Medusa’s Alibi

I’ve been reading the Soul Eater manga in preparation for writing fanfiction again, and came across this panel.

I was under the impression that Soul Perception (and by extension sensing) was a meister ability, and yet Medusa mentions sensing the presence of witches while she’s undercover at DWMA. Maka seems to take this in stride, which makes me wonder if it’s possible for normal citizens to sense souls in Soul Eater’s world. Also, if Medusa was undercover as a school nurse who could sense souls without being a meister, why does she make it seem like she intentionally headed for the witches? Would her excuse be that she was planning on caring for those who might be injured by the witches? I doubt she would say she was planning on taking the witches on herself. Anyone have any theories on this? @souleaterwikia? Anybody?

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I’m back to reading Soul Eater again--this time with less-regimented post requirements. If anyone has any theories about the panel above, feel free to send them to me on @biologicallybreak. More manga thoughts possibly coming to my blogs in the future.

#break reads soul eater #Soul Eater Manga

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Downstairs Neighbor last night: *blasts loud movies after 9 pm*

Me tonight: *remembers that "What's New Pussycat" and "It's Not Unusual" are in my karaoke belt-out repertoire* Oh, neighborrrrrs!

#personal #OOC

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Question for the mad scientists: when you’re blaspheming against God and nature by creating twisted hybrids of ordinary animals to do your bidding, how do you decide which animal’s name goes first? Like, what’s the difference between a duckbunny and a bunnyduck?

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To use your example, a duckbunny would be a bunny with duck characteristics while a bunnyduck would be a duck with bunny characteristics. It’s similar to how the word Irishman is used to describe a man of Irish heritage rather than a made-up word like “maleirish.” The characteristic goes before the creature itself.

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I’m so glad for you. :)

Thank you. It’s good to hear that from an old friend.

#inputanimeoutput #OOC

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One Year Later

It has been one year since I wrote my post about self-expression and creativity problems on this blog. A lot has changed since then; my long-time girlfriend @toushindai (once @lady-of-gorgon) and I are now married, I’ve become established in my current full-time job, and I have earnestly started on the long path of understanding what it means to be a man born in a female body. It’s a lot to take in sometimes—how different life has become and yet how many things that I must admit have remained the same.

I don’t write much anymore, which has been a fact of life since the middle of college, and I haven’t been involved in any major fan activities since I left the Soul Eater fandom over a year ago. I’ve felt like I’ve been waiting for an epiphany to happen, but no matter how many new series I’ve watched, no matter how much content I’ve attempted to absorb, none have been quite as monumental as Soul Eater once was. I still haven’t found a character with quite the same effect on me as Franken Stein.

In a way, this has been a healing time for me; a time to step back and reevaluate who I am and what I want to be. Healing is not always pleasant-- I have had to discover the meanings of gender dysphoria, autism, and ADD. I have had to learn what it’s like to put on weight. But I have also experienced what it’s like to be loved, truly loved, not despite my flaws, but because of who I am—a person, a human being capable of great things but also flawed in many fundamental ways.

The truth is that the older I get, the less sense my former self-consciousness and self-possession seem to make, and yet paradoxically through the act of letting go, the closer a solid sense of self seems to be. Perhaps that’s part of the wisdom in the phrase “Life is a process of learning to let go.” Perhaps it is only through letting go of the fact that we are afraid of rejection, ridicule and hate that we can finally be our true selves.

I may not come back to roleplaying, but I do want to keep sharing my thoughts. I want to enjoy things unapologetically. I want to invest myself despite fear. I want to reach out again in the hopes that somewhere out there, my voice is heard. That the people who matter will care. That I, who also matter, care.

And that, even a whole year later, is enough reason to start over and over again.

#personal #OOC

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Self-Expression Problems

I’ve been having a really hard time with being social. Some of it is Tumblr’s evolutionary trajectory under its owner Yahoo, and some of it has to do with becoming disillusioned with the Soul Eater fandom, but most of it is the feeling that I shouldn’t share anything anymore- that my creative projects don’t matter and that expressing myself is an exercise in self-indulgence that no one cares for. It feels like my time in the spotlight is rightfully over and that I have no right to engage with people anymore.

As I’ve gotten older, expressing myself has become more and more difficult. Growing up seems to make people more self-conscious about what is and is not appropriate to share. It’s a little ironic- when you’re a teenager, your desire to express yourself is usually limited by parental rules and your status as a minor, but when you’re a young adult and finally have the freedom teenagers long for, you are limited by the desire to be mature.

Maybe propriety is the problem. I’ve been dancing to the puppet masters of depression, conformity, and fear for so long that I’ve forgotten how to stand on my own creative feet. I’ve gone into a protective coma, and that is why I no longer share.

Anyway, I didn’t write this to dissect the psychology of writer’s block (though I certainly rambled in that direction for most of this post)- this is actually a bit of a cry for help.

I need encouragement, feedback, and perhaps some friends. It’s hard being a creative in a vacuum, especially when your words are lodged in your heart valves like shrapnel from an explosion in the past. I don’t want to be bitter. I don’t want to grow into a bland and passionless adult.

