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[evasion-finalist]

judesdetermination‌:

Jude took pause to the spirit’s sudden inquiry on his feelings. He did appreciate the offer, but for a random spirit to suddenly start asking about this sort of thing… Maybe this was Milla’s way of getting him to open up more without her here? He had always been fairly reserved about his own emotions – at least, the negative ones. Ever since the fight with Alvin in Hamil, Jude had started taking on more of his emotions on his own so as not to burden anyone. Jude wanted to – no, needed to stay strong. He was a public figure now. People looked up to him for a lot of different things.

But… this spirit didn’t know that.

Jude mulled it over, before letting out a soft sigh and deciding why the heck not? It’s not like telling someone about Ludger would make things worse. “I was just… thinking about a friend.” Jude said, trying to word things carefully. He didn’t know how in tune this spirit was with human emotions, so it was best to start slow and see where the conversation went. “He… He passed away recently.”

The spirit waited patiently, after all, he had asked the other a something that was not easy to answer– especially for someone like himself. Jude opening up about such feelings to anyone was a rare sight, he never did it. The only times he did it was when he felt he was finally able to be truly honest with how he felt in that one moment– that he was allowed to be emotional and share those emotions. In this scenario, he was not sure if such a thing would even work. It never happened to him in his own life after all… But he was about to find out.

“A… friend?” no, Jude was no fool. This only confirmed his suspicions for where the youngers thoughts lay. However, he could not act like he knew what he was talking about– even though he did, as it would give too much away. Out of respect, he fell quiet for a moment when Jude mentioned they had passed away– Ludger, had passed away. Jude knew all too well how hard that was on him. Even now? Looking back? It still pained his heart.

Time could heal however… It became more manageable. “I see…” pausing, before adding the rest on. “Were you close to this… friend?”

[judesdetermination]

Jude nodded in response to the spirit’s question, thinking back to the picture on his desk. “Yeah. Yeah I was.” Jude walked over and grabbed the picture in question, holding it up to him and giving it a soft sad smile. “He was one of the closest friends I had. He helped me a lot and...” Jude felt a lump start to form in his throat, and he stopped. He didn’t want to throw this spirit off. Jude thought it would be easier to talk about this but... maybe not. 

“I’m sorry, I... give me a moment.”

[extracurricular-murder-club]

judesdetermination‌:

Jude walked through the abandoned streets of Tokyo, a remote control in his hand and eyes to the sky. His friends generally told him his head was in the clouds, but in this case it was a bit more literal – he had finally convinced the Future Foundation to give him a drone that he could use to gather samples of the clouds. Since clouds were usually made up of water plus whatever other chemicals were in it, it hopefully wouldn’t be too much of an issue getting a better grasp on what exactly the chemicals were. He wore a cheese cloth and a bandana over his mouth and nose to keep from breathing in too many toxins.

In the mean time, Jude has used his first month or so setting up a large scale air purifier near downtown. He knew a lot of Tragedy survivors were still bunkered up there, and if he had any say in it they’d be able to survive. Jude checked his watch to see when he needed back to the lab – he was the only one in charge of making sure the air purifier actually was able to function, but considering how dense the pollution in the city was, he had to make sure to clean it out at least three times a day. 

Besides, more and more people were slipping into Despair’s ghastly grasp every second. It was getting dangerous for more reasons than the pollution anymore. 

Jude heard the sound of something moving behind him and jumped, quickly turning around and finding a girl behind him. She was pretty exposed; her mouth wasn’t even covered to protect her from the toxins in the air! 

“Hey!” Jude ran up to the girl, his urge to help her distracting him from what he was supposed to be doing. “You shouldn’t be walking around uncovered like that. Here.” Jude took off his bandana from his cheese-cloth-bandana combo and offered it to her. “It’s not much, I know, but I don’t have a gas mask. Put this on your face. It’ll help block out the toxins in the air a little bit.”

