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“It seems that you do not know who I am.” More like Madoka didn’t know what she was.

“If you had asked me even a month ago, I would have given you a confident answer. That however, is not the case any longer. I mean this in a literal sense.” She actually couldn’t pinpoint who she originally was, and this was bothering her.

“I see…” There was a pause before she continued.

“I suppose I shouldn’t be thinking about the past…” The voice, even though inhuman, sounded saddened by the notion.

“What does one do if thoughts bother them?” 

Was this actually happening? She was asking a human magi for advice?

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“I see...” There was a pause before she continued.

“I suppose I shouldn’t be thinking about the past...” The voice, even though inhuman, sounded saddened by the notion.

“What does one do if thoughts bother them?” 

Was this actually happening? She was asking a human magi for advice?

The dark one wanted to know something. Maybe just to know whether it was real or not.

“I would like to know if a memories of mine are real or not. It would take someone such as yourself to show me.”

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The dark one wanted to know something. Maybe just to know whether it was real or not.

“I would like to know if a memories of mine are real or not. It would take someone such as yourself to show me.”

She wasn’t sure why she was thinking about this, but it was something that lingered in her mind, gnawing at her at times.

“Have you attempted to see the past?”

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“I have gotten strange thoughts and feelings as of late.”

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She wasn’t sure why she was thinking about this, but it was something that lingered in her mind, gnawing at her at times.

“Have you attempted to see the past?”

“Good evening…” The terrible voice spoke, sounding more demonic than ever. The continuing consumption of souls has made her voice become more inhuman than human anymore.

“I have a question for you, seer.”

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“Good evening...” The terrible voice spoke, sounding more demonic than ever. The continuing consumption of souls has made her voice become more inhuman than human anymore.

“I have a question for you, seer.”

“Oh? Do you?” She wondered what this Madoka would be seeing when she heard the horrible voice.

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I kinda want Tash to talk to have a conversation with someone~

It’s been a while since she’s gotten to do anything~

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“Oh? Do you?” She wondered what this Madoka would be seeing when she heard the horrible voice.

“Sometimes, I just see things. Sometimes it’s sounds, or smells, or I can feel something… Sometimes it’s emotions. Usually, though, it’s more than one sense.”

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“What seems to be the problem?” A numerous amount of horrible voices spoke together, from seemingly nowhere.

“Not again…”

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"What position are you in to cast such judgement?"

"Those demons… Untrustworthy, and villainous, each and every one."

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"Matters of the Heart"

Would you or have you ever loved someone who didn't love you back?

".................."

She turned whipped her head to the side.

"I am not speaking about this..."

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Matters of the Heart

Do you believe in love at first sight?

"I believe in many things, but this is not one of them. I do however believe that attraction can be present at first sight." This really must be interesting to hear with the horrifying sound of her voice.

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((Matters of the Heart))

What does it take for you to consider someone a friend?

"One simple thing it takes is them understanding what I am, and respecting that fact. That is one among many things."

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"May I ask what your reasoning is behind such a violent showing?" The whisper of the Walpurgisnacht sounded in his ear.

Malevolent Musings

"This really has been the best day I’ve had in a long, long time. Heh heh heh…"

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Send me "Matters of the Heart"...

I’ll generate a number between 1-45 and my character will answer a love-related headcanon question (romantic and platonic present).

Or you can look below the cut and send a number of your choosing that you would like answered. 

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"What is it that you humans do for this day?" She was actually interested.

                         ”…Oh, will you look at that.” He was filling out his planner for the remainder of the month, when a realization hit him— something very jolly. “It’s a hundred days before Christmas.”

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Out of nowhere, three beings surrounded the witch, all bearing blades maimed at her neck; Minato, using one of his dual blades, and the two Personae he called out to help him. Eyes filled with protection, he was going to make good of the promise he made to the Goddess he now serves. "Make a move on Kaname, Akemi or their child, and I'm going to use your head for a soccer ball. I'm warning you."

She laughed, all of her shadow remaining calm. "You couldn't even if you wanted to. Have we not went through this before? Now calm yourself. You're annoying when you act like that. Had I wanted to attack them, I wouldn't have alerted any of you to my presence. I could have wiped all of you out before you knew what was coming."She stepped right through him and his weapon, walking away from the persona user and taking a fighting stance. "You can entertain me for a bit, however. I will not make myself non corporeal, nor will I use any magic. You do the same. We will simply spar, using only our weapons." Her mass of shadow disappeared, and she pulled her hood off. They had spoken before now, but this was the first time she revealed herself to him. She was a blonde girl, pale, red eyes. Her hair was wavy and curly, coming down to her chest. Despite the fact that she sounded as if numerous voices came from her, and some of them demonic, she appeared no more than seventeen years old. "Do you accept? It is a one time offer, my friend."