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Hello, hello! This blog is a heavy WIP but this is an indie rp blog for the Seven Stakes of Purgatory from Umineko! Please feel free to give this a like or ( more preferably ) a reblog if you’re interested in interacting!
this is a sideblog to @mcmcntomorii !
{Just a quick update because i've been gone a while! This blog isn't dead but i've been busy moving I got an apartment about an hour and a half away from where I am now been packing and moving things to my storage unit, and just been getting everything settled. I'm going to be very busy the next couple weeks. My move in date is May 20th I'm hoping when that passes im going to get back to my drafts. Tonight I am probably gonna draft and set up my queue for then, but hope to be back and more active very soon!}
hopingforjustice:
ㅤ ㅤ Ironic as it was, Reimi was a skeptical person in life. Mysterious things didn’t hold her attention, they were just silly stories told to scare the most impressionable minds. Therefore, if her mere existence were not sufficiently improbable in itself, she would not accept the weird, wonderful novelty so easily. The idea that the soul could have a physical manifestation, and more than that, being able to perform incredible feats was a little too much to bear! Stands, that was the name, as the kind boy named Koichi told her. People with these superpowers living in Morioh were an astounding stroke of luck — otherwise the wait for justice could take even more decades. So, she spent the last few days watching the streets closely, trying to guess who the next user would be, studying the customers at nearby stores with attentive eyes. If the law of attraction was real, one of them would find the alley soon. The long-awaited moment came some time later… Before expected anyway, since Reimi was taken by surprise. When exactly did that guy appear there?
ㅤ ㅤ He didn’t seem to be one of Koichi’s friends, because of his delinquent appearance (well, there was Josuke and Okuyasu, so maybe she was being hasty). However, he certainly had a Stand, that was enough to attract the ghost’s interest. His insecurity was heartbreaking in a way, the last thing she wanted to do was scare a potential ally, but there was not much to be done about it. Better get it over with once and for ally. ❝ l’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you— Do you need any help? ❞ Her voice ever so gentle, pink eyes shining with the her inherent sweetness. Fortunately, there was nothing scary about her appearance, not even the alley to a certain extent. Arnold was not around — there was an understanding between them that it would not be safe to let visitors see the grotesque wound on the dog’s neck first. In other words, there was nothing to fear, despite the peculiar atmosphere. ❝ I live in the big house after the entrance road. I can show you, if you want. ❞ Impossible to leave without her assistance, but he didn’t need to know it… Not yet.
‘ Help? I’m not sure what I need right now... ’
Battler replied as he took a glance at the girl. Normally he would make some sort of perverted comment directed at the young lady, but for some reason the fatigue he was feeling killed a lot of his normal mannerisms. Something was still off about him, the redhead felt like he had just ran a marathon. It would probably be safer to exercise caution around the stranger and not enter her home, but he felt like he could faint at a moments notice.
‘ You got running water there? If I don’t drink something soon it could be bad for me. Ihihi! ’
He weakly chuckled looking over towards the direction of the house. However, he had a sudden intrusive thought. The atmosphere had changed, it was only this girl here, and something was happening to his body... There was something off about this scene.
‘ You know what’s going on... Don’t you? ’
That was a very open ended question, but there was so much happening all at once he didn’t think the other could mistake what he was saying. That, or he was completely going delirious from dehydration. Before the other could answer that question he raised his hand and spoke up.
‘ Never mind, I don’t need any answers yet... I’ll follow you to your house. ’
Rest in peace. In the illusion you created. I came to know love. I won’t stop calling your name, to continue to give life to your wish. There’s nothing and no one will drag you into the darkness of the oblivious.
Rest in peace. My sweet love…
@fakepriest replied:
please battler... for the sake of all the horses in the world, don't try again
@shinza replied:
i believe in you battler, never give up!
He chooses to listen to... the positive feedback.