Junko Enoshima had been heading toward the epicenter of that sickly, healthy-smelling air, when she came across some sort of annoying, gnat-like creature, which buzzed around her making concerned noises and offering her garbage.

Junko spent a tenth of a second analyzing the most entertaining way to kill it, when her eyes lit upon the remote control in its hands (some kind of drone, if she wasn’t mistaken, and she very rarely was) and the clean lab coat it was wearing.  Some mental gears shifted.  Okay, so, scientist.  Backed by money for cool science toys, has a safe place to do his laundry, and young enough that he has to be unnaturally gifted at it if all these resources were being wasted on him.  The kid screamed Future Foundation.

Oh, it’d be a waste to break a fun toy like that so quickly.

Junko’s smile widened (or, at least, she definitely further bared her teeth), and she reached out and with a delicately manicured hand, plucked the bandana he was offering from his grasp.  “Gee, thanks!  I was wondering what smelled like a tire fire!  I didn’t want to mention it, in case it was just that you had a hygiene problem or something.”  She tied the bandana around her face and gazed at the surrounding buildings with wide eyes.  “I gotta be honest, this is my first time, you know… outside.  Since the Tragedy, I mean.  I didn’t know what to expect, but…”

She drew her gaze back to him.  Let her eyes linger on his, wide and vulnerable and frightened.  Clasped her hands to her chest, put a little tremble in her whole body, a sheltered idol coming face to face with the darkness of reality.  Small chance that he didn’t know who she was, might as well roll with it.  “I… I couldn’t stay cooped up inside anymore, safe, while people out here might be dying.  I had to know.”

[judesdetermination]

Hygenie problem?! Well she certainly was brash... at least she was polite about it?

Jude’s brows furrowed as the stranger told him her story. Her first time outside since the Tragedy? Jude thought for a moment; the girl in question looked familiar, but he couldn’t quite place his fingers on where he’d seen her. Either way, Jude completely understood how she felt -- before he had met up with the Future Foundation, Jude felt like he couldn’t do anything to help either. 

“I get how you feel.” Jude said, thinking for a moment. “But won’t your family be worried about you? It’ll be a pretty big shock if they find out you’re gone. Plus, it’s extremely dangerous out here -- on top of all of the air pollution, people have starting attacking each other.”

[judesdetermination]

Starter for @extracurricular-murder-club

—–

Ever since the biggest, most awful, most tragic event in human history happened, the world shifted into a more chaotic disposition. 

It had all started in Tokyo, but it rapidly spread throughout the rest of the world. War. Violence. Hunger. Pollution. Death. 

Despair.

However, the Future Foundation rose from the ashes of Hell to bring Hope back to the world. And in a small bunker in the middle of Tokyo itself, Jude Mathis was found and brought in to assist the world that needed to be saved so, so desperately. 

Jude Mathis: Ultimate Environmental Researcher. Had he actually been allowed to attend Hope’s Peak, that would have been his talent. But since the school had turned into a barricade for humanity’s last hope, Jude had been requested to do what he had been intending to do all along by the future foundation – build a way to stop the pollution in the air so that people could at the very least breathe.

And so, in a small, secluded office in the middle of the thick of things, Jude worked. The Future Foundation was watching over his shoulder as he gathered the necessary tools to study the chemicals in the air, and began to work through his way to fixing the problem given to him. He could do this. He had to do this.

[extracurricular-murder-club]

Junko Enoshima sat at a desk in a dark classroom, depressingly dated, garish wallpaper glaring down at her in an insult to all that was fashionable.  God, she hated the old building.  (But GOD she loved it; it was a feat of architectural genius when despair could breed like black mold in the wallpaper.)  Leaning over the back of the chair at the desk in front of her, frustratingly cheerful and oblivious to the suffocating gloom of their prison, Makoto Naegi reached across the desk and moved his bishop.

