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((ok kiddies im going to bed))

person: HELLO ART MAKER..... HOW ABOUT DRAW ME
me: moneys
person: HOW ABOUT OC
me: moneys
person: HOW ABOUT REQUEST
me: moneys
person: DRAW THE ANIMES
me: moneys
person: DRAW THE SEXXING??
me: moneys
person: UR SO CHEAP.... HOW WOOD U EVER MAKE A LIVING IF UR NOT GONNA DO ANYTHING??? HM?
me: m o n e y s
gummii-chemist started following tanistheflame

tanistheflame:

gummii-chemist:

*King. You wonder who the king is around here. You’re relieved she’s on the same page as you, though. You can’t bear to explain the whole multi-universe theory again (even if it IS a fascinating and exciting one). Nonetheless, it sounds like a majority of this kingdom has magical powers, which is good because you don’t want to stick out like a sore thumb in a civilization, especially one before complex technology. You’ve read about medieval times and you do not want to get involved with their government.*

*You gaze upon the enormous gates before the both of you, seeing the force behind her small fist. You stand up straight from hunching over to hold her hand.*

0f c0urse! alth0ugh, y’m n0t sure 0f what kynd 0f magycs y0u’re famylyar wyth, tanys. the magyc y0ur papa can d0 ys called a syllabus, y g0t 0ne 0f th0se t00~~

*You show her by grabbing a small plastic bag of gumdrops from your syllabus and handing it to her.*

heheh. d0 y0u kn0w what tryckster magyc ys?~

You gleefully take the offered sweets, not really knowing what they were exactly, but they smelled delicious! You’d try one after the two of you reached the castle.

The gate opens soon enough, and you ponder Gummi’s question. “Hm…No. I have never heard of ‘trickster magic’ before. What canst thou do with it? May I see??”

A few of your playmates were considered ‘tricksters’ by the elder people within the city, but their ‘tricks’ always seemed to look rather fun. Perhaps Gummi’s magic would be fun too? You almost begin to hop in excitement.

"I promise to show thee my own magic when we reach the castle if thou shows me~!"

sure thyng—as s00n as we reach the castle~ 8)

*You wonder what this castle is going to look like, anyway. Probably something out of a fairytale, you hope, with a ball room and lots of bedrooms, a giant kitchen with dutch ovens…. all kinds of glorious stuff.*

*You might as well start up a better conversation with her while the both of you walk there.*

s0… g0t any fryends ar0und here lyke y0u, 0r just fryends yn general?~

((i forgot how AMAZING it feels to rp gummicat ahhh))

((th EFUCKIGN KAZOOCXITY SONG C AME ON MY PLAYLSIT Im go nna shit))

*pats Michelle's nose with a fuzzy paw repeatedly until she notices the cat in front of her*
gummii-chemist

askfem-mike:

Michelle wakes up on the couch with a snort when she feels the paw against her nose. “Whu-…Oh!”

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She blinks at the cat for a few seconds before smiling and giving it a scratch under it’s ears. “Hey lil’ guy. Um…or girl. Whatever you are. Heheh~”

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"What’cha doing here?"

*You nod your head when she scratches behind your ear, beginning to purr. You hop next to her and curl up against her jacket, stretching your paws forward and nudging your head on Michelle’s shirt.*

REBLOG IF IT’S OKAY IF MY MUSE DEVELOPS FEELINGS FOR YOURS EVEN IF WE DON’T DISCUSS IT AS MUNS.
gummii-chemist started following tanistheflame

tanistheflame:

gummii-chemist:

*You’re hoping she knows about traveling between universes and the multiple other Mike Chiltons you know.*

You give a nod of understanding at Gummi’s explanation for knowing your Opsola. With the many (though much less frequent now) guests from other worlds you’ve seen or heard about, it wasn’t much of a shock to you.

"I understand~ Opsola has met himself before as well. As well as many versions of our king!" You were a little disappointed that you hadn’t met yourself yet, but you’d had great fun with those you had met regardless. Gummi seemed like she would be fun to play with too~

"Everyone who comes to us from another world always comes from the forest." You point to the line of trees behind the both of you, where the troll had stepped out from not a few minutes before. "I believe it to be a powerful magic~! But I believe it to be a good magic, as it has not yet brought misfortune upon the kingdom."

Turning back to the large gates in the wall surrounding the city, you raise your tiny fist before giving the wood a knock. A rather powerful one for someone your size, but that came with being a dragon. One of the guards gives you a wave, already quite familiar with your presence. It would take a few minutes for the gates to even open just a crack, so you face your new guest with a smile.

"Canst thou do any magic, Gummi? Papa could pull weapons from the air~ Though…he said it was a sort of storage system.”

