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My Bio!! Written By Alice!!

Name: Alice ThoroughGood!

Alt Name: Ana ThoroughGood.

True Name: S_______

Old Patient Number: Patient 0.

Username: @fakeana0

Old Titles: Puppet.

Nicknames: Anabanana, Fake Ana, Hero.

Chronological Age: 24.

Age: 18! I think.. I dunno.

Pronouns: She/Her!

Sexuality: um.. pansexual? I think?

Gender: Trans Girl! I think!

Species: Mimic! Tho I’m not a bad one I promise!!!

Mimic Information: Alice currently has made her own form, however she is technically mimicking Daisy’s.. um.. let’s just say “body”..

Medical Stuff: Uhhh.. I have issues and problems… But I dunno what they’re called.. Hypothermia….? Snowblindness…? frost.. Bite..? Autism….? Anxiety?????? No wings,, dissociation,,,, post traumatic… whatever,,,,,, uhhhhh Probably more…

Religion: Uhhh I dunno. I use to believe in the cultivator I guess.. since he took me under his wing.. but honestly.. he was dead to me a long time ago..

Job: I don’t have a job at the moment. People don’t wanna hire me cause of my face haha.

Lives in: I use to live in Level Ten, but now I live in Wisconsin with the other patients.

Languages: Fae, English, ASL.

Height: 5’7”

Ethnicity: Fae.

Accent: Stilted, Awkward.

Voice Claim: Rei from Evangelion.

Powers: Ice and Snow Manipulation, Shapeshifting, Psychic Damage, Teleportation, Speaking to Plants/Fungi, Noclipping, Talking to Animals.

Weaknesses: General Fae Weaknesses. No none special weaknesses.

Alignment: Lawful Good.

Text Color: Blue.

Favorite Animal: Polar Bear, Olm, Opossums!

Hobbies: uhhhh…. Drawing and Crafting..? I like.. to play the flute as well.. and I do Ice Skating.. and I play the Kalimba..

Favorite Drinks: Hot Chocolate , Chocolate Milk.

Favorite Meals: Chicken Soup, Waffles, Cinnamon Rolls.

Favorite Snacks: Snow, Sticks, Grass, Tree Bark, Raisin, Mint.

Favorite Dessert: Christmas Cookies, Snow Cones, Snow Cream, Cinnamon Rolls.

Favorite Flower: Snowdrops, Poinsettia, Holly, Mistletoe.

Scent: Tv Static, Freshly Fallen Snow, Flowers.

Handedness: Left Handed.

Blood Color: Glittery Black.

Birthday: January 1st 2000. (Daisy says I’m a goat..?)

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: I like math, and I like.. TV.. shows.. like.. I love Lucy and the Moomins.. I like.. spelling too.. and I like movies like the last unicorn, Alice and wonderland, Peter Pan, The Wizard of Oz.... cause it’s relatable.

Special Interests: Um.. dunno… I guess.. Mimicking?

Stims: Squishy Icecube, Fidget Jewelry, Shakers, Snowglobes, Sensory Jars.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

Soul: Inkcap Mushroom

Comfort Objects: Blanket, Snowglobe, Music Box, Mimikyu, Djungelskog, Blahaj, Flute, Paper Snowflakes, Heffalump Plush, Snowman Plush.

Family:

Camilla Liddell (Mother by Proxy.) She.. wasn’t really my mother at all..

The Cultivator (Father Figure.) :(..

Radio (Father Figure) :)

Daisy, Daisy, Bell. (Twin Sister, by Proxy.) :(…

Mouse ThoroughGood. (Sister Figure.) :) Mouse is one of my best friends.. I trust her with my life..

Friends: Eyeris, Grat.

Models:

(Normal, Vessel, Halloween, Retro.)

Brief Personality: Alice is incredibly awkward, It’s hard to have a true personality when you have been mimicking people for your entire life. But overall she is very sweet if a bit clingy, She doesn’t mean any harm to anyone she is just trying to figure herself out and who she truly is. She does have a bit of.. anger.. boiling underneath the surface however..

Brief Backstory: A long long time ago, deep in the feywild. A mimic was born. All mimics are born as a blank slate of sorts, ready to mold themselves into whatever they see around them. This mimic, was the same. She would copy rocks and trees and mushies, whatever was around her. She called it her “job”, which the adult mimics were amused by.

One day, while this mimic was wandering the feywild not paying much attention to her surroundings. She accidentally slammed her face into a tree, the mimic dizzily rubbed their head as they looked around. This wasn’t the feywild, this was human territory.

The mimic panicked and turned to go back before she heard a sound. It sounded like a child crying. The mimic cautiously followed the sound until she came upon a house in the middle of the woods, she snuck over until she found where the sound was coming from.

It was coming from a little human. The mimic peered in through the windows of the house, barely being able to peek through the wooden planks that boarded up the window. There was a girl, crying and clutching something that the mimic did not recognize.

The Mimic decided, that this was going to be her new best friend. She would visit the human everyday, watching her play, the mimic would shapeshift into different animals and show them to the girl. She liked making her smile and laugh.

One day, the girls mother abandoned her. The mimic tried everything to help the girl escape, but it was no use. She was too weak. She wandered through the forest around the girls house trying to find something to help her. Until she came across an adult fae!!

She ran up to him excitedly. He didn’t seem surprised to see her for some reason, but she brushed that off. She told him about the girl who was trapped, and how she wanted to help her.

The adult knelt down, softly rubbing the mimics cheek. “You want to help so bad, don’t you?” He said, comforting the mimic. She nodded

“Can I tell you a secret?” He whispered. The mimic nodded more enthusiastically. “I have a plan, to save that human girl. She will be alright, I promise.”

