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[align=center][div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]Muse had very fond memories of gardening with his mother back when he was a little boy. His Mother had always tried to make the blackout seem like not such a big deal, and tried to make every day seem like there was light in the world. It was something he had always loved about her, especially as he had grown older and learned that the world actually wasn't in such great shape, and most people weren't full of light like Mari wanted to believe they were.
When he'd arrived in The Badlands, one of the first things he had noticed was that it was very... Dreary. Sure, the colors of some of the buildings were bright, but they were also extremely washed out. He wanted to bring some more bright colors to things, and what better way to do that then to garden? He'd found a small pit that he'd spent a couple of hours moving dirt into to create a flat surface, and he'd filled it with not only already growing plants, but also some seeds that he had found in an old abandoned flower shop. He was humming happily as he began to clean dirt off his hands, admiring his rainbow colored handiwork.
・゚★ ☾ I'LL LOSE MY MIND IF I DONT FIND SOMETHING TO PACIFY, CAN YOU HELP ME OCCUPY MY BRAIN?
GENERAL ★ I NEED SOMEONE TO SHOW ME THINGS IN LIFE I CAN'T FIND ★ muse arya caddo | music, maria ★ genderfluid | he/him ★ 23 years old | unknown birthday ★ grunt of the badlands ★ no former ranks ★ speaks in bold, always mobile
OTHER ★ I CAN'T SEE THINGS THAT MAKE TRUE HAPPINESS, I MUST BE BLIND ★ extremely easily frightened and anxious ★ has a lot of medical knowledge, used to be a nurse ★ isn't any good at using weapons of any type, is incredibly awful at defending himself ★ smells like smoke and grease, or machinery
APPEARANCE ★ MAKE A JOKE AND I WILL SIGH AND YOU WILL LAUGH AND I WILL CRY ★ tall, pale, and skinny, he is usually seen wearing a hoodie and warn out jeans, and a medical mask over the bottom half of his face. he has dark black hair and extremely bright blue eyes that catch attention immediately. wears sapphire earrings that match his eyes, and a necklace with a pyramid on it. ★ physical health: 80%
PERSONALITY ★ HAPPINESS I CANNOT FEEL AND LOVE TO ME IS SO UNREAL ★ friendly | extrovert | medically inclined | optimistic | sweet ★ nervous | hot-headed | trusting | quiet ★ anxious | sad | lonely | scaredy-cat ★ fairly easy to befriend, but not easy to get close to, as it takes a lot to get him to talk to you ★ easily saddened and angered if his optimism is challenged, and is easily reduced to tears ★ mental health: 70%
RELATIONSHIPS ★ AND AS YOU HEAR THESE WORDS TELLING YOU NOW OF MY STATE ★ homoromantic | falls for people easily ★ homosexual | doesn't really have sex with anyone unless he's in love with them ★ single | no crush | [ 0 ] potential crushes ★ npc x npc | generation 1 | adopted by no one ★trusts: no one ★ 1/2 of n/a
INTERACTION ★ I TELL YOU TO ENJOY LIFE I WISH I COULD BUT IT'S TOO LATE ★ extremely easy physically | easy mentally | attack in black ★ will not initiate fights (most of the time) | will fight back only if cornered ★ an extreme pacifist, will run away if asked to fight ★ ask to maim/capture/kill ★ peaceful/nonviolent actions can be powerplayed ★ no weapons
[abbr=claire made this!]―[/abbr]DUNCAN KING.
[size=8pt]22 years [color=#4cd3a8]+ bisexual + badlands +tags i've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match
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duncan had once tried to plant a garden before, just for herbs and spices, but that had gone terribly, to put it gently. He'd had dirt in places no one should ever have dirt in. Needless to say, that garden hadn't survived very long. And now someone else seemed to be attempting it. The flowers were beautiful, in the council member's eyes, and he hoped they wouldn't wilt due to the blistering sun of the badlands, although he knew they most likely would do so. "hey, nice job. You should make more around here, bring some color to this place," he said as he approached muse, smiling warmly at the other man.
//pls end my museless suffering
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[b][i]don't you know i'm tired
[sup][b]OF THESE PAINT BY NUMBERS &&SONG&& [abbr=????????]<3[/abbr][/sup]
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[spoiler=just sappy shit]greahound hacked into your profile to say she adores you and to have a great day
greahound hacked into your profile a second time to love on you more because grea loves you A FUCKING LOT[/spoiler]
[align=center][div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]Hmm, this was someone Muse hadn't met yet. Duncan, he believed. He had been promoted recently, hadn't he? He seemed nice enough, anyway. Turning to face the other, he flashed a bright smile and nodded, saying quietly, "Thank you! And that's kind of what my plan was. I've always loved plants, and I figured I'd check this place up a little bit." He then wiped his hands on his jeans, holding one out for a handshake, "I don't think we've properly meet yet. I'm Muse. You're Duncan, right?"
