i'm a damsel. i'm in distress. i can handle it.

OOC; … I reaaaally need to learn how to make those ‘poker face’ images that look like your character. D:

*Needs one for Meg*

Hey there. Name’s Meg.

Hey, how’s it going? I’m Meg.

ooc: dont forget aliens!

OOC; alkjsdf;lkaf Omg she and Jumba should so meet, it’d be hilarious. I think she could handle aliens after a while, though. Just ‘cuz she deals with the Lord of the Dead and she’s dealt with some pretty crazzzzy monsters, yo. trololo.

Hey. I’m Megara. Call me Meg.

moi-myself-and-moi:

big-tough-girl:

moi-myself-and-moi started following you

Hey there. I’m Meg.

Oh, well, hello! I’m sure that moi doesn’t require any introductions…

… Actually, I could stand one. *Smirks* And you are?

… Hi. I’m Meg.

Hey. Name’s Meg. How’s it going?

Hey there. I’m Meg.

foureyedscientist:

I fucking love Oscar Proud.

I want to be him when I grow up.

TRUDAAAAAAAAY

OOC; So I go to Mapcrunch to give it another shot because I got uber frustrated the last time… and when I go to click “Hide Location”, I see this:

JUST… RANDOMLY PUTTING ME INTO DLP. WAY TO BE, MAPCRUNCH.

So I’m staying here. No airport searching tonight.

thewebspinner:

1. Do they have any daily rituals?
2. What does their bedroom look like?
3. Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?
4. What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?
5. Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.) 
6. Eating habits and sample daily menu
7. Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time
8. Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging 
9. Makeup? 
10. Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?
11. Intellectual pursuits?
12. Favorite book genre?
13. Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?
14. Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.) 
15. Biggest and smallest short term goal?
16. Biggest and smallest long term goal?
17. Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress
18. Favorite beverage?
19. What do they think about before falling asleep at night?
20. Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?
21. Turn-ons? Turn-offs?
22. Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?
23. How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?
24. Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?
25. How do they see themselves 5 years from today?
26. Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?
27. What is their biggest regret?
28. Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?
29. Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)
30. Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)
31. Most prized possession?
32. Thoughts on material possessions in general?
33. Concept of home and family? 
34. Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)
35. What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?
36. What makes them feel guilty?
37. Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?
38. Would they consider themselves a Type A or Type B personality? 
39. What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?
40. Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?
41. How misanthropic are they? 
42. Hobbies?
43. How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?
44. Religion?
45. Superstitions or views on the occult?
46. Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?
47. If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?
48. How do they express love?
49. If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?
50. Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

[So.. Not going to get any asks with these, because 2 followers. Might drop a few headcanons in the blog from time to time when I’m bored.

Just putting the list up here for my own benefit really, so I can go back to it when I like.]

styx-andstones:

big-tough-girl:

styx-andstones:

big-tough-girl:

Meg rolled onto her side, still feeling immense pain from the day before. To be honest, she wasn’t sure what day it was, or how long she’d been in bed, but … she was getting tired of it. She missed moving. She missed her freedom to go where she wanted, when she wanted. … Well, what little freedom she had to do that, anyway.

After staring at the ceiling for a moment, she decided she wasn’t going to take this any longer. It still hurt to breathe, and her head was killing her, but damn it, she would not be confined to a bed until she healed. If Hades were there, he would have tried to talk her out of it… and probably hold her down until she promised she wouldn’t do anything stupid. But he wasn’t there. And she could do what she wanted.

Putting her hand on the nightstand beside the bed, Meg slid her feet onto the ground. It was taking all of her energy and effort, but she was going to do it. And… with another push, she was on her feet. She was standing. She was leaning against the wall, but she was standing.

Scaling the wall, Meg huffed and puffed as she slid her feet across the floor. She was so close to the hallway, she could feel it. What she was going to do when she got out there, she wasn’t sure. But she was walking, and it gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Hades appeared in front of her with a puff of smoke, blocking the doorway by spreading his arms out against the frame and leaning forward. “Morning, Meggy!” He chimed extra cheerfully, just to piss her off. “So you must be feeling ten times better to be able to get out of bed right?! And to walk?” He gasped dramatically. “Dear me, you’re sooo resilient!” He gave her nose a quick peck and stayed in the door way, a smug grin spread across his lips. 

“Stop with the tone,” She murmured, keeping her hand on the wall. “I’m not staying in bed all day.” Meg’s violet eyes shot a glare at him. Very quickly, she let out a cry, clutching her ribcage with one hand and grabbing his arm with the other. “I’m… not…” She paused for a moment, remembering she wasn’t alone. Meg silenced her cry, and replaced it with a mediocre, childish “… ow.” Damn him. He always had to catch her.

He couldn’t help but laugh. The laughter quickly stopped as he gave Meg a stern look. Pointing to the bed, he said, “Rest. Now. Go on!” He was shooing her away, attempting to make the stubborn woman move. Creating the vial of medicine in his hand again, he shoved it into her hand. “And finish that.”

Meg shot an even sharper glare at him as he laughed, as if that was possible. “And… if I don’t?” She raised a challenging brow, referring to resting in bed. She took the vile willingly — while the stuff worked slow, it … made her sleep well, in time. It just took a while. But she didn’t want to rest. “I’m not laying in bed all day, Hades.” Her tone was stern and serious.

styx-andstones:

big-tough-girl:

Meg rolled onto her side, still feeling immense pain from the day before. To be honest, she wasn’t sure what day it was, or how long she’d been in bed, but … she was getting tired of it. She missed moving. She missed her freedom to go where she wanted, when she wanted. … Well, what little freedom she had to do that, anyway.

