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@bahalukswell
bahalukswell
“Would you like to learn how to craft a crown?” He inquires, motioning a plentiful, rosy flower crown in her direction.
“Oh—there’s ice cream as well…!”
Pretty boys and pretty flowers. How unfitting for someone like her. But -- why the hell not? Did she really have anything else to do?
“What’s the catch?”
Impressions?
What was this, some maid bullshit? Alright, whatever, she had this.
“Alright, my name is -- ah, damnit -- Uh....”
She didn’t have this.
Well, it wasn’t like she was dealing with some murderer or anything...
Impressions! :*
“Uhhh, my name is, er...”
She looks at the smudged writing on her hand.
“Bulky, and I like to do stupid shit?”
Send the word "Impressions" to my askbox and I'll try to imitate you!
Of course there had to be one who took the risk and flashed at the woman despite not wanting anyone to do so. Very fair, it had been her mistake after all. The moment she opens the attachment though.
To: xxxx From: Tharja
<1/1> i felt so much second hand embarrassment i almost cried <2/2> you tried, i guess…
Harsh, harsh failure. Her cheeks flushed and her angry fingers typed so fast she didn’t even consider what she was saying.
to: ??? from: anemone
at least i know how to use my phone correctly and not leak nudes to the whole city
Write me a TBH (To be Honest), stating an honest fact or thought you feel about me. Or just something honest you wanna say to me. Start the sentence off with "Tbh".
All sorts of weird shit was going on, not like it really concerned her anyway. Rather, she just didn’t care. Her phone buzzed as she was trying to watch videos on the computer, and she was surprised to see a picture message from someone she didn’t recall knowing. This city went through so many trends, so were lewd photos now the new “in” thing to do? Well... why not? Snapping a quick photo with her own phone, Anemone shot a quick message back into cyberspace, or... whatever that shit was called.
to: ??? from: anemone
nice underwear lady are nude selfies this week's fad?
While the poster was crudely put together, it’s message was clear cut: LOOKING 4 QUICK $$$? GEMS COMING OUT OF THE WAZOO @ DISTRICT BETA. FORMING A CREW TO COME W/ ME. I CAN SUPPLY SAFETY GEAR. XOXO BULMA Details on when and where to meet were also listed. Now, it was just for people to take interest and show up… —
★ Looking at her watch, Bulma can’t help but tap her foot nervously. Without a phone, she was incapable of telling people who she was or what she looked like. This was really just a botched together adventure that could end in death. Well, probably not death, but maybe some poisoning from all the noxious gases. With safety gear in tow, the teen eagerly awaits the arrival of her new adventure pals. As three figures begin to come into view, Bulma waves excitedly at the trio and tries to call them over.
“Hey!! Are you my crew for today? I’m Bulma!” A toothy grin as she waits for them to come closer. “I didn’t know how many suits to bring, but it seems I’ve got the right amount — Just remember, with the risk comes the reward. I hope you’re as excited as I am to check this out.” Arms extend to present each of her ‘crew’ with a suit - somewhat like a hazmat, just less baggy and easier to move in.
“Any questions?”
superorangeshogun → gandrshot → bahalukswell
Was his desperation for some sort of job that bad? ….Apparently so, as he found himself paying heed to a shady poster, coming to the districts under sector 2. He’d probably get scolded for this to no end, but… it sounded like quite an adventure, he admitted to himself, and he could use a distraction (and cash). Besides, he could probably scrape away if things got too bad or something. He can transform if he had to.
This will be okay… right?
He blinked in surprise, as a teenager came to greet him and his (probably?) companions. At least she doesn’t seem shady. She even seemed nice. Kouta returned the smile, rubbing the back of his head bashfully.
“Ah, I’m Kouta Kazuraba. Kouta’s fine!” he reached for the suit he was given— it would probably fit him okay. “Um, I’m looking forward to working with everyone!” He didn’t really have questions (he can just ask later on if anything cropped up, right?), so he glanced at his two other companions, waiting for them to speak up.
gandrshot
There’s only one reason why the magus bothered to show up here on this ‘adventure’. For example, currently having no gems or jewels on her person is the reason, the only reason. She isn’t certain of those she may meet, but that was far from her current concern. Sullenly on the receiving end of a bubbly female caused the Tohsaka heir to tap a single digit on the side of her cheek, wondering what on earth she’d need helpers for.
❝Rin Tohsaka.❞
Eyeing the two other members of the party, she flatly shrugs her shoulders— wondering what trouble may come out of this. ❝Do we honestly have to wear these?❞ From what she could tell no one else had any concerns, but really? ❝They hardly seem practical…❞ She was certain of not needing one, no matter what the consequence may be. ❝It can’t be that dangerous now, can it?!❞
bahalukswell
Only by chance had she seen the flyer in question, its sloppiness catching her eye out of initial scorn. It wasn’t until she actually bothered to stop and decipher the text that she realized it was offering a proposition. She dismissed it at first and went about her day, then thought about it later. It wasn’t like she actually had any plans, per se...