“But… If you want.. I have something you could do for me.. Do you want to help?”

The mimic nodded even MORE enthusiastically. The adult reached out his hand and shook the mimics, some sort of glowing aura came out of her, and slowly turned into a mushroom. The adult put it on his keychain and stood up.

He grabbed the mimics hand and took her under his wing. They did save the human girl and the mimic became her official mimic, and the adult fae’s vessel. She took her job VERY seriously. She did everything for the fae, anything he wanted. She was his obedient mimic.

[THIS PART OF THE BACKSTORY HAS BEEN REDACTED DUE TO TIME TRAVEL BULLSHIT, CHECK BACK AFTER THE MYTH IS DONE. ALSO, SOME OF THE THINGS BELOW THIS LINE MIGHT ALSO BE CHANGED DUE TO SHENANIGANS]

After Daisy lost her humanity, The Mimic’s life changed dramatically. The whole world had changed, really. It wasn’t exactly the best change.. but she trusted Daisy, and she trusted Cultivator. She knew that if she just trusted them, everything would be okay.

That was until, Camilla took over the operation. Camilla ruled over this new place with an iron fist, and Cultivator retreated into the background. Camilla had a way of manipulating both Daisy and Cultivator in a way the mimic hadn’t seen before.

But with the two of them distracted, they did not notice the mimic as much. Which was fine with her, she knew they both had important jobs to do. So, she did the next best thing, The mimic could help Camilla!!

She would help Camilla with the people, and she would protect Camilla. She wouldn’t admit it to herself, but she hoped that maybe Camilla would see her as a daughter, like how Cultivator had taken the mimic under his wing.

One day, while Camilla was working on terraforming a new area of this dimension. The mimic was working hard to help, trying her best to impress Camilla. She actually managed to get some words of praise from the woman, which delighted the Mimic.

But, unfortunately, the mimic accidentally called Camilla mom. She genuinely didn’t mean to, but that made Camilla.. snap.. a bit.. She began to scream at the mimic, she had never seen Camilla like that before, it was like she was unhinged.

The mimic tried to calm her down, but Camilla grabbed her by her hair and dragged her into an area she had never seen before, a deep dark forest. Camilla told her that she wasn’t going to let this happen again, she was going to make sure she got the job done this time. She wasn’t going to let her slip through the cracks this time.

The mimic was so confused, she didn’t understand what Camilla was saying. She tried to fight back against her but suddenly she felt her vision turn white, something in the mimic. snapped.

Camilla had cut off the mimics wings, she had brutally attacked the mimic before abandoning her there, however, the mimic survived. When she finally woke up, she was in a pool of her own blood, and completely disoriented.

For the next few weeks, the mimic tried to find a way to escape. But wherever she was, there was no exit. Her magic was so weak, she couldn’t even teleport out of this place. If she could just explain to Camilla, she was sure she would let her out.

She would let her out right?

She had to let her out.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, months turned into years. She didn’t know how long she had been here, snow began to fall, covering the forest and making it difficult to see.

She was so cold, and so hungry. There was no food anywhere, she had to resort to eating tree bark and snow. She was absolutely freezing. She could barely see. She felt herself going slowly insane from the loneliness.

After many years, the mimic became completely unrecognizable. She had gone completely insane, It had been eight years of nothing. Just snow. All snow. It’s all snow.

Until one day, The mimic was wandering, talking to herself. But she heard another voice.. actually, she heard a group of voices.. She began to follow it into a corner of the forest, reaching out her hand, she saw static consume her hand before she clipped through an invisible wall.

She was free.

She had finally escaped.

The walls around her began to freeze, slowly consuming everything she touched. She walked through the different levels and winding turns, the snow followed her wherever she went. She couldn’t escape it.

The Mimic followed the corridors until she found herself in an infinite Swedish shopping complex. She began to freeze over it as well, until in front of her a girl fell from seemingly out of nowhere, into a shelf, collapsing onto the ground.

The girl laid there motionless, The Mimic cracked its neck towards the sound, stumbling forward, shuffling towards the girl before completely freezing. Its eyes locking onto something on the shelf behind the girl. The mimic seemed completely terrified of a bulbous stuffed teddy bear behind the girl.

The girl raised her head ever so slightly, looking between the mimic and the bear. She reached up and slowly squished the bears head, showing the mimic it wasn’t dangerous. The mimic still looked absolutely terrified.

“…pred..ator…. G..onna….e…at me…” The mimic squeaked out, she hadn’t talked in years. The girl, seemingly also having a voice that hadn’t spoken in a very long time replied. “No mouth, can’t.”

The mimic tilted its head before slowly petting the bear. The girl moved to the side so the mimic could sit down with her and the bear. The girl looked at the mimic with a kindness they hadn’t felt in a very long time.

The mimic stared deeply into the girl. Avoiding showing her face fully, as to not hurt her. It grabbed the girls wrist and began to freeze it. She needed to keep her, she needed to make her stay. The girl didn’t try and get away, being slightly suicidal already. She just calmly talked the mimic down.

“That’s rude.” The girl said. The mimic explained how this was the only way she could keep her. The girl moved away her hand and gently told the mimic that she would stay as long as she could. She didn’t need to keep her like that.

The mimic, did not like the uncertainty of this. But the girl didn’t run away from her and didn’t seem to look down upon her. So she simply froze the ground beneath her in anxiety. The girl began to ask questions about where exactly she was, what any of this was actually-

The mimic answered as best as she could without letting her emotions overtake her. She explained her purpose to the girl, how she was a mimic.

