#/ rimi is not an exception

[mamawasatesttube]

wonder woman (1987) #161

this is so beautiful to me. the plot is "clayface discovers wonder woman is made of magical clay and Wants That Special Clay so he steals part of her body and now they have to figure out how to separate clayface clay from wonder woman clay" and the solution is a giant mystical centrifuge in the sky because the clays have two different densities. i love you absolutely batshit bonkers comic book plots i love you so much im healing im rejuvenated

[sevicia]

Why the fuck did they give Rui a gun. Who thought this would be a good idea

[ask-the-shiny-pokemons]

Baddies, but humans.

Totally not inspired by a humansona post /s

[trai-and-party]

Bus you said you had adoptive kids? Who are the other one(s)?

Oh! I'll show you!

Rimi

We found her in Glaseado Mountain! Poor thing was all alone... So I begged Trainer to let me take her home! She is Rash by nature.

Homework

Uh, he... insists his name is "Homework?" I'm not arguing with him about it. Biley found him along with Flan and another Kirlia! And he's Jolly by nature!

Goop

Trainer caught him and brought him home, so he's legally my son now. He doesn't believe he is though.. He's Docile by nature, and he's around as old as Biley.

[arolesbianism]

I love thinking abt the cyber steam city side plots in the random card au because it's just bunch of goofy goobers being goofy goobers and Maya being incredibly intensely miserable constantly

[merakiui]

Please hear me out... The birds and the bees except there's fem Riddle. Before Reader goes into her room, during their conversation outside, Mrs. Rosehearts tells Reader to make it clear to her Riddle that sexual connections are only to be had between a man and a woman. But then Reader goes inside and ruins her daughter like that!!! (It's okay, fem Riddle's a creep too) Wouldn't that be uh... so scrumptious?? MAYBE WALKING IN WITH A STRAPON IN READER'S BAG except Riddle's the one who uses it on the reader?? The possibilities are endless 😵‍💫 (side note: can i be Rimi anon?)

👁 👁 omg Rimi anon!!!!!!! You are a genius AAAAAAAAAAA. Walking into the room, assuming you'll have control of the situation, but the tables turn and suddenly you're plastered to the desk and Riddle's pounding into you with the strap. <3 as she should!!!!!! She turns you into a babbling mess and maybe it's her turn to quiz you on anatomy hehe. >:3c

Omg omg maybe she has you block all of the other guys on your phone because you don't need them when you have her. After this session, she'll know your body well enough to make sure that whenever you spend a day with her it's a guarantee you'll be satisfied every time. Aaaaa she really is such a creep,,, orz

[loisinherlane]

okay onto positive talk: characters i think could be aspec. kon. tim. (both demi. rimi and i have talked about this extensively.) bart. lois. johnny storm. minako aino/sailor venus. elizabeth bennet and fitzwilliam darcy. everyone in ace attorney except larry butz. these two specific characters from a romance novel that i love--

[picketmundays]

🔄 Rimi (@ask-the-shiny-pokemons) and Lamia?

Lamia, except she's a Lycanroc

a Lycanmia if you will

[aseriesofunfortunatejan]

I watched the Morfonica OVA... Beside the intro being waaaaaayyy too long, it was a pretty anime.

Touko seemed fun in the other OVA with Poppin' Party, but she's really... extroverted (derogatory).

Either way, there were some very interesting concepts and lines in these two episodes. Nanami, Tsukishi and Shiro are a good trio of friends. Rui is... pretty?

I didn't expect BanG Dream! to strike me so much with its writing of what seem to be neurodivergent characters or experiences. It's very obvious with a character like Tomori from MyGO!!!!!, but other characters can be read in that light, such as the other members of MyGO!!!!! but also all of Poppin' Party (except maybe Saaya.) At the very least, Kasumi is when ADHD. Again, this can include other characters, such as the blunt Yukina and, clearly, whatever Mashiro has going on.