*King. You wonder who the king is around here. You’re relieved she’s on the same page as you, though. You can’t bear to explain the whole multi-universe theory again (even if it IS a fascinating and exciting one). Nonetheless, it sounds like a majority of this kingdom has magical powers, which is good because you don’t want to stick out like a sore thumb in a civilization, especially one before complex technology. You’ve read about medieval times and you do not want to get involved with their government.*

*You gaze upon the enormous gates before the both of you, seeing the force behind her small fist. You stand up straight from hunching over to hold her hand.*

0f c0urse! alth0ugh, y’m n0t sure 0f what kynd 0f magycs y0u’re famylyar wyth, tanys. the magyc y0ur papa can d0 ys called a syllabus, y g0t 0ne 0f th0se t00~~

*You show her by grabbing a small plastic bag of gumdrops from your syllabus and handing it to her.*

heheh. d0 y0u kn0w what tryckster magyc ys?~

((i had a shit ton of starburst earlier and now i am super hyped up on sugar. shit.. fuck))

geeses:

I get really nervous using my cool stickers for things like what if I need this sticker later I won’t have it what will I do then

((ah, geez. i fucked up))

I want to firstly just like say that I completely agree with what you were trying to get across when you said it, but uhhhh. the comparison you made about rape victims being blamed for their rape? is a really fucked up false equivalent. and it's be pretty cool if you could please avoid saying those kinds of things in the future.
Anonyme

((hEY OH MAN I’m rly sorry about that, that was a pretty awful comparison to make„, i’m honestly deeply sorry ;_; i even thought it was a pretty far-fetched comparison, but being the lazy ass i am i didn’t bother to look up any other more appropriate comparisons…

i have all respect for sexual assault victims and i never meant to hurt anyone, and i agree that what i said was terrible and misused!! i might have been so careless because i haven’t been feeling too well for the past week or so, but thats no excuse u_u

in fact, let me try and explain it better: blaming an artist for getting ignorant, negative comments on their artwork after posting it online or showing it to someone is making them uncomfortable in a situation or area where they SHOULD be comfortable and where people should behave better towards the artist.

again, i’m really sorry if i offended anyone :( if you wish, i’ll go delete the post))

Words to describe someone's voice
adenoidal: if someone’s voice is adenoidal, some of the sound seems to come through their nose
appealing: an appealing look, voice etc shows that you want help, approval, or agreement
breathy: with loud breathing noises
brittle: if you speak in a brittle voice, you sound as if you are about to cry
croaky: if someone’s voice sounds croaky, they speak in a low rough voice that sounds as if they have a sore throat
dead: if someone’s eyes are dead, or if their voice is dead, they feel or show no emotion
disembodied: a disembodied voice comes from someone who you cannot see
flat: spoken in a voice that does not go up and down. This word is often used for describing the speech of people from a particular region.
fruity: a fruity voice or laugh is deep and strong in a pleasant way
grating: a grating voice, laugh, or sound is unpleasant and annoying
gravelly: a gravelly voice sounds low and rough
gruff: a gruff voice has a rough low sound
guttural: a guttural sound is deep and made at the back of your throat
high-pitched: a high-pitched voice or sound is very high
hoarse: someone who is hoarse or has a hoarse voice speaks in a low rough voice, usually because their throat is sore
honeyed: honeyed words or a honeyed voice sound very nice but you cannot trust the person who is speaking
husky: a husky voice is deep and sounds hoarse (=as if you have a sore throat), often in an attractive way
low adjective: a low voice or sound is quiet and difficult to hear
low adverb: in a deep voice, or with a deep sound
matter-of-fact: used about someone’s behaviour or voice
modulated: a modulated voice is controlled and pleasant to listen to
monotonous: a monotonous sound or voice is boring and unpleasant because it does not change in loudness or become higher or lower
nasal: someone with a nasal voice sounds as if they are speaking through their nose
orotund: an orotund voice is loud and clear
penetrating: a penetrating voice or sound is so high or loud that it makes you slightly uncomfortable
plummy: a plummy voice or way of speaking is considered to be typical of an English person of a high social class. This word shows that you dislike people who speak like this.
quietly: in a quiet voice
raucous: a raucous voice or noise is loud and sounds rough
ringing: a ringing sound or voice is very loud and clear
rough: a rough voice is not soft and is unpleasant to listen to
shrill: a shrill noise or voice is very loud, high, and unpleasant
silvery: a silvery voice or sound is clear, light, and pleasant
singsong: if you speak in a singsong voice, your voice rises and falls in a musical way
small: a small voice or sound is quiet
smoky: a smoky voice or smoky eyes are sexually attractive in a slightly mysterious way
softly spoken: someone who is softly spoken has a quiet gentle voice
sotto voce adjective, adverb: in a very quiet voice
stentorian: a stentorian voice sounds very loud and severe
strangled: a strangled sound is one that someone stops before they finish making it
strangulated: strangled
strident: a strident voice or sound is loud and unpleasant
taut: used about something such as a voice or expression that shows someone is nervous or angry
thick: if your voice is thick with an emotion, it sounds less clear than usual because of the emotion
thickly: with a low voice that comes mostly from your throat
thin: a thin voice or sound is high and unpleasant to listen to
throaty: a throaty sound is low and seems to come from deep in your throat
tight: a tight voice or expression shows that you are nervous or annoyed
toneless: a toneless voice does not express any emotion
tremulous: if something such as your voice or smile is tremulous, it is not steady, for example because you are afraid or excited
wheezy: a wheezy noise sounds as if it is made by someone who has difficulty breathing
wobbly: if your voice is wobbly, it goes up and down, usually because you are frightened, not confident, or are going to cry
((game, movie, shop, cook ;) ))
gummii-chemist

cadet-jenzen:

Game: 

"Why do people play this again?"

