Hmh! Pleasure to meet you, Megara.” His smile grew as his strides quickened to catch up with her. “Trust me, I’m free. I’m taking my own vacation time.” His current occupation was off putting, to say the least, but he couldn’t leave out a very important fact: he was the boss. Of what? He was still working on that. He knew that if he told her the truth, the evening wouldn’t go as wonderfully as he pictured it. Cassim wasn’t exactly a straight shooter. He had to be smooth, cool, confident; and hey, he still looked pretty good, didn’t he?    “To answer your question, my tribe and I are just passing through on our way home. We stopped for rest and I was able to catch up with an old friend earlier this morning…and now I’ve found myself going to a show. Question is,” He glanced towards her. “What exactly will we be seeing? Not that I truly mind, just curious.”

  He hoped it wasn’t some dame-play. She was worth sitting through one, but the dramatics made him laugh at inappropriate times. Some of those people were terrible actors. 

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Hercules Sentence Starters/Prompts

If? If is good.

I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day.

I tie my own sandals and everything.

It's been a real slice.

Is Wonderboy here for real?

I'm... I-I'm an action figure!

You wanted to be petty and dishonest?

Pardon me. It seems to me that what you folks need is a hero.

Ooh, I'd like to make some sweet music with him.

We dance, we kiss, we schmooze, we carry on, we go home happy. What do you say? Come on.

People do crazy things... when they're in love.

That's it. I'm movin' to Sparta.

You're really choked up about this, aren't ya?

It's all right. The sea of raging hormones has ebbed.

No man is worth the aggravation.

Oh, you know what slipped my mind? You'll be dead before you can get to her.

I own you!

You'll work yourself to death. Hah. Work yourself to death.

You sold your soul to me to save your boyfriend's life.

Father, this is the moment I've always dreamed of.

There are worse things.

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{outofgreece} OMG I AM SO SORRY FOR MY LACK OF ACTIVITY ON HERE.Muse is fickle as all hell. BUT. Slowly, my Spellbound muses return and I shall do some replies. HUZZAH.

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Megara and Captain Amelia share the same sass and unimpressed looks and love for clumsy but heroic nerds.

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Disney’s Hercules (1997) concept character designs for Megara 

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In Celebration of Father's Day, ask my muse (or the mun) anything about his/her father.

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                   "Why would you call something                     that small something like Terrible Terror?                                              Yeah, no, I can't say that I do.                                           I've met Pain and Panic, but                                           I was unaware that Terror existed."

       “Well, no, not really — considering          they’re about the size of a cat.                                   And if they cause any                                   trouble I’m gonna get                                   blamed for it.                        Wait, you mean you don’t                         know what a Terror is?”

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           "Well, considering I have             no idea what you're talking about             I'm gonna have to go with no.             I haven't. Besides, wouldn't you be better off running away from something called a 'Terrible Terror' Than looking for them?"

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       “You haven’t seen a pack          of Terrible Terrors run          through here by any chance                                  …have you?”