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acanthus: is your muse deceptive, or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means? why or why not?

He can be deceptive, and is more so when he gets older in his main adult verse, picking up pseudonyms for his ‘conman plans’ (conning the stupidly megarich, anyway, not like regular people). That said, it’s not his default to be deceptive, and if he think he can get what he wants through honest means (and really, he doesn’t ask for much anyway), then he will. Other forms of deception he might adopt are more benign -- a vague example being that he outright lies to someone when he’s trying to make or prepare a gift for them in secret: “nope, nothing to hide, nothing to see, I am just... chilling out”. Depending on the nature of his deception, he will be at his most convincing acting, or at his most consciously obvious (especially if he’s trying to entice someone into a sort of hide-and-seek).

basil: does your muse have a love-hate relationship with anyone or anything?

He love-hates Alex, his adoptive dad, in every single verse that he’s in, whether he was created (and raised in an isolated environment -- only him, Alex, nannybot, the skags, and his eventual robot daughters) and suffers from Oh No I’m A Clone Of The Most Evil Bastard In Recent History Syndrome, or whether he was kidnapped and raised in an isolated environment (him, Alex, and farm animals). Despite the complex feelings that arise once he finds out he’s a clone/been kidnapped as a newborn, he still loves his adoptive dad more than he hates him (... he thinks), but he doesn’t get to reconcile his feelings about the whole ordeal when Alex is killed a week after the revelation.

gladiolus: describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget.

It was after one of Alex’s many trips to Overlook that Teddy was surprised with a pair of tacky pink heart-shaped sunglasses. He’d seen pictures before, yes, but the idea of actually owning or wanting a pair had never really clicked before then, and the kid was ecstatic over them -- bouncing in his seat and kicking his legs wildly, and he’d kissed his dad on the cheek and hugged him tightly. This was around the time that he was creating Adelaide.

parsley: describe a holiday your muse enjoys, and why they enjoy it.

In his Modern AU, he is a fan of Halloween, being a sweet tooth-haver -- he does prefer fruit, but he won’t turn down sweets, chocolate and candy. And he does enjoy dressing up as someone else, just so that he’s temporarily not himself.

tulip: how does your muse view people in general?

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         FORMAEN   HOWLED:         "   it’s   just   like   life,   isn’t   it?   no   do-overs.   "

still,  he  had  nothing  to  show.  no  success  yet,  no  change  in  personality,  nothing  to  speak  of.  all  he  could  do  was  hope  to  avoid  everyone  else  that  was  stopping  home,  and  meet  up  with  the  one  friend  that  he  had  in  town.  stephen.  an  unlikely  duo,  maybe,  but  forrest  wasn't  one  to  question  a  good  friend.  it  was  rare  to  come  across  those.

forrest  is  the  one  that  invites  him  to  the  playground.  it's  empty  at  this  time  of  night,  and  it  was  somewhere  he  used  to  go  every  now  again  in  high  school.  he'd  also  been  before  as  a  child,  taken  by  his  parents.  it  had  been  one  of  the  many  attempts  to  get  him  out  of  his  shell,  and  make  him  act  a  little  more...  normal.  just  like  all  the  others,  they  had  eventually  given  up  and  tried  something  else  instead.  maybe  that's  what  the  holiday  invitation  was.  a  check  up,  to  see  if  forrest  was  fixed.

he  ends  up  taking  a  seat  on  one  of  the  swingsets.  "it's  nice  and  quiet  out  here."

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE QUOTES ASK MEMES !  (ACCEPTING)

“stephen —“ she’s wary to place a hand on him, even if it is a gesture of camaraderie. her hand falters in mid air before dropping back to her side; shelly opts to step closer instead.

“i’m not going to walk out just because things look rough,” ‘rough’ is an understatement, but she continues, “if you need help, i’m here to help. i want to — it’s not a ... burden,” hands fold at her front, two opposing fingers begin to fiddle with one another.

* pet sematary prompts  (ACCEPTING)

it’s a littler trip today. eric will need the car later today, so shelly can’t afford to take stephen to all the grand sights hours outside detroit. that’ll come later, a long weekend  when she kidnaps eric and makes him take a weekend off. 

today, the photographers are making their way to a state park on lake eerie’s edge. 

it’s only a forty minute drive, but forty minutes leaves room for a lot of talk. shelly was the one to extend that bridge, but over time, stephen joined in, and now she’s been doing a lot of listening as she drives.

“i hope you don’t mind me saying this, stephen,” forgive her if it sounds like she’s playing doctor. her advice can be freely discarded out the car window if he doesn’t want to hear it.

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Money is nothing, in Teddy’s mind, except imagined and fake bullshit meant to trap people and keep them boxed in under false ideas of superiority. Not that it’s the only thing doing that, he remembers his... his dad telling him, but it is certainly a powerful-yet-not-real weapon of deception and corruption and-- and all the other things that his dad said but were now slipping away from him since he doesn’t practice the thought.

All a roundabout way of saying he doesn’t often pay for what he takes from the store.

At least the lanky tall dude -- and good grief is he thin -- doesn’t give two shaking shits, either way, even though Teddy still stops in his tracks every time he sees him (or anyone else) out of the corner of his eye as he’s stealing.