LEADER

[kurus-u-blog]

diggin' the name change, my dude.

ooc; You got a sharp eye, really glad you like it ~!  Thank you for the kind support shady grey. 

[beautyisworthagif]

[kurus-u-blog]

🔫 pew pew

Send 🔫 to point a gun at my muse’s heart.

•••   IN A MOMENT OF EXASPERATION HE STARED DEATH IN THE EYE —- this battle had gone wrong. In high spirits they marched within the belly of Mementos, singing praises and frolicking in the mobile vehicle’s innards; shame that they did not ignore this foe.  As the reaper of the tunnels emerged, vexed, he relentlessly engaged them all in battle.  A sore mistake, now in the present time, Joker’s silhouette remained almost lifeless on the floor.   The fiend had brainwashed all but he, and whilst Haru && Makoto battled one another for supremacy, Joker’s dilated eyes peered at the towering frame.

       The irony, to be at gunpoint by Panther of all people.  Slowly but surely in all this regret, he made one last stand, tall && confident that this battle wasn’t yet lost. ‘’  Panther, you have to snap out! ‘’  Peering fervently over the coat, his eyes remained solely focused on her eccentric gaze. ‘’  Remember who you are, who I am... ‘’  Coughing a seemingly faint stream of blood, Joker’s methodology relied on luck && faith.  Loud gunshots and rapid blows exchanged in the background, a blur of the others battling … soon the reaper would make its last move too.  Our protagonist couldn’t permit this finale to be that monster’s grand debut. ‘’  You can make it, you still want to go back to Shiho…  right? ‘’

[kurus-u-blog]

🔫 (With Akira's own gun ♥)

Send 🔫 to point a gun at my muse’s heart. // Accepting

•••   SKIPPED CLASS, TOOK A WRONG TURN —- and thus an unforeseen meeting took part in the shadows of an alleyway.   ‘’ Envy . , ,?! ‘’  A name came to the surface, spoken out traumatically.  Who could have known that the shadow in Mementos was in actuality a human being ??  None and that grave mistake brought some grave consequences.  As the maniac in Akira’s eyes encroached at a fast speed, the high-schooler took a step back, inconveniently tumbling against a trash bin. Blood running cold, blurred vision due to unexpected fear, soon after came a  blow to the face making our protagonist fall on his posterior.

       It left him bruised, but above all else, simply terrified  In silence he found solace, but words wouldn’t come out to daylight regardless of it all. The thug conveniently picked up a model gun, believing it to be real due to its authenticity; luck smiled on this Trickster today.  Gun cocked, barrel pressed onto the victim’s chest; checkmate.  ‘’  … I … Is this about the cross? ‘’  Momentary flinches in speech gave weakness away, but he was far too fearful of losing his life prematurely.  Envy’s whole aura exuded a dangerous level of irrational … one couldn’t even predict what should be happening. ‘’  . . . I’ll give it back… ‘’

[nmsys]

[kurus-u-blog]

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Send 🔫 to point a gun at my muse’s heart. // Accepting

•••   DEATH CAME DRESSED IN PRETTY SILKS — it arrived unannounced && ready to claim without a second thought.  Having barely attempted on entering Leblanc, our protagonist’s nerves became unbalanced at the silhouette mirrored on the door glass.  It appeared to be quivering, unsure, wielding a pistol.  Could it be ??  Was this meant to be it ??  Turning tail to better acquaint the situation, Joker’s eyes widened in suspense and shock for it was her;  Haru. What came over her mind was beyond his realization, but he couldn’t let it all go to waste just like this. ‘’ Haru . . wait… ‘’  

       An elevated tone, a sign of desperation. The abyss awaited for a new soul, and in these turbulent times, his essence was more than welcome in joining the masses of the dead. Joker slowly but surely approached the confused teammate, a hand outstretched in spite of fear.     ‘’  It’s alright, you can talk to me . . ‘’  In time the barrel’s hollow gun smooched sweetly into his chest, pressing gently into the ribcage.  He desired to bestow a sense of safety onto her, whilst fear gripped at his heart and tore it asunder — almost as if he’d faint soon.  ‘’  … give me the gun, it’s fine. “

[kurus-u-blog]

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Send 🔫 to point a gun at my muse’s heart. // Accepting

•••   TIME FOR REDEMPTION WAS NIGH —- a righteous Kinghad returned, notorious && crowned by the public.  Joker’s feats indeed had turned the tide,but, his inner demon had not been quelled. Now as they stood apart by simple division, our antagonist’s handtauntingly gripped at Joker’s gun by the barrel; a test.  ‘’  Idare you. ‘’  This twisted fate could notbe unravelled unless the guillotine severed both their heads, thus the Shadowpulled the barrel and pressed it firmly at the ribcage: pinpointing a bleak&& rotten heart.  In this sordid horror,he beamed a sickening smile; in his mind laid all the machinations linked toJoker’s downfall after all.