“What’s your name though?” The girl asked. The mimic seemed to shake her head in confusion, explaining that she didn’t have a name. Not for a long while anyways-

“Everyone has a name. It doesn’t have to be your real one. I have hundreds of names.” The girl said. The mimic stared at her for a few moments.. before softly saying.. “Ana…”

“My name is M. It’s nice to meet you, Ana.” M said, shaking Ana’s hand. The two of them now surviving this strange place together. The two of them began to explore around. M eventually was able to convince Ana to have her own outfit, despite a lot of protests from the mimic. M didn’t seem to care that she was a mimic at all, which surprised Ana.

The two of them traveled together, helping one another survive. Ana was able to help M clip through the walls into the next section of.. wherever they were. But.. unfortunately they didn’t land in a “NORMAL” part of the labyrinth, they landed on a stage. The two of them got forcibly separated, Ana then was standing before some kind of weird creature.

The creature welcomed her to the GREATEST GAMESHOW OF ALL TIME!!! Ana could win whatever her heart desired!! IF!! She could win!!! :) The creature extended a gloved hand to the mimic and asked her to make a deal.

Ana, naively, accepted. And for the next few weeks was trapped in an endless quiz show of questions she didn’t understand. M, eventually being able to outsmart the creature, found Ana. The creature attempted to make a deal with M, showing her greatest desires to her with its magic. However M was unphased and went behind the podium in order to help Ana.

Ana.. was getting… TIRED.. very very tired.. When the creature asked her another incomprehensible question, the floor began to freeze underneath her feet. And then the walls. The creature began to panic, mimics don’t normally have that strong of a power. The creature tried to convince the mimic to calm down but the sheer amount of power the mimic had scared the creature. The creature broke the deal and threw the two of them out into the void- to god knows where.

The two of them fell downwards into…somewhere completely incomprehensible… Ana had never seen this place before. There was nobody around.. It looked so distorted and glitched, it felt like they weren’t suppose to be there.

The mimic fell to her knees, next to M and began to cry. The ground freezing beneath her. “I..I’m sorry- I..I’m so sorry- th..is is all my fault-“

Ana grabbed her hair and began to pull on it violently. “I-I d don’t even knnoww wh ere w e are… I d donntt know how to get back..” The mimic began to shake violently.

M scanned the room for immediate threats before sitting crosslegged next to Ana. She pulled out what looked to be a hand carved flute and began playing some calming music.

Ana, paused seemingly entranced by the music, she very hesitantly crawled over to M, placing her head on her shoulder.

“I wish I could freeze you so you could stay with me forever.. But I can't do that anymore.. It’s.. “wrong”..” The mimic said sarcastically.

M lowered the flute from her lips. “...l have trouble staying in one place.. If I do go, it won't be on purpose though..” M paused “You're probably the best person l've met in months.”

Ana looked at her like she had two heads. “But I’m a mimic.. I’m not a real person.”

“You got emotions don't ya? I didn't say Human. I said person. Don't let assholes tell you what you are, they just don't want to admit they're being dicks to someone for no reason.” M said.

Ana began to tear up. “I don’t.. think I even count as a person.. I don’t even know who I am- I don’t know my name, I don’t know my favorite things- I don’t know anything..”

M went quiet for a moment. “I don’t know how old l am.. No one ever named me either.. It's pretty easy to feel like you don't exist when you're so busy surviving that you never have time to live.”

M put her arm around Ana, rubbing her shoulder. “Not knowing who you are is an AMAZING place to start a story, and that's all life is, right?”

The mimic smiled, snuggling into M’s side. “Yea.. I guess you're right..”

M looked around and sighed. “I really have no idea how to get us out of here.. This place is a sensory nightmare and I can't tell what's a threat and what's just.. an object.”

Ana tilted her head. “Hm.? Is this.. overwhelming for you..? I've.. never seen this floor.. but this is pretty normal for the hospital..”

M gripped Ana’s shoulder a bit tighter. “The colors are kind of too much and the lights are too bright. That does happen sometimes I guess, but here,, it's like, constant.. I can't help but feel that Nothing here can be described as "Normal"”

Ana paused for a moment. “Hmm.. What is it like where you're from then..?”

M thought. “It depends on where you are, I guess. I travel a lot. But nowhere l've seen is this.. Barren. I've been to cities where steel buildings reach up to a blue sky, where there are thousands of people rushing about caught up in their own lives. If you pick the right road and follow it though, it always leads to a green forest full of wild animals, squirrels and birds and all sorts of creatures filling the place with a feeling of life. Or rolling hills covered in golden wheat or tall corn that people have spent years tending. Everywhere is different, but even in deserts you know there's a feeling of life.”

M looked at Ana, smiling. “l used to love watching the sky at night. If you were in a city and climbed up to a rooftop you could see bright lights reflecting everywhere, silhouettes of buildings outlined in the night... Or lying in a field of grass and wildflowers with no one around for miles, listening to the bugs singing and finding constellations in the stars..”

“If you're far enough away from everything the sky seems a deeper black than you could imagine, with bright pricks of white light shining out against the dark. There's always the one that shines brighter than all the rest, and if you can find it you'll always be able to find your way. People find shapes in the stars and give them stories, too.. I always loved reading about those legends.”

“There's lots of bad things where I'm from. It's not always safe, and it's not perfect. But there were always these quiet moments that made it worthwhile if you'd stop and notice them... People would be cruel or kind, but most people just. Live.”

Ana seemed to stare in awe at M. “You're very lucky.. to have seen all that.. I.. don’t think I’ve seen anything close to that..” Ana paused. “Why did.. you "throw it away".? Did.. something happen..?”

