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@monburan &&. said... She's practicing with her newfound Pyro Vision, setting slimes aflame and such, when she feels a pair of eyes watching from afar. Heterochromatic hues scan the surrounding area, flickering across a figure in the distance. Moving to stand instead of kneel, she shoots the figure a glare, eyes alit by the glow of Pyro as a warning to all. Quit staring unless you have a death wish. ( from neo !! )
it's a bit like watching someone crush an ant colony beneath a merciless heel. ( ironic; that's usually his doing. ) the slimes are utterly helpless against the flames, with nary a thought running through their empty little heads beyond a feeble attempt to BOUNCE AWAY in self preservation. a useless effort; the fire consumes them before they have the chance to escape â and while most would find the action abhorrent, ren can't help but admire the CRUELTY. perhaps it's a dark reflection of empathy at work; though he tries to live while keeping predominantly to himself these days, the balladeer certainly wasn't above petty acts of destruction â when it suited him. ( or his mood was foul enough to necessitate sharing the misery. ) there's a sort of catharsis to be found in dismantling this world through one's own POWER. he thinks it might be equivalent to what gods feel when they toy with those too weak to stand against them.
he's been leaning calmly against a tree when she turns her attention on him. the wanderer seems unperturbed by the nasty look she shoots his way â though it's hard to take most THREATS seriously when he knows there's no physical damage he can't simply walk away from. ( given enough time for his healing factor to kick in. ) â talk about a scary expression. â ren still can't help the urge to get a little jab in. â i'm not as much of a PUSHOVER as those slimes you've been terrorizing; this is one fight you don't want to pick. â  he waves his hand, his own eyes flickering a brief ( anemo ) blue. a gust of wind sweeps over their surroundings, putting out what fires still sizzle away in the grass.
â if i meant you any harm, â the wanderer continues,  â don't you think i would have made my move while you were DISTRACTED? i'm just appreciating your handiwork. â he's always found it's easier to make statements of fact than implore a complete STRANGER to trust him.  â although ... aren't you getting bored messing around with these small fry? if you really want to test your strength, why don't you try killing something a little more IMPRESSIVE?  â
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@monburan asked:
staaaaaaaaaaare. she's just. staring. (kyoka-chan <3)
Stares right back. "What?..."
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đČ !!!! (march? OwO)
kiss meme || accepting.
42. A clumsy kiss
the sun has just barely began to creep in through frosted windows, ai was used to being up at this time ( if not earlier, even ) ... march, on the other hand, was still sound asleep. gentle smile makes way to the former idols features as she looks at her - brushing aside a strand of loose hair on her face.
how cute...
she nearly giggles aloud, but stops herself so that she doesn't wake the other girl - though it seems that she begins to stir awake on her own...
â good morning, sleepyhead. â
ai speaks in a soft voice to the other girl, twirling a strand of her pink locks within her fingers. she leans in ever closer... eventually placing a small kiss on her lips. it's done in a haphazard manner, her lips slightly off center from the other girls... a clumsy, sleepy morning kiss.
...there were worse ways to be woken up, she imagines.
â it's still early, so don't feel like you have to get up if you don't want to -- â words are uttered just as she breaks the kiss, close enough that march would be able to feel the heat of her breath on her lips.
#ăâ„ă đđđđđđđđ
; see you next time !!#monburan#{ girls......... :pleading: }#ăâ„ă đđđđïżœïżœïżœ đđ ; starward idol (honkai star rail)
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Alleine in DĂŒsseldorf gewesen. đđ„Čđ
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@monburan
She's suddenly embraced from behind by Oz, her most trusted friend. He missed her ever so much...
    A LIGHT PRESSURE ON her back and an extra warmth was weighing down on Lacieâs back. She stood still, a bit hesitant to move because she was not used to the feeling of someone embracing her. She was about to push them away until her crimson eyes looked down, turning her head to the side and a familiar mop of blond came in her point of view. In a blink of an instant, a smile was tugging at the corners of her lips and she embraced her dearest friend back.Â
    âOz!â
    The fullness of the reality hadnât sunken in - he was here, he was alive and hopefully well, her beloved friend, her clever, compassionate and sweet rabbit. Was the world finally kind to her? For the very first time? Was she not walking on a cloud of dreams? It was hardly believable that after everything she had suffered through⊠heâd be here, and not just as a plush rabbit, or as vague memory, but as Oz Vessalius - a name belonging to him once and only.Â
    âI have thought of you. On good and bad days. Wondering how you are doing, how you are feeling and if you were making friends. I didnât dare to hope weâll ever meet. It was enough for me to hope for a good future for you. A future of happiness, filled with people you love and love you back.â
    No matter what, Lacie prayed for Oz to have everything she wasnât granted in life. In the invisible corners danger was lurking everywhere but as long as he had his friends, Lacie was confident to believe heâd defeat every obstacle, big or small, he was the strongest person she knew.
