Dreamlike Reality

{Autoplay} Citta Affiliated. Housed in A-3. Retains Teleportation [x3 a day] and has a Wooden Bedframe. .

[steponmebrother-blog]

            Time is relative in the case of Jin Kisaragi’s return to the clinic. That boy’s weight and general disposition weighed on his mind every now and again– a source of ANNOYANCE for him, really. A deserter once founded on the extremes of independence finds himself concerned for another individual. This wasn’t exactly unheard of, though: rarely does a day go by where he doesn’t think about HER. In this Hive, helpless to save her… though, consciously aware that portions of the troublemakers are also here, as well do put him somewhat at ease. Somewhat.

            Ah, damn it.

            Nevertheless, he finds himself back at the clinic, a surprise visit ( a surprise to even the workers who colored him as an individual preferring to keep distant, which… honestly is not untrue at all ) for the sickly, sleepy boy. Litchi’s clinic had always felt… HOMEY. It felt strange. Too foreign. Too friendly.

            “Are you even alive?”

            What a greeting.

insultingbed

[insultingbed-blog1]

He’d been asleep for quite a while, after his little bid for, what was it again, freedom? Tch...once again freedom does not equate to, well, equality. How long had he been asleep? Days? Weeks? No matter, sleep was a state that was natural to him, yet felt oppressing at the same time. After all, it was upon entering the city that he was able to remain awake for any sort of time whatsoever.  

However, a voice directed toward him was what he was drawn to in this slumber, and he would crack open his eyes to see himself in an unfamiliar surrounding, the panic not showing in his expression, but at how he just completely froze altogether. 

     “If I wasn’t then I wouldn’t be answering you would I not but then again perhaps that’s what you were hoping honestly why would you even ask that if you knew already what was going on?”

Damn, his voice sounded shakier than normal. He closed his eyes for a moment--nearly a mistake as he visibly struggled to open them once more. Physical actions were just so...tiring, after all, compared to the world he held sway over in his own mind. 

Finally, however, an honest question sprang forth. 

     “...Why am I here? Where IS here, exactly?”

[insultingbed-blog1]

whxtscolor

     “Well hello there is that what I’m supposed to say before anything else I do believe that is the case actually yes I’m right so yes hello hi greetings bonjour or whatever greeting someone like you accepts hello.”

The one thing that had tipped him off was this stranger’s look of complete naivette, with that smile and voice as they wandered around, it frustrated Bedman that they didn’t seem to understand the current situation. 

So he would proceed cautiously, as not to startle the other before potentially crushing whatever this individual once held dear. 

Consider it a lesson of sorts. 

     “You are as they would say quite the sunny character are you not, with that smile you pretty much light up a room but please at least answer my question I have for you. Why are you so cheerful in this place, that is something I must know, to be honest.”

[insultingbed-blog1]

analytyx

Ah, a familiar face. Not to say that he didn’t much care for them, but at least there was someone who may actually be worth paying attention every once in a while when they weren’t spouting narcissistic nonsense. 

Before they had a chance to join the other idiots by the water, Bedman felt it right to make a comment on this situation as a whole. 

     “If this is but a filler episode with no plot, does this mean all those close to the water are minor characters destined to fade into the background? If so then I wish you farewell before you fade as well.”

     “Such is the fate of a city’s summer arc, as they say. Everyone becomes a supporting role with nobody to become the main character.”

     “After all, the concept of freedom does not mean that everyone is equal. Please do remember that, background character number forty five.”

[insultingbed-blog1]

magatsudetective

For no discernable reason, people were running toward the water. Bedman himself was here without his bedframe, unable to walk but teleporting here instead. That may or may not have been a poor idea, for the heat was already starting to get to him, even though he lay in the shade against a tree, enjoying the sand against his skin as he just stared. Stared at the idiots who...were fumbling about in the water. 

Jealous? No. Confused? Yes. 

Finally, someone was passing by near enough to Bedman that he had to speak out. 

     “Hey you...if you would, would you please tell me just what those bumbling idiots, that supposedly represent humanity as we know it in the eyes of the scientists, are doing? I see no point whatsoever here, and being pointless is being inefficient, which means that they are just...incomprehensible.”

A quick glance over the other’s features. 

     “Please tell me you’re capable of answering that, and actually will answer that for me, thank you very much.”

