whom beauty and love dance...

Take to heart the knowledge that your affections fuel your strength. “I’m tired of other people deciding how to define me!” 『affiliated with endless riddles』

[genkotsuko]

this ain't a R-18 game.

[maidforthesea]

"Hmmm…" Rakisu paused with one leg lifted. It was tediously difficult for her to navigate this bramble without tripping every other step. Looking down, she tried to guide herself. "Yes, over here… then here… almost there…" Wait, was that a visitor? In an instant, she was at attention.

"Greetings miss, I am Rakisu Meitopasu, your humble maid here to serve you. Please, tell me what you are requiring mistress and I will fetch it right away. Or if not, I can simmply be on my way.” She was starting to feel a little redundant here, considering everyone had a stake as a servant anyway. Not that she was going to be traveling anywhere is a rush, stuck as she was.

[genkotsuko]

"AIYAH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU!?" Remorse is not a latent emotion whenever a word was spoken, obvious distress drawn onto her features that presented little problem on denoting her confusion and uneasinesses in presence of the creature. This sort of combination was odd at best but she has seen worst, still not enough to be startled by the nonchalance used in the introduction.

Without her Persona, it was impossible to consider one capable enough to confront any sort of beast and there was a grand variety of demons, how one cannot assume she would avoid this sort of danger?

Lisa ignored fully if any would be willing to aid her now that her access to the Velvet Room was non-existent.

"I -- No, no! I don't need anything! I mean, if you know a way out that would be amazing but that's asking for too much..."

[deathility]

Still quite stubborn and ruthless she seemed, making the man arrive to the conclusion that it matters not what kind of world they are dragged in, her treatment of him will remain the same. Despite their image as children in the ever growing surface, to deny that he cared about her would prove to be fruitless as it was proven many times that he did, more often that she ever paid attention to a certain someone. None of these sour arguments they’re having were integral. However, without it, their so called ‘friendship’ will never be as strong as their will to protect one another when harm draws near, in the least expected situations such as this.

She was incapable of being pacified, impossible to appease. He would never go as far as to call her an enemy though. Still, he supposed it was alright to forgive her this time and as many times. The stirring irritation never faltered. In the mind of the Great Michel, he was wondering if she felt the same— if she was also scared of not knowing what to do if this meeting didn’t happen, if they’re forced to live without anyone familiar around. The heated exchanges continue, almost as if there will never be an end to it even though they have a lot of time to slowly discuss whatever they wanted to.

"STOP TOUCHING ME, YOU FOREIGNER! GINKO! GINKO! GINKO!" Although he shouldn’t be, he’s worrying about his foundation. He doesn’t have any replacement here and not like she can give him anything to fix it. “Tch,” his voice lowered. "It’s not my fault that you fell in love with me so much that you wanna touch me that way but please! They took my kit away, alright?"

[genkotsuko]

A short pause was required to process what he mentioned, her grip loosening slowly but having yet to remove away her hands Resembling briefly a gentle touch, an eyebrow arched as an indication of a lack of understatement. Features would eventually alter into a more disgusted expression, finally removing them in complete horror while taking a more defensive stance. "I DON'T WANT TO TOUCH YOU, YOU'RE GROSS! GROSS! GROSS!" One day she might discover why he was so ridiculous and absurd, beyond irritable but apparently they now possess an eternity to discover a method of finding harmony in their disastrous relationship that for more than one reason was possibly the strongest.

For now, she can only wonder how to handle him without losing herself.

"KEHHEI! Your clown makeup is the last of my concerns and it should be yours as well, idiot! MAYBE YOU SHOULD FOCUS ON, I DON'T KNOW, SURVIVING?" And she wasn't going to baby him around under any circumstances, they did not go through hell together to be at the brink of despair just for a couple of cosmetics! It made no sense whatsoever and despite not being entirely surprised, Lisa felt a tad offended after listening to his claims.

"Do you know where are you going to live at least? What will you eat!? Anything at all...! Seriously, stop." Vocals initially severe stray rather quick from its lecturing attempt, seemingly calm in a vague intent of not sounding worried. Nonetheless, concern may obviate through mannerisms, even if it was in the subtlest of actions. She couldn't help it, much as she is willing to deny; losing him would be devastating. Azure eyes remained static upon his own gaze, a firm intent of requesting an honest answer or in vain hopes he might provide a less disappointing comeback in return.