After staring at the ceiling for a moment, she decided she wasn’t going to take this any longer. It still hurt to breathe, and her head was killing her, but damn it, she would not be confined to a bed until she healed. If Hades were there, he would have tried to talk her out of it… and probably hold her down until she promised she wouldn’t do anything stupid. But he wasn’t there. And she could do what she wanted.

Putting her hand on the nightstand beside the bed, Meg slid her feet onto the ground. It was taking all of her energy and effort, but she was going to do it. And… with another push, she was on her feet. She was standing. She was leaning against the wall, but she was standing.

Scaling the wall, Meg huffed and puffed as she slid her feet across the floor. She was so close to the hallway, she could feel it. What she was going to do when she got out there, she wasn’t sure. But she was walking, and it gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Hades appeared in front of her with a puff of smoke, blocking the doorway by spreading his arms out against the frame and leaning forward. “Morning, Meggy!” He chimed extra cheerfully, just to piss her off. “So you must be feeling ten times better to be able to get out of bed right?! And to walk?” He gasped dramatically. “Dear me, you’re sooo resilient!” He gave her nose a quick peck and stayed in the door way, a smug grin spread across his lips. 

“Stop with the tone,” She murmured, keeping her hand on the wall. “I’m not staying in bed all day.” Meg’s violet eyes shot a glare at him. Very quickly, she let out a cry, clutching her ribcage with one hand and grabbing his arm with the other. “I’m… not…” She paused for a moment, remembering she wasn’t alone. Meg silenced her cry, and replaced it with a mediocre, childish “… ow.” Damn him. He always had to catch her.

littlegirlintheorangetutu:

Why, hello there!~

Thanks for following me!

Hey there, not a problem. Name’s Meg.

foureyedscientist:

Kayley

Garrett

Hiccup

Toothless

Astrid

Seriously they are really sweet people. I haven’t successfully interacted with them yet but they always brighten up my dash and I consider them my friends. So WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU WAITING FOR, GO GO GO.

Meg rolled onto her side, still feeling immense pain from the day before. To be honest, she wasn’t sure what day it was, or how long she’d been in bed, but … she was getting tired of it. She missed moving. She missed her freedom to go where she wanted, when she wanted. … Well, what little freedom she had to do that, anyway.

After staring at the ceiling for a moment, she decided she wasn’t going to take this any longer. It still hurt to breathe, and her head was killing her, but damn it, she would not be confined to a bed until she healed. If Hades were there, he would have tried to talk her out of it… and probably hold her down until she promised she wouldn’t do anything stupid. But he wasn’t there. And she could do what she wanted.

Putting her hand on the nightstand beside the bed, Meg slid her feet onto the ground. It was taking all of her energy and effort, but she was going to do it. And… with another push, she was on her feet. She was standing. She was leaning against the wall, but she was standing.

Scaling the wall, Meg huffed and puffed as she slid her feet across the floor. She was so close to the hallway, she could feel it. What she was going to do when she got out there, she wasn’t sure. But she was walking, and it gave her a sense of satisfaction.

We love you ;D At least, I do.

OOC; Gurrrrrrl, I LOVE YOU MORE. <3

OOC;

When I’m promo-ed randomly, out of the blue.

YOU GUYS RULE.

OOC; ^ Go talk to her if you’re interested!

lookingthroughyoureyes:

lookingthroughyoureyes:

Don’t you guys think this guy is a total hottie?

He’s tall, rugged, and handsome. A triple threat. Haven’t you ever wanted to talk to him? Flirt with him? Just gahhh. Like, it’s Garrett. I mean, he’s the hottest animated character ever. And on top of that? He’s a total bad ass. He’s blind, but he still kicks ass. Anyways. Now’s your chance to get to know him. To talk to him. All that jazz.

ialwaysforgethatone

Yup. That’s a link. Right there. For Garrett. Yeah. This guy.

 

So go and follow him, right now! And then flood his ask box. Cause he’s pretty darn sexy. And he’s just about the coolest guy you’ll ever meet. So why don’t you go meet him? ;)

And if you need any more of a reason to go talk to him, listen to him sing. UNF.

[Ooc: Just cause I love this person to death. Go follow, pretty please! <3 ]

drakehetaro:

big-tough-girl started following you

“Well hellooo there!” Drake said with a wide grin. He played a slow note on his violin as he looked over the woman before him. “My name is Drake. Traveller, adventurer, musician, whatever other title you wish to tag on!” He said with a laugh and a bow. “A pleasure to meet you, m’lady.”

“Wow, sounds like you get around,” She smirked. “I’m Meg. Nice to meet you too.”

I KNOW. THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN. it was actually one of my (crack) ideas for rp but then I was like wait… no jerkules :c

*PRAYS TO THE RP GODS*

I would make a Hercules account just for you, but I suck at Hercules. XD

THAT WOULD BE SOOOO KICK ASSSS.

And I’m sure you’d be awesome at himmm! -nudgenudge-

beautyonice:

big-tough-girl started following you

“Hello!”

“Hey there. I’m Meg.”