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@betweenmanyworlds
Hey there, folks! Putting my hat out into the ring here after a long-ass time and getting back into the ol' tumblr RP scene.
We've got two (2) killer robots here! Garfield! Featuring Dante from the Devil May Cry series! And more!
If you're interested in some light-hearted writing fun, come check this place out! (This does not mean I am not ready and willing to write more serious stuff, of course--)
Muses / Rules
"DIE MAD ABOUT IT." Noriko's torment due to your actions amuses you, doesn't it?
4 in the evening and this stomachache has shown no signs of going away. End my life.
"Can I take a swing at ol' Faust and his band of dipshits--" We'll see, damn it--
Send “⚠️” plus a warning label for my muse.
(If you cannot see the emoji send “Warning”)
“Souls of the innocent.”
"Yeah, I can see it. Any society who'd be willing to rely on a source like that almost certainly have basically no supply of their own, so they'd need to raid others to try and gather more. And if trauma screws with the innocence they're looking for, it's a self-defeating method. From an ethical and practical standpoint, I think this tops the list of 'dogshit power sources'. Congratulations!"
“Someone else’s soul, perfectly encapsulated in a prismatic chamber.”
Whether you want to interpret this as Warhammer or Puella is up to your imagination.
"Ah, yes. The ol' 'burning other souls for their own uses' method. They might as well start waving a giant flag with 'we're pure evil' written on it at that point."
Mentally, he's side-eyeing the worst of demonkind with those words.
"Question for anyone who wants to answer. What do you think is the stupidest way to power a giant mech? My current answer is 'set of hamsters running on wheels'."
In regards to the power level topic going on, plenty of people have said their share of stuff but I think another important thing on the whole topic is just.
Don't barge in on stuff going on unless the other writer gives the okay or what have you with The Strong(tm) Guys?
As funny as the mental image of Goku manifesting from nowhere to vaporize a common street thug is.
A 'yo you mind if [x] gets involved with what's going on with [y]' can do wonders I think-
Azem soul rock gummy candy. Fund it.
God I should poke at XIV again now that I'm not stuck on the world's crummiest laptop. Damn sub costs.
(First Time) Meeting Interaction Scenarios
Send a symbol for our muses to (first) meet in the following scenarios (By default, ‘you’ refers to the sender of the meme and ‘my’ refers to the person receiving the meme. Include ↩ if you wish to reverse the muses for any applicable scenario )
🚌 - Sitting next to each other on public transportation ✍ - Being in the same classroom for a new class 👔 - Being co-workers in a new job 🤝- Our muses are partnered up for an assignment 💲 - Your muse is a customer/client of my muse’s job 🗺️ - Your muse is lost in an area my muse is familiar with ❗ - Something about your muse catches my muse’s attention on first glance 😈 - My muse feels the urge to pick on your muse ✊ - Our muses are competing ⌨️ - Your muse followed or sent a friend request to mine on social media 🎮 - Our muses meet in an online game 🔒 - Our muses are trapped in the same room/area 🎤- Your muse asks mine questions for personal research or job 👉 - Your muse suspects mine of committing a certain crime 💰 - Your muse has stolen something from mine 🏪 - Our muses want to buy the same product and there’s only one left in stock 💢 - Our muses accidentally collide into each other ✋ - Your muse is in trouble and my muse decides to lend a helping hand 💜 - Our muses meet in a blind date 👀 - Your muse witnesses mine doing something they don’t want others to see 🔍 - My muse has been asked to find yours by someone else 🔦 - Your muse has stumbled into a secret place only my muse knows about
He wants to meet with them in a very secure, discreet location. So, the back of the 404 convenience store during the evening in Lumina Square seemed perfect.
"Eric, my man." Their contact was already waiting there, his back casually leaned against the wall. Though, any pleasantries were abruptly ended by the sudden change to a serious expression. "Alright, let's make this quick."
He reaches into his coat's inner pocket and produces one photo of a very sharp-dressed wolf thiren. Eric was probably familiar with them too.
"Have you met Miss Lucrezia? I want you to... do a couple of odd jobs for her."
