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[Indie One RP Blog]

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Rough Welcome Party

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resolved-princes:

Ryoma, who were to be in charge of ruling Hoshido very soon, was in the midst of returning to Castle Shirasagi after running an errand for his youngest sister. One of her dolls that she slept with were in desperate need of repairs, so the man volunteered to save her the trouble by taking it to a clothing shop to get it stitched back together. Before he knew it, his sister’s doll looked as good as new, though that were to be expected from Hoshido’s tailors, extremely skilled in their profession. Smiling to himself, the samurai knew she’d be very pleased to see her doll in what appears to be pristine condition, like when it was first gifted to her from their mother.

Not even four steps inside Castle Shirasagi’s grounds and Ryoma’s senses have heightened, ears receiving what he perceived as a crashing sound resonating from the perimeter of the castle. There were pained groans that followed shortly afterwards, which served to raise the high prince’s suspicion. For a skirmish to occur within meters of the capital… highly unlikely, but one couldn’t be so sure of themselves nowadays. Now curious of the sudden commotion, Ryoma, holding his sister’s doll in a secure grip, ventures out to the perimeter where he first picked up the sounds of fighting. 

It didn’t take long for his insightful oculars to spot the ordeal, what seems to be a woman of short stature fending off an ambush with her… chakram? It was the biggest one he’s ever seen, and she handled it with such expertise that he began to consider his intervention. It’d probably be best if he did, though, just to speed up the process of elimination. The faster he can rid his nation of its increasing bandit problem, the better.

Behind the nearest sakura tree is where he’d temporarily set the doll aside until there is no longer the threat of danger hanging in the air. Ryoma breaths out a sigh and draws forth Raijinto from its sheath. Within the intimidating scowl that contorts his features was a calm and levelheaded mind, and without further ado the samurai lunges forward, his long, brunet locks flowing at his back like a dark wind. Quite figuratively he closes the distance from the crowd in a blink of an eye and runs his divine blade horizontally through an unsuspecting bandits’ backside who immediately falls, swiftly wading out to dismantle two more who hastily readied their weapons and charged towards the woman with murderous intent.

“Troublesome thieves… Leave them to me!”

The fact that she had quickly dispatched of two of her would-be assailants made her muse for a quick moment about whether despite being slightly out of practice her skills had not dulled a bit or if they were really that weak. It was something that she could think of at a later time perhaps for she was still in the middle of this “battle.” With arm poised to welcome the return of her weapon, her stance actually did not leave any room for weakness and the ruffians had been too stunned by what they witnessed to attempt a strike on her person anyway. 

The moment her weapon returned to her possession however, was when she saw a figure in the distance running toward them. Reinforcements? She had been ready to alter her battle plan when the figure suddenly felled a few of the men in front of her.

“Troublesome thieves… Leave them to me!”

Ah. While not being quite wrong about it being reinforcements, to which side they were for perhaps she could admit to not expecting. Quickly analyzing both his techniques and his person, it was not difficult for One to decipher that he was most likely in the position of authority in this area. Despite that though, she was never one to let someone else finish her fight without doing everything that she could do in the situation.

“While i thank you for the aid, it shall be quicker should the two of us both quell the situation rather than let a single person handle it.”

Soon enough another large thwack sound accompanied the end of her statement, bringing down yet another man with her weapon. Due to the small size of the group though, it was of little effort that the two of them finish dealing with all of the ruffians. After double-checking that all enemies were out of commissions for the rest of the fight she turned towards the man in red.

“It seems that the battle has concluded and assuming you are the proper person to deal with them in this dominion, I shall leave their fate to you. Again I thank you for your assistance, though I do apologize for I believe to have interrupted you on an errand?”

Nothing escaped her eagle eyes for despite having been at such a distance, and pre-occupied she had indeed caught a glimpse of the doll the man had been holding and gently placed down before joining the fray.