・゚★ ☾ I'LL LOSE MY MIND IF I DONT FIND SOMETHING TO PACIFY, CAN YOU HELP ME OCCUPY MY BRAIN?
GENERAL ★ I NEED SOMEONE TO SHOW ME THINGS IN LIFE I CAN'T FIND ★ muse arya caddo | music, maria ★ genderfluid | he/him ★ 23 years old | unknown birthday ★ grunt of the badlands ★ no former ranks ★ speaks in bold, always mobile
OTHER ★ I CAN'T SEE THINGS THAT MAKE TRUE HAPPINESS, I MUST BE BLIND ★ extremely easily frightened and anxious ★ has a lot of medical knowledge, used to be a nurse ★ isn't any good at using weapons of any type, is incredibly awful at defending himself ★ smells like smoke and grease, or machinery
APPEARANCE ★ MAKE A JOKE AND I WILL SIGH AND YOU WILL LAUGH AND I WILL CRY ★ tall, pale, and skinny, he is usually seen wearing a hoodie and warn out jeans, and a medical mask over the bottom half of his face. he has dark black hair and extremely bright blue eyes that catch attention immediately. wears sapphire earrings that match his eyes, and a necklace with a pyramid on it. ★ physical health: 80%
PERSONALITY ★ HAPPINESS I CANNOT FEEL AND LOVE TO ME IS SO UNREAL ★ friendly | extrovert | medically inclined | optimistic | sweet ★ nervous | hot-headed | trusting | quiet ★ anxious | sad | lonely | scaredy-cat ★ fairly easy to befriend, but not easy to get close to, as it takes a lot to get him to talk to you ★ easily saddened and angered if his optimism is challenged, and is easily reduced to tears ★ mental health: 70%
RELATIONSHIPS ★ AND AS YOU HEAR THESE WORDS TELLING YOU NOW OF MY STATE ★ homoromantic | falls for people easily ★ homosexual | doesn't really have sex with anyone unless he's in love with them ★ single | no crush | [ 0 ] potential crushes ★ npc x npc | generation 1 | adopted by no one ★trusts: no one ★ 1/2 of n/a
INTERACTION ★ I TELL YOU TO ENJOY LIFE I WISH I COULD BUT IT'S TOO LATE ★ extremely easy physically | easy mentally | attack in black ★ will not initiate fights (most of the time) | will fight back only if cornered ★ an extreme pacifist, will run away if asked to fight ★ ask to maim/capture/kill ★ peaceful/nonviolent actions can be powerplayed ★ no weapons
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TEAR ME TO PIECES, SKIN AND BONE [color=transparent] â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€- HELLO,WELCOME HOME[color=transparent] â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€-â€â€-â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€--
[abbr=claire made this!]―[/abbr]DUNCAN KING.
[size=8pt]22 years [color=#4cd3a8]+ bisexual + badlands +tags i've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match
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"well, i like it. i tried gardening once and...it didn't go well," he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, feeling more than just a it embarrassed to admit that he was terrible at a task as simple as gardening. he really had absolutely no green thumb, and it was obvious any time he attempted to work with plants. "and yep, that's me; duncan the plant killer. it's nice to meet you,muse." he stuck out his hand in an offer to shake, the action likely creating an awkward atmosphere simply due to the sheer suddenness of it. did anyone even shake hands anymore?
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[b][i]don't you know i'm tired
[sup][b]OF THESE PAINT BY NUMBERS &&SONG&& [abbr=????????]<3[/abbr][/sup]
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[spoiler=just sappy shit]greahound hacked into your profile to say she adores you and to have a great day
greahound hacked into your profile a second time to love on you more because grea loves you A FUCKING LOT[/spoiler]
This was something that Charlie hadn't expected to see out of a Badlander. They all seemed rough around the edges, always drinking or smoking or sharpening their knives or something to that degree. They were the general bad guys of the three groups, which is exactly why he chose to stay here. He simply wouldn't do anywhere else. The rest of them were all just pussies, and a pussy was something that he wasn't. This person was... gardening. He didn't understand why. Couldn't he be doing something more productive, perhaps? "Doubt you'll have much luck wid' that, pally." The New Yorker said as he strolled by. Charlie slowed to a stop and turned to face them, his gaze neutral and rather dull.