[fractalwaves]

Semi-selective, indie RP and ask blog for a (heavily) theory and headcanon based Takumi Sumino. Spoilers for major Hundred Line routes. This is an anti-AI zone. (Semi-)hiatus [I'm taking time to address issues I've been having, so I'll be holding RPs in that time.]

Moving Info and Guidelines here for ease of access.

Info

Likes:

Swimming

Corny movies

Dislikes:

Schoolwork

Internal control loss

Age: 17-18 (unspecified, but assumed to be later due to the school year)

Birthday: April 16th

Psych notes: ADHD, PTSD (Nozomi’s death), OSDD/DID (pod-reality distortion, emotional neglect and repeated siren trauma from kindergarten age), there's probably more honestly.

Psych general (subject to adjustment):

Takumi’s sense of personal identity is rather a mess. He isn’t aware of ‘what’ the issue is, but he does his best to convince himself and everyone around him that he’s just a ‘simple guy’.

He’s a people pleaser and tends to be passive except for the times he is thrown into high gear, at which point he can be reckless towards his own life.

He refrains from talking about his past besides trivial details, mainly of other people. A lot of this is due to his self-esteem issues, but another is that his memory is extremely fragmented.

[post 100+ timelines]

He can remember any fragment of 100 timelines when prompted(?) though the true number is likely to be a lot, lot higher than that.

(I'm making an exception for S.F because it's kind of the clusterfuck hell of a verse I don't want to touch with a ten foot pole, lmao)

[Note: I do not default to 'post 100-timelines fragments' any more, it's too much stress to do without thorough plotting and I will be picky about it. Ask which canon verse you want or to make another one.]

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Guidelines

General

You can call me Jacks and I go by she/her they/them. Either is fine.

I am an adult and do not want to interact with minor muns at all. Due to the content re. Hundred Line and all… yeah, no minors.

I may be selective for my own comfort. Sorry, I really don’t want to be overwhelmed. It's also because I can be a bit rigid at times.

Activity will be highly variable- at times high, at times low. It very much depends on my mood and muse/energy levels.

I may have a lot of trouble talking ooc sometimes. I don’t need anyone to go too far out of their way for my sake, just know that it’s an issue I’m working with.

Please be advised for triggering content pertaining to Takumi’s timelines and various states of trauma, especially for the CoT route. I am not going to go easy on it if/when it does come up.

I have played through Hundred Line at least twice. The blog overall may be rife with spoilers but I'll try to tag major ones.

Play style

I use the RPThreadTracker except for short opens and dashcom. I make exception for such threads that become more involved over time.

I want to keep it loose and simple mostly. I’m happy to adapt to something bigger but I’d like to start with basic prompts into things that can be escalated over the course of the RP.

I’d like to make starters for scenarios sometimes, so if you respond to the call feel free to make a note of what you want to me, and I’ll see what I can do.

I tend to escalate an RP rather fast at times. I try not to make too many actions in a turn, but this still happens. If you have any issues with this in our interaction please tell me!

Please tell me if you’d like to plot for where something goes. I tend to wing, but if it comes to it light plotting will be helpful.

I like dashboard prompting and games to keep the muse fresh when I’m struggling or to open up ic dialogue. That doesn’t mean that’s all I want to do, it’s just easiest for me to start there.

I will do cracked characterisation now and then but I won’t be keeping that up for longer than two replies at a time. I don’t want it to take over ic interactions!

Rules

No godmodding- if you want to make Takumi do something discuss it with me first.

Please be patient with me. I’m not very prolific and I expect to be slow sometimes.

That said, I’m fine with reminders if you want to continue our thread and I appear to have lapsed.

I won’t be doing Magic!Anons. But I’ll accept items from Anons.

I will not be writing smut. Sexual acts will be faded to black if they happen at all.

This is a drama-free zone. Keep the vaguing to a minimum. Side note, if you have an issue with me please communicate it.

Similarly, if you aren’t happy with content in our thread then please, tell me honestly. This goes double for CoT related threads- I do not want to RP these unless the other party is happy about it.

I will not entertain shipping discourse or spread callouts. This is non-negotiable.

Canon-typical toxic situation-shipping is accepted. Ex: V'ehxness imprisoning Takumi, or Eito controlling Takumi’s body in Multiple Eitos. Juicy stuff like that. However, I’m not comfortable going too far past this threshold.

I will not tolerate harassment. This blog isn't discourse. If you don’t like my headcanons and interpretations, don’t bother me. Likewise, I won’t bother muns whose interpretations don’t gel with me.