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Rough Welcome Party

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It seemed that this week was the week of strolls as the song princess once again found herself on a walk to explore the unfamiliar terrain. This time she took it upon herself to visit the castle of this world, Hoshido, she remembered it to be called. According to the texts she had read once upon a time, the scenery and structures were very similar to those of a time period in a place called Japan. It intrigued her as she hadn’t spent much time in such nature-filled areas during her time as the head of Cathedral City.

Unfortunately despite being near the castle where it’s paths should be well-guarded and patrolled, she still came upon trouble. 

“Well aren’t you too young to be walking these parts alone, how about you hand us everything valuable before you get hurt, lil miss.” They spoke and moved in such an exaggerated and cliche manner that One wondered if she was being “punk’ed” she believed the term was. However as they brandished their swords, they’d soon find out the large chakram she carried was not just for show.

“I’m afraid that you’ve made a mistake if you think what you’re doing is a proper way of living.” A swing of her arm and her weapon had already collided with two of the ruffians, knocking them onto the nearby castle wall. “But seeing as how the proper authorities are not here to deal with you, I shall do so myself.”

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@petit-rabbits

One never really was one to have free time with all her duties and research and responsibilities, but now that she’s found herself in a strange state of space and with the convincing of some of her friends... she’s taken to at least going on more walks. That way it was both productive, as she was exploring territory she was not familiar with, as well as relaxing in that she got some fresh air.

Ignoring that the floor of that icon is totally indoors, the park was what One decided to stroll through on this fine day. It was an area she hadn’t visited before but had heard about among those she passed by. While being open to the public there seemed to be a few rules concerning wildlife since rabbits and the like happened to make their home in and around the area.

One happened to have particular feelings about rabbits for despite them often being pray, she was once told by someone how she was like one. Speaking of, she came to stop, spotting the subject of her thoughts in a small clearing. Crouching down nearby, she wondered if she should remain watching from afar or try to make contact with the creature. 

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akdjnans IM SO SORRY

Don’t worry about it! Maybe it just means tumblr wants to rp together at some point soon haha~

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I think, maybe, just maybe, tumblr is trying to tell me something here

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voidxred:

     As her words, as the voice left her rose-colored lips telling of her losses and pain, the tip of sharp canines come down on his own lip nearly drawing blood. Tearing his gaze from the floor, he looked into the Intoner’s deep red eyes. Red — it was supposed to be a color he hated. Red like blood. Red like that dyed the skies in the accursed nights he’s fought in. Red like his own eyes that were an endless reminder of his lost humanity. But to Hyde now, it had became a thing of beauty. A source of endless warmth and the strength to march forward. As though mesmerized and enchanted by this warmth, like a moth circling toward a flame, he singlemindedly pursued that heat without even noticing he had caught fire for her some time ago.  And as things stood now having allowed himself to have flown this close to her flame, hearing her tragedies, her heartbreak, he felt as if his shattering heart could be reduced to a mere pile of ashes. 

…Damn it. 

He really hadn’t changed one bit, but at the very least he had at least taken a step forward. It was enough to keep him from falling silent and escaping from this uncomfortable situation with weak excuses like he once would have. Thanks to that, and her last words that sparked a fire of his own, he was spurred on to bring a voice to the words in his heart. The chorus of agony up to now that had been ripping him apart subsided, and now, there was only one thing on Hyde’s mind―destroying those messed up illusions she convinced herself of as truths.

“ ‘Carry the burdens yourself’? One, you’re not serious, are you…? …Don’t be ridiculous, dumbass!” 

In spite of that… 

Regardless of that… 

Because of that…

“Isn’t that… Isn’t that all the more reason why you shouldn’t carry it all by yourself?!” The question posed came out a little louder than he intended. Still, it by itself wasn’t enough. There was much more that needed to be said. He might end up saying too much and making her hate him but he didn’t care as long as his words stuck somewhat, that’s all that mattered right now.

“You’ve fought all this time just to make the world a better place… Never asking for anything from anyone. Doing everything you can for the people around you. Only to…end up losing so much. If you can admit you’re lonely then, if you’re hurting so much, then don’t go forcing a smile and saying things like that. Like you seriously have no choice but to carry everything on your own. Since you already done so much, since you’ve suffered so much isn’t it alright to let someone else help you bare it all for once?!”

