Their Stories Are Foretold Once More

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[ouroborius]

All stand for the Grand Trial of Retribution! The jury of the court; which one has committed the most unforgivable, unthinkable, and ultimate crime in history? Standing before the court are the accused defendants:

The Vengeful and Power-Hungry Half-Devil The Forsaken Queen with a Blackened Heart Or the Conniving Mastermind of All Evil

Ouroborius - Multi-Fandom Multi-Muse Selective RP Blog Guarded by Chameleon Feat: Vergil {DMC} Marie Alter {FGO} Kokichi Oma {DRV3}

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[electricea]

"Sweet talk a fairy...?!" He'd never exactly had much luck with sweet talking girls but he wasn't about to divulge that little tidbit to Ouma...! "G-Got it, I'll try and think up the best jokes that I can...! I don't want my bloodline getting cursed or nothing...!"

Of course, since when did a guy like him ever have to worry about his bloodline...?! He was still only sixteen years old and the idea of even having a bloodline seemed all but impossible...! But still, for the sake of his hypothetical and imaginary grandkids, he had to do his best to try and make sure there weren't any bloodline curses...! Whatever hexes or bad luck befell the Sakamoto bloodline sure as hell wouldn't be resting on his shoulders...! No way...!

Besides, maybe he could get a fairy's blessing instead...!

"H-Huh...! People in suits...? But then how do they fit into those spaceships then...?" He blinks, head tilting from left to right as he tries to squeeze this logic into his head and make it make sense but try as he might, it didn't really...!

"I'm not really sure I get it but better fairies than aliens...!"

After all, aliens could abduct you and probe at you...! That was totally what they did to cows, right...?!

"W-Whistling to draw out a fairy...? Man, how do you know so much...?" He grumbled under his breath but still found himself obliging, as he let out a whistle. "C-Come out...!"

[ouroborius]

"Nishishi~ You never once thought that maybe people can simply use stuff like bungee cords or special effects to trick you like that? Trust me~! It's veeery easy to tell if you squint!"

Playfully shifting his attention from the other student to where he was looking at, Kokichi simply hummed a response to the blonde's question. Oh, he'll believe ANYTHING so long as Kokichi is confident in spoon-feeding him information! Besides, there's a lot more to be wary of in the world. This little innocent game of make-believe was totally harmless, and the trickster merely matched the other's energy by giving him a curiously raised brow at his question.

Yeah, how DID Kokichi know any of this information, indeed. Innocently twirling a strand of hair, grinning, he answered with a slight attention shift elsewhere.

"I have my sources. Top secret, actually. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you, so consider this a friendly little gesture of showing you how to earn a cheat code into your life when you do manage to catch it!"

Stifling a fit of laughter upon hearing him whistle, the liar instantly nudged the laser pointer into his sleeve and pretended to stretch a little. Aiming the fine red glowing 'fairy' at the other side of the ceiling.

"There-! Hey, hey, hey!! Hurry-! Capture it so that way we can get our wish!"

For extra measure, he flickered the laser pointer a little frantically, as if to make the 'fairy' seem like it was aware of being spotted!

"Start sweet talkin' it! Before it disappears again!"

[ouroborius]

It's always so interesting how different each muse is when it comes to either comforting someone or providing their own version of support when it's called from them.

Take Nozomi, Tsubasa, and Hiruko for example: The three of them (in my ideal mind) have their own approach on how to confront and approach certain situations (like supporting another person) and how different they all are with how they'll go about handling something similar.

It makes me feel happy to think about bc each of them have their own kind of 'style' or 'speech' that they use on what they deem as -comfortable- to another person. It may be a little similar, but also I love delving more into the 'how and what are they thinking' while in moments like these.

Even Kako's pretty different (more childish and innocent, maybe a little less knowing than the others but Does Her Best when she does!)

