#nightmare : main verse.

[cosmicquill]

I'm always like "Oh yeah the Nightmare Times are some of my favourite content Starkid has ever put out, but they're fun additional stories and not necessarily essential for people to watch if they're into the Hatchetfield musicals." And then I think about CCRP's future or Homeless Man or Pete's brother or Miss Holloway and I'm like OH MY GOD THEY DON'T KNOW. THEY DON'T KNOW. THEY LACK CRITICAL INFORMATION. THEY DON'T--

[accultant]

thinking about iago as a companion ever since I saw puck's recruitment

You can find Iago at the last light inn after the Marcus fight, regardless of if Isobel is taken or not (though, they will congratulate the heroes and buy them a round of drinks if Last Light is saved). They will pose as another refugee and there is a passive perception check to see if you can recall seeing them before. On a fail, you get a headache from studying their face too hard.

You can also find Iago in Moonrise Towers before the Marcus fight where they are throwing a shriveled tadpole for Steelclaw to play fetch with. Trying to initiate dialogue with them here will generate a random excuse as to why they are "busy," leave the conversation, and they'll be unapproachable after that point. They will still meet you again after the Marcus fight, but pretend not to recall ever meeting you before and double down on the refugee claim.

You'll be able to actually recruit them in the first combat you get into after this encounter, in which they will aid you, having followed your party. They'll ask to join in order to help stop the absolute and to find someone they've lost.

If you do not recruit Iago here or if you never initiate the fight with Marcus, you will find their body discarded behind the altar when you confront Orin at the Bhaal Temple. From them, you can loot a tooth earring and a letter to their brother that is too bloodied to read.

[kitxkatrp]

Runs over to Slendy. "The kids found all the easter eggs! It was so cute!" Of course they did. Their kids were very intelligent.

He's gonna pat her down because she really shouldn't be running in her condition, but once he's certain that she's okay he's going to sweep her off her feet and deposit her in a chair with his tendrils.

"...Fun?" He asks, patting her face as well.

[hickeyed]

@thethndr this old geezers gone hog wild / continued.

the sudden shift in reverse caused the old man to slide down onto the hood itself, and he clung to it, staring back at the car. as if entirely unfazed by the fact the car was moving - and by the fact, you know, the car is a sentimental being, he simply lets out a laugh in response.

" HEH HEH HEH ! YA CAN'T GET RID OF ME THAT EASY! I'VE DONE THIS BEFORE ! I'M ABOUT AS FLEXIBLE AS ONE O'THEM PRETZELS YA GET AT THE COUNTY FAIR ! "

[muraenide]

As Jade passes by on his way to explore more of the creepy town, Leona 'accidentally' tugs on the other's coat tail with just enough force to at least slow the other's stride. Oops~ :3c

Nightmare Before Christmas // @jinanreona

Surely Leona didn't think that there wouldn't be repercussions to messing around with him? As a Moray Eel and a master of ambush himself, he saw the tattletale paw reaching for his tailcoat before it could ever physically touch him. Suppose Leona was simply searching for an opportunity to entertain himself while not having to interact with the townspeople of Halloween Town (whether he was weirded out by them, or simply refused to take risks, Jade found it hilarious — the unpredictability of life was exactly the thing that made it interesting, and personally, Jade would never give up the chance to explore every nook and cranny of the unknown).

But he supposes he could provide his fellow student an unforgettable night, just as he so desired the moment he reached out to tug at his tailcoat.

His lips brushed over Leona's just as he conveniently 'tripped' over a pebble and feigned supporting himself with his arms around Leona's waist, but before the Housewarden could rattle his pea brain over what had occurred, Jade disappeared down the winding and fading roads of Halloween Town, a light-hearted laughter almost as ghastly as an echo trailing behind him.

[erineverly]

❝   ladies  and  gentlemen,  the  captain  has  turned  on  the  seatbelt  sign  as  we  make  our  final  approach  to  the  indianapolis  airport.  please,  make  sure  your  seat  backs  and  tray-tables  are  in  their  full,  upright  position.  your  carry-on  luggage  must  be  stowed  underneath  the  seat  in  front  of  you.  the  local  time  is  nine  thirteen  in  the  morning,  and  the  temperature  is  a  chilly  thirty-six  degrees  with  light  snow.  thank  you  for  flying  united  airlines  and  happy  thanksgiving,   ❞   one  of  the  flight  attendants  heralds  over  the  intercom  as  the  plane  begins  to  descend  slowly  out  of  the  clouds.  her  gentle  voice  combined  with  the  customary  ding  of  the  seatbelt  sign  illuminating  quickly  pulls  erin’s  attention  from  the  colorful  magazine  that  she’s  been  reading.  she  closes  it  almost  instantly  and  slips  it  into  the  seat  pocket  in  front  of  her,  her  eyes  lighting  up  with  happiness  and  excitement  as  she  can  barely  wait  to  be  home.

