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[Hmm. I think i’ll stop for now. Catch you later everyone.]

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“It’s all your fault.”

It didn’t matter what it was about, Mukuro just knew not to question it when Junko said those words. She heard them often, probably once a day and sometimes they meant something, sometimes they meant nothing at all. It didn’t matter though, she just had to accept it as the way of things.

Bowing her head slightly, Mukuro dared not make eye contact with her sister. If she was angry about something, she needed to step into line. If she wasn’t then she needed to make sure she didn’t ignite her anger. So she just kept her head bowed and with complacency, she uttered her usual response.“I know. I’m sorry Junko…”

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Emotional Manipulation Starters

Trigger warnings apply. Requested by anon. (Disclaimer: not all of these sentences are manipulative in a different context, and some can be used jokingly as well.)

“If you really cared about me, you’d do what I’m asking.” “Don’t you trust me?” “I wish I never met you, honestly.” “You’re the reason I’m upset.” “It’s all your fault.” “I guess you just don’t love me enough.” “You have to keep it a secret. I’ll find out if you tell anyone.” “Whatever. It’s not like I care.” “I could just leave, you know.” “Do you like them more than me?” “Who have you been talking to?” “I would do anything to make you happy, I just want you to do the same for me.” “You have to tell me. Not telling me is just as bad as lying.” “It would be so easy for me to find someone else.” “If you loved me, you’d tell me.” “It’s like you don’t even care about me.” “One day I’ll be dead and you’ll regret not being there when I needed it.” “Nobody really cares about me, not even you.” “No one will ever love you the way I do.” “If you leave me, I don’t want to even think about what I’ll do.” “I’ll just tell everyone you were abusing me.” “You have to. You owe me.” “I’ve made sacrifices for you, now you have to do the same.” “I’ll never forgive you.” “No, it’s fine. Just do whatever you want, I guess.” “Am I upset? Why, should I be?” “If you don’t come over tonight, I’m going to hurt myself.” “I never said that. You’re trying to confuse me.” “I think you hate me.” “I would do anything for you, so why wouldn’t you do the same?” “If you don’t do this, it’s because you don’t love me.” “You were there for them, but not me?” “Yes, if you love me, you would change for me.” “I’m wasting my time with you.” “Well, I guess I’m just useless, aren’t I?” “I know you didn’t say it, but you were thinking it.” “You hate me. I know you do.” “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you.”

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Mission Briefing!

“I’m Mukuro Ikusaba. Ultimate Soldier and member of mercenary group Fenris. I’m not really here to make friends… but I guess talking to some of you wouldn’t hurt too bad…

Anyway, see you around, I guess.”

This is forgottensoldiermukuro, a Mukuro Ikusaba RP blog.

The muse is Mukuro Ikusaba from Dangan Ronpa

AU/Crossover/OC friendly

Dangan Ronpa spoilers will not be tagged

The mun and muse are of legal age so NSFW RPs are allowed, however please read my rules beforehand.

8+ years of RP experience

Canon will be adhered to but speculations and headcanons have and will been incorporated to further flesh Mukuro out.

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[Drafts clear!!]

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“I guess so... I could... always stand to get stronger anyway. I don’t think i’m as capable as I could be...”

Her thoughts flashed to her dear sister for a moment. Of course, if she was ever going to train, Junko would be her focus, her drive. At least, that’s how it had always been. She trained so that she could serve Junko and make her happier. She had been content with just that for so long and it was only recently that she had decided to seek out something more. 

She wanted to say that she wanted to train so she could protect the people she would eventually come to care about. The people that would help her to feel  something beyond loneliness. But she wasn’t sure...

“Tenko... what do you train for? Why do you train?”

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to walk into you!" (From Aikidoheroine)

As the two of them collided, Mukuro quickly shifted out of the way in a moments notice, her reflexes kicking in for just a second. As such, the impact was brief and she was prepared not to make a big deal out of it, as always… but the girl was quick to apologize to her.

It’s really not a big deal… just watch where you’re going next time.

She held her sharp tongue as she shot a leer at the stranger, before instead letting out a sigh and shaking her head.

“It’s fine, really. It’s not like you did it on purpose… right?”

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Mukuro admonished herself internally as Junko pointed out the obvious fault in her service. Rather than stand there despairing over it though, she quickly ran to get a glass of water before her sister got the chance to swallow the pills dry.

After returning, with a panicked look to her. Still keeping silent, she offered up the glass, with her hands trembling slightly as she did so. 

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Rather than respond and make the situation worse, she just clasps her hand over her mouth and runs to get the painkillers. In a moment’s notice she comes back, with a whole mess of Aspirin.