[azureblitzed]

His  body  begged  for  rest.  He  wanted  so  badly  to  just  drift  off  to  sleep  and  get  back  the  energy  he  had  been  lacking.  But  when  it  wasn't  a  nightmare  waking  him  up,  it  was  the  fear  of  a  nightmare  dwelling  in  the  corners  of  his  mind  keeping  him  awake.  It  was  a  vicious  cycle  that  he  could  not  find  a  way  to  break.

He  breathes  in,  then  out.  Trying  to  force  his  body  to  relax.  The  bed  was  comfortable,  but  he  still  felt  tense.  It  made  it  feel  wrong.  He  wouldn't  be  able  to  sleep  if  he  didn't  relax.  But  with  the  added  factor  of  Hiruko  standing  over  him...  It  felt  like  a  challenge.

"A  headache  from  sleeping  too  little,  maybe...?  I  know  I've  gotten  them  from  oversleeping."  He  muses  quietly,  forcing  his  eyes  to  remain  closed.  He  shifts  a  tiny  bit.  Maybe  he  should  try  to  slide  under  the  blankets?  The  effort  of  moving  seemed  like  too  much  right  now,  honestly.

Her  question  pulls  a  small  hum  from  him  as  he  really  thinks  about  it.  Turning  it  over  in  his  head,  he  can't  really  find  a  solid  answer.  Ideally  he  would  wake  up  to  a  normal,  boring,  and  peaceful  day.  Even  if  it  was  just  here  at  the  academy.  No  death  or  battle  or  pain.  Just  being  able  to  laze  around  in  the  company  of  the  people  that  had  come  to  mean  so  much  to  him.

"...  I  guess...  Just...  having  a  relaxing  day  with  everyone."  It's  a  boring  answer,  but  it's  really  all  he  could  come  up  with.

His  eyes  flutter  open  to  look  in  her  direction  when  he  feels  her  weight  on  the  bed.  He  still  feels  nervous,  still  flushed  and  embarrassed  beyond  belief.  And  yet...  he  accepts  it.  She's  trying  to  help  him,  after  all.

"...  Shizuhara...  Do  you  want  me  to  make  room  for  you?"  He  could  only  assume  she  wanted  to  share  his  bed  if  she  didn't  want  either  of  them  on  the  couch.

[ouroborius]

It's to no surprise to her that Takumi hadn't expected too much of what Hiruko would do when her presence is a mix of intimidating and prideful. She herself was not as gentle and reassuring as Nozomi was, and she wasn't as worrisome and coddling as Tsubasa. Yet even when her mind was revolving a few thoughts on her team leader's reasonings, pinpointing the source of his headaches and unhealthy sleeping habits- Hiruko felt the obvious approach was right in front of her nose.

Being mindful, hands still in her lap as she watched Takumi glance over at her, she remained as she was. Body sitting far enough that she wouldn't disturb him too much, but close enough that Takumi was aware that her presence is behind him. Her plan wasn't to settle onto her side- not yet, anyway. Although the invitation and expression that Takumi had made seemed to catch herself ever so playfully.

Not bloodthirsty. Nor cocky, prideful, or even mocking. No… Hiruko's attention had simply swept to the side while lifting her hand to gesture for him to make up his mind.

"Your my team leader, Sumino. If you really want me to, then you'll make room for me if I decide to."

In most cases, her tone could've been sharp and full of knives and disconcerning. Except in this instance, her tone held onto a certain assurance. As if telling him that if he chose to act on his own accord, she will follow him to the end.

There's still much more to explore with that thought, but for now… Hiruko simply remains seated at the edge of the bed. Her heel digging into the floor while leaning back ever so slightly, her presence still seemingly out of reach- but so close in this moment that all it would take for her is to shift one leg over from the side if she picked the opportunity to.

"Back to you then, Sumino. After you're finished getting comfortable, I want you to tell me something."

Her crimson gaze lingers back to him, glancing over her shoulder.

"You're given an option to choose between having a day to relax and spend time with everyone and having the option to make that single day into weeks… months… maybe even years. What's the first thing you would do when that decision comes to you?"