“I… think that’s check!”  He yipped it like a puppy.  Poor stupid thing never got the chance to win much, at chess or anything else.  Junko smiled simperingly at him.

“Oh my god, yes, it totally is.  You might actually be getting decent at this game?”

He flushed, pleased with himself, and rubbed the back of his head bashfully.  (It’d be really easy to grab that ahoge of his and yank on it, slamming his face against the chessboard and scattering the pieces across the linoleum.)  “Yeah, but it’s mostly just practice, right?  There’s not much else to do around here.  Anybody’d get pretty good at-”  Junko captured his king.  “-Oh.”

“Nah, I was wrong, you still suck.  Where’s that luck mojo when you need it, charity case?”

“Chess isn’t a luck based sport,” Makoto answered, losing infuriatingly gracefully.  Since somebody oughtta be flipping the board, and Makoto’s lazy ass was dropping the ball, Junko did the honors.  The desk struck the floor in a cascade of plastic chess pieces, and Makoto sighed heavily.  “Yeah, okay, maybe that’s enough chess.”

“Maybe you’re just boring as shit to win against,” Junko suggested, and stalked out of the room, leaving Makoto to clean up behind her.

Okay, yes, she was supposed to be playing the good little student, but the problem with the long game was that all the bits in the middle tended to draaaag.

She glided down the halls, sparse scatterings of classmates parting around her as if they could sense her mood despite that crescent moon of a frozen grin plastered across her face.  Makoto Naegi, that bitch-ass unselfish graceful loser bastard.  She’d been locked in here with him and his buddy-buddy classmates for months now, and nobody was foaming at the mouth from cabin fever and claustrophobia yet.  As satisfying as it was to be wrong once in a while (and really, she couldn’t have them killing each other until she had everything in place to do it properly) she’d hoped for at least a few cat fights.  All these cordial board games were going to kill her.

She tracked down Mukuro (dragged her away from a game of Shoji in the rec room, seriously, she was going to BURN all these board games) and ushered her into a quiet corner of the hallway.

“Hey, turn your ugly down about eleven notches, grab the wig, and cover for me for like, a couple hours.  If I have to play one more round of chess with Optimist Personified I’m gonna, like, fucking choke?”

“You’re sneaking out again?”  Mukuro’s voice was a low, worried hiss.  “That’s a big risk.”

“You’re not my mom, shit-tits.  What, you don’t want to go play baby games with your li’l kindergarten crush?  Be me for, like, literally an afternoon, it is NOT fuckin’ hard, you’re just lazy.”

Mukuro’s eyes shone brighter and brighter as she spoke, drinking in the delicious verbal abuse.  (Gross.)  “I guess I could cover for you for a few-”

“Sweet, yeah, super.”  Junko was already walking away.

They’d built this shelter, so of COURSE she’d made sure to install a little secret passage outside for herself.  Had to be available to supervise the troops once in a while, make sure the world was being broken to her satisfaction.  Mukuro was right, (Did she just think that?  Again, gross.) it was risky, but wasn’t that what made it fun?  She emerged at the back of the school, well out of line of sight of the Future Foundation’s surveillance cameras, and, feeling significantly better already as soon as she took that first breath of absolute poison, made to flounce off into the charred remains of Tokyo for a night on the town.

…Huh.  Actually, the air didn’t taste quite as toxic as usual today.  Either Kazuichi was slacking off, or the Future Foundation had finally gotten off their asses about the atmosphere problem.

Fixing that for them sounded like fun.

[judesdetermination]

Jude walked through the abandoned streets of Tokyo, a remote control in his hand and eyes to the sky. His friends generally told him his head was in the clouds, but in this case it was a bit more literal -- he had finally convinced the Future Foundation to give him a drone that he could use to gather samples of the clouds. Since clouds were usually made up of water plus whatever other chemicals were in it, it hopefully wouldn’t be too much of an issue getting a better grasp on what exactly the chemicals were. He wore a cheese cloth and a bandana over his mouth and nose to keep from breathing in too many toxins.

