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Name: Classified.
Nickname: Tai, Tai Dai, Foxman
Birthday: April 24
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Height: Like 5’11” I think?
Time zone: GMT
What time & date it is there: 06:39, July 31st 2014
What time & date it would be in Antarctica:  Google it

Average hours of sleep I get each night: 5-8, depending.
RL OTP:  Me and my diamond <3
Other OTPs:  Lots. Usually not the standard ones either.

The last thing I Google’d was: ‘Nosgoth how to change class mid-match’
My most used phrase/s: ‘
Doop doop’, ‘Well fuck that’, ‘Meow’ (in varying tones)
First word that comes to mind: Penis (I swear I’m not gay)
What I last said to a family member:  ‘You take care of yourself, okay?’
One place that makes me happy and why: My bedroom. It’s mine, and lots of fond memories here.
How many blankets I sleep under: One, but I change which one depending on temperature.
Favourite beverage: Orange Lucozade 
The last movie I watched in the cinemas was: I don’t really go to cinemas… probably Coraline for a date like, four years ago.
Three things I can’t live without: My girlfriend, my internet, chicken
Something I plan on learning: How to be an internet personality.
A piece of advice for all my followers: Socializing is a form of psychological warfare. Don’t be intimidated by this - it means there are tactics, there are ways to play smart and to ‘win’. It’s a lot easier to figure out how to deal with people when you stop trying to fathom how they think and start working out what their goals are, because working out their goals is how you work out how they think.

You all have to listen to this song: Shatter Me - Lindsey Stirling

My blog/s:  thatfreakingfennec, vonmindoraan, skinnylittletwit, themanbehindthetarp

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this, I’m not fussy.

ditenean:

lindsayetumbls:

paxamericana:

holy shit

This is, hands down, his greatest work to date.

…..he knows too much.

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"Hoy, Smiles, how’s yer ma doin’, anyway?"

"Huh?" The blank look was new - he was used to startled, or surprised, but not blank.

"Your mother?"

"…Who?"

"…Daine? The dragon?"

"…Man I don’t even know who you’re talking about."

She’s not joking, is she..? He tilts his head, frowning. She doesn’t sound like she’s joking…

"…Okay, well… I just remembered a thing I gotta do, gotta go iron the fish, y’know? Catch ya later."

He’s uneasy enough he doesn’t bother waiting for her to look away to teleport.

—————

"Hey, big guy, how’s the wife? Haven’t seen her in a while."

"…I’m aware we have one of the more amicable relationships between guardian and felon in Azdun, but I don’t have the patience for your head games today."

"No, I - I’m serious. Your wife? Daine? My sister?"

"…Are you sure you are talking to the right Koishe?" The dragon’s rarely terribly concerned, where Tai’s concerned.

He’s looking concerned, now.

…To say Tai also looks concerned might be an understatement - ‘frantic’ might be a better phrase.

"I, I have no idea anymore. I should be but…" He doesn’t even bother giving an excuse this time, vanishing mid-sentence.

—————

"Dad!" It’s not often Tai shows up at the Studio, and less often he comes directly calling for his father. It’s enough to get attention, and at least mild interest.

"Mmmyes?"

"D’you know where Daine is?" The fennec’s hands are clenched, nervous energy boiling over. Last shot, when all else fails Dad always knows what’s going on.

The faint expression of puzzlement is almost alien on the elder fox’s face.

"…I haven’t the faintest of what you’re on about, I’m afraid…"

And if you were to listen closely, you might just hear the faint sound of hope shattering.

£

"Hey. Hey, hey hey hey, listen to me, c’mon. Jus’ listen for a sec?"

"Maybe I’m all in your head. That don’t have to mean a damn thing. C’mere." A hand’s held out, fingers splayed. "You can touch me, right? You’ve done it before, you know you can. Y’can see me, y’can hear me - I’d say taste an’ smell, but, heh…" The grin’s real enough, at least. Or as real as it ever was, anyway.

"I’m here. Maybe you dreamt me up, but I’m real, at least to the only one who matters. An’ that’s all I need. If you’re imaginin’ me, then it’s a dream you needed. An’ you don’t gotta worry, okay? I’m stayin’ with you, s’long as you want me. Dream or no dream, you’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

"I’m not goin’ anywhere, li’l bit. Promise."

Send ¥ and my muse will react to learning that yours is just a figment of their imagination and never truly existed at all.

gingeelightningbug:

Send £ and my muse will react to finding out they’re part of your imagination.

"Alright, I'll tell you what. I will hire you on, give you the papers to sign and contract, give you the gear and supplies, as well as assign you a room. You have told me very good points, and having you would be useful. However, I am worried of a double cross. That has been something I've been wary of, since you have abilities somewhat like my own. So, I am trusting you with this. Can I count on you?"

"To get the job done? Definitely. The way the book says? Probably not."

At least he’s honest about it.

"Y’don’t gotta worry ‘bout me backstabbin’ you. Idea of tryin’ to run this place gives me an ulcer jus’ thinkin’ ‘bout it, you got bigger balls’n I do if y’ask me. Jus’ wear ‘em on the inside, hah. An’ you do good work - I got friends on both sides’a the fence, an’ the types’a things you take down, from the looks’a things? Problems for everyone. More’n happy to solve a few’a them."

"The gear stuff, there any special clauses for personal gear? I mean I’ll pack whatever you tell me to if I gotta, but given the choice, I got a few favourites. Probably need a run down on gettin’ external help an’ such too, I run with a few folks from time to time can call in if needed, but if there’s hoops to jump through, oughta know that ahead’a time."

For somebody doing this out of boredom, he’s a lot more savvy about the paperwork than might be expected.