As she asked this, Hiruko lifts a hand rather quietly. She glances back at Takumi once more… waiting patiently…

Then, as if attempting to ease the answer from his wandering mind, Hiruko placed her hand atop the middle of Takumi's back.

A gentle pressure. Not much to startle him with, but enough to have it be noticable to the team leader laying before her.

[whimsical-mercy]

It's Ko-fi Time!

Hi gang, it's me again. Comms are open! I've recently finished my seasonal position, and I'm on the hunt for a job again. So, some extra money could help with some groceries and paying for my dog's food and meds during this time!

If you're interested in commissioning, please visit my Ko-fi page!

You can findmore art examples on my BlueSky or my art tumblr! @vitamin-pie

[whimsical-mercy]

So I recently GOT a new job. But again... parttime. And what that mean?? I'm stuck with two shifts a week again, boo.

And with monthly expenses (bills, groceries, and my immigrant parents refusal of not wanting to pay for Netflix and the security camera subscription) —can't seem to fill my dog's prescription and my mood stabilisers.

I also added a head/bust base for those who are on a budget!

Help me pay for my medications and my dogs' medications too!!

[ouroborius]

"Time for me to chew some gum and kick some ass, and i'm all out of gum!" Which means-!!

[porpomuses]

AMBER EYES DANCE BACK AND FORTH SLOWLY—between the sphere in her hands, and Steven. Even with the confirmation she still seems to hesitate, gaze glancing over the glossy polish of the pokeball. Then, tucking her lower lip under the other, Estelle bites down and swings her arm back, managing just about the swiftest throw she can muster. As she steps forward and releases the ball, her other leg swings up into the air, and the ball would go shooting past them both.

Her pale hands fly up to clasp over her mouth, astonished by her own strength. The latias is grateful that it at least flew past Steven rather than struck him—she could have very well knocked him out!

'I'm so sorry!' Estelle darts forward in a swift sprint, before she bows her head with remorse.

'This form . . . hardly constricts my true strengths. Have I thrown it too far?'

[ouroborius]

NNNNYOOOM-!

Steven was expecting some type of velocity and lift when the ball was thrown, but color him shocked and surprised when the pokeball came whizzing right past him and out towards the opening behind them. Almost in awe, Steven found himself chuckling rather than being frightened! Certainly, she could very well have the skill of a ball-thrower without even trying, too!

Turning his head back to her, the silver Champion had given Estelle a friendly and warm smile following with an understanding nod. The legendary didn't know her own physical strength, and that was okay! Steven certainly knew that it wasn't her intention to toss it so far.

"Haha, it's quite alright! Maybe with other pokemon, that kind of speed would certainly be do-able! Maybe try it under-handed at first. It might work out better, especially since the ball would end up dropping down near you more than anyone else. Here, let's have Skarmory go grab it for us."

With a small flick of his wrist, a burst of red would quickly form the shadow of the armored bird pokemon. Its feathers clicked in a metallic echo, eyes as sharp as its talons. As if knowing the issue before even being told, Skarmory quickly darts towards the descending Pokeball and captures it with its talons!

Circling back towards the two, Skarmory croons while landing with a soft 'click' of feathers. Picking the ball from its talons with its beak, it leans forward for Estelle to take. For being a delicate yet sharp-looking steel type, this Skarmory seemed to be lovingly polished and preened!

"There we go! Don't be too hard on yourself on it, since this is an exercise you're not really used to with a person, right? Which makes me wonder, do you have a preferred game or past time you tend to gravitate towards?"

Maybe that will also help them on their small little side-quest of dexterity, something that Steven whole-heartedly supports!

[byeternalflame]

-Indie multifandom multimuse, written by Astro, 25 yrs old. Sideblog to @ byimagination and will follow back from there.

Feat. The brothers, Nobuyuki & Yukimura Sanada.

