On apping to destinystrings

[trigram]

Okay so, you're looking for a game to put me in, and it's based on a setting you love and they allow "original characters" like myself. Okay... That's good right?

I guess I should be happy now that I won't be bored inside your placid brain, but are you really sure you could handle this? Just last night you initiated a "clean-slate protocol" and kicked out your many muses, save for a handful that remain to get reaped for a later date. You even dropped out of NaNoWriMo with a story I'm starring in. I thought you're proud of that?

[Sofia sighed, rubbing her face then shaking her head]

Well you know I hate how indecisive you can be. You're even making me decide for you. So for the sake of my sanity, go ahead and apply. You still hurt my feelings that you just dropped that story about me for NaNo. It's easy for you to just throw away, you didn't have to live it.

So if you really do care for me, you give me something to do. Give me a mission, a purpose, anything to get my brain going. Or would you prefer if other people enable you to?

[Sofia shrugs, drinking from her reusable water vessel]

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[trigram]

[They both seem to suck at social clues]

If any of them manage to intrigue me, I sure wouldn't mind. The radioactive alien cows doesn't sound very promising though.

[If any of them have serial killers or are surrounded by myths, she would love to debunk the hell out of that]