In the mean time, Jude has used his first month or so setting up a large scale air purifier near downtown. He knew a lot of Tragedy survivors were still bunkered up there, and if he had any say in it they’d be able to survive. Jude checked his watch to see when he needed back to the lab -- he was the only one in charge of making sure the air purifier actually was able to function, but considering how dense the pollution in the city was, he had to make sure to clean it out at least three times a day. 

Besides, more and more people were slipping into Despair’s ghastly grasp every second. It was getting dangerous for more reasons than the pollution anymore. 

Jude heard the sound of something moving behind him and jumped, quickly turning around and finding a girl behind him. She was pretty exposed; her mouth wasn’t even covered to protect her from the toxins in the air! 

“Hey!” Jude ran up to the girl, his urge to help her distracting him from what he was supposed to be doing. “You shouldn’t be walking around uncovered like that. Here.” Jude took off his bandana from his cheese-cloth-bandana combo and offered it to her. “It’s not much, I know, but I don’t have a gas mask. Put this on your face. It’ll help block out the toxins in the air a little bit.”

[judesdetermination]

Starter for @extracurricular-murder-club

-----

Ever since the biggest, most awful, most tragic event in human history happened, the world shifted into a more chaotic disposition. 

It had all started in Tokyo, but it rapidly spread throughout the rest of the world. War. Violence. Hunger. Pollution. Death. 

Despair.

However, the Future Foundation rose from the ashes of Hell to bring Hope back to the world. And in a small bunker in the middle of Tokyo itself, Jude Mathis was found and brought in to assist the world that needed to be saved so, so desperately. 

Jude Mathis: Ultimate Environmental Researcher. Had he actually been allowed to attend Hope’s Peak, that would have been his talent. But since the school had turned into a barricade for humanity’s last hope, Jude had been requested to do what he had been intending to do all along by the future foundation -- build a way to stop the pollution in the air so that people could at the very least breathe.

And so, in a small, secluded office in the middle of the thick of things, Jude worked. The Future Foundation was watching over his shoulder as he gathered the necessary tools to study the chemicals in the air, and began to work through his way to fixing the problem given to him. He could do this. He had to do this.

[eileanacheo]

im so proud of my son luke… makin friends and getting along with people… tales of the rays is so good to him

[evasion-finalist]

judesdetermination‌:

Jude nodded at the Great Spirit’s advice – it was true the last time Jude had seen any sort of lesser spirit, it was when he fought an unnaturally occurring amalgamation of them in Bermia Gorge with Milla, Rowen, Alvin, and Elize. Since then, Jude hadn’t seen any, and it would probably do more harm than good for lesser spirits to wander around. Especially with the use of spyrix still was happening. 

Jude was brought out of his train of thought when the Spirit asked him about him feeling better, causing him to blush a bit. “Was it that obvious I was upset? Sorry about that; I’ll be fine.”

For Jude to suddenly grow embarrassed at pointing that fact out… Ah, he was so predictable. Then again it was a version of himself he was… accidently and secretly confronting, of course he knew himself well. So hovering a little closer to the young researcher, he did his best to reassure him. “Only a little, you have nothing to be embarrassed or sorry for.” as for being fine? Jude wanted to tread this carefully, but if he let this go..? The worry here would be more he would give too much away, more than hurt his feelings.

“For a… human, you are good at hiding your emotions.” it was still hard for Jude to use that distinction, even now, hence the slight pause. “You did not seem fine a moment ago… Do you want to talk about it?” after all, hiding his form from the other like this? Jude could not do much. Even then… he doubted he could much even if he did show his whole self. It would only complicate matters and bring more questions into the mix that he could not all answer.