[pinned post feat. rules and muselist]

[electricea]

Anonymous sent - ❤️ + mun's choice! ( URL Positivity - Accepting! )

Send me a ♥ + a URL and I'll list 5 things I like about them.

I think I'll go with @ouroborius and hopefully you'll be able to see why below!

1. I think for starters, I can honestly say that they're just a genuinely nice mun. Admittedly, I haven't spoken to them much OOC but heck, just one look at their blog and I think you'll also get the sense that they're an incredibly nice and welcoming mun, always incredibly approachable and kind to others.

2. Their portrayal of their muses is so spot on - like the way they capture Kokichi's chaotic fun energy and the way he's always needling and finding little ways to troll others. Same goes for Shuichi - who's earnest and hard working and a bit more on the shy side. It's just - like right out of the games.

3. To add onto point three - the way they write dialogue is brilliant - like the way that Kokichi slyly speaks for example - the way he messes with people and teases them - it's just so spot on and it's so fun, knowing he's trolling your muse and still having your muse falling for it - it's amazing.

4. Genuinely every interaction with them feels incredibly fun and it feels like with each subsequent reply, it's building on the fun and the shenanigans - like it's genuinely so engaging and so fun to write with them, truly.

5. I think the fact that they post a lot of opens and really on the whole come off as really approachable - creates very much a welcoming vibe where you can and do feel welcome to just delve right in - and it always feels very natural and fun and they roll with things wonderfully. They're a truly special dash presence and mun, in my honest opinion.

[eyeglitched]

@ouroborius (continued)

Eito's  life  had  never  been  boring  in  the  traditional  sense.  His  life  had  been  fraught  with  fear  and  disgust.  Unable  to  even  look  out  the  window  or  speak  with  another  person  without  dread  flooding  his  gut  and  his  heart  threatening  to  beat  out  of  his  chest.  Even  when  he  realized  his  righteous  mission,  he  still  felt  the  same  terror  as  always  when  people  got  close  to  him.

After  the  death  of  his  parents,  Eito's  life  faded  into  monochrome.  It  wasn't  guilt  or  shame  that  did  it.  It  was  being  caught  and  forced  away  from  the  world  in  a  hospital.  According  to  the  courts,  he  wasn't  liable  for  his  actions.  Under  the  effect  of  intense  psychosis.  A  victim  of  circumstance.  Eito's  identity  was  hidden  due  to  his  age,  and  he  was  sentenced  to  a  lifetime  of  purgatory  in  the  most  advanced  psychiatric  facility  in  the  TRC.  In  the  walls  of  that  hospital,  Eito  learned  how  to  be  truly  miserable.  How  to  operate  without  autonomy  or  privacy.  Eito  learned  how  to  act.  How  to  perform.  He  wasn't  broken.  He  didn't  need  to  be  fixed.  He  wasn't  wrong.  He  was  the  only  one  that  was  right.

When  he  first  arrived  at  the  academy,  he  was  terrified.  Surrounded  by  monsters.  Told  to  fight  to  save  humanity.  He  had  decided  to  ruin  the  mission  and  ensure  humanity's  downfall.  The  world  became  colorful  again.  Until  Takumi  stopped  him.  Then  he  was  forced  into  a  cage.

What  should  have  returned  his  world  back  into  dull  black  and  white  did  not.  Because  there  was  a  human  he  was  curious  about.  He  never  gave  up  on  the  idea  of  escape.  But  he  had  never  been  looked  at  with  so  much  hate  before.  He  had  never  been  seen.  Takumi  tore  off  his  mask  and  exposed  him  to  the  world.  And  for  the  first  time  since  he  was  barely  older  than  a  toddler,  he  didn't  have  to  act  anymore.  He  was  free.

