内親王

a kougyoku ren roleplay blog affiliated with academy of despair

[okubyouna]

Send me a highly toxic chemical in my ask box.

Acetaldehyde: What did you used to have that you are happier without?

Bromine: What was your favorite food when you were a child?

Cyanogen: If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?

Diazomethane: If you could learn to do anything, what would it be?

Ethylamine: What sound do you love?

Formaldehyde: If you could be any fictional character, who would you choose?

Hexafluoroacetone: What do you want to be when you grow up?

Isopropylamine: What do you miss most about being a kid?

Ketene: What is something you learned in the last week?

Methacrylaldehyde: Would you rather be really attractive or really smart?

Nitromethane: What are your phobias?

Oleum: If one song were to describe your life, what song would it be?

Pentaborane: What is one habit of yours that no one knows about?

Sarin: What annoys you the most?

Trifluorochloroethylene: If you could change your first and middle name to anything, what would it be?

[okubyouna]

ghrrina:

"Didn’t you hear what they said when we first arrived here, then? If you’ve got a problem stayin’ here, you already know what to do, Kougyoku… " Black nails dragged along a bookshelf playfully as he turned away from her, his voice now reaching a sing-song pitch as he passed along several titles of interest…. books detailing strategy, history, culture — and while he didn’t mind delving into scrolls and documents in order to obtain information in order to gain more power, now wasn’t the time nor the place for it.

Hah. So was she looking for advice? For guidance?

How to be used and use others with violence — even here it seemed to be the simplest way to get your point across. From such an early age had the tyrant been raised with only simple goals in mind: to fan the drums of war, to be a tool to a higher power. Living a life as a puppet had been such a drag. But maybe here, he’d have more choices. They’d have more choices. He’d had no need to hear the needlessly downtrodden spiel coming from one of his potential candidates, the previously sheltered princess. As he twisted dramatically to face her with a demented smile and open arms, black birds encircled the two of them unseen and covered the room with a haunting blackness.

”Kill someone to gain back your power. That shouldn’t be too hard. “ 

♔ SHE WATCHED JUDAR TURN his back on her, one pale hand trailing across the wood of a bookshelf beside them. His voice had taken on a singsong quality and the nature of what he'd said coupled with such a childish way of speaking sent an unpleasant shiver down her spine. Yes, she knew what she was supposed to do. And it wasn't as though it was something she hadn't done in the past, under different circumstances. Very different circumstances. War excused many things but Kougyoku did not think she was capable of doing the same thing in a situation such as this.

He still had his back to her and so could not see the shock and uncertainty resonating in her expression before she wiped it again. No, it would do no good to show weakness in a place such as this. Even to someone as familiar as Judar. In fact, he was probably the last person she should do that in front of. He might acknowledge her strength but he was notorious for exploiting the weaknesses of others. Even her. She had schooled her expression into something less revealing by the time he turned again, his arms wide and eyes were alight with an almost frightening intensity. Madness. An insane glint of delight in his eyes as he spoke such harsh words. Yes, this was familiar.

Pressing her lips together, Kougyoku pushed her hands further into the depths of her dress sleeves, watching her companion uncertainly. Kill someone. He had finally said it aloud. If she wanted to be free of this place, if she wanted to see her brothers again, she would have to kill someone. Killing enemies in times of war was one thing but planning and murdering an innocent? That required a completely different kind of nerve. One she was not certain she had. Judar seemed to think so, however. He was still watching her with a twisted smirk on his face and she could feel the presence of his power in the air around them.

"'That shouldn't be hard?'" She repeated slowly after a moment. "Am I capable of killing an innocent person?" Her voice was steady despite the uneasiness bubbling in her gut. "Am I... strong enough?" And would doing so really result in freedom?

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紅玉

[xivyxx]

Happy Birthday Kate!

[mxkasas]

     Ah. Was this woman one of those who actually liked children? Mikasa could tell that she was being judged for trying to get rid of the ‘child’ but she didn’t really care at all. ❝Yes. It’s not really mine since I never consented to raising it.❞ We’re all playing a madman’s game. ❝It’s also not human.❞

[okubyouna]

♔ THE WOMAN did have a point. The children were not human. Kougyoku had had the specifics explained to her but the great majority of it had not made sense. Robotic. Whatever that meant. Still, a child was a child and should be treated as such. "So you're going to had it off to the first stranger you meet. How irresponsible."

[mxkasas]

okubyouna

[mxkasas]

     ❝Hey. Do you want this baby?❞ Mikasa really had no idea what to do with the crying piece of machinery and had tried pawning it off to a handful of other confused ‘parents’.

[okubyouna]

♔ KOUGYOKU BLINKED at the other women for a moment, hands buried deep in the sleeves of her dress. "You are trying to give me your child?" Her voice was thick with disbelief. "It's your child."

[ghrrina-blog]

He reached out with a single bare hand and placed it deftly on the edge of her cheek — it had a certain softness to it — as expected of a pampered princess. Many times growing up had he seen tears flowing down these very same cheeks… and to anyone else who would have stumbled into the library at that exact moment, it may have seemed like he was trying to comfort her. That is, until he started pinching hard at the side of her cheek with a sneer.

"Pervert? You do know who you’re talking to, don’t you?” A frustrated sigh, with thin lips almost forming a childish pout. Almost.