[judesdetermination]

Jude took pause to the spirit’s sudden inquiry on his feelings. He did appreciate the offer, but for a random spirit to suddenly start asking about this sort of thing... Maybe this was Milla’s way of getting him to open up more without her here? He had always been fairly reserved about his own emotions -- at least, the negative ones. Ever since the fight with Alvin in Hamil, Jude had started taking on more of his emotions on his own so as not to burden anyone. Jude wanted to -- no, needed to stay strong. He was a public figure now. People looked up to him for a lot of different things.

But... this spirit didn’t know that.

Jude mulled it over, before letting out a soft sigh and deciding why the heck not? It’s not like telling someone about Ludger would make things worse. “I was just... thinking about a friend.” Jude said, trying to word things carefully. He didn’t know how in tune this spirit was with human emotions, so it was best to start slow and see where the conversation went. “He... He passed away recently.”

[timidplum-deactivated20210614]

“Would you…maybe…like to go on a walk with me? If that’s not too lame.”

| Asking out starters |

| @judesdetermination |

“It’s not lame at all.” He needed to let him know that right off the bat. “And I would love to Jude. I enjoy going on walks really.”

[judesdetermination]

“Oh!” Jude’s face turned pink as he flustered for a moment, but he was obviously happy with the end result. “Great! Would you... would you be opposed to going now? I-if you can’t, that’s fine! I just.... really want to spend time with you.” Jude averted his gaze, the warmth in his face spreading to the tips of his ears. He felt like his face was going to burn off. Hopefully he wasn’t making this too awkward.

[judesdetermination]

me: I'm on lunch at work! I have an hour!! I should write replies to all of the people waiting for me!!!

also me: *scrolls through tumblr looking for icons instead of writing things like a damn fool*

[rpprompts]

For munday: send me questions about the mun, and my muse will answer them!

[evasion-finalist]

judesdetermination‌:

Jude’s eyes widened, taking a step back. “A great spirit?!” Jude echoed, obviously a bit shocked. He knew that there were other Great spirits other than the Four and Muzet, but he was under the impression that the majority of them were either in hiding like Shadow, or deceased and in Spirit Fossils like Maxwell or Celsius. 

Jude blinked at the question, before feeling his face warm. “Well, I was excited. I had never seen a singular lesser spirit by itself like this before. Though I suppose you being a great spirit makes more sense in that regard.” He gently tapped his temple, taking a moment to think. The spirit had a deeper voice, but not as deep as Efreet… and Gnome had a more childlike voice, so it wasn’t him either. Was there a new great spirit…?

He supposed that would come across as a shock for the younger. Most great spirits at… this point in time where in hiding and most still kept to themselves. Only a couple wanted to mingle with humans again in the ways they did in the past. This Jude here was one of those kinds of spirits. “Yes, a great spirit.” he confirmed. Oof this was hard though… He nearly said something else and had to clamp down on it. Not just be short and remove the clearly-knowledgeable aspect. But his mannerisms too.

“A lesser spirit would not survive for long outside of the spirit world on its own.” if the younger Jude were to see such a spirit, he should be more alarmed than amused, but he could understand where he was coming from. Lesser Spirits interacted with humans all the time, but only the more powerful of the spirits could exist for extended periods of time in the real world through summoning or their own means. Watching himself think like that… He was likely wondering what great spirit he was, though that was not something he could tell the other.

“But… if you did laugh?” bringing it back to that. “Are you feeling a little better?”

[judesdetermination]

Jude nodded at the Great Spirit’s advice -- it was true the last time Jude had seen any sort of lesser spirit, it was when he fought an unnaturally occurring amalgamation of them in Bermia Gorge with Milla, Rowen, Alvin, and Elize. Since then, Jude hadn’t seen any, and it would probably do more harm than good for lesser spirits to wander around. Especially with the use of spyrix still was happening. 

Jude was brought out of his train of thought when the Spirit asked him about him feeling better, causing him to blush a bit. “Was it that obvious I was upset? Sorry about that; I’ll be fine.”