He  laughed  as  he  fought  against  Hiruko.  Countering  her,  pushing  her,  dodging  her  blows.  It  was  a  rush  he  had  never  felt  before.  Combat.  Fighting  against  a  monster  and  not  being  powerless.  The  thrill  was  intoxicating.  Even  though  he  knew  every  swing  could  mean  certain  death.  Hiruko  wasn't  his  intended  target.  She  wasn't  allowed  to  kill  him.  Not  until  he  fought  Takumi  and  won.

"Don't  be  a  sore  loser,  Hiruko-san."  He  tells  her  as  he  pins  her  against  the  barrier.  Of  course,  she  wasn't  giving  in.  The  grip  on  his  wrist  was  bearable,  but  on  his  neck...  Well,  that  was  a  problem.  He  grimaced,  pressing  as  much  of  his  weight  against  her  chest  as  he  could  to  try  to  cut  off  her  breathing  as  well.

"Disgusting!  Get  your  hands  off  of  me...!"  He  chokes  it  out  as  her  fingers  cut  off  most  of  his  air.  He  tries  to  move  enough  to  slam  her  against  the  force  field  behind  her.

[ouroborius]

Another hiss and another crackle blisters the air between them as the force field shimmered and buckled against the two units before it. Transparent shapes wavered and hummed, almost as if to confirm that their function was serving its purpose in defending the SDU's academy from the threat knocking right outside its door. Although just because the force field wasn't buckling nor in any threat of becoming crushed (yet) didn't meant that Hiruko was any safer.

The small moment she had to glower at him had given her enough information. From his sickening smile to the delightful tinge in those eyes of his, Hiruko could feel her frustration boil into a tipping point. The power struggle, the desire to win over each other, this lethal game was indeed a test of whose will was stronger. Was it Hiruko's pertinacity, or was it Eito's absolute malice?

There was only one way to find out, and she was going to have to think fast.

"Gh-! Eito-!"

Her voice cuts through the air with a painful grunt when she felt him move backwards suddenly- then proceeding to slam her back up against the crackling force field. The effects causing a flickering in power, but otherwise still functional. Hiruko, on the other hand, found her narrowing gaze locked on the traitor in front of her. The crushing weight of him pressing down onto her had left her seeing stars for a moment.

If this keeps up, one of them was certainly going to black out. Judging by the situation, unless if she can just…!

Her footing scrapes the ground, reminding her that she has the option of movement at least a little bit. Pressing her heels down to the dirt, Hiruko focuses on her momentum. Air burning out of her lungs, but not before she tightens her grip around his neck and lurches forward!

The surprise weight was able to get them both to stumble until Hiruko's heels twisted and with a sudden shove of her shoulder, moved to pin him back against the force field where she was just at.

"Not looking like a winner in my eyes, Aotsuki. You knew I was waiting for this chance, and you gave it to me so willingly."

Her voice is catching up to her, her eyes sharp as she glares right at him.

"You're lucky I can't kill you. Doesn't that make you special."

A sarcastic statement from Hiruko who certainly wasn't even smiling at this point. Her attention was far too focused onto Eito in order to win this power-struggle against him.

"A waste of effort. It's like you're enjoying this."

[ahogedetective]

"I-I do not! Nngh, you b...better not tell any of them!!" Indulging in cat like mannerisms as if he was a real cat? He'd definitely get teased to death about it!! In the corner of his eye, he can still see that bright, tempting red dot. What was wrong with him!? It was just a ball of light! And yet... It was calling to him....

"S-So you say..." Frankly, the black cat wasn't going to believe that for a second, not the fact his feelings would be actually hurt. He knows Kokichi is going to point it right in his direction the moment he turns his head!! But... As his technical bodyguard, Shuichi doesn't have much room to disobey.... "...Alright...."

And just as he thought, Kokichi is once again pointing the laser in his direction!! "Aha! I knew you were going to do that, you....!!!" Then he trails off with Kokichi starts spinning the light in a circle... "........"

His eyes are fixated on it once more... Every bone in his bat cat body are screaming at him to not give in. That he will be giving Kokichi exactly what he wants. Yet, despite that...after a long minute of silently staring, and staring, and staring... Before he knows it, he's immediately launching forward at incredible speed to 'catch' the light with his paw!! "... Ack-!" ("Damnit-!!!")