#monburan#{ they are the sweetest <3 }#â â.IN CHARACTERââš thereâs a void in her soul and it leaves her feeling cold â©#â â.VERSEââš Â this disaster binds us absolute ( before tragedy ) Â â©
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â sure you can, ruby !! â
tries to encourage her daughter with her words. she recalls the times where she'd practice - as though she was afraid of falling...
â you've just gotta get over that little hurdle, mama will help you do it. â
she should be able to do at least this much as her mother.
â if you can do that... mama's sure that you'll be dancing like a pro in no time. â
ruby had her parents genes... performing in one way or another is in her blood - that's what ai would like to believe at least.
and ruby instantly feels better once ai addresses her. her mama always makes her feel okay, even as the bump on her head still stings. still, she can't help but feel a slight amount of guilt; after all, her clumsiness had disturbed her mama's practice. she pouts a little. "...'m sorry, mama. i just wanted to dance like you, but i can't... what if i trip over my own two feet during the recital?"
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Hey, Kazui. *holds out a phone with Kazui's cover songs queued up to play*
I like your banner, by the way.
"Ah, what's this now..?"
He recieves the phone with hesitance, though he smiles and recieves it nonetheless. He can only hope it's not as...personal as the last was.
[ you know the drill, under the cut for peoples dashboards :p ]
He sighs internally as he plays the first song, labelled "Cowardly Montblanc". He immediately regrets it when he hears his own voice. They're definitely trying to commit some sort of psychological warfare on him... ah, well. No chickening out now...
The song is melancholic, and he listens to the lyrics despite his hesitance.
"These are all the feelings I have; Iâll only say them in this many words. I loved you, but it was a heavy burden. Is that all there is?"
Oh. Hilarious, it's almost like what he told Hinako. He truly was regretting choosing to listen to the songs, but... For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to stop.
âI wish youâd just hurry up and die!â
"...Ah... I'd never say that, i hope you all know, ahaha" was that what she felt he was telling her? Is that why she...
"While quelling my doubts by thinking, âEven the truth is okay,â I was wishing for it all to be a lie Because I worked out the consequences, And I was still a cowardly mont blanc, after all."
He lets out a sigh as the song ends, though he's quick to put on a calm smile again. "Well, it was a very nice song...I'm not too sure on the lyrics, though..."
...He was very sure that they were targeted, though. Hearing his own voice admit to cowardice, the implications he could catch of a failed confession... It wasn't very pleasant to think about.
So he doesn't think about it! Or, well, he tries not to think about it. He doesn't need to say anything to these people anyway, revealing so much to the warden was embarrassing enough, if he were to be honest. And it was their job to hear these things.
"On to the next one then, right?" He hopes it's not as bad as the last. "Let's see...Neo-Neon..?"
"Going in circles, Neo-Neon I should have told the truth if it was going to be like this but I wanted to keep on shining to show you I can lie for you âIâm sorryâ"
He has to consciously stop himself from reacting to the lyrics. He's jinxed himself, he thinks. He can't help but feel like the lyrics are connected to him, to what happened, though. They sound awfully similar to how his thoughts were before he'd started dreaming again.
they sound awfully similar to how his thoughts were now, too, but he doesn't want to think about that.
"Something that impossible is impossible Love always wins and I always lose, and thatâs fine"
Haha...that's almost comedic, when it comes to what he's been through. Maybe he should've just let "Love" win, if he was going to lose either way.
...He does react when he hears another voice join in. One that sounded awfully similar to Hinako...
"I canât say it even if it kills me"
The line stands out, spoken instead of sung. He had felt that way once...and he wishes he'd stuck to it.
"e.g. You quit your heartbeat e.g. I quit my breathing Something that impossible is impossible Love always wins and I always lose, and thatâs fine"
He can't even bring himself to fake a smile, but he lets out a half hearted laugh anyway. "Well that's...not a very happy song, huh. It was... nice sounding, though, thank you for showing it to me"
Lying is like breathing, just something you have to do to live. He should've learnt that sooner, but he can't do anything about that now.
