❀You can't stop me❀

No more calling like a crow, (for a boy) for a body in the garden. Corrosion {30/100} Health {70/100} Empty Boxes {0/3} [[Independent Rp/Ask blog for Rust from .Flow]]

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sorry for the sudden absence, i was busy being grounded. anyway i woke up in the middle of the night with this idea, forgive me for its sloppiness.))

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I wore a letter man jacket today, it is nice and comfy))

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[SILENTLY SCREAMING]

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I never thought I’d say this, but you’re great.

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It's only temporary, but yeah. I am great.

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causticmeter replied to your post:Ghostie is a pretty fucking weird guy. Do you...

Please do it.

Lucky you, I got a bunch of salt rocks I stole from Oreko's place when I went down there earlier today. I'm p sure they wont miss them, but it's for the greater good.

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Ghostie is a pretty fucking weird guy. Do you think it would hurt if I stuff salt rocks down his throat?

[whiterabbitfoot-a]

"Do you understand? They thought me a loving, kind and polite classmate when all I  wanted was to revel in their agony… I hope there is  still some left alive for me to find.

Live rabbits are so much more fun to hunt….”

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"Are you                COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY SURE, that you are human? I usually don't come across murderers at such a young age. In a place like this, I'm sure one of them is still kicking and screaming their little lungs out, whats-yer-face."

[sakutaroshinigami]

"Death fascinates me. Ghosts do not work the same ways humans do - but her… being so close to death makes me feel…..

Special. I do not want to talk about it.”

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"Oh my fucking god, you feel special? Well damn kid, I know being around a pathetic shit like herself has its perks but special? Thank goodness you're a ghost, cause if you were a human I would just- Split your head open! Don't tell me you like her, anything but that!"

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Am I... being too nice? Perhaps... Yeah, I think I need to kill someone. Killing is good. Yes. I like this.

[whiterabbitfoot-a]

"They weren’t that smart… I played along because I had a face to keep up… a reputation, if you will. I couldn’t just back out.

And now look at me. I’m a mess… moreso than usual.”

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"A reputation? Yeah, alright, I'll attempt to try and empathize with your current situation..." She tries to pull off the best empathizing face she could, but it looks like she's just in pain. "....How's this? Anyway, I could've told you that. You look like you need a shower, and maybe a doctor."

[maidofrust]

She dodges, but Rust manages to bang up her shoulder pretty badly. Wow, trainings really failing her this time, isn’t it? Although maybe it’s easier to keep your cool when you’re notified before-hand and when the face of your attacker doesn’t have such a history for you.

She ducks into the back room just as shes swung at again.

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"I SAID, STAND STILL!" Miss,           miss,                     miss- A successful hit lands, the force of the blow bounces back into her arms, awakening a more blood thirsty side of herself. Teeth clench as she swings her pipe again, this time not necessarily aiming for the other as she brings it down. Blood drips down her chin and she licks her dry lips. The maid is fleeing. Good, she loves it when they don't give up easily.

[madnessreset-deactivated2014070]

    “ Fashion sounds pretty nice doesn’t it? “

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"I never really thought much of it, but yes... it can be pretty cool."

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          —[☸]— Was it coming toward her? It shouldn’t be able to see—Oh. Neon effect. That had been an oversight on her part. She would have taken it off, but on second thought, it did help her to look more like the other creatures… that had been being killed… Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea. Then again, she’d rather not be reduced to just herself in a strange world, so she’d keep it on, just for comfort’s sake. Indecision was really a curse. 

          —[☸]— The thing was coming closer, and now that she could see a little better, she was almost sure it was a person. The neon light was poor for viewing, though, and she couldn’t make out their features very well. She decided to continue backing away from it, holding out her hands in case it needed to see that she wasn’t there to hurt it. She couldn’t hurt it if she wanted to; she didn’t carry anything for defense. Bumping into a little creature behind her checked her pace long enough for her to realize that she probably wouldn’t be getting away from the stranger unless she ran, and she wasn’t about to do that. She’d get lost in here for sure. 