[kurus-u-blog]

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Send 🔫 to point a gun at my muse’s heart. // Accepting

•••   SO IT SEEMED, SO IT SHOULD BE —- and thus the Skull of Rebellion perched a flag of dominion over the Joker’s campaign.  In this ghoulish world where hope became faint, the sign of betrayal could only be paid in blood.  Our protagonist’s fervent eye peered fiercely over a shoulder, capturing the splendid steel which gilded his companion’s shotgun.  Troublesome, it brought worry && without a doubt a trace of fear unravelled inside Joker’s ribcage, like a sickness devouring all which was just. ‘’  … What’s gotten into you? ‘’  Blatantly asked, he wanted to diffuse the situation before it became worse … irreversible.

       Swallowing hard and turning to better acquaint this new danger, Joker’s mind raced fiercely to find a means to turn the table. ‘’  Why are you pointing that at me?? ‘’  Hands tucked inside the innards of his coat, grasping at unseen armaments in case it all became worse.  Their teammates were yet to catch up, therefore this was a battle between two flaring stars: their shine would eventually snuff one another.  These signs of jealousy were stricken by a fiend in the shadows, that promiscuous succubus had invoked a sickness in Skull’s judgement, and now, it was all down to self-will and power to fight the need.

                                        Would he pull the trigger?

[marcegarcia89]

[cardiophilecabaret]

Send 🔫 to point a gun at my muse’s heart.

[kurus-u-blog]

gives catnip

NO CLUE WHAT IT WAS, it looked like cat food.         Filled Morgana’s bowl, oblivious to the powercatnip held.

[kurus-u-blog]

//But the question is... be that phantom booty just as nice?? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

10 / 10 fitness, be free to grab but– careful, his knife is long.

[kurus-u-blog]

𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙰 𝙲𝙰𝚃:

                violet optics with specks of gold and blue stared down the boy for only mere moments before she had enough of that. she needed to calm the fussing kitten. that was indeed a difficult task when you had someone seated next to you. why were animals such a hassle, and why was it this one that she decided to help out ?? ignorance was feigned to the growing meows. apparently the kitten finally had enough as it popped its head out of her jacket like a criminal attempting to make a break from their jail cell. “ no. ” she hisses at the calico kitten.

•••   THERE IN BROAD DAYLIGHT WAS THE CRIMINAL, furry && deadly coated in cuteness.  It brought clear memories of Morgana’s behaviour, all too similar.  Our protagonist did not shun whoever the owner was, better to keep your loved ones nearby than leave them behind.  Regardless of the ordeal, Akira’s hand nimbly retrieved a few feline biscuits, originally meant to feed the kitten waiting back at home for a full bowl.  ‘’  Here, this might help. ‘’  An open palm remained near the feline’s nose, permitting the scent of dry contents to re-ignite its interest.  Our protagonist felt proud, a little too proud that one could have sworn that sparkles were orbiting around his head.

[kurus-u-blog]

𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙾𝚃𝙾:

She had never intended for it to get this far. She never wanted it. At some point, thoughts and mannerisms had become irreversible. She learned to manage, despite this. Up until this year, she had been on her own. Within the last few months, these notions were challenged. Suddenly, she was face with friends who wanted to be there for her. But she couldn’t… She didn’t know how to. There were a thousand and one excuses she could, but knew he wouldn’t accept.

His arms around her caught her off guard. Makoto tensed up at first. To be held suddenly was a lot. When was the last time she had been embraced? “Uhm..,” she started. How long? Even she couldn’t tell, for sure. It had become the norm for her. They had once disguised how the student body thought she was a robot too. So, how long had she hid her emotions? “I don’t know… It’s just part of who I am, now…”

---- I could feel her heartbeat: it was weak,  pleading for a saviour.

