#M; The Somebody

[mandysxmuses]

"Wait, huh-?"

Jemand runs along with her, while doing his best not to get too eager and knock Ari down -- but he can't help but get caught on what she said. Trost, not seeming to enjoy her presence...

Well, as someone who knew him better than anybody, this was simply unacceptable! This was obviously something that needed fixing, especially since Ari bringing it up must have meant she felt bummed over it.

"Ah, hey - wait a minute, he doesn't like you? But you're a sweetheart..." Sure, she had just splashed wine on him, but -- that was after he hit a sore spot. Up until then they were just messing with each other.

He begins helping her to step onto the train. "Do you want me to talk to him for you and ask about it? I can be real subtle."

{ 🌹 } || The tipsy witch falls into a solemn silence as she too mourns over the regretful memories that Damian's name had shackled to it. That's right, she recalls hearing about Jemand's harrowing experience with Damian involving an eye. "Yes. That sounds like him, the vile little cannibal. I'm sorry you had to go through that. At least Damian only hurt me emotionally. Though, I will admit he had a hand in ruining my life, too."

She too had tried her hand at warning Trost of the dangers that came with associating with such a person, from first hand experience. Alas, it seems he'd taken on board very little from any of them. "I understand. It's difficult, having to be constantly reminded of trauma. Unfortunately for Trost, I believe he's the sort of person that will only heed a lesson when the consequences are already reaped..." Such was proved very recently.

With that, she trails off, attention redirected to the quaint wooden train she addresses with a growing smile. "Oh, how sweet!" She gasps, clasping her hands together. "No wonder Trost doesn't seem to enjoy my presence, it must be all the pink! Come on, let's go!" She chirps, tugging at his hand.

[mandysxmuses]

Tell me, do you get a kick out of near death experiences? - Mel @ Jemand mayhaps for main

"... I cannot think of a single time I've been threatened with that my whole life I've enjoyed, no."

Deciding that answer isn't emphasizing it enough, Jemand folds his hands over his chest and dramatically gestures, summoning a plate of chocolates that floated in front of himself.

"If it were up to me at any of those points, I would have much preferred to be at home in a hot bubble bath, eating chocolate caramels."

[lgbtiwtv]

in light of recent events

[cometblaster2070]

i wish they kept this scene because cynthia looks so unbelievably good in this like???? ik everyone would've been SCREAMING this is so unfair the cut content makes me cry.

[mandysxmuses]

"Ah-- no, no, not.. not really. I mean-- I can't deny we both did some... things to each other, but they were never meant to be a closeness thing. I'm sure from the beginning, he knew it was a good way to get me to do what he wanted, and me... well-- i-it's not an excuse, but I was frustrated, and... eventually I wanted to be cruel, too. I think the only reason we stayed friends after things went downhill was because we were friends before. It was hard, staying friends with him sometimes, but..."

Jemand scratched at his neck with discomfort.

"He'd.. always do something to remind me he was still my friends. The same guy who was just out killing someone else and talking about what a coward they were, he'd still... let me cry on his shoulder and tell me I was alright. It's just that now he'd usually add I was a little bitch or something..."

It was hard to tell what time was here. Days and nights didn't make a lot of sense...and good luck telling what they looked like in different rooms sometimes. And his story sounded oddly familiar, oddly similar to when she'd first gotten close to Jemand himself and realized exactly how fragile his mental state was, and how much power he had.

...So much change...it seemed like a lifetime ago.

And he didn't want to be close to Schutz...not back then. Couldn't be now, not yet. Too much pain. Too much history. Maybe someday.

"She made him to be her comfort...her confidant, a teddy bear for when she was lonely or sad...and..." Erin shook her head. "...The memory still plays out in that room of the castle...it never faded. I saw it, when I went there. He had to kill her...multiple times. Until it took. I can't...even imagine what that did to him. And you had absolutely no way of...knowing, or...helping because you couldn't know. And he didn't want kindness back then...so that's...probably what started you two pranking each other so nastily. It was the only way you could still be close to him, right?"

[5oobin]

[mandysxmuses]

There was a moment of panic. Brief and flitting, but he was scared upon realizing that he tore his clothes to do this. ... What if Principal Zhang found out? What if he ruined everything?

... He needed to worry about that later. He had to worry about that later. This might be his only chance for revenge. He needed to take the chance while he had it.

He rushed over to the dumpster and pushed it away. Jemand's breathing was staggered and pained. He felt garbage bags being pulled away from his body, and then Niemand kicking him over.

The gardener tried to think of what he would do next. He wanted to kill Jemand, yes, but doing it right this second might spare him the memories. ... It was so stupid, how that worked. Still ... there were other ideas crawling into his mind. Violent ones. Cruel ones. Fun ones.

His arms returned to normal, and he reached over to scoop up a handful of dirt. With the other hand, he pulled down the cloth from Jemand's mouth -- and shoved the dirt straight in.

"... I'll just say if Jemand does try anything after this, he's really not too bright."

The moment Niemand began to speak, Tennd'hera pulled open her pocket dimension and pulled out the grimoire. Not bothering to hand it to Henri, she chanted the spell herself - effectively muting the sound around them so that only the five of them could hear what was going on. 

"...God you are so fucking cool," Henri whispers to Usagi as he watches the spectacle. 

