1. Where were they born? What is the story behind their birth, if any?
2. Has their living situation changed from when they were born?
3. What occupations did their parents have when they were born? Did this job influence your muse in any form?
4. Did they have any childhood enemies? Any friends? Enemies that became friends?
5. What sort of religion was practiced in their home? Did religion play a role in their upbringing?
6. How many siblings did they have? What was their relationship like? Were they an only child who wished for siblings?
7. What is their fondest memory? Their worst?
8. If they could name the worst moment of their life, what would it be? Did this change them as a person or change how they perceived the world, themselves, and others?
9. If they were to make a timeline with their life events, which ones would they list? Which would they leave out? 10. What was the hardest lesson they had to learn as they got older?
11. What occupation did your character want to have growing up? Is this the same as what they wish to be, or are in, now?
12. Did they face any kind of bullying or abuse growing up?
13. Are there any moments of their past they keep secret?
14. Did they live near extended family in the past? How did this shape their environment? Are any of their relatives near their age? What are their feelings towards extended family in general?
15. Would they rather go back and relive their childhood? Why or why not?
[ laughter headcanons // random ]
it's random hcs time.
ANYWAY, her laugh is surprisingly unsettling and has this evil sound to it. Any time she is roaring with laughter it gets to a sharp pitch a mixture of bubbly and madness if she continues on. Despite the adorable innocent appearance her laughter tends to shock and unnerve people, simply because her laugh doesn’t match her sweet image.
“Hey Jermie a pleasure to see you again!” her tone was mischievous and jovial visiting the Gotham was a normal thing for her to do but she was glad to see an old friend Nausikaa beamed at her former companion. A stray piece of curly hair was tucked behind her ear whilst the mayor giggles. “correct you are! it’s been way too long we have to catch up. ” This was a good step forward. Even if the two haven’t seen each other in years, Nausikaa desired to hang out with her strange wonderful friend. Though she did noticed how pale his skin was and how he wasn’t stuttering like he use too. Perhaps he was ill? she would hate to think of it but the brunette keeps that to herself. ❝ if your wondering I’ve been but oh! running a town so, like, if you’re still having problems i can see if you can get a job there! ❞ smile brightened and baby browns glistened though, it was mainly meant for her furry friends, but he wasn’t all that bad, right? well, Nausikaa could pull a few strings, especially with her town. At that, she scanned his ghostly appearance behind innocent eyes, reaching out a fist towards him he couldn’t have forgotten about their secret handshake right? “Soo.. what would you like to discuss partner?” manicured hands folded behind her back as she rocked back and forth on red converse.
Closed starter for @luckudus
Truth be told, he hadn’t been expecting the ramifications of whatever was in that concoction his brother had set upon him to be largely cosmetic. Sure there had been the irreversible laughing spells, the giddiness, the…hallucinations and then some but as with this current problem, they are nothing that can’t be dealt with. Fingers are methodical and precise as they ran the powder puff over the wet foundation he’d applied as a base, smoothing out the coverage upon pallid skin. Under artificial lighting, the application appeared natural, if not a little intense. Shame he couldn’t do much about the eyes with the exception of contacts, further irritating it’s newfound sensitivity. It’s with this face that he appeared to his former friend, lips poised in a careful non-threatening smile. “Sorry I was late, there were some…loose ends I simply had to correct- you know how it is.” A curl. Wry. Deliberate. “It’s been a while…5 years, was it?”
to get things started , here’s a STARTER CALL !
Send a number to...
Pick my muse up and toss them onto the bed/couch
Poke my muse
Twirl my muse then dip them
Pull my muse backwards
Blow a raspberry on my muse’s cheek
Tickle my muse!
“Accidentally” bump into my muse
Boop the snoot!
Grab my muse on that sensitive spot right above the hips — you know the one
Put your cold hands/feet on my muse
Tackle my muse
Noogie my muse
Bite my muse’s shoulder
Headlock!
Playfully punch my muse
Tug my muse’s hair/ear
Climb on my muse
Put my muse on your muse’s shoulders
Almost touch my muse and say “I’m not touching you!”
Send a number + ‘reverse’ for my muse to perform the action on your muse!
@diamondcladclown lucked : "Wowie lady you sure are lucky!"
“ Hehe why yes , i’m what they call lucky charms and you must be the infamous Harley Quinn ? ” The mayor smirked at the jester shrugging off the comment as curiosity beamed in those eyes.