DEVIL SURVIVOR

A (now) independent roleplay blog for Kazuya Minegishi from Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor (Overclocked)

[jormelkaze]

ネコミミとアベル by おかみ

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[essenceofabel]

Whelp.

Looks like I'm back to roleplay in here again. Missed you guys. If any of you even remember me, that is. orz

[vampireves]

The 12th Icon in your folder is your Muses reaction to being chased by a Titan

[kowaretahinagiku-archive-blog]

[amadaofjustice]

[essenceofabel]

[shinichameleon]

By P3kitama.

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[inboxshenanigans]

Send me a •3• and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to your muse as a poem from mine

[satanaeruu-deactivated20170822]

No operation Protect the Babes.

[crookedtie]

I wanna be part of Operation Protect the Babes.

How do I protect some babes?

[essenceofabel]

First, you don't throw them into TVs.

[agingerinthesun-deactivated2014]

For the next five questions my muse can not tell a lie.

Abuse this.

[essenceofabel]

The High Priestess Reversed

Kazuya arched an eyebrow pondering for a moment on how to answer. His slim digits tapped idly on the keyboard, answering for himself instead of the multiverse iterations of his existence.

{I, at one point, used to do that before the lockdown started, but after friends died continuously, I started to realize that there was more to life than using people as pawns. That is to say, when I came to know how it felt to be used as one myself.}

[wildenhearts]

The Fool Reversed: What do you do when you lose your inspiration or get stuck on a problem?

The Magician Reversed: Are you a prankster, a clown, or a compulsive liar?

The High Priestess Reversed: Do you hoard secrets jealously, using your knowledge to manipulate or...

[essenceofabel]

New Game+ Drabbles

He'd spent years reiterating various outcomes. Various decisions. Each one continued to leave a vile taste in his mouth and he'd choose to start over. The process was painful. The screams of humanity resounded within the mental confinements of his mind even now. The sounds of a black hole stretching everything, even himself, and tearing him and every single being on that earth and ripping them apart down to their molecular structure in an attempt to reconstruct the timeline and start over from the beginning.

It was all for the sake of humanity's future. God knew it and tried to intervene when the world was 'worthy'. When it was 'worthy', humanity were just blank slates with no personality. Card board boxes, really. Kazuya didn't like that. He wanted what was best for humanity, not what benefited the despicable God who sat on his throne and did nothing. So, again, as a Messiah, he chose to repeat.

People died. Friends particularly. And each time he became a bel, and each time he became a king of bel, he always managed to find some flaw that just wouldn't do with humanity. So, with that flaw in mind, he'd bring about the end and start anew again. Nobody would remember the pain of their bodies tearing and ripping. They wouldn't remember time being rewinded like a casette tape. Only he would. Only the martyr who continually becomes the king of bel.

There was one thought that he'd often come across, but wasn't sure if it'd work. It was a gamble. He'd lose his ability, albeit likely temporarily, to rewind time once more if things didn't go well. Oxygen exhaled from his lungs. He was tired. He didn't want to do this anymore, so maybe it was best to deal the flaws that come with this decision. After all, they were minimal in comparison to the other paths he took.

"The song of hope," he uttered as he sat at the side of his bed.

Kazuya stood up and opened the blinds to the window in front of him. Radiant rays of sunlight cascaded over his lean, muscular physique. Fingers clenched tightly.

DAY 1 has begun. Let's survive. . .

[the-write-ideas]

Send me "I'll steal you," for my character's reaction to yours suggesting they elope!

Ⓦ

[facadesofbeauty-deactivated2015]

* Curiosity killed the cat.

{♪♫♪♫} Rise had absolutely no idea who this guy was, but he had been under the mistletoe for awhile and no one had kissed him. Yet the law of the mistletoe was absolute, and the idol could not let him get away without a kiss. Walking over to him, she pecked his cheek. “There you go! The rules have been met now!”

[essenceofabel]

Kazuya had been standing there idly while staring at his COMP with a peculiar expression. Which demon had a backstory with Christmas again? Bah, things would be so much easier if the grinch was a demon he could summon. Alas, that wasn't even in mythology.

A soft sensation had come almost as soon as it left. The irises of his eyes turned in the direction of where it came from, his head unmoving. There, an idol he was familiar with stood. In fact, one of her singles was playing on his MP3 currently.

Rules? He glanced up and immediately his cheeks flushed a light crimson. He didn't even think of where he was standing. Where exactly did it come. .

Atsuro... His jaw tightened, but he couldn't help but smirk in amusement.

"I suppose they have," he finally said.

[therunemaker]

Send me ✵ to catch my muse under the mistletoe!

[essenceofabel]

Huh. I guess idols do care about their fans if they mutually follow those that follow them. That, or their blog is automated to do so. Either way, nice.

[foolamagi]

I have to go and make Nanako some dinner.

[essenceofabel]

STAHP!!

[princeofbittersweet-blog]

Could you do me a favor? Could you reblog this if you don't mind roleplaying with a Persona-based OC?

||  I wanna see who I can roleplay with so I can start plotting with you lovelies. ♥ ||

[wrpalmer]

Let's settle this as an ice-breaker for those that want to RP.

Send “✆” for a morning text. Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent. Send “☎” for a rushed text. Send “⁇” for a drunk text. Send “✿” for a suggestive text.  Send “ø” for a late night text. Send “✘” for a hateful text.