That said, I will take critique if it’s presented fairly. I tend to have blind spots especially when I’m going quickly and may need to reinforce things I might be lapsing on. Those I’m talking with are welcome to this, but again, be fair.

This may be subject to adjustment as I go on.

[em1e]

what made u guys pick ur url's !

[fractalwaves]

"..." His hand ghosts over his Infuser while he's in the War Room. Maybe he's too used to it, at this point... then again, isn't everyone? He picks it up in his hands and draws the blade. Then he just... stares at it.

[fractalwaves]

what's your role in a found family dynamic?

the heart full of faith

at some point in your life, you've probably been told you're "the glue" keeping a certain group of people together. you look on the bright side of things. you are able to convince someone that everything will be alright. your (found) family walks away from you feeling strengthened by your faith and--let's face it--wisdom. hopefully, you aren't being taken for granted in this. keeping morale up comes naturally to you. you probably do plenty without even realizing it. you're a good listener, thoughtful, kind. even leaders come to you for guidance. you may or may not be keen on being in charge yourself, but you are trustworthy, and you do right by the people who depend on you. the only person you can't always see clearly is yourself. it's easy to tell someone their potential but incredibly difficult to realize your own. you need the support of others just as much as they need you--but once you're put to the test, you'll realize you had the right stuff in you all along.

Stolen like a dash-thief in the night, I invite you to do the same

[fractalwaves]

// Boy you're showing so much forehead :'D it's weiiird

"What's so weird about that...? My hair just parts sometimes."

[nipsyyy]

“You like taking care of people because it heals the part of you that wasn’t cared for.”

[fractalwaves]

You as a Boss Fight

"I just wanted a happy ending for us all, but if you really don't... fine. Believe in what you want. You'll have to take me down first."

(Stole it- steal it from me!)

[exhuastedpigeon]

The first rule of fandom is have fun. The second rule of fandom is find an enabler and become an enabler. Yes you should write that fic. What if it was even hornier? What if it was angstier? What if you wrote it just for me?

[fractalwaves]

"Ah shit, I forgot."

"Forgot what?"

"How do you expect me to answer that?"

[truthandeceit]

"You don't know who I am!? Agh! I'm hurt! I'm weeeeeepiiiiiing~!" Shadow Milk Cookie throws the back of his hand over his head and lounges in midair like a maiden struck with grief and despair. All for the dramatics, of course, because everyone loves a good show.

Still, this.... human? Is that what they look like nowadays? He hasn't seen one in FOREVER. What happened to the dress code?? Anyway, this human wants an introduction? Very well! Begin the opening act!

"I~I," he flips back upward to introduce himself. "-am Earthbread's greatest poet, playwright, director, actor and clown!"

He flips around and does a bow, his little staff turning into a jester's hat.

"Shadow Milk Cookie!" He says, annunciating his name as if it were a title of great importance, as he usually does.

"Still not ringin' any bells? Jeeeee~eeeeze. Tough crowd." He goes back to nonchalantly floating in midair. "Calm your flaming sword, pally-o. I come in peace or whatever. My magic is weaker in the Giant's Realm anyway, you don't gotta look at me like that. Don't blame a cookie for experimenting with his dimensional magics."

The hat turns back into a little magical staff again as he continues to lounge like he isn't invading Takumi's space.

[fractalwaves]

"Di... mensional?" Takumi stood aghast, feeling a chill through his body. In the depths of his mind, something crawled- the remnants of an old theory he had picked at to explain what was happening to everyone. That the broken devices in the strange room were some sort of gateway to an alternate dimension, in the form of pods.

But... it didn't make any sense after learning about World Death, and the complex being underground. Even though the situation he wound up with about Karua couldn't have made any sense, either. That his childhood friend simply forgot him, even though they'd spent nigh their whole lives together? How could such a thing have happened?

Besides how painful the idea was, the parallel universe thing was... Eito's theory- probably concocted to distract him. He wasted a lot of time trapped in his head with that nonsense, in some part because of that. But. Leaving aside the specific theory, what if parallel worlds aren't all that nonsensical? He himself had gone back in time with the use of his Specialist Skill, so just as he was choosing one world, he was abandoning another. And another. Who knows how many...?

And now a being shows up claiming to be able to use powers that also defy the laws of the universe. What did that mean for him?! Surely he's overthinking it. But he'd be remiss to just... leave this alone.

"...Uh... okay, then." Cautiously, Takumi loosened his grip on his sword and let it fade- he didn't know whether to roll his eyes at the display or not, so he settled for an incredulous stare. It was hardly the most absurd thing coming out of that thing's mouth, at least. He'd never heard of the Earth being 'bread' before- is this another way of saying 'flat'? Neither one made any sense to him, but that wasn't important.