“My mind wasn't a very good place for a while.. I lost someone important and made a lot of bad decisions. I still had people that cared about me.. I cared about them too, so goddamn much but-“ M scoffed. “Fuck... I dunno...”

“I always found another way.. that was what kept me going. When someone gives you two options it's because they really don't want you to do option three. But no one can run forever. I was tired. Hell, I'm still fuckin tired. And l've never been this trapped before.” M said.

Ana paused, looking at M. Before hesitantly grabbing her hands. The mimics hands were freezing, but it was almost comforting.. “I'm.. not good with words.. but I think I understand you.. I.. was alone.. for a very long time.. cold... and alone.. I.. was trapped.. and.. I just.. wanted everything to end.. But.. I escaped.. and- I promise I'll.. help you escape too.. I pinky promise..”

Ana smiled. “That's.. a very important gesture in my culture... fae stuff...”

M looked at Ana, before shaking and collapsing into Ana’s arms. Ignoring the cold. Silent tears were streaming down her face, Ana wrapped her arms around the girl. “I've got you... I promise.. We're friends now..”

M shakily pressed a small stone into Ana’s hand. The mimic looked at it in confusion, it had a name on it that she didn’t recognize. “Is this a gift..?”

M nodded. The mimic looked back at it in more confusion. “Whose.. name is that..?”

M tapped her own chest, Ana’s eyes shined with recognition, and she began to cry. “O h…”

Ana fashioned the stone into a necklace and put it around her neck, whispering her own true name into M’s ear.

“T h a n k you… [redacted]” Ana said, hugging her tighter. “I prom ise.. I’ll p rotect it..”

M in return fingerspelled. “Of course, [redacted]”

The two of them held eachother, both of them finally feeling safe, even if it was just for a moment. They spent the next few days attempting to find a way out of.. wherever they are.

M began to chat with Ana about her adventures and other stories on their way around this place. Ana tried her best to explain how this world works though even she didn’t know everything.

M told Ana of how she had been to this world before, and how after thinking about it.. She’s realizing that someone needs to stop this place at its source. That being Cultivator and Camilla. Ana chimed in with Daisy as well, but M seemed to be incredibly hesitant at the mention of that name.

“Well, there has to be a way out if Cultivator created this, right? Maybe we could go chat with the higher ups..” M said.

“CHAT? With them? You can’t be serious-“ Ana said, shaking her head. “The three of them are incredibly dangerous- none of them listen to reason-“

“They are our best shot at this. I mean, all of them are just people no matter what power they have.” M replied. “Everyone has something they care about, know? There's always a reason behind the methods, even if it is built in insanity.. There's gotta be a way to get through to them...”

Ana began to freeze the ground beneath her, and slowly began to panic. “You don’t understand- We.. we can’t- we just can’t-“

M slowed down a bit, putting her hand on Ana’s shoulder. “Why can’t we..?”

“I don’t want to be trapped again- I don’t want to go back there-“ Ana said, her breathing erratic.

“Trapped..?” M said, softly playing with Ana’s hair in an attempt to calm her down.

“She cut off my wings- She trapped me up there- I don’t- I can’t-“ M cut Ana off by pulling her into a hug.

“I.. deserved it- I’m.. dangerous- I- know I need to go back there- but I- just I can’t-“

“Sometimes... A lot more times than we should be dealing with.. Adults mean "I" instead of "We". And when they make a sacrifice.. often times they're not the ones giving something up. It's not okay. It should never happen.. But it happened to you, didn't it? Sometimes kids make mistakes, and are told they're naughty, or wrong, or sick, because of something they can't control.. And they get hurt because whatever adult should have been making sure they were safe or okay, in some way, didn't.. It's never because of the child.. it's a failing with the people who are supposed to make sure we're safe.” M said.

“It’s not your fault, Ana.” M squeezed tighter.

The mimic broke down crying in M’s arms, completely shattering. M promised her that she was going to fix this, that Ana wouldn’t have to live in fear like that again.

Ana and M made a camp and went to sleep.. When Ana awoke, M was gone.. It was like there was no trace of her left.. Ana was completely alone for a week, wondering what she had done wrong to make her disappear like that.. Until, one day Ana heard a familiar voice.

“Ugh, what is it this time..” The woman paused. “Wait.. I know this place.”

Ana looked at her with tears in her eyes, completely confused. “M…ouse..?”

“A-Ana?” In the soft sunlight it was easier to make her out now. Mouse was different than before. she seemed older, a few inches taller and there was laugh lines around her mouth. She seemed well-fed, pulling into contrast the thin scared thing she was before. the gloves she once wore are now silver gauntlets. She had a harness that seemed to have potions hanging from it, as well as a hatchet and dagger made of some strange metal. her dark hair falls down her back in a braid.

She smiled at Ana. “You haven’t changed a day.”

Ana reached up and grabbed Mouse, pulling her into a hug, her hands gripping into her as if she didn’t want to let go, ever. “Y-you, where did you go?? You've been gone for a week. I-“ She hiccuped. “thought something had happened to you.”

“A.. week huh..? I’m sorry I scared you. I guess I have some explaining to do huh?” She hugged Ana tighter. “I didn’t mean to leave you, I don’t have much of a choice it’s complicated.”

“I- thought I wasn’t able to save you. I..” Ana began to cry. “I don’t know what to do.. I don’t know how I’m going to fix this..”

Mouse’s grip tightens. “It shouldn’t be on you to save everyone. And it isn’t. I’m here now.”

