#syxblue

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My Opinion on; @syx-blue​

Character in general:  I’ll do it for Belle because I haven’t interacted with Syx much! But I adore Belle. She’s extremely unique and brings a lot of representation for a lot of different things to the table. Cas is crazy about her and will honestly do whatever he can to protect her. I’ll go more into detail but I love the way the mun plays her. Honestly we need more muses like this. That are so unapologetically themselves and that have all these beautiful characteristics. Belle is a gem and I adore her just from the little interaction they’ve had.How they play them: Beautifully. Truthfully, I admire that they can match my length, and provide just as much depth. I love hearing the thoughts of a muse, and I love looking into how they tick and what makes them work like they do and Sam is just wonderful at doing this. truly it’s quite remarkable and I’m always excited to see what new bit of info I’ll be getting about their muse. Love love love.The Mun: absolute sweetheart. We don’t chat as frequently as I do with my other partners but every time we do I leave smiling. So enthusiastic about threads, so honest and open and I admire how deep their efforts go. the research and the dedication they put into their muse is beautiful, and I really really enjoy chatting and plotting with Sam. Like you do you fam, ily.

Do I:

RP with them: of courseWant to RP with them:  hell yes i do i do

What is my;

        ❝ And you could even have one of those white horses with really long hair. ❞ Caspian went on, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he looked back down at he tin tray before him. Fingers were messed with his meal, the naan bread doing a good enough job to suck up much of the sauce as he brought it to his lips, hunching over the table some as he took a fair sized bite. Rice stuck to his lower lip until he licked it away, chewing for a few moments. 

— ❋ almost got himself killed. yell at him.

        ❝ I know, Belle. ❞ He grumbled, a cloth being held to his face to stop both the swelling and the bleeding. He hadn’t intended to run his bike into that car –– though in reality it was a stupid idea to try and make that red light. Nothing was broken, just a nasty scraped face that he wasn’t looking forward to showing his fathers yet. He didn’t hesitate to call his friend first, and see if she could take him home. Of course she decided the hospital was best.