"You're so stupid, I'm embarrassed I have to be stuck with you out of all people..."

[evariche]

What a foolish girl she was, not vigilantly looking at where she was stepping.

"Watch your feet if you don’t want to get tangleeeeed."

[genkotsuko]

A mishap embarrassing enough to infuriate her would not make her cower away so easily, mainly after that cheap attempt of mockery. Lisa would incorporate from the ground, keeping her gaze upon the girl.

"Fanna, you think it's funny!? What a sick sense of humor you have!"

[genkotsuko]

Σ hte htirst is real

Hectic felt as a strangely sweet word to describe most of their affairs. Unfortunately, they have to withstand each other's presence in the time being. They had no reason to remain close, leaving to wonder what have impulsed them to partake into this painful partnership for those who had to suffer said visage.

Eikichi's crisis over makeup was turning into a greater nuisance than expected, a topic he would not let be forgotten in every interval. Her methods of reassurance often lied on harsh comments, a vast range of insults intending to not let an ounce of kindness be spilled -- she feared it might go over his head and merely be labeled as another way to pamper  his disgusting ego, good will blatantly ignored.

His looks were absurd already, nobody would care anyhow and she wasn't about to let her world crumble all because he was acting like a complete IDIOT as per usual!

Amidst another of his crisis, she would risk herself and avoid adding another cruel comment, a smile greeting him instead of her usual frown.

"You don't need to be baked in all white to look decent! You are ...-- Uh! It's kinda cute! Hoi Oi Dik! You have more than just your appearance, dummy."

30. " Show them you’re not the ordinary type!"

Lisa prayed that would make him shut up.

[genkotsuko]

☆ ☁ ☎ ✗ ✏

☆ :Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish?

Yes! Without a single doubt, her wish might be already prepared and not a doubt should be placed that she is possibly awaiting for the situation to ever come! Though now she has her doubts, after the JOKER ordeal in Sumaru it's difficult to not think your actions may bring bad consequences.

Truth to be told, one can imagine her main wish would be for Tatsuya to finally notice or even fall for her, one can only continue hoping but she hopes to be someone better and wishing doesn't truly make her attain these goals she can for certain accomplish through her own means!

☁ :Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day.

Read romantic novels, of course! Play a little bit with her two adorable cats! Daydream of sharing an umbrella with her beloved -- Though right now, she can only stay mad and wait for things to calm down a little bit.

☎ :List three or more people they would call out for during an emergency.

Tatsuya: Chinyan always goes first! No doubt, how can she not attempt to get her adored knight in shining armor with a motorcycle as a noble stead to save her? He is actually reliable but blame her bias on him.

Maya&Jun: Hesitant at first, she would reach out for 'big sis' or her 'rival' because neither are half-bad on providing the required support when things go bad in most senses. Maya is a ray of sunshine and Jun is MUCH more capable to be rational in desperate situations.

Eikichi: IT'S A LAST OPTION. She's too proud to actually reach out for him or even voice out she requires HIS aid out of everyone else but knowing how both they are, I suppose he would already know firsthand.

✗ :Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike.

Oh, she does not hide them and does everything in her might to denote how unpleased she is. Be it from her words and expressions, there is little to no shame in regard denoting her feelings and any method is a viable option. A venomous tongue goes at par with an unforgiving fist/kick, she has no qualms on picking both if the situations demands such. Lisa is terribly honest when something/someone disgusts her and will gladly express it aloud as necessary (or unnecessary, like most times) as she considers.

✏ :What are their creative outlets?

Singing, definitively! Though she is rather picky about genres and dislikes karaoke with a burning passion, she can often catch herself humming whatever tune crosses her mind. Outside that, when she reads her novels, she enjoys picturing herself as the protagonist.

[amysmemes]

Send me a Σ

and I’ll generate a number 1-75 and give us a lyric for a starter!

PANIC! AT THE DISCO AND FALL OUT BOY EDITION!

[amysmemes]

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[genkotsuko]

♡۞☠☯♥

♡ :Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back.

I can't think of anything too specific but there are few that might draw out certain events she can scarcely recall. From the reunion that unleashed chaos in Sumaru Prision -- rusty metal, humidity -- the scent of thousands of papers and books gathered, cigarette's smoke lurking  near could probably be a remind of the Kuzunoha Detective Agency, even the smell of fish from Gatten Sushi would probably draw out a scenario that would be strangely to hold as a tender remembrance of days pasts.

