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kurtty-drabbles · 5 years ago

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Ocean au (part 14)

N/A: Here we go. The Ruby part is almost over.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @bamfoftheundead

Walking on New Gotham in the daylight, and being a pretty woman as MJ knows she truly is, can be dangerous as a super-hero may fall for you or a super-villain will kidnap or you can be mutated into a new type of monster, but, MJ is testing her luck by going to the most popular points of New Gotham.

Her red hair is free being slowly touched by the soft winds of such madcap city and she´s on the cellphone as she´s getting closer of a nice cafe shop that has little to no accident of villains or mutations. Of course, due to the nature of her work, and people do take notice of what a pretty woman as MJ speaks on the cellphone, she has to use some code words.

"Sweetie, which outfit you´ll wear for the party?" MJ asked with a sweet smile and being nothing more than a woman talking with a friend about a cool party they will go later.

Peni, on the other line, is typing violently on the notebook to the point MJ, and the Korean girl replies. "Wakanda has a tough firewall, but, I manage to plant a bug and I can control a bit the geo-gun, but, MJ....the gun is too unstable at the moment...if it went insane..."

MJ flashes a nice smiling and continues to her brilliant charade. "Don´t go too overboard, sweetie is just a party and nothing else!"

"Look, the geo-gun is unstable as it is...I may try to make sure it won´t kill the entire city, but, MJ this is a dangerous weapon" and she stops typing "but I thought in something, if something went wrong, you think Killmonger will really help us?" there´s sarcasm in her tone and MJ can see how the Korean girl knows the answer already.

"No, of course not, silly, that´s not his style" MJ is not breaking the character even with the possibility of being on her own and having to face Wakanda on her own.

"So...I would prefer to not use the weapon...but I have a different idea, how about we lead to someone the truth about the ruby?"

"That seems a sensible idea. Who will take you?"

"Kurt Ryder comes to mind but MJ, I think I have a better candidate" and as the conversation ends MJ is already on the cafe shop facing a chair being used by one Peter Ross.

Reporters love stories like this and MJ is an excellent actress.

"Hi, excuse me, are you Peter Ross?"

"Yes, I´m"

_________________________________________________________________________________________ Kitty Pryde is stepping out of the elevator with a big bag, one full of food and other goodies, when she spot Kurt Ryder ending a conversation on his phone and Kitty narrow her eyes slightly. Peering into his form for one minute, one minute exactly, as she goes to her house and leave the bag there and goes talk with Kurt Ryder.

Is he really Nightcreepr? Yes, but what does this mean to Columbina and Kitty?

"Ryder!" she speaks as the man was no longer speaking on the phone and is looking at her in that cocky style of his. She´s looking at his hair, to be exact, is just like Nightcreeper.

She moves her hand, once asking if she could touch Ryder´s hair and to his own surprise he agrees, and Kitty is messing with his natural curls and as she let a hair lock fall to the side, she can see he´s Nightcreeper.

"I´m a fan of colleague's movies, I´m a big fan and I noticed that among all those treasures of bad plot and acting...you were there in the movie 3 wishes for one night" her hand is patting his shoulder for a moment. "Why you didn´t go full actor? You had potential!"

And that break his cocky attitude, not really but it reduces so that´s something, as the man pouts and asks one thing of total importance. "You never saw my TV show but you know I was in that trash movie?" and there´s a disappointment in his tone and Kitty merely shrugs.

Now, is Kurt´s tone to narrow his eyes at her as he makes another question. "Gambit is a professional poker player. He told me you´re not....so, what you truly work with, Kitty Pryde?" and crosses his arms trying to look intimidating but it is such a backlash to Kitty because it gives more proves that he is Nightcreeper.

How...How did he turn into that green wacko?

"I know how to play poker. I tend to play more poker than do my usual job" not a lie, per se, but she can´t give all the details to Mr noisy reporter. "I´m a sexologist and I attend people in my home...my home is my office, and trust me, I´d not have money to keep two places" again, not a lie and is almost comical how a thief is being honest to a Mr noisy reporter like him.

Kurt Ryder blinks at her for a moment. "Aren´t you worried about your safety?"

"I´m. Always. But...let me put this way, I have more chances of meeting a green wacko in a speedo than a lunatic breaking in my house" and again, that´s true and she beam at this as for once, Kurt Ryder has no response to such statement.

"Still...That can be dangerous" Ryder stated and Kitty has such tranquillity in her posture that confuses the reporter. "Besides, even if no one went to your house...what if someone steals from you? Columbina is walking around this city and we don´t know her plan"

Kitty blinks and chuckles as she replies. "I plan to make chilli and if you want a piece of that you´ll have to offer something really good, Mr noisy reporter"

"I´ve Bavarian Beer. We can share"

"Damn you and your beers. You got again"

Ryder makes his mission to protect this naive woman and Kitty makes her mission to keep a watchful eye on Mr noisy reporter aka Nightcreeper.

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Felicia Hardy, Oracle and Columbina are ready to complete the mission and stole the ruby and sure, they aren´t shocked to see the security in this museum, but, one thing takes Felicia´s focuses away. "Why Ororo wants this ruby?"

Columbina does not know many details of the political warfare of Wakanda and the world but she can make a hazard guess. "Wakanda wants their secrets to remain secrets and I think we shouldn´t make more questions" and soon the plan begins.

Felicia would distract the guards prompting them to take their eyes from the ruby. Oracle tackle with the security camera making it seems that the image on the screen is the same and does not show one sneaky Columbina.

And Columbina phases the lasers. She hates lasers. As she caught, she put in her bag(a special one for the crime) and put a fake one, this ruby was made by Icy Woman and her fakes are perfect. Sadly, the trio of thieves didn´t see one sneaky spy watching the scene.

"P, inact plan B"

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Ororo and T´Challa got the ruby back in record time and thanks were given to Kitty and her group as well a promise of confidentiality, which no one dares to break it, and T´Challa then announced he´s needed in Wakanda.

Sure, T´Challa would rather take a more discreet route, but, he´s the King of Wakanda, people are bound to reconize him whatever he wants or not, and as a crow of reporters and even fans gather around his presence, making the typical questions about Wakanda, his bag starts making a sound and the ruby is activated.

A geo-gun was exposed and Ororo was called to solve the problem and Wakanda now has to do RP to keep the bad press and image out of their beloved nation.