"Shadow... Milk... Cookie," he spelled out slowly, his brow twitching as he absentmindedly traces out katakana on his palms. Wow, that... sure was a name, all right. "Okay. Right... I'm Takumi Sumino. So. You... seriously have dimensional powers?" He can hardly believe the words coming out of his own mouth. If someone caught him in the act of talking to this- whatever it was, he could be seen as a traitor, never mind completely insane. But it's not exactly the kind of conversation he's up to having with anyone. How would you even begin to explain?

"Can you tell me what you've been doing with them?"

[fractalwaves]

"Takky, why does your bucket list have ‘Die’ on it?"

"So I can die feeling at least a little bit accomplished."

[ouroborius]

The utter shocked and jaw-opening expression that Takumi is giving him right now sure is something. Even so, Kokichi could only find himself tilting his head, observing him just a little bit with how dire he seemed to be reacting to his 'little innocent game of doors'.

Reaching forward silently, the liar flicks his finger up and then pushes Takumi's dropped jaw back up into its proper closed place.

There we go, that's better.

"...Say what, Takumi-chan? That I wanted to play a nice little fun game with you?"

He seems to shrug it off for a moment.

"...Oh! You're talking about that! Well, I heard of it somewhere before and thought it might be something you'd enjoy. Why?"

[fractalwaves]

Takumi barely registered when his mouth was closed against his will, and he reflexively swallowed. It felt like his body moving on its own, or like he was lagging in a video game the way his vision glitched out.

Then he jumped in place as he noted being touched- it felt like he was being burned. That nonchalant expression of Kokichi's only filled him with terror. His body wracked with a kind of nauseated unease, he backed away stiffly and then straight into a door. He yelped. His eyes became wild and darted around the room as he froze in place.

The sound of the door banging at the impact echoed in his mind. The sound of it rattling echoed from deep inside him. Bang, rattle. And again. The sound of someone on the other side. Wanting to hurt him. To kill him. It was in his mind- no it was right there. They were there. The door, it was holding someone back. But the ghostly someone...

...was right there in front of him.

"You're... you're a ghost. You're not real. You're not real! Go away!!"

[ouroborius]

@fractalwaves said: Why is he feeling a /cold chill down his spine/ right about now...?

"Takumi-chan, you don't look so good! Don't you like my game recommendation to you? Huh? Or how about something a little easier on that tired little brain of yours."

He snickers, but it's almost like he knows.

[fractalwaves]

"..." His face has a sickly pallor, his brain feels like it's shutting down and like the world is spinning around him in oddly fractured and distorted shapes. God. This familiarity... not this feeling... what does this kid know? What kind of devil child is this. Surely he's imagining...?

"N...no. Huh- why? Why did you say that??"

[poms-resources]

↖ Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway… eventually…

[fractalwaves]

// ..........i only just Now notice the potential double entendré to what the fuck Takumi just said there. very hetero of you boy

[eyeglitched]

Oh,  Eito  wished  that  Takumi  would  leave  and  never  return.  To  get  away  from  him  forever  so  he  wouldn't  be  subject  to  his  horrifying  face,  His  disgusting  scent.  His  deafening  voice.  And  yet...  The  idea  of  him  not  returning  was  not  satisfying.  At  least  Takumi  was  interesting  unlike  the  other  worthless  monsters  scampering  around  this  campus.

"I'm  only  messing  around,  Takumi-kun."  He  sighs.  "Aren't  friends  supposed  to  tease  each  other  and  what  not?"

[fractalwaves]

"So you're deciding that we're friends now? Leaving aside that you tried to kill me, normally friends can tell when the other is joking." But I can't make head nor tail of you, goes unspoken. Surely this is just to lower his guard so that he can sabotage him, but Takumi is nothing if not a glutton for punishment. And sometimes, a little too curious.

"Let's just say that after my experience with you... I've learned to keep my door locked. So whether your heart is open to me doesn't mean much." He stares into Eito. He wants him to feel it- the venom behind his gaze. He certainly feels... something himself, curdling deep within his core. It was bitter... and it was ugly. Is it hate?

He almost wishes it was.

[thcirlegacy]

“Alright,  fine.  You  lack  basic  understanding  and  reading  comprehension.  Have  you  ever  even  looked  at  a  book  before?  I'd  recommend  it.  Maybe  you'll  grow  a  brain  cell  or  two,  if  you're  lucky.”

[fractalwaves]

"...I read when I need to. If I have to look something up, I'm capable of reading all day and night if I have to. I just don't do it all the time, because I have a lot to stress about. Sorry for trying, I guess."