A slow, quiet sigh of relief would escape from Junko’s lips as watched her sister run off. For a brief moment, the Mastermind thought that the Solider had decided to leave her in peace for a while. Her mood, as well as her expression, soured a little when Mukuro came back.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Enoshima would snatch the pills from the beast in front of her and throw a few into her mouth.

“No water?” Was her next, rather ungrateful, choice of words.

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“Well... thanks... I guess...?”

Grumbling slightly, she rubbed at her neck gently as she peered off into the distance, still keeping her gaze off of the stranger before her. It didn’t feel bad, to be complimented like that, but at the same time it just completely confused Mukuro to no end. Junko’s thoughts and opinions of her were what she was used to after all. Was she really supposed to believe the word of a stranger, just like that...? Is that what most people did...?

“I’m not in a gang... what makes you think that?”

Rachel: “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there!”

Seems like i’m running into people a lot lately…

As the girl bumped into her gently, Mukuro remained silent as she made her apologies. It was always the same sort of thing, she’d just have to bare through the social awkwardness of it all…

After averting her gaze for some time, she glanced back and shook her head gently, giving her a cool, yet ultimately neutral stare. The girl seemed harmless enough; her instincts were usually right with that sort of thing, although her guard remained secretly raised just in case. 

Not that she was planning for this meeting to really go anywhere meaningful…

“It’s fine. Just be careful next time.”

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“Liar...”

Her glare sharpened itself as she held out her hand. She definitely wasn’t smart, but she had instincts that were keen and hard to fool. The absence of her wallet had been apparent to her the moment she felt his hand sneak its way into her pocket. 

“Didn’t anyone teach you that stealing was bad...? Hand it over.”

She knew he likely wouldn’t hand it over without a fight though. She readied herself on the off chance he made a break for it. On the even rarer chance that he put up an actual fight, she was ready for that too, her finely toned muscles ready to act out at a moments notice.

A big, friendly ( and a little forced ? ) smile appeared on the liars lips. He again shifted the bag on his shoulder, then put a hand to his chin at her words. Jeez, she really had the same aura as Maki. But it was different. It was a more ugly one. Kokichi didn’t like this one. Makis was more intriguing.

Mukuro didn’t interest him. So, he shook his head with that big smile, putting a finger up.

“Hey, didn’t anyone teach ya murder is bad? Y’know, yaa probably belong into jail~~ Along with Maki-chan, hey, hey, maybe you two are the same person? Definitely got the same aura~”

In public, he still put up that mask of disliking Harukawa. The only part that’d give him away was that he called her by her first name, but he didn’t pay attention to it. He hoped, she wouldn’t either. Or just not even know about Maki, that would make everything easier.

“Dun’ be a buzzkill. All I did was bump into you, haha~”

And steal your purse.

But that’s besides the point, okay?

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PSA

So tumblr’s at it yet again, and I’ve noticed that a lot of posts I’ve reblogged lately has been getting a swarm of notes from people I’ve never even heard of, SOME OF THEM BOTS. I got very frustrated and blocked a bunch of people to clear out the clutter in my activity feed, and noticed the little lightning bolt button was always on those posts… so I checked my settings and found the problem

TURN.

THAT.

OFF.

it is very frustrating for some to have so many people make comments on a post that you may not even have on your blog anymore. And some comments aren’t always pleasant, not gonna lie, I can only imagine this could protect people from certain things if turned off

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It seemed as if, to Mukuro at least, that Maki was about as unsociable as she was too. That settled it for her in her mind then and she turned her back on the girl. If the girl wasn’t going to try and cut her down, and didn’t have anything to say, then there was no point in Mukuro forcing anything, especially when she didn’t have anything to say either. 

“Fine... then we’re done here.”

Wandering off, Mukuro couldn’t help but feel a little frustrated. She had told herself that she wouldn’t be so cold or sharp with others, but with Maki, there had been no other option. Should she have pushed them into a conversation that neither of them seemed to want? She knew that wasn’t the option either, but eitherway, the feeling she felt on the, like a heavy and aching squeeze, was something she’d just have to deal with.

“No, sorry..”

She looked off, pressing her lips into a thin line. She didn’t really wwant to talk to anyone in general, definitely not Mukuro. Can’t a girl stare, jeez? Maki frankly didn’t care about her, but an uneasy feeling spread in her stomach at the thought of her. She didn’t like it.

Maki despised killers. She despised herself. And she despised the girl in front of her.

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[Yeaaaah... yesterday I ended up getting distracted by stuff again and forgot to sign off.

Still, salutations everyone!]

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Rather than respond and make the situation worse, she just clasps her hand over her mouth and runs to get the painkillers. In a moment’s notice she comes back, with a whole mess of Aspirin.

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“Is… there anything I can do Junko…?”

“You can get me more Aspirin or you can get as far away from me as possible. Your voice is so unpleasant that it is making my headaches worse.”