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"A geo-gun that was placed in New Gotham is owned by Wakanda and was stole by their high-security facilities with easy. If that gun did fall for the wrong hands...we all would be in great danger, one that could be bigger enough for The Amazon to contain" Peter Ross is giving the news and more details that no one was aware before.

Meanwhile, MJ is happy that her plan does not lead in death and even Columbina´s death(what MJ can do? She´s a fan of this thief) but one problem arises.

"MJ, we can´t leave New Gotham so soon"

"I know, Peni, some sacrifices should be made here" and MJ has her cellphone ring and is not surprising to see Columbina aka Kitty Pryde´s number on the screen.

"I know it was you. Was this the plan all along?" she asked and MJ chuckles.

"No, the initial plan would get you and your friends dead. I rather avoid killing and make enemies"

"I think Wakanda think differently"

"Did you rat me?"

"As much you did"

"Oh, Columbina, this is our business now. Can I do anything to make up for this?"

"You own me big. And I mean, really big for this"

"And like all Lannisters, I pay my debts, Columbina"

"I know"

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The JLX is talking about the ruby´s incident. The way Wakanda can produce such dangerous guns and others weaponry was a debate back and forth and the fact that now New Gotham has a spy of this calibre means one thing.

"We must do something...arrest her" one of them suggested, but, the heroes aren´t keen to this decision.

"Why? Because she told us what Wakanda was planing? Well, if Columbina can be a, what´s the word again, oh right, a good candidate, why not MJ and Peni Parker...no, we´re not related" Peter Ross announced as Nightcreeper would make a question like this. Peter Ross´s secret identity was undercover by the team in their last mission together and they promised to keep a secret.

"I agree" Dark Claw states shocking everyone as is extremely rare Dark Claw agrees with Spider-boy. "We don´t need to make more enemies. If this MJ and Peni Parker are merely hired to do their jobs...why we couldn´t be their clients?" and adds "of course, there´s no guarantee she would be a good employee and stab us in the back. We don´t know why Killmonger hired those two...maybe they are the best or maybe this was a last resort, either way...let´s not be too hasty"

And Dark Claw´s eyes are locked on Spider-boy. "And let´s use our minds to think over this and not be lead on by a pretty face" and this make Nightcreeper giggles and Spider-boy just rolls his eyes.

#ocean au #kurt ryder #kitty pryde #the ruby arc is over #there´s the party #ice woman #kurtty yet #MJ and Peni are good spies.#Dark Claw is not unreasonable and would rather have allies then enemies #but he is not a fool

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rocketbcss · 7 years ago

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fireredrules’ pokemon team dynamics rp meme

(please repost with everything attached!) answer each prompt with whichever of your muse’s pokemon fit it best. feel free to include multiple pokemon per answer or extra details as to why they might fit the prompt. if one doesn’t apply, just put N/A

who is most likely to steal their trainer’s food?

Well, most of Giovanni’s pokemon know better than to actually try stealing anything of his, but if their master were a little more relaxed and less strict then it’d definitely be Rhydon and very much like a puppy, he’ll be so guilty about it that Giovanni would know immediately who was the little thief.

who is most likely to rebel or ignore orders during a battle?

None of them. They know the consequences of disobedience. Well, at least all of the pokemon that Giovanni’s trained. Cutiefly is a buzzing little thorn in his side who’s only his pokemon out of happenstance and will absolutely prefer to play rather than to listen to her ‘trainer’. She doesn’t even have the decency to just leave when Giovanni tries to release her.

who is the least welcoming of new pokemon/people?

Persian, she’s used to being top cat and is immediately threatened when someone new enters her master’s life be they people or pokemon. Though she’s also spoiled so if any of these newcomers lavishes her with affection and attention she might come around on them. Otherwise she’ll go out of her way to either ignore these newcomers or might even contrive some kind of plot in making their lives as miserable as possible in order to chase them away.

who is the laziest?

Persian definitely. Giovanni shamelessly spoils her. If it weren’t for the fact that he also forces her to go through training regiments she’d be one fat cat since she’d just prefer to lounge around all day (as close as possible to her master of course) and just sleep on the warmest thing available.

who wakes up the earliest?

Nidoking is up at dawn and already training and trying to rally the rest of the Giovanni’s pokemon into training as well. Often he’ll be up long before even his master is awake. Nidoqueen is the second early riser, but she’s more relaxed than her counterpart about training right away.

who stays up the latest, or doesn’t sleep at all?

Nidoqueen always has to make sure that her family’s tucked away for the night so to speak. Even her master. She’s adamant in not going to sleep until she knows Giovanni is sleeping and if Giovanni is pulling an all nighter then it’ll be a sure thing that Nidoqueen will be up with him until he finally sleeps.

who is the messiest?

Definitely Rhydon. The little brute doesn’t understand the meaning of staying clean. He’d be rolling around in the dirt and mud if he could. Even when he eats or well, just about everything he does, he’ll somehow found a way in doing it as messily as possible.

who is the loudest?

Again, it’s Rhydon. Along with having no concept of being clean, he also doesn’t understand what it means to be quiet. Giovanni actually encourages him to be loud as possible since it lends to his intimidation tactics. Though when they’re not training, you can be sure that Nidoqueen will smack Rhydon if he’s loud for no reason.

who considers themself the ‘leader’?

Nidoking definitely thinks he’s the leader of the pack and the rest of Giovanni’s pokemon will tend to defer to his wisdom if the situation calls for it, but everyone knows that Nidoqueen is the one actually calling the shots. She just lets him do his thing until she actually has to step in and then even Nidoking bows out.

who is the weirdest?

Beedrill, it tends to be a loner and as one of the few non-ground types in Giovanni’s collection, the rest of the pokemon tend to view him as an outsider as well. Beedrill’s not really bothered by this status since he knows that he holds a very special place in Giovanni’s heart and therefore has no qualms about lording this over the rest of the pokemon either.

who is the biggest cuddler?

Rhydon, he’s a very emotional and physical creature who prefers to express itself through actions. If he’s angry then he’ll throw tantrums if he’s feeling happy or affectionate? Well, anyone who has the poor luck to be around Rhydon when he’s in one of his cuddling moods will learn how much of a big teddy bear he really is, well everyone except Giovanni. Even Rhydon knows better than to try and hug the Boss.

who gets themselves into trouble the most often?