She wondered if her words had been too heavy for the young man when only silence ensued after she had finished. It was not very often that One spoke of her own deep emotions, even to her sisters, thus when she did it always felt a bit strange because during those times she could not be sure if her words were truly being understood. In order to let others comprehend her thoughts, she chose the most concise and efficient way of speaking but when it came to words of the heart, it was difficult to plan how to lay them out logically thus it was territory she still hadn’t completely conquered. There were few who she spoke in this way to, some whom understood her, and some who did not. One did not look away from Hyde, observing his body language to see what his reaction might be should there be any, and what she saw had slightly surprised her.

His hands and body trembled as if upset or angry with her words, perhaps he was disappointed to know that his mentor had been weak and selfish all this time. But those ludicrous thoughts had been immediately dashed away as her eyes once more looked at his. Instead of disappointment his eyes seemed to glow with a flurry of emotions, emotions so captivating she almost lost herself in wondering what they could be. They seemed familiar but she knew that they weren’t emotions she had seen him hold before. But his voice broke the spell of his gaze, bringing her back to the ground to hear his response.

Dumbass... well I know where he’s coming from but his vocabulary could have been better. Considering the other person with whom she associated the term with. But her thoughts quickly returned to the situation at hand.

She let him say his piece without once interrupting. Accepting his feelings without a word, calmly taking in everything he had to say to her until he finally finished. One knew how much courage and strength it took for him to say everything, that she understood, but did he really understand her enough to say all of that?

“Life isn’t so simple, Hyde.” What she had that could count as a heart ached, it ached in preparation for the things that she wanted to say and because of how she felt about his words. If she had been weaker she might have cried, she might have let her will shatter completely, but even if he should come to find the cracks of her armor, One would never let her ego go down so easily.

“For those with power they have a duty to use it for those who do not have it, whether there should be reward or not is not the purpose of that power. No matter the losses or gains, the happiness and sorrow, I have to keep on going until I no longer have breath in me. There’s no one who can share these burdens... there’s no one who should!” She couldn’t help it, it brought back memories of old that she wished could stay buried, her emotions that she usually kept still now wanted to rage. “I cannot let anyone else bare these sins and in return, there is no one who will forgive me for what I’ve done. To be alone is what my fate shall be and I’ve accepted that. So why do you attempt to break my resolution, Hyde!? What has brought upon your words to fight against my own?”

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Hello, thanks for the follows/follow backs! It’s been a while since I rp’ed but I’m hoping I’m not too rusty! If you happen to be interested in making a thread please let me know because I forgot how painfully slow indie land can be when you don’t have friends-

I also updated my blog to include: An about of my One, Info/Rules, and just a little basic info about me the mun o7

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musesofcaelum:

“That’s One, alright. A fellow Intoner knowing me so well AND capable of putting me in my place with her knowledgeable yet piercing words. As expected of a true leader and eldest sister. Hnnnnng! It makes me wanna hug you after being so lonely~!” ❤

HUGS. More like suffocates her with her boobs.

“Even if you are the youngest of us, there’s no harm in learning to curb your desires and mature. However, I suppose there are those who find your personality charming and regardless I will always care for you. But I would prefer if you restrain yourself every now and then.”

She managed to get that all out before being suffocated, thankfully due to their height differences it wasn’t too bad, but after a pat or two and a return hug, One politely backed out.

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musesofcaelum:

“Aww, there’s no need to afraid, dear sister. After all, wouldn’t you like to sleep with him as well? Look at him. So young, so handsome… so fit. As Intoners, we must provide pleasure and experience to men and women like him who are coming of age and ready to spread the word of ‘EROS’… oh, and about us too.” ❤

Behold. Five’s view of the Intoners’ ambition, everyone.