"Kougyoku. You weren’t holing up in this little library, trying to run from your new circumstances, were you… ? How long have you been here?" The demented tyrant crossed his arms as he leaned back and searched the face of one of his chosen candidates. A face that was usually being pampered and hand-held by her attendant, but. He knew better than that. About the true strength that lay dormant within her, about how she could be stronger than anyone else despite what the others said. So there was no need to mince his words in her presence, let alone treat her as if she were some delicate flower.

Still, this was neither the Empire nor the land they originated from. Perhaps there was no need to keep the supposed ties between the two of them… especially when he’d been stripped completely of his status, his overabundant magoi and magical abilities. Here, where he was no longer revered and put on a pedestal for being an all-powerful Magi.

[okubyouna]

♔ KOUGYOKU LET OUT a squawk of surprised protest when Judar's near caress of her cheek turned into a harsh pinch, her unhappy frown deepening further as she lifted a hand to gently massage the affected area. For a very brief moment, she'd almost thought he was going to comfort her. It was not unheard of, but Judar's comfort had never involved gentle touches and kind words. Of course not. It was Judar, all smug smiles and childish cruelty. She should not have been so surprised by the rough treatment - it was something she'd been subjected to much over the years she'd known the magi.

Huffing quietly under her breath, she all but ignored his first comment, speaking up at his question instead. "I would never run from my circumstances, no matter how strange and unfamiliar they are." Though her expression remained indignant, her words were quiet, more serious than before. She moved her gaze slowly over his face as she spoke, taking him in much as he was doing to her. He looked the same as he always had - tall, dark and annoyingly smug. Those crimson eyes were scrutinizing her now and she held their gaze for only a moment before glancing away. Regardless of the setting, Judar was intimidating when he wore that calculating expression.

Kougyoku tilted her head to the side ever so slightly, humming quietly in thought. "Only a few days. I haven't been here long at all." Not long at all but long enough to realize her circumstances here in this city were all but hopeless. She was not about to readily admit that to him, however. Her brow creased. "And yet I already don't like it here. It doesn't feel right here. The atmosphere is strange. And I am..." She looked up into his face again. "I'm unsure what to do."

[okubyouna]

+ ghrrina

♔ KOUGYOKU WAS used to being alone. That was the way it had always been for her, ever since she was a little girl. She'd never had a proper friend - nineteen years of life and she had never known true friendship. It was a depressing thought but one she had long since come to accept. Loneliness was her constant companion and so she was not altogether too bothered by the solitude the city had brought her.

She had not met many people during her brief time there. A few in passing, brief conversations but nothing substantial like she craved. As usual, she had spent most of her days alone... wandering. The thought that she might run into someone she knew had never crossed her mind, not even once. Why should it? She was here, in a city so very far from her home and so very unfamiliar. The chances of seeing a familiar face were a million to one.

And so when she felt two strong, cool hands grasping her shoulders from behind as she perused the shelves of the city library one evening, Kougyoku let out a shriek of surprise. Who was touching her? What did they want? One hand instinctively reached up to pull her hairpin free as she whirled around, the sound of the stranger's laughter echoing off the bookshelves surrounding them. It almost sounded... familiar. Hesitating for a moment, Kougyoku lifted her gaze to take in the sight of the person now standing before her. Her eyes widened.

"Judar-chan!" She let out a sigh of relief, dropping her hands to her sides and hiding them within her sleeves once again. The sigh quickly turned into a whine of unhappiness. "Don't do that! That was mean! I thought you were some perverted stranger."

[lotuas]

the u n w i n d i n g melody of a drifting song followed in the wake of gentle footsteps, a passer-by’s soothing vocals certainly lifting the dampened spirits the dreary atmosphere of the city inspired. foggy recollection dazed him, but the words of his song were clear thus the lullaby proved comforting, perhaps, to all who should hear it. it was confusing to say the least, all of this talk of death and despair, but there lacked a caution in his step and an aggression in his tone. for the moment he seemed rather peaceful, almost. 

[okubyouna]

♔ A CITY so large should not be so... silent. It was unnerving. Unsettling. So unlike what Kougyoku was used to. She had grown up amid shining towers and bustling streets, crowded marketplaces and heaving dockyards - not that she had seen much of it herself, locked up in a palace as she had been. Nevertheless, that was what a city should be. Lively and vibrant, not a desolate and eerie place one felt hesitant to explore.

It was with trepidation that Kougyoku set out to wander those empty streets, the hands hidden in the depths of her sleeves itching to reach for her hairpin. She did not mind the solitude - she had spent the majority of her life alone, after all. And she was by no means scared. Meek as she may appear, Kougyoku was not weak. Merely cautious. Cautious enough to pause her steps at the sound of an unfamiliar voice echoing from the buildings surrounded her.

Singing...? Someone was singing here? Her brow furrowed ever so slightly in confusion as the figure of a man came into view, a transparent umbrella resting on his shoulder and a distinct bounce in his step that did not fit with the atmosphere of their surroundings in the slightest. Confused and ever careful, Kougyoku stood her ground, lifting her chin and fixing the stranger with a silent quizzical look very befitting of a proud princess.

[okubyouna]

intro time..!!

hey hi hello!! im katie and im back at it again at aod for another round of physical and emotional pain. i was here in 2.0 too as a handful of characters but for now i've just got kougyoku-hime. treat her gently, shes a timid wild flower who could leave you flat on your ass if youre not careful. you can hmu on twitter @weeniegazaki if you ever want to thread or interact with kougyoku at any time, i am online 24/7.

i look forward to rping with you all!!

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*** by 乃愛

[kazevita]