“just a bit…i think i like myself.” @abelovedfuture-blog - Tumblr Blog

//alrighty, might as well make a post here too.

please like/reblog this post if you’d like a starter from nanashi! if you want anything specific (a short starter, to plot something, etc.) then feel free to reply to this post or IM me. :9

#*( sloth mama speaking. )#*( advertising. )#miwa;rp ad #video game rp #anime rp

( kirai. )

[ you sound annoying already. i should cut you off right now. ] His hand hovered above the exit button, ready to get rid of this nuisance… but he did have to admit, he was curious as to who could worm their way into his Mutter roster so easily. [ ugh. fine. youre not that jerk, are you?] The other’s message sounded too polite for it to be his brother. That, and the snob would’ve already started bragging about cracking his security.

❝ ⁷⁷⁴ ▬ < S..rry, N>pe! D% I a^ctu?lly se.!em th(at bad to y*u? > He had nothing against Izuchi, but anyone who knew anything about the siblings were aware of how much they get on each other’s nerves. Yikes, it wasn’t like he was trying to come off negatively to him! <I gu/ess it must be b.ecause I’m not ty/pin[g like I us+d to that I d=n’t seem recognizable? Oh, b-y the way, am I showin=g up anymore clea;rer to you no.w?> Let’s see... he adjusted some of the numbers in the code but he really can’t tell from his perspective if it’s turning out okay. Nanashi reached over to his pencil cup sitting on his desk, fishing out a red marker from the rest. He was in the middle of an experiment after all - he should be writing all this data down.

#*( cxsus; kirai. )#miwa;ic #//LDSKF PAPS U..... IT'S OK......#//i didn't rly make it too clear so ldfkjg; i blame it on the fact that i rarely do text message threads #//LKDFLK you can just feel his disgust in his texts rip

abelovedfuture-blog

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❝ Tes+ing… t_st:ing… is th;s show/ng up alr_ght t* ev%ryone here?

I can’t b= cert%in s_nce it looks f:ne to me wh.le I’m typ&ng this.

hllhound

“Uh, no? Did you let your cat type for you or something? Your connection is utter crap.” He paused, scrunching his nose up at the cryptic message that suddenly appeared on his interface. “Wait, who the hell are you, anyways?”

abelovedfuture-blog

❝ ⁷⁷⁴ ▬ A laugh escaped his throat. "Don’t w-rry abo#t th+t! I'll t.ll yo% on/e I fix t#is - you're fr=e to g÷ess in the m*antime th:ugh. $orry 'b&ut the m=ss!” He'd rather not take the risk until he knew for certain that things would be safe, but until then, he was searching through the coding on another few screens right next to the mutter app opened.

#*( cxsus; kirai. )#*( system; mutter app. )#miwa;ic #//BDJDJF IT SURE IS HOO BOY

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❝ Tes+ing... t_st:ing... is th;s show/ng up alr_ght t* ev%ryone here?

I can't b= cert%in s_nce it looks f:ne to me wh.le I'm typ&ng this.

#miwa;open #*( system; mutter app. )#//after much sleep deprived debating deprivedon twitter im leTTING IT RIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#1bitheart rp

( child. )

That someone would truly express concern at the well-being of someone who was invisible in this society… Perish the thought. There’s no reasonable basis to doubt him, nauseatingly sincere as his shining demeanor is, and that just makes it even worse. It makes Chara—

Uncomfortable.

They haven’t the slightest idea of how to react.

Fidgeting, the child curls slightly away from him and picks at the frayed sleeves of their sweater. They’re searching for a motive to this: an unseen clause that would give reason for his interest.

“I don’t… I don’t have any money.” Their bandaged and inflamed fingers have a hard time finding purchase in the worn fabric; a dreadful nail-biting habit means that they lack anything to help them in that category. It doesn’t seem to bother them, as they keep determinedly picking away. Stubborn child. “So if you’re a salesman, go away. I’m not getting tricked into buying anything you’re selling.”

They think about it– not for too long, lest he speak again– and then add, for maximum effect:

“Your headphones look stupid. Adults who dress up as animals are the absolute worst.”

❝ ⁷⁷⁴ ▬ This child was definitely a tough customer (in the figurative sense, anyways) - “Oh no - I don’t want any money though! Don’t worry about that!” - he’d have to admit. It seemed that the more he tried to coax them and show how he genuinely worried he was, the more determined they were to fortify their defenses and hide in their shell. But if they were too stubborn to open up, Nanashi was also too stubborn to call it quits. His parents always taught him to see things through until the end once you start something. Hopefully, this won’t eventually escalate into an unspoken clash of wills.

But did they really just call him a ...?“Pffbt-!” Honestly though, if this was said to anyone else to their face, they’d range from disheartened to mortified to incredibly offended. The child’s sharp tongue was armed to the teeth with barbed words, and it wasn’t showing any hint of mercy in sight!

Then again, Nanase never really was like anyone else. Instead of reacting with any of the predictable, and very understandable, feedback - a huge grin was plastered on his face as a very poor attempt to stifle back the chuckles that were threatening to spill. His body was hunched over with a hand muffling his mouth and his face scrunched up in an effort to hold it all in.

But no matter how valiantly his attempt at doing so was, in under a minute, his snickering broke free and quickly grew into full blown laugh fest."That's...! Wow, that's a definitely new one!"

#wandcring #*( system; n/a. )#//this is a start of a beautiful relationship i can see it now

//alright, just a heads up but - I'm dropping out of eridaenus! all eridaenus-related threads will also be dropped, (tho i'd be more than happy to continue them any tim if anyone would like to ^q^) but i still intend to be active with this blog, but youre free to unfollow this blog if you'd rather stay closed to the group!

#*( sloth mama speaking. )#eri ad