a lullaby for you

rp blog for raimu "rhyme" bito from the world ends with you. affiliated with isola.

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kumapin‌:

@reapedplayer​

“Heyyy! I know you!” Without further ado she’s traipsing over, taking great care not to waste her powers on being sneaky. (Even if it’s what she’d prefer!)

“… Wellllll, like. Not super well. But you’re Beat’s baby sis, right? Note? Flat? Sharp? –JK, JK! Rhyme! We totes haven’t met, but us Reapers? Like, MEGA know-it-alls.” She’s extending a friendly hand of greeting, too! For your trouble! “You can call me Coco!”

“Mm, I’m Rhyme -- Beat’s younger sister, that’s right.” Rhyme nodded, a gentle expression on her face. Coco was a rather... interesting person, even simply based on this first interaction.

... But she wasn’t exactly surprised that a Reaper would know of her. After all, she was friends with a rather infamous former player, right?

“It’s nice to meet you, Coco?” Regardless, it wasn’t as though she needed to be tense around reapers, right? This wasn’t a game, so...

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skullsplayer‌:

“New selves, huh? I mean, ain’t we just our old selves, but better an’ stuff…?” All that dying and being alive stuff had been kind of confusing for him when he had originally come back, but all he knew was he had determined he was gonna be better. 

“More like Imma make a toast to bein’ the best alive me I can be!”

“And we gonna celebrate it together. We should find Neku again, sure he’d be glad t’see ya!” As for this place, he still wasn’t too sure about it. But Neku seemed okay, and it wasn’t a Reaper’s Game, so it should be fine…Right?

“I guess you could put it that way, actually. For our improved selves, then!” A lot, for certain, had happened in that time. Between being dead and being alive again, it was a whirlwind of events -- and now this. Now this city.

“Yeah!”

But Rhyme couldn’t complain. After all, she had her brother, and maybe she’d see their friends too --

“We should! We can all celebrate together.” Pleasant. For what it was worth, it seemed the formerly mentioned whirlwind had settled a bit.

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musrattus‌:

There’s only a few people Joshua can easily pick out of a crowd, downtuned as he is. But someone Sanae personally vouched for himself? It’s not like Joshua can say he was ever attached to Rhyme, but he’s felt the girl’s essence enter the stratosphere, only for it to be ripped from him again— and in some accursed world a whole universe away, he’s still holding onto her fee. He can’t say he was attached, but he knows her, personally, as little as she might be able to say so herself.

So to let her find harm, here of all places? Sounds like a waste, if you ask him. A pair of the hulking zombies corner Rhyme, and Joshua’s descending from his rooftop perch in an instant. The crackle of energy fizzles at his fingertips, then the light splashes onto the offenders. He’d be lying if he said their dying screeches didn’t bring at least a little bit of satisfaction, so long of being starved of this control.

“I don’t know if we’ve ever officially met, Rhyme,” Joshua says, calm as the coast clears. It’s only a moment after does he actually stop levitating and touch ground. “But, I’m pretty sure your brother would try to give me a good knuckle sandwich or two if I let you get hurt.”

@reapedplayer

Even here, Rhyme could perish amongst the many -- a fate she wasn’t so comfortable with. And yet, as she’s bombarded with these... zombies -- she guessed, that was the only way to think of them, right? (They looked... so real. It was horrifying to think about.) -- she wasn’t so certain she’d make it.

-- Rhyme was saved by something -- no, quickly corrected, someone. But he’s not familiar. Maybe a twinge, actually -- a sense of a deja vu, unplacable. But whatever the case, she didn’t properly recognize him.

... A friend of Beat’s? Based on what he said, the option was open, but someone like this...

Ah -- Maybe it was someone he met at that time. “Thank you!” They really did appreciate it, regardless -- there would be time to think about the hows and whys later, for now she should simply focus on staying out of harm’s way.

(She can only hope he brother is faring better.)

A giggle, then, is what escapes their mouth, as she looks over at the kind stranger. “He’s just being protective. I’d still steer clear of his punches, though. But it’s nice to meet you -- what’s your name?”

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skullsplayer‌:

Squashing her hat onto her head with a big pat, he backed off, making sure she seemed fine. In one piece, alive, good.

“Yeah he’s aight, still a punk though.”

“He tried t’trick me an’ stuff ‘bout where we was at, right when I was eatin’ too! So seems like he’s fine t’me.” He slung an arm around her neck, “But enuff’ah that! There’s food an’ junk down by the water, people singin’ an’ eatin’, you hungry? I think it’s some sorta dead people thing, not like, for us though, for y’know, people they miss an’stuff. But I think we can still eat, I mean, we were kinda dead yanno?”

“But we ain’t now, so we can celebrate bein’ all alive an’ junk.”

“Looks like you two are getting along just fine, then.” She couldn’t help but laugh -- it was certainly a very different atmosphere from when they first met. After all, that kind of playful teasing was reserved for close friends.

... As he began to talk about the -- event going on, something down by the water, Rhyme began to beam excitedly.

“That sounds like fun!” It really, really did. 

“We can eat and sing for the sake of our new selves, and the ones who weren’t as lucky as us. ... This city sure has some interesting traditions. Nice ones -- At least, this one’s nice.”

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skullsplayer‌:

@reapedplayer

When he saw her, in came barreling big bro, feeling his chest tighten and then release all of the damned tension that had built up. Yeah he was glad Neku was here, and honestly with all the weird giant shadow guy and meteor shit and sad people singing, he’d been kind of glad that Rhyme wasn’t here if this place was gonna be dangerous or shit, but–

But still–

“YO!”

He nearly bowled her over when he ran up to her, pulling her into a tight hug. “Rhyme, th’heck’d you get here?! Phones is here an’ stuff, but I didn’ know you’d gotten here!” Oh, right, big bro stuff, uh…

“Oh an’ uh, I know we got pins’n’all, but Neku said it ain’t no game. So,”

“Since we ain’t dead or nothin’, I can say I’m jus’…Real glad you’re here, yo.”

Regardless of the what this place was, Rhyme was still incredibly disoriented. A  city -- but definitely not Shibuya... It had been a few hours, and her head was in a whirl. And yet, it was somehow very easy for them to be comforted. After all, there was only one person she knew who would barrel in with a ‘yo’ and a huge bear hug --

“Beat!” A small giggle, she’s... actually very relieved to see something familiar. The fact that it’s her own big brother is even more relaxing.

Exhaling with a sigh--

“Mm, I did just get here, and I’m really happy you’re here too...” And incredibly glad it’s not a game, too, “Oh! Neku’s here as well? Is he doing okay?”

[isolaradiale]

ignore my reserve! apping raimu "rhyme" bito from the world ends with you. can be found under /a

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Rhyme!

You’