Above all, the Alaya Shrine would be the easies to recall. What an old shrine would smell like, though? Wood, the faint scent of trees after the rain, burnt smell -- it brings up a peculiar loneliness, the breeze carrying memories she has yet to assimilate.

۞:Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

Her shadow may be considered the best embodiment for this but she has no problem on admitting every wrongdoing in regard her bad choices, as it was already confronted without resentment nor particular regret.

Lisa appears to be an emotionally strong person despite her mindset is rebellious and altogether stubborn, she is not proud of what she has done prior reuniting with her friends but she can do better than that, for herself above all rather than for Tatsuya's attention.

☠ :Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying?

how not they are living in a shitty island

☯ :Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why?

It's a topic particularly complex for her to decide, she might not be capable to go truly in-depth about it but to be a negative individual is unfitting for Lisa and balance is necessary, a thing she cannot comprehend since 'light' should be considered the way most part of the time. Maybe she does bears interest and yet, can't really prove a point when she was tangled in a path between both.

❤ :Describe a physical action that shows complete trust.

Lisa is a really physical person, often surpassing comfort zones when expressing he own wide range of emotions and without using it as a support, sometimes it may difficult for her to actually convey her emotions. Be it from clinging on someone's arm, a hand on the shoulder or merely letting herself close enough is her show she seeks for their 'protection' in a sense.

[deathility]

Being called by his first name shouldn’t matter considering she was a foreign fella, who would never understand the importance of using it, yet part of Eikichi felt home. Being showered by her with cruel words never never hurt him but for a reason even he couldn’t entirely explain, he was missing them. Perhaps it’s because her not being an asshole to him was a rare occurrence, a scenario that can only go as far as accepted once in a blue moon. This weirdass island is paradise indeed, he quietly thought as he smiled to himself, not even trying to hide it before the blonde lass.

There it is, the ching chong china. She had less control in throwing that habit of mixing languages away. Not that he minded, of course. Still, he got used to pinpointing out every ridiculous thing about her, including her funny expressions. It was all out of love, wait what. "Tch, ching chong ching ching whatever you say…" A single step forward and he paused upon seeing her doing the same thing. Well, if she’s going to be the one diminishing the distance then it’s all fine to him. He’s wondering what she’s going to do though. Her face was saying something. Eikichi closed his eyes, thinking that she definitely missed him and would give him a hug, just like those things that happen in shoujo mangas.

He opened it shortly in disappointment. Not really expecting that.

“I'm real!” What the heckie. “You didn’t have to do that!”

[genkotsuko]

Initially she appears perplexed, how briefly a smile on his lips is perceived that takes her aback. Mostly at how unlikely this kind of visage is, almost tender and worth to admire -- after all, she was the least deserving of his kindness. Or so she constantly assumed, despite how complicated was to obviate she cared for him, their friendship cannot be questioned nor pretend it was non-existent. Patience may be thin, arguments a constant but their bond was real and could be proven whenever the situation demanded it. Bickering was probably a layer to hide a more embarrassing reality, one that she was fully aware existed and would gladly ignore until the end of her days. 

Almost feeling tempted to do the same and offer a smile, she irrupted when his voice brought her back into her senses. An abrasive response is to be expected, mainly with how invasive her intent was presented and whilst blame should not be placed upon him, accepting full responsibility shall not be among her priorities.

"BALLS, BALLS, BALLS! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW!? MAYBE SOMETHING WAS TRYING TO TRICK ME!" Assuming worse case scenarios was but to blame on common sense but he was an idiot who couldn't understand the obvious. Part of herself was happy she found this fool because aside from any other threat, he was the lesser evil. "Ugh, I would have liked it better, you are a pain in the ass! AND HERE I WAS ALMOST GLAD IT WAS YOU! UNGRATEFUL! IDIOT! MORON! JERK!" Instead of letting go, fingers would press tighter his cheeks.

Now to wonder how would he welcome a headbutt, he was so dumb it was still boiling her nerves...!

[genkotsuko]

this ain't a R-18 game.

Fooling around was not among her plans, leisure a sin in comparison to do anything in order to consume time in what is considered productive. Food is a primordial at times, mainly when the house arrangements are empty and while leaving behind Leviathan was an idiotic idea, someone else had to watch over the little they had.

