some people get a freak out of me

boy with the broken halo

[hunterofgrimgar-blog]

She looked in curiosity to the feather he got from his crow friends. First of all, she was caught in amazement for seeing the male gets along pretty well with crows–she wanted to have animal friend too–and that friend of him also dropped a keepsake before flew off. How nice. She had been wanting an animal friend for a while, but never had any until this very moment.

“That’s… wonderful.” Yume answered. “If you make your own set of wings, will you fly like your friends? Yume wants to fly too!” 

[oddcrow-blog]

                                   ❝You betcha’!❞

He holds the feather between his thumb and index finger as he flails it around; he grazes it along his arms, his cheeks, his nose. There’s a content hum that comes out of his mouth when he does so.

                                 ❝Ehhh —— but I only have enough feathers for just me ～ !❞

[psiker-deactivated20170915]

“I laugh at nearly anything, even life itself because it’s such a joke. Nothing that goes on here seems to be serious enough for me to care.”

After all, if he’s dead then it’s not like he had to be worried about his life or anything, right? He still shuddered at the thought of possibly being a ghost, but he just saw himself differently to avoid that thought. The Esper kept his distance, arms kept folded across his chest. It was peculiar that his individual had his eyes closed, maybe there was a reason for that. Like with most, he simply didn’t care, it was just mere speculation.

“If I recall my world mostly worshipped the Goddess, El. However, I think a race of lizardmen worshipped dragons. – I couldn’t care less about the world’s culture, I just wanted to know about Nasods.” Cults and brutality, huh? Sounded like a mass of overly aggressive weaklings. 

“Elrios. I can’t say much of it due to my memories being hazy, but it was a land that seemed prosperous. Used to have an ancient robotic race until they became extinct, eventually, demons were attempting to invade and caused a lot of chaos. – My memory seems to stop there, I guess I died during the war and ended up here, but I can’t say for sure, kek.”

[oddcrow-blog]

                                             ❝Robots...?❞ 

The tilt of his head entails his confusion; never had he heard of such concepts. Lizardmen, maybe, but in his world they were called manaketes; in fact, calling them lizardmen was considered derogatory to some. 

                                              ❝War really is universal!❞

From the little bits he’s managed to pick up and actually understand this is really all he can say.

[mutekina-blog]

Hop, skip, jump went the farmer boy down the road of his new abode, bright eyes taking in the scenery of a bustling cityscape not far from the Yokohama he was stil getting used to, but yet foreign. Originating from a life at a farm where work were prioritised over education, Kenji still had many things he knew not of, and thus, the whole idea of an ‘afterlife’ was a concept he was still having troubles grasping. After all he was still here, well and healthy as ever, body sturdy and appetite in place.

Undefeated by the rain. Undefeated by the wind.

How could such a person have suffered his demise?

Beside both Atsushi and Tanizaki were here. He was certain that everyone else would appear over time as well and they’d start their detective business in this place as well.

Beside this place was bustling with life – such as the person over there, speaking macabre words with a jesting tone. Thoughtfully Kenji stopped in his track as if the question had been directed at him rather than just the populace in general. For a moment he emitted a low hum before finally reaching a satisfactory conclusion.

          – “ I see. Committing to the ecosystem, right? That way the birds will be happy as well because they get food! That’s pretty clever! ”

[oddcrow-blog]

                                 ❝The ecosystem? Nope! It’s just a nice picture to imagine.❞

He looks away, into the distance, with eyes ajar; a reflective glint in his irises. It’s an expression which one would assume his mind is working poetic justice on something sentimental. Or in some cases-- i.e.) Henry’s-- imagining a murder of succumb to their primitive instincts as they gorge on the slaughtered body of who they once called a friend. A bittersweet moment, really.

                                ❝That way my friends have a little me in them as remembrance!❞

He laughs-- it’s the essence of innocence, sweetness and ridiculous irony.

                               ❝Well, until they... y’know.❞

[callejxro]

“…”

“……”

“I WOULDN’T GO THAT FAR.”

[oddcrow-blog]

                               ❝Far?❞ 

He scuttles closer to him, the edges of his already  gaiety smile stretching out a little more-- if that was even possible.

                              ❝How’s this? Close enough?❞

                              ❝CAW-mon! What’s wrong with a little hash and slash?❞

[callejxro]

“Yeah, like a murder of crows.”