‘ I’m gonna do it! I’m gonna build a stable and raise myself four horses. Shannon won’t be able to resist a man with four horses! I’ve got enough sugar cubes and carrot juice for a lifetime! ’
siilkyhearts:
“Great! You’ll fit right in with everyone, it’s always wonderful to have visitors here. It’s kind of a sleepy village here so it’s nice that people can come and visit or even more here since it’s pretty rare. I know it means more friends to enjoy things like this with too!” She clapped excitedly. She may be a child, but Rika was still rather responsible in her role here. Always the same thing or similar to the caliber: festival starts, has fun with her friends, does her tradition dance, someone dies and becomes spirited away. The loops would contain the same or different victims no matter what to trigger the events. But this time…she has met Battler instead of the others. No telling he could be some kind of key to a new change, but this was something different.
“Nice to meet you, Battler! I’m Furude Rika.” As he asked about Hinamizawa’s treasured god, Rika gritted her teeth behind closed lips before she explained with her cheerful smile. “The legend tells of when demons arose from Onigafuchi Swamp, they attacked the village there. Oyashiro-sama arrived from the heavens and demanded the demons to leave, but the villagers took pity and decided to coexist with the demons instead. That made Oyashiro-sama very happy and allowed the demons to live amongst them as humans and watched over everyone. So we give thanks to Oyashiro-sama for the unity of humans and demons–pretty much celebrating friendship and just being yourself! But…he can be a pretty vengeful god too if you’re not careful and displease him.“
‘ Furude Rika... Nice to meet ya too! ’
Battler forced a smile. The name itself gave him a strange vibe. The sounding of this girl’s name could be comparable to ‘Frederica’ Bernkastel. Whether or not it was a coincidence and Battler was reading into it too much he was unsure, but now there have been several parallels he could draw to the Witch of Miracles. However, there was no hint of malice from the other. It was puzzling to say the least, but there had to be something to it. What was the year of this gameboard again? It didn’t seem too far from Battler’s time which only made it more peculiar.
‘ Coexist with the demons.... So you’re saying there are demons in this village? Or rather human demon hybrids? ’
He inquired further. These details were going to be crucial for determining his role within this gameboard, and something told him this shrine maiden was going to be a large part too.
‘ Is the shrine open to the public? I kinda wanna see more about the worship of Oyashiro-sama! ’
@fakepriest replied:
WHY THIS
{He wanted to prove his lack of incompetence by raising horses! Going deeper into this folder that wasn’t his last try.}
{I was going through my edits folder and found a vintage edit from 2017 inspired off an attempt of Battler trying to raise a horse for Shannon, it didn’t end well.}
{Activity around here is going to be a bit sporadic still for a while, I'm in the process of moving into an apartment and I'm rereading Umineko from start to finish because its been so long. Almost done with episode about 80 more hours of reading to go! That being said i'm going to work on drafts and asks I have soon!}
vengier:
a glance is spared once more as he describes the gem ; blue, and almost glass - like with glimmers .. it almost sounded magical. of course, most gems had that almost otherworldly appearance to them. sighing, she once more attempts to retrace her steps mentally to remember whether she had seen such an oddity but no .. nothing comes to mind.
❝ i see .. well, unfortunately i have not seen your precious item, but color me curious .. ❞ a pause is offered as her gaze presses into him ; intense and with a touch of judgment toward him and his situation, ❝ if it is so sentimental as to go through the effort of searching and even paying gold – why did you lose it .. ? you should have been more responsible. ❞ a soft grin then wiped away the intensity and she turned away and continued to walk. bijou was going to spare him the lecture as what was lost was lost and it had nothing to do with her in particular.
her family wasn’t one swimming in riches, but they weren’t swarmed with any debt either. unlike her father, bijou was more responsible with their money. still, the little bit of extra gold should she find what he was searching for would be nice to have.