…Frankly for someone with his attention span he’s more savvy than might be expected.

"You're shittin' me, right chief? February?" Seriously how does he keep getting in here. "Look, I know a few people, you say the word, I can get a stake-out goin' for ya. Anytime, anyplace, if you're worried 'bout your safety, ain't much gets past these ears, y'know?" The afformentioned appendages are wagged once, which sets them bouncing twice. "Can call in a favour or two if you're really worried, but seriously, even a badass like you needs to take a breather now an' then. C'mon, please?"

darckcarnival:

darckcarnival:

Christ, this was starting to get freaky. Mirror image freaky. Talk about stealing her gig. Not like she had any room to judge, considering she was a creeper and did that sort of popping in even worse.

"Look, I appreciate the offer, I really do. But I wouldn’t put you or anyone else through that. Besides, it’s not others i am worried about. I’m worried about my self. I am more dangerous to my self than anything else. God knows what my mind might do after that trauma ages ago when my heart beat was stopped. I choose to stay awake since then. But I do take breathers, some weekends off, chilling out."

Watching as the fox humanoid walked out through the DOOR, was shocking in and of it’s self. And it had Darck legitimately staring at the door in shock. Hell, it had done so much, that when Tai came in through a corner, it made the creeper jump and whirl around.

Listening to the words and explanation, the woman frowned deeply. Watching the little bottle with a look of unease.. .she did not at all trust any sort of strange liquids meant to mess with ones head. Especially when her mind is split enough already. Although she did see how useful it was for others, especially full on humans and mortals… What the hell would it do for her? It seemed like a risk.

"Well, you see, my immune system is heavily shifted and changed. And being what I am, it sort of doesn’t always accept things that mess with my head. It can end either badly, or comically. Hrrmmm.. I appreciate the offer, and I see how it can be helpful or useful… but I don’t think it would be wise, especially for a half breed like me."

Darck nearly reached forwards, but pulled back. Making her decision. “No, no, you keep it. I don’t want to risk it. But none the less I thank you for the offer, I really do. But I’d rather not risk what could happen.”

"… You really want me to officially hire you, don’t you?"

"Eh." He shrugs. "I get bored a lot, I’m useful when I wanna be, an’ your work sounds like fun. ‘Sides, tryin’ to keep me outta things ain’t ‘xactly workin’ out so far is it?" 

He probably shouldn’t be smirking given the offer, but he is anyway.

"Way I figure it, you get someone you can throw at the rough jobs safely, I get something to do that isn’t trying to work out how to make my gun hit targets ‘cross the horizon, everyone wins, right? An’ I got a pretty good contact network I can call in on things too."

"Worst case scenario, I’m a liability or somethin’, who better to track me down than you? An’ if y’got me where you can keep an eye on me, s’that much easier to figure me out, right?" Now that might be a bit of a low blow.

"You're shittin' me, right chief? February?" Seriously how does he keep getting in here. "Look, I know a few people, you say the word, I can get a stake-out goin' for ya. Anytime, anyplace, if you're worried 'bout your safety, ain't much gets past these ears, y'know?" The afformentioned appendages are wagged once, which sets them bouncing twice. "Can call in a favour or two if you're really worried, but seriously, even a badass like you needs to take a breather now an' then. C'mon, please?"

darckcarnival:

Christ, this was starting to get freaky. Mirror image freaky. Talk about stealing her gig. Not like she had any room to judge, considering she was a creeper and did that sort of popping in even worse.

"Look, I appreciate the offer, I really do. But I wouldn’t put you or anyone else through that. Besides, it’s not others i am worried about. I’m worried about my self. I am more dangerous to my self than anything else. God knows what my mind might do after that trauma ages ago when my heart beat was stopped. I choose to stay awake since then. But I do take breathers, some weekends off, chilling out."

He purses his - lips? Muzzle? - in thought, tilting his head.

"A’right, then give me jus’ a tick?"

He actually uses the door to leave - which just makes his showing up in the opposite corner of the room about thirty seconds later more confusing.

"A’right, I found a thing. It… -should- work, on you? Y’ain’t got all that different a physiology to a straight up human, right? Besides the whole vampire thing I mean.” He’s holding a small medicine bottle, shaking the contents lightly.

"Fucks about a bit with some’a the brain’s neurochemiwhatsits. Y’know how dolphins sleep with half their brain at a time so they don’t drown? Basically tweaks your brain makeup some to let it do the same thing. Suppresses the subconscious a lot while it’s at it, so y’don’t get people jumpin’ outta windows thinkin’ they can fly ‘cause’a a dream."

The bottle’s held out, the fennec smiling broadly. “Pop two of them when y’got breathers where y’ain’t doin’ much, probably leave you a little loopy while it’s workin’, but I figure, better’n nothin’ right? Oughta be ‘bout a month’s supply in there - I ain’t gettin’ you anymore, so try an’ use ‘em to transition into proper sleep? Or don’t, you’re the boss.”

"Jus’, take care’a yourself, a’right chief? Nothin’ else, we can’t have you losin’ your edge. Where else am I gonna find someone who can take me, huh?"

[Lover meme] "Whatever the fuck happens in there, I bet you it's creative, and not without variety." Sakura comments.

“‘Course it is! I mean sure, there’s stuff that works, but that differs from person to person. Y’gotta experiment every time, y’know? Ain’t oughta be any shame in it, neither. What goes on in the bedroom’s ‘tween you, your partner, your other partner, the live in-house audience, the production crew, the hardware store y’bought the equipment at, an’ the marchin’ band providin’ the soundtrack.”

…He’s got to be taking the piss, right?

…Right?