The cat... Has given in....

[ouroborius]

"Oooh? So they WOULD find it weird, then! Nishishi~ Shuichi-chan, you're so gullible to think that I would let any boring vampire know a weakness of yours. That wouldn't be very responsible of me, now would it?"

His grin matching the devious glint in his eyes, Kokichi nearly bit his tongue when he (finally) got the vampire-kitty to pounce on the little red laser dot! He KNEW it, this little exercise had just won him the most hilarious (and frankly, quite adorable) display of cat-like behavior that the immortal vampire tried to hide so much. Head tilting along with moving the laser pointer, Kokichi could feel a chuckle bubbling within his chest.

"N'aww... you're so obedient, Shumai. I'm lucky to have made a contract with you, because if you didn't follow along at all then maybe I wouldn't have been so generous~ Here, let me reward you for your efforts."

Another flicker of the laser pointer and the trickster's delight had increased ten-fold!

His expression slowly shifted from a cocky and pleased supreme leader, to something a little more... thoughtful. Eyes relaxing while following along with where Shuichi had pounced at, lips falling into an indifferent thin line, Kokichi felt himself entertain a particular thought bubble that entered his mind. One where he didn't voice while he trails the laser pointer closer and closer into his personal space.

As if he were deciding... and once a decision was met, he leaned forward just as Shuichi had made himself more present within arm's reach.

There it is... now... he wonders.

Kokichi reaches forward and, ever so slightly, grazes his finger behind the cat form's ears once he had moved in close enough.

[ouroborius]

Crap. Is he late, again!? He's charging down the corridor, wrapped cat plushie in hand, and barrelling headlong into where he thought Hiruko would be at this hour- in the Leisure Lounge.

"Hey- Hiruko! Sorry I didn't mean to fo- aaaaugh!"

Except at that pace, he couldn't stop as he found himself skittering on the smooth, tiled floor. The gift-wrapped toy went careening with him as he flipped on his heels and splashed in the pool- hard on his back. Winded, he held the thing aloft so that it'd not be getting as soaked as he is, only to not realise he was holding his breath and sinking under, at that point.

With that, he aimed to throw it back while he tried to right himself- while now taking in a mouthful of water and spluttering. Nice going…

// Happy (slightly belated) birthday Hiruko!!

One would think that lounging in one of the most comfortable and most luxurious spot in the whole SDU would bring a sense of ease to one's soul. The humidity from the lukewarm pool offered a veil of comfort that Hiruko had sought for the moment. Allowing the stress and tense-ness of battle to melt away into a puddle of forgotten responsibilities. It's her time, after all. She deserves it while putting up with the complaints and the constant eye-rolling around here.

Well, almost Her form currently resting comfortably in one of the lounges next to the pool. Her hair pulled to the side, eyes closed and head craned back ever so slightly.

A deep breath in.

A steady breath out.

Perfect. Nothing could beat this moment at all. Not even if the chance that the sirens would go off, she would rather be stuck in this moment in her own solitutde.

Pure. Bliss.

Until-!

"...!"

It happened in such a quick and rapid rate that Hiruko could've blinked and she would've missed it if it wasn't for the sudden noise. The quickened footsteps she heard echoing off out somewhere in the hallway, to the door suddenly being pushed open, to the sudden SPLASH-! Water trickling everywhere (even spraying on herself, good thing she was wearing her swim suit) all the while the blur of red and blue had (clumsily) careened himself right into the pool.

Mouth open, Hiruko was about to pull a remark out of thing air when suddenly-! A gift box had landed miraculously right into her lap.

While Takumi had been struggling to pull himself from his stupor, Hiruko opted to withhold her comment. Her quietness punctuating the setting- with exception to the frantic splashing that her Team Leader was doing.

