#Rejects: skie

[hotcocoaceo]

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There's a lot of footage here to sort through unfortunately

So it's gonna be a bit before I know who it was

pray tell. which one of you MOTHERFUCKERS. ate the last of my marshmallow fluff.?

if you tell me now before I manage to find your sorry ass, I may kill you less than twenty times.

Because I fucking KNOW I left enough for one more cup of cocoa before our next stop. And it is now gone.

You cannot hide from me.

Im in the vents.

I have access to the security cameras(thanks, Michael <3)

And milleniums of patience.

Whoever you are, you better start fucking running because I AM. COMING. FOR. YOU.

That fluff... was the last thing holding me to sanity.

Prepare to face my wrath.

There is nowhere safe.

You cannot hide.

[a-literal-kaleidoscope]

Hello hello! I heard a few of the others came on here, so I decided to join in.

My name is Skie Kaleidoscope, and I am one of the Rejectisms, a crew of rejected Mechanisms roaming the universe on the lovely starship Michael! You can use just about any pronouns for me, just preferrably not feminine ones.

I do think that's all! See you around :)

OOC: i did it againnnn- it's @gunpowdertimsleftgun back at it again with yet another rp blog. use xey/xem pronouns for me pleas :))

uhh ya i think that's it

feel free to (please please pleas-) send asks n such i need the interactionnn /silly

[mostly-intentional-explosions]

Hello, I think I'm here now.

{ Ask blog of Cyrus (sp)Lamb of the Rejectisms (the sp is silent)! Main blog is @trashburgersblair

Don't know what the Rejectisms are? Read about them here!

Other crew:

@theappendicitiswon -Cassie

@hotcocoaceo -Oliver

@sintceanian-surgeon -Anya

@feathers-and-knives -Volare

@stick-and-stone-goldthorne - Stick and Stone

@sybil-aisling - Sybil

@a-literal-kaleidoscope - Skie

@tempest-ina-tea-cup -Teacup

@space-apothecary -Aaron

[sidch]

Love teaches us metaphorical lessons in the easiest and hardest ways. But sometimes, we realize things way too wrong,

Or way too late.

On the boundless road of Serenity street, far from downtown, I grabbed my pastel peach bicycle with a rouge basket and joined the silence of chirping birds as I went cycled beneath the somber clouds. I have liked pedaling for it reminds me of you; of us. With it, I felt like I was diving freely underwater along with the chromatic corals that seemed like sea pickles ahead;or floating upon the broad sky with autumnal leaves letting their weight fall gracefully as they touched my bared skin. From there, I found you pushing the heaviness at the back for I still couldn't learn how to ride with two invisible wheels. I always fall. But ironically now, I have successfully learned it the moment I reached Anxious street as you disappeared and left thunders of wrong regrets and unhurried realizations.

I wasn't a coward. But one of the unfortunate victims of Cupid, perhaps. I might have been strong—in the way of playing things along the safest route. I wasn't weak. Or maybe I have loved myself enough to pick myself out from pain by deleting things even some have never been stetted. Amidst the inevitable déjà vu, there was I shivering in flames of dreadful occurrences from my past. You see, the ones who are afraid of committing to a love that is so unsure are the ones who were once hurt by it. Maybe some eventually became strong to settle on it again, and some remained vulnerable—including me. However, the thought of perpetrating again started to crawl on my mind when I passed hundreds of rejections and disclaimers to you that turned into "Maybe, some other time."

But sometimes, we realize things way too late.

You gave me tough stabilities and rigid certainties of an undying 'some other time' that I had been too relaxed to even notice that our 'some other time' was gradually fading until I had never seen a single chance to commit when I was completely ready. I thought I was vulnerable, but how did I pull down the walls you had built without even perspiring? Or was it really me? I was clueless about the years of your departure. Or was it your way of saying that you became tired of me? And you really were well-prepared to leave a handkerchief with your printed codename 'Skie'. Perhaps, you really were that strong to demolish the walls that covered me by evaporating until intolerable regrets and weightiest realizations have lost a shelter to live in.

—

"Can we, uhm, can we talk? Like somewhere?"

I waited for your fast reply.

"I'm sorry, I have my love beside me."

You blocked me. I had my bag hugged on my lap. And faced the bus window that had been the audience of my silent cries. I was anxious that people might see me. Until there were no passengers left. I dried my tears up and calm my nose from sniffing. That was my last chance to go down the bus when I noticed a handkerchief beside me with a printed codename 'Skie'.

My heart ran so fast skipping a beat until I realize, the passenger beside me went down second to the station where I was.

Where San Diego International Airport is located.

—Mark Avila

Artwork of puuung

[loz-big-bang]

Hey! I was wondering, do you choose who participates and who doesn´t? and if this is the case, are you going to send e-mails of confirmation and rejection? Like depending on the portfolio or things like that.

Hey there Nonnie,

Nope! There is not vetting process for the bang, meaning that anyone can join! You don’t have to have a portfolio or anything, just a love for the series and the commitment to finish the project. 

Mod Skie

[hotcocoaceo]

Hello, SpTumblr. Here to bring joy and metaphorical cocoa!

It's too quiet here, I can't sleep, and I don't want to bother Michael so I figured id open a little ask blog.

(OOC: hi! this is just a silly little OC ask blog I'm running w/ a few friends using our mechanism reject ocs.

Pronouns change so for simplicity; just use fae/faer or they/them for me.)

Main blog is @confusedgeckotree !

other crew members:

Shotgun Cassie - @theappendicitiswon

Cyprus (Sp)Lamb - @mostly-intentional-explosions

Anya Lambert - @sintceanian-surgeon

Mikey - @mikeylikesrocks

Volare Pluma - @feathers-and-knives

Stick & Stone - @stick-and-stone-goldthorne

Sybil Aisling - @sybil-aisling

Skie Kaleidoscope - @a-literal-kaleidoscope

Teacup Tempest - @tempest-ina-tea-cup

Aaron @space-apothecary

[a-literal-kaleidoscope]

I'm not sure if I could help, but I'm sure I didn't do it! I haven't gotten any cocoa for... a very long time, that's for sure.

pray tell. which one of you MOTHERFUCKERS. ate the last of my marshmallow fluff.?

if you tell me now before I manage to find your sorry ass, I may kill you less than twenty times.

Because I fucking KNOW I left enough for one more cup of cocoa before our next stop. And it is now gone.

You cannot hide from me.

Im in the vents.

I have access to the security cameras(thanks, Michael <3)

And milleniums of patience.

Whoever you are, you better start fucking running because I AM. COMING. FOR. YOU.

That fluff... was the last thing holding me to sanity.

Prepare to face my wrath.

There is nowhere safe.

You cannot hide.

[hotcocoaceo]

I can make you some once this is all over !!

pray tell. which one of you MOTHERFUCKERS. ate the last of my marshmallow fluff.?

if you tell me now before I manage to find your sorry ass, I may kill you less than twenty times.

Because I fucking KNOW I left enough for one more cup of cocoa before our next stop. And it is now gone.

You cannot hide from me.

Im in the vents.

I have access to the security cameras(thanks, Michael <3)

And milleniums of patience.

Whoever you are, you better start fucking running because I AM. COMING. FOR. YOU.

That fluff... was the last thing holding me to sanity.

Prepare to face my wrath.

There is nowhere safe.

You cannot hide.