Color Me Curious
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@jesusbeamz-blog
Oh, because there’s a difference? A useless wing is probably worse than a removed. You really ought to have them amputated, don’t you think?
I’m ever so glad that there’s no guilt put on me. Why I would be heartbroken if you were upset with little ol’ me.
“And I would guess that you would be the one eager to perform the amputation? Regardless, I’d rather keep my current wings rather than have them chopped off. Oh, and I’m sure that any traces of guilt would surely weigh heavily on your heart.”
If you insisted, I could not resist the call of a friend in need. I am a humanitarian, after all. Even if you're not human, but a mindless, false-winged beast.
Broken wings which will never fly again seem little more than deadweight, to me. And you're so petty, as a quick visit to the HG would have them entirely healed. On that bad of terms with them? And to think, they recruit my Producer for tasks all the time.
jesusbeamz said: Oh, how cute, an Angel without wings. Your HG is truly forgiving to allow such a monstrosity, hm? Or, perhaps you’re too frightened to tell them… sad.
“I never said that I didn’t have them anymore, I just said that they were useless, something that is no thanks to you at all.”
Oh, because there's a difference? A useless wing is probably worse than a removed. You really ought to have them amputated, don't you think?
I'm ever so glad that there's no guilt put on me. Why I would be heartbroken if you were upset with little ol' me.
Reblog if I can leave you a sexually uncomfortable message.
Noose, don’t you dare hit that reboolog button… DON’T YOU DA
Red&Black (Open RP)
Scar tissue eventually scabs over and fall off, just like how its marks eventually fade. Wounds are just physical mistakes in a sense. We learn from mistakes, just like how our skin toughens up from a wound. I might’ve been hurt, but I am better off now. I-I guess that it could have been accomplished with more finesse, but that is now only something to keep in mind for the future.
O-oh… I suppose that is a justified reason to be drunk. I really hope that running into me helped slow you down from speeding down that path - and if so, then you have nothing to apologize for and I’d be every so thankful to happen across the universe gap. It’s not in my place to pry about what brought it about, but it warms me to hear that you’ve gotten better!
Hee hee! Then you’re talking to the best individual regarding that matter! I think what I’ve realized, after the Game, that happiness isn’t something that is made, or something that you obtain after passing a milestone. But you’re right; others can’t make you happy. I once heard that happiness was not a destination, but a direction. It’s really hard to find that path, especially since misery loves its company so. I too realized that I wasn’t happy even with my dreams intact. I can’t give you a recipe, but I can certainly try my best to help you. Let’s see… do you recall anything recently that has made you feel happy? That might be a good place to start.
It depends on how resilient your skin is, though. Some scars can take a long time to heal... some never fully do. You were a pleasant distraction, Rhyme. I'm not entirely sure how that day would have gone otherwise--I got in quite a bitch fit with Kitaniji afterwards. Heehee~.
Yes, I realize that happiness is an active route. If you get lazy, you might end up getting turned around back down towards misery. No one makes me miserable, though: I do so to myself, somehow. Or, perhaps, misery breeds due to the void of happiness or ... something sappy like that. Truly happy? Nothing recently. Sexual interactions give me a feeling similar to happiness--pleasure of the body, but not the spirit, or what have you.
Red&Black (Open RP)
N-no no!! I’m not upset, just… I haven’t thought about that in awhile. But that is not of your doing! Well I mean, not on purpose. I reiterate that it’s certainly fine. The past is behind us, and what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, hee hee.
No worries, I wouldn’t ask something like that in the first place. A compliment forced isn’t as meaningful as a true compliment - and I don’t see any gain in that, for either of us or anything. Instead I was thinking… so ah, this is going to sound really dumb okay… But that night, you had mentioned about my lost dreams and future. So, if it by any means okay with you, if we could just, well, talk. Talk about you! What your dreams were, or are. Why you feel as though you can’t make friends. Why you were drunk in the first place. I mean, when is the last time you’ve had the chance to just have a heart to heart? I— I’m sorry that was dumb, I shouldn’t have suggested that.
What doesn't kill you, wounds you. Those wounds can either heal completely, infect you, or scar over. The foremost is forgetting and forgiving, the second neither forgetting nor forgiving, and the final forgiving but not forgetting. Scar tissue is rougher, thicker skin... but also a constant, irritating reminder. So, you're iterating that you're hurt.
It's quite alright, dearest. It's an excellent suggestion: I know you enjoy helping people, you curious little kitten. Gods, it's been long enough, I can't remember why I was drunk. I don't think I was depressed, but--oh... right. I was suicidal at that point, so yes, I suppose I was depressed. I was just sick of it all: I didn't like anyone, including myself. I've gotten better since.
My dreams, though? That depends on what dreams, or--when, rather. As of now, I don't really have a dream: I've realized that others cannot make me happy, so it's up to myself to do so. And I'm doing a terrible job, so, there's that.
Red&Black
“Um… well, it’s a bit late, but… yes. I suppose that couldn’t hurt. Be courteous to Megumi, or try to avoid him altogether,” he purses his lips, grabbing to and leaning on the other’s arm.
“Promise you’re not planning anything dastardly?” he attempts to lean all the closer. “I don’t want anything to go wrong.”
“I’d rather avoid. He’d probably get really factoring pissed just from seeing me.” He shrugged, letting the other lean against him, but starting to lean a little away the closer he got. “Promise, promise! Let’s just go already.”
"Probably, he rather hates Taboo," he giggles, wrapping a finger in his hair. "Okay, go-od," he hums, letting go of his arm and heading towards Shibuya River.