Pulling the ribbon and gift wrap off with ease, Hiruko peers inside of the box... and her eyes widen shockingly enough.

It's... a plush cat.

How did he... Okay, he was either a good mind reader (doubt) or incredibly skillful at picking her apart like this. Part of her felt a bubble of caution with how well Takumi can see through her- but another part of her... felt like pride swelling in her chest.

Placing the box to her side (lid closed, not changing anyone taking a peek as to what he had just given her) Hiruko got up from her lounge and leisurely strolled towards the edge of the pool. Lips quirking into a knowing smirk, Hiruko leans down to sit at the edge. Dipping her feet right in, then pushing off into the pool itself.

"I won't let you drown, die, then run back and repeat it again, Sumino. The fact that you gave me that gift... honestly, I would count this as a favor of sorts. You don't mention what you got me and keep it between us... and I'll help you float out of here."

She swims beside him, hands grasping his wrists powerful enough to cut his struggling.

"Well, well. Happy birthday to me, then. Come, Sumino. When I get you out of here, at least show me what you were going to say before wanting to play lifeguard with me like this."

She certainly couldn't help the fact that her coy smile is definitely seen as she tugs him along towards the pool's edge. Yeah, she certainly likes seeing him struggle like this. What a good gift, this is to her.

[ouroborius]

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Send a Ö and I’ll reveal a character I’d consider rping.

It wasn't as if Maki was going to be left alone to her own devices while on surveillance over a certain portion of the school. In fact, due to the weird rumor where an incredible prank was about to be pulled (most likely spread by Kokichi), there were several different warning signs to take note of from said rumors. Each of them could very well put some of the unsuspecting students in harms way, or cause an accident that's waiting to happen. Sure, this DID happen before while on campus, but this specific instance sounded serious.

It involved a water balloon and a slingshot. Some said that someone (no clear evidence as to whom) would stake out nearby the rooftop where they would have a clear shot down below to the entry way into the building. It shouldn't be that hard to spot since the rooftop was an open area already, especially if the observers were going to be watching from the shadows.

Now that it was night time (the supposed time where this 'water balloon' attack would strike), Maki could be seen kneeling a little far off behind a few boxes left on the rooftop. Safely tucked away, seeing no one in sight so far...

...Now where was that supposed water balloon slinger, and who were they going to target...?

As if on cue, suddenly-!

BZZZT-!

"A-Aah-!!"

A weird analog-like shrill came from below and, with a swift flicker of a shadow, Maki could be seen approaching the commotion.

The figure was down on one knee, stuttering and shivering. Small little clicks of electricity snapped and crackled around the figure's form as, to the viewer's surprise when their head lifts up to meet their eyes, instead of normal irises... everything looked static for a moment.

"A-aaah...!!! H-Hey, that was n-not funny-!"

Struggling to get up (and failing) the robot steadily twitched his fingers against the dirt grown below his feet. As if testing them to make sure that everything was working as it should be. Once the static slowly worked back into visible blue eyes, the figure pushes himself up onto his feet. His form still stuttering, but otherwise wiping the wet water that clung to his hair.

Another turn of his head, he finally caught sight of Maki's worried (and annoyed) look in her eyes.

"O-oh... Harukawa-san... I'm s-sorry about the commotion. S-someone s-shot me with a water balloon...."

His expression saddens, although due to his sensors being wildly out of wack, he certainly didn't get a chance to take a 'snap shot' of the culprit.

"C-Can you bring me a towel...? I might need to get looked at, my circuits are s-screaming...!"

The shadow gives way and, with neon teal glowing against black, the figure is revealed to be...

...K1-b0 (DRV3)

[ouroborius]

She's holding a sign up that says 'I See Skiploom in every Nightmare'.

[pieslosergang]

"You're surrendering so easily."

Raidou knows her type. Power-hungry trainers who only do it for the thrill of strength. Not caring who they hurt around them... As a Kuzunoha, it was their duty to protect people and Pokémon from the shadows. No matter what their strengths and weaknesses are, the protector of the capital must nurture their Pokémon as their ally and not a tool.

