philosophy of a hated person

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like for a starter! the cap is 2 because I have a draft jam and two apps to write ww! unless you're a castmate then by all means go over

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Koishi had not spent much time in her own makeshift home in district Delta much. She had always been out and about exploring, returning only to briefly rest her aching, numb knees. She had yet met a familiar face, but that was quite fine. It was most definitely ideal, in most cases. A fresh sight was better than a dull one, and rotten apples rot your insides. However, sometimes one cut slice off the bits the don't like, right? Ahem.

The satori's footsteps carve the dirt as she presses hard against it. She'd taken refuge in a small garden shack, but it was enough. As aforementioned, Koishi did not really prefer staying inside. Before her fingers trace the wall for the light switch (that only turned on 1/3 of the small lightbulbs around) She noticed a figure, curled up on her old sofa. It was a nice thing, Koishi's sofa. As her brash stomps softly became tiptoes, she approached the mystery sleeping so soundly. It seemed so fragile, like cracking glass, eyebrows knit together as if they were having a nightmare, small, microscopic wrinkles, definitely stress-induced--

A third eye.

Shock takes over Koishi's small body as she takes a (quiet) step back. It was her sister, that much was obvious. Koishi was glad, but Koishi was upset. Satori's presence was a shackle, and so... as much as she wanted to greet her and tell her everything she'd seen, the older sister... might also be here to take her back home. Koishi's hand shook, not with fear but with indescribable trepidation, as she stuck her hand in her pocket. She places a small, radiant pink rock next to Satori.

And she hides her presence and leaves the premise as undetected as she had entered.

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Hades

Hades: Have your actions ever caused a great number of people to suffer?

"...I don't know what a great number of people is! Do you?" Koishi's lips form a smile, but her eyes do not follow suit. It is clear she would rather not talk about it.

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Another one of those "fill this out" mun things:

• What’s your name?: hind • What are your preferred pronouns?: she/her • How old are you?: 16 (17 in May) • What’s your tracked tag?: 514closed • How many years of rp experience do you have?: Holy shit... easily 7 years! 3 years of tumblr rp. • What’s your preferred thread style?: I like one-liners 'cause I'm reeeeal lazy, but novellas are also super fun because they're challenging for me, being ESL and all. • What timezone are you in and when are you normally active?: I reign over the +3 GMT timezone, usually active around 3-6 AM and 2-8 PM during school time. Long vacations and whatnot? I don't sleep... sleep is for the weak... • What fictional character do you relate to most?: UH? IDK... that's a toughie? Six from Soul Hackers, persnaps... • Do you have any triggers you’d like people to tag?: It's not a trigger but I'd love if explicit sex is tagged (as it should be). • Is there anything you’re uncomfortable writing?: SMUT!!! JESUS I REALLY... I'M REALLY UNCOMF WITH SMUT... • What’s something you’ve been really wanting to RP but haven’t found someone to RP it with?:  Koishi having a mood swing would be nice! It'll take a lot of effort and no one has tried to flick the switch yet. • What are three of the most important things to know about your muse?: 1. She's really unpredictable 2. She can get pretty morbid 3. She's surprisingly sneaky! • What are three of the most important things to know about you?: 1. i love noin september 2. i speak arabic and english 3. i love to die

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i forgot to open koish's askbox, but it's open now! ww i really should check next time...

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30 Greek Mythology Headcanons

Achilles: What is your greatest flaw? Alexandros: Have there ever been repercussions to your actions you regret? Antigone: What’s the bravest thing you’ve ever done? Aphrodite: Have you ever fallen in love with someone you’d never have expected to feel for? Apollo: What’s the worst illness you’ve suffered from? Ares: What angers you the most? Artemis: Is there anything or anyone you would protect fiercely? Astyanax: What is the most tragic thing to have happened to you or involving you? Athene: When was your strongest and bravest moment? Clytemnestra: Have you ever done anything unforgivable out of lust? Demeter: What would you most grieve for if it was taken from you? Dionysus: What was your most unruly moment? Hades: Have your actions ever caused a great number of people to suffer? Helen: Do you have any spur-of-the-moment actions you regret? Hephaestus: Are you particularly skilled at any crafts? If so, which? Hera: What are your views on marriage, and how - if at all - would you like to be wed? Hermes: Where would you most like to go, or where is your favourite place to be? Hestia: Where do you feel most at home? Jason: Have you ever betrayed anyone who loved you for personal gain? Medea: What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done out of spite? Medusa: Have you ever been punished with anything you feel you didn’t deserve? Midas: Has anything you’ve ever wished for really backfired? Nike: What was your greatest victory? Oedipus: With hindsight, what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done? Pandora: What is the worst gift you’ve ever received? Persephone: What is your favourite season? Phaedra: Have you ever lusted after someone you shouldn’t have? Poseidon: Have you ever been so consumed in a task that you lost the reasoning behind it? Thetis: What’s the most you’ve ever done for your loved ones? Zeus: What thing are you most hypocritical of?