"Have you ever thought of starting a business? Def March made their band, Kariya and Yashiro have one another, but what about you? I think you need some good-ol' human interaction... you don't have that many friends here, right?"
Red&Black
Well…I like ‘living’. So… I’m fine with just seeing it. I won’t step into it, kinda don’t want my guts subtracted from my body.
Seeing it is all I really want anyways.
Alright, good! You probably deserve to, anyways—I mean, my Producer and Conductor have seen it, and you’re our only reliable Game Master. Heehee.
So, when do you want to come over, Mister ‘Moto?
Can we go now? Y’know, before you subtract all this guilt from your system and I get factored over by it.
"Um... well, it's a bit late, but... yes. I suppose that couldn't hurt. Be courteous to Megumi, or try to avoid him altogether," he purses his lips, grabbing to and leaning on the other's arm.
"Promise you're not planning anything dastardly?" he attempts to lean all the closer. "I don't want anything to go wrong."
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A: Are you a virgin?
B: 3 biggest pet peeves
C: Celebrity crush?
D: If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?
E: Do you smoke?
F: Do you drink?
G: If you had to rank yourself on a scale of 1 to 10, what would you be?
H: Longest relationship and with who?
I: 5 turn ons
J: 5 turn offs
K: What's the biggest lie you have ever told?
L: Would you ever date someone of another race?
M: What is your sexual orientation?
N: Top 5 traits you look for in a person that you want to have a relationship with
O: Who are you crushing on right now?
P: Who is your bestfriend?
Q: Your guilty pleasure?
R: Who was your first kiss?
S: Do looks matter to you?
T: What kind of underwear are you wearing?
U: How big is your penis or for a girl, how big are your boobs
V: How far have you gone?
W: Do you like it when people play with your hair?
X: Are you circumcised?
Y: Do you name your private parts?
Z: Do you pee in the shower?
Red&Black
Well…I like ‘living’. So… I’m fine with just seeing it. I won’t step into it, kinda don’t want my guts subtracted from my body.
Seeing it is all I really want anyways.
Alright, good! You probably deserve to, anyways--I mean, my Producer and Conductor have seen it, and you're our only reliable Game Master. Heehee.
So, when do you want to come over, Mister 'Moto?
Red&Black
Oh, so you ain’t actually sorryfor nothin’. You jus’ feel guilty.
Boo-hoo, asswipe! Go jump off a bridge. That’s immedious, ain’t it?
I suppose so. I felt justified and correct in my actions, and it's only now I'm second-guessing them. I feel almost drunk; perhaps I inhaled some toxin...
Ah, regardless, yes! Jumping off a bridge I can do. Any in particular? I'm restrained to Shibuya, of course.
Red&Black (Open RP)
“And said dimensions were ripped apart by your hands, I would assume?” He sighed, reaching a hand up to run through his hair. “Don’t answer that. I’m not sure whether I want to know the real answer to that question. To be quite honest, I’m not sure what to do with you other than just letting you stew in your guilt-ridden misery.”
"Well, they--oh, alright. I'll keep my lips sealed," he frowns, then gives a nod. "As I already said: if that's what you wish, then so shall it be. Being plagued by guilt may be the best way for me to repay my misdeeds towards you. It is an uncommon occurrence, after all..."
Red&Black
Then I want you to just lay down, and relax. Take care of yourself for today, alright? All I really want is to see you happy really.
I--suppose I can do that. You're the only one who I might actually feel guilt for, rather than being infected with regret like the others. I missed you at the little Christmas get-together we planned. Busy, again?
Red&Black (Open RP)
“Didn’t you still have a ball n’ chain anyway?” A crazed one at that, “Think you told me enough times not to use your name, so that’s more than enough of a signal.” Well, that and insults in-between with the odd pet names. Not that it phased the former GM in the least. There was a shrug of his shoulders. What he thought about the peculiar relationship they held didn’t really make much of a difference now did it? He hated to linger on past endeavors.
“You Joshua’s can be > trouble than you’re worth. Falsely? You should know I’m not so simple minded even if you were letting me do whatever I wanted to your body. A composer isn’t anymore immortal as the last one.” With the taboo refinery sigil’s he’s placed around the city in undisclosed spots death wasn’t something to worry about. Especially since he’s been working on improving it. “Doubt anything will = to even rather than odd, but since you brought it up let me take you out.”
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"I was never married to him. I'm not sure how close we ever really were. We're on a break right now. I don't think we're officially broken up, for political reasons, but I don't have much hope," he gives a soft giggle. "I find my real name to be very personal, as you know. Virtually no one has called me such regularly since I became Composer; it's Joshua and the various forms of," he fluffs back his hair.
"Oh, but do you know how the last Composer came to death? What if it was willingly, and we are truly immortal as far as our will carries us? Don't assume you can kill someone who rules an entire city," he giggles lightly. Oh, that was a bit mean--and surprisingly, he didn't feel too bad about it. Perhaps these guilt-harboring effects were beginning to wear off.
"Take me out?" he looks a bit shocked, shaking his head. "No, no, no. I'm sorry, but no matter what guilt I feel, I can't let your remove me from my throne. I must continue living for the sake of the city, and--... oh. You mean go on a date, don't you? Silly me. I'dloveto, it'd be my pleasure."
Red&Black
Yo, if dis is a joke, I dun’ get it.
I ain’t even gonna count all the ways you make me mad, but if you wanna make it up—
Just go away. Don’t come near me, or Neku, or Rhyme, or anybody else, ever. Cool?
Unfortunately, I'm trying not to do extended things? I mean... I'm feeling bad now. I might stop in the future, so I'd rather do something immediate, if possible. I can try to stay away from you all, though.
