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@hexmask
Right uh. since this is a new blog, it’s not really gonna show people when i post in their tags or reply to things, so can you please reblog this if your an indie rper and i’ll see if i want to follow you? I just got back into RPing and I want more RP partners. . .
And gradually, as he got closer, he immediately phased out of clear sight.
He became a blur, his small body leaping into the air as his muzzle opened, a row of sharp teeth gleamed as he cackled. Claws withdrew themselves from bloodstained fur patches. Sharpened and ready for action, they swiped in the direction of Majora, thirsty for a direct hit.
and immediately did the other take damage, though upon the puppet's injury did something more noticable happen on the part of the warped appearance without the mask to cover it. Once blue eyes spiraled purple and blue-
from that color there was one more transition shortly after to the usual eyecolor the mask adorned- bright hues of red, yellow, and green. What appeared to be large yellow horns also seemed to be noticeable from the top of the puppet's head. The mask may heave used magic to conceal it's visibility while being worn for the sake of not being noticed by termina again and risking the re-arrival of the hero, but it could not hide every trace of it's possession- especially when the possession became full. Sharp teeth gritted, the 'girl' rose a clawed hand to cover the injury that adorned the body's stomach area up to just below the neck. The clothing was torn and blood seeped out- but that was no matter to the puppeteer. A demonstration was a demonstration. And within mere moments of the injury and shift in appearance, Majora took a step back not out of fear, but almost as if plotting something instead. No words were spoken in response to the other's actions, merely a low snarl that almost sounded inhuman, that was soon after followed by the blonde doubling over in a cacophony of uncontrolled and clearly distorted laughter. " So you rely purely on getting close to do damage, then. . . ? Speed and accuracy, as one would say. . . ? " The voice of the puppet played shakily. " Honestly I don't know why I was expecting more than that. . . "
“Uhuhuhu — well, don’t say I didn’t warn you!” He waddles slowly toward the other, at first appearing to be of little threat.
And the puppet only stood there, dully watching the bear come closer. He wasn't going to make this quick, was he?
TRUTH SERUM - MY MUSE HAS TO ANSWER ANY AND ALL QUESTION REGARDLESS OF WHAT IT IS.
Please preface questions with “Truth”
clocktown. inquiry. about the mask. rules. banner credit (art by me) independent RP blog for majora's mask form LoZ: MM. semi-selective. multimuse + oc + crossover friendly.
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- RPs both a humanoid form and the normal mask form + all other forms. - May use faceclaims for 'puppets'. - 8+ years of roleplay experience. - prefers para rp, but will RP one-liners or other types as well. - MOSTLY post-canonverse with a slight mix of mangaverse. - Mun is generally nice and respects anyone that respects them - Triggers will be tagged upon request, basic ones will be automatically tagged - Blog may contain gore / blood / violence / torture due to the character.
- ~ * * * ~ - You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you. . . ?
“Well, because I’m the friggin’ principal of the biggest Academy in the East! But whatevs, you can just call me whatcha’ want you. I won’t judge. — What I’m capable of, heh? Well, don’t you think it’s much easier to show, rather than tell..?”
His eye gleams, indicating that a far more mischievous feeling is currently brewing inside of him.
" . . . And do i look like someone who cares. " A pause, " Show rather than tell. Interesting. This puppet's body means nothing to me either way, so if you're planning to attack it you're allowed. " Well that was disconcerting.
" I make a rhyme attempt and suddenly everyone is rhyming. " Good going you worthless death mask.
this is even funnier if you disregard the “ooc” tags
ooc; o h gosh
" This holiday is a waste of time, in all of my own honesty. Romance, love? Disgusting. Why not have a day for torture and death- that would be much more. . . entertaining. "
"Hm~" VIRUS giggled, looking Majora over, one pair of hands clasped behind himself, the other pair on his hips. "Well, that’s a shame. I can’t play with anything here, then— Very, very boring. But you’re not boring. I like you."
" . . . ah, so your games are limited to the technology you were rambling on about? what a shame. " Majora snickered, before holding his arms out to his sides. " For me. . . I can play with anything I want. I can rip someone apart from the inside out just for fun, turn someone sweet into a killer. . . drop the moon down onto this town, destroying it-- ah, but the last. . . the last one i've already tried. " With that, one of his hands shifted to is forehead, rubbing slightly. " Some ridiculous child decided to play with me and the puppet that I had that day. The whole thing ended with my little game being spoiled. That's enough about what I do, though. at least for now. I suppose i should be honored that you. . . 'like' me? "
" Got an even better one. Roses are red so are you. because you're dying and covered in blood. " that didn't even rhyme majora.
Small text shortcut for our computer (may apply to others) it’s right ctrl+shift+minus (between the 0 and the =/+) you have to hold down ctrl+shift then press minus key while the text you wish subbed is highlighted.
ooc; it would be easier to type if the sun wasn't directly in my eyes, to be honest
“Ooh — ! Threatening sounding, I like that.” He cleared his nonexistent throat, a puff of air emerging from his muzzle as he let his grin widen.
”My name is Monokuma! But you may also call me Principal. Or Headmaster. Nice to meet you, Majora..!”
And he thought his name was weird.
" A threatening sound is much less 'threatening' than a threatening action. " Majora muttered in return, " Sounding threatening is nothing to take pride in, commencing with threatening actions is much more efficient. Looking threatening seals the deal, and you are lacking in two of those three departments. I am not intimidated by you, nor am I threatened. I also do not know why you wish of me to call you Principal or Headmaster, for I am not in school or about to consider schooling for. . . " this puppet. For this puppet. But he would understand if it was some sort of strange obsession the other had with being called such. Nonetheless, Majora would not oblige it. " Tell me, Monokuma. Just what are you capable of. You're clearly not a human being. . . "
ooc; suddenly, everyone seems to be selective or semi-selective and i'm getting really intimidated to follow thinking 'am i even good enough'. sighs
" I am red and I am blue this is not romantic so please get killed by the moon. " nice.
”Heh..?”
He had never quite heard such a confident response to his greetings before. Most people got the chills when they heard Monokuma’s voice, or at the very least, asked who was there…
This was peculiar.
Emerging from behind the bushes, Monokuma gets his first good look at the one in front of him. A seemingly normal girl, at first glance. The claws, however, were a bit concerning.
"…I'm not scared! I'm neeeever scared.”
" Never ever? " The 'girl' then asked, her dull blue eyes blinking once before shifting down to look at the smaller bear. It wasn't exactly what Majora thought would be there, but that mask knew better than anything that 'looks can be deceiving'. The puppet's safety mattered little to the puppeteer though- the body could be ripped apart for all it cared. Of course, for now though if Majora wanted to learn anything about the entity that was present before the puppet that he was controlling, he'd have to. . . be careful with his choice of actions and words. " Nonetheless. . . I am. . . " A name. God, he didn't really wish to use the name of the body, despite her simply being another denizen of clocktown. . . Then again only the mask salesman and link would recognize the name 'Majora', right? " . . . Majora. Who are you, threatening-sounding little thing? "