“It's been a while for me. and that's a long story I can explain. But l've had a bit to think about this and I think we should go find the source. Someone, and i think we both know who, is corrupting this place. And I think it's time we got some answers.” Mouse said.

“..So we have to go and see them then..” Ana whispered. “..Fine then..”

The Cultivators Demise.

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More about me <3

This is an introduction to the creator of this account :)

I'm pretty new to Tumblr when it comes to posts, so bear with me please.

So, you can call me Kaishen (or whatever as long as it's friendly, i don't mind nicknames lol).

I use he/them pronounce.

In my free time I write a lot, like poems or stories. I also read a lot, digitally and traditionally.

I am a German that taught himself English, so it's not Perfect. I am currently learning a few Languages, like Japanese and Spanish.

I have a few (many) Hobbies, which include playing instruments(Saxophone, Piano, Ocarina, Kalimba and Guitar),

skating (rollerskates and skateboarding) and cycling,

Gaming,

Painting (digitally and traditionally)

And actually learning? like i'm a curious mf about greek mythology and demons and stuff.

I support LGBTQ+, as I am in the community myself as an pansexual poly transmasc person lmao. If you don't support or don't/can't accept, you can get off my page. No one's forcing you.

And I have a very huge sense of dark humor :)

(my personal opinion about myself literally is that in real life i'm kinda like levi but on the internet i'm like asmo- my friends approve.)

I don't know what else to say about me, but you can always ask things about me or this blog ♡

Now more to what i'm writing here!

I'll write things for both Obey me games!

I write Fanfics, headcanons, imagines or anything like that, preferably in NB!Mc or M!Mc, but F!Mc also is okay!

And i will probably write my opinions about stuff happening in the apps(like chats or anything) so be prepared for possible spoilers!

I write NSFW (excluding Luke, obviously) and SFW.

I am open for Fluff and Angst as well.

And for the Nsfw.. Don't shy away, everything's on the table. :)

I will write for the Brothers and (un)dateables! <3

I think that was it! I hope you'll have a good day, and if you have requests you can go ahead and tell me! I'm always open for requests and questions! <3

[mrsvercetti]

Hello! I’d like a FNAF: SB romantic mashup! I’m non-binary, asian and an ENFP, Im 4’7, black hair slightly dyed red and my Zodiac sign is Gemini and I’m the kind of self-reserved and anxious but get to know me more and you’ll see me as a chatterbox, though I do enjoy the quiet but feels awkward to me over time. I like to draw, play kalimba in my free time, and I enjoy horror and cartoon content. My love language is giving physical affection since (1/2)

I match you with...

Monty!

Listen, Monty ADORES you. Like to him, you are PERFECT. He doesn’t care what other people thinks about you. You are perfect for him.

Monty is an extrovert for sure and is filled with self esteem, confidence and the talent which makes people wonder why he fell for you. He honestly looks like the one who would totally judge someone and be an ass.

But really, he’s a sweetie and finds you adorable. He’s protective of you and definitely and would NOT hesitate to kill someone for you.

He loves to watch you play the kalimba and would be totally down to learn and play it with you. He wants you to be his tutor.

He loves to cuddle with you. You’re his personal teddy bear that he will cherish till the end of time.

He’s a lil’ bit worried about your sleep schedule. He knows how sleep will affect someone mentally and physically and would urge you to go to sleep early so you could feel energized the next day.

Conversations with you is something he’ll always enjoy and never get bored of. Your voice, your interests and your way of words is just enough for him to be all heart eyes on you.

Would definitely help you if you have trouble with anything. Whether if your feeling down mentally or having trouble doing you daily work, he’ll be by yourself and helping you out overcome the issue.

Would totally watch horror movies and cartoons with you. After performing a show in the pizzaplex, his favourite thing to do is to plop down on the bed with a big bowl of popcorn and watch either horror movies or cartoons with you.

When he’s having a trouble controlling his anger, he wants to hear your voice and wants your love. It will help him calm down and and think straight. It’s one of the greatest things that you have that makes you very special to him.

Your aesthetic???? Ooof he’s swooning over at you. You look so cute in those outfits and could look at you for hours straight on how perfect you look.

Because of you, he too got into plague doctor everything. Clothes, posters etc.

He’s not much of a drawer but would try to draw with you. Even if it’s super bad lol. Loves to look at your drawings and would support and compliment all of your drawings.

Okay, one thing about him is that he is a HUGE TEASE. Would make fun of your height. Like, dude is 7’1. You’re his little lamb.

He’s big on PDA so expect kisses here and there. He would randomly come up to you and give the longest kiss on the lips ever. He doesn’t care if you are having a conversation with someone. He loves you see you all flustered and blushy faced. It makes him melt.

He finds your stutter cute tbh. It’s just sooo adorable to him.

If you both are going anywhere together, he’ll hold your hand 24/7. If anyone is staring at you, he’ll have his arm around your waist to let them know that you are taken and would definitely give them a death stare.

Would talk about you to the other animatronics all the time. Everything about you, except private stuff.

Would totally be the type to write a song for you.

He’s also a huge charmer. His charm could melt you heart.

[tracingbackirises]

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Nickname: Ari Bear and Seewa

Sign: I'm partial to Keep Off The Grass

Height: 5'4 ish

Last thing I googled: staples print card stock

Song stuck in my head: Silent Night

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Amount of sleep: Varies, but lately I'm getting a decent 8-9 hours 😁

Dream job: Teaching

Wearing: black top, orange shorts

Movies/books that can summarize me: A Little Princess, Heidi, Sense and Sensibility

Favorite song: Does anyone honestly have a favorite song?

