FEAR ~ For the “Damn” ask meme! ❤

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(His biggest fears are imprisonment and death. He refuses to rot away in a prison and he’s not ready to die yet. He’ll fight tooth and nail to avoid either. Though he’d definitely rather die then end up in any kind of prison.)

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(Her biggest fears are being crippled and primals. She doesn’t want to be held back or have to stop seeking her dreams by an injury that would cripple her. Nor does she wish to become Tempered by a primal.)

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(His biggest fears are heights and getting close to people. Heights is mostly things like flying or being near edges up high. If he can’t see the drop that might await him then he has an easier time keeping a lid on that fear. He fears getting close to people because he worries they will only hurt or leave him.)

(Thanks for asking! @pearlofhope Tumblr doesn’t want to let me tag you though. XD)

DNA. -What was your muses home life like?

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(Destiney and Stefan both had a rather average childhood and loving home life. Their parents were supportive and kind. Destiney had friends and actively went exploring with her best friend. Stefan often played the loner and sat at home with books. Things didn’t fall apart for them at home until about they were about fifteen. Stefan ran away and Dest was sent to Ishgard to other relatives. Dad was killed in the fighting with the Garleans. Dest still goes home to visit her mother at times now though.)

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(Lance’s home life was a bit stern and cold especially after he reached an age to be old enough to begin learning to use a sword. His parents expected a lot from him as the eldest son. He was expected to serve House Dzemael and marry well. He pretty much disappointed them on both of those things. Which began the divide between him and his father an grandfather. So his family life has been strained for a long time.)

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(Keaira had a very happy home life. She the eldest of four kids to a father who works in the Brass Blades and a mother who is an alchemist. Her parents have always encouraged her to pursue her interests and explore the world. They want her to make a life for herself.)

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(Alexois… Oh boy. His is the tragic home life. Father who refused to acknowledge him. Mother who didn’t care about him and sold him to a highborn Ishgardian. Rescued by his mentor who taught him to be the cruel man he is today.)

(Thanks for asking anon!)

ELEMENT. -What is your muse “made of”, what is their character like? Courageous, loving, scared, etc.

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(Stefan is made of intelligence, loneliness, and determination. He’s my grumpy mage. He just refuses to let anyone close. Always afraid of them leaving him. He’s been struggling on his own for the last ten years of his life. Of course by his own choice since he cut ties to his family on his own. So most of his life is devoted to his studies and exploring ruins. Esper (his ruby carbuncle) is about the only friend he really has.

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(Keaira is made of fire, hard work, and iron. She desires to learn to fight and one day become a Sultansworn. She’s bold and adventurous. Right now she’s traveling as part of her real world training since there is only so much one can learn from spars with other members of the gladiator’s guild. She’s not afraid to work hard and get her hands dirty despite her pretty looks.)

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(Alex… Oh Alex. He’s made of anger, pain, and darkness. He’s my bad kid through and through. Even though Aeri has helped redirect some of his aggression recently, he is still a jerk. He’s had the worst life out of all my kids and it shows in his behaviors. He has a hatred of highborn Ishgardians and is a wanted criminal in Ishgard even. He’s been trained to be a cold-hearted bastard good at killing. Often wears a cocky grin and attitude that make him hard to love. An that is how he prefers things to be.)

(Thanks for asking anon!)

HUMBLE. -How does your muse handle praise? for Keaira

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“Praise? Well… I accept it but I do not allow it to go to my head of course. I would be a fool to do such. I am still young with much to learn in life. Besides I am not a master or expert at anything. Even those that consider themselves such still have things they could learn. So while praise feels nice for hard work, I know there are probably still things I could improve on.”

(She’s more then happy to accept praise. It definitely raises her spirits to know her work or effort is recognized. Yet she is still humble about it an doesn’t let it swell her head. Thank you for asking! @ishgardianskypirate )

gooncatte:

nebula1984:

“Of course it is. Don’t lose heart when you’ve come this far.” She gives the woman a friendly pat on the back. “Someone has to protect those we care about. If not us then who? We are the shield for those we want to protect. So let’s give the enemy hell together. You’re not alone in this.”

“I know you’re right, but… It’s tough to hold on to hope and want to keep fighting, when it feels like it doesn’t really amount to anything. Do you know what I’m talking about?”

Sure, she was managing to protect Eorzea… But she couldn’t really protect the people that she cared about the most. It made it hard for her to want to keep on fighting.

@nebula1984

“Even the darkest night eventually meets it’s end by the light of dawn. I know it’s tough and sometimes looks bleak. I’ve been there in my training to someday become a Sultansworn. Some times it is like taking one step forward and two back. Yet I don’t want my loved ones to suffer. I got a kid sister to protect. If you need someone to help you shoulder the burden then just ask. You have my sword and shield.”

💞

gooncatte-a:

My muse is losing hope and slowly drifting towards the side of evil. Send 💞 to try to save them, or 😈 to encourage them! 
@nebula1984

Kheda looked up at the other, a saddened expression on her face. She wanted to give up, the trials she had faced becoming almost too much for her. However, hearing a little bit of support made her hesitate.

“Do you really think that it’s worthwhile to keep fighting, even after all this?”

“Of course it is. Don’t lose heart when you’ve come this far.” She gives the woman a friendly pat on the back. “Someone has to protect those we care about. If not us then who? We are the shield for those we want to protect. So let’s give the enemy hell together. You’re not alone in this.”

“DAMN.” Questions for Muses.

pridefulascian:

sheriff–cait:

  • BLOOD. -What types of injuries has your muse sustained? What was the worst? 
  • DNA. -What was your muses home life like?
  • YAH. -Something your muse agrees on 100% of the time.
  • ELEMENT. -What is your muse “made of”, what is their character like? Courageous, loving, scared, etc.
  • FEEL. -How does your character react to a persons touch? A random stranger’s? A loved one’s? A friend’s?
  • LOYALTY. -Does your character have any loyalty to any group?
  • PRIDE. -What is your muses biggest flaw?
  • HUMBLE. -How does your muse handle praise?
  • LUST. -Who does your muse find attractive?
  • LOVE. -Does your muse have a “special someone”
  • XXX. -What’s the raunchiest thing your muse has ever done?
  • FEAR. -What are your muses biggest fears?
  • GOD. -Does your muse believe in a god? If so, describe it.
  • DUCKWORTH. -Has your muse ever thought about committing or committed a crime?

||- Mmmmm do it. Haven’t been posting these for a while and it’s about time I try to add a few new ones to my ask me list.

“Behind you!” (Battle starters, from my Keaira.)

gooncatte-a:

@nebula1984

The sudden exclamation caught Kheda off guard, and she jumped briefly, before moving. She didn’t even think, choosing instead to simply run forward. Thankfully, that seemed to work out, as she narrowly managed to avoid being struck by a sword. She glanced behind her just as the sword hit the ground, gritting her teeth and quickly spinning around to thrust her spear at her enemy.

“Thanks for the heads up!”

She would have been in big trouble, had the other not noticed or said anything in warning.

A brief nod from the hyuran woman before hurrying over with her sword and shield drawn. She stood beside the miqo’te woman with a hint of a smile. Too much travel had left her itching for a fight or at least helping in one.

“You looked like you could use a hand. Hope you don’t mind. Just point me to whoever needs a good shield to the face.”