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...oh damn it.

That moment….

                                      when you discover:

                                                                 the Shinra Security Camera’s are everywhere

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“You’re getting predictable. I’d be shocked if i was anyone else, but you? Predictable.”

Even so, he couldn’t help but smile, just a little.

“You know what? Forget it. I’m not even shocked any more.”

“What? Aww that’s no fun! That was the whole point of this!”

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“That’s good to know...I feel like I got hit by a truck, healed, run over by a train, healed again, and then attacked by a small army of monsters. Then healed again. What happened?”

“Am I dead?”

“No, if you were dead, you’d probably be decomposing and rotting right about now.”

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Wow it’s been a long time.

Man. I really dropped the ball with this blog. It’s been, what, a year? The muse was there before, but I just couldn’t bring myself to log on. 

I know why it happened, but instead of boring everyone with that, I’m going to just hop right into saying I am back...ish. The writing urge has been strong lately. i do not know how active I will be able to be, as I now have multiple other blogs that I am trying to run from a computer that my brother and I share, and lovingly refer to as “the potato” (hence the ...ish), but I’m going to do what I can.

I am also making this a formal anouncement that I am taking on a headcanon that I had planned but feared to use since actually when I first made this blog, the first time, forever and a half ago. But I’ll talk more about that later because it will change very little.

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Cloud stared at the ruins, stone-faced, his hands shaking. Damn it all. Even he had to admit now, maybe it would be better if they didn't fight. If they just let most people continue to live in blissful ignorance—

But then, how long would they have in such a state? He remembered what happened to Nibelheim, and had a vague knowledge of what happened to Banora before it. 

But this was a hefty price tag for changing it. Was it really worth it, after all?

He shook his head and narrowed his eyes at the rubble. "...what kind of monsters could do this?"

He was sure he was referring to Shinra, but he wondered if he should also include himself and the others - the instigators.

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Send me a '₩' for my muse's reaction of yours dumping a bucket of water on them.

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Send My Muse Some Drama

"What’s the point of hiding anymore?"

"I know we can make, it if we just try!"

"I found out your secret."

"I was told to find you here."

"Can we try again?"

"I’m done with you."

"I’m done with the rules."

"Everybody’s dead."

"They took everything."

"There isn’t a home to go to anymore."

"Why do you hurt me like that?"

"Please tell me that’s not blood."

"Are you dying?!"

"Look out!"

"I’m not letting go."

"This is too big for either of us to handle."

"That’s poisonous!"

"You don’t have much longer to live."

"This isn’t going to heal…"

"Wow, and here I thought you cared."

"You need to leave."

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                                            Dying ain’t so bad                                     Not if you вσтн go together                                   O n l y when one’s left behind                                              Does it get sad

                                                ——— ♔ ———

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Cloud's heart was racing. He knew this elevator felt wrong. His suspicions were only confirmed when it came to a grinding halt - and the doors didn't open.

He wasn't scared, though. No, definitely not. The possibility of a cable being broken, ready to send this elevator crashing down 36 stories, was far from the front of his mind - and even if it was, he wasn't afraid of death.

He was just shaking because he was cold. Yes, that was it. It had nothing to do with how embarrassing it would be for a SOLDIER hopeful to die not on the battlefield, but in a freak elevator accident.

He turned to Zack, a nervous smile on his face. He had to keep his composure, he thought. His shaking eased, until it was only his hands.

"So - does this thing have an emergency phone?"

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♥ Want to rp with me? Send some to start! ♥

☁- Our muses in a thunderstorm.

✿- Our muses in a garden.

♫- Our muses at a concert.

☏- One of the muses giving the other a prank call.

★- Our muses looking at the stars.

†- Our muses in a church.

☤- One of our muse’s is hurt.

❤- Our muses are both alone on valentine’s day.

☢- Our muses during a radioactive breakout.

☠- One of our muse’s died, and the other is at the grave. (possibly ghost or drabble)

✈- Our muses on a plane.

▲- Our muses on an elevator. 

▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.

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Cloud paused to think for a moment, glancing away, down toward his feet, before looking at the little robot again.

"I guess...going to the river usually helps."