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Feb 09, 2022 04:24PM
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I can for sure!! Do you have any muses you'd prefer to play?
That sounds great! I think for the most interaction of characters, I am thinking besides Muse A, I will be Muse D too.
Also, I am thinking for the characters ages they are a little older (like 18-21) and they more or less graduated high school if that's cool with you! Otherwise I can edit the plot a little more!
Also I think for sure that Muse A and C will have a strong sibling type of bond and Muse A will definitely be romantically interested in Muse B. Unless you think of plot twists then we can totally add some in!
Awesome and haha no worries! XD I totally get that! Cool! I will get my characters up soon!
LOL No worries at all! I think they are fantastic! :D
LOL I love them!! :D I can totally see Andy hanging out with Rei as a kid and being totally love struck over Lia XD One thing I did want to mention is that we don't have to include the history and can just roleplay their backstories if that's cool!
It's sooooo much fun! I feel like it adds so much depth and it really gives you the chance to develop your character instead of having like a cookie cutter "here is you character and this is why they are the way they are". It's really fun! If you are all good with your characters, I can make the first post! I am thinking that we can start where Andy comes back to his Grandmother's house and Rei pops in to check in on the grandma?
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Jimmy pulled up to his grandmother's house his old light blue pickup truck, the one that he had helped his grandfather fix up when he was younger. The truck didn't get good gas mileage, but it drove just fine. He loved that truck - many complimenting him on how nice it looked. Keeping that truck moving in a strange way, made him feel he had a part of his grandfather still with him too.
He looked at all the flowers and plants that surrounded the cottage and a smile grew on his face. The yellow house with a orange rooftop peek through the vast vines of flowers. His grandmother had everything he could imagine - snapdragons, roses, black-eyed susans, hydrangeas - you name it, his grandmother probably had. It was like a color festival in the spring and summer months. Being at his grandmother's was like he had been transported to a small piece of heaven. He stepped out of the car door and took in a deep breath of fresh air, catching whiffs of the smells of flowers and even something baking. Jimmy smiled and grabbed his brown, leather suitcases out of his truck and quickly made his way towards the house.
As he did, he heard a familiar, friendly meow. He looked down to meet the golden eyes of a grey colored cat with black stripes - the cat almost looked like it could be a zebra. Jimmy smiled widely, "Well hello Mr. Mouse." He placed one of his suitcases on the ground, reaching out to touch his velvety friend. "It has been a while hasn't it?" Mr. Mouse let out a mew in response. Jimmy laughed, "I got to go see Grandma. You're welcome to join," he said with a grin. He stopped petting Mr. Mouse and reached to carry his suitcase into the house.
Jimmy set down his suitcase and knocked carefully at the blue screen door before opening it up gently, "Grandma?" He peeked through to find his grandma cooking up an apple pie - his absolute favorite! "Jimmy!" His grandmother, Clara quickly made her way to him to give him a hug. "You're early! I was hoping the pie would be done before you got here." Jimmy smiled, "I didn't hit any traffic on the highway." Clara smiled widely, "Well until it's ready let me make you something to eat." Jimmy shook his head, "You're too good to me Grandma." Clara shook her head, "It's just the right amount! I'll make you a snack while you unpack." Jimmy chuckled, "Alright Grandma."
He made his way inside with his bags and walked to his room. It was just how he remembered it - the bed was made with the quilt his grandmother had made out of his old t-shirts, his tiny lemon tree he had named 'scruff', still in pristine condition. The windows were open, letting in a light breeze. It felt so good to be back with his grandmother, especially knowing he could now return the kindness of his grandmother and take care of her. Jimmy put his suitcases on his bed and walked toward the window. The were no words to describe the beauty of the garden his grandmother had so lovingly taken care of. The breeze made the flowers of the rainbow dance gently, the sun beaming down onto the rock path that led to the small water fountain, filled with pennies from the wishes he made growing up. He could remember all the times he played out in the garden, often recalling his imagination. His mother often complimented his imagination, telling him how wonderful it was to have a mind so powerful and creative. The thought was bittersweet.
Jimmy took in the views and his eye caught a plant in particular, one of which was not swaying in the same direction as the others, instead swaying from side to side. The light purple bud seemed to dance to the song of it's own. Jimmy chuckled, "Must be a forest spirit," he mused quietly.
