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> who is a man if not the sum of his few truths? oc | indie | semi-selective

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( cndead )

Dang, how the heck could this guy be acting so polite at this time of night? If that were Hiro he’d be hella pissy and irritated. Well no matter, he supposed it just meant this guy was either nicer than he was, or a better actor. ‘ Uhhh, yeah I do.’ He replied, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck. ‘ There’s uh… a hole in my room… the um– upstairs party or whatever, got a little.. out of hand I guess. And well next thing a know there a foot hanging out of my roof. Then the foot when back up. And there’s still a hole..so yeah.’ He wasn’t the type to complain about a party, he didn’t enjoy the noise but he wasn’t a snitch. This however, could not be ignored. 

—– ... GODDAMMIT. 

His expression visibly dropped as he stormed over to check the ceiling. It’d been over 7 years since he’d dropped his fake personality in front of someone, but at this point - in the middle of the night - he was physically & emotionally exhausted. 

“ Yeah, ALRIGHT, ” he finally said, pulling his phone out of his pocket to message the front desk. His voice was completely deadpan as he spoke and he didn’t look up, but he still managed to flash a smile at the stranger. “ Wow. Lucky it wasn’t right over your head or you could’ve died or something. It’s a fucking MIRACLE. ”

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—– [ @lunafound | ❤’d for a starter ]

Lest wasn’t really a drinker. Like, AT ALL. His tolerance level was ridiculously low, and it was hard for him to keep up his usual fake personality. He tended to avoid alcohol at parties. STILL, that didn’t stop him from the occasional drink. He needed something to drown out his anxiety, after all. 

He could feel the new flush on his cheeks as he downed his last drink. His eyes half-lidded, he chucked the last bit of payment to the bartender and made for the door. 

It took a while before he realized he’d actually been walking for a long time, and had absolutely no idea where he was. His brain was a jumbled mix of thoughts, and he decided that he might as well just sleep on the sidewalk. That was fine, right? 

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Your name is Teddie, right? Is that a Persona 4 reference?

(( oh! no, actually! i wasn’t thinking of persona when i came up with it. Teddie is just the nickname i use when i’m writing or rping online, sort of like a pen name! it was just supposed to be an odd spelling of ‘Teddy’ that i used in the second half of my username and slowly became what i was actually known as. 

my irl name is Danica! i pretty much use it everywhere other than writing/rping, but whichever one you wanna use here is absolutely fine! both are good! ))

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—– @oshikakei

In the end, Lest just decided to go for it. After all, what the hell was he supposed to do, talk to the police over a stupid PICTURE? No, addressing the person was probably the smartest move he could make. It wasn’t like he knew the guy very well, either. That just made it all the more surprising when he walked by Yuuto during lunch and accidentally saw what he had on his phone screen.

—– AN ACTUAL CORPSE. 

He had a bit of a hard time finishing up his food after that. 

“ Hey, are you free right now? ” Lest asked, leaning onto the table next to Yuuto. He couldn’t remember if he’d actually spoke to him before, but he was definitely going to get some answers out of him now. 

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—– [ @akillean | ❤’d for a starter ]

Even in his favourite cafe, Lest’s mind was unfocused. He spin his spoon in his coffee, eyes staring at the page in front of him but not truly READING. He’d been on the same page of this book for a while. 

He was stressed and overworked, plain and simple.

Absentmindedly, he placed the spoon down and reached for his coffee. He didn’t even really register the cup slipping out of his hands until it has shattered on the ground beside him, spraying coffee on himself and onto the shoes of the person sitting next to him. 

“ ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! ” Lest finally snapped. It was the first time in a while that his genuine emotions actually came out, and it took him quite a few seconds before he could regain his usual mask and composure. 

He grabbed a napkin and headed over to the person he’d splashed, a sympathetic look on his face. “ I’m really sorry. I can pay for a new pair, if you’d like. ”

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( cxhopmimi ):

   She’s surprised to be approached by a stranger, in fact–usually, she was the one who’d recklessly approach others. She blinks before quickly examining the boy, deciding how she should respond…

   Ah, well he’s cute, so I might as well play nice…

   “Ah, of course.” She nodded. “I know the place quite well–I could definitely help. Where were you heading? I’ll see what I can do.”

—– WELL, at least she seemed polite. 

He pulled a small piece of paper out from a pocket inside his coat. A map and instructions has been scribbled on it — not his own writing. Lest handed it to the stranger. 

“ Do you know where this is? ” He asked, pointing to the label that read ‘ MISTY GARDEN ’ .  “ I’m supposed to meet someone here, but all he gave me was this poorly written map. Apparently, he’s not the best at instructions. ”

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(( oh yeah.... i have.... drafts to get to................ ))

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—– [ @cndead | ❤’d for a starter ]

He knocked on the door three times before entering.

“ Pardon me, “ Lest said, forcing a polite smile. God, he was ABSOLUTELY exhausted. If he had to hear one more noise complaint about the stupid party one the fifth floor, he thought he was going to lose it. “ I heard you had some kind of problem? I’d be more than happy to address any concerns you might have. “

Or, better yet, shove a coaster down your throat and leave me alone. 

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(( //writes only 2 starters     I’m done now, yeah? ))

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—– [ @lovely-fufu | ❤’d for a starter ]

HONESTLY, this person didn’t seem that bad. Odd? For sure. But bad? Lest just didn’t see it.

Still, it was his job to listen to civilian complaints, not criticize them. Although, he was half sure that people got angrier and angrier over the stupidest things as time went on.

“ Excuse me, “ Lest finally said, walking up to the stranger. “ I’ve received a few complaints from some of the people around here. Can I ask you what you think you’re doing? “

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—– [ @isshoni | ❤’d for a starter ]

Lest didn’t really find his job fulfilling. 

Royal guard or not, the idea of standing in one place - SWORD in hand instead of some kind of BOOK - didn’t appeal to him at all. It’s not like there was any real reason for him to be here. “ GUARD ” his ass, the only thing he actually did was break up drunk fights and give random strangers directions. 

He sighed, leaning up against the castle gate he was stationed at. He supposed he could go for some kind of brawl right now.

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—– [ @cxhopmimi ❤’d for a starter ] 

Lest prided himself on his intelligence. He always took care to be one step ahead of everyone around him, and he certainly excelled at it. He read books, scriptures, and pamphlets front to back. TWICE.

Apparently, this didn’t stop him from being completely lost.

He’d have to swallow his pride and ask someone. 

Taking a deep breath, Lest turned to the first person he saw. He gestured a brief greeting, his usual smile plastered to his face, then cut straight to the chase. 

“ I appear to be just a bit lost,” he started. “ do you think you could help me? “

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— Hey! This is a new OC rp blog! It’s been, like, 50 years since I’ve played a non-canon character, so I might be a bit out of it at first... Like this post for a starter?

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