#//my playlist shuffled into the neo neon cover when i started on the neo neon part LMAO#[ a stranger ]#[ a message for me? ]#[ Love+Fate = Crap ]#//this reminded me how depressing neo neon is in relation to him lmao#//cuz while cowardmb is sad it isnt as specific about the lying thing. auhgsiuhkbauaghh#//wanted to add something about it having romantic implications he wishes he felt to hinkao but i couldnt fit it so its delegated to tags#// also thank you about the banner thing! i drew that :) yowamushi monburan datta~ kara..#//these are basically character studies for me ahaha#//'pologies for lack of dialogue but i think when he gets emotional hed rather shut down than break down#//exception is ofcourse t2vd but he wants es/milgram to judge him. yall aint es (or like. he doesnt know)#[ stand in the spotlight ]
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#twitter repost#yeah#idolm@ster sidem#idolmaster cinderella girls#idolm@ster#im@s#unit concept#campanella montblanc#too tired to think rn but this is smth i came up with months ago so it gets thru the cracks#i could show em....this would be my billion dollar concept...#campanella monburan is a unit that can be so transgender
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Two tests!
Which type of old god are you?
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Sylvian
An Old God originated from the Green Hue. you find yourself affiliated with her. you may find yourself aching for the cruel cycle of love. unsure whether you wear Your heart on your sleeve or everyone elses. let yourself go and you gorge on the thing called love. to suffer is to love and to love is to suffer. its cathartic and religious. you declare yourself too gone to be healed. but for others you will do everything in your power to love them. to please them. to heal them. the veins under your skin pulse with adoration for the earth itself. your love is so big its almost disgusting. it mutates into something grand, disturbed. red faced and raw bitten fingers, does she still sit at the end of the table? be careful of the rabbit hole that will open up beneath your feet.
What's your underlying motif?
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whether itâs your sweet nature, breakaway cover, or your natural displays of intimacy, you have the undercurrent of the orange. a love language in itself, your nature makes others want to take a bite and enjoy the tang that you leave behind with your laughter. you remind others of a summer day, hot air, long nights, always hopeful youâll never go away. in her poem âthe orangeâ by wendy cope she said âi peeled it and shared it with robert and dave, they had quarters and i had a halfâ youâre generous and have much to give. she also said âthis is peace and contentment, itâs newâ well i say, itâs you.
Tagged by: @slayingblades
Tagging: @oshiai, @lielove, @tricoloredillusion, @monburan, @stellar-eyed and anyone who wants!
#tag game#//To love is to suffer and to suffer is to love#that's literally ruby!#she gives so much#all the love for everyone she loves#the motif is also pretty accurate
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Hook's diary! | accepting.
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ââ/ââ/ââ Weather: Freezing Mood: Normal
Hook still remembers when Big Sister Neo protected me from all the villains. She got hurt very badly and I could not help her at all... but now that I'm older, Hook has decided that she will now protect Big Sister Neo back! Today, I'm going to the muchine machine graveyard to find a weapon for myself! If I'm going to be the Boss of the Moles, I have to be strong!
Maybe Hook can find a sword because swords are always cool-looking! Ohhh!!! Or maybe...maybe a giant fist! So I can dig those villains out from the dirt and throw them into outer space! Yeah! That sounds like a great weapon! I'm gonna get one! I'm sure of it!
Then, I'll name it Diggertron!
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Her turn to protect. | @monburan.
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â đžđ©đąđ” đ„đ°đŠđŽ đșđ°đ¶đł đ©đŠđąđłđ” đđ°đ°đŹ đđȘđŹđŠ?
a tangled ball of red strings
who are you without the company of others ?? you arenât sure, but you know that you arenât fond of whoever it is. you are an actor, a pretty face and a pleasant song. many idolize you, or love you, but you can never be sure of how sincere it is. your heart is buried under the letters they leave you, sealed with a kiss. it canât be untangled from the red strings theyâve attached to you. you deserve to find something, someone, true and faithful to hold your heart in place. you donât have to be everything to everyone.
tagged by ; @ninjassin tagging ; @monburan ( march ) @thenextbestidol @solivcgant @idolgifted @nulltune and you if you're reading this !!
#ăâ„ă đđđ ; i'm just a little guy.#dash games tag.#{ oh this is so .... this is so.... augh. i'm in anguish. }
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SLEEP MEME
Type of bed: Rio has whatever bed is available at the HPA dorms - I assume it's decently sized, maybe a Japanese double (a bit bigger than an American full) or a Japanese queen (narrower than an American queen, but not too much smaller). At her parents' house in Sapporo, she has a double. When she was really little, she shared a bedroom with her middle brother, Kazuya. When her oldest brother, Noriaki, moved out, Kazuya took his room, leaving the other room for Rio alone, until she left for HPA.