Rhydon was the one who was almost always being disciplined for one thing or another. At the start when Giovanni first took him on, Rhyhorn was very much a rebellious upstart used to throwing its weight around and hated being ordered around by anyone. Of course he finally learned to respect Giovanni and to fall in line with him, but there are still moments when he’ll get too excited or reckless and be punished for his behaviour.

who hates bath time?

Given how nearly all of Giovanni’s pokemon are ground types or some kind of typing that rarely meshes well with water, they all do. Bath times are few and far between for this very reason and it’s like pulling teeth trying to get them clean. When Giovanni’s punishing some of his underlings, making them wash his pokemon happens to be on his list of punishments.

who gets the most visibly excited from seeing their trainer after a long absence?

Rhydon since he’s a big baby and hates he when Giovanni swaps him out for another pokemon. This is very rare, but it does happen now and then and he’ll spend the entire time he’s benched sulking. When Giovanni finally puts him back on his team, this is about the closest Rhydon will get to trying to hug his master. It’s also something of a tactic with Giovanni since Rhydon tends to try ten times harder to prove himself to his master when he’s back on the line up.

who is most protective of their trainer?

Nidoking is the defacto protector, he’s the one that Giovanni calls on during times of danger. But Nidoqueen, Rhydon and Beedrill are all fiercely protective of their master. In fact Nidoqueen is so protective of Giovanni that she extends her protection to all of his pokemon and his family. Silver and Ash are often subjected to her motherhenning.

who uses their charms/cuteness to try and get away with things?

Persian is basically the only pokemon who could even be considered cute and she knows it too and she’ll use this to her advantage. And sometimes she’s so good at it that it even works.

who messes with other trainers for fun?

Perisan again, when she’s in the mood. For a time when Ash became more of a regular presence in Giovanni’s life and Persian realised that he wasn’t going away, she’d do little things in order to make his life miserable just for her own amusement. Leaving dead animals in his bed was a particular favourite of hers.

who is the most submissive to their teammates?

All of Giovanni’s pokemon reflect their master in their ego, but as there’s a definite pecking order and one that Giovanni sort of placed himself, the ones at the bottom of the totem pole know better than to cause trouble with the ones at top. They really resent this, but what can you do with Giovanni as your master?

who is the purest angel?

Spearow, he just wants peace and quiet and to be happy and to be loved. There isn’t a malicious bone in his body – well, unless Ash is around. But it’s impossible for a spearow not to hate Ash. Otherwise he’s one of Giovanni’s gentlest pokemon.

who gets jealous the most?

As mentioned above, it’s Persian all the way. She even hates Ash for taking a large chunk of Giovanni’s attention away from her and there was a time she hated Silver too, but luckily for Silver they met when he was just a baby and her maternal instincts got the better of her.

who is the one laying on their trainer’s face in the morning?

All of Giovanni’s pokemon are massive and would basically crush their master if they even tried this and they also know better. Persian’s done this a few times and has tried playing innocent, but she knows better than to make a regular habit out of it. Cutiefly on the other hand will break into Giovanni’s room at night when he’s specifically locked her out and sleeps on his head.

who is the most distant from their trainer?

A lot of the pokemon who aren’t part of Giovanni’s favourites. They both at once adore their master and wish that they could somehow find a way to break into this list and resent him for sidelining them and being so obvious with his favouritism.

who is closest to their trainer?

Nidoking, despite actually being a replacement for the first Nidoking even Giovanni sometimes forgets this fact. But since the first Nidoking was Giovanni’s first pokemon and you never forget your first pokemon, Nidoking tends to enjoy a lot of affection and special attention from Giovanni. Beedrill also is incredibly close to Giovanni since he represents home – the Viridian Forest. They’re often the two pokemon he selects without thinking and are very rarely benched. And given how Beedrill is the only pokemon out of his entire roster who can megaevolve, it speaks a lot about their bond.

who is most alike their trainer in personality or habits?

Very likely Persian, she’s a proud creature and Giovanni is a proud creature. She has a sharp wit that’s often plotting something and rarely does she do anything out of her own free will unless she benefits from it somehow. She is basically Giovanni in cat form.

who races ahead when on a walk?

When Giovanni goes on his trips to the Viridian Forest, he’ll often bring many of his favourites with him as a sort of reward. Rhydon loves these little excursions and will often be crashing through the forest ahead of the rest of the group.

who is the most loyal/obedient?

Nidoqueen hands down will do anything for her master. She’d die for him if it means making him happy and it’s been a very near thing sometimes since she’s pushed herself so hard for him in battles. She’s not happy unless her master is happy and is actually jealous of Beedrill for his ability to mega evolve.

who eats the most?

Rhydon is a glutton and will eat everything in sight if he could. Luckily Nidoqueen is there to make sure the rest of Giovanni’s pokemon get their fair share. Also there’s a reason why Rhydon’s fed away from the rest of the pokemon, but it’s not like he still won’t try stealing food from the rest of his teammates.

who is the quietest?

Beedrill would almost fall under this category since he rarely makes a sound unless it’s required of him, but the constant flapping of his wings tends to make him very noisy. Spearow being the shyest of Giovanni’s pokemon tends to not make a sound unless it can be helped.

who is the clumsiest?

Rhydon is the equivalent of a charging bull in a china shop. You do not leave anything fragile or valuable when he’s a round. Hell, he’s been known to break things that were previously thought unbreakable. Although this has worked in Giovanni’s favour if he’s ever faced with a situation in which he wants something broken, he at least knows which pokemon to choose.

who is the most hotheaded?

Again it’s Rhydon. He rarely thinks and when he does it’s with his heart. He’ll charge in first without giving a thought to the consequences and it’s a good thing that he has Giovanni and Nidoqueen both to rein him.

who is the ‘mom pokemon’?

Nidoqueen otherwise known as Mamaqueen. She mothers even Giovanni’s children. If she could, she’d mother Giovanni too and in a way she sort of does. She’s always making sure the rest of the pokemon have eaten and are rested and she’s constantly keeping an eye on the known troublemakers. She’s also the one who has to break up fights between pokemon when they start butting heads.

tagged by: @leaf-fuguri tagging: uhhh anyone else who hasn’t done this?

