#haknam

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"I did miss you, obviously, you utter madman, and you ain't allowed to tell anybody, on account of my reputation for havin' perfect accuracy, which I'd quite like to maintain, thank you very much!"

Peter had, of course, not had the reflexes on hand to throw anything in Shihong's general direction in time. Even with the damn-near-supernatural aim he likes to brag about so much. He'd just been chilling!! He wasn't ready!! Do-over!!!

"You startled me this time, is all-- you're playin' dirty-- I won't miss you twice!"

Cackling already, he reaches for the nearest object which could generously be considered a projectile. Which today, happens to be a dustpan brush. He holds it aloft, in a way that might have been the least but threatening, if not for... literally every other detail of this situation.

"... So, can you be half-solid-half-not, both at the same time, or what? Like, if I throw this will it just pass straight through you? Man-- this ain't even the first time some intangible bastard's phased straight through the door to check up on me in my own home. Blah blah, weird that it happened twice, et cetera. Right, anyway, go long!!"

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The cold, concrete wall cut into his back as laughter shook his thick, heavy frame. His fingers clung to the neck of his paper bag-clad, unlabelled bottle; his breath wafting into the air with every shudder of laughter, nose and cheeks red, bitten from the cold.

As hearty as it was, it eventually died down into fitful chuckling. His eyes sought out the strange-looking man who was probably waiting for an answer, one Russia most assuredly would not give him.

Because I’m not! I’m telling you– that place closed! It’s a fucking bank now!

( Completely exasperated, Shihong gestures wildly to the map on his phone. Arthur, don’t test him! )

Why don’t you save me some fucking time and energy and look at, I dunno, fucking tripadvisor or something before you waltz down here like you own the place! We’re finding another fucking noodle place, that one doesn’t exist anymore!

    "I do not need a TripAdvisor,” — whatever the hell that was; probably a new, obnoxious phone app — “I know my way about this place just fine.”

And most importantly, he was completely certain that place was a noodle restaurant, had been a noodle restaurant a year ago, and would forever be a noodle restaurant. It would be a pity if that place had truly been replaced by anything else. He liked the noodles there. They were mild; not too salty or sweet or spicy. He always got them exactly how he ordered them: not too salty or sweet or spicy.

1. What does your writing process look like?

IT SUCKS 

7. What do you wish people would take from your writing?

sometimes people used to tell me that they only learned to like hws sealand because of how i wrote him and it validated everything ive ever done and im taking those compliments with me into my grave.  so, maybe that! 

i have a bit of a complex because i feel like i need to constantly prove that my character deserves to be portrayed complexly just as much as anybody else - even though i dont even know if that is something people think anymore! 

and also, i guess i just want people to understand him!  he can be a little unpredictable and occasionally even hard to deal with, and i want to give off a feeling of why he’s acting that way and how to get through to him, etc. 

also, i think the perspective of what being a micronation surrounded by grand magnificent powerful eternal time kaijus, and knowing you’re just kind of inescapably existentially inferior, and trying to interact with them in spite of that awareness, is actually like - is fascinating on its own merit! 

i also really want to provide people a way to develop their own characters!  when i write with people i find myself thinking like, how does this scenario allow my rp partner to really show off their character?  (if i dont think i’d be able to do that, it can make it hard for me to approach them, rip.) 

15. Have you ever written a reply that made you emotional? Will you share it?

literally so many i am such an emo bastard but there are so many different examples that rushed to mind all at once that i literally cannot go find them all i need to make dinner and go to bed.  i CANNOT do that.  ask me this again tomorrow thanks 

21. What inspired you to make this muse?