[fireandfigures]

judesdetermination‌:

Jude had been instructing Mary on how to read Rita’s notes – her opinions and research on blastia had actually helped his spyrite research a great deal, and led him and his team into interesting directions that he more than likely wouldn’t had even thought of if it weren’t for the new information. It was nice seeing life and energy running through the lab again. 

Jude paused at the mention of his name, turning over to see Rita herself peeking through the door. “Oh, hey Rita!” Jude said, giving her a big smile. “How’s your research going?”

“I think it all depends on whether you think discovering new hypergolics is a good or bad thing.”

Good, in that Rita now had a new rocket fuel to play with. Bad, in how much she had to pay for lab repairs and apple gels.

“Here, I brought you something.” She placed a dull metal box on a clear spot on a table. It was rectangular, and about as long as Jude’s forearm.

Rita opened it to reveal four objects.  Rita picked up the first between her thumb and forefinger. The thing glittered in the light.

“That one’s a synthetic blastia. We used them right after the Adephagos Conversion, to deal with rampaging monsters.

“As the power source for Vesperias Mark III, to be specific.”

She turned it so that Jude could see it better. It looked like a four-bladed windmill, of the type the had in Sharilton. Instead of wood and canvas, this one’s frame was made of brass, and the vanes seemed to be slivers of gemstone. 

Sapphire, and Emerald, and Opal, and … Ruby?

“The things are damned expensive,” she added. “Especially since you can really only use them once.”

[judesdetermination]

Jude walked over to Rita to see what she brought to him, showing him the synthetic blastia. Jude raised his eyebrows as she described its uses, seeing the expensive stones they were made of. Just the thought of purchasing one of these made his wallet cry.

“It seems like they would be pretty useful in emergencies.” Jude stated, thinking for a moment. “I feel like these would be difficult for the general populace to get a hold of. Is this something you’d only use as a temporary power source? I think it’d be great if you could find a way to synthesize this sort of thing without damaging the environment while being able have them last longer.”

[showmeahero-archive]

[ironicicy]

shadowyin-yang said: Request idea: LUDGER PROPOSING TO JUDE

shinyuuu said: Congrats on getting 600 followers! > w <) I second the ludger proposing to jude idea~

I probably didn’t have to tell you I was yelling the whole time I was drawing this.

[timidplum-deactivated20210614]

| @judesdetermination​ liked for a small angel! |

Not really sure where he was the child looked for the nearest apparent grown-up to them. Quickly moving to take the hand of the young male they simply stood beside the other for a moment before looking up to him. “I don’t know where I’m at.”

[judesdetermination]

Jude jumped as he felt something -- no, someone -- grab his hand. Jude looked down and saw a small child looking back up at him, stating that he was lost. Jude relaxed a bit at that; it was unexpected, but he wasn’t going to just ignore a child in need. 

Jude kneeled down, getting on the child’s level. “Do you need help finding your family?”

[ironicicy]

I was digging through my storage art files and found a bunch of doodles I didn’t post here (I think). The last one is an unfinished version of a piece I posted here. I took this photo bc I wanted to draw a version where it was just Jude alone but I got too sad so I didn’t.

[judesdetermination]

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Dark Munday Questions!

1) Do you prefer writing angst threads over fluff threads? 

I like to have an even balance if I can! I do enjoy good angst, but I also love me some fluff. <3

9) Do you like supernatural plots?

YES. SO MUCH. I am willing to do most anything with Supernatrual AU’s you don’t even kNOW.

21) Do you get inspiration from dark or dramatic sources in media, like books and movies?

I get some inspiration from shows and games and stuff, yeah! The big one right now is Dangan Ronpa, but I like other stuff too.

22) Does your character get angry often?

Honestly, not really. Jude is a pretty patient guy, and he only ever gets angry if someone pushes his buttons juuuust right.

[mochizuke-creates]

Still gay as hell for these losers.