"My name is Nagisa Shingetsu. In the Warriors of Hope, I act as the vice leader and Sage. When I attended elementary school, I was known as Li'l Ultimate Social Studies." blog by mod ellie! ( nagisa shingetsu rp / ask blog! please feel free to send in interactions!! ) ( nagisa remembers the events of ultra despair girls ) event: none | m!a: none | status: alive inbox: open, anon on! | suggestive / nsfw asks will not be tolerated, and will be blocked immediately. fetish and nsfw blogs dni. mod and nagisa are both minors!
I'm glad you like it!! I'm an adult, but I hope that doesn't affect anything ;;
He paused, taking a moment to reassess. "Then I don't understand. Of course it affects things. You're clearly aware of the fact that I want adults killed, and have killed many myself. You're okay with this? You're not fazed by the fact that I could very well kill you? Is something not clicking?" Nagisa frowned, crossing his arms.
“I, um...” Nagisa began, before pausing for a moment as he looked over your art. “I was mistaken. I was convinced that this was going to be some kind of practical joke, but unless I’m incredibly wrong about this, I don’t see anything mocking about it. ...are you an adult? A teenager...? Younger? From this drawing alone, I’d assume you’re on our side, which is something pretty rare to encounter. ...regardless, thank you for taking the time out of your day to draw me, I suppose. It looks good.”
The image of a young boy appeared on the screen in front of you. He seemed to be setting up whatever this was— a call, a broadcast— whatever it was, you were now connected to it, and he was now finished setting it up. He seemed rather dressed up for a boy his age, wearing a plaid jacket and shorts that could be seen as he stepped back into full view of the camera. His blue hair stuck up a bit on both sides of the top of his head, and he took a deep breath, fixing his scarf as he prepared to speak.
“Greetings. Whoever you are, if you’re receiving this message, you probably already know of my identity. My name is Nagisa Shingetsu, and I am the Sage of the Warriors of Hope,” he explained with a straight face, and his tone showed extreme maturity for his age.
“I understand that I am endangering myself by making this broadcast, but so be it. It won’t reach anybody near my location, anyways,” he muttered. “It’s my job as the leader of my group to rekindle our goal as much as we can— again, being a paradise for children. Adults, if you’re receiving this message, that means to not come looking for us. Plans take time, and if you make any attempt to track our location, find us, or report us to law enforcement, you’ll add up to the inestimable tally of adults we’ve already… taken care of,” Nagisa added, crossing his arms.
“All in all, your task is simple. Leave the five of us alone and you’ll be s— huh?” he paused, expression shifting into visible confusion as he stepped closer to the screen. Noticing what he’d come to look for, he quickly stepped back again, watching the camera with a concerned look.
“Nobody was supposed to connect yet. This wasn’t supposed to be live. Who are you?” he demanded, clenching his fists in anger.
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Somehow this kid reminded him of a certain workaholic he was fond of. While that did make him relax a little bit, he was still on edge.
“Oi, don’ blame me for you turnin the camera on.”
It took him a bit to formulate the response. Kiyotaka would kill him for cursing in front of a kid…Well, maybe not kill, but he wouldn’t be happy with him to say the least.
“That’s not what I said. Don’t put words in my mouth, demon.” Nagisa snapped, although he still seemed on-edge about the situation. “This isn’t about my camera being on, it’s about you connecting. Who are you? Do you have any affiliation with law enforcement or Future Foundation?”
“This would be laughable if it wasn’t so condescending. I’m not adorable. I have an inestimable amount of blood on my hands. Especially from adults who look down on kids and patronize them. Like you’re doing right now. Don’t call me adorable or cute or anything like it.“
Ah, alright. I apologize. What would you like me to call you, then?
“…If I can’t get you to go away, I suppose settling for politeness will have to do. Use my first name, please. Just “Nagisa”. Nothing else is necessary,” he huffed, visibly frustrated about the idea of talking politely with someone who wasn’t a child.
“You’re really, really lucky you can detach your identity from these messages, you know? I knew this whole thing was a mistake. I’m not cute. Have you even heard of the Warriors of Hope? How many adults we’ve killed and how many more adults’ lives we’ve ruined? I assume anybody saying something so patronizing would be an adult, or at least getting close, correct? All you’re doing is proving our point.“
He carefully looks over your ‘evidence’, seeming focused on maintaining a straight face. “...fine. I understand. I’m not sure why you’ve informed me of this, but if I can get more information and pull something together— I’ll do my best to take care of them, like I promised. I won’t let any adults hurt my friends.” He paused for a moment, before glaring at you. “And don’t think that just because you helped, you can call me stupid nicknames. You can’t. This was the first and last time I’ll allow it.”
“What was this supposed to accomplish? Were you trying to annoy me? Stop sending me nonsense. I already knew demons had a few screws loose, but come on, pull yourselves together,“ he scoffed.
If you didn't expect anyone to join, why did you broadcast it live? 🤔
“None of your business, you coward! Stop hiding behind that stupid gray circle!“ he demanded, squeezing his fists even tighter. “It was supposed to be sent out after the video was finished! Now there are going to be people trying to talk to me, and— ugh...! Part of a children’s paradise is not having to interact with another disgusting demon ever again!”
“And why am I supposed to trust what you say? You’re hiding behind anonymity for a reason, aren’t you? When adults do that, it’s usually to hide from the consequences of their actions. You’re just trying to rile me up without me getting back at you properly,“ Nagisa scoffed, though... he did seem bothered by the idea of his friend being on the run. “Give me some evidence and then I’ll consider believing you.“
The image of a young boy appeared on the screen in front of you. He seemed to be setting up whatever this was— a call, a broadcast— whatever it was, you were now connected to it, and he was now finished setting it up. He seemed rather dressed up for a boy his age, wearing a plaid jacket and shorts that could be seen as he stepped back into full view of the camera. His blue hair stuck up a bit on both sides of the top of his head, and he took a deep breath, fixing his scarf as he prepared to speak.
"Greetings. Whoever you are, if you're receiving this message, you probably already know of my identity. My name is Nagisa Shingetsu, and I am the Sage of the Warriors of Hope," he explained with a straight face, and his tone showed extreme maturity for his age.
"I understand that I am endangering myself by making this broadcast, but so be it. It won't reach anybody near my location, anyways," he muttered. "It's my job as the leader of my group to rekindle our goal as much as we can— again, being a paradise for children. Adults, if you're receiving this message, that means to not come looking for us. Plans take time, and if you make any attempt to track our location, find us, or report us to law enforcement, you'll add up to the inestimable tally of adults we've already... taken care of," Nagisa added, crossing his arms.
"All in all, your task is simple. Leave the five of us alone and you'll be s— huh?" he paused, expression shifting into visible confusion as he stepped closer to the screen. Noticing what he'd come to look for, he quickly stepped back again, watching the camera with a concerned look.
"Nobody was supposed to connect yet. This wasn't supposed to be live. Who are you?" he demanded, clenching his fists in anger.
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