This makes MyGO!!!!!'s songs and themes extremely relatable, and Mashiro's arc in this OVA similarly so.

My strong reaction to Touko is probably due to simply relating to Mashiro and Nanami, and viewing her as my worst nightmare.

(When I confide myself in a friend and they spit it back at me like that, I want to die inside... Even if they're doing something nice.)

Would it be interesting to anyone if I made a write-up on what I think unites some of the bands, or the ways in which I think the characters read as neurodivergent? When I watched Season 1, it felt clear to me that the members of Poppin' Party were all girls who were "weird" or "acting weird" in one way or another, each in a very distinct way. That would be summarised by Kasumi showcasing what I read as ADHD, Tae's peculiar way of being an airhead, Arisa's struggle to socialise and her being an A* student, Rimi's shyness and Saaya excluding herself due to her homelife. Due to their circumstances, their way of interacting with the world can come off as "weird". Anyway,

[unhonestlymirror]

Rating food of the countries I've been to, from West to East:

Disclaimer: it's veeery subjective

***

Spain🇪🇸 : 7/10. It's okay. I expected their fish and seafood to be better, tho. A LOT of relatively cheap fresh juices, 10/10 for health. They also make surprisingly amazing pasta and surprisingly average paella.

France🇫🇷: 9/10. Never visited cafes or restaurants there, but Carrefour has an incredible variety of good meat. I love their pineapple pie, too. There are a lot of products for vegetarians, Muslims, and, in general, different people who have different eating styles. There's a lot to see. And omg, their bazaar days are something worth attending: I still regret that I never tried clams with white wine.

UK🇬🇧 : 6/10. Not impressed. Something tells me that they deliberately make fish-n-chips that terrible. But I absolutely loved the strawberries under hot chocolate, which was sold by two cheerful Polish girls near Madam Tussaud museum.

Switzerland 🇨🇭: 6/10. Migros has nice buns with spinach and those Japanese "sandwiches", overall, your whole salary is gonna be spent on food. (Lithuania core lol😭) McDonald's there SUCKS.

Norway🇳🇴: 4/10. I expected a lot for some reason. Prices gonna cause you a heart attack, the quality is gonna give you a second heart attack. Also!!! THERE WAS NO FISH IN THE SHOPS EXCEPT THE CANNED!!! I was deeply injured. Norwegian salmon is super popular in Ukraine, how can they not have any normal fish in the big supermarkets...

Germany🇩🇪: 1/10. I may be just unlucky, but every time I visit Germany and pick a random cafe with lots of people(!), it has the worst food I've ever tasted in my life. It's like that scene from Desperate Housewives: "Really? A woman who orders Chinese food for Christmas dinner cooked a pineapple pie?" I understand now why Ukrainian women often marry Germans. My heart bleeds when I see what exactly you eat. I want to cover you with a blanket and cook you a normal soup.

Czech Republic 🇨🇿: 7/10. The soup was nice, ставлю вподобайку👍

Poland🇵🇱 : 8/10. Soup in bread, my beloved. Doughnuts were some kind of overcooked in oil, tho.

Montenegro🇲🇪: 10/10. I love you. I love your salads, your seafood, and I LOVE YOUR LEMON ICECREAM!!!!!

Slovakia🇸🇰: 7/10. I don't really remember what I ate, I am sorry. But I was really impressed with your supermarkets for some reason. Gotta visit it again.

Hungary🇭🇺: 6/10. It was my first time I've ever tried street food, and I liked it. You guys know how to cook meat.

Greece🇬🇷: 7/10. One day, I'll find the guy who can cook Karavidopsiha and beg them to cook it once again. Nice fish!!! I remember your arbutus honey as old women remember their best lovers. But. One time, a man served my family with unpeeled shrimps in batter. :/ What the hell was that? Is that some kind of a national dish I'm not aware of? Minus three points for such bullying.