Either way, she was not denying she did all that for her own personal gain. So he might as well give his answer, since the ruling is definitely going to find her guilty.

"How do I say this in terms you'll understand...Thinking one way will only result in failure. You only focus on power. And a power-based team is easy to beat if you do not add variety to it. You're dense if you only rely on damage output."

Did he just call her stupid? Maybe. But her way of battling will only bring her so far... and bring her back to square one. Raidou packs up the evidence.

"You'll be under my watch until your hearing. As well as your Pokémon-- Under my Pokémon." And with that, he pulls out his rotom phone and a live feed of her beloved Haxorus-- Cowering in fear of the tiny Skiploom interrogating them... Alongside his Bisharp. "Apparently, your Haxorus has developed a fear of my Skiploom... It was the only way we got it to talk. Bisharp is a no-nonsense type of investigator."

[ouroborius]

"You think that i'm the type of person that doesn't own up to my own Haxorus' brute strength and power? You definitely don't know anything about me, then. It's a waste of my time to beat around the bush when, in the end, it was purely circumstantial that we ran into each other when we did."

No, she wasn't giving the needed information that would directly state that 'she did any wrong and that she's guilty for anything revolving around the issue', but Hiruko was stubborn. Unbothered, seeing that her passion (in strength and boosting her Haxorus' power) conflicted with authorities and the legalities attached to the private garden, Hiruko simply gives Raidou a look. Glasses slid down slightly, reaching up to fix them, she continued to watch him in the midst of this 'mild inconvenience' of an investigation-style questions-and-answers interrogation.

Lips part slightly after his 'kind' explanation and, for the first time since she can remember, Hiruko's patience had begun to wane. Posture still fixed in her self disciplined position, arms crossed and chin held up high, the ace trainer felt her lips twitch ever so slightly. A sign that, oh, she was certainly not happy: She's PISSED.

"…I can't believe of all of the good cops and bad cops in the world, you had to be the one to insult me the most here. What, you take your job that seriously that you think you're instantly better than me? Hah… that's almost half as funny as it is infuriating."

Her words hiss through her teeth, Hiruko reels in herself slightly in order to appear unbothered by his choice of wording. Didn't mean that she hid her anger in her words though, that DEFINITELY is there.

The moment she's shown the live feed of her Haxorus crowded against a corner, with the most pitiful look known to man, Hiruko's body suddenly moved. A harsh SQUEAK-! Her chair grinds backwards as her palms slam onto the table. Red eyes flashed dangerously as she glares at the man on the other side.

"There is no way in HELL I'm going to be stuck with you AND my pokemon subjected to your home-grown plant. What you're doing isn't even interrogating- you're straight-up power-playing me. THIS is something you take some sort of sick pleasure in-?! You LOOK like the type that would."

A sneer, fire practically behind her gaze as she locks in at Raidou.

[91cmspoilers]

I will be your deadman, with nothing but this blood on my hands Stuck in your "wonderland," I WANT TO MAKE YOU BLEED JUST LIKE ME!

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[epitomees]

"Ah, yes. I have been thoroughly educated on this subject matter concerning the particular scent known as 'updog.' There is, in fact, no known recorded smell of 'updog' because it does not exist. If a person were to ask about the existence of this scent, the person stating such a false claim is supposed to say something alone the lines of 'not much, but how are you?' That is the joke....so I have been told."

[ouroborius]

Record scratch noises suddenly halting while in mid chew of his candy bar.

"...Wow, I knew that the topic of including the 'K' word was sensitive sometimes, but I didn't know that a killjoy had entered the room. Come on, you're just going to let it fall flat like that?"

Ugh. At least Kiibo isn't around to call him robophobic or whatever.

"Hmph. Do you drop-kick your friends too while they're down? Sounds fitting if you're all of cutting to the chase like that." Typical.