“My lessons never did stick with you throughout the years. Must I lecture you once more?  Five, the purpose of Intoners is not to provide pleasures of the flesh to the masses, we were given our strength in order to fight for justice. Yes, perhaps we are to educate the people but not in that way. Besides, we both know that rather in providing pleasure, you are after receiving it.”

One, once again regaining her composure, it’s fine.

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musesofcaelum:

“He has incredible power and strength, don’t you agree? Naturally, I couldn’t help but feel drawn to that. Ohh… I could still feel the sore experience from that heated night~!” ❤

“As much as I usually tolerate your usual tales of conquest, I would prefer not to hear about this one.” Freaking awkward, her student and her sister.

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Flower Verse oo1 - Dianthus barbatus

Dianthus barbatus, otherwise known as Sweet Williams, came with such a tale of love, reunion, separation, fidelity, and reassurance. One appreciated many of what the flower stood for, believing that love and fidelity were important words to keep in daily life.

She was also fond of the many meanings they stood for, as she sometimes received the flowers in reward for the gallantry she exhibited in battle.

 “Lady One, you are just like this flower as it represents perfection and finesse.”

A cordial smile she gave to them in response, “I do not claim to be perfection, but I will do all I can for those who need me.” It was something she said many times, especially since the people revered her and her sisters so much.

However these flowers did not tire her, rather she found good use for them. When she came across a sad child, a broken soul, she offered this flower to them at times, repeating the other meaning it held: “Grant me one smile, for it is for your future happiness and safety I fight for.”

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((Gonna be honest, would def try to go on a date with Seth, Chaos, and Byakuya, my aesthetic of boys ahhhh))

((but i guess Hyde’s cute too, his hair needs to calm the fuck down tho))

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Oh also, finally updated my blog slightly to at least have a page detailing things about my One, it’s just basically my old Citta app tho with minor changes as well as added on notes of how my One is a post-citta experience.

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musesofcaelum:

Speaking of soil, he’s really good at fertilizing an amount of it if you catch my drift~

“Why are you always like this, I know it’s not impossible to control your urges so out of everyone why does it have to be my student??????”

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mY STUDENT IS SOILED BY MY OWN SISTER

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voidxred:

continued from here      “N-Naw, not really. It’s just…” With One’s keen gaze on him, Hyde’s voice comes almost uncharacteristically meek, pressed for both a mindful tongue and the correct response - floundering for just right words to express the entire extent his of his concerns for the noble Intoner.

     Gah, the hell was this so hard? “Um. I guess it’s because that when you say stuff like that, you look sad almost. Or maybe lonely.” Silence. Then frantically running his hand through the black section of his dual-tone hair, the Inbirth speaks up again, quickly adding, “I mean, don’t get me wrong. You’re serious about protecting people even I can tell that much. Anyone could just by talking to you.”

     “And well… It’s just that you never say it with a smile from the bottom of your heart, and honestly it seems like there’s something you’re not saying. Like there’s something important you’re hiding from everyone, and shouldering on your own when you don’t have to.”

 “…That…just makes me worry alot, you know?” @ofsevenwords

Her gaze never faltered as she watched his face crinkle with worry and his body moved in ways that signified his nervousness and concern. For someone who was often ready to let words spill his mouth after being emotionally charged, she noted that this situation caused him to hesitate from speaking his thoughts.

“Is that how I look to you?” Her words were neither angry nor upset, they were just plain and questioning. She said nothing after that, pausing to remember how her sisters had once asked her if she had ever been sad or lonely when they were apart, especially since she had no apostle. Had she never experienced a new life, perhaps her answer now would have been the same as then.

“Perhaps I have been letting my guard down too much if I’ve given you reason to worry about me.” A wry smile before she continued. “Maybe it is so.” The words slowly left her mouth, disappearing into the air as if like sea-foam. “Maybe after all is said and done, I am slightly lonely. I have lost many comrades, my sisters are also gone, my only friend sacrificed, and...” the only one I could forgive and who could forgive me is not here. She swallowed that last thought, the words never leaving her mouth as the last secret she kept.

“If there is anything that I hide, it is because the only one who should have to carry those burdens are myself.”