•••   QUIETNESS REIGNED FAST, in this moment her drum of life could be faintly heard --- if not felt.  Feeble && torn asunder, Makoto Niijima proved to her leader that she too could bleed in more ways than one.   Our protagonist’s ribcage constricted as his lack of experience in this field was yet poor, not enough kindness as some would say.   His nursing arms remained coiled around her exterior, an embrace that wouldn’t last but perhaps it could heal.  In a moment, so crucial he almost forgot that they could’ve been watched, it was as if the world became no more but a white canvas; a realm fit for the two.

    ‘’ Alright. ‘’  A decisive answer brought forth from his masculine voice, he had an idea.  Pulling apart until warmth disconnected, Akira’s embrace evaporated until only his hands rested on her shoulders.  In this turn of events, he had a smile, something superficial && clearly faked sympathy --- did she forget that she also treated him that way ??  It wasn’t about him regardless nor could she figure if his honesty was crystal clear or not: Joker was excellent at fooling all in the deck.  ‘’ It’s a longshot, but I could help you being less difficult to others. ‘’  He reciprocated a clear && hopeful proposition. ‘’ How does that sound? ‘’

[kurus-u-blog]

                          “……?!”

⇛罪┇First it was obscure, dream-like MONSTERS chasing him down an equally SURREAL WORLD, && now, a fairy-tale criminal with a loaded GUNhad him on some sort of ‘hold up’. Not to mention ‘tie up’. Funny, right? If not slightly bullsh*t. Just  W H A T  was this maddening place? Was it even REAL..?? Blinking once, blinking twice, Envy mentally struggled to comprehend before pale-thin lips ‘somewhat’ stuttered out the ONLY information successfully processed; “I..  I don’t have money though….”

Did this person maybe take him for one of THOSE things?? Well - to be fair - he kinda ‘was’ managing to SHOOT at his ghostly mother && admittedly enough, she wasn’t exactly a ‘beauty queen’ so THAT’S something alright.Why such shitty mask though?? Envy could TOTALLY make out his facial features without even ripping it off. But, back to the TOPIC && GUN at hand! “Uhhh… do you accept items…?”

@delightful-envy is on a holdup

            Load, cock, pull the trigger --- POW !! POW !!  --- warning shots fly.

  •••   THIS IS HOW A STORY BEGINS, in the depths of Mementos between two unfortunate souls in a dog eat dog world.  Smoke emanated from the holes perforated around the victim’s presence, proof that each shot was REAL; leave dreams for the fools who remain oblivious to rebellion.  ‘’ Heh, I can accommodate that. ‘’ Arrogantly && blatantly spoken, our criminal’s hollow barrelled gun contently remained pointed at the victim.  This was so much fun, so MUCH FUN that he couldn’t give it up no matter what. As proof of this addiction, the savage sneer && fervent gaze brought the promise of future ruination for the victim, if those cards weren’t played correctly.

         Crow black clown boots tapped onto the solid cement, minding any rails which could prove inconvenient.  Joker joined Envy under the spotlight, his hand wrapped in crimson leather shamelessly grasped onto the victim’s raven locks. ‘’  I’ll take something of my choice then. ‘’ Releasing the grasp whilst keeping eye contact, our criminal ignored any groans from the pain fleetingly inflicted; he secretly enjoyed it !!  The shameless palm massaged across the youth’s torso, stomach and eventually thighs: those plump && pleasant hips filled with the right amount of meat.  

       ‘’ I like this, think I will keep it as a souvenir. ‘’ Retrieving a heavy cross: gilded with black gold & rubies, Joker kept the gun pointed whilst retreating back into his original spot. This was a hold-up, after all, executed in the midst of night in this kingdom of sin --- and now he waited for the person’s turn to actually respond.

[jmpalmerpoems]

[kurus-u-blog]

(  ▒▒  ♛  ▒▒  )      “ … a fun fair ? “ well, she didn’t have many plans today. there was a new comic coming out, but she could wait for that. this sounded so much more interesting. “ i don’t see why i shouldn’t, “ red lips twitched into the smallest of smiles.

@beepbocp was invited to the funfair. / continued ask.

•••   ‘’ I’ve been given two tickets, I won them from the scratch cards. ‘’   Nonchalantly spoken, a hand subconsciously massaged the posterior of his skull to relax his nerves.  Makoto wasn’t precisely a keen soul which sought fun, quite the contrary, in fact, she was the OPPOSITE.  Regardless as her tutor in charge of changing her methodology, he thought this to be a good chance.  ‘’ Take this as a study trip, you’ll be taught how to be normal around others. ‘’