Cyprus 🇨🇾: 7/10. I shouldn't be obsessed with your carob tree pastille that much.

Lithuania🇱🇹: 10/10. I love you. Although, I'd love to spend less money on food too. I love your Maxima and Rimi and Iki. I love your cafes. I love your bakery, I love your cocktails, I looooooove your soups, and I love your Asian food too. It's very easy to become an alcoholic with such delicious wines and tinctures.

Latvia🇱🇻: 11/10. Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm on my knees. Your cream chanterelle soup and Lidl croissants and marinated onion and šašlyk and fish and dairy products🛐🛐🛐. You guys know how to serve. I've never seen such pretty food designs anywhere. And of course, Lido. It brings me in tears of joy and makes me remember Puzata Hata. No, for real, is there any dish you don't know how to cook?

Finland🇫🇮: 7/10. That's okay. Nice street food.

Belarus ⚪️🔴⚪️: 9/10. Oh my dear Belarus, you're gonna be the best chef in Europe once you're free from russia. I wish I ate more machanka and drank your pine tincture when I had the chance. I love your chicory, it's a bit greyish, but it's much more delicious than an average chicory. Delicious meat in the shops. Other food is soviet-like, which makes me nauseous.

Ukraine 🇺🇦: ♾️/10. Вітчизно моя! Ти як здоров'я, наскільки ти цінна, тільки той знає, хто тебе втратив. I don't know if my favourite shops still work. I loved every single cafe I've been to, yes, even that shitty prorussian Mafia and Eurasia. I loved Puzata Hata. I loved Khlibna Kava, and its amazing cherry cupcakes. I loved Moloko Vid Fermera. I loved little kiosks with fresh Makadamia nuts and huge variety of vegetables and fruits. I loved Flagman and Silpo, Lvivśki croissants, and chocolate shops. I loved my seafood store. I loved giant frappes in Shevchenko Park. I loved my Continent with its old classical French background songs. I love my Japanese food stores. There are so many places I love. I used to find my bazaar so ugly and dirty, but I would give everything to buy the sea ​​buckthorn jam from the cheerful old lady. But it's not gonna happen. My bazaar was shelled by russians to the ground.

Turkey🇹🇷: 9/10. Your Katmer, seafood soup and baked shrimps(?) are something 🛐.

Jordan🇯🇴: 7/10. Nice! You cook paella better than Spain, be proud of yourself. Although, I'd love to not be scared for my life as a woman all the time. Your bazaar seemed very interesting, but unfortunately, I don't speak Arabic. And I am a woman, which also sucks, I guess. I was totally covered in black, except for the face and hair, and people still stared at me like on a zoo exponate. McDonald's kinda sucks too, but not as much as in Switzerland.

Egypt🇪🇬: 7/10. It's okay. I've tasted only hotel food.

Sakartvelo🇬🇪 : 10/10. Our guide forgot about our existence, and we had to find any source of food to not die from hunger, so we went to your local bazaar and asked to fry some cheap fish. It had lots of bones, and I hate fish with bones, but I ate it all, and it tasted amazing.

Saudi Arabia 🇸🇦: 6/10. Most of the week, I just cooked some simple spiceless products like pasta and eggs from the small store. You are far from the level of grocery stores in Turkey. Although, your cold orange juice bottle saved my life from dying in the middle of the desert.

Qazaqstan 🇰🇿: 7/10. I don't really remember your supermarkets, I guess they were okay. But your bazaars are definitely something worth attending. Millions of varieties of honey with millions of tastes and very salty hard cheese Kurt.

[felikatze]

nanami route here we fucking GO

i was for sure surprised that the box just... didnt have the hand in it. and then nanami shows up uninjured.