[oddcrow-blog]

                                ❝Or what about some CAW-ld blooded killings?❞

[jaegerrelatable]

i killed a man

[jaegerrelatable]

april fools!! i killed 3

[oddcrow-blog]

                                 ❝Did someone say —— ❞

                                ❝MURDER? ❞

[psiker-deactivated20170915]

“Why? Am I not to laugh if I want to?”

The smirk across his features now bared teeth, eyes becoming wide. Interesting indeed, it seems like a further conversation with Henry would be needed. 

“Plegia, huh? Here I thought you would be from the same world as I. Plegia is definitely not a place in Elrios, what a shame…– Nevertheless, this simply leads me to want more knowledge about Plegia.” However, Add felt it wasn’t needed to ask about the mage’s land just yet. 

“You seem like an interesting fellow, so I’ll tell you my name. – It’s Add.”

[oddcrow-blog]

                                               ❝Oh, I didn’t say that! ❞ 

He drops a hand in front of him and gives his own little chuckle. 

                                              ❝Usually when you find something funny, you                                                                                                     laugh, don’t you?                                                               You laughed therefore you found my joke to be                                                                                                             funny!❞

The pitiful news pitiful news comes to his ears and he can't help a short 'aw' escape his mouth; looks like Plegia’s only going to have to deal with only one war this era. Though he supposes world hopping isn’t a far cry from actuality–I mean, he’s from a place where the undead are sent out to war and people from the future fall from the sky, after all. Maybe if he dug into it a little he might just find the solution…

                                             ❝Nah, Plegia’s nothing special– just your typical                                                                   dragon worshiping nation, littered with cults and                                                                                           brutality. Yup! Good ole’ Plegia. ❞

He laughs, bringing a hand to hover over his chest as he remember the vague bits of the country.

                                            ❝Well, Add. I’m Henry, I hope you  continue to find me as                                                                 interesting as I find you! Now tell me about your world!                                                                                                           Oreos, right? ❞

[psiker-deactivated20170915]

@oddcrow

“Your–what’s the word…Puns? Yeah – are rather weird, albeit I don’t find them funny, I would say they are creative. Kekeke.” Inspecting Henry’s clothes, he put a hand to his chin. 

Could he be from Elrios? Some of the people there had clothes like him. He couldn’t possibly be from Elrios. “–Where are you from?”

[oddcrow-blog]

                                                ❝ ——You say that but just laughed didn’t you?❞ He replies,                                                                                         ❝Kekeke, you said.❞

He supposes his humour was outlandish; very rarely was he ever praised for his jokes. More often than not, was he told his jests were creepy-- admittedly, yes, they were but he didn’t particularly care; he found them funny, above all.

Being under the latter’s scrutiny had Henry cocking his eyebrows. He brings his own hands to his jawline, mimicking the man’s action.

                                            ❝Why? What’s it to ya’?                                             Planning on declaring war once you get out of here?                                             If that’s the case, it’s Plegia! Try your best～.❞ 

[reikoha]

  The substantial surprise within the boy would finally come to a rest after a brief moment when he was allowed to recollect himself, his heart had finally stopped thudding so heavily against his chest, but there was one thing that hadn’t quite subsided and that would be the obvious annoyance towards the man, both visible and verbal displeasure. Now that he had managed to grab Takashi’s full attention, the other spoke so casually even in despite of the boy’s frustration, and when he would bring up the animals into their ‘conversation’, there was only embarrassment that would follow. ❝W-Why would I care about that?❞ Violet hues darting to the side as if he wasn’t just playing around with the two small rabbits, but he had his pride to maintain.

  ❝–And more importantly, why should I apologize to you!?❞ His voice resounds after a lengthy pause, arrogance residing well within his snappy retort, emphasis on just who he was talking to. ❝You’re the one who decided to sneak up on me! If you try that again, I’ll… kill—❞ There was hostility, but he managed to stop himself just in time before he lashed out, or made any unwarranted threats despite whatever urge was present.

[oddcrow-blog]

                                                ❝‘Cause it seemed like you                                                            were having the time of your life with                                                                                         those troublemakers～. ❞                                      He cocks a pale eyebrow at him. ❝ Hmm? Were you not～?❞

 He had hoped to resume his little tale–according to hearsay– after a ‘sorry’ was muttered his way but hearing the boy blurt out threats pushed the thought aside.

Amusing!

His spine arches slightly, a hand coming to his chest as he laughs at the younger’s words– a laugh in which everyone, other than himself, would find shuddersome. It’s unpleasant to hear; one of those laughs that directly cause hairs to rise and goosebumps to build.

