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((I’m SO sorry, I went on another SUPER UBER LONG hiatus, but!!! It’ll be over soon. I hope. Until another huge assignment gets sprung on me. That is to say, for better or for worse, the work that’s had be swamped is due tonight, so hopefully I’ll be back in business sometime this week. I am soooo sorry this has taken me so long, and I thank you all for your patience!!))
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[hero] , [schedule]
Send a word.
[hero] - Who is someone they look up to?
If you were to ask him this question, he’d probably answer someone like Benjamin Franklin, or Teddy Roosevelt, citing their charisma, and ability to be such a successful jack of all trades. It’s true- he has admired both figures since he was a kid, but in truth he looks up to nobody more than his own twin sister. She seems to poses all the qualities he lacks. She’s tactful, and perceptive- able to see right through people, and spot lies before they can even reach her ears. She’s empathetic, and kind without those traits ever making her vulnerable. It may seem like Alfred does nothing but argue with her, but don’t be fooled; she’s the person he aspires to be (he’ll die before he admits it, though).
[schedule] - What is their daily schedule like?
HAVE HIS?? VAGUE (and short) MORNING ROUTINE INSTEAD, BECAUSE I HAve no idea how to piece together a whole day
7:00AM-ish is wake up time! Alf’s an early riser with an internal alarm clock that goes off at the same time every day, without fail.
He’ll then bumble around a bit as a grumpy zombie, trying not to wake any of his roommates up, before he goes to pour himself some coffee. God knows he wouldn’t make it through the day without a good amount of caffeine flowing through his system. Then comes cereal (you bet your ass its lucky charms, or cookie crisp. None of that ☆Healthy Whole Wheat Oats and Shitberries™☆ crap in this household.)
Then he’ll go for a run with Untitled_dog.png, or do something else for ??? exercise. He’ll also have to feed said doggy no-name.
Shit, man, that’s all the scheduling I’ve got in me. I tried.
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[promise]
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[promise] - What was the last promise they made?
“I’ll visit in a couple of weeks-- ... alright, alright, this Saturday- Yes, I promise. Uh-huh. Tell Mom I said hi. Bye, Amy.”
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[wish] - Three wishes they would make.
1. First thing’s first, he’d wish to know if aliens are real, and/or among us- and if so, can he high-five one???
2. Super powers- give them to him. Let him throw cars- OOH, OR FLY. TO SPACE. Please.
3. That people would be as well meaning as he perceives them to be
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Send a word.
[cloud] - What does your character see in the clouds?
[poetry] - Does your character like poetry?
[vehicle] - Would your character rather have a boat, a plane, or a car?
[dance] - What song gets your character up and dancing?
[food] - What food does your character usually have for breakfast?
[dream] - “What is a common dream they have?
[animal] - What animal are they most like?
[friend] - Who is your character’s best friend?
[letter] - Three favorite things that start with [choose a letter].
[sugar] - What’s their favorite way to be sweet?
[fear] - Three things they are fearful of.
[shopping] - What is their shopping list like right now?
[drink] - Coffee or tea?
[tears] - What is a movie that makes them cry?
[alarm] - Does your character have an alarm set? Why?
[song] - Five songs your character is listening to right now.
[phone] - Last text your character received and sent.
[recipe] - What is something they can cook well?
[hero] - Who is someone they look up to?
[wardrobe] - What is your character wearing right now?
[promise] - What was the last promise they made?
[color] - What color scheme does your character relate to?
[cliche] - Three cliches that describe your character.
[complain] - Three complaints your character has.
[gratitude] - What are they thankful for?
[cartoon] - If they watch cartoons, what is their favorite?
[time travel] - Where would they go if they could time travel?
[schedule] - What is their daily schedule like?
[lies] - Two lies and one truth about your character.
[network] - Use a generator to make a mock social network page.
[wish] - Three wishes they would make.
[interview] - What would your character be like on a job interview?
[unsent] - Write an unsent letter to someone your character knows.
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Update on that last update
[says I may be back tomorrow, but not yet]
[Immediately replies to all my RPs]
Guess this means I’m no longer hiatus-ing.
