Drunken Inspiration

Mun: dogwood/kaiser/johan/BRUH/tengu/chao[still, apparently. AMAZING.]

Muse: Cao Zhi, prince and disappointing Drunk of Cao Wei

                                                  Six similarities between                                                          muse and mun - ♪

we’re both ace in the sexuality race, tho I have a sex drive.

LOL WHAT IS RESPONSIBILITY WHAT IS BEING DECISIVE WE JUST DONT KNOW

We are both lazy snarkers who like having fun instead of doing srs things

Yaaay depression though mine isnt as bad as his anymore thankfully

We're both easy to deter from things and we give up really easily its terrible esp since we both allegedly have lots of talent so to speak orsotheworldsays

we're both prone to downplaying our personal problems? Though, to be fair our problems arent that big in the first place wellzhisarerelativelybigbut...eh.

                                                  Six differences between                                                         muse and mun - ♫

I am not an alcoholic.

He's... Fashionable... I'm basically a walking trash bag... Sob.

I am a jerk with too much confidence and generally unrepetant and he's... Got really shit self esteem.

He likes keeping the peace, I like sitting on the sidelines watching shit implode unless it involved people I care about. I also like arguments- er, 'debates'. Feed me, I'm a troll.

He has siblings, I don't. Godbless.

I cant stand awkward socialization. Its why I dont talk to people who are as awkward as me I just cant handle it bruh. Zhi's the type of person to lead and carry a convo, I just sit there twiddling thumbs and awkwardly poking people. Alsoimanarrogantdouchebag so

Ah, that was the spirit! A smile brightened the place nicely, especially from such a cute little sister! Company was always a pleasure, especially from family. Well, depending on who the family was, anyway, but overall, it was quite enjoyable.

She needed to find a way to overcome it completely.

"Aah, me? Sing? You overestimate me, Mei. I'm quite certain I sound akin to a dying goose should I attempt to hold a note longer than a second." He laughed, though to be fair he was not nearly as terrible as he said. If anything, he was utterly average; able to carry a tune, but not something one would wish to hear often. "Well, your reasoning is sound, however! I will indulge your sudden burst of masochism, but at a later time to minimize casualties."Or, so to speak, his way of asking to do it privately because he thought singing openly was embarrassing.

Of course, the handsome man could be a killer or criminal of some sort, and the prince would likely find his life in some form of jeopardy or another... But that was interesting as well, it its own... Twisted sort of way.Though his window was high on the second floor he easily landed on his feet once sliding off the ledge, a feat none so great in particular, considering there were so many to drop from heights far greater in the fields of battle. Despite this, once grounded, he gave a garnished bow, as if it were a fanciful trick he just performed, fan lifting again to half conceal his smile.

Final Fantasy-; Starter Prompts

"You’re always pleasant company, èrgē. I can’t imagine a time when you’re not!”

Even now, her laughter caused a slightly airy tone to her breathing, but she took the offered arm, for once feeling at ease.

Cao Pi may have been the first to bring her outside, but Cao Zhi was the one she felt she could confide in more.

"Ah, its always nice to be hear such words!" Zhi laughed, open fan touching his lips lightly to hide his smile, though perhaps it was also to hide the drink on his breath. He began walking, making sure to keep a leisurely pace. He wanted to inquire into her health, but he knew such a thing she'd likely heard a thousand times before. It wouldn't do for him to start with something so boring. So instead, it was time to start with something that would surely entertain her!

"I’m sorry, but really, the only times you ever call me that is when you are somewhat intoxicated… It’s like a tell-tale sign that you are, but… words could be used at any point, I suppose…

A distant, rumbling baritone traveled up from the streets below as Jiayi made his way down the street, a melody on his lips and a contented gleam in his golden eyes. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his robes; for all the oppressive humidity that seemed to hang over the land like a damp shroud, the stagnant weather did little to sour the fortune-teller’s mood.

Even the fact that business had been poor today wasn’t enough to bring him down. These late summer days were always slow times - in the stifling heat, few people were willing to leave the comfort of their homes, which meant far fewer customers for him to choose from. But it was no matter. He’d retreat somewhere cool to recuperate from the day’s losses and be back during the night with double the effort. It was just a matter of-

The thought stopped, and the tune died on his tongue as his gaze traveled up to a face at the window nearby. Slowing down, he raised a hand to the man in a friendly wave, his smile broadening.

Gaze drifting downward, raise a brow at what he assumed to be... A very well dressed commoner. A merchant, perhaps? Regardless, it was best to answer; it wouldn't do to be rude. As such, Zhi smiled, raising a hand as he greeted the other.

"Good afternoon yourself! I could say the same of you, running about on a day so stifling as this." Honestly, only a madman would gallivant about on such a day, but then again Zhi was likely dramaticing the sitiuation. He oft did that when as bored as he was. The weather likely wasn't even so terrible. Still, it seemed as if the heavens had presented him with something, and certainly this man grabbed at his interest for the moment... If only vaguely. But vague interest was interest still, and so the prince considered dropping down to have a proper conversation not bellowed from such a distance.

"A- aha- ahaha~! N-now, Mei! Could it not be that I merely wished to fasten terms of endearment upon my relation to you? It wounds me to know you suspect me so!

Most wholly practice either Confucianism or Taoism in these tumultuous times, though as expected, Zhi follows a philosophy that mixes both, and even then he does not follow it strictly. Though raised around many strictly Confucian practitioners, he later found at a young age during studies that Taoism struck a chord in him, and began to study it quite earnestly.

Of course, this being Zhi, he did not follow all the lessons to the letter, instead mixing and kneading and cutting out parts of both Taoism and Confucianism until it was a combination that suited what kind of philosophy he wished to follow, a philosophy that truly harmonizes with oneself and the world. This has garnered… Various reactions from those around him. Generally, however, most leave it be, because really, its Zhi. When isn’t he doing something odd?

Always one to advocate tranquility, this mixed philosophy prioritizes harmony and acceptance extended to all people, where conflict is to be avoided, but also acknowledged and accepted, where serenity, though not necessarily peace, is the aim. This, of course, clashes with the reality of the world, but Zhi truly believes that all can achieve a serene state in harmony, even opposite kinds. For this reason, he has a certain respect for the Taijitu and the concepts of Yin and Yang, and his eventual hope that the world will reach serenity. In fact, he often has the symbol somewhere on his person, and sometimes one would find him teaching[read; rambling] companions about the importance of balance.

By the time Zhi was born, Cao Cao, in addition to family wealth in general, had secured himself a comfortable position generally free of monetary worries, ergo Zhi grew up without much want of anything. Not to say he was spoiled- Though this opinion may vary, considering being born in upper class in general- as Cao Cao very much had his children learn to do things many others their age wouldn’t think about for years to come.

While while he and his older siblings, Cao Ang and Cao Pi, showed a generally equal aptitude for these things, Zhi was lacking in motivation, far more interested in literature and daydreaming, while Ang showed the most motivation and Pi more self centered. With these two before him and their likelyhood of succeeding their father in the first place, Zhi knew he’d never have a chance even if he did want the responsibility. As such, Zhi instead focused more on the luxury aspect of life, something that would come to be infamous. It is not hard to tell he is of an affluent family, for even as simple as his usual ‘outing’ clothing may be, they still are of a quality that is obviously beyond any commoner.