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you know that feeling when you started making really nice replies but now you cant find them hello yes this is me

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arrives with stomach full of desserts and indie game plotting hello friends I am here lets party

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tbh I didnt expect to get any but guys seriously I can vouch that Everyone in the trio (+ our momo) is a Huge Nerd and im sure we all like plotting things n stuff so do not fear the close knittedness and come party \m/

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♠ //Because also really good kido and I'm still not sure what I'm doing 8D

ooooh thank you!!! its ok friend I dont know what im doing half the time too LOL

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♠ www u and like the rest of your trio like you guys seem so close knit i'd hate to make some jealous by sending in a prompt so i resist a lot,,

ahhhh do not worry friend I think if we were that tight knit we wouldve made a closed group or something!!! the point is to interact with other people otherwise we wouldnt be indie. we just tend to lean towards each other because why the hell not. donut fear sending in prompts or anything I am All About That Life!! ♡

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Send a ♠ if you've ever felt intimidated or afraid to RP with me

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As evidenced by today’s interaction, Kido is literal shit at being gentle.  It’s better when she’s half asleep or in moments of intense desperation where she could relate to.  Other than that, if there’s a modicum of confusion within Kido, she tries but fails at being comforting and mostly just awkwardly pats or says a few things.  As mentioned before, it’s why Marry is usually left to Seto.  In the middle of the night is probably the best time you should come to Kido when all her defenses are down.

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It was a pattern that a certain concealer would struggle to get used to.  Brush, brush, a snarl in her hair would be caught, causing Kido to wince.  Brush, brush, a tangle.  Brush, brush, silent curses under Kido's breath.  It was almost melodic with the way Kano approached her dark green strands, and with Kido's responses as supplement, the sounds were something to listen to indeed.

"Not cute."  Responded Kido, literally brushing off the statement by ridding of some hair that caught on her shoulder.  Momentarily, another snag was let free of its captor, and a low hiss drew from under her tongue.  No way, that had to be on purpose.  Ayano was a lot more gentle on these tangles; she could recall.  The tug on her hair was proof on what was on purpose, however, and this caused a low growl in Kido's throat.  She made a mental note to punch him when he didn't have the advantage of holding Kido's hair. "What if you're wrong on purpose, then?"  What if he's lying right now?  The stacking thoughts that came with thinking about Kano had Kido bite her lip.  There's really no point in trying to ponder that. Her hair was split into the familiar sections, and instinct had Kido sit very still.  One bit of movement could ruin the difference between a clean or a messy braid, Ayano once said, so subconsciously she would keep as still as a statue.  The only response that came was a near threat of "I'll ruin you...", but displeasure is futile at the moment.  

                  ——  Prove him wrong? Shuuya Kano was many things; a habitual liar, unreliable, incompetent, scum of the Earth- he’s getting off track here- but wrong was not one of those things. Often. It was often not one of those things. Giving a confident click of his tongue, the deceiver leaned forward and gently took the concealers hair in his hands, lightly pulling the brush through the strands. No doubt it was tangled from being shoved in her hood all day.

                                 "That’s no way to talk, you know. What would Ayano do if she knew her cute younger sister was acting like this?" He hummed, tone vaguely thoughtful as he did so. Though he went through the motions like clockwork, he was only human, after all; the occasional snag would trip him up for a few moments, and perhaps he was a little rough when it came to tugging them free.

                  ——  It was easy to see the most recent tug was on purpose, however. Like a school boy teasing the poor pigtailed girl in front of him, he took a handful of hair and yanked on it lightly, not enough to hurt his older sister but enough to earn her attention once more. "And, hey, don’t you have any faith in me? I’m nearly never wrong-" pausing, as if to reevaluate his statement, he continued. "-on accident. Being wrong on purpose is sort of the basics of lying, isn’t it? What a shame to ruin my perfect track record like that."

                  —— Flashing Kido a wide, impish smile, he quickly returned his focus to the others hair, smoothing it out absentmindedly. It was far too long since he first learned this, their eldest sister walking him through the steps with that patient, gentle demeanor of hers.                                 Luckily, he had always been a fast learner.

 Skillfully separating the others hair into sections, he set to work. "Stay still for a bit. You wouldn’t want to ruin it, right?"

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Fun and relaxing?  Fun and relaxing felt foreign to a pretentiously uptight commander.  Of course, if it was Momo suggesting such, it wasn't too much of an issue, but it was also somewhat confusing.  Normally, she'd be still trying to figure out the truth behind eye powers than take any leisure time.  There's more to the gang than to just have names as numbers.  It was an experience of discovery...for just about everyone.  It was a game itself, why waste time doing other ones? Nonetheless, the Mekakushi Dan was also a sort of family that did need a break once in awhile.  "I guess Kisaragi has a point...but honestly, I don't see the excitement in it."  A straight up lie, of course.  Having video games must've been a commodity not only for Kido, but just about everyone.   She tilted her head in interest at the zombie games.  Having a major soft spot for post-apocalyptic or some sort of zombie apocalypse games, Left 4 Dead and The Last of Us were songs she opened her mouth to speak in interest.  But alas, Kano was quicker in his choice.  The brightly colored dance pad caught the black irises of Kido, which caused her to perk up.  She'd seen this game before, in arcades and in other homes, and it consisted of competition, dancing, and (everyone seemed to have) fun.   Dance Dance Revolution. "Put it in.  Now."  Demanded Kido, developing a newfound excitement while still attempting to keep her cool.  She's going to crush Kano in this game, so help her. 

Typically, Kano himself wasn’t exactly a slob either. He did things for a certain someone for earnings. No one really needed to know exactly what he did but that was just fine. So long as he helped put food on the table and pay the bills it was fine right? And he didn’t really see anything wrong with them being a little bad and getting some games for their troubles. Ah, really Momo had been the one to offer the idea to him, thinking he and Seto would be the most accepting of it. She would have told Kido sooner but, the idol life was hard now wasn’t it?

So, Kano was left this this task and perfect content that his friend was willing to try. “She kept saying things like ‘You guys should have something fun and relaxing to do! Especially on rainy days! Let me handle this!’ Ah and he was acting like such a hero~ It was funny.” He then turned his attention on his commander with a playful, cat-like grin. “Well well~ I have your interest! Let’s see~” He settled the remote back in place and stood, walking over to where the games were stashed away. “Mnn~” The console wasn’t exactly the most up to date but it had the widest variety of games so he wasn’t complaining.

"Ah! Some with zombies, like Left 4 Dead and The Last of Us, and then there’s Portal and ah! A console version of Dead Bullet~ These look fun!" He then rummaged and blinked at finding a dance pad and a game for it. "Oh! There’s also this! Danchou-San come look!"

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It took her less than a second to aim for a slap at his face too, but she paused midway to retract her hand and huff.  "I have no idea what the hell is going on, Kano.  Forgive me for doing something."

                  ——  “Kido, I’m pretty sure that hitting him isn’t going to help. At all.” What the fuck is happening.

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smdh kano and marry are being comforting and kido just SLAPS seto gj 

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        "Kousuke." Was her only word of warning in sight of him biting himself.  It took one fell swoop of her hand aimed for his cheek for him to calm down.  Err, or that's what Kido intended.  She's too harsh for this. "What.  Is.  Wrong."

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Cue a certain Kido noticing a crying brother. Awkward pats ahoy.

—— [ He just needs a moment. ]

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"Does it look like I'm in danger?"

"Is something wrong?"

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"Is something wrong?"

—— “K-KIIIIIIDDDOOOOO!! KAAANOOO!”

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The next 2 statements in my askbox are truths my muse will believe in for 24 hours