Spotting from afar an octopus leg among the bushes, she was quick to check in hopes it was a dead creature the shore brought back.

"H-hold on..."

Alas, she cannot be more wrong at the moment.

[deathility]

Ordering his stake to leave him alone for the time being, the Death found himself lost in the middle of the forest. Pretty amazing if you think about it considering how he woke up from there earlier. The hell is going on? Why is he in this place and forced to play Sims Castaway with a little shit calling herself demon? He was going to use his Persona against her but decided against it not because he’s nice but more like there was no way to do so. He can’t use his powers. Where the hell is his guitar case? What the hell is going on again?

Just a moment ago he was holding said demon in his arms, touching her here and there until some purple blade emerged from her arm that made the boss think she’s some hecked up being. Making out with her may not be the best idea.

Resuming his steps and noticing that his make up is close to fading, Eikichi hissed in annoyance. No make up, no guitar case, no shinig- PERSONA. He’s hungry. There should at least be something around here, right? Maybe he should just come back to the shore and swim his way out of this place. That’s when a familiar face showed up. About time she did.

"G-Ginko?"

[genkotsuko]

Awaiting for the worst, eyelids pressing in order to avoid looking when demise was about to fall upon them -- instead of a ferocious roar or even the slightiest of threats, she was capable to hear that annoyingly nicknamed she dreaded with every fiber of her body.

"EIKICHI!?" Maybe she had yet to accept this was not an illusion, a mind trick blamed on nostalgia. Hilarious enough, she was not willing to accede a part of herself was capable of missing even a fool like him -- it seemed physical painful to admit even the slightest of concerns regarding the gang leader when being in his presence. Imaginary or not, her pride was not about to bend. The comfortability denial brought was way stronger than the necessity of company, even if it meant having to withstand him.

"Haime, I'm not seeing things, am I? Ah, I would have rather seen chinyan if I had a chance to pick..." Her approach was cautious, merely keeping a safe distance of few steps to observe carefully his factions. Perhaps she remained in denial, considering this but a mere tasteless joke. Proceeding to do a more daring movement, her hands were placed at the side of his cheeks and afterwards they were pulled.

"This feels pretty real to me..."

[genkotsuko]

"Wow, SOMEONE must be really desperate to hit on Eikichi."

[genkotsuko]

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[genkotsuko]

like for a starter! capping at 3!

[genkotsuko]

Horror spreads in Leviathan's features, pulling his Master's arm to lead her away from their current whereabouts but the Lovers' seemed against the motion, quite confused for this sudden panic outburst.

「WE HAVE TO BE CAREFUL! A moment ago -- I have seen a horrendous creature! AND I THINK IT'S COMING CLOSE!」

Life has been thus far comfortable to a certain degree to let these warnings go amiss, mainly for a powerless girl such as herself -- fists are truly useful but even if her stake seemed rattled, they could be in real danger.

"AIYAH! THERE ARE MONSTERS HERE TOO!? STOP BLABBERING THEN! DO SOMETHING!"

Maybe it wasn't the best advice but without leaving room for a retort, they could perceive some steps from afar and now the only option was to confront it. Whatever in the world it seemed, Lisa would not doubt a single moment and push this annoying stake on what has been labeled as 'horrendous creature'.

Plenty she ignored, for it was a very much familiar face.

[genkotsuko]

For the considerably short days suffered at the brink of despair in an unknown land of a realm beyond her knowledge, Lisa had been coping way better without actual interaction in fear of crossing paths with unwanted individuals. Most inhabitants seemed preoccupied with other matters, reducing her into a mere observant of their development -- if the opportunity presented itself, of course.

"Aiyah...someone will end dead at some point if it's not me."

「If it's not us, who cares?」

[genkotsuko]

Do you sometimes place your own expectations on other people?

"Whaaat? Ngh hai!" If anything, she wanted to take offense of that -- mostly out of the veracity it held within it, cause of disappointment upon an obvious realization she was still willing to deny.

"I'm sure I don't!"

[genkotsuko]

hi i haven't introduced myself yet iM BRIAR!! a some sort of mexican beast that bleeds persona 2, medaka box, beelzebub and berserk. i hope we can interact soon despite how rarely i am around since i work 7 hours/6 days per week in a stupid ass movie theater. EITHER WAY, LET'S GET ALONG!

if you want to contact me i'm in twitter as @foamylover or hmu for my skype!