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Saitama was the type to humor kids, no matter how bratty they would get, he didn’t want to disappoint the little tykes and did whatever he can to keep them from crying. It’s a gift really; he likes kids and kids like him back. It’s probably due to him looking like someone straight out of a comic book, but he’s not the type to complain.

"I don’t know if rubbing my head would give you any luck, but sure."

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The Buddha man was as humble as she thought he would be. As a buddhist herself she knows that all of her kin must be humble and kind, and this man was no different. But obviously, he is no buddhist. Whatever. Koishi's hand hovers over the man's bald egg-like head, lightly slapping it, as if giving it a stamp of approval. How shiny it was!

"Who are you? Why is your head like this? Did you fall down on your head as a child?" Her questions fire away like a brigade of torpedos. Yes, who was this mysterious Buddha man who donned a cape? The satori's head bobs as she asks.

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freudian sciences | intro

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            ▬「 1 ⊹ 2 » It was a relief to finally acquire a few chocolate bars. Pressing it between his teeth, he chomped it off in a rather dramatic way. The sweet taste flowed through his tongue and into his body as he relished the sensation the delicious treat brought him. Nothing in the world could ever compare to this feeling. The method he used to get his hands on the chocolate bars seated in his coat’s pocket would be considered immoral and incorrect by many, but it wasn’t as if he cared about the opinions of other people. It might be illegal to steal, but he didn’t give a damn. He was going to do whatever it took to survive in a damn city like this.

           The sight of a child staring at him didn’t go unnoticed, but he immediately dissed her gaze. It wasn’t uncommon for children to look at him curiously because of the scar resting on the left side of his face. Some were filled with curiosity and some were terrified of his fearful appearance; but this was the firs time a child had the gall to approach him. Mello was slightly taken aback when she pointed at his clothes and not the mark on his face. Was there really anything special about his outfit? Perhaps it was the leather fabric that enticed her. "Leather. You’re asking about the type of fabric right brat?"

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Koishi stared into the hollow eyes of the man before her. Eyes of hatred, of jealousy, of... just kidding! Koishi didn't see anything, just some big mean guy who wore lots of leather. He smelled distinctly of milk chocolate, a smell she knew ever so well back at home in the mansion. But for whatever reason, this smell was much less... refined. It was not the delicious chocolate that Satori had made with care, nor was it the earthy scent she smelled in the streets of the everbustling Human Village.

She quickly loses interest in his clothing and raises herself with the tips of her toes. She glares for a brief moment, as if she meant to do harm to the blond man. Suddenly, her hand quickly swipes a chocolate bar from his pockets. Koishi unwraps the sweet aggresively, as if it were some sort of race. Her teeth set against the bar until it falls onto her tongue.

Ah, so sickingly sweet. This won't do.

"Are you planning on getting many blood clots?" the youkai rings out, slightly peeved by how rude he had been to her a minute earlier.

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freudian sciences | intro

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A couple of weeks in this city of captives has introduced him to a frankly unfathomable variety of characters, whether he has simply seen them in passing or actually engaged them in some conversation or small talk, as seems will be the case here.

The curiosity of children is far from anything remarkable, but the curiosity of children who are themselves rather curious… Well, that’s something else entirely, he’d be inclined to say: and certainly, there’s a fair bit to be said about this one, even at a glance. There’s the frankly worrying green of her hair, against which the foreignness of her fashion pales in comparison — and that isn’t to mention the orb seemingly attached to her person as if in some static orbit.

And yet, even in face of her many other oddities noticed already, he still finds it curious that she herself finds curiosity in something as mundane as a tailcoat. 

