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Oh, fantastic. They’re coming closer. Guide sighs, shaking his head out before twisting his neck in pantomiming trying to pop his neck. Once he’s dusted off, he weirdly hastily picks up the sewn doll that also fell from the tree with a foot claw before tossing it up to catch and hold proper. Stupid misplaced anxiety. He finally looks at the stranger, clearly kind of ashamed of himself.

“A-ah, uh… Thanks, I made them myself.” God, that was kinda bad. Laughing stiffly, he runs his claws through the hair on the back of his head. “You would think that I’d be smarter than fucking around like that and making a fool of myself. Ha. I guess that’s what happens when you choose to be something that’s notorious for being damned dumbasses.” A quiet scoff escapes him, and he’s weirdly cradling the poorly made doll now.

                “    Made them yourself, huh? Not bad.    ” This place had at least SOME cool qualities, such as regular ol’ Halloween candy suddenly giving the user the ability to take on the traits of something else. He spent enough time with the Pins getting abilities beyond imagination so he was not inclined to dress up as anything beyond what would give him the knowledge to make the perfect cup of Joe. Hopefully, the knowledge would not leave him after things went back to normal.

He shrugs at their series of self deprecation following their mistakes, it sounded an awful lot like what Neku would have said to someone else a few months prior. Eugh, he really was like that wasn’t he ? “    Hey, this is supposed to be fun right ? If you can fly you gotta try out new shit that’ll get you new places.    ”

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Oh, great, another dork, is what Peridot would normally think about the strange black-haired man in the vest.

Oh, great, another dork! is what Super Peridot thinks about the strange black-haired man in the vest.

She flies down in front of him on her broom, as purple and cosmic as the rest of her outfit, and smiles smugly even by her standards, holding out a hand and causing a star to form in her palm.

“Hey, nerd. Want to see a magic trick?”

                  Nerd -- Did rabbit ears here seriously just call him a nerd ? Arms pull across his chest into a cross putting on his best unimpressed face (something that could be considered just his normal resting expression) and looked them up and down as if in search of something to toss back for daring to call him of all people a nerd.

“    Thought magic tricks were for kids.    ” A zinger, he’s sure.

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        “  how odd,  on an occasion that opens a world of possibilities,  you choose to dress as a barista?  a respectable job,  no doubt,  but it’s just strange to me.  ”

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                “    They say dress for the job you want right ? Besides, this outfit isn’t just a barista’s uniform its sort of... A distraction I guess ? The guy I’m emulating was way more than a barista. He’s a secret musical genius.    ” There’s a glimmer in his eye as he speaks -- hope for the future ahead which had only just grown in him recently.

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Guide’s been having far more fun messing around with costumes and these candies than he should; but being able to be something else and playing a different role, entirely at his will… It was a little freeing. Perhaps it’s more freeing than it should, too. No time to muse on that, he’s having a fantastic time having wings, and whatever these feet-hand-claws he has now are; though he wishes he didn’t have to be shirtless, but trying to figure out how to work out clothing that would be easy to wear while dealing with horns and wings is a lot more work than he wants to bother with. Instead, he’s idly messing around in a tree, trying to see how well he can manage balancing and moving about in this form. Demons do have foot claws, after all, maybe they can hang upside down like bats.

Apparently, not very well, when he abruptly falls from the tree head first onto the sidewalk below. He sort of just crumples, but not in a bone-breaking way; but kind of as if someone dropped a sock full of beans. In fact, the only noise he made was the clunk of horns on pavement, and a soft thump. He looks a bit like a knocked over slinky for a moment, but he quickly composes himself and tries to make it look like he has actual human bones; especially when he notices someone nearby. He gets up slowly, trying to not look at whoever it is in shame.

“A-ah, geez… That’s embarrassing.”

                yeah, that looked like it hurt quite a bit -- maybe not physically exactly but in a sort of pride hurt way. He lets the other get back to their feet, not yet offering his assistance but instead looking away as if he saw absolutely nothing. At the same time, he sort of wishes he had chosen a costume that had actual powers outside of making a mean cup of coffee and having better witty one liners... No, at the moment those were pretty good enough for him.

Giving the other a moment to clean themselves up he approaches, deciding to go about this in a way that would feign as if he did not see them take a dive into the ground, “    Hey, nice wings.    ” That’s the best he can do at first, his conversational skills with strangers still at the awkward level.

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          It’s the first time he rides a car in a long time, and the trip is as boring, as sterile as he expects it to be.

… Aw, who’s he kidding, anyway? The expanse of a new realm is opening up before his very eyes, and it only tracks that his initial experience with it is from the confines of a glass box like this, in front of him but out of his reach. Joshua’s eyes flicker, gaze tracing the twists and turns of this foreign skyline, window just barely fogging up in his anticipation for wherever his destination is.

