your own personal winter

indie dangan ronpa oc. adored by reptile.

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elxfry:

                sakura was taken aback by                 the other’s statement. yes her                 clothes were nice, as tomoyo                 had personally made them for                 her, but she had no idea about                 style, which made her shake her                 head                   ❝no no! my friend designed this                   i don’t know the first thing about                   fashion..❞                 the green-hued girl blushed a                 little.

     ❝ is that so? well, kudos to your friend then! i’m not         really caught up in what styles are trending myself.         i just like to be comfortable and look at least half way         decent, you know?

        i sew together some of my clothes! not much, though.         i can make a bunch of stuff, but i’m still working on clothes. ❞

her compliment would hold anyway. eveona was certain she couldn’t wear it as good.

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mxgicalmirxi:

“Ah, like dolls? Dolls are nice, I like the soft ones!”

     ❝ yes! i mainly make plush ones. i keep a bunch of them in my         room with me. though, the people who work around my house         tease me about still sleeping with them.

        but they are so cuddly! ❞

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faithformed:

“ oh my! do we have a different understanding of the word ‘fine’… I bet you’d listen to me if you knew who I was. ” [ masami’s right eye twitched for a split of a second. not being recognized always stung, but how could she blame the other girl? she sure didn’t look like one whose interests included keeping up with high fashion anyway. ]

“ the name’s Yoshida Masami & i am the Ultimate Hairstylist ★ ! nice to meetcha, hun. ”

nope. she definitely didn’t know her. surprisingly enough, eveona barely invested much of anything into her looks. no make up, no hair spray. just how she was naturally. she commended people who took it as their job to make others look nice, but she found herself fine as is.

     ❝ ... i guess ...         nice to meet you too. i am eveona chime. the ultimate         craftswoman ... do you always go about critiquing peoples         hair? ❞

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gamerandmedium:

“Play another game?”  Asuka offered, still happy from her victory. “You can pick now. Or Haruhi could.”

     ❝ perhaps haruhi should! after all, i truly don’t mind what         we play. i am content with whatever. ❞

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fragilefortitude:

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Sayaka recognised the young girl, she was certain she’d seen her around the school. But she wasn’t sure which class she was in. “Can I help you?” She asked her wondering if there was something wrong. Hope’s Peak was a rather big school after all perhaps she needed some help. Sayaka had wanted to talk to some of the other students from the other classes.

The girl was usually around either students that had been her fan before she came here or her other classmates occasionally Ibuki as well since they’re talents were both involved with music they had a bit in common even though their styles were pretty different.

even though she had spoken to many other ultimate students, she couldn’t help but to be a bit nervous around the more famous ones. an idol ... she always wondered what it would be like to be that much in the spotlight. she nibbled the inside of her cheek before she actually spoke.

     ❝ i was wondering if you had seen a red notebook lying about.         it had a bunch of my work related sketches in it. but it seems i         have went and misplaced it somewhere. ❞

it was worth asking every person she came across. while she could always redo the work, she much rather preferred that she didn’t! there was so much already packed into the book. losing it would just be dreadful.

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theoreticallyanrpblog:

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“So the fuck’s your deal then?”

At first Miu didn’t specify what she meant by that, throwing a critical in the other’s direction. A hint of suspicion lingered in her eyes, although there wasn’t a clear reason for that. She regarded most others with such a look anyway, at least initially.

“Ya just hanging around to stare, or are you looking for some pointers from the Gorgious Girl Genius, Miu Iruma? Whatcha need, my brain or my beauty? I might be convinced to impart some of my wisdom onto you if you ask nicely.”

Even if she’d barely glanced in Miu’s direction or actually been looking at her, it didn’t seem to matter. Miu would make such an opening regardless of whether the actual attention paid to her matched the perceived attention or not.

“So go on, ask away. I got a lot of shit going on in this perfect body of mine.”

eveona jolted a bit, almost startled by her words. such vulgarity! ... not that she minded it. though, it did spook her a little bit with it being out of nowhere. was she staring? she didn’t think she was- it might of been a passing glance and nothing more. 

she rubbed her shoulder as she tried to place this girls talent. while she didn’t talk to many of the other ultimates, she knew about them. was it odd to collect data on your classmates, even when you don’t 100% plan on talking to them?