                                                        ❝Kill me?                                                                   Aha! You’re that upset I ruined                                                                              the mood? Wow, you’re interesting!❞ 

He ceases his laughter, lips curling into a smile of mirth; a smile of innocence which seemed very inapt to his words. Very interesting, indeed as it’s strange for him to see a boy  this age all high with pride– being from a world where war is constant, it’s rare to see youth cling to their own pride. Warriors, maybe, but children were not given much luxuries to even develop much satisfaction or skills in themselves.  A pity, really.

                                                                  ❝Go for it!                                                                   A heads up though, I don’t die easily. ❞

And he says this with confidence. Death, being ineluctable, was something he never feared; something rather he dreams of– and not in a demeaning manner. But that’s a story for another matter… 

                                                    ❝ But before you go out of your way to slash me in half,                                                                   I feel obligated to give you a little lesson!                                                                     Manners? Etiquette? Any of that ring a bell～?❞ 

 He brings two fingers to together in a way, a vague gesture to chiming a bell. 

                                                 ❝I might not be a very good role model,❞ Surprisingly.                                                       ❝But I know when to say sorry. I also learned that                                                                    people don’t like empty apologizes, so neither will I!                                                                                          So, don’t think I’ll be forcing one out of you,                                                                                            I’ll just hold you to it.❞

[reikoha]

  Figuratively, his heart would come to a screeching halt–a voice, without warning–though even if there was one, he definitely wasn’t paying any attention prior. A cold shiver was sent down his spine as he pulled back, startled–and also scaring the rabbits away with his rapid jerk for movement, violet hues watched in saddening disappointment as they scurried off, back to god knows where they were headed. A fragile heart practically thumping out of his chest, as despite a mask of superiority and callousness, Takashi was quite timid when it would spiral down to it. 

  A lone hand clutched over his chest, Takashi wanted to do nothing more than yell at the other, but his words failed to surface when he would actually need them. Instead, he took a deep breath–a brief moment to recollect himself before lilac irides trail upwards towards the other, brows furrowed slightly, an expression of childlike annoyance displayed across, also childlike, youthful features.

          ❝–I don’t even know what you’re talking about…!❞

[oddcrow-blog]

                                                       ❝Of course you don’t!❞

Henry points out a finger at him, accusingly, with lips in a purse. 

                                                  ❝You were too busy ignore me!❞ 

He draws back from the boy’s face as soon as he arches his neck towards him. Finally! He’s got his attention! Having a one sided conversation with a living being who had the capacity to reply was no fun!-- And he’s saying that because he’s had many conversations with dead Risen and passed foes before and those were more eventful than you’d expect. He lets out short puff of his breath-- shifting into a position where his legs were crossed under him rather than pressed to his chest. Now that the rabbits were gone, he was free to be move without caution-- and free to talk without prudence.  With his attention secured, he can at long last get his message across.can finally get his words across to him. 

                                             ❝I was trying to tell you something!                                                                 Those rabbits earlier--❞ 

His eyes trail back to where the two rabbits had ran off too before letting his hand cup the side of his mouth -- just in case they were to ever hear of his tittle-tattle. Rabbits had keen senses, after all, the smallest of noises could be heard from even miles away!

                                                            ❝They’re a rowdy pair!                                            And I’m not saying that cause they’re                                                 rabbits and they’re always jumpy!                                                               You see my other friends,                                                 the ones I was telling you about--❞  

He pauses and gives the younger a pressing smile.  

                                                  ❝Well, you wouldn’t know cause                                                         you weren’t listening, huh?                                                       You know, that was quite rude                                                               and I merit an apology! ❞

[reikoha]

@oddcrow

  Animals–they were a simple treasure. There weren’t very many in the kingdom, and in the castle, pets were considered superfluous–not needed, and disallowed under the strict rulings, but even as a child, Takashi recalled sneaking out to visit the stables in his spare time, feeding the horses and playing around with the very few stray cats with a smile, so if there was ever anything that he ‘cherished’, it would be animals, even despite never having the opportunity to keep one for himself. He often found it strange how such a small creature that lacked human sentience could make him so happy–he didn’t understand it.

  The boy sat alone in the garden, save for the two snow white rabbits that occupied his attention, hands gently running through the soft fur on their backs, a smile, one of tranquility and happiness resting across youthful features, soft murmurings directed towards the creatures, but as he was distracted, he wasn’t even paying any mind to the man that had approached him moments ago, and if he realized it sooner, there would surely be embarrassment to follow.