Jenzen is sitting with his legs criss-crossed on the floor of Nadine’s darkened living room, the only light source radiating from the flickering TV in front of them.  His shoulders are tensed, his eyes glued to the screen as his calloused thumbs awkwardly work the console controls.

" Because it’s fun,” Nadine is curled on the couched, her voice hushed as she cradles an overtly large bowl of popcorn and gumdrops in her lap (she’d offered some to Jenzen, but he’d politely refused). “People like being scared sometimes.”

"But that’s just— that doesn’t make sense— and why are you whispering?”

You’re whispering too,” she laughs, though the chortle stops short when the TV emits a loud wail that makes both of them jump.

Now it’s quiet— dead quiet— and for a good fifteen minutes the pair spend with their muscles coiled and waiting for the real scare to begin.
And they wait.
And wait…

"…So.  Does this game actually have any—" real monsters.  That’s what Jenzen was going to say until he’s interrupted by Nadine’s scream.  Jenzen lurches backwards, his back hitting the couch as he wrangles with the controllers, biting back a yelp of his own as he watches some sort of utterly terrifying insect monster screech and crawl onto screen.

"JENZEN GO LEFT—”
"I AM GOING LEFT WHY AM I NOT RUNNING???"
"YOU’RE OUT OF STAMINA"
"WHY WOULD I BE OUT OF STAMINA OH MY GOD WHY AM I JUST SITTING THERE MOVE
"YOU HAVE TO PRESS B"
WHICH ONE IS B??”
"THE RED ONE"

They both watch in dismay as the character on screen is slowly eaten alive before a menu sluggishly crawls onto the screen.
For a few more minutes, silence envelopes the two, and they shift to look at each other.  A majority of the popcorn and gumdrops are heavily scattered across the couch and all over Nadine’s sweater and she dusts some of the snack off her shoulder before clearing her throat.

"….Wanna restart?"

"………………….Yeah.”

Movie: 

This is maybe their third movie night— Nadine seems intent on finding a genre that suits Jenzen, and her attempts thus far (slap-stick comedy, horror and war drama) had been for naught; his responses have ranged from a mild disinterest to a hidden disdain. But now it’s Nadine’s mission to find a movie Jenzen likes, at the very least.  In fact, she’s so determined she already has the next four movie nights planned.

And a few backup plans just in case.

So now, she puts her most recent choice into the DVD player and turns to grin at Jenzen (who is sat on the overly stuffed cushions, popcorn in hand as he waits) before she bounds over to join him on the couch and presses play.

Shop:

Jenzen takes the garment and holds it up to his inspection quizzically. “…Isn’t this something girls wear?”

"Yeah, boys wear ‘em, too.  They’re for everyone.” Nadine glances over a row of clothe racks, "So this is really your first time getting clothes?? At a store?"

"Well, yeah— I mean, Mike got me some clothes a while back but, uh, I only wear my uniform.  Usually."

She holds up two hangars in front of him, one with a long skirt, the other with a sleek-looking pair of dress pants (both of them blue, of course) “It’s good to get out of that old thing, then! Try something new!”

The blond steps forward and looks from one article of clothing to the other.  Another small pause before he takes the pants. “Yeah…still I think I’d prefer something less…breezy.”

Cook:

For a while, they’re both staring at the offending object sitting on Nadine’s kitchen counter.

"………………………"

"………..You have no idea what it is, do you?"

Jenzen gives it one more scrupulous look, brow still furrowed. “…..Okay, maybe not. What is it?”

"It’s just flour." the jar sits innocently enough on the counter-top, though Jenzen has some obvious misgivings (as he has seen a similar white, powdery substance but it usually ends up with him arresting someone), although his unspoken suspicion makes Nadine chuckle under her breath, “We’re going to make cookies—”

She looks at him again and recognizes the distant confusion on his face.

”— They’re sweets.”

Ohhh.”

She begins to pull out a myriad of ingredients from various shelves, all of which seem perplexing to the young Deluxian.  

"How many cookies are we going to make???" he looks over the seemingly excessive amount of food on the table.

At that, Nadine offers up a wide grin and pulls out a large old book, the word Baker scrawled over its cover.
"As many as we want.”  After all, there’s a lot of different things for her new friend to try.

((ooOOO H MY GOSH THIS IS PERRFFFFF AAH
OH MY GODDHH I SMILED SO MUCH WHILE I READ THE WHOLE THING M Y FACE HURTS!!