     ❝ i--i ... ❞

right! she was the ultimate inventor. perhaps there was something she could ask her. eveona was far from an inventing genius, but she had built some nice machines. maybe she could ask about some new things she’s working on?

     ❝ ... i was just curious on what your latest projects are. ❞

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bishopmonogenie:

Really? He’d missed it? Of course he did. Bishop was no good at reading maps, or at finding things when he was in a rush.

Helping a stranger find the bathroom of all places was too kind, but he really did need the help if she was available.

“You’re not with anyone?”

     ❝ nope ... i bet that seems a bit silly, huh? someone coming         to a place like this was no one else. ❞

she slowly stood up, stretching as she packed her book away. she needed to get up and move a bit anyhow. she felt like she had recovered enough from walking about now.

      ❝ so! do you want my assistance? ❞

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nervousnerdadmin:

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Admin quietly stared at the other. She seemed to want to say something, yet nothing came to mind.

“ I , um … ”

     ❝ yes? ❞

the albino tilted her head. being stared at was a pretty common thing for her, seeing as she did look a good bit odd.

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zetastyles:

“I once heard it like this, that as long as you do good unto others you’d be on par with any of the greats. That one was coined by the original superhero.”

Rex gave Eveona a little pat on the back.

“… Thanks again Eveona. I ain’t the greatest guy in the world but everyday’s another shot at self-improvement. Be better than the person you were yesterday and all that jazz.”

     ❝ that’s a real good way of putting it. spreading kindness and all         that! every little bit makes the world a better place! ❞

the albino chirped, smiling up at him.

     ❝ i know what you mean! i myself have came a long way from how         awful i used to be ... anyone can improve themselves! ❞

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zetastyles:

“Hey, who knows? Maybe your origin story’s right around the corner. I wouldn’t mind having a friend or two in this kooky business… It’s like a kitchen sink out there. World’s a big old mess of… well. Everything! I’m not even sure the sky’s the limit anymore.”

He scratched his head. 

“Theoretical physics and larger than life stuff aside, I just help out every now and then… Ain’t as popular as some folks. And definitely not as brutal as others. But I didn’t get into this for fame or to drink the blood of my enemies.”

     ❝ i am sure there are other passive ways i can help. i don’t know what         and how quite yet, but perhaps i will figure it all out. i know i help people         out with my charity work. that will just have to do. 

        still, at least you DO do stuff! i’m sure the people you help won’t ever         forget your face and the kindnesses you’ve done. i know i will always         be thankful for you walking me home! i’m as blind as a bat at night. ❞

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zetastyles:

“Well, not as running around as there used to be… New ones pop up every now and then. I’ve been at this for a while but I haven’t really gotten my name in lights til recently…”

He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck when she said he had a big friendly aura. While he wasn’t entirely the boy scout he aspired to become as a kid– it wasn’t like he’d turned into a total cynic either. 

“Yup, they don’t call me the ‘scientist strongman’ for nothin’ Eveona!”

     ❝ that’s so neat, rex! ❞ she wasn’t going to go into her usual speech about how she didn’t believe in heroes much. after all, she didn’t want to be rude. but in her eyes, too many bad things happened to her without any sort of justice following unless she took care of it herself.

     ❝ you certainly fit the bill for it. i wish i could do stuff like that.         but alas, i am just too small and fragile for it, really. ❞

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@zetastyles continued.

     ❝ wait! really! you’re a hero?         i didn’t think they existed or anything. well, i hear some people         go and try to be them ... but i never met anyone who does stuff         like that before! heh! that explains the big friendly aura you give         off! ❞

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stxllarxclipsx:

✦✧   “Well, we can at least try to find some way to get out. I’m sure none of us wants to murder anyone. If we work together, we should be able to get free!” Lena was a considerable optimist at times, being playful as well. However, the stress of the situation did cause for her to feel anxious about being stuck in this room. She didn’t like seeing others freaking out and getting angry, not to mention the threat of Monokuma’s words looming over her head. ‘Kill and be set free.’ ✧✦

     ❝ i know ... but in times like these, people do rash things. in time,         something will occur. ❞

she was just being realistic is all. even if it must of hurt to hear. eveona wasn’t worried, oddly enough. she had combat experience. most likely, she could fight off someone. even if some of the people here were much bigger than her.

