Anonymous sent: She blinked but just hugged her father back. She shouldn't have said that. Even though her aunt told her about the war, and told her not to tell him that she told her, she wanted to show him that she can do it. "Alright Papa." As the hug was over, she kissed his cheek. "I love you, Papa." And off she goes to play with Joey.

It wasn’t so much he was scared she couldn’t do it, but he just didn’t want to make the same mistake twice. He kissed her forehead before letting her go, “I love you too. And tell your auntie i said hello~” he called as she scurried away.

Halloween Magic Anons! For the glory of October soon...

Feel free to suggest more to the mod and use whenever. This is for the spooky holiday season for you rp enthusiasts <3
Smashing Pumpkins: Muse gains a patch of pumpkins to themselves for whatever purpose
Lovely Bones: Muse gains an animate skeleton companion for 24 hours
Zombie/Undead: Muse becomes a zombie or partially undead
Somewhat Batty: Muse is now a vampire and must feed on the blood of their friends
Not Just Moonlight: Muse turns into a werewolf and is sworn to protect/obey whomever sent the ask
It's Alive!: Muse undergoes major surgery by a stranger and transforms into a enhanced freak being
Magic Girl/Boy: Muse possess magical abilities (Mod decides what kind of magic)
Beautiful Boogie Man: Muse becomes an entity of fear/despair and must haunt others to keep alive
Here Kitty Kitty: Muse gains cat-like abilities and emits bad luck to everyone around them
Scary Straw: Muse's insides is now made of straw and crows constantly attack them
Cheshire Wonder: Muse gains Cheshire-cat like powers and must talk in riddles
Are You My Mummy?: Muse is bandaged head to toe and must keep their bandages intact in order for their body parts not to fall off
Arachnophilia: Muse develops spider-like abilities and can summon large spiders as companions
Spooky Spectral: Muse is now a being that cannot touch or be touched they must scare others to feel their surroundings
King's Clown: Muse dresses like a clown/jester and entertains whoever sent the ask
Apart of the Act: Muse is now apart of a carnival act (mod decides what position)
Hug Me I'm Scared: Muse becomes a murderous villain out for blood
Freakshow: Muse is deformed beyond cognition and must hide from an angry mob
Wicked Don't Rest: Muse becomes a demon/enraged spirit that haunts someone/some place of their choosing
On Your Shoulder: Muse becomes the guardian angel of their ask
Do You Smell That?: Muse is now an irradiated monstrosity that solely survives off of radioactivity
Candyman: Muse can made any sort of candy they desire but must eat only sweets to curb their appetite
Trick-No-Treat: Muse is now a master prankster that thrives off of playing with others
Anonymous sent: Once she finally stopped laughing, taking a minute to breathe, she answered him. "I just wanted to impress him. He said that he wanted to be an Engineer or maybe a Pyro, or or a Sniper like his sister and his mama."

His heart skipped a beat and he pursed his lips. The very last thing he wanted was for her to go out and fight this useless war, a war thats been raging since before even he was born, a war that took his first child away. But that was a story he still wasn’t sure he should tell to her…instead, he gently took her shoulders and pulled her into a hug, “I just want you to be safe…now, run along. I know you probably still have more stuff hiding on you, but just promise me you’ll be careful?”

Anonymous sent: She was still pouting. "But Papa," As much as he cared for her safety, she understand his reasons. She does adopt it from Marcus of course. That's why she wanted to a sneaky Spy like him when she's older. Maybe like from the movies she watched at her Aunt's Natasha apartment with Joey. She let out a loud giggle as he started tickling her and out fell down a disguise kit she stole once more.

As impressed as he was of her skills, he was terrified for her. The last thing he ever wanted was for her to end up like her deceased brother, or worse, himself. Although, her curiosity got the best of her, and she was just a natural at this, almost as good as him. When the kit fell out, he grabbed it right away, tsking. “You wouldn’t even fit in this, silly girl! The illusion would look all distorted…what do you need a disguise kit for anyway, you’re just going to play with Joey!” Kids these days…also, he needed to hide his stuff better.

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Anonymous sent: She pouted and did as her father told her to. She took out not only her knife but his knife that she took from his jacket when he was not looking. "Now can I go?"

Oh he knew it. He sighed, not really too surprised that she also managed to take his knife. That’s why he did these checks. “Honey, I love you, but if you keep doing this, I’ll have to take your knives and hide them.” In a locked safe. With a fingerprint lock. And a retinal scan, probably. “But just one more thing…” He suddenly grinning and reached out, tickling her sides, but also checking for any lumps that don’t belong, say, another knife.

Anonymous sent: "Papa! Can I go and play with Joey please?" She looked at her father with puppy eyes. "I promise not to bring my knife this time."

Marcus looked down, smiling warmly, then he bent to her level. “Of course sweetie. But just to be safe, can you empty your pockets for me?” Marcus knew any child of his was going to be a sneaky devil, just like himself. And experience taught him to play it safe.

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18. A bloodied knife

He opened the door and blinked, looking at her, and then the knife in her hand. “…Did I leave that with you?”

"Nancy found it. As a knife thrower, she found your throw quite badly."

He grumbled and took the knife, wiping it as he examined it, “I don’t think this one is mine…too new, and it’s still sharp. I didn’t throw this…”

She blinked and looked at the knife. “Huh…Thought it was yours by stealing it.”

He shrugged, “I might have picked it off another spy or something but it’s not directly mine. I don’t know, I don’t always remember what I collect after a…cleansing.” He cleared his throat, looking over it again, “And it’s not a throwing knife anyway, of course it would throw badly. The handle is too thick and heavy…”

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18. A bloodied knife

He opened the door and blinked, looking at her, and then the knife in her hand. “…Did I leave that with you?”

"Nancy found it. As a knife thrower, she found your throw quite badly."

He grumbled and took the knife, wiping it as he examined it, “I don’t think this one is mine…too new, and it’s still sharp. I didn’t throw this…”