He doesn’t say anything during the whole ride, of course. His driver is cold, chilly, and offers nothing but a fond new memory of getting strong-armed into the back of this car. When the trip ends, he maintains the favor, dutifully shutting the door behind him before diving right into the crowd.

A few things strike him immediately: walking is easy. Blending in is easy.

What isn’t easy, however, is continuing to pretend he hadn’t just seen a familiar head of orange, bright and vibrant and absolutely jarring against a world that seems so gray to him. He’s not sure whether or not Neku’s spotted him yet, but hey, if that’s the speed they’re going with, Joshua knows how to roll with the punches.

His confidence doesn’t waver as he dances through the crowd, ahem'ing his way through, but all that bravado quickly quiets down as he catches up just behind the other. It takes Joshua another moment then before finally matching pace with the boy, never saying a word to him.

He knows who he’s walking next to though– of course. If Neku’s quick enough, he’ll catch Joshua’s gaze now on him for the briefest moment before his eyes turn back to the crowd ahead. A smug grin finds its way to his lips, and his hands nestle in his pockets: as much of a howdy he’ll grace the other with for now.

                This was a joke right ? A seriously unfunny joke that Joshua was playing on him -- Or perhaps, this was not Joshua, the theory he liked more -- it was not even Joshua at all. Hey, skinny blondes weren’t a rare thing in the city it could just be a completely different one with a very specific shade of purple eyes and a grin that infuriating. Okay, so it was definitely Joshua.

This only left him more frustrated after the radio silence he received in his world since Shibuya had been saved and he and his friends were returned to their state before their untimely deaths. It felt wrong, too wrong, that their last conversation ended down the barrel of a gun which Neku refused to shoot but Joshua had no reservations about clicking that trigger for a second time. Now -- in a random city Neku did not recognize and was not adjusting to -- he just waltzes on by like its NOTHING.

He’s tempted to just walk away, to pretend like he never saw him, and try to forget everything that happened. As if that was going to happen. Turning on his heel he shouts toward Joshua over the crowd and not caring who turns around, “    Hey! Did YOU do this? I know you can hear me JOSHUA.    ” If he didn’t respond Neku was going to just keep walking the other way.

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🎵 !

For a song that relates to my character

Smoke Damage by Hi I’m a case

Too far away to see but I'm always moving toward it It's getting hard to breathe I don't know why The air looks clear to me but the atmosphere is sordid I'm not about to complain That's too much time and energy Too long a walk to try to turn back And I'm not the same It's plain enough to see But some of us are living in the past Oh, but looking at the present's fucking sad

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                 For the Masquerade event Neku will be dressing up as Mr. H ! When he dresses up as him and tries the candy he will be able to brew a mean cuppa coffee !

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Send “🎵“ and I’ll reply with a song that’s related to my muse and I’ll explain why

I might analyze the lyrics telling you why it’s so fitting for my character or maybe just tell what aspects of the song make me think of my muse

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                      would anyone like this sassy lost teenager as a son?

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                He could not help but stare -- the dog reminded him SO MUCH of that tricky fox he had run across during the Reaper’s Game he needed to look around again to ensure the unfamiliar city was not some strange version of Shibuya being affected by the game itself. Approaching cautiously he squinted at the animal asking carefully, “    Uh, good doggy?    ” 

If this was Noise would his other pins start to work again? Five uses of Rakuyo would not defend him from something this strong looking... Only one way to find out. @sunwoofs​

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               Opening the door to his apartment he was absolutely ready to get out of there already. This place wanted him to share a space with ABSOLUTE strangers already? No way, no way was he getting use to that yet. He would find places to sleep in privacy in the city if he had to. As he hurries out of the door he almost walks completely into someone passing by at the time sending him stumbling back as not to completely knock them over.

From the perspective they had come out of the nearest apartment -- “    Oh uh -- Sorry... Neighbor?    ” He thinks so anyway. @smartdwarf​

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                Ugh -- he spent so much time memorizing every inch of a singular city that being asked to become completely use to a new setting was sending him for a loop. He naturally wanted to walk certain directions but of course that would just lead him toward a wall not one of the many alleyways of Shibuya which he called home. Seeing another red head looking lost in the world like himself made him feel a tad better, “    Guessing you’re just as new to this funhouse as I am, huh?    ” @roseheartes​

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Applying for Neku Sakuraba from The World Ends With You. Application can be found under /app

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 313!

You will be able to use your Rakuyo pin up to five times a day.

You will be given a set of some kitty eared headphones.

Enjoy your stay!

– mod maia