[Roadhog]

username-
Pumpkaboo.
name-
Trixie
gender-
Female C:
what do they fear the most? -
Fear of holes. It can mean certain things ( Not like a cleaning sponge for your kitchen that has holes.) but holes as in blisters that can form hole like wounds and can be really hard for her to ever hear about...
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[indebted]

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username;; I'm antiquaries, a current non-owner <3
name;; Mariette (ma-ree-eh-tay), but as a nickname she is called Miette, which means crumb in French. Or Ette, which she only welcomes from her closest friends.
gender;; Female.

what do they fear the most? Mariette is a dainty child, nothing more than a crumb--as her nickname suggests. And so her biggest fear is death itself, the final conqueror, who has made his cold claim over all. She fears that deep sleep and death's frigid fingers. But most of all she fears the thought that she will be nothing--once again. Once again, as before her birth, she will be plunged into oblivion, a hateful, angry oblivion, from which she will never wake. And that thought--the thought of losing consciousness, of leaving this world--scares poor Mariette to the end of her wits. Often, Mariette finds herself crumpled in a corner, tears streaming down her face. There is no escape, poor child, ma pauvre chérie.

[epimetheus]

focusing on sushi plume

[Rose Sinclair]

Mark

[6Dewdrops]

username- 6Dewdrops
name- Flare
gender- Female
what do they fear the most?
Flare has xenophobia. This is a fear of the unknown or strangers. She is afraid of illogical or unknown facts about the world. Her career may be a factor in this as she thrives to become a mathematician and solve worldly problems. Flare wants to use math to expose the unknown entities of the world and slightly decrease her fears when she thinks about the unknown facts of the world. What lies beyond our universe? Where did the moon come from? Is there life on other planets? These questions strike fear in Flare as she is unable to identify a logical and evidence based response. Her fear can also be applied to people. Flare is fearful of meeting new people whom she knows nothing about. The idea that she does not know what they are thinking scares her. What if they are judging her? What if they want to rob the store? What if they have a dark secret? These looming questions about a person's unknown mentality frightens Flare and causes her to avoid meeting new people. She prefers to find companionship in her logical mass of mathematic equations.

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name-
gender-
what do they fear the most? -
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[fruitbat]

mark. c:

[oceanoddity]

marking ;v;

[M00N]

Username;; M00N

Name;; Alice Tyranny

Gender;; Female

What they fear the most;;
Above all, Alice fears becoming
emotionally attached to others.
Her issues with commitment
have destroyed quite a few
possible relationships, platonic
or otherwise. Her petrifying
fear can subside at times,
but inevitably, it soon returns
to ruin her life anew.

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It's a sunny day, not uncommon for southern Kansas. A single blackbird sings its lonesome afternoon song atop a dying tree.

The summer hasn't been kind this year.

Relentless sun combined with drought has ravaged the farmland, and the corn is short and wilted, not too far from death. Another week of this oppressive weather and your crops will be dead, and thus, so will you.

But what can be done to help? There's not much a mortal could affect from their run-down cottage on the sad ground.

You pace back and forth across the floor of your kitchen / dining room / living room, stopping every few minutes to look out the window and stare intently at the horizon, searching for even one gray cloud to spare your life. You have done this for the past two weeks, all in vain, nothing flies though the sky over the horizon. You haven't eaten anything substantial in four days, preparing to keep yourself alive with no crops this year, although you know it's impossible. The pigs are hungry, your cow won't produce milk.

Your dad has been gone for a month, today. Leaving to sell tomatoes to the market at the nearest town, he set off with his beat up pickup truck on a trip that usually takes a couple of days, but just didn't come back. He either finally found a girl and decided to leave his poor daughter to fend for herself, or... you'd rather not think of the other possibility. Sure, you hate the guy with all you're made of, but he's rather essential if you want to keep living.

If "barely eating enough to prevent starvation, while slaving for hours a day on an outdated farm" is anyone's idea of "living."

It's hard to stay focused in the blinding heat, which you're thankful for. At least it distracts you from your anxiety and the growing pain in your stomach.

You've recently heard that the real world has things like "televisions," "computers," "refrigerators," and so many other remarkable devices that you've never seen. The first week he had been gone, in an act of desperation, you opened the door to your father's room, hoping to find some secret sign that he'd return. All you found that were of any importance were his books, which you greedily read with haste.

What you found in the books only made you feel sicker.

All your life, your father had told you to be someone you weren't, and hidden things from you when you didn't change.

What you didn't realize, was that he had hidden an entire world from you. All your life, you had known that there was one god above your head who created houses, chairs, tables, beds... and that was all that there would ever be. Until now. Who could say what's out there now.

Outside, the sun is blocked by heavy clouds and you hear the pitter-patter of rain. You smile, but only halfheartedly. You'll live another day.

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[Neon sparks]

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