So, out of boredom she actually decided to show up to this shit show. Looking at their so called “leader” as well as the other two people who’d been drug into this, Anemone sighed.
Oh, brother.
“’S Anemone -- don’t forget it.”
Had she known wearing a hazmat suit was involved, she would have just worn her plugsuit. Pointing an upturned thumb at Rin, Anemone spoke only once more.
“I agree with twin tails over here. You don’t actually expect us to wear those, do you?”
dragonradars
i remember i once made a headcanon that anemone became a model or something
follow my open twitter for sick memes
Yuri was surprised to have found such a mysterious device within his pocket, let alone a message that mananged to open a couple of sore wounds. Nevertheless, he fumbled around with the contraption, adjusting to it and deleting a couple of spelling errors before replying.
to: anemone from: wolf★strike a riverside is plausible. sandunes work best, though i doubt there's a desert lying around in this kind of place.
Though, on second thought… What was clearly meant to have been a joke suddenly became all too real for him — mostly because he had actually dabbled in these two tactics previously, and had had actual experience in ridding a couple of corrupt officials. Then again, if the person on the receiving end was just some kid, he didn’t want to give them the wrong impression (or worse, any ideas.) Clumsy fingers clicked across the device’s keyboard again as Yuri added an addendum of what was meant to be a sarcastic text.
to: anemone from: wolf★strike unless this was a joke. then you didn't hear anything from me.
After a few minutes of waiting, Anemone nearly thought to forget about her little message until later, until she felt her phone vibrate softly. Reaching for the phone to see just who replied, and with what, she couldn't help but smirk. So, she'd been taken so seriously; what a riot! As she unlocked the phone and began to type a far speedier reply than the other, her phone vibrated once more, and the arrival of a new message caught her attention.
She was being doubted? How annoying. Time to step it up a notch.
to: wolf★strike from: anemone likin the river idea but i doubt theres any of those around here either but u sound like ur talking from experience. wanna go into detail for me? and what makes u think im joking? have u seen the freaks in this place?
Well, that’s one way to make conversation.
TO: ??? FROM: Kid
[text]: just leave it where it's at [text]: or dump it at some alley [text]: no point in spending any time thinking about where to hide it
Upon hearing her phone buzz, Anemone rolled over to see a speedy reply to her prior message. How fun.
to: ??? from: anemone never said anything bout hiding but cmon alleys? too cliche! got any better ideas?
tick tick boom [ca intro]
Sayaka found herself frozen again in mid nervous hover as the girl laughed openly at her dismay. If there was any reaction she had expected from the other, mocking laughter was last on the list. What was with her? It was probably preferable to her being angry… but man, being laughed at for showing concern ticked her off a little. This entire thing already left her feeling like the butt of some cosmic joke… aagh, she had the worst luck. Not that she did a great job of helping herself, but…
Still. She had rudely kicked her— she was at fault here, which managed to quell some of her ire. There were still acute spots of colour in her face as she cleared her throat slightly, though if they were from anger or the cold wind that had escaped her notice thus far was uncertain. Had it always been this cold? Sayaka had been plenty distracted since she’d wandered into the city streets with little more than the school uniform on her back. Being dead on arrival didn’t leave one with many personal effects to carry around…
But enough of that.
"R-right— are you okay, though? I’m sorry for— well, I’m sorry about that, I was kind of—" The magi trailed off into a frustrated sigh, finding it difficult to articulate what wasn’t wrong here, scratching awkwardly at her head. That headache was still there and didn’t feel like it would be going away any time soon.
Great.
The lingering traces of shock that began to mix with confusion on the other girl's face kept the pilot shaking with laughter. Wiping tears from her eyes, it took her a few minutes to relax and regain her breath. She didn't even feel the cold anymore, her body now comfortably warm from laughing so hard at Sayaka's expense.
Once she had completely stopped laughing, Anemone pondered what was wrong with the other girl. Was she going through some sort of crisis? Or, had she just arrived, and didn't know what was happening to her? Oh, maybe it was some cruel combination of the two. What an unlucky person she was faced with. Even better for Anemone.
"Oh... My shin hurts a little, because of that kick, y'know?"
She was lying, but, being an opportunistic person, Anemone needed to see what she could wring out of the girl now that she had the perfect leverage. She leaned forward towards Sayaka, and draped one arm over the other's shoulder, as if she needed to lean upon the other girl for support. Her voice soothed into a low murmur as she whispered into the other's ear.
"A simple apology isn't enough... You'll have to make it up to me."
Phones were fun, she could do all sorts of interesting things with them. Including text random strangers at various times of night. So, loafing around on her bed, the pilot decided to do just that.
to: ??? from: anemone
hey so who knows where to hide a body around this dump
Just call me Donny Osmand {event|Anemone}
Oh, pig’s tails.
He’s been spotted.
