#kingwept

“Well Mr. Ocean Master, while that does sound very fun, maybe we can find something else to fuel you with? While I’m sure you were treated unfairly, my whole guess is that someone made fun of you for your fanny pack. That’s not a good reason to go on a murder spree.”

fallen to the ground, booster knew this man was called ‘ocean master’ for a reason –– the word ‘master’ was literally in his name ! but god knows he would do everything he could to beat this. if he were to be asked his motivation, he would lie, say it was because he wouldn’t be beaten by a man who still looked like he was a preteen ( observational humor ! ), but… in the weakest voice he could muster, he replied, “ there’s one thing you didn’t count on… ” then, dramatically flying up ( because he was a hero – they were supposed to be dramatic, right ? ), “ my hands are my worst feature ! ” ‘ beside your personality. ’ “ oh shush, skeets. ”

‘ we are two mariners / our ship's sole survivors in zis belly of a whale / it's ribs are ceiling beams / it's guts are carpeting / i guess we have some time to kill ... ’ kurt lied face up on the sandy beach. his arms behind his head and his knees bent. one foot bouncing on his other leg’s knee to the beat of the little song he was humming.

among all the skeletons edward nygma kept in his closet, there was the literal skeleton model he adopted from the gcpd m.e. lab, the memory of his childhood, and the knowledge of the very location of one legendary underwater kingdom --- atlantis.

how he came to acquire such knowledge was tale for another time ( which involved a homemade submarine, an engine malfunction, and a last-ditch effort to locate any help while thousands of feet underwater ), but it was something he vowed to keep secret and hopefully will never need to acknowledge again ... least of all in the middle of a surface street festival.

‘ ... wait, you --- ’ so, when he spotted a certain ocean king’s aquatic mug in the sea of faces, ed’s first thought was that he was hallucinating again. to test his hypothesis, he raised his hand and struck himself across the face --

How seriously does your muse take their promises? How inclined are they to make them?

Johnny does his best to try and keep his promises. He knows how important they are especially in his line of work. He’s more inclined to keep a promise to those he knows personally or through his hero related work. When it comes to the socialite side of his lifestyle, he doesn’t always keep them — finding some of the people he meets at events can be boring. Ultimately he does his best to try and keep all of his promises. 

Has your muse ever been religious? Are they now? Can they be swayed into a faith?

Aster - How quick is your muse to trust in a relationship? What conditions have to be satisfied in order for them to trust their partner? What is the quickest way to break that trust?

So, here’s the thing. Steve hasn’t had a chance to find out. I mean - okay, when he became all serumed up gorgeous Captain America, there was. Action. Sure. But relationships? Suffice it to say Steve’s never really had a serious relationship. So he doesn’t actually know what it’d be like for him to trust someone in a romantic setting. What he’d need from them to feel that level of comfort and security, what he’d expect - or what they’d expect from him.

Arum - Has your muse ever been religious? Are they now? Can they be swayed into a faith?