AND THE. DELUSION FILTER OVER EVERYTHING. the wobbly effect kinda faded in and out as nanami was there and spoke and shit so like.

is that nanami a delusion. like in uh chapter 9 where nanami shows up to talk to taku again. i think that nanami personally is like. a delusion synchro between taku and nanami where nanami wants to be free and taku wants to see her again so she can like. talk with him semi-telepathically.

except this one is like. way more suspicious. because nanami being Here means taku thinks nanami is safe. and in this situation he has even LESS reason to want to see nanami. first of all No Hand means taku assumes she's NOT DEAD. he's not defeatist about it like on common route. he doesn't think he's too late. so he rushes out to rescue her with MORE aplomb than usual and. then there she is??

it defeats suwa's entire plan to get taku to crack!! and since he believes he needs to go to o-front and save her, taku isn't gonna delude himself into imagining her safe and sound at his house!!

AND THEN THE FUCKING. PHONE CALL. ALSO HAS THE WOBBLY DELUSION EFFECT ON IT!!!!

so the options are.

A: the safe and sound nanami is a delusion. Taku not going to o-front means that nozomi group are for real going to kill her, and nanami is even more fucked than in common route.

B: that nanami was real. the phone call is a delusion (probably produced by Noah II), and a desparate attempt to get taku to panic again now that nanami is safe and the newgen plan went to shit.

again like. NO HAND!!! THERE WAS NO HAND!!!! which would indicate nanami escaped before they could cut it off! Except in that case, WHOSE FUCKING BLOOD WAS IT? since the nanami on the roof was UNINJURED and the One Rule of Realbooting is NO HEALING because you can't delude yourself into not being in pain. so either nanami simply Did Not Get Injured and this is someone else's blood in a ploy to trick taku after nanami somehow escaped (....without her clothes?) or this Whole Entire Nanami is Fake. like. oh my god what's happenin.

UNCHARTED TERRITORY, FOLKS!!! I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THE CHARACTER SPECIFIC ROUTES BECAUSE I GOT INTO THIS VIA A 2HR LONG BASEGAME REVIEW. THIS IS ALLL NOAH VERSION CONTENT BABEYYYY

i didnt pay enough attention to when The Wobblys affected what nanami said. she doesn't remember being kidnapped which Sure Fine we know nanami's memory is fucked in general for plot reasons (thanks shogun & rimi) but she Does distinctly remember losing her bangle but not where. but if she was a realbooted delusion then why would The Bangle Specifically be so important. when at this point taku doesn't give a shit abt it because it is only important to Nanami under the context of This Is The First Gift Taku Ever Gave Her (because remember, Taku has existed for precisely 1.5 years by chapter 10)

REAL OR FALSE ON OR OFF ZERO OR ONE MAN. WE ARE ALL ELECTRICAL MACHINES.

[mamawasatesttube]

i feel like playing kon-el-themed eleven truths and a lie again!!!

[ehlnofay]

Summerfest Day 7 - SWORD

“Shut up,” Efri whispers loudly, fitting as much venomous demand into it as she can while still keeping quiet. “They’ll hear you.”

Kazari flicks an ear and trills good, one of about ten of their motions Efri’s been able to memorise so far, but she doesn’t think they mean it; if they did, they wouldn’t be helping her lift the sword in the first place.

It’s a cool sword. The blade is silver – Efri’s seen it – though right now it’s hidden in a dark leather scabbard lashed to a back frog. The guard is silver, too, with corners so neat it looks like it wouldn’t need the blade to cut someone. The hilt is wrapped in black leather. And it’s huge – standing up it’s probably about the same height as her and what must be at least ten times as heavy. She had to beg Kazari to help her sneak it out from where it was left near the tent – she couldn’t have hoped to move it otherwise. She’s still trying to figure out the trick of it, the scabbard resting on the back of Kazari’s neck, the stitching caught in her hair. She’s not impressed. Sissel is more enthusiastic, though pretty obviously only because Efri is – but she keeps getting nervous, because they’re not supposed to borrow the sword, and she’s always a stickler for these things.