[oddcrow-blog]

Henry makes a sound that could arguably be a huff. How unpleasant. All this time he had presumed the boy to be just shy with his words, when in actuality the latter had paid no heed to even a word he had said! Such disregard brought Henry to ponder whether or not the interaction would be even worthwhile as he only plotted himself beside the boy to keep him company – though in disclosure, it seems like the act was unnecessary. Being a victim of neglect was no satisfying feeling and while he knew from experience when to stop badgering, he was more inclined to pester the boy for his attention out of spite.

                                                 ❝I saaaaaid—— ❞

He peers his head closer to the boy’s ear. Was he invading the latter’s personal space? Possibly, but he never really cared for trivial matters.

                                           ❝I have a lot of animal friends, y’know?                                                        Four legged, three legged, two legged,                                                                                                      you name it!❞

[oddcrow-blog]

❝ And I knew exactly what to do, but in a much more real sense I had no idea what to do. ❞

He gasps, hands clamping over his mouth. ❝—— I know what you mean!❞

The Office sentence meme

[oddcrow-blog]

❝ Oh, speaking of time machines… I just got back from the future and I went to your funeral, and guess what? Nobody came. ❞

❝Really? You mean to say that I actually got a funeral? My body wasn’t mauled by animals or set aflame?❞

The Office sentence meme

[oddcrow-blog]

❝ If you pray enough, you can change yourself into a cat person. ❞

❝A cat person you say? How interesting! How soon will I be growing in my cat ears and tail if I start now?❞

The Office sentence meme

[ask-meme-addicts]

The Office sentence meme

❝ I’m going to make this way harder than it needs to be. ❞

❝ Who says exactly what they’re thinking? What kind of game is that? ❞

❝ Speaking of funerals… why don’t you go ahead and die? ❞

❝ You took a life here today. You did. The life of the party. ❞

❝ Please don’t throw garbage at me. ❞

❝ Well, well, well… how the turn tables. ❞

❝ Just Do It. You were the “it” that I was just doing. ❞

❝ Decent people everywhere will get offended. ❞

❝ I am running away from my responsibilities. And it feels good. ❞

❝ Who am I? I’m [name], the business bitch. ❞

❝ Oh, speaking of time machines… I just got back from the future and I went to your funeral, and guess what? Nobody came. ❞

❝ I never smile if I can help it. ❞

❝ This is a dream I’ve been having since lunch, and I am not giving up on it now. ❞

❝ If you pray enough, you can change yourself into a cat person. ❞

❝ Occasionally, I will hit someone with my car. So sue me. ❞

❝ I really enjoy being judged. ❞

❝ Friends joke with one another. ‘Hey, you’re poor.’ ‘Hey, your momma’s dead.’ That’s what friends do. ❞

❝ I don’t talk trash, I talk smack. They’re totally different. ❞

❝ They’re trying to make me an escape goat. ❞

❝ If I don’t have some cake soon I might die. ❞

❝ Your mom, you gay nerd! ❞

❝ I don’t want to blame anyone in particular… I think everyone’s to blame. ❞

❝ Do I need to be liked? Absolutely not. I like to be liked. I enjoy being liked. I have to be liked. But it’s not like this compulsive need to be liked. Like my need to be praised. ❞

❝ Is this a video conference you’re having with… “Drake” featuring “Swizz Beatz”? ❞

❝ Should have burned this place down when I had the chance. ❞

❝ Nobody does anything for me anymore unless I threaten to kill myself. ❞

❝ So everyone here knows pirate code? ❞

❝ Your internet searches were so filthy we had to throw out your computer. ❞

❝ I have the worst attitude of anyone here. ❞

❝ And I knew exactly what to do, but in a much more real sense I had no idea what to do.  ❞

❝ What is so stupid about wanting to name a baby Usher? ❞

❝ I have a lot of questions. Number one: how dare you?! ❞

❝ You’re always saying there’s something wrong with society, but maybe it’s something wrong with you. ❞

❝ I talk a lot, so I’ve learned to just tune myself out. ❞

[oddcrow-blog]

                                  ❝ One crow, two crows, three crows... ♩ !❞ 

A breathy laugh leaves his lips as his finger jumps from bird to bird with feet coming in quick twirls.  Squawks and fluttering wings stock his ears as he  allows the murder of crows to encircle him. He eases his steps as a crow perches on his extended fingers.

                                 ❝Is there something wrong?❞ 

Within that second, they came to disperse as quickly as they came to gather. Between black plumage and  fleeting wings, stood a figure new to his eyes. Instinctively, his lips stretch into a smile.

                                    ❝Ohhー! Did the crows bring you here? ❞

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