❝ i will keep an eye out. no promises, however. i know nothing of gems or jewels. ❞ to her, they may as well be pretty rocks and stones to flash wealth. such things didn’t often interest her. bijou loved to dress up but she needn’t something like a jewel to make a statement. she walked at a slow pace so that he could keep up with her should he wish. ❝ flowers, herbs, and plants are more my specialty. you may have better luck asking other people. do you know where you’re even going to search .. ? ❞
‘ I’m not sure how I lost it. I am very particular about this kind of thing... My only theory is one of the witches designing my endless torment is playing a game with me. ’
He would at least be straightforward about that part. Battler didn’t want to drag some bystander into his life on a whim. However, in this situation she is inadvertently involved whether she liked it or not. He knew he should speak the truth of the gem he held eventually, but he didn’t have a calm head to think things out rationally. Perhaps this young lady could be useful, to the voyagers she wouldn’t appear as a threat; The overconfidence of the higher ranked witches has always been their greatest downfall.
‘ I don’t want anyone else to know the existence of this gem. Sorry that you happened to be the person I saw first. ’
Battler sighed, this was going to be more painful than he thought. However, after contemplating for a moment, could it really be a coincidence this was the first person he spoke to, or was it his first clue to the riddle.
‘ I’ve got an idea... Is there any location in particular that is close to your heart, or perhaps a possession or person? ’
love can really save people, and i’m not talking about romantic love. i’m talking about platonic, wholesome, unselfish love that demands nothing in return other than that person’s safety, happiness, and well-being. love for the sake of love. i think this kind of love is wonderful.
@hopingforjustice
Walking down the streets of this still unfamiliar town Battler couldn’t help himself from getting lost at every turn. He didn’t know what exactly guided him, but it was as if a compass in his body to explore every main and side street here. His head still felt off. Last thing he remembered was he was hit by some kind of arrow, and when he came to the would was healed and all that was left was a migraine.
‘ Why do I feel like I just drank the last three hours away... ’
He muttered to himself as he continued shuffling down the street. He eventually came near an alley he had walked through several times now. It was his shortcut to the apartment he was residing at. He took a sharp left and began his walk through, but something caught him off guard.
‘ Eh? It’s way too quiet.... and my migraine is gone? ’
Everything changed, the sounds of motor vehicles, the people, and ambient noises most towns make were gone, and he felt clear headed again. While he was actually happy with that fact the sudden mitigation of his pain was unnatural. Even the air felt different... Something told him to turn around and walk back, but he shook it off as him just being paranoid and continued walking.
‘ There’s someone here, right? ’
He spoke aloud expecting a response back. Despite it being dead silent he felt eyes on him.
MUSE STUDY, HEALTH EDITION .
BOLD = always applies. italics = verse or timeline dependent / somewhat applies.
Battler Ushiromiya
gets colds easily || has a chronic condition || has had major surgery || has had minor surgery || suffers from spring allergies || has broken a bone || has a sensitive stomach || gets headaches easily || has anxiety || has depression || has a form of ptsd || has some other sort of mental illness || is prone to panic attacks || bruises easily || has had a major health scare || has lost a loved one to health issues || pushes themselves when sick || is a poor patient || is a good patient || ignores signs of poor health in themselves || is a hypochondriac || has undiagnosed health issues || isn’t bothered by medical settings || hates medical settings || is allergic to something || is afraid of needles || doesn’t like injections || has to give blood regularly for a condition || takes medication for a chronic condition || doesn’t take painkillers for minor aches & pains || is sensitive to pain || has an eating disorder || has a sleep disorder || has lost a limb / digit / eye.
Tohya Hachijo
gets colds easily || has a chronic condition || has had major surgery || has had minor surgery || suffers from spring allergies || has broken a bone || has a sensitive stomach || gets headaches easily || has anxiety || has depression || has a form of ptsd || has some other sort of mental illness || is prone to panic attacks || bruises easily || has had a major health scare || has lost a loved one to health issues || pushes themselves when sick || is a poor patient || is a good patient || ignores signs of poor health in themselves || is a hypochondriac || has undiagnosed health issues || isn’t bothered by medical settings || hates medical settings || is allergic to something || is afraid of needles || doesn’t like injections || has to give blood regularly for a condition || takes medication for a chronic condition || doesn’t take painkillers for minor aches & pains || is sensitive to pain || has an eating disorder || has a sleep disorder || has lost a limb / digit / eye.