J’matha, Efri thinks, will understand. It’s such a cool sword! And he’s pretty cool, most of the time – lets her stand on his shoulders, sometimes, and plays games with her that most of the others in the caravan don’t have the patience for. Lets her do almost anything except hold his sword. But he’s not using it now, and no-one’s going to tell him, so –

There is a trembling in the snowy underbrush. A shaking of bushes, a snapping of twigs. And then, because Efri has the worst luck in the entire world, J’matha steps out, squeezing between a rimy tree trunk and the quivering leaves of what might be a bare snowberry bush. “There you are,” he says, pauses; smiles, Efri thinks, though it’s a bit hard to tell with him. He doesn’t make faces quite like the other Khajiit do but he can’t make them like humans do, either. “And there’s my claymore. I was wondering where that got to.”

It's not very feasible to try to hide it behind her back, for multiple reasons; Efri squints at him from across the clearing and chooses redirection. “What are you doing here?”

“Khasir sent me to tell you the farmers have finally come out to trade,” J’matha replies, squinting back. “He wants to know what you want. Tsradaro’s angling for scallions and I think Shirri-la was insisting on beef. What are you doing?”

Efri – had not prepared an excuse, actually; J’matha wasn’t supposed to find them. She can practically feel Sissel’s anxiety emanating from the space behind her, even though Sissel knows that J’matha won’t be angry (probably), and it’s throwing her off a bit. She says, “I needed to cut my hair.”

There is a momentary pause. Kazari looks at her with what she suspects is incredulity; she can hear Sissel making an odd little breathy noise, and normally she’d suspect it’s crying or something close, because Sissel does that quite a bit – but Sissel’s been doing well with it all, lately, getting chatty with the caravan and helping with cooking and letting them buy her new clothes and once Efri showed her a weird slug and made her squeal and then she didn’t cry about waking them all up after, so Efri doesn’t think she’s crying now. Which is quite annoying. Because it means she’s laughing at her, which is just mean.

It's not even a lie. Efri does need to cut her hair. It’s gotten to a silly length where it brushes her shoulders if she hunches them, and she likes to keep it just below the chin. That just isn’t the reason she borrowed the sword.

Judging by how J’matha’s staring at her – forehead wrinkled up in a way she can see even through his stripes, one ear flicked forward, pupils dark in the round yellow-gold of his irises – he knows that that’s not the reason, too. He doesn’t smile with his eyes like Kazari or Tsradaro or Khasir or Shirri-la do – he curls the edge of his mouth, bright and toothy, and says, “Try again, kid.”

Efri sticks up her chin. “There’s monsters,” she tells him, “in the forest. Really scary ones. Spiders big as a house. We need to kill them. To protect you.”

J’matha, one of the caravan’s two ridiculously huge bodyguards, only grins wider. He gestures at Sissel. “Your friend there,” he says, “makes lightning with her hands. Your other friend lights our campfire with a breath. I don’t think you need my sword.”

“I can’t do any of that, and I need to help them,” Efri argues. She is gripping the hilt of the sword very hard; her hair is falling in her face. (Definitely needs a cut.) She tosses her head to get it out of her eyes. “Come on,” she says after a moment, boots sinking into the snow. “Please?”

Kazari chuffs something that, considering the look on her face, Efri thinks she is glad not to understand. J’matha cants his head and says, “Efri. My sword is heavy for me. You can’t use it – it’s not safe.”

“I can,” Efri insists, because she resents the implications of that argument; if he’d only give her time to figure it out, she’d be able to manage holding it on her own, probably. Maybe. It is very heavy, but so’s a lot of things. She’s strong.

