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oizys-naomi · 11 months ago
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cw for blog ;; abuse, ableism, misogyny, themes of murder, childhood trauma. (will add more as blog updates.)
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“I’m not here to apologize. She deserved it, you know?”
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“Huh…well, my name is Naomi Tanaka. I’m 20…I used to do university but dropped out. My major? Ehh. Can’t remember.”
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— About mod —
Hi! I’m Nel. I use any pronouns but she/her. Strictly SFW, please.
My main is @pazuzu-soccer-o419 !!
This account is just going to be a lore dump/rp account! May break character or make contradictory statements to make character more human. Inbox and RP requests are open!
DNI and notes ;; support Israel/“neutral”, basic dni, 18+ blogs, proshippers/comshippers/anything that’s not legal, and a part of things like shtwt. just be normal, please!!
— TAGS —
(may get things wrong/tag incorrectly…pls be patient I’ve never used tumblr)
#Oxiys_break — breaking character
#River_styxx — lore dumps
#robotintohumanity — (longer) lore dumps
#hermes_msg_asks — inbox asks
#nyxxshattered — crack rp
#zeus_bolt — rp (light/no cw)
#eris_hatesss — tw/cw rp
#naomi_dolus — naomi’s posts. can trigger rp interactions
#dolus_interacttt — long posts!! tag to rp
#apate_asks — interact with anons
#aletheia_aks — interact with oc blogs
#dolus_thequest — interact with ooc blogs
#the-lying-pheme — interaction with es
#the-interesting-thing — interaction with jackalope
#eleos_bluehair — interaction with haruka
#persephone_ash — interaction with yuno
#astrea_pazuzu — interaction with futa
#apate_reincarnated — interaction with muu
#dolus_thethief — interaction with shidou
#aphrodite-infatuated — interaction with mahiru
#hermes-dolus — interaction with kazui
#dionysus_doctrine — interaction with amane
#lethe_narcissus_9 — interaction with mikoto
#themis_hypocrite_10 — interaction with kotoko
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oizys-naomi · 11 months ago
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I huffed impatiently at the small guard; relaxing ever so slightly as they entered the room and shut, locked and scooted towards me as they sat in the chair with their usual stoic facial expression; devoid of any and all emotion other than possible judgment and “justice”, in their own words.
The air was thick and tense; ever changing as you could hear even a pin drop. The only noise that could be heard was their and my own breathing, and the quiet shuffling of feet as they made their way over towards me.
I nodded at their words, shifting in my seat uncomfortably under their gaze. I knew better than to be intimidated by someone so young, but it was more or less their tone that had given me goosebumps. This kid really didn’t mess around with their job, did they? Well…in a position of power like this….
I wouldn’t either.
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“Ah, thank you for finally showing up, beloved prison guard!”
I smiled, sweetening up my tone to appear more friendly and approachable. When I was younger, I realized people were more willing to open up and let things slip if you were sympathetic and polite towards them, so I’ve tried my best to practice that throughout my life—even if it took me years to get to a point to call myself “normal” and express emotions like everyone else.
“Of course!…What do I say, exactly? I’m not the type of person to get into such a high-grade prison! This situation is so…”
I chuckled at my own words, trailing off as I tried to clearly connect a word with how…interesting and perplexing the situation was. I was clearly amused by the situation, too, even without my tricks of apathy covered up by air-headedness and playfulness. It was a tricky environment for me—I barely remembered my “murder”, as they put it, so I barely had any idea of whether or not me ranting for hours on end would be useful information. I couldn’t question that, though! Whatever they asked, I would have to oblige and answer. Maybe play dumb a few times. Whatever it took to gain this person’s trust or respect at the very least, even if I considered them a liar of the highest quality. It’s best to gather information on your enemies, right?
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( @wardenes-official )
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First Interrogation ; The Words That Hurt Most
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┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. 。˚  
I tapped my fingers against the desk, annoyed and darting my eyes around the room impatiently for any sign of a sentient being entering the room, or even the sound of a squeak. It wouldn’t been dead silent without the eerie ambience, which I would have much preferred instead of this sense of dread in the air. Furrowing my eyebrows, I tapped my foot against the cement and glanced towards the door; letting my thoughts wander freely and considering…everything that’s happened in the past 48 hours or less.
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I was annoyed, acting inconvenienced. Maybe it was because I had expected Es to be late due to the fact everyone complained they were late, and I already set my expectations lower than usual for someone like them.
Or.
Maybe because they were taking the most time to get here out of every single interrogation.
I was honestly starting to think it was intentional—they knew about my distrust and suspicion—and therefore they were trying to both piss me off and avoid me at the same time, which made me even more pissed.
Because, even though they looked like my younger cousin in both height and babyface, they had the attitude of a complete brat. It was getting ridiculous, as I’ve heard from several others (and….eavesdropping occasionally) they have found it in themself to be short-tempered and aggravate everyone within a 24 mile radius. It’s almost a talent of how they’ve pissed one of us off at least twice.
Of course, this was just my observation. An assumption, if you will. Because of their rather vague and often contradictory statements, I’ve taken to calling them “pheme”, much to their disliking. Did they know what it meant?…probably not. But that wasn’t the point.
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I sighed, focusing back in on MILGRAM and the eerie chambers. My mind seemed to stop racing when I heard the click of a door and a very familiar cough, clearing their throat.
Es.
(( @wardenes-official ))
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