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✿ God, what an embarrassing way to die. Her arms gone, ice stopping the regrowth, and the descendant standing over her. And he did all of this with a baseball bat.

Why could people not just accept their fate? Why did Shiromori have to work so hard only to fail time and time again?

“So... this is it, then? Hundreds of years, and this is how it ends?” It would have been easier, and perhaps more honorable, to simply wither away the day her forest was abandoned. “The mutt can’t even fight her own battles... Why is it you defend her so? What do you have to gain?”

#{ in character }#{ regrowth ; main verse }#{ closed starter }#blvescarf #okay i kept having 2 go back n fix the pronouns so just. lemme know if i goof those up FJHSFH

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✿ Tracking was so difficult after everything that had happened, but Vivi’s magic had left its mark - and with it, just enough for Shiro to track her, and only her. It was faint, and the flowers turned to ash more often than not, but it took longer and longer each time.

Days pass, and soon enough... the flower doesn’t wilt at all. The feeling gets stronger and stronger, and soon enough Shiromori is running as fast as she can manage - she hasn’t eaten recently, but... she can probably take Vivi. She hopes so, anyway.

The feeling grows stronger the closer she gets, and finally- she bursts through a bush, nearly falling over as she comes a halt - directly in front of her.

“Descendant.” She starts, all confidence for only the briefest of moments. “You... you will pay for... what you... hold on.” She is... very out of breath. Running for an hour straight will do that to you. Also not drinking blood, but that’s harder to relate to. Hopefully.

#{ in character }#{ regrowth ; main verse }#{ closed starter }#bluescarfvivi #she doesn't even have a weapon i'm not sure what she thinks is going to happen

[look i’ve been saying this for like four years now but. shiro should have a girlfriend]

#{ out of character }#stomps in here barely conscious #GAYS

arthurtheghostmechanic:

He did recognize her instantly; that was the tree lady who had completely and utterly wrecked his van, almost killed Mystery, and whom Vivi had completely obliterated with a bat. He was shocked to see her… well, alive.

His expression shifted to a frown as he crossed his arms, looking her up and down. He could put the puzzle pieces together now; the blood, the clothes. Oh, no.

“ Do you… Have to be evil? ” He asks then. “ I can see you’ve… come back, right, regenerated. Like you did before, during that fight. Didn’t know you could regenerate from… Practically nothing. ” He pauses and tilts his head at her.

“ You were after Mystery. Now, you’re killing people out here in these woods. Listen, there’s gotta be some other way for you to survive, right? Do you really need the… well. Do you need to kill people to survive? ”

Why was he talking to her so calmly? Well, he knew he couldn’t just leave her be out here. She was murdering people; that, at the minimum, needed to stop. But Arthur was a kind-hearted soul, often much too kind-hearted, and he believed everyone deserved more than one chance. Perhaps she could survive peacefully? Even after all she’d done- yes, Arthur believed she deserved another chance. Perhaps at a peaceful life, this time.

✿ “... Evil? You think I’m evil?” There’s a growl to her voice, and had she been strong enough to stand on her own, Arthur might not have lived to regret that. Luckily for him, she can only stand there glare at him, and looks certainly can’t kill.

“Tell me... why is anyone else’s life more important than my own? Why should I wither away and die simply to preserve another’s life?” She brushes a lock of hair out of her face, huffing. For her entire life, she’s been told that who and what she is is evil, but... if her need for blood is anyone’s fault, it’s Mystery’s. She’d be doing the world a favor by offing him.

“If your precious mutt would simply let me do what I have been trying to do for centuries, I could regrow my forest. I could survive on his blood alone for a thousand of your lifetimes. But he continues to run, knowing that the longer I follow him, the more people I must feed on.” It’s normally a much cleaner process, but when one has to regrow their body from nothing but their heart, options are limited.

#{ in character }#{ regrowth ; main verse }#arthurtheghostmechanic #no he's right #shiro could... probably find a way to feed without. the murder part

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send “DO YOU NEED A HUG?” to see my muse’s reaction OR send “YOU NEED A HUG.” to force my muse to actually Get One.

#{ ask memes }

senatortedcruz

imagine a giant monster following you around and picking you up and kissing you all the time. that’s what my cat lives with every day

#shirmori could be that monster #ladies

*leaves a cake that says "Sorry for my friend killing you" on it before darting off*

(welcome back from the grave :P)

✿ “...” She says nothing, but... she does sit down and just starts eating the cake. By pulling out handfuls of it and stuffing them into her mouth. She just died this is completely justified. Shut up.

#{ in character }#this poor woman has had such a stressful day and she didn't even do anything wrong...#thatonemystery #{ answered }

you got some nice tiddie biddies there, great soft handfuls but i dont want splinters, NOR DICKSPLINTERS. but i still appreciate the round. but like sometimes ghosts just got huge honkerbadonkers ya know what i mean?