#ℜ┊this is satan speaking ( OOC )#ℜ┊ i build my castles in the air ( HEADCANONS )#ℜ┊ long post #tbh i'm just reposting the old one i did #since nothing's changed #and being tagged in it gives me an excuse to move it to this blog #since i've been meaning to bring this one over for ages

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sincerely-septima-blog · 7 years ago

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meet the mun || alexandra.

she’s imperfect, but she tries || she used to be mine;; waitress, the musical

pictures correlate to about me/aesthetic: one - disney. two - colonial american history. three - asexual vibes tho. four - all the books. five - slytherin/life mottos. six - more reading. seven - historyyyy. eight. - penn state aka where i live, sleep, breath. nine - some random ass clock, but good travel vibes.

Why did you choose to play the character that you do at Crimson Revolt?

I chose to play Septima, because I immediately clicked with her when I first read her bio. I’ve never rp’ed a character quite like her before and there was just something about her that made me want to grab on and never let her go. I haven’t began roleplaying yet, but I��m already so fiercely protective of her and I never want to let her go.

Do you have a favorite holiday?

I love Christmas! Right now, it’s like my favorite time of year, my dorm room is decorated with about 1000 Christmas lights and I have holiday mug and a color-changing tree and there’s just a lot going on. I love the idea of Santa and spending time with family and baking.

P.S. - My favorite Christmas song is “Merry Christmas Darling” by the Carpenters and I have heard it on the radio twice this year, freakin out when it came on, and literally almost causing two car crashes. I’m a hot mess.

Do you prefer coffee or tea? Perhaps neither, or both?

I prefer tea. I’m what you would call a tea snob. I have a bunch of loose leaf from various parts of the world. That being said, I love coffee, hot chocolate, etc. so long as it has peppermint extract in it! :)

What is your personality type?

I’m an XNTJ, I possess an even divide of I- and E- and some days it shifts depending on my mood.

What is your Hogwarts House?

I’m an extremeeeely proud Slytherin.

What is your Zodiac Sign?

Scorpio with ascending in Sagitarius.

Three most recently watched on Netflix?

Black Mirror, Great British Bake-Off, and White Christmas

Hulu: Community, Will & Grace, Golden Girls

Describe your ride-or-die friend.

I love my best friend. He is the person I go to about everything. I helped him apply to colleges and whenever I come home from break, he stops down at my house, even if it’s just for five or ten minutes. He’s terrible at baking and he gives the best hugs. He’s a better driver than I am and he lives above a funeral home. He doesn’t always know what he wants, whether for dinner or in life, but he’s my best friend, one of my only true friends, and he is the Joe Biden to my Barack Obama. I don’t know what I’d do without him.

If you could have any superpower, what would you choose?

I want to fly so badly. I know that’s the lamest superpower ever, but it would be better than driving and a hell of a lot more fun.

Are you an early bird or a night owl?

I’m writing this at 3:00 A.M., so you tell me.

What is your favorite color?

Purple!

What is the last book you read? What is your favorite?

The last book I read was a collection of feminist essays for a women writer’s class called, Men Explain Things to Me by Rebecca Solnit

My favorite book of ALL time is The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. I plan to read it over break, as I haven’t in awhile.

Where would you rather be right now?

In my own bed. At home. It’s so hot in my dorm right now and I don’t want to take my final tomorrow/today. I’m tired. Either that or Disney World. I love Disney.

Have you ever watched the sunrise?

I have, several times! I don’t make it a habit, unless I’m on vacation. So, I’ve seen it when it first touched the continental U.S., in Poland, at the Outer Banks, in Disney. That being said, I’ve also seen it on my way to work, which is not much fun.

Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music?

I do! I make a LOT of Spotify playlists. So, sometimes it depends on my mood, like for Septima, I have a specific playlist. If it’s a really intense chat/para, then it’s more along the lines of something dark or dramatic or romantic, etc.,etc., etc. Right now, I’m listening to Christmas music!

What’s the one thing you especially love about roleplaying your muse/s?

Well, I haven’t even started playing Septima, per say. But I already adore her. She’s my fave.

What’s your favorite type of weather?

Like mid-50s and rainy, thunderstorms preferred. I love the way rain hits the window and there a low rumbling in the distance. It’s something that can’t be replicated.

What’s your best RP experience?

It’s tough to say. I’ve been out of the game for sooooo long and this is actually my first Tumblr RP, so I’m super nervous! Maybe when I was like 13 and was on Polyvore (it’s a fashion website) and we had RP’s on their all the time. I was maybe a year or two older than some of the girls, just looking to sharpen my writing skills. But these girls really became family to me. I visited one in California when I was 15 and there are maybe 4-5 girls that I have watched grow up and go to college and it’s just very surreal.

Who inspires you?

Christine Sydelko: she’s honestly so funny and an asexual icon to me, like the way she handles her daily life is amazing.

Spread some love: mention someone you’ve met that has influenced you or your writing in a positive way and explain how!

When I was at Disney World back in 2015??-ish, I want to say. I had the opportunity to meet Neil Patrick Harris. He was waiting in line for a ride, just waiting for the like boat-carrier thing to come around, because you don’t really wait when you’re a celebrity. And he looked down at me and we just talked for a good two-three minutes, I want to say. And at the end of our conversation, I told him how I was persuing theatre and writing, because I loved musical theatre (still do). And he looked me in the eyes and said, “Never give up on your dreams, because the second you do is the second you lose it all. I believe in you.” I’ve since have gone away from musical theatre and focus more on writing, but him telling me to never give up on my dreams is a moment that I will never forget. Because out there, somewhere, Neil Patrick Harris believes in me. Even if nobody else does. (And that is super cheesy and he probably is like - who tf is that, but I don’t careeee.)

#ooc #crtchallenge #this was extra as hell and im sorry #replies coming by 9 pm est tomorrow #got my final from 6 until 8 #but right after i promise #replies coming by 9 pm est

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iv-kplpt · 7 years ago

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on being in love

so i’m now a part of a group dc rp, about batman villains escaping from arkham asylum. i rp as penguin and i got GM’s permission to put charlie in the universe, so... this happened, between playing ovw, cooking rice and having depression. a short vignette about oswald and charlie and promises and doubts.

the original in polish can also be found on this blog.

Oswald had been in Arkham for six long, tiring months. He shouldn't be there - he should be in Blackgate; but there he was, Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, in this one part of Gotham he hated.

(His mother walked those corridors once. Sometimes he could hear her voice, sometimes he could feel the tender touch of her fingers on his cheek.)

