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[stellationing]

Leave me a scenario (one of your own or choose from here) and include any particular preferences as well if you wish.

Or, if you want to just leave a comment with a picture or a word as a prompt and suggest which muse of mine you want, that works too! I might just be a bit slow with those.

Make a reply asking for anyone here on the subject title.

If you choose a character on the maybe list, I will definitely be slow with them.

If you know a specific "verse" of character you want, specify. If it's a cross-canon scene and you don't specify, you might get a CR AU.

Alternately, if you'd rather place a comment on the muse's contact post. Or if you want to do something a little more privately, let me know and I'll set something up elsewhere.

Go to the RNG if you don't have a specific scenario in mind.

Have fun!

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[fatedcircle]

I'll talk to Zell.

[panicswitched]

He's the hotdog perp, you think? Thank god it didn't have condiments on it.

[fatedcircle]

It wouldn't surprise me if he were.

[And if he is, there are definitely going to need to be Words Had about appropriate places to leave hot dogs.]

[panicswitched]

What the hell? Why?

[fatedcircle]

He gets... enthusiastic about hot dogs.

[panicswitched]

...Why do I feel like that's not... Please tell me that's not an innuendo. Wait, but if it's not... CAN WE NOT

[ ohgod she's having terrible thoughts about where that hot dog has been right now SHE NEEDS AN ADULT AND SOME BRAIN BLEACH. ]

[fatedcircle]

...

It's not.

[panicswitched]

...I'm not sure if this makes it better or not.

So, uh... let me know when you hear from this Zell person because I really don't want this hotdog in my purse anymore.

[fatedcircle]

...You don't have to keep it. It's just a hot dog.

[panicswitched]

I'm not. I just...

I want my keys back. If Zell has them, I'd really like them now.

[fatedcircle]

[There's a pause before the next text comes in, presumably on account of Squall actually going to ask.]

He says he's only responsible for the hot dog.

[panicswitched]

Dammit! Who the hell has my keys?!

You sure he doesn't know?

[fatedcircle]

Yeah.

I can ask if anyone else at the Garden might know, if you want?

[panicswitched]

/Please./

[ even her text sounds desperate. ]

[fatedcircle]

Sure.

[It might take some time, but that's probably only to be expected.]

[panicswitched]

Thanks, man.

[ she can wait. usually. she's done worse than wait, after all. right now, she's way more concerned about her damn keys, though, and she spends the time texting everyone else she knows about where her damn keys are. ]

[fatedcircle]

[It takes time - the most likely culprits are also not particularly inclined to be the most forthcoming - but eventually another text comes in.]

They aren't here. Sorry.

[panicswitched]

Crap. Well, thanks for checking. If you see them turn up, lemme know?

[fatedcircle]

I'll let you know.

[panicswitched]

Yeah, thanks. And if I find it, I'll let you know.

See you around?

[fatedcircle]

Yeah.