          —[☸]— Well, there was one thing she could try, as bad of an idea as it might be… She called out to it—If it spoke back, she might be able to reason with it. Hopefully. “Uh… hello? Can you… understand me?” 

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Look out                     , it talks. Nothing good ever came out of another user in the .Flow, she's not supposed to work like this anymore. Sessions cannot be shared or meshed together, the projection of two users memories would cause an overload and then, Another fucking blackout. Just what she needs, Rust tightens her grip on the pipe. She has to do something before any damage could be done to this world( Because killing the inhabitants is a completely different matter). Her stride lengthens and she's starting to pick up her pace. She's never experienced a blackout, and she never will. Through into an empty void with no sense of time or space doesn't sound too fun. Her pipe is now being held in both hands and she's breaking out into a sprint. She is in no mood to talk.

[aureaveneficus-deactivated20140]

"You are funny you know."

In other words, ‘Don’t be a smartass I’ll rip your god damn head off and mount it on my wall.’

He did come over though, but perhaps it would be wise to be a bit more considerate of words. He was a dangerous man, clearly that much was true. Perhaps he could be a friendly person though, if one was careful

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"Ah- don't be such a stick in the mud, dude. I'm just trying to have some fun~." In all honesty, she didn't expect him to follow her, maybe teleport away using his weird butterfly magic or disappear in a cloud of smoke or whatever it is this guy does. So yeah, his comment caught her off guard,... at least she'll have some company in the Nexus for awhile. "What are you doing in the .Flow anyway? Or wait, did she send you?"

[shadowfazbear-deactivated201509]

"All of that sounds very good- and i can understand keeping a pretty image or something of the such. I… think that’s something I tend to do as well. In a way." The kamui merely grinned, looking around for a bit before speaking again- "It really depends on how i’m feeling."

"Yea. I’m not a human, i’m a Kamui. I’m composed entirely out of life fibers." And then que him looking at the other’s hand blankly. High five? That felt too lowly to him. "Erm… uh- I don’t do that though. I have… an image of superiority to maintain, actually."

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No high five? No hive five. Rust shrugs it off, and lets her hand fall back to her side. A shame about the high five, Rust hasn't had a good one in awhile. It would've been a pretty cool one too, oh what a cruel world. But enough of that, what in the world is a Kamui? Perhaps it was some kind of new fashion trend? "It's seems that I'm not familiar with these so called, life fibers... and its' ok, s'not like I really wanted a high five anyway."

[aureaveneficus-deactivated20140]

Wherever they were, he didn’t appear at first. However, after a moment or two, a butterfly did appear. It divided into two butterflies, then divided again, until those butterflies quickly began to make his form.

"My my, she is not pleasant is she?" he says as his limbs and the ends of his hair are forming, while the torso solidified.

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A familiar tone plays in her mind, signaling her awakening, and she violently sits up straight in her chair. As payback for not <waking up> in days, Rust feels the air stop flowing through her lungs. Not again, Rust groans as she rubs her back to coax her lungs into not suffocating her. How awful it would be to drop dead in front of her guest. Speaking of her guest, it appears he's still piecing himself together at the moment. Rust stands up from her chair and wipes some of her blood off of the keyboard. What a mess.

"Tell me about it," Rust manages to wheeze out, "Hey, Ro, you still got some of that tea?"

[twinbraidseffect-deactivated201]

Madotsuki blinked, she have never been called ‘Madits’ before.

"You get money from killing people?…Do they leave some behind after they are dead? It is a good thing that the pipe doesn’t dent or break. I want a weapon too for when I am dreaming. I hope it is the same way."

She hoped that when Rust said she smashed people’s heads that she was talking about people in the program.

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"Duh! Of course you get money from killing people!" Rust exclaimed, all too excited by the topic. She pressed her pipe against her cheek and let out a squeal. "How do you think I got so rich?" She shoves her hand and reaches for her wallet, and shoves it into the other dreamers face.

"CHECK IT!"