He spent six months waiting for his chance to escape. Six months of loneliness, because he firmly refused to integrate with other "patients". Especially with the Joker. Especially with Dent, whom he created.

(Harvey Dent, Two Face, his opus magnum. Their cells were exactly across each other... Every day Oswald was standing face to face with the consequences of his decisionsand every day he wasn't able to force himself to feel even the faintest sting of remorse or regret. He destroyed this man's life - so what? It was meant to be...)

His biggest problem during those one hundred and eighty days was not Dent's presence; nor it was his lack of empathy and his slowly dying humanity. No, his biggest problem was absence. The lack of another person at his side - or him not being present at her side.

Her name was Charlotte, Charlotte Schiller-Aberdeen - but she demanded to be called just Charlie. She was a young widow; she had hair red like blood on their hands and eyes blue like forget-me-nots he was trying to grow for her. They met shortly before he started to bring his half-baked plans to life; they met in Peperoncino, a bar belonging to Carmine Falcone. Oswald had a free pass there, due to being a protégé of Salvatore Maroni, gangster's close friend; but Charlie wasn't supposed to be there. That night he saved her life, lead by impulse and a sting of sympathy for the resolute young woman. That night he stole a first kiss from her; as well as many others. That night he left a mark of his teeth on her neck, for which she repaid him by scratching his back with her fingernails, drawing blood in the process. The next morning Charlie snuck out when he was still asleep, his heart in her pocket, and hers on a pillow next to his face - but tey only realized it one month later, when she returned to Gotham in search of a new start and him, him, him.

They fell madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly for each other - he fell in love with the softness of her hair and gentleness of her smile and the light way she spoke of matters terrible and dark; she fell in love with blood on his hands and the darkness in his heart and a scar running through the bridge of his nose. Nobody knew, except for them; they had to hide, because he was a criminal, and she was a young millionnaire, looking for her place among the members of Gotham social elite. Charlie was emanating a mysterious aura - she wouldn't let anyone into her life, she never gave out any details. Her gaze didn't carry a promise, and her smile wasn't an invitation to ask questions. She was kind, charming and funny; and it was enough for keeping people from asking questions. For keeping them from pushing any further.

In whole Gotham only Oswald knew that Charlie killed her husband. She took his life with her cool, pale hands, with which she'd stroke Oswald on his scruffy chin; in whole Gotham only Oswald knew what does Charlie look like without makeup and high heels, how she looks like when she wakes up in the morning, how she tilts her head when his teeth - like fairytale vampire's fangs - find her neck. In whole Gotham only Oswald knew; and in whole Gotham only she knew a handful of his own secrets. In whole Gotham only they knew; and they liked it that way.

And it was her absence that had been causing Oswald the most pain during those six months. Nobody knew about their relationship; nobody knew about the woman who stole Penguin's heart. That was the ultimatum he gave her one night, before everything went to hell - "I will not drag you down. Nobody will know about us. If this fails, if they catch me... I won't as much as mention you."

"If this happens, Oz..." she then whispered back, sliding something into his hand and looking him in the eye. "If this happens... I'll be waiting for you. Here, in this house. There will always be a place for you here, and I will always love you."

(Later, when he was left alone, he finally looked at what she gave him; a pebble. An ordinary - though very blue - pebble. Only after a long while he realized the full symbolism. He did the same in return - his pebble was yellow.)

He missed her every day and every night; and she couldn't even visit him, because that would make the meticulously built facade to fall. She couldn't visit - and he didn't want her to. There were people he was willing to drag down with him, but she was never on that list.

(Lying on his uncomfortable bed - that was nothing compared to a luxurious water bed in the bedroom of her home in Crest Hill - and throwing and catching the cool, smooth pebble she gave him he wondered if he's on her mind half as often as she was on his.)

He desired very few things more, than to show up on her doorstep, take her in his arms and shower her face with kisses, one for each freckle; to feel her hands on his shoulders, close his eyes and let her place a thousand of kisses soft like butterfly wings on his narrow, cruel lips.

Yes, Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, Penguin, monster, terrorist, thief and a con artist - was in love. He found someone who looked at the blood on his hands and a promises of murder in his words and burning hatred in his eyes - and then said "you're awful, I adore you".

(They were saying "I love you" in so many different ways. "Kiss me", "I bought you camembert", "come to bed", "be safe", "I missed you", "I want to raise a dog with you", "I want to conquer Gotham and destroy Bruce Wayne with you", "I put some flowers at your father's bust today", "let me know if one of those elite schmucks disrespects you, I'll cut them into pieces".)

Six months with no contact, six months without her warm body at her side, six months without her soft hair between his fingers, six months without her fingers on his cheek. Six months without love.

Sometimes he'd find himself in doubt. Was there still someone waiting for him out there? Maybe Charlie changed her opinion on him, maybe she changed the locks, maybe she abandoned Gotham same way she abandoned so many other places, so many other hearts? Maybe there was no "us" anymore, maybe there was nothing for him to come back to?

Usually simply putting a hand in his pocket and squeezing the cool, smooth pebble she gave him was enough. A symbol of promise, a symbol of loyalty. Penguins mate for life.

He missed her presence. He missed her gaze and playful cynicism with which she was taking his needlessly complicated, painstakingly eloquent confessions and declarations.

("You have my heart in your hands... And it's more fragile than it seems. Be gentle with it." "I like solving puzzles, Oz. If it breaks - we'll piece it back together, it'll look brand new. You know, the Japanese turned fixing broken pots into art...")

Oswald spent long six months on longing, daydreaming and muffling his own fears. When the grand night came, the night of judgement, the night to remember - he hesitated for only the briefest of moments.

(The pebble felt heavy in his pocket, giving him courage with its dead presence. For a moment Oswald felt like he's at her side again.)

He made his decision, putting his doubts off. The potential heartbreak and resulting dilemmas could wait; Oswald had a plan to realize. It wasn't his plan, and Penguin kind of felt like he wasn't even a part of it - but he wasn't going to complain.

In the company of the Joker, Harley Quinn, Two Face, Scarecrow, Deadshot and Poison Ivy Penguin started his tenacious endeavors, meant to take him to Asylum's exit. They spilt a river of blood in the process; but it didn't matter. Penguin knew Charlie doesn't mind the blood on his hands and face. The moment when he'd be able to finally take his beloved into his arms, to hear her voice was only a few hours away.

