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@undyingflames.bsky.social
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// saaaaame! I have been dying for more muses to join the verse since eons ago, but it was pretty quiet around these paths so I've been hanging elsewhere Tho, welcome, glad to have you aboard!! I'm down to plot or rp anytime you want! ✨️✨️
V'ehxness@ultimateaurafarmer.bsky.social · 7mo agocrona Please. If anything it's the other way around. Had this game rotting in my head for the past year almost.
// YOU SHALL NEVER LEAVE, YOU ARE ONE OF US NOW MUHAHAHAHAHA
V'ehxness@ultimateaurafarmer.bsky.social · 7mo agoCrona Im scared
"We can't hold a killing game like this! How are we supposed to murder each other if we're all immortal?" #HLRP #HundredLineRP
a girl with blue hair and red eyes is holding a knife in her hand
ALT: a girl with blue hair and red eyes is holding a knife in her hand
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"Well yes, but... I can't be the only one not pulling my weight... when everyone else is working so hard..." Shion's grip is unnaturally hot, but its warmth is comforting. It does not burn Eito's hand to crisp, unlike last time. He slowly shake his head. "I... intend to hold my promise."
—𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟.@humanitysreaper.bsky.social · last yr.''Keep me safe...?'' That's so... That's ridiculous. He's capable of keeping himself safe. ''Thank you. But I think you should take care of yourself first and foremost. After all, it has to be hard to get used to this form, right?'' He hesitantly takes his hand. It's strange.
He can't help it but worry. Everything is out to get them. While Shion is lost in thoughts, it leaves a lingering silence. After what felt like an eternity, he slowly extends his arm, trying to reach for Eito's hand. "I… promised I'd stay by your side... didn't I? I... want to keep you safe."
—𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟.@humanitysreaper.bsky.social · last yr.''It might be too soon to know for sure, but yes. You don't have to worry.''
"Woah... You're amazing!" Yep, she got him completely hooked. It'd be rude not to accept her invitation after Vanea has given her all to convince flames boy. As to the how and the when-- bah, better handwave it for now. He clutches the ticket closer to his chest, nodding. "I'd... love that."
— 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚@carnelianrose.bsky.social · last yr.“Whatever you want it to be. I can play any role, any character, in any scene you need. But, when all said is done, the curtain rises, and I take my exit, I am no one else but the esteemed Vanea Carnelia. Charmed, I’m sure! What do you say then, hm? These are really great seats and would be—
"Whisked away... ah!" She's gained his full attention, the boy gawking in awe at the idea of a theatre, eyes sparkling dreamily. The way she describes it, it reminds him of books; how it's an escapism meant to carry you to another world... Except in that case, you also experience it in +
— 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚@carnelianrose.bsky.social · last yr.this to see for yourself. If you happen to see a familiar face, try not to get too alarmed, ‘kay?” She winks.
Something for him? What a lucky day indeed! He's flaring up with happiness, while his eyes do most of the questioning. "The Great Theatre?" The ghost boy carefully reaches his hand to grab the ticket by its opposite corner, mindful to not come into contact with her silky skin. Upon closer +
— 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚@carnelianrose.bsky.social · last yr.Pulling out a ticket from her bra (yes, you read that right), she would extend her hand towards him, her manicured thumb and index finger holding it snug. She smiles brightly, radiant and glorious. “Come n’ enjoy the grand theatre! It’s on me!”
He lights up, beaming with joy. Is she really allowing him to do it? Great! Should he really be doing this with a stranger? Eh, who cares. "Right. I will try." There isn't a sliver of hesitation in his gestures. He puts his curled hands up, pucking his lips to form a cat-like mouth. "Nyaaa~!"
— 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚@carnelianrose.bsky.social · last yr.Smirking, she flips a lock of her hair, hands on her hips as if challenging him. “Only one way to find out!”
"Ah, well... I can't disclose much, but, um... I want to bring good fortune to my friends by proxy." The color red, a lucky color? He tilts his head, intrigued. If that's the case, maybe it's simpler than he first thought. "Is that true? Does it mean I can meow at you to achieve the same result?"