Number of blankets: Many, many blankets, although she doesn't necessarily use them all. Rio is about maximum coziness, so in addition to her top sheet and comforter, she probably has like, a knitted blanket, and some thin (mostly-useless) one that's official anime goods. Depending on how deeply she's sleeping, she might have wrapped herself up in all of the blankets and sheets in a powerful cocoon.
Number of pillows: At least one big, comfy pillow, and two smaller fuzzy ones for cuddling with, or just sort of as decoration. She has considered getting a dakimakura but is a little embarrassed, even if she probably wouldn't get a lewd one. Maybe someday.
Type of clothing: Given the choice, a loose, comfy sweater or a sleep shirt, plus some pajama pants (probably branded with some kind of character or media property, not unlike what's referenced here. However, Rio is the kind of person to not get enough sleep, or overwork herself, which means she's extremely likely to fall asleep in the middle of the day, or just crawl into bed in her regular clothes and take a nap.
Does it matter where they sleep? Nope. Obviously, she prefers a bed, but if Rio is sleepy enough (and she often is), she can sleep anywhere. She has pretty regularly fallen asleep at her work desk in her lab, or at her desk in her dorm room, next to (or on top of) her laptop.
What do they do if they cannot fall asleep? This isn't a problem for Rio basically ever. Rather than 'can't fall asleep,' it's more often the case that Rio loses track of time, or puts off sleep, and in those cases, it's usually because she's reading manga or light novels, playing her Switch, or at her computer playing Genshin Impact, Critically Acclaimed MMORPG Final Fantasy XIV, or any of the hundreds of game in her Steam backlog.
Frequent dreams / nightmares: Rio doesn't necessarily remember the specifics of the car accident that took the lives of her parents, but it's her most common nightmare, easily. Others are embarrassing herself at a scientific conference or presentation, falling, or all her teeth falling out, a lot of the common nightmares. When it comes to positive dreams, they're usually things like dreaming about dates or otherwise spending time with her partner, climate change and environmental problems being Solved Forever so she can become a hikikomori and never have to work again, or flying with a bunch of birds.
Deep slumber or naps? Rio is truly dead to the world when she is sleeping. If she is sleeping, it is deep, whether that's at a normal hour, or at a random afternoon hour. She does nap a lot, because her poor time management skills and general problem with staying up too late means she loses the opportunity for unbroken nighttime sleep, and has to just catch up where she can.
When do they sleep? Ehhhhhh it's hard to say specifically. Even on good nights, she stays up until 2-3 playing games or reading, and often sleeps until around 11, or even noon if she doesn't have anything super pressing to do. Otherwise, her sleeping is "whenever she's able to do so."
What could wake them up? Almost nothing. This is not an invitation to try, but if she's asleep, she can sleep through almost anything. Violently shaking her will eventually wake her up, as will like, loud, sustained alarms like a fire alarm, but anything short of that? She's staying out, sorry.
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Tagging: @paenseo @monburan @legacychosen @oshiai @ultsoldier
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BLACKBLOODEDBODIES.
a roleplay blog featuring original characters & original lore from a novel the mun is attempting to write. horror & fantasy elements are present.
penned by oli.
NOTE: None of the main characters of the novel will be featured here; instead, I will be portraying other characters from the world of the story that don't necessarily show up in the novel itself. ARCHIVED.
other blogs: @monburan / @nullifalice
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ai follows march's lead, rising to her feet moments after the other does. anxiety gnawing at her, she can feel it in the pit of her stomach.
...was she really going to do this ??
it wasn't too late to run away...
no. no she had to. she had to do this.
â we can talk about it in your room-- or mine, then... â
the walk back to the astral express is a short one, but given the seriousness of the sitaution, it feels like it takes forever to get back there.
â right, so... where do you want me to begin, march ?? â
March nods and rises to her feet, smiling warmly at Ai. "Whatever you need. Let's go. Honestly, this place is a little too crowded for me." She leads her away from the diner, away from the crowds, and back towards the Astral Express. Thankfully, it's not too far from here, and it'll be the ideal place for privacy out of everywhere else.
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@monburan
A hand held over his brow, trying to block out the glare from the summer sun, Aqua walked alongside Kana after a fairly normal and uneventful day of class. The two of them were on a different (or rather, slightly lost) path toward their typical karaoke spot, when Aqua catches a new sign in the corner of his eye. His cerulean gaze stayed fixed, turning his head to slowly realize there was a bookstore here. Fully stopped in place, he turns back to call out to Kana.
"Hey, Kana!"
Aqua motions with arm toward the door he's now standing in front of.
"You want to go in here? Should be a quiet spot without a lot of people. Would be a good bit cheaper than renting a karaoke room again, too."
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