(I'm coming, my love, I will burn Gotham down if anyone tries to stop me; and then I'll kiss you among the ashes.)

***

In another, better, quieter part of Gotham Charlie Schiller-Aberdeen was watching the news with bated breath. Jack Ryder was reporting on events in Arkham, his voice shaking; a group of prisoners (oh I'm sorry, patients) took the matters in their own hands - among them her beloved.

(Mom, dad... I met somebody. His name is Oswald and he has nothing to his name, nothing but old shame and spilled blood...)

Every day for the past six months Charlie had been beginning her morning with tears, when after opening her eyes she couldn't see her lover next to her. Every day would begin with tears, which Pingu - a Shiba Inu they adopted - would at first try to lick up, doing whatever he could in order to cheer his mom up.

(The dog missed Oswald as well; he was mopish and was spending a lot of time staring at the garage door, as if he was expecting he'll manage to get his second own home by sheer willpower.)

At first they weren't planning to get a dog; they never planned anything. The dog showed up in their life because of Bruce Wayne - a man Oswald hated more than anything was very persistent in his attempts to befriend Charlie, blissfully unaware of who stole her heart. One day she told him that no, he can't come over for tea, because her domesticated penguin won't like her.

"Domesticated penguin?" he repeated, visibly surprised.

"I have a puppy, named Pingu." she improvised quickly. "He hates strangers... Especially men."

Charlie loved Oswald - and she knew he loves her back. She knew that Oswald - a hardened criminal, a boxer, an arms dealer, con artist and a killer - is nothing like her well-behaved husband, whom she killed; Harry had been lying to her for months, hiding his treachery behind a mask of a poor boy with heart of gold. After finding out about her doubts regarding him, Oswald - who wanted to get his fortune back and was prepared to do everything in order to achieve it - almost robbed a bank, just to prove her that no, he's not using her for her fortune, that he wants her, and not her money.

She fell for this monster... Maybe not at a first sight; but for sure at a first "you alright?" when they were in bed for the first time, and he just bit her just a tad too hard and her blood was on his lips, and she winced in pain, and he - still holding her hands above her head, just the way she liked it, just the way he liked it - got up a little and looked her in the eye.)

(When is monster not a monster? Oh... When you love it.)

"Monster", people were calling him when he got arrested; "my beloved" she'd call him in hushed whispers, when nobody could hear her. This murderer was kissing her in the morning and was making her scrambled eggs and was arguing about the second season of Twin Peaks with her and was listening to her emotional thouths on House of Cards. She loved Oswald and all his baggage - all the darkness, all the sins, the past, the future, the present. Maybe he was a monster - but he was her monster. And she knew this beast is not going to hurt her.

(Oswald was proudly parading around with his sins and his darkness exposed; and she preferred it over people who were hiding their demons. She preferred Oswald and his honest "yes, I killed the mayor and I enjoyed every single moment" over Harry Spencer, whose honeyed smile and warm eyes were hiding cold, venomous indifference and greed.)

So when it became clear that Penguin is escaping from Arkham Asylum - that he's coming home (his arms wrapped around her feel like home, his presence fills her with familiar warmth) - Charlie first danced a triumphant dance around her living room, wearing only Oswald's shirt and boxers, slightly confused Pingu jumping and barking around her.

"Oz is coming home, Pingu!" she informed the dog joyfully, to which he tilted his head and wagged his tail. "You hear? Oz is coming back!"

In response, the dog barked.

Next Charlie did some laundry - just in case - and went to the grocery store, where she bought out their entire supply of camembert. Oswald loved camembert; she never understood this love, but something was telling her Arkham never gave him a chance to indulge in his favorite culinary disaster.

(She also bought champagne, strawberries, peanut butter cookies and a whole lot of other things he liked.)

And then... She waited. She waited for the moment when Oz would barge into her home, bringing the smell of danger and death and blood of the innocent with him. She waited to hear his voice and his awful cockney, here and there sprinkled with Polish.

("I grew up among the Poles! They took me in... Apparently by their standards I'm a delight."

"Mmm. Not only by their standards.")

*** Finally the moment came. Oswald - with his heart in his mouth and and his mask under his shoulder and some blood smeared on his face - put his hand on the doorknob and pushed.

The door weren't closed; why would it be? Charlie stopped locking the door the moment she heard about the events at Arkham Asylum.

Pingu grew during those six months; but he still had that familiar spark in his eye and still very obviously loved Oswald a lot, considering how he started to instantly and adamantly demand love and attention from him.

All the lights were turned off in Charlie's home in Crest Hill when Oswald showed up for the first time in six months. He put his mask down on a kitchen table and turned around, to go up the stairs, where he was sure his beloved is, fast asleep-

Charlie was standing at the top of the stairs, staring at Oswald downstairs. Her sight stole the air out of his lungs; she was more beautiful than he remembered, with her hair messy and her eyes sleepy and the skin of her cheek slightly red and her night gown sliding off her right shoulder.

(Oswald Cobblepot was standing downstairs and he was staring at her without a word, blood smudged on his face. He looked almost as beautiful as he did when they first met; moonlight was luminating his face and even from the distance Charlie could see his stubble he loved to tease her skin with and a scar on his nose she loved to kiss and his eyes, focused and serious.)

"Hey, darling." he finally softly said and Charlie ran down the stairs crying and threw herself into his arms, tightly wrapping her arms around his neck and desperately kissed him, not minding the blood and ash he was covered with.

All of Oswald's doubts vanished without a trace when he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer.

Gotham City was in a state of red alert and the flames were still dancing in Arkham Asylum and Batman was carefully listening to Jim Gordon's every word on the roof of the police station and Joker and Two Face started to argue over leadership in their group of runaways, but none of this mattered, everything could wait till dawn.

"Did you miss me?" Oswald whispered between kisses, to which Charlie scoffed.

"Every day." she whispered back eventually and Penguin smiled with poorly hidden satisfaction.

They were together again, they were still in love and that was all that mattered to them, on their tiny island among the crashing waves.

