B E A T S

"There’s nothing we can do about it. All we can do is run and hide from the grief." ;; Independent roleplay account for Aoba Seragaki from DRAMAtical Murder.

[sugarby-21]

背骨

[re-dmmd]

Art by とみ

[elchalupacobra]

One of the many things that give me life is knowing that Mink tweeted at Aoba just to scold him

[rivercinders]

So a few weeks ago I managed to writhe my way through DRAMAtical Murder! AKA Freudian Psychology: The Gay Dating Sim.  I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was actually like 80% plot (and like 5% gore, 5% porn, and 10%gorn but meh).   And hey it was certainly the first game I’ve played where the main character becomes sexually involved with a personification of his superego who spent most of its existence as a robot pomeranian and who later inhabits the body of the main’s character’s long lost twin brother, so uh… kudos for originality?  Anyway the point of this ramble is that I bought some micron pens and wanted to mess with them so here have Aobas?  Sly Blues?  Slyobas??

(Also theoretically it’s transparent but idk man these uploading to tumblr shenanigans are beyond me so if it’s not then OH WELL)

[sangodono]

Happy Birthday Aoba Seragaki! (4.22)

[destiniesforevertwined-deactiva]

        The experiment was always roaming around the city. He was quite new to the area so he thought he would be able to memorize the place by adventuring. His two legs placed him in a shop. It was quite hot out to begin with and the cool air brushed his skin. The ear buds stayed in his ears as he hummed softly. There was no music, but simply just a recording.

         Isaac’s ocean hues locked onto the male running the shop. He thought for a moment before giving a light smile. One of his fingers removed half of the set of buds from his ear, leaving on behind while one dangled.

                “If you have any ear buds, I would like them.” He mused to himself. Would a junk shop even have them? Maybe?

[aobaan]

       Blink blink. Aoba stared at the male for a moment before tilting his head slightly towards the left, pressing his right index finger onto his bottom lip. He couldn't remember if there were any ear buds lying around, but there was a high chance there would be some near the electric section.

        "Ear buds, ear buds, ear buds. . ." He repeated quietly, pursing his lips outwards. "If there are any, they would be over at the rack over there." He said, lifting one of his slender hands and pointing a finger at a dusty rack that was set up besides a giant plush duck.

[txnuki-archive-blog]

          The youth tended to take the quicker way home, bypassing downtown, however this time around she decided it best to kill two birds with one stone. If she stopped by the supermarket then she wouldn’t have to the next day, giving her more time to labor through schoolwork. Plus, the heat was sickening and it wouldn’t have hurt to grab something to drink. It was that thought in mind, she ventured on a detour.

          Once that was over and done with, Fujioka began her way home, bottle of crisp lemonade in hand. It was then she caught sight of a smaller shop she’d yet to investigate, known as Heibon’s Junk Shop. A few of her acquaintances had recommended it, but she hadn’t found the time to actually drop in herself. Until then, of course. She’d already diverted from her original path, so where was the harm in one more stop?

          Upon entry, she was greeted by a young, blue-haired male, obviously suffering from sweltering heat, but friendly nonetheless. Smiling fondly, 

               ❝ Hello.~ I’m just looking around. ❞

[aobaan]

        A small smile twitched at the corners of his mouth as he cocked his head to the side. "Alright. If you need any help, please feel free to tell me!"

        He propped his head upwards and nodded his head towards the female, glancing back down at his magazine. His yellow hues scanned the words for a moment before he parted his lips to speak to the girl.

        "Ah, be careful -- some of the things may be stuck together due to the heat. And some metal products might be a bit hot." He said, flipping the page and staring down at a colourful ad.

[aobaan]

"Hey!" Boris smiled at him.

    Cocking his head towards the side, the bluenet stared over at the male before offering a thin smile. “Oh, hi there.”

[bluedestruction-blog]

誕生日おめでとう！ | 4uぐ

[aobaan]

{ destiniesforevertwined

        A bored expression overcame the bluet's face as he mindless probbed a stuffed animal with his finger. The air conditioning had finally turned back on, and he was forced to wait for costumers inside of the junk shop. No one wanted to seem to come into the junk shop today, or even call the shop, so Aoba was left with nothing to do. He rested his chin atop of the palm of his hand and stared mindlessly at the front door,  before beginning to day dream.

      About five minutes later, he was snapped out of his daydream by the sound of the front bell ringing. He lifted his head over to look at the costumer and blinked several times.

      "  --- Oh, uh. . . Welcome to Heibon's junk shop! Feel free to look around and notify me when you need help."

[aobaan]

{ aloserwithheart

         Instead of paying attention to the few costumers inside of the junk shop, Aoba was busy messing with his coil. It had been bugging lately and he wanted to see if he could fix it. When the sound of the front door's bell went off, the bluet lifted his head to see a blonde girl walking into the store. He lifted his hand up into the air and gave a small wave to her.

         "Welcome to Heibon's junk shop! If you need any help with anything, feel free to ask me."

[aobaan]

{ fluffycoloredkuma

         Propped against the front wall of Heibon's junk shop, Aoba stuffed a chilled popsicle into his mouth. The air conditioning inside had busted and he, not wanting to stay inside with no circulation, came outside to wait for customers. There was no point in staying inside if there was no costumers. He ran a hand through his hair and stared blankly in front of him. The only thing that brought him out of his daze was when someone had opened the front door to the junk shop. He shifted his eyes over to the shorter blonde and watched her for a moment.

          "Do you need help with something, miss?"

[blfantasy]

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[aobaan]

{  rhyming-ruff-rabbit

        Why is it so hot? Lately, all that Aoba was able to think about was the insane heat. No matter how many popsicles he ate, cold sodas he drank, or times he dunked his head into a tub filled with ice, he felt so hot. It was only the end of Spring, and he could tell he was going to hate the Summer. With his hair tied up in a ponytail, he waddled towards the blond, a look of exhaustion propped onto his face.

         "Noiiiiiz. I'm hooooot."

[aobaan]

{ hxruhi

            -- It's so hot. That was the only thought that crossed the bluet's mind. It was somewhere in the low nineties. A pink ice pop was lodged inside of the male's mouth as he carelessly flipped through the pages of his magazine, a small fan blowing his hair continuously. Even with the wind propelling from his fan, he was still dying from the heat. When the sound of the front door bell to the junk shop echoed through the empty store, Aoba's eyes were immediately directed towards the brunette who walked into the store. He straightened up his posture and gave a thin, half-hearted smile.

        "Ah, hi. Welcome to Heibon's Junk Shop. May I help you with anything?" He asked, panting lightly.

[aobaan]

                             { ask - archive - original image }

"Everyone believes in you, and you don’t even believe in yourself. Isn’t that kinda sad?"

▷ Independent RP blog for Aoba Seragaki.

▷ Multi-para, para, one liners.

▷ Multi-ship, Multi-verse, AU, and Crack friendly.

▷ OC/Self insert friendly.

▷ Four years of roleplaying experience.

▷ Multiple threads with one user allowed and extremely encouraged

▷ Mun is very friendly and doesn't bite anyone!

[natsudragneels]

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