[Extreme basics here, for context to this verse (proper writeup to come later)]
It was a classic spot, Eric felt. One so simplistic, any true opposition would immediately believe there was truly no way anyone would be having an actual meetup.
Or at least that was the logic he was going with. If this is where Basil wanted to meet up, Eric figured there was some reason behind it. Not that he dwelled on this train of thought for all too long, casual demeanor shifting to a more focused one when the other's expression shifted.
Eyes lit up in recognition as the photo was brought out. Now if that wasn't a familiar face to someone who also worked outside of the law... even if his own intent came from a desire to lend people a hand without being tied up by constant red tape bullshit. (Not to say there wasn't a fair bit of rebellious spite fueling it too, but... no, he's getting sidetracked here. Ponder that later.)
"Wouldn't be the first time it's happened, so no issues here. Sure as hell trust her to keep up her end of any deals far more than your average politician..."
"... I forgot how boring this was..."
In today's episode of Sayaka's messing around with her newfound pirate ship because Oktavia (not to be confused with Oktavia von Seckendorff) chose to provide her with one...
She's sitting on the edge of the boat, fishing rod in hand. Taking advantage of the freedom to sail out and fish in areas inaccessible to land.
(Cheri)
“ Hey, welcome to NcDonalds. How may I… “
“ Oh, hey. “
[LOCAL NCDONALD’S WORKER CHERI: HAS ARRIVED!!!!!]
She was really bored after paying off her debt, and got another side job-
(To Violetta)
The inexplicable urge for some quick fast food had struck Violetta tonight, and lead her to this situation. A confused tilt of her head follows as she processes everything...
Before she just. Shrugs her shoulders.
"I'll have an eight piece chicken nugget meal..." Cue Violetta quickly glancing behind her, double-checking that nobody else was behind her and waiting...
"... So. Mishap get you into this, or were you just really bored?" At least she checked to make sure she wasn't holding up the line before making small talk!
Nearly 27 pages worth of posts to apply that tag to. God that was boring.
We now have three types of Sayaka-chan here. Middle school, high school, and adult.
That's a lotta Sayaka.
Well, time to go do something I shoulda done ages ago.
A small wash of relief comes over Chao knowing that he didn't accidentally cut deep. It wouldn't of been a great start to... all this if he had already stepped on toes. Something to work on regardless.
More importantly, the description of what Magicial Girls do causes him to squint a tad. He had frankly half a mind to ask what the point was with that kind of description, but... Everyone has their reasons.
"... Didn't think there'd be gang wars over there too. Shit, this stuff really ain't different no matter where you look."
He lets out a small groan at that. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
"Well, whatever. Hopefully there ain't rival Magicial Girl Pirate factions. THAT'D be a clusterfuck."
... He hates that he wasn't even sure if he was being sarcastic or not.
He goes silent as he's handed the complimentary hat and foam cutlass, giving them a JUST long enough glance to decide if he wants to toss them or not...
Eh.
More importantly, Chao remembered something he should of established... a few exchanges ago.
"... Oh, right. If we're gonna go through with this: Name's Chao. Just Chao. Your name is...?"
The mental image of other magical girl pirate factions was enough to get a chuckle out of her from the sheer absurdity of others having this harebrained idea, really.
...Yet in this moment, she felt spiteful enough to blow open the lid even further. Any person she could turn against the hive mind responsible for ruining her life brought some downright vindictive glee to her.
"I reeeeally doubt it, unless said horrors have infested the seas without me knowing. It's where the whole turf war stuff comes from. The damn things drop objects needed to restore our magic, and if we run out of it or fall into despair, we become one of those things ourselves. It's a system very purposefully designed to pit us against each other! Because turning into those stupid things is a process that some alien jackasses exploit to harvest for energy! To stall something only they have the lifespan to actually be at risk from!"
With that little bombshell dropped, Sayaka couldn't help but let out a frustrated sigh as it dawned on her just how heated she ended up getting in the moment.
"... Sorry about that. Biiiit angrier at the whole thing than I thought. Anyways, uh. Names, yeah. Sayaka Miki here. Nice to meetcha, Chao."