#telltale batman #dc comics #batman #eng #ff #oc #pinnguin

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rocketbcssarchive · 8 years ago

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fireredrules’ pokemon team dynamics rp meme

who is most likely to steal their trainer’s food?

who is most likely to rebel or ignore orders during a battle?

who is the least welcoming of new pokemon/people?

who is the laziest?

who wakes up the earliest?

who stays up the latest, or doesn’t sleep at all?

who is the messiest?

who is the loudest?

who considers themself the ‘leader’?

who is the weirdest?

who is the biggest cuddler?

who gets themselves into trouble the most often?

who hates bath time?

who gets the most visibly excited from seeing their trainer after a long absence?

who is most protective of their trainer?

who uses their charms/cuteness to try and get away with things?

Persian is basically the only pokemon who could even be considered cute and she knows it too and she’ll use this to her advantage. And sometimes she’s so good at it that it even works.

who messes with other trainers for fun?

who is the most submissive to their teammates?

who is the purest angel?

Spearow, he just wants peace and quiet and to be happy and to be loved. There isn’t a malicious bone in his body -- well, unless Ash is around. But it’s impossible for a spearow not to hate Ash. Otherwise he’s one of Giovanni’s gentlest pokemon.

who gets jealous the most?

who is the one laying on their trainer’s face in the morning?

who is the most distant from their trainer?

who is closest to their trainer?

Nidoking, despite actually being a replacement for the first Nidoking even Giovanni sometimes forgets this fact. But since the first Nidoking was Giovanni’s first pokemon and you never forget your first pokemon, Nidoking tends to enjoy a lot of affection and special attention from Giovanni. Beedrill also is incredibly close to Giovanni since he represents home -- the Viridian Forest. They’re often the two pokemon he selects without thinking and are very rarely benched. And given how Beedrill is the only pokemon out of his entire roster who can megaevolve, it speaks a lot about their bond.

who is most alike their trainer in personality or habits?

who races ahead when on a walk?

who is the most loyal/obedient?

who eats the most?

who is the quietest?

who is the clumsiest?

who is the most hotheaded?

who is the ‘mom pokemon’?

tagged by: @lionfanged tagging: @remembranceless, @offrxd, @starmarkcd, @silvcrsoul, @telekinetiq (just... do one on your clone babies), @championborn, @shidousa, @heartoire, @heartchosen, @giiniro, @gxldenstreak, @mctherbeast, @iiridaceae, @gcruden && AND EVERYONE ELSE. CONSIDER YOURSELF TAGGED.

#ℜ┊this is satan speaking ( OOC )#ℜ┊ long post #ℜ┊ i build my castles in the air ( HEADCANONS )#oh shit this is some good shit meme wise

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wintersvengeance · 6 years ago

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Verses

Verses for both my OC and Yusuke.

My OC’s are first. Yusuke’s are second and will be added later.

My OC’s Verses

If you would like a certain verse to be used or would like me to use my muse’s over 18 AUs, feel free to be direct about it! I totally won’t mind and would actually prefer that!

Persona 5 Verses

Unspecified P5 Verses: tagged as#{P5V}

P5- not a Phantom Thief- #{part of the Phandom}

After quite a bit of trouble, Jessica has finally managed to complete her move to Shibuya. With the help of her late father’s associate, Kaito Tanaka, she has found a small apartment in Japan and is going to be finishing High School at Shujin Academy. While she does speak Japanese rather well, aside from a few words that trip her up, she clearly does seem to stand out in the crowd. Be it her white hair or simply ‘American’ appearance, she doesn’t seem to blend in by anyones’ standards.

Upon arriving at school the first day, it is obvious that word has already spread. It seems that a good portion of the school, faculty included, are aware of the accusations that had been made against her. Even with not being found guilty of causing the fire, people seem to look at her with a mix of disgust and fear. As if fitting in at a school in another country wasn’t difficult enough, the rumors make it almost impossible. Fortunately, she already has a strategy in play…speaking to no one.

The girl keeps quiet, putting up walls to try and ignore the rumors running rampant and the glares that seem to plague her just as much. Being reserved will only get her so far though, as there are at least a few students who understand how she feels…

(This verse can be used for anyone who doesn’t want to do a RP with a non-canon Phantom Thief, so I consider this canon or “canon-ish”.)

P5- Change my muse’s heart/Visit her palace- #{let us break free from your prison}

Upon arriving to Japan and starting her high school days at Shujin Academy, she realizes that all of her peers’ conversations have been monopolized on two major topics: her past and the Phantom Thieves. She hadn’t heard about the Phantom Thieves before, as it was still fairly early in their debut, so the topic was actually a bit of a nice chance. That is, until the two topics collided.

Her name…was mentioned?

A quick search on her phone was enough to bring her to the infamous Phan-Site, where she saw it. That was her name…

Her initial reaction was…who? And why?

But then again, perhaps the real question was…who wouldn’t have?

The incident had been the talk of the school since her first day in Japan…as well as the accusations against her that had somehow made their way around the school. To most everyone at Shujin, she was seen as a monster.

So why wouldn’t they add her to a list full of criminals…

Regardless of the reason, it was sure to get plenty of attention…even from the Phantom Thieves themselves.

(This tag/verse will be used for any RP that involves changing my muses heart or visiting her palace. This is considered non-canon.)

P5- Phantom Thief- #{show them all a true criminal!}

A month or so after Jessica moved to Shibuya, she was woken up by a notification on her phone. The weird app kept popping up, no matter how many times she deleted it. Brushing it off as some sort of intricate virus, she decided to start saving up for a new phone and went on with her life as normal. Or…as normal as she had been anyways.

While walking through the courtyard, she overheard a rather loud conversation from a group of her peers. She had been seeing the group around a lot lately, and something about them just looked…odd. They didn’t look like they belonged together, as they all seemed to have outrageously different personalities from what she could tell. After a moment of listening, she sighed at the realization that they were talking about the Phantom Thieves. It seemed to be the topic of choice by everyone, since they had ‘stolen the heart’ of famous artist Madarame. Surely they were just another group of fans, which wouldn’t be so odd. It wasn’t like they were alone after all.

Just as she was about to ignore it, she overheard a loud blonde mention an app. A quick glance at her phone made her curious, but she never imagined what she would find after that…

(This verse is for adding my muse to the Phantom Thieves, so it is also non-canon.)