Favorite instrument: Really just depends. I think either a kalimba or violin

Aesthetic: soft grunge?

Favorite authors: Frances Hodgson Burnett, Jane Austen, Jerry Spinelli, Firoozeh Dumas

Random fun fact: I'm not part of the Witness Protection Program

Tagging: @sapphiremoonandstars

[my-chaos-radio-80-list]

Kalimba De Luna - Tony Esposito

Karma Chameleon - Culture Club

Kathy's Gone - Robin Gibb

Kiss Me - Stephen Duffy

Kokomo - The Beach Boys

Kyrie - Mr. Mister

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L.A. Goodbye - Secret Service

La Isla Bonita - Madonna

Lambada - Kaoma

Land Of Confusion - Genesis

Last Christmas - Wham! (Xmas)

Late At Night - Maywood

Lay Your Hands On Me - Thompson Twins

Leave Me Alone - Michael Jackson

Lean On Me - Club Nouveau

Legacy - The Art Of Noise

Lessons In Love - Level 42

Let's Dance - David Bowie

Let’s Hear It For The Boys - Deniece Williams

Life On Your Own - The Human League

Life's What You Make It - Talk Talk

Like A Virgin - Madonna

Lily Was Here - David Stewart feat. Candy Dulfer

Limousine - Hubert Kah

Little 15 - Depeche Mode

Little Girl - Sandra

Little Lies - Fleetwood Mac

Live Is Life - Opus

Live It Up - Mental As Anything

Live To Tell - Madonna

Live Together - Lisa Stansfield

Living In A Box - Living In A Box

Living In Another World - Talk Talk

Living On Video - Trans-X

Long & Lasting Love - Glenn Medeiros

Look Mama - Howard Jones

Losing My Mind - Liza Minelli

Lost Again - Yello

Lost In Your Eyes - Debbie Gibson

Love Bites - Def Leppard

Love Changes (Everything) - Climie Fisher

Love Comes Quickley - Pet Shop Boys

Love Is A Battlefield - Pat Benatar

Love Is A Shield - Camouflage

Love Is A Stranger - Eurythmics

Love Of The Common People - Paul Young

Love Somebody - Rick Springfield

Love Spy - Mike Mareen

Love Theme From Flashdance - Helen St. John

Love Train - Holly Johnson

Love Why - Century

Loverboy - Billy Ocean

Lovesong - The Cure

Loving You Is Sweeter Than Ever - Nick Kamen

Lucretia My Reflection - The Sisters Mercy

Luka - Suzanne Vega

Lullaby - The Cure

Lunatic - Gazebo

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Madonna's Eyes - Jennifer Rush

Magic - Olivia Newton-John

Major Tom (Coming Home) - Peter Schilling

Mama - Genesis

Manchild - Neneh Cherry

Manhattan - G'race 

Maniac - Michael Sembello

Mary's Prayer - Danny Wilson

Master And Servant - Depeche Mode

Mercedes Boy - Pebbles

Merry Christmas Everyone - Shakin’ Stevens (Xmas)

Midas Touch - Midnight Star

Midnight Man - Sandra

Mirror Mirror - Dollar

Missing You - Chris de Burgh

Money For Nothing - Dire Straits

Moonlight Shadow - Mike Oldfield

More Than I Can Bear - Matt Bianco

More Than Physical - Bananarama

More Than This - Roxy Music

Mountains - Prince And The Revolution

My Baby Just Cares For Me - Nina Simone

My Inner Voices - Two Of Us

My Oh My - Slade

[clbenvs3000f24]

Unit 07

It’s no doubt that both nature and music have strikingly comparable effects on the human mind, body, and soul. It has become evident through centuries of personal stories, cultural practices, and scientific data that these two are eternally intertwined.

When I think of finding music in nature, my mind immediately goes to my days spent in the UoG Arboretum, laying on a beach on Fire Island, and one specific moment during a school trip to France. Beyond these personal experiences, I can hear the sound of raindrops landing on the roof of my porch, leaves swaying back and forth with the wind, and the ambiance of buzzing of cicadas and chirping grasshoppers. My grandparents and I used to sit on the patio and listen to the calls of Chickadees and Blue Jays. I have a vivid memory of taking a dreadful 3-hour bus ride from Paris to Normandy in April of my senior year. My high school French class was visiting the American Cemetery and Memorial in Colleville-sur-Mer and I was sitting on the stone wall separating the memorial from the ocean. I remember closing my eyes and listening to the chorus of bird calls and the steady crashing waves. It sounded like a song, with a melody and beat dancing together harmoniously. It will be an experience and feeling I will never forget. I felt grounded in my natural element and enlightened by the impact this natural ballad had on my psyche. It was truly the most serene and content I’ve ever felt.

My view during this transcendental moment.

Similar to the stress-relieving and therapeutic effects the music of nature has on humans, music has been proven to boost creativity and eliminate stress (Mao, 2022). Throughout history, elements of nature have always been extremely popular and relevant in music. There are numerous classical pieces inspired by the sounds of nature among Antonio Vivaldi’s The Four Seasons and Beethoven’s Symphony No. 6, the Pastoral Symphony (1808). There are also studies comparing similarities between the rhythmic melodies, intervals, and tones of humpback whale calls and those of modern music (Stewart, 2014). The oldest known form of musical instrument is a Neanderthal Flute made out of the left thigh bone of a cave bear and dates back to 60,000 years ago (The National Museum of Slovenia).