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”Ah- Well, that’s a relief. “ His lips quirked into a smile- clearly dulled by fatigue, but retaining its lopsided charm. “Still, sorry my little ‘nap’ lasted long enough to worry you, and uh- oh.”
He quickly fixed his glasses, now returned to their rightful place. Well, this encounter just got all the more embarrassing. Nice job, Al, really selling that whole “hot mess” thing you’ve got going on.
“Thanks.” He breathed out a quick laugh, hoping it would elevate some of the awkwardness. “And, yeah. I didn’t exactly come here for the comfy stools.-” he gestured to the two empty cups on his counter “- Only so much caffeine can do for 40-something hours of no sleep.”
[ Has evidently decided that a starbucks booth is a a WONDERFUL place to take a nap. He’s been like this for around 20 minutes, slumped over, face nestled in his arms. Cozy.]
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[lets out a quiet groan at the rather abrupt awakening. Funny, he didn’t intend to fall asleep here. Just to put his head down for a couple of seconds. Clearly it had stayed down for a couple too many, but- wait, hasn’t he heard that voice before?]
ugh. Thanks for the concern- and for the wakeup- but I think I’m all good. Also, uh, do I happen to know you? You sound really-
[Lifts his head, giving it a quick shake as if he could fling the exhaustion straight from his eyes and into no-longer-an-issue-land. Yeah, he wishes- and while he’s busy wishing for that, he’d better start wishing for better eyesight, because his glasses seem to have vanished in his moment of rest. Great. Still, he doesn’t need his glasses (which, by the way, are on his head) to put together who woke him up.]
Oh!- Hey, aren’t you that guy from the train?
[ Has evidently decided that a starbucks booth is a a WONDERFUL place to take a nap. He’s been like this for around 20 minutes, slumped over, face nestled in his arms. Cozy.]
#rp#SORRY THIS WAS SO#OBNOXIOUSLY LONG IN COMPARISON TO YOURS#THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT#NO PRESSURE TO. MAKE YOURS LONG TO#I WAS JUST BEING DUMB
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[Puts on a smile of equal size, unconsciously running a hand through his hair- as if that did anything to neaten it.]
As if I’d bail on you. [He gave a quick laugh, strolling through the doorway.] Nice building you live in. Doorman was clonked out at his desk, though.
[He gave the apartment a quick once over. It was cozy- larger than Alfred’s, despite fewer residents, and god compared to his it’s downright spotless! A couple papers here and there, but who could fault anybody on that? ]
So, have you called in the food yet, or are we skipping right past that?
[He poked a bit of fun, eyebrow wiggle marking the joke clearly enough for anyone to catch]
[Cue the doorbell ringing again]
...Guess that answers my question.
Sounds good. See you there! [; )]
[Looks up from his phone at the elevator’s ding, and slips in the device back into his jacket. As he steps out into the hallway, he can��t help but note, for maybe the third time since he’s entered how much nicer this apartment building is than his own. Even with the standard bland wallpaper, and dull-toned carpet, the little touches of decor, comfy chairs and the sheer cleanliness add an air of luxury that his own halls completely lack. But then again, Daniel’s an actor, singer AND model (damn that handsome, talented bastard), so it doesn’t exactly come as a shock that his place is a bit nicer than that of a college grad with 3 roommates, one dog, and a job as a pizza delivery guy. ]
[ Makes his way down the hallway in what he hopes is the right direction, his eyes scanning the doors as he passes. 15a… 156…15c…15d– ah, here it is. 15e. Damn, even the room number fonts are better.]
[Presses his finger against the buzzer, tucks his hands into his pockets, and waits.]
#rp#THIS IS SO LATE#S O LATE#ALSO [shamelessly uses icon for the second time in the same rp. sue me.]
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Alfred raised a hand to his mouth, feeling the warmth of his breath brush over his fingers as he let out an EXCESSIVELY loud yawn. Even his (still un-named) puppy looked towards him at the sound, and he could almost see- oh COME ON, isn’t it supposed to be spring by now!? How can he STILL see his breath at this time of year!? He supposes such a thing isn’t unusual at this time of night, no matter what month it is, but god damn it, he needs something else to be annoyed at after being forced out his own apartment in the middle of the goddamn night because of some stupid, lasagna-induced argument between his roommates. What else can he do besides 1. get pissed off at anything, and everything, or 2. find some miraculous pick-me-up to distract himself with.