P5- Muse is 18/Non-High School Based Verse- #{steal back your future}{18+}

After being forced to finish high school in the US due to legalities, Jessica finally moved to Shibuya 2 years after the incident that took the lives of her family. While she may be a legal adult now, being newly 18 at the time of the move, the time alone with her thoughts hasn’t helped her to heal her. If anything, it has only made her resent herself and the world more. Jessica starts out working at the flower shop full time, still finding some joy in being surrounded by the flowers. She is living alone, spending most of her free time finding ways to avoid having any free time. After becoming tired of the fruit tea at the diner, she decides to go to a cafe she had been hearing about called LeBlanc. It is there that she meets Sojiro and eventually the Phantom Thieves, though she may not realize it yet.

(This verse is for any RP where my muse is 18. Examples would be for a college AU or just any AU where an adult muse would be appropriate, such as for romance purposes.)

Persona 3 Verses

Unspecified P3 Verse: tagged as#{P3V}

P3- without a Persona- #{no one can escape time}

After the loss of her family and the destruction of her reputation, Jessica made the choice to finally return to the place she had loved as a child…Japan. It was a bit sudden, but thanks to her late father’s friendship with Mitsuru’s family she was able to find a cheap, small apartment in Iwatodai and successfully get into Gekkoukan High School. She would be starting a little later than the first week back at school, but she hoped that it wouldn’t draw too much attention to her. She was just trying to live a quiet life and get through high school completely problem-free.

She realized on her first day of school that she wasn’t the only new student, but the more shocking realization was that this place seemed a bit…off. There were quite a few people at the train stations that just…didn’t seem well. Everyone seemed to be talking about Apathy Syndrome that was going around, which she could only assume was the cause of such strange symptoms. Despite everyone discussing it almost constantly, no one seemed to have any answers to why or how it was happening. Was it a disease? Was it contagious? It seemed like no one knew.

Well, almost no one…

(This verse is for a P3 RP that doesn’t involve my muse having a Persona/using an evoker/etc. I consider this one the most canon or “canon-ish”.)

P3- NOT part of SEES, but IS awake during the Dark Hour- #{you can’t plug your ears and cover your eyes}

Not long after moving to Iwatodai, Jessica experienced a true living nightmare. What was supposed to be a peaceful transition ended up being quite terrifying, as she quickly realized that something wasn’t quite right about her new home. Staying up late due to the jet lag, she goes out for a walk late at night only to be caught out in the Dark Hour. Alone in the dark and surrounded by coffins, she is confused and afraid. While she doesn’t have a persona herself, she has somehow found herself avoiding being in a coffin of her own. One would think at first that this was a good thing, however a wrong turn would prove rather differently.

Her walk turned into a job, which then turned into a full sprint. She was desperately running from the thing that had attacked her, leaving a rather painful scratch on her right arm. Having no idea what had just attacked her, where she was, or how to get home, she finds herself leaning up against a wall. Her lungs are burning and, despite having not had much sleep in the last few days, she felt abnormally exhausted. Not only that, but the fact that her arm is bleeding doesn’t help the situation any. Not sure of how she is going to make it home, she hopes that the thing that was chasing her has at least lost her trail…

Fortunately for her, it seems that someone else will find her first.

(This verse is for P3 RP where Jessica doesn’t actively use a Persona, but still has some connection to Tartarus/the Dark Hour. It could be as simple as she isn’t physically strong enough to fight or there could be a more elaborate plot that we can discuss in plotting!)

P3- with Persona- #{fight against the darkness}

When she had requested assistance in moving out of the US, she hadn’t expected her company’s new CEO to get in contact with the Kirijo Corporation in Japan. She had only met the Kirijo family once and, having been rather young at the time, she honestly wouldn’t have expected anyone to remember her. However, it seemed that she had stood out to one person she had crossed paths with during her brief stay in Japan… Shuji Ikutsuki. He had taken a particular interest in her, seeing some ‘potential’ that no one else in her family seemed to see or appreciate. Admittedly Ikutsuki felt a bit sorry for the girl, so hearing that Jessica was in need of assistance was the perfect opportunity to see just how much potential she had.

While sitting on the train towards Iwatodai, she practiced what she would say when she arrived at the dorm. It was going to be a strange time of day for her to get in, as her dorm-mates would probably just be getting out of school when the train arrived at the station, but just in case anyone was there she felt she should be ready to at least try and be social… She was scheduled to start at Gekkoukan High School the next day and even though she had tried to insist that she could find other housing, the director had insisted she stay in this specific dorm. While it seemed rather odd, she had this strange desire to trust him… Perhaps it was because he was the only person who had ever seen any good in her.

Little did she know the real reason why Ikutsuki had brought her there…

(This verse is for P3 RP where my muse moves into the dorm and joins SEES, hence having a Persona and all of that fun stuff. This is considered non-canon.)

P3- Muse is 18/Non-High School Based Verse- #{painfully burning one’s life away}{18+}

After finishing high school in the US, Jessica decides that it is time for a change. No longer having any stake in her family’s company, she moved to Iwatodai about 2 years after losing her family. She had heard that the area had been improving since she had last visited as a child, and decided that it would be a good place to make a fresh start since she was now officially 18 and considered an adult. Unfortunately for her, the area had some issues she hadn’t been aware of…such as the Apathy Syndrome. At first it was just a rumor, but when she started seeing people with the Syndrome littering the streets it became something she was interested in. It is while looking into the incidents that she happens upon SEES and learns the unsettling truth of the incidents. Once she learns the truth, she decides that she will do anything she can to help the group.

Non-Persona Verses

Generic Verse (can be either under or over 18, just specify when we start the RP if you want me to use my muse as an adult)- #{default}

All she had wanted was to be liked… To be accepted… She never asked to be the daughter of a company owner. She never asked for any of this to happen. But it had…and still was…

They were all gone. Her parents, her sister, her home…everything she had ever known was gone. She was completely alone, but perhaps that was for the best. This was her fault after all. She was a bad daughter. It wasn’t like her parents had kept that a secret from her. Nothing she had ever done was right. She hadn’t even been born properly, as her hair was naturally a ghostly white that her mother resented. It was odd. Freakish. Unfit for any daughter of hers.

She spent months alone, hiding from any memories of her life. Her parents, her sister, everything. She left school, left the country in a desperate attempt to escape the endless pit of pain and misery that seemed to consume her every living moment. She didn’t really expect anything to change for her, even as she stepped foot into her new apartment. As she started her first day at a new school and began her part-time job. So then why had meeting someone here made her feel so…so different?

Yusuke’s Verses

To be added later.

#verses

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