TAGGED: @rollinggirlrunahika
TAGGING: @practiceswings ; @dekirukoto ; @omochikaerii ; @vengier ; @lunaetis + whoever wants to take this.
siilkyhearts:
“Yes, I am! Welcome to the Furude Shrine. I’m assuming this is your first time here for the festival?” The shrine had started to fill with people and visitors for its annual event and Rika had already gotten herself prepared in her kimono. It was easily to recognize a new face in Hinamizawa, plus he clearly didn’t seem like he could be from around here either. He appears to be friendly enough, looks like he genuinely is curious about the festival after all (much to her relief). Rika giggled as he mentioned of appeasing a witch and shook her head.
“No, not exactly. But you’re close! This is the Watanagashi Festival, or the Cotton Drifting Festival where we give thanks and praise to Oyashiro-sama. There’s lots of food and activities in the day, but at night is when I do the traditional dance to appease Oyashiro-sama and everyone takes a piece of cotton before letting it drift down the river to end the fun day, nipah!~”
‘ Cotton drifting, eh? ’
Battler took in the other’s explanation. Something seemed off about it all, he wondered if this was some sort of challenge put forth by the witches. He took a moment to carefully examine the young girl again. The comparison to Bernkastel was something he considered remarkable, but could it really be her? There was no hints of malice from the child, and from what Battler could tell her smile was genuine. Bernkastel would only break from her blank expressions when there was something amusing to her, and that was mostly from savoring torment of others.
‘ Sounds fun, I may be an outsider but I’m pretty excited to go! Who is this Oyashiro-sama? ’
Battler inquired and attempted to force a smile so he didn’t look too deep in his own head. He wanted to seem enthusiastic about this, but something told him that this festival is going to be full of misfortune.
‘ Oh right, I’m Ushriomiya Battler! I’m from a couple towns over, but I’m staying with my dad a couple nights up here. ’
That wasn’t true, but he wanted to provide some sort of background so nothing seemed too out of the ordinary with his appearance.
rollinggirlrunahika:
“Oh–!!” The girl yelped, blue eyes widening at the sound and sight of a person getting slapped right across the face. Yeah– that definitely looked like it hurt–
As quickly as she saw it happen, or at least as quickly as it took her to notice, the young lady the man had been speaking with stormed off with a huff. A couple of blinks and Runa couldn’t help but let her mind wander off as to why he even deserved that. Probably said something rude or vulgar really.. considering how hard it sounded.
Hearing someone talking to her, the young brunette turned her attention to the man who had just been slapped, looking completely nonchalant about what had just happened.
Ah.. So it was over something stupid he did then.
“The fact that you know that this happens that often should be concern..” Runa replied, crossing her arms. “What the heck did you say to her?!”
‘ I just complimented her on her fantastic figure... Y’see I’m the nations leading breast-sommelier... ’
Battler started with his justification spiel. It probably wasn’t in the other’s best interest to remain here listening to him, but Battler was the type of person who would continue talking so long as there was someone listening.
‘ ... I’ve traveled the world and I have admired all types of breasts... It’s dangerous work honestly, but someone’s gotta take those slaps to the face for the good of the world. ’
There was obvious enthusiasm in this topic. It was most likely one-sided but Battler didn’t mind that. He would go on to speak his mind with this complete stranger until she too would grow tired of it.
‘ I’m Battler anyways! Are you here for an evaluation?! ’
❝ Maybe love and pain are synonyms. ❞ (from beato)
ASSORTED SENTENCE STARTER PACK (accepting.)
‘ The amount of pain we put each other through for the sake of love at least starts to blur the line between the two, I will admit. ’
There was a tone that indicated a small sense of defeat hearing that from the witch. Their love was built on their shared suffering. His ignorance was the start of the domino affect, and for that what happened was on his shoulders. Battler promised to Beato to spend their eternity in Golden Land atoning for his original sin.
‘ I hope that one day I make up for that pain I caused... Maybe in another century time and my dedication will have healed those wounds. ’
It maybe a century, it could be five, all the same Battler intended to be by his wife’s side.