It’s a clash of joy and fear — she saw him! But also. She saw him. Saw him acting like the biggest fool to ever have fooled before. Instinctively one hand rises to grab at his pot, fingers wrapped around the handle as if afraid it might fly off at any second.
"I…" He lowers his eyes, face burning.
"S-Sorry, Ma’am. I won’t do nothin’ no more t’bother ya…"
He starts to turn with shame, when the impulsive idiocy of his heart screams for him to turn back around and say something to her. He follows it, turning and opening his mouth, but by the time he’s done so someone’s already walked beside him and the tangle of feet send him shot forward and splat on his front right in front of the girl.
So smooth.
The look of fear and embarrassment, soon coupled with that fierce red blush,was enough to make Anemone forget her previous annoyance. Rather, it caused a few snickers to tumble out of her mouth, and the way he slowly trod away, like a puppy with his tail between his legs, was almost too much.
Then, as if to add icing on the cake, the boy had an awkward fall, his face landing only a small space away from her heels. She resisted the urge to bring her heel on his head, but decided to not add salt to the wound... Yet.
But, she couldn't stop from laughing now, and covered her mouth with her hand, as nasty giggles poured forht in between her words.
"Oh man... Hehe.... That was really pathetic..."
tick tick boom [ca intro]
Sayaka Miki had a headache.
Considering the situation, this was probably the least of her worries— but sat on a bench, staring vacantly at the sky, it was the easiest one to focus on. Everything else just made the throb in her temples pulse further, be it the city, talk of experiments or even her being here at all, alive and well… or really, alive as she could get. The girl twisted the ring on her finger with a quiet grumble, brows knitting further before she leaned back again, pressing the heels of her hands to her eyes.
None of this made sense, which was quite a feat for the young magi. The video did little to quell the worries gnawing at her gut (the fact these people were powerful to pull someone from the Law of Cycles at all, what it meant for anyone else involved), pressing her palms harder against her closed eyelids as the gnawing sensation turned into a low boil. Really, nothing— nothing at all—
”None of this makes sense at all!”
Frustration reaching it’s peak, Sayaka’s limbs uncoiled along with her shout, kicking her legs in a childish display of anger… and managing to catch an unaware passerby with her poor timing.
Frozen for a moment, her features were slack in a mix of shock and dismay before she found the imperative— scrambling to her feet and hovering nervously before the other.
"S-sorry! Are you okay?!" (What a first impression.)
Anemone found the cold strange; even though she'd been in the city for some time now, the cold air that whipped around the place during this time felt so foreign. Never had she lived in a place that had such a cold climate for any time, so having to bulk up on attire was a bit of a pain. Shopping for them wasn't, but piling on and peeling off the layers each day was becoming just one more thing for the pilot to get agitated with.
Yet, she didn't mind breathing in cold air. That felt... Nice. Possibly.
What didn't feel nice, however, was hearing someone yell right in front of you, and then them kick you for no reason. She hadn't even paid attention to the other girl on the bench she only happened to be passing by. Her balance swayed only slightly after being kicked, a short stumble to the side allowed Anemone to stay on her feet.
Of course, she was initially angry. How dare this stranger have a breakdown just as she was walking past? Anemone wasn't even doing anything for once! But, as soon as she saw the other girl's face, that mixed expression of fear, concern, and surprise, made her anger dissolve completely. Instead, she burst into cruel, mocking laughter.
"Pfft -- ahahahaha! Your, your faaaace! Ahahahahahaaa!"
A badger? What was that supposed to be? … Well, obviously it was the rather… fat little animal being hefted around by the girl before him, of course. Hm. Creatures that weren’t Pokemon… it’s not like there weren’t such beings back home, but, Pokemon were definitely more common.
"Right. I’m sure he is, child."
The doubt in Tabitha’s voice was clear as day.
”And of course you haven’t. After all, it’s not a dog. It’s a Pokemon.”
Coincidentally, such a statement made by the Team Magma Admin caused his Poochyena to let out a yip— facing Gulliver now with playful eyes, as if it would just leap right from Tabitha’s arms in an attempt to chase him around.
”A relatively powerful one when it evolves, may I add! … It still shocks me to find people who don’t even know what a Pokemon is. Sheesh…”
It was still rather bewildering, but it wasn’t something he hadn’t grown used to, by now.
Every reaction was a new memory for Anemone to look back and laugh upon. Good thing he wasn't on to that, though. Even the sarcasm Tabitha spoke with, which would typically annoy her, was amusing to the pilot.
But "Pokemon"? Now there was a term she was unfamiliar with. It sounded childish, but to this guy it was clearly important. Anemone was well aware of the fact that people of different universes came to this place, or rather were forced to. The "how"s and "why"s were usually difficult to think over, so she chose not to. All that mattered was that she was here, right?
But, if that Poke-dog, or whatever it was, tried to bark and come to her Gulliver, she and this man were going to have a problem.
"Isn't it a little conceited to assume everyone here knows what you're talking about?"
