The Boopening

Which OC is the tallest?

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Someone: *mentions oreos*

Me: no no, what are you talking about, I only love oreos a normal amount...

Describe your WIP in the most obscure way within 20 words or less

I'll go first,

A teenager has a thing for wine and fireworks. He made it twelve other people and a demons problem.

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casey casey casey. He's me you guys. HE"S ME

This sounds like I'm high but I swear I'm not

Although to be fair who on tumblr isn't high (with some random junk or other)

I did this a couple days ago. It was supposed to be for the propaganda but it didn't work out.

Umbra 🛡️

Oooo good one. Well, she is very guarded, especially with her mind. She feels like if anyone knew what was in her head, they'd look at her as a monster (and a recent villainous role in a play made her wonder if the weeks of being immersed in the role would push her to become like the character). But she goes on the offense when someone talks about it. And her mind is overshadowed by so many things. Here are a few little snippets where this is showed

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“Umbra, I know what you fear.” Umbra’s expression darkened. “But listen to my words, for we have little and waning time.” She stood still as a monument, her eyes avoiding his. “You fear what effect this role, this woman, may have upon you.” He knows. Umbra was in shock and she felt a tear on her face from realizing the sheer awfulness this thought seemed to carry. Out on the stage, she heard the lines close to her queue

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She grew angry with him, and whipped around to meet his desperate gaze with her cold, dark, blue eyes. The fierceness seen there made Alistair falter. He glanced at his hand gripped around her arm, then quickly released his hold and stepped back. Umbra did not speak, but in response to his plea only drew back the curtain staunchly, and walked out onto the stage, letting her role sink into her, to spite Alistair. But also, to her, to show that he was wrong about what he said was in her mind. She felt the eager eyes of the large crowd upon her, and she relished it.

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And yeah this is at the beginning and she makes some mistakes (for a reason). She has much to learn

So I have a story. Placeholder name is The Wandering so...do with that what you will

In short I'll be doing stuff abt my story on her. Except not next week I actually have random other junk to do then

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80, 97, and 11 [:<

Kaleidascope by A Great Big World

I have tIme by We Bare Bears (feat. Dia Frampton)

and Shiloh by Little Chief

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