far  below,  there’s  acres  and  acres  of  fields,  lightly  dusted  with  snow,  and  small  dark  dots  and  swirls  that  after  a  moment  reveal  themselves  as  houses  and  roads.  it  looks  so  beautiful,  erin  thinks  to  herself  before  turning  her  head  to  the  side  to  smile  at  the  older  redhead.   ❝   axl?   ❞   she  whispers,  instinctively  reaching  for  one  of  her  husband’s  hands  as  she  wants  to  cling  to  him  in  one  way  or  another  when  they  touch  down.  she’s  never  truly  managed  to  overcome  her  fear  of  flying,  but  now  seated  in  the  middle,  between  her  boys,  with  axl  on  her  right  in  the  aisle  seat  and  sebastian  beside  the  window,  erin  does  feel  somewhat  safe…  or  rather  less  nervous  than  usual.   ❝   you  have  to  put  your  seatbelt  on,  honey,   ❞   she  coos  in  a  sing-song  voice,  unable  to  disguise  her  giddiness  as  her  fingers  squeeze  his  own.  this  is  undoubtedly  the  happiest  she’s  ever  been.  a  warm  smile  tugging  at  her  lips  as  she  glances  at  her  son,  sleeping  soundly  with  his  head  in  her  lap.  her  scarf  turned  into  a  makeshift  pillow.   ❝   gosh,  i  hate  to  be  the  one  to  wake  him  up.  he  looks  like  a  little  angel.  our  baby  boy.   ❞   murmuring  softly  as  she  affectionately  caresses  her  son’s  cheek,  she  knows  how  much  he  dislikes  being  stirred  awake  so  she  makes  sure  to  be  extra  loving  during  the  process.

❝   little  love.  wake  up,  little  love,   ❞   erin  whispers,  dark  curls  tickling  his  face  as  she  leans  in  to  plant  a  soft  kiss  on  his  shoulder.   ❝   wake  up  and  look  where  we  are.   ❞   the  plane  banks  a  little  and  continues  its  descent,  the  silhouettes  of  the  buildings  more  define  now,  fields  replaced  by  urban  architecture,  the  lights  of  I-70  shimmering.  after  a  moment,  the  landing  gear  comes  to  life  with  a  low  hum.   ❝   and  guess  what?  it’s  snowing.   ❞   she  has  a  feeling  today  is  going  to  be  the  best  day  of  her  son’s  life,  with  two  of  his  dreams  coming  true  —  celebrating  thanksgiving  with  mamaw  in  his  favorite  place  and  learning  he’s  to  be  a  big  brother.  she  still  can’t  believe  it’s  happening  to  them,  after  such  a  long  time  of  doubt  and  fear.  sebastian  is  going  to  be  over  the  moon.  after  all,  he’s  been  asking  for  a  baby  sister  for  quite  some  time.   ❝   wake  up,  bubby.  you  have  to  hold  elmo  real  tight  ‘cause  we’re  about  to  land.   ❞ 

@rcsechild

[hcrlastescape]

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[galaxofmuses]

"....Mental Note. Make more Koopa Spaces."

[pumpkinstabs-moving]

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

What Does Your Muse Smell Like?  michael is very sensitive to strong,  fake fragrances and is typically not a fan of colognes or perfumes for that same reason.  he doesn’t wear any cologne but he does wear deodorant and showers once or twice a day.  most of the time he will smell like coconut oil because his shampoo, conditioner and soap all have that ingredient.  when he starts working as a custodian he will smell like cleaning products as well,  but coconut and tree oil are the most prominent.  also weed. 

What Do Your Muse’s Hands Feel Like?  he’s got rough,  dry hands.  lotion wasn’t exactly a priority to give to patients during his time at pennhurst,  and the winters have always been cold and dry.  he also lifts weights so that’s caused some callouses,  and with how many cleaning chemicals he uses at his job and all the scrubbing/mopping/sweeping,  his hands get a bit worse.  big and rough and not gentle at all...  though he tries to be gentle w people he cares about!

What Does Your Muse Usually Eat In A Day?  michael has a terrible,  unhealthy diet,  which is surprising considering how fit his body is.  in his defense,  the last time he had a home-cooked meal he was six,  and then from the ages of six to fifteen he just ate whatever food was given to him in pennhurst.  pudding,  suspicious looking meat loaf,  milk and juice,  frozen veggies.  after beginning to live on his own,  he started eating out every single day.  fast food three,  four times a day,  and an excessive amount of junk food.  candies especially,  because he’s always craving sugar.  he does not eat healthy AT ALL and has the appetite of a growing teenage boy even though he is very much done growing.  

Does Your Muse Have A Good Singing Voice?  michael has never sung ever,  because...  he does not listen to music,  not really.  so he’s never had the urge to sing.  he has a nice voice but he talks too softly/quietly for him to be considered a good singer,  so...  no.

