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 "Then allies, yeah. Whatever name you wanna give it. People who... I'unno, know when to kick the shit out of each other. Stopping people doing dumb shit for the greater good?" ∴ • ✂ • ⚑ • ¿ [artist] | You wanted to be famous after all It started as a game but you couldn't quit Leap Frog past the bullshit And be done with it and I know just what you like Oh I know just what you need The ego's a hard thing to relax But it's so easy to feed And I know what you want, know what you need I know what you want, know what you need So, hit me Cause I don't wanna lose tonight This goes on and on and on And I don't wanna lose you too So, hit me Cause I don't wanna lose tonight This goes on and on and on And I don't wanna lose you too Married to your job but you're not attached Never could have guessed what's wrong with that I don't know why, I don't know what I bother I am a serious man Oh you just wait and see The world was a hard place to conquer So just let it be |
| BEAUREGARD |
| Monk. Reckless. Punchgirl extreme. For a woman without a destiny in a group of incredibly chosen people, Beau always kind of knew that her life didn't have much direction, but she absolutely couldn't forsee getting kidnapped to another world to help with the quest of a god. This sort of thing was supposed to be in the hands of someone like Caduceus, or Jester- not her, the girl without a quest, a purpose. Even getting one handed to her seems dubious by now. Despite taking it all in stride and having very little to truly get back to, Beau is beginning to worry about what she's gotten herself into here and what will be waiting for her when she does get back to it all. For now, it seems like there aren't really consequences here if she plays her cards right- so there's no downside to sticking with the game, gathering information, and seeing how it shakes. As long as she keeps herself away from the epicenter, it should be fine. But y'know, Beau's not great at not getting involved. |
∴ canon | ₪ cross-canon | ♥ family | ღ flirted/flirting with | ★ friends | ✔ trusted | ||
| ✘ dislike | ◑ neutral | ¿ uncertain | ✂ complicated | ❖ want to know better | ⟲ angry with | ||
| ⚑ shady | ⚡ dangerous | ⊗ worry | ø unknown | 回 acquaintance | ❱ avoidance |
yasha.
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[artist]
And sometimes
I think I'm doing fine, I think I'm pretty smart
I'm quite convinced that I can keep myself apart
Oh then the walls become thin, and somebody gets in
I'm defenseless
But it won't happen again, it probably won't happen again
But there's something about you
I wanna risk going through
Future heart break, future headaches
Wide-eyed nights late-lying awake
With future cold shakes from stupid mistakes
Future me hates me for
Hates me for
It's getting dangerous, I could get hurt I know
I've counted up the cons, they far outweigh the pros
Oh and the floodgates are down, it's the Marlborough Sounds
I am drowning
It's too late for me now
I need you sticking around
Despite herself Beau finds herself thinking of Yasha a lot in the last six or so months, especially since the rejection rooms and and her temporary disappearance. Beau isn't used to being missed or having anyone know she's even gone, so the fact that Yasha came looking for her more than once and expresses concern when she can't be found sends her into some kind of tizzy. She's never been good at confronting her emotions- or uh, feeling them for that matter- so this hasn't been expressed outside of her slapping her journal on her forehead a number of times. But now, with Yasha gone again, it might be time to think about saying something to someone...