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Sore. The sudden pull at his arms caused a possible muscle in his arm to pull and quickly with no time to spare a most foul expression came unto his face. “Hey watch the clackers!” His voice sounded through the apartment but was soon muffled by his face slamming into the floor. 

Pop. A few joints creaked as he rose from the ground and onto his hands and knees, a seemingly happy expression lay on his face but in no way was his plan anywhere near as innocent. “I was just scuttling around outside when I saw your apartment, as your crustacean friend I wanted to visit you but I couldn’t find a way in crabby…” 

“Hm, it sure doesn’t seem like that. You sure you aren’t trying to break in?” He was used to Tetsuya messing around by now. “Usually you’d use the door if you were coming for a visit.”

No amount of good dreams could prepare him for what he woke up to.

Drowsy and a little confused, the first thing he noticed was the sound of the window opening. Then came the sound of fabric sliding against it, along with some quiet grunts. He finally sat up against the arm of the couch and opened his eyes only to see…

➊ How many ships do you have on this blog?

➋ Have you ever roleplayed with someone that just left an unforgettable impression on you?

➌ Which of your ships on this blog is the fluffiest?

➍ Would you say you’re a decent roleplayer or do you have any self doubts?

➎ Have you made lots of friends on this blog?

➏ What’s the one thing you especially love about roleplaying your muse?

➐ Are there any people you’ve been to afraid of approaching?

➑ Give us a rough estimate: How much time have you spent on your graphics? (icons, theme, banners, promos, etc)

➒ Got any memorable threads on here? Care to mention a few?

➓ What were some of the most frustrating moments you had with your muse’s interaction with another muse?

Starfruit: Do you believe in aliens? 

“Of course not! Do you think I’m stupid?” He yells out, hair puffing up like a cats. 

Tomato: What is your most embarrassing memory?

@galaxy–nova

Sneak. Something he wasn’t the best at but managed to do at this time of night, the small sounds of his footsteps sounded in the alley behind the apartment of Gingka or better known as his rival. With no elegance he managed to climb on top of the dumpster and with a few tries he made it into the emergency fire stairs; crabby~.

No amount of good dreams could prepare him for what he woke up to.

Drowsy and a little confused, the first thing he noticed was the sound of the window opening. Then came the sound of fabric sliding against it, along with some quiet grunts. He finally sat up against the arm of the couch and opened his eyes only to see...