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OH GOD ARE THE YOUKAI OK??? ITS BEEN YEARS ARE THEY ALRIGHT
“Extremely bold of you to presume they were ever alright in the first place.”
“We ate pizza!” This is a knockoff Chuck-E’s. You think the pizza is even capable of going bad? It’s stabilized at a precise “hardline mediocre” until the sun goes out.
○: a hug
●: a kiss (feel free to specify where)
□: a flower crown
■: a nudge in the side
♤: an uncomfortably long stare
♡: a hair ruffling
♢: a push from behind
♧: a backhand slap
☆: a fronthand slap
¤: a book to read
》: a pat on the back
¡: an apology
¿: a gift
anything and everything. favorites. thoughts on people, on events. what they would do in a certain situation. how things would be different if something had/hadn’t happened. simple questions, complex questions. have at it!
i am a shy roleplayer. messaging people first doesn’t come easy to me. i go to send someone a message and then my mind goes a million miles an hour; what if they don’t like my writing, what if they don’t even know who my muse is, what if they don’t like the fandom, what if they’re roleplaying with someone who roleplays the same muse, *rereads the rules 10000s times but still gets paranoid im brekaing a rule*, what if they aren’t following me, are the mutuals only, what if they don’t like the plot i have in mind.
and basically it fills me with so much nervousness and fear i just back away and continue to watch from afar.
this doesn’t mean i never message first, when i’m confident the person likes my writing style/blog i find approaching them a little bit easier.
this isn’t anything personal or me trying to be superior in any way. i am shy, have low confidence, and am very unsure of myself and my writing.
if i follow you and never message you, i’m sorry, i truly am. but i adore each and every one of you and love to see you all. if i had it my way i would speak and roleplay to all of you.
i hope you all can understand and forgive my unhealthy way of thinking (✿◠‿◠)
sorry to send an ask about this, seems indecent, but is there anyone who has a large bust who works here? and do they get any trouble with the patrons? or are they not bothered?
“... I suppose this was a long time coming, so I’ll cut to the point. Yes, some of our performers have... ample chest sizes.”
“They remain, however, largely un-bothered, for much the same reason you don’t see people prodding zoo animals with a stick. It’s not very bright, and you will be immediately removed from the premises - give or take a few fingers.”
“... although, to be perfectly honest, I’m not sure how much of any given indecent remark they would actually understand.”
[Attention, all pizzeria-goers! Attention, please. The establishment will be closing in one hour. I repeat, the establishment will be closing in one hour. Thank you for your attention.]
Nine P.M. at a restaurant half-full of whining, overstimulated, and exhausted little kids, youkai and human alike. Truly, the world’s most attractive place to visit, rated #1 by Time Magazine. But people came to the door from the hour the pizzeria opened to the hour the pizzeria closed, no matter what the current door-greeter thought about the whole situation.
“It’s just door duty, she said. It’s not even hard, she said. I’ll kick your butt if I see you anywhere near the back room, she said. Sheesh, it’s like she doesn’t even trust me to work the stage lights...”
... there are other reasons why nobody wants you unsupervised in the back room, Nue. A lot of other reasons. (Around thirteen, to be exact.)
“Aw, great. Someone else’s coming in. Hhhh...”
Complain about it a little more, why don’t you.
“Hello, and welcome to Gensokyo Pizzeria, where fantasy and f--”
“Whaaaaaat the hell.”
Watch your mouth, dear, unless you’d like to be entirely ceremonially fired. Although, considering her doppelganger seems to have just walked in through the front door, I would argue that this is the one justifiable instance of light profanity she gets.
“Oh, jeez. I’m not gonna die again, am I? Wait, is that just if you make eye contact?” Uh... I don’t think so? “Not taking chances!” Sigh.
“Whoa!” Meiling stumbles slightly, clearly not having expected the kid to jump behind her. “Hey there, kiddo…?” She puts a hand on their head lightly. “You don’t have to be hiding, nothin’ here’s gonna bite you!”
Hmm… this must be the other dragon, she thinks, taking note of their more draconic features. “Ice dragon, right?” She asks. “Er, or something along those…?” She never was really good with conversation starters.
“Ah, alright. Nice t’ meetcha, kid!” Meiling says, trying her very best to be friendly! That is part of her inexplicably-diurnal job, after all. “What brings ya here, huh? Birthday or somethin’?”
Glancing back at what had scared the child for a moment, she looks back down at them with a reassuring grin. “Ah, c’mon. Let’s getcha away from this big ol’ radiator here, what say you?” What’s a good place, what’s a good place... ah! “Hey, how ‘bout the Prize Corner? It’s usually nice ‘n quiet, not t’ mention much cooler, ehehe...”
Everyone gets left dolls of the people they like from the mun.
“H-Huh? This is...”
The young girl stares down at the smiling blonde doll in her hands, an unreadable expression on her face.
“Wh-Which one of you smartasses made this, huh?! C’mon, own up!”
Nue, you really think any of your colleagues could have done this? Most of them aren’t allowed to work the cotton candy machine without supervision. That little Koishi doll isn’t the handiwork of anyone here, that’s for sure.
“Ahn--!”
And there is a veritable mountain of small dolls heaped up next to the karakasa’s sturdy jack-in-the-box home. She seems quite pleased by this, indeed, and starts collecting them up to take inside. For safekeeping, of course.