(Although. Efri has learned a lot these last couple weeks, not least about Khajiit and how they work and all the cool shapes they can come in – from Kazari who’s bigger than a sabre cat to Shirri-la who looks, to an unaware eye at least, extremely similar to the cats that used to sleep in Ennis’ shed and catch the rats in the inn, to two-legged cat-folk like Tsradaro, or even apparently some that look a lot like elves, though Efri hasn’t met any of them yet. The twins are what’s called Cathay-raht, which means they are big. Efri doesn’t think she’d be able to clear their height if she stood on Sissel’s shoulders. She could probably fit her whole body into one of J’matha’s trouser legs, though she hasn’t been able to test this, because Sissel didn’t want to go along with her prank to make it look like his pants were walking around on their own and it wouldn’t have worked with just her. The point is, J’matha is huge, and he’s strong, because he has to be to help carry stuff and defend the caravan if they need it. So if his sword is heavy to him, then logically, Efri is facing pretty bad odds.)

(She still thinks she can make it work, though. Probably.)

“Kazari,” J’matha says. His rounded Pale accent leans a bit on the vowels; it’s one Efri’s becoming more and more familiar with as they wend their way up north to Danstrar. His teeth dig awkwardly into his lip. “Would you mind, eh –”

With a chirp of assent, Kazari nimbly steps away (and Efri’s forever in awe of how spry she can be when she’s so big, it’s always incredible), letting the scabbard end of the sword thunk into the snow. The tug of it on the hilt nearly yanks Efri’s arm out its sockets. She glares at J’matha across the clearing and drags at it as best she can.

She’s heaving and hauling and hoisting. It’s not doing too much good. The scabbard slides a scant few centimetres through the snow.

“I don’t think it’s working,” Sissel says, and she definitely sounds like she’s been laughing. Efri throws a scrunched-up face over her shoulder at her.

The weight of the blade runs into a root hidden under the blanket of snow and the jerk of it being stopped short nearly tears it from her fingers altogether. Efri turns to glare at the sword frog.

“This sword’s stupid,” she says petulantly. (She doesn’t mean it. It’s still very cool.) She kind of wants to drop it on the ground, but that would be very rude to do to someone’s prized belongings, especially when that someone is part of a group that just bought her new shoes and dress and mantle half a week ago. She holds it out as best she can to J’matha instead, and sulkily ignores the way his eyes glitter as he crosses the clearing to take it.

Kazari jostles her teasingly and she nearly drops it again.

“Thank you,” J’matha says, so jaunty she feels she almost can’t be sullen, and takes the broadsword out of her hands. (If it is heavy to him, too, he doesn’t show it.) He doesn’t bother to buckle the frog on properly, just holds it awkward in his arms; asks, “Why do you want to nick my sword so bad, anyway?”

Efri shrugs. “Just seems like it would be fun to use.”

Swords are cool. This is an objective fact. And it would be nice to have a more concrete skill, out here where she’s no help for navigating and all she can do is wrangle her friends and sneak Shirri-la into shops to get them better trading goods. If she had a big sword, nothing could ever touch them.

J’matha’s tail lashes, the white tip trailing in the snow. (That must be cold.) “Sword’s not the only weapon in the world,” he says, hefting it in his arms. “Taz uses an axe and all. You ever heard of quarterstaffs? You’ve got your stick.” He jerks his chin at the stick lying in the snow for emphasis.

“Course I’ve heard of a staff,” Efri tells him. She wriggles out her fingers – they kind of ache, now, after clinging to the hilt so long. “But it’s for herding, not hitting.”

The trees around them look very dark and leafless, snow streaking along the tops of their branches. J’matha says, “Why not both?”

Efri considers this.

Her old flock is out in the Whiterun plains, about now. Efri hopes they’re eating loads of grass. Above, the sky is dimming; the first star is out.

“I want turnips,” Efri decides, “if they have them.” She doesn’t know if turnips grow this far north, or if Rorikstead’s climate is about their limit. She likes turnips, though. They’re good for eating raw, like apples, cold and crisp and sweet if they’re young enough.

