#xmacavity

Are you here to complain about the noise?

If yes, I can absolutely point you in the direction of the leeches that are responsible.

Opinion on;

Character in general: You play quite the pantheon, sweetheart. To which am I turning my attention to? Hehe - don’t mind me! I will speak for Ophelia, whom I have had the greatest experience with. She is a character after Castiel’s own heart, and certainly one that he can identify with! She is patient and already exhibiting signs of a deeper level - one that stretches far beyond the simplicity of their sparse wording. Ophelia is your character, and she is a damn good one.

How they play them: I’ve nothing to truly compare it to, yet I think you should know that your writing is certainly something that stands out to me. On your former blog - of which I have unfortunately forgotten the URL, please forgive my embarrassment - I was struck by the poetry within your prose. You are a patient writer, which is a rare gift. I am honoured to be RPing with you

The Mun: Ah see, now - you use icons of kittens as an OC faceclaim. Lemme just say, you are as cute, fluffy and cuddly as a kitten, dear heart. Accomodating and patient OC as you are IC. It is a struggle not to roll upon every morning post that I see you make!

Do I:

RP with them: Indeed I doWant to RP with them: For the longest time, I pined. I could not be happier. 

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Yours might be a trade of numerous muses, one of quantity but you have sacrificed not an ounce of quality for any one of them. Your prose is to be admired, and your character’s lauded. I am very very very EXTREMELY happy to be interacting with you!  

Opinion on;

Character in general: Truth be told—-I have no idea just yet. We’ve only just started interacting and I’ve yet to form an opinion, though me and cocky characters tend to not work very well, since I’m very dominant myself and my muses aren’t exactly shy either…we’ll see if this situation proves to turn out positive :P So far, I’m enjoying the character.How they play them: Really well? I mean, OCs are always as the writer intended them to be :P But the para threads are really eloquent and descriptive and that’s something I appreciate when writing with someone.The Mun: Is, once again, part of the little gang I’ve built up here :3 When I came here, there were a few open arms to receive me and I feel like I’ve been pleasantly stuck in a giant group hug ever since. Again, a very nice mun, though it couldn’t hurt for us to talk out of character even more than the amount we do right now.

Do I:

RP with them: Yup!Want to RP with them: Of course :3

What is my;

❤ if you want to plot a ship

(( whee zes

I love all your muses like a crazy lot so yes that sounds v. good

Like a black hole, it draws the masses. Flashes of metal, the smell of warm leather, the sound of boots and low chatter fill the space like a fluid. Nick is there, among them, brushing shoulders with dark strangers and tasting the late summer night on hot, expectant tongues. 

It's sticky and hot, cramped with bodies, and Nick has played in seedier places, has bumped elbows with dirtier people, but never has he felt a darkness with such an electric surge. And when he plays on the stage, as small as it is, there is blinding color washing him over, igniting a thrill somewhere in the pit of his stomach. 

This is what he lives for. The music swelling and breaking around him, his own voice reverberating around him from the microphone, the tightening crowd as the first wave builds.

           stuck inside the circumstances, lonely at the top--                           i've always been an introvert,                                     happily bleeding

And when it's over, when his turn in the (admittedly small) spotlight is done, he's leaning against the wall near the bar and smoking. Nick is grateful that this place doesn't seem to give a shit about regulations, that they aren't kicking him out for lighting up, and they're not really carding the people who wanted to come see the show. As long as no one makes an ass of themselves, everything seems to be pretty okay. 

His snubs out one cigarette with the toe of his boot and then he fishes another out of his pack. He glances upward, sees a girl standing nearby him, and can't help but blurt out, "You're really adorable."