✿ “Why do people always- there’d be no splinters! At least someone over the years would have complained about it. They’re soft.”

#{ in character }#shiro vc: any cute girls out there ur welcome to prove this #{ no face }#{ answered }

✿ “So I hear you all like tiddies...”

#{ in character }#{ dash commentary }#i'm sorry... i hate her i really do #(i don't)

arthurtheghostmechanic:

Arthur had found himself in the woods wandering along. He was lost in thought, and he liked to walk in the woods whenever he was thinking about things. The scenery relaxed him. The sound of distant animals, the smell of pine and mud, it was familiar to him. There was just a part of him that… craved the peace that the forest brought.

But today he’d gotten a little too lost in thought, and wandered deeper into the woods than he normally did. Upon realizing that he was unfamiliar with this part of the woods, his curiosity was peeked. Instead of doing the smart thing and turning around, to head back, he curiously adventured further.

His curiosity turned to dread, however, when he started noticing the various streaks and stains of blood. His footsteps slowed, brows furrowing at the sight. What could have…?

Hearing a voice, and watching as a pocket knife is thrown harmlessly to the ground beside him, he blinks, looking up. He sees a flash of white behind a tree that seemed coated in blood, and Arthur felt his own eyes widen. Whoever this was, was likely the one behind this bloodshed.

… Or could be the one injured?

Carefully, he stepped forward. Stupid, he could practically hear Vivi and Lewis scolding him. He should have ran. But he wanted to know who was here.

“ … Hello …? Um… Are you … Okay? ”

✿ Okay Shiromori, assess the threat - that voice, and the orange... she recognized them. Her head peeks further around the tree, likely giving Arthur all the information he needs to know he’s probably not safe here - even just the bonsai atop her head is a dead giveaway.

Those eyes seem to glare at him for a moment, but she’s just figuring out if he’d be able to hurt her at all - he possessed a metal arm for some reason, but he was no spirit, nor a warrior - he was the very face of cowardice, if her brief few interactions had meant anything. Which means she can use him.

“Obviously not. I don’t know if you saw what your friend did to me, but... I imagine having your heart knocked out of your body is a universally uncomfortable experience.” Stepping around the tree, Shiromori stumbles, having to lean against the tree to keep herself upright. Growing an entirely new body is hell. Even if he didn’t see, it’s clear something happened - she’s in baggy, blood soaked clothes, her hair’s a mess, and she looks like she just woke up with a hangover. ... Her makeup is still on-point somehow, though.

#{ in character }#{ regrowth ; main verse }#arthurtheghostmechanic #having your makeup be a part of your form is very convenient

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fucking-prince-suggestions

You can’t run, I’ll find you in every shadow, in every corner of the world at any cost.

And I will make you pay.

#{ musings }

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✿ The past few days had been hell. Without a body, doing anything had been next to impossible... it had all come down to just... waiting for some poor animal to wander close enough to her heart, so she could feed.

From there, it had been as easy as it was all those centuries ago - use some way to lure in creatures of all shapes and sizes, and use their blood to fuel her growth. Though... this isn’t the blood of proud warriors - its mostly forest critters, and the odd lost hiker. Her growth has been... slow.

She’d had to dress herself in the blood soaked clothes of the humans she’d fed upon, and arm herself with... a much less effective blade than her shears.

So at the sound of a twig snapping behind her, she panics- the pocket knife is thrown feebly toward the source of the sound, as Shiromori ducks behind a blood splattered tree, peeking around it in some odd attempt at ‘stealth’. “Who... who goes there?! This forest is dangerous, you know!”

#{ in character }#{ regrowth ; main verse }#{ closed starter }#arthurtheghostmechanic #u know you've hit rock bottom when u have 2 kill rando hikers to absorb enough blood to regrow your body :/

askthepompadourghost replied to your post: “But you make such good firewood, be a shame to just pretend like that didn’t happen.”

✿ “Please. The descendant put up more of a fight than you, spirit. And she was wounded. ... It would be less embarrassing to be burnt up by some lost soul than what happened with her.”

#{ in character }#askthepompadourghost

bluescarfvivi replied to your post: “…do you want a round two?”

✿ “Maybe if you’d be willing to just... let me slice you in half. Not as pleasant as you’d think.”

#{ in character }#bluescarfvivi

splatterlewis replied to your post: “…. Nah.”

✿ “I was not asking.”

#{ in character }#splatterlewis #violence

viviskull replied to your post: sore loser

✿ “Oh, as if you wouldn’t feel the same if your heart was knocked half a country away. Grow up.”

#{ in character }#viviskull #she's so salty abt it :(

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