Nature plays a substantial role in music created for relaxation, focus, and meditation. There are countless genres of music that are inspired by or utilize elements of nature, especially genres created with the intention of having a calming and soothing effect on listeners. Biomusic is a genre of music specifically curated from natural, non-human noises. Ambient music and lo-fi also commonly incorporate noises from the natural world, like ocean waves or rain. I am currently listening to lo-fi with Nightlight by Chill4st with melodies of kalimba, rain, and grasshoppers as I write this blog post.

One particular song that takes me back to a favourite memory of mine is Technicolour Beat by Oh Wonder. When I listen to this song, I hear the waves of the Atlantic Ocean washing up against this beach pictured above and seagulls harassing other beachgoers for food. The ocean has recently become my happy place. Growing up, I used to get overstimulated by how sticky and invasive the sand felt and how the sweat made my hair feel. Now I crave it. I love interacting with the crows, practicing tarot and journalling with my friends, and smelling the salt air. I can feel the hot July sun beating on my skin and hear the rustling of brush in the refreshing breeze. It sounded like the waves synced with the rhythm of the song. Despite the debilitating sunburn, that is one of my fondest memories of feeling immersed in the natural landscape around me.

My Crow friend.

References:

The National Museum of Slovenia. Neanderthal flute: The oldest musical instrument in the world. Collection Highlights - NMS. (n.d.). Www.nms.si. https://www.nms.si/en/collections/highlights/343-Neanderthal-flute

Mao, N. The Role of Music Therapy in the Emotional Regulation and Psychological Stress Relief of Employees in the Workplace. Journal of Healthcare Engineering. (2022). https://doi.org/10.1155/2022/4260904

Stewart, K. D. F., "The Essentialism of Music in Human Life and Its Roots in Nature" (2014). Senior Theses. 6. https://digitalcommons.linfield.edu/muscstud_theses/6

[glacier--freeze]

[ID: Two gifs of a clear kalimba with bear ears being played. Shallow water over sand can be seen through it. End ID.]

https://twitter.com/shryma/status/1210166519352700929

[swldx]

FEBA Radio Sama 1753 17 Feb 2024

15510Khz 1748 17 FEB 2024 - FEBA RADIO SAMA (UNITED KINGDOM) in TIGRE from WOOFFERTON. SINPO = 55233. ?African Language? male announcer interviews male. @1749z short musical interlude played on kalimba, interview continues. Backyard fence antenna w/MFJ-1020C active antenna (used as a preamplifier/preselector), Etón e1XM. 250kW, beamAz 128°, bearing 47°. Received at Plymouth, United States, 6312KM from transmitter at Woofferton. Local time: 1148.

[marcodianese]

Listen/purchase: Kalimba by Spooky And The Bear

[rainbowxocs]

Name: Immanuel Ansley.

Special Titles: Lord Immanuel.

Username: confusedweasel

Age: 24.

Pronouns: They/Them

Sexuality: Asexual, Panromantic.

Gender: Nonbinary.

Species: Hybrid (Christ)

Disorders: Compulsive Lying OCD, CPTSD, Autism, Anxiety.

Religion: Atheist.

Job: None.

Lives in: West Virginia, America, 2034.

Languages: English, Heavenly. + Most Languages.

Height: 5’2”

Race: Middle Eastern.

Ethnicity: Heavenly, Jewish.

Accent: Slightly Off, Cheery.

Powers: Shapeshifting, Zero Gravity, Teleporting, Healing, Walking on Water, Exorcisms, Necromancy, Summoning, Changing Objects, Controlling Plants/Nature, Controlling the Weather, Dimension Creation, Flight, Hypnosis.

Weapons: Holy Knife.

Alignment: Chaotic Good.

Text Color: Black, Blue when Lying.

Main Animal: Ferret.

Main Hobbies: Sculpting, Foraging, Mycology, Playing Pretend, Kalimba, Piano, Flower Arranging.

Diet: Carnivorous.

Favorite Drinks: Apple Juice, Hot Chocolate, Peppermint Tea.

Favorite Meals: Octopus Hotdogs, Meat Lovers Pizza, Burritos, Tuna Eyeballs, Sashimi, Breadsticks, Lucky Charms, Chicken Nuggets.

Favorite Candy: Lollipops, Pixie Sticks.

Favorite Desserts: Gingerbread Cookies, Cherry Bonemarrow Icecream, Blueberry Icecream.

Favorite Flower: Butterwort, Dandelions.

Scent: Rain, Moss, Vanilla.

Handedness: Left Handed.

Blood Color: Gold.

Birthday: October 31st 2009. (Scorpio.)

Awareness: Not Aware. (Effect: None.)

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: They know how to kill a wide variety of species. :)

Special Interests: Mushrooms, Minecraft, Sculpting.

Stims: Spinning, Dancing, Singing, Handflapping, Pressure Stims, Acupressure Rings, Soft Things.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

Comfort Objects: Old Teddy Bear.

In Game:

Minecraft Skin: LINK

Family:

God. (Creator.)

Lucifer Morningstar, The Traveler. (Estranged Siblings.)

Alexander Leverett (Adoptive Brother.)

Michael Ansley (Adoptive Brother, Nephew Technically.)

Samuel Coleman (Adoptive Uncle.)

Micah Coleman (Adoptive Uncle.)

Pets:

Mycena Amicta (Panda Ferret)

Breadstick (Blaze Ferret)

Brief Personality: It’s hard to fully pinpoint Immanuel’s personality, when they don’t know someone they will change their personality on a whim, becoming whatever the other person wants them to be. However once you get closer to them you can start to see the true them underneath all of that. A creative, socially awkward, dork.