     ❝ hm ... surely there must be a way, but getting to it would prove to         be near impossible. this place seems tighter locked down than a         prison, though. ❞

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thesixthnonsense:

He flicks the angelic card deck away leaving the dark moon and the seamstress. ” I can do a double reading if you’re not sure which one you truly wish. Perhaps the two paths of the future will give you a gentle push onto one. Of course, I’ll have to charge for two readings, but that’s okay isn’t it?”

“ It’s fine to not have any friends! Look at me!” He points a finger at himself, the serious look on his face and tone of his voice fades away into something more carefree and relaxed. “ I have absolutely zero friends and I’m doing great! I have a steady stream of clients so I know I’ll never be poor, I have the spirits on my side with all these crystals!” He reaches into the Smokey fog and pulls out a large hunk of obsidian.

“ And to top it all off I haven’t been attacked by the mafia, lawyers, or the nonsensical occult!” Hiro seemed exceptionally proud about the last little list. But it does make one, at least one who doesn’t know him too well ( aka everyone), wonder why such a diverse list.

     ❝ yes, that’s more than fine. as long as i get some sort of answers ... ❞

she’s quiet for a moment, but listens as he speaks. while it could be okay to be lonely, she didn’t particularly enjoy it all the time. she shrugged, rubbing the back of her neck.

     ❝ i know it’s fine, but i’m not a fan of it. quiet can be the most ...         unnerving thing from time to time. someone to fill the silence         with would be really nice. 

        heh-- you’re lucky. i have been attacked-- well, not by mafia,         but from a small gang. but that’s all behind me now. i haven’t         participated in gang activity since i was a child. ❞

it would be funny to imagine this small girl, not even five feet tall being a  menacing person at one point.

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MUSE BODY LANGUAGE

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DEFENSIVENESS:

arms crossed on chest   //   crossing legs   //   fist-like gestures   //   pointing index finger  //   karate chops   //   stiffening of shoulders   //   tense posture   //   curling of lip/baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE:

hand-to-face gestures   //   head tilted   //   stroking chin   //   peering over glasses   //   taking glasses off — cleaning   //   putting earpiece of glasses in mouth   //   pipe smoker gestures   //   putting hand to bridge of nose   //   pursed lips   //   knitted brows

SUSPICION:

arms crossed   //   sideways glance   //   touching or rubbing nose   //   rubbing eyes  //  hands resting on weapon   //   brows raising  //   lips pressing into a thin line   //   strict, unwavering eye contact   //   wrinkling of nose

OPENNESS & COOPERATION:

open hands   //   upper body in sprinters position  //   sitting on edge of chair  //   hand-to-face gestures   //   unbuttoned coat   //   tilted head   //   slacked shoulders, droopy posture   //   feet pointed outward   //   palms flat and facing outward

CONFIDENCE:

hands behind back   //   hands on lapels of coat   //   steepled hands   //   baring teeth in a grin  //   rolling shoulders   //   tipping head back but maintaining eye contact   //   chest puffed up/shoulders back   //   arms folded just above navel

INSECURITY & ANXIETY:

chewing pen or pencil   //   rubbing thumb over opposite thumb   //   biting fingernails   // hands in pockets   //   elbow bent/closed gestures   //   clearing throat   //   “whew” sound   //   picking or pinching flesh   //   fidgeting in chair   //   hand covering mouth whilst speaking   //  poor eye contact  //   tugging at pants whilst seated   //   jingling money in pockets   //   tugging at ear   //   perspiring hands   //   playing with hair   //   swaying   //   playing with pointer/marker   //   smacking lips   //   sighing  //   rocking on balls of feet   //  flexing fingers sporadically

FRUSTRATION:

short breaths //   “tsk” sounds   //   tightly-clenched hands //   fist-like gestures  //  pointing index finger   //   rubbing hand through hair //   rubbing back of neck   //   snarling   // revealing teeth/grimacing   //   sharp-eyed glowers w/ notable tension in brow   //   shoulders back, head up — defensive posturing   //   clenching of jaw/grinding teeth   //  nostrils flaring   //   heavy exhales

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mxgicalmirxi:

“Ah, Chime-san, I’m sure you make wonderful things! Are you an inventor? Or maybe an architect?”

     ❝ aha! i call myself a craftswoman. i make toys, small mechanical         devices, furniture ... a bunch of things! mainly toys. cuz they are         the most fun! ❞