— 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚@carnelianrose.bsky.social · last yr.Bold and direct, a great way to describe her boisterous nature. She pumps her fists in triumph. “Let’s go! I’m sure we can easily fine one. Though I gotta ask, what makes you wanna meow at one so bad? Need extra luck with something? Well, if it’s any comfort, red is lucky color, y’know!” —
// idk why the mental image of an emo shion makes me giggle
The ghost boy is easily impressionable. If she had let her first response linger a bit longer, Shion would have conceded. Though, her second statement rekindles his resolve. "Why can't I fit the crazy role? Do you think I can't pull it off? I think I already cover half of what you described +
𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖚𝖒𝖎🔪@daroomy.bsky.social · last yr.that just a cringe stereotypical movie and other fiction trope." Her response is autopilot, default, defensive, but she frowns and pauses after it. "Um.. I mean, I dunno? Darumi never had friends until now. Not.. proper ones or good ones.. like you and maybe the others.."
So bold and direct. There's a sense of comfort knowing her words are sincere. It takes him a bit off-guard, but only for a brief instant. He quickly follows up with a meek smile. "Ah... I suppose it does make sense. Yes, you're right. Let's go--!, um, lucky cat statue... hunting?"
— 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚@carnelianrose.bsky.social · last yr.I wouldn’t have said something if I didn’t want to, now, would I?! Come now, chin up!
He's right, it doesn't matter, what's done is done. No reason to dwell on what ifs, the outcome will stay the same. "I see. So... You've done it out of your own volition, mhm..." He slumps his head a bit, keeping his curious eyes glued on Eito, relieved. "I'm glad... it paid off for you too."
—𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟.@humanitysreaper.bsky.social · last yr.''Does it matter now?'' Despite his words, he keeps a polite smile. ''This was my choice. I wanted to see where would this go. Besides, there wasn't a lot I could do back there by myself, was there? Everyone already knew my intentions.''
You... really do not mind helping me out if I say yes?
— 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚@carnelianrose.bsky.social · last yr.I… do not! Unfortunate, really. But hm, did you want to find one? To test that theory?
// if i listened to myself, I'd make a dr account of Akane or Gonta (Kokichi would also be an option 🤔) since i see that verse getting active 👀👀 But gnnnnnh if I make too many accs i will just lose motivation to rp altogether ashjddkks
// pspsps dont mind me @daroomy.bsky.social i just felt like doing sketchy doodles of them cuz they're precious and must protecc
He wants to do something nice for Darumi, something to make her feel appreciated! But... he can't do so by himself.
"Ah... but--..." He presses his lips into a thin line, cutting himself off. He disagrees with her answer, but, Darumi knows better than him, who is he to argue? The undying flames boy looks away, pondering in silence, until he speaks again. "... Aren’t friends meant to help carry burdens..?"
𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖚𝖒𝖎🔪@daroomy.bsky.social · last yr.rushes to make sure she doesn't misunderstand, she laughs and a smile replaces her frown. Along with an eye roll. "Hey, no sweat. I didn't think you were and even if so, I wouldn't mind. I'm used to that. ... More than the kindness. You're too good, for real. Thanks.. but I couldn't."
Huh. Meowing in front of a lucky cat statue brings... good fortune...?
"... Why?" His gaze strays to the side, resting his head on his knees. He doesn't understand what motivated him. By helping them, Eito sealed his fate. He's given up his future awaiting in the TRC, all to save his life... Shion will repay his sacrifice by tenfold. "Didn't you have a choice?"
—𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟.@humanitysreaper.bsky.social · last yr.''Yes, I did.'' He doesn't have much else to say. Honestly, he doesn't want Shion thinking he owes him anything. He just helped out of his own volition, that's all there is to it.
Why speak outloud when Shion can rely on the one way he's used to communicate with those who possess hemoanima? "I've heard from Yugamu. You… helped him carry out this plan… right?" He's sitting on the ground, hugging his knees while staring at @humanitysreaper.bsky.social, unwittingly impassive.