It is perhaps for this very reason, then, and not for the creature’s third eye nor for that strange air of indiscernibility about her, that his brow furrows as he looks down at her. A moment of numb silence passes before, slowly, he holds his arms out as if to grant her a better look at this clothing which fascinates her so. There’s a faint confusion implicit in his movements now, as though he is yet unable to understand quite why she bothers asking so obvious a question — but let it not be said that he’ll deny a child so simple a pleasure as sating their curiosity.

❝ …It is a coat, mein Fräulein. You must surely have them…wherever it is whence you hail. ❞ He pauses, perhaps waiting for any immediate reaction, although he shortly opens his mouth to speak drily again anyway, ❝ —Would you like me to turn around so that you might also view the back? ❞

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This stranger seemed to be a tall, raven-haired gentleman. His mannerisms definitely meant this. Even though he truly did seem as such, his eyes seemed to dart everywhere in some sort of frenzy, like a crow's traffic jam, from third eye to face to clothing and so on. While Koishi did not pride herself in being an able psychologist, those stares, while meaning kindness, were not very welcome.

Humans are so strange.

The satori thought he was strange, too! What a weird man, growing his hair long enough to sling it into a ponytail. Did he want to be a horse? Was that his childhood dream? Koishi adored dreams. She dreamt of many things, some spectacularly boring, some gutbustingly hilarious, some scary, locked deep in her heart. Was that not a nightmare? She wonders now, perhaps the horse man is being forced to grow a tail from the back of his head? How curious~

Another thing that struck Koishi as odd were his foreign, made up words. Fraulein? It sounded like a nice, happy word, something she would not mind being called. What should she call this horse-headed gentleman? It would be polite to return the favor.

"Of course, Meen Mister Frawleen." Koishi even performs a small curtsy, as it seemed to be the right thing to do.

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"This place reminds me a lot of Z-City…"

They should really think of cleaning this place up.

Saitama hummed to himself as he wandered around the ruined library in Sector 5. He’s aimlessly trying to see if he could set off something, like maybe accidentally breaking a bookcase that hid a wall containing a Demon-level monster that he could fight, or at least pass the time with. 

"Oh hey, what’s a kid doing at some place like this?"

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The library is well known to be a quiet place. Back home, when ever that horrible sensory overload struck, Koishi would cower under the old, smelly, stinky books until the stench and humidity calmed her nerves. Of course, these days were no more. What the satori complains of now was a simple headache of the physical brain, nothing more, nothing less.

Her small stroll became much better when she spotted the Buddha dressed in a strange cape. She ignores his question as it flies right over her head. She tilts towards the Buddha man who she knew was not the Buddha excitedly, gripping her dormant third eye in awe.

"Can I rub your head for good luck?" Oh, the sweet scent of lemonade.

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freudian sciences | intro

Koishi Koimeji runs. She runs, rather quickly, but avoids cracks, for cracks break the backs of mothers, therefore, they're bad... She wouldn't want someone to come after her for such a stupid reason! She never had a mom, anyways. That's a moot point. The youkai ponders this for a minute as two feet pound against the ground excitedly. There is no reason for her to be so excited, nor is there reason to run. But Koishi ran. As chickens cannot fly, Koishi must run for the sake of that one unfortunate poultry that cannot spread its wings.

Another thing that crosses her conscious: what is Hive City, anyways? She underestimated them, having already used up all her time alotted for doing her thick aired magic trick, ta-da! Fifteen minutes! You're done! So they weren't lying, were they? Now visible for all the world to see... How embarrassing! Not that the satori minded or anything... it was all a farce, an adventure, a curse, a blessing, whatever word she can come up with, it was just that. She had as much as an opinion as she did not.

From the corner of her eye, she spots someone and slows her pace. She must incquire, quite at once, or else she will miss it. If she misses it, it becomes a bad omen. It must be investigated immediantly.

"What's this?" asked Koishi curiously as she points at the stranger's clothing. It was no rude remark, as she had never seen anything like it. Her voices glows with innocent admiration, too. Koishi has heard all but seen none. Books with pictures are nothing to an explorer...

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koishi here! app in is linked on blog, or just use /app

Welcome to the hive, Koishi!

You will be housed in district delta.

You will retain the ability to appear invisible to others, though it will only be active for fifteen minutes per day.

Enjoy your stay!

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