Brief Backstory: Immanuel was born to kill. That is their purpose according to heaven. Their goal from the moment they were made was to kill the Antichrist by any means necessary. And Immanuel became a perfect killing machine, cold, calculating, being able to manipulate anyone who got in their way. They were punished and trained relentlessly throughout their entire childhood.

However, Heaven didn’t take into account what would happen when Immanuel was able to step out into the world and see what it’s really like. Less destruction at every corner and more beautiful. And when Immanuel met Michael it was even more of a shock to him that Michael was not a soul sucking evil monster but just, a guy.

Immanuel was able to escape from heavens grasp and began to heal and grow with their new family.

[starberry-cupcake]

Don't judge me too hard, I'm a beginner but this is me attempting Lemon by Yonezu Kenshi :') to compensate I have tiny lemon wedges on my nails but idk if you can see them lol

[rosegroveyard]

Night was always better than day if you asked the animals in the forest. Why was it better? The animals were always asked that question, and they always responded by saying that it was a better atmosphere to party. So as night began to fall over the countryside every animal began to get prepared.

The frogs got their banjo's and harmonica's and with a loud ribit the show had begun.

The mice and rats brought delicious snacks.

The bears brought nice jams and honey.

The foxes, coyotes, and cougars came with nice decorations and party streamers.

The otters brought along maracas and clam shells.

The wolves synced their howls to the frogs music.

The fishes did fantastic synchronized swims. The Catfishes, Blue gills, and Bass struck awe into everyone.

The racoons told jokes and did stand up comedy for the rest of the night.

The opssums played a nice tune on the kalimba, and the rather introverted mountain lions played the flute.

The wolverines sat in the back chewing on bones, choosing not to get into a fight (was recommended to do so by their therapist)

The deers did beautiful dances and the moose did jigs with the stags.

The rabbits, hares and bunnies flipped and flopped around with joy.

Even with all this loud noise the owl still read bedtime stories to her small babies in the nest.

The barn cats wistfully listened as they drifted to sleep, The old beagle sat next to them.

The fire flies dotted the night sky with their pretty lights.

Then a smelly skunk walked in. Everyone went silent.

"Can I join?" He asked innocently.

Everyone looked at each other, smiled and begun to laugh.

"Of course silly! Why would we have a forest party and not invite the skunk?" The bear said.

"Come join us as we dance!" Said the bunnies.

And the skunk did. The animals celebrated all night.

Though someone may be different, you shouldn't judge just by a look, or a wiff.

[ask-the-dolldrops]

For kalimbas, if you want a muted sound, look for acrylic, solid kalimbas. They're naturally quieter. If you want louder, more resonant sound, a hollow wooden one is what you want. You can also tune them with a hammer if they don't hit the right keys you want so, in theory, you can play anything on them.

I'd also recommend note stickers to help keep track of the keys. Most kalimba tabs are numbers or letters and it's hard to read them right off the bat in my experience.

I have one of each, with the acrylic being clear with bear ears and the wooden one just a bit bigger. Acrylic is heavier though, so I guess watch for that if weight is an issue.

🌙: *takes notes in awe*

[pgrdorms]

[flowers anon] Ahaha, again I come bearing with a request ; ; Though it's a little more vague this time, I guess? The boys + music/songs with the commandant. Are they the sort to bring the commandant to concerts? Serenade them? Teach them music or learn an instrument together? Sing duets? Gift them with albums? What genre are they associated with? Go wild with the ideas pls, thank you! :)

Heyy flower anon! maan I listened to so much music and I discovered some bangers too so that was fun.

PGR bois and music/instruments

Chrome | Lee | Kamui | Wanshi | Watanabe

SFW | bit of fluff

Chrome

Would take you to an orchestra concert FOR SUUURE

I also see him as the type to play violin, he likes inviting you to watch him play, it motivated him more to perfect songs whenever he sees your reaction

Is a bit too shy to sing in front of you, but sometimes you catch him humming a tune to himself

Likes music with instrumentals in it, bit of sad songs too, anything he could slow dance with you to

Type of music he would listen to

Lee

Sometimes he likes the blast music alone in his lab as he works on his robots

So he will need something fast paced and gets him pumping/motivated to work hard (probably edm)

While he understands the concept and logic behind learning an instrument, practicing it is a much different story (basically he sucks at instruments)

The only thing he can play is a mixer, since it's so similar to tuning/customising machinery, he has more ease learning it

Type of music he'd listen to

People wonder if he's having a rave inside

Kamui

Also listens to some energetic music, likes songs that put him in a happy mood, and songs he can sing easily to

He would have a natural talent for the drums, making fast and complicated beats easily

Would also play that one Japanese drum game (forgot what it's called)

Kamui would sing with you, doesn't matter if you're both terrible or talented at singing, he's taking you dancing to the music around the room singing

Type of music he'd listen to

Watanabe

Likes a bit more mellow, slow songs that help him relax

But doesn't mind the occasional smooth jazz

I reckon he would play a kalimba, its small and portable, easy enough to play

Anytime he needs to relax he'd just pull it out and play some notes

Is a bit shy playing it in front of you since it seems so out of character for him

type of music he'd listen to

Wanshi/Banji

whale sounds

Also likes mellow songs, things you'd listen to on a cosy afternoon sleeping in

Not many people know but Wanshi is quite talented with piano

He just doesn't play often

If you ask nicely he can teach you the basics

Wanshi's elegant fingers over yours :3

type of music he'd listen to

my bad i forgot to add watanabe before but now he is here!!!

[annycatworld]

17 Keys Portable Thumb Piano Kalimba High Quality Whole Single Board Cat/Bear Face Black Walnut Mbira with Tuning Hammer