Does Your Muse Have Any Bad Habits Or Nervous Ticks? bad habits...  well,  the junk food eating is definitely one of them.  he also is an obsessive watcher with people,  something that has deemed him a stalker throughout his high school years.  it’s not really a “bad habit” but it is a habit--  michael smokes weed a lot,  but hey,  it’s better than having to take the super strong medications given to him by pennhurst.  as for nervous ticks,  even with his autism,  michael is a very still person and does not express his anxiety.  he’s incredibly difficult to read and is just...  incredibly stiff and does not make it clear when things or people are bothering him.  the most he does is shove his hands into the pockets of his sweater and fidget with his fingers,  but that’s really it

What Does Your Muse Usually Look Like/Wear?  during his high school years,  michael wears a lot of black.  band shirts of bands he doesn’t listen to,  chains and boots and jeans.  after dropping out and becoming more comfortable with himself,  he starts wearing loose hoodies and plain t-shirts,  pastel colors or plain white.  sweatpants or loose jeans.  lots and lots of sweaters and when he starts working he’s seen in his custodial jumpsuit like 90% of the time bc it’s comfy.  he wears big headphones a lot though there’s never any music playing,  it’s just to block out the loudness of the outside.  floofy brown curls that always sway over his forehead too <3

Is Your Muse Affectionate? How So? he is not affectionate at all until he gets shown affection constantly.  michael spent nearly a decade under heavy observation and heavily medicated and the last time he was embraced or kissed anywhere was when he was six.  he feels extremely awkward and uncomfortable with the concept of affection and cannot fathom anyone wanting to be physical with him in any possible way.  he’s the type to pull away from hand touches or hugs until he really,  really warms up to the person,  but if he has a crush on someone he will crave affection,  even though he doesn’t know it’s what he wants.  if he is close with someone though,  he will initiate affection sometimes,  though he still usually waits for the other person to make the first move.  he is,  however,  a huge weakling for sleeping together with someone he loves,  in the sense of them sharing a bed and cuddling or just being close to each other while they sleep.  he also remembers dates and information of the people he cares about.  will never forget an anniversary,  a birthday,  their favorite color or favorite food,  what they dislike,  etc.  

What Position Does Your Muse Sleep In?  if sleeping alone,  michael sleeps on his back with his arms to his side and does not move at all the entire night.  he’s got that corpse stiffness syndrome lmaoooooooo

Could You Hear Your Muse In The Hallway From Another Room? absolutely not.  people can’t even hear michael when they’re standing face to face with him because of how quiet he is.  not just verbally,  but even for his massive size,  he moves extremely quietly.

[nekrotopia]

bullfrog tags

visage (nature's gifts set on display)

about (products of rough neighborhoods)

aesthetic (hypnotized by fireflies that glow in the dark)

musings (the quickness of our haste)

headcanons (just your typical prototype)

crack ("that's a fucking frog.")

music (make an end to this sad sad song)

wishlist (dreams become nightmares)

main verse (dawning of a new era)

[kitxkatrp]

A L W A Y S W A T C H I N G.

[vhvrs]

i think i have realized the reason im nuts for eddeddy rn is bc its like what i was projecting onto vkjc but for real <- it still isnt

[ensuists]

@fatestouch ✯ s.c.

❝ Shiiiit, where the fuck did I put my wallet. ❞ The question is asked with a tone of OBVIOUS frustration as Takeshi repeatedly checks his front and back pockets, groaning in annoyance as he realizes it's nowhere to be found. ❝ I bet that asshole swiped it from me when I was comin' in, that fucking troll--oh, hey, buy this drink for me, would ya?? I'll get ya back somehow. ❞ Someday.

[korinthiakos]

Inspired by this. ( Thanks to Bee for showing me this-- ) I now am considered the importance of certain feelings for the Corinthian and how likely they increased. It depends on the person-- the relationship, etc. But if it's soon to be a high kind of relationship. ( Where loyalty is important in some cases. Murdering for you, etc. ) There will always be that dark side in the Corinthian no matter what. Relationships won't dull him down. ( Though it depends on the verses too ) But I feel like, at some point, the Corinthian will steal something of yours-- mostly an article of clothing, for the sake of the scent. Just pushing his nose in, smelling it and then feeling overwhelmed with the feelings towards that someone that has managed to make the Corinthian sink in his own unfamiliar feelings. ( Unfamiliar until the Corinthian finds a name for them, or perhaps already has and is trying to deny certain things like: Love. )

[chaosmultiverse]

@volucerrubidus count from the source

"Well when I mix people up I greet them like that, anyway-" Klarion's hands stopped glowing as he lowered them.

"Either way I hope you take no offence, that was meant for Zach, he borrowed a book I 'borrowed' and now I'm close to Uncle Jason realizing that I have been breaking in again."

[supager]

@shelassos liked x for a starter!

"what are you talking about? i don't need a full nights sleep, all i need to do is sleep for an hour or two, drink like---" he shrugged as he thought. "i dunno, five red bulls and i'm ready to go for the day?"