J’matha grins. “Go ask,” he says, the Pale accent pulling on the a again. Then he makes a face. “Hopefully they’re still trading by now.”

[ask-the-shiny-pokemons]

(Ask-Eden)Alaxia@Edin: the mew floats by with a smirk “in a band huh? Must be interesting.” He stops next to the meowstic and raises a brow “You must be really close to those in your band. Tell me, have you ever been with one of them romantically?” He gets a cheeky expression “Not trying to be rude.. but I am being nosey about it, yes~” he crosses his arms and smiles once more “Or well. Maybe not. Considering the band is still together. I imagine a break up would’ve been nasty~”

You can tell 'im, Edie. I'm not gonna listen anyway...

Oh, kay...

Edin deep breathes and makes an a bit awkward smile.

Well, I had a date with Noelle before she actually falls in love with Rimi. I began to love her at first sight, but she's not.

Unfortunately for us, we hadn't talk for a long time, and when we were together for a band meeting, she was trying to avoid me, haha...

After our time in Gala, we're finally found common ground and sometimes talking to each other after that. She still call me a "stinky" but with the lighthearted way.

[ @ask-eden ]

[rose022]

@poisoned-sugar11

doing this in a post so i have room. first we're doing popipa cus ik most of them even tho its been years.

so theres this girl kasumi who wants to find something sparkly and heart pounding with the stars. shes just started hs and is going to a different one and so one day when walking to school she notices stars (stickers) and follows them and ends up at a house and finds a guitar with the stars on it. except someones like?? what are you doing in my house?? this is arisa. she fails at being intimidating cus kasumi just wants to see the guitar and its also star shaped and she loves it. arisa goes with her to a live house cus kasumi wants to play music and arisa doesnt wanna leave this "thief" alone. they watch a show instead cus they cant play here without passing an audition. they watch my lovelies glitter green and kasumi is like omg yhis is the thing ive been looking for. so she goes to arisas house to walk to school together and suggests starting a band. theres also saaya who's in her class and encourages her but she and arisa decline the band. this other girl rimi does join but just cus kasumi is a bit liek omg you should join!!! and sures like. okay... anyway she goes to talk to arisa about the show they saw but shes like ?? why are you at my house again? u want the guitar? its being auctioned for 3000 now. but instead kasumi just helps her clean. days later theyre talking and arisa confesses she put up the stickers when walking home from piano practice as a kid cus she got them as a reward. they finish cleaning and arisa shows kasumi the guitar and it breaks and kasumi keeps apologizing and arisa goes to the store and fixes it and then lets kasumi have it. they then get another room too with an amp and stuff and arisa agrees to join the band if kasumi will eat lunch with her in school.

uh im gonna leave yhis here cus ive been on and off typing for a while but i love arisa and kasumi and ive shipped them since i started playing in 2017

[ask-the-rimiverse]

(@sendinganew ) “Another watcher of the worlds how fun!” Anew smiled at Rimew before turning to the screens, “though it seems your interests are rather limited. Why do you choose to focus on one individual among the lot? Some might see that as a bit vain don’t you think?”

I mean...there's different versions of me across all of the universes I could find. Wanna show my favorites?

She uses a control panel. Something been shown on the screen.

Here the four of them:

This is a Lycanroc variation of Rimi. Just like me before I revealed myself.

This is like, a human version of me. Except...she believes she's a Lycanroc too so she can shapeshift into one.

This is the one case you should not call this variation a Pokémon because the National Pokédex does not identify her species at all. It might be a world where Pokémon doesn't exist. OH WAIT, they exist...but in some sort of media, like games, shows, etc.

And lastly the Lucario version of me. This is very different comparin' to other Rimis, because she has a guitar and has more punk appearance.

Oh, you've mentioned that you're also the watcher of the worlds? Did you saw any of the Rimis before? Just curious, haha...

More of Rimi variations have been unlocked. Stay tuned for individual pages.

[ @sendinganew ]