The latter option came in the form of a buzz. ‘Huh, that wrong number decided to text me back.’, he thought, flicking open the notification. That was sweet of them-
[TEXT: I’m way ahead of you lol. Nothing like a nice 1am stroll through the park. This guy needed a walk anyway.]
[TEXT: [a photo of his puppy happily rolling in some grass] ]
Congratulations, Alfred, you’ve run out of friends to show off your (ILLEGALLY ADORABLE) dog to, so now you’ve resorted to complete strangers.
[TEXT: I am going 2 commit murder]
[TEXT: [A picture is inserted below, depicting what looks like a spilled platter of lasagna]
[TEXT: Ur gf is drunk af she’s crying in the corner abt the food when the fuck r u coming back im gonna just leave this is a mess]
[TEXT: oh. shit. wrong number, lol. Fuck, sorry, ignore all of that]
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At first, there was no response. No movement, no nothing; however, after a couple long moments of silence, some smothered speech managed to escape the leather sleeves that they were spoken into. Now- this isn’t to say it was understandable. In fact, Sakura would have had to hold her ear almost against the source to even get a chance at untangling the mumblings, syllable from muffled syllable. If she listened very closely she might have been able to make out something akin to “ I’m alright, just tired”, but otherwise she had nothing but the assurance that Alfred was definitely alive (no need to dial 911 so far. Cross that off the list of possible ways to add some drama to this otherwise boring afternoon.)
[ Has evidently decided that a starbucks booth is a a WONDERFUL place to take a nap. He’s been like this for around 20 minutes, slumped over, face nestled in his arms. Cozy.]
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Update!
I still have a shit ton of work, but I’ll hopefully be able to start rp’ing again by tomorrow!! Sorry for the hiatus, school is dumb, and all that!
#updates from the mun#IF IT TURNS OUT THAT I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TOMORROW#TO ACTUALLY SIT DOWN AND WRITE#THEN I'LL REBLOG SOME MEMES
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He showed no discernible reaction to the information- it was unclear whether he had even heard it. No signal to confirm, or deny that this (apparently very drowsy) cause for concern was (not) a.) drunk b.) high c.) ill d.) dying, or e.) all of the above. There was only silence, and a motionless mess of blond hair to go by.
At least that’s how it seemed for approximately twenty seconds as, in what can only be assumed to be a very delayed reaction, the man suddenly shot up in his seat.
“Did you say a half-hour!?”, he stammered, eyes squinted in a vain attempt to take in his surroundings- a near impossible task with his glasses tangled in his hair rather than resting on his nose. Okay, okay- uh, there are definitely people, some of them are definitely looking at him, aaaaand some time has definitely passed- 30 minutes according to this- barista? The haze of dark green where an apron would be suggests so, yes--- oh Jesus Christ this poor barista.
“ Oh gosh, I'm so sorry- er, you haven’t been trying to wake me up for long, right?”
[ Has evidently decided that a starbucks booth is a a WONDERFUL place to take a nap. He’s been like this for around 20 minutes, slumped over, face nestled in his arms. Cozy.]
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Alfred actually wondered, ‘Is somebody hurt?’, before coming to the (obvious) realization that the question was, in fact, directed at him. ‘Monsieur’? That’s a bit odd. Also a bit french- Which is the odd part, all things considered.
He mumbles out something along the lines of “-french?”, his voice muffled beyond understanding in his sleeves, before the ensuing silence gives the impression that he’s gone back to sleep. What an enthralling conversation this has been.
[ Has evidently decided that a starbucks booth is a a WONDERFUL place to take a nap. He’s been like this for around 20 minutes, slumped over, face nestled in his arms. Cozy.]
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Went straight from daddy to grandpa
It feels weird not being the oldest anymore.
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[ Has evidently decided that a starbucks booth is a a WONDERFUL place to take a nap. He’s been like this for around 20 minutes, slumped over, face nestled in his arms. Cozy.]
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send me »◙« + a character name and my muse will say the first three words that come to mind when hearing that name
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