#bassplunder

“I’m begging you to stop.”

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Claus really likes music! He doesn’t know how to play an instrument, and he isn’t the best at holding a tune unless it’s simple humming, but he really likes listening to music. He likes how many different kids of music there are and just how many different sounds can be created by instruments. Plus listening to music in general just tends to be a great time. 

Music genre wise he probably wouldn’t be too picky. Jazz, Blues, Rock, classical maybe a bit of techno here and there, lots of music. Though, he might gravitate a bit towards the older songs of these genres. (Beetles, Lead Zeppelin, BB King, ect.) 

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   It has been sometime as a young pinkheaded girl is roaming around the Castle by her own in what it seems to be a strange twist of events. Most notably, for some reason, she feels more at ease of the place especially with what troubles she has been through recently.

Daggone those boys.

   Yes, she cares for them and other things but that’s where she would just snap if pressured too hard that she would end up yelling at the top of her lungs, if not picking up something that would involve swearing like a sailor on accident.

The hallow and empty feel of the Castle is oddly relaxing..

   A sigh escaped her as she goes to find someplace to sit down at and just think to herself for a bit. Maybe, take a short nap to refresh herself, she’s somewhat drained. Yeah, she’ll do that and before long, she found a seat, pulled up her orange hoodie over her hair, sat down with her arms crossed, head lowered and eyes closed.

   Might as well catch some z’s while at this. Just hope nobody else is here to bother her, she needs the peace for awhile before she would continue.

(I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THE MEME FOR A SECOND AND THOUGHT YOU JUST SENT ME “FEAR” WITH NO CONTEXT)

Fear - What are your muses biggest fears? (From the “Damn” meme, still accepting)

Fuel is deeply afraid of fire. Even small bonfires are enough to set his heart racing. Smelling smoke puts him on edge, and he’s absolutely terrified of the forest he loves burning again. 

Lucas knew today could either end well or terribly wrong and well...The blond could feel it was the ladder. He felt tense sitting under the warm sun in the bright blue sky as he sat across from Kumatora, Duster, and Boney with Claus at his side. 

Helping his brother learn to conversation more was always a struggle; he always found a way to offend someone, a reason and or way to hurt them, or just cared not to attempt conversation. Mom showed that Claus is still there deep down he just...has to bring him back for good...

The ginger sat with his legs crossed and a hand on his cheek as he gazed into space, seeming to dread the little get together Lucas dragged him to and Flint encouraged.

“Um...hey...Claus? Y’wanna join in..?” he asked gently, the commander sighing heavily in response.

“Yeah, Carrot top, y’gotta have something to say.”

The nickname earned the woman a sharp glare she simply shrugged at. Claus sneered before his expression resturned to its cold, blank stare.

“Sure I do Lucas.” he looked to the princess. “Cease your annoying antics, woman. I am not your caretaker."

Those simple words prompted a slight flinch from Lucas and Boney and a glare from Kuma.