She stared forward, eyes cold. They were not cruel, but merely the eyes of a god. "Thank you. I allowed you your catharsis in safety, there's no reason not to allow Niemand the same thing." She glances over at Todlich. "There won't be further problems, though, right?"

[mandysxmuses]

"I'm not stupid. I mean, I know with powers like mine more... materialistic people are gonna be drawn to me, but I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing. Just depends on what they want."

Jemand would neglect to mention the almost irresistible itch to give it to them.

[shrimpyjackal]

*proceeds to nerviously laugh* I think i need a nap... or two more cups of coffee

[2nd day] ⬅ [You are here] ➡[5th day]

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[mandysxmuses]

The location Jemand was usually spat out during his occasional visits usually didn't fill him with such unease. But the moment he moved out from the portal and it vanished behind him, he was swiftly regretting the decision made to step forward.

It was not something he could really put a finger on. Sure, the garden looked... horribly neglected and -- well, to put it kindly as it deserved, hideous -- but that wasn't enough to explain the chill he was getting down his spine taking it in. A few ugly plants couldn't cause this feeling of wrongness.

He came up here to put on a show, but even excusing the lack of a crowd, he doubted that was going to be on the table now. Jemand was no longer in the mood to be a show pony with a few brilliant tricks. He'd much rather just go home.

... But just when he was thinking he was alone out here, he was addressed -- and further stressed. Somehow that uncomfortable feeling only got so much bolder upon noticing the stranger eyeing him over. And Jemand did not do uncomfortable.

"... Can't imagine how," In regards to being mistaken for someone else, Jemand was sure attire of his design hadn't been seen on anyone's body but his own. Still, the way he said it was playful, to try and keep the conversation as light as possible. No need for confrontation.

But how was he supposed to explain how he got here? He couldn't just say he came through an interdimensional portal; he'd sound nuts.

Trying to say he was looking for a place to put on a show wouldn't exactly fly when he'd ended up here, either, the truth of the matter irrelevant.

Perhaps it was best to go with flattery.

"I wanted to look at the flowers."

⌘ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒,   the  swaying  tops  of  overgrown  grass  &   long  decayed  white  rose  bushes;  it’s  a  garden  without  love,  now  merely  a  tomb  of  grisly  memories  long  forgotten.  he  stands  alone  in  its  shadow.  he  who  turns  &  ever  so  slowly  glances  at  the  other,  letting  the  cool  blow  of  autumn  wind  brush  through  his  unruly  hair  &   dark  clothing,  looking  just  like  a    g h o s t   standing  still.    ❝   how  audacious….   ❞   he  mutters,  the  voice  barely  audible  against  the  rustle  of  dead  leaves  above,    ❝   i  almost  mistook  you  for  someone  else…   ❞

the  pitch  black  eyes  lower  their  empty  gaze,  only  to  trail  back  up  &   once  more  land  ‘pon  those  shimmering  eyes,  having  so  impudently  assessed   them  just  now.    ❝   but  then  again,  i  suppose  our  little  garden  isn’t  exactly  closed  off..   ❞   he  smiles,  yet  only  the  corners  of  his  lips  seem  to  react;  the  rest  of  his  pale  face  completely   voided  of  emotion.    ❝   what  do  you  want… ?   ❞

[sebfreak]

Shuuichi and Touko

[remyfire]

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 119

Another divine twitch chat Au? Another divine twitch chat Au. With a bit of a twist. 

Billy would like to say it is in fact not his fault. It’s really not. Who hits someone with magic they obviously don’t know how to use? Well okay maybe he had done that before, but it’s not like he ever did it around other people where they could get hit! 

But someone was an idiot and now he’s here, as his normal ten-year old self kicking his legs while sitting in the Watchtower as the others argued. Apparently the League thinks he’s been de-aged, which is good as his secret isn’t out. 

The uh, issue is that something about the spell might have um, partially manifested the gods- or as he called them the Mediterranean Magic Men, if only because of how annoyed it made Zeus. Now everyone can see the chat that’s usually only visible to him and apparently it’s concerning. 

He doesn’t see how it’s an issue, Zeus has been silenced for the next hour and Hercules has been dying of laughter for the last three. Oh, wait, it might be from Mercury’s constant attempted flirting with Flash. …Or the fact they’re trying to convince him to commit a crime and he’s honestly down for doing so seeing as he’s a homeless ten year old who is down for getting clairvoyance and super speed for the next thirty minutes in exchange…

[rumble-bee-art]

Someone is very much against the concept of smudge-proof lipstick

[mandysxmuses]

@driftingjazzbard

Feeling bad things was still hard. Really hard. And it made being productive hard, which made him feel worse, and it usually just cycled...

Thankfully, eating was really, really easy. There was nothing wrong with a little shameless indulgence, right?

So his dining room table was covered in all sorts of confections and any other unhealthy cravings that came to mind -- he'd already indulged with two burgers and had a mouth stuffed full of fries when Erin walked in.

He never would have eaten with so little manners if he knew she was there, and he promptly covered his mouth with his hand and summoned a few napkins as he tried to scarf what he already had down.

"Ngh-- I... invited Trost over to share some of this with him, it's not just for me. Hi, princess. Uh.."

[alwaysanxiousrobot]

LOKI | 2.06 "Glorious Purpose"