[gear-project]

Any ideas on who is Delilah ? Bedman refers to this person in Elphelt's IK and another time in the story mode. Could it be someone he genuinly care about ? Is it his employer ? Or another unknown Valentine ?

Bedman bears a close affiliation to her.

Keep reading

[insultingbed-blog1]

((Random Appreciation Message! I love your url -gigglesnorts- And also your characterisation, 1A <3))

[insultingbed-blog1]

[well well well...a mini event? I’m a little excited about this, though my muse...not so much. Nonetheless, feel free to torment him as I place down an rp ad for those who wish to interact. This will be related to the event, and as such, there will be no cap.]

[dynastywarriors-deactivated2018]

Theme song jokes.

Lazy joke attempt is lazy

[pearlchevalier]

“Unfortunately I didn’t think to invest in a parasol before the full weight of summer hit… But this heat is awful, isn’t it?”

He languidly fans himself with a hand. Apparently he isn’t insulted by the observations on his… Delicateness, so to speak.

“I do have an umbrella, if you need to take cover.”

[insultingbed-blog1]

A small smile was offered to the other, Bedman’s head dipping slightly in a nod of agreement. 

     “The heat might well, be awful, but this is my fist time experiencing such a thing while awake so I intend to endure it as much as I can so I am able to complain along with the majority of people saying things such as it’s far too hot.”

     “Your words are surprisingly kind and I thank you for the offer, but I was going to be the one offering you shade if you so needed it.” 

With that, the arm of his bedframe raised, makeshift hand outstretched, to cast shade upon the other. Just for a bit of amusement, a whim perhaps. Perhaps the heat had gotten to his head already, who even knows. 

     “Perhaps you will be able to find one at the store, right? That is where one goes to purchase things, correct?”

[insultingbed-blog1]

thebeautyfoundinoblivion

     “Well hello there if it isn’t the one who is going to outlive all of their friends. That aside it is interesting to meet someone, well, interesting to a degree wouldn’t you think? It just so happens that you fill at least part of that category, to be frank.”

[insultingbed-blog1]

pearlchevalier

     “I’m surprised one like yourself isn’t completely withered in the sunlight by now. You do seem the type to have a parasol or perhaps fate has denied you one well whatever don’t mind me honestly.”

[sin-kiske-blog-deactivated20211]

GGXrd　ログまとめ１ / なぞめろ

[insultingbed-blog1]

[insultingbed-blog1]

     “If there’s something called a beach episode then what else is there left of the proverbial fourth wall to break? It’s almost as if well let me just say that since the scientists are observing us, then would this simply be what would some would call a filler episode with no plot thus far?”

     “Why don’t you all just look at the camera and give a big wave to the audience, because hell why not there are far too many variables here for me to comprehend this at all.”

[insultingbed-blog1]

✍

Send “✍” And I’ll draw your muse.

[insultingbed-blog1]

✍

Send “✍” And I’ll draw your muse.

[insultingbed-blog1]

hI, aDVICE, i THINK MY FRIEND HAS BLACK FEELINGS FOR ME AND, i DON'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH THAT,

     “Calm down, calm down, your anxiety is something I can feel over here and honestly quite honestly though I don’t know what ‘black’ feeling are per se but I can make a guess that since black is often related to hate and other such emotions that perhaps black feelings can be considered platonic hatred, which can be good in a sense but the way you word it is as if you do not reciprocate them, seeing as you used the word ‘friend’. 

     “Now consider this–did you do or say anything that could have been misinterpreted for these black feelings because if so this whole situation could be chalked up to miscommunication but that would just be far too simple now would it?”

     “Look over your past actions and or look over their past actions to find that one point in particular that the attitude of what you call friendship changed into something darker than well, say, you supposedly pure mind I have no idea how your minds work but I must say you trolls have interesting dreams from what I’ve heard.”

     “Now I do believe that if there was a point where something broke there is a point where it can be mended so may I suggest actually talking it over with them because communication is more vital than people would think, especially if one is harboring feelings of solitude that you could not pick up on at all. Perhaps you unknowingly isolated them and they considered that a breach in protocol?”

     “Spend time with them and talk. Do something stupid to make the both of you laugh. Gradually take them away from these darker thoughts and into something lighter.”

     “Am I done here yes I do believe I am so please at least think for yourself and have confidence that you can actually make things better between the both of you.”

     “Ugh is this being nice gross that actually makes me a little ill no thank you okay thanks bye.”