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((A lot of this post explains why I’m no longer rping as Stein, but there are other factors to my hiatus- including my disillusionment with the Soul Eater fandom and my fear of future hostility. Time will tell whether I re-emerge from this frozen chrysalis of fear, disinterest, and disgust.))

#personal

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Anonymous asked:

Are you still reading Soul Eater? and doing those analysis?

I’ve been getting a few messages lately regarding my activity level and the many unfinished projects on this blog, so I should probably make an announcement here.

First of all, thank you to everyone who has expressed interest in this blog after all this time. It means a lot to me knowing that people still remember me well and that there is interest in me continuing.

With that said, I have almost completely moved on from the Soul Eater fandom for personal reasons, and although I have considered resuming my activities, right now is not the best time in my life to engage with Soul Eater again. Even if I do reread Soul Eater and post about it, I will need to drastically change my method of posting about it, since I was not enjoying how I was writing about it earlier.

I will keep people’s interest in mind next time I consider getting back into Soul Eater, but for now, this blog is on indefinite hiatus.

#announcement #Anonymous

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TAGGED BY. @surpass-the-gods (Thank you for tagging me!)

 TAGGING. @toushindai, @soul-dwelling-not, @taylakrueger, @innocentcinnamonbun, @weiss-mage, @madmeisterstein, @uvraven, @tromroan

NAME. Jay, but I prefer Break online.

 BIRTHDAY. November 11

 GENDER. Masculine

 RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Eheheheh...

 ZODIAC SIGN. Scorpio

 SIBLINGS. One slightly younger brother

 PETS. Sadly, none

 TIME. 9:45 am

 TYPE OF PHONE. HTC M7

 LOVE OR LUST. Lots of both, surprisingly.

 LEMONADE OR ICED TEA. Lemonade

CATS OR DOGS. Cats. They are smaller and cuter. I also like their attitudes.

COKE OR PEPSI. Neither. Both are gross.

 DAY OR NIGHT. Night

 MAKEUP OR AU NATURAL. No makeup.

 MET A CELEBRITY. Chuck Huber

 CHAPSTICK OR LIPSTICK. Chapstick, which I should probably get around to wearing in the dry winter.

 LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO. I’m listening to “Propane Nightmares (Celldweller Remix)” by Pendulum right now as I type.

#personal #OOC

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((Hrm...I come back from a trip to find that one of my potential rp partners has deactivated their account. Back to the drawing board, I guess.))

#OOC

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A very cutesy Medusa doodle. This is my first time drawing her.

#OOC

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I’m making progress- this time with learning how to work layers! I am so proud of this quick kishin Stein- proud enough to try coloring him later.

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((I might have to try throwing a coloring Livestream later in the week.))

#OOC

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“Don’t be stupid. You’re just like me- you couldn’t possibly understand a thing like love.”

PatchworkProfessor here. This is not a new blog, but I’ve been in an on-and-off love-hate relationship with Tumblr for the past year, so I should probably reintroduce myself.

I’m a 24-year-old Franken Stein roleplayer who is very selective but also very social. When I’m not busy with work, I enjoy talking to people online, writing fan fiction, and listening to gothic club music.

I ship both Medusa x Stein and Marie x Stein, which seems to be an odd combination in this day and age, but I make it work.

I prefer roleplaying with other canon characters, but would not be opposed to a few original character interactions, provided that I think the character is compatible with my rp style and Stein’s character.

I am comfortable with sharing my roleplaying Skype, so if you would rather roleplay through there, feel free to ask for it.

I’m currently in a relationship with @lady-of-gorgon, who only roleplays with me. Please do not contact her with rp requests in the rare chance that you see the two of us on your dashboard.

If you have any questions for me or Stein about roleplaying, please contact me. My blog’s page is out-of-date and in-need of a retool, so take everything there (including the rules) with a grain of salt.

I look forward to meeting people and having fun.

#soul eater rp #soul eater roleplay #OOC #introductory post

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You look very beautiful [beautiful] Deranged, debauched, denude On that stainless steel cot. Enter Herr Surgeon Take up the bowie knife And play join the dots.

#OOC #muse music #medusa x stein

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((Ahaaaaaaa...reading old threads between @lady-of-gorgon and me makes me feel so fuzzy inside. It’s enough to make me start roleplaying again~))

((THE DOCTOR IS IN AGAIN AT LAST))

#OOC

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Anonymous asked:

Hey you, sitting over there, typing on the computer/laptop keyboard. Yeah you you know on the other side of the screen reading this? Yeah you are awesome alright. Stay awesome. You can chose whether to pass this on or not its up to you. Be true to yourself - From someone who loves you.

((Oh my. This is a lot of sentiment to receive from an anonymous person, but thank you nonetheless. Feel free to come off anon in private so I can know who you are and properly thank you.))

#OOC #Anonymous

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Super Short Snippet 1

I have decided to get back into the swing of writing by committing to at least five minutes of it a day. The following is the product of fifteen minutes spent with OmmWriter and some Poets of the Fall. I could get used to this.

He is dizzied by the many corridors that surround him, each one a perfect blurry reflection of his own inability to decide who he is, who he was, who he could become. A snake’s burrow is made of many trails, some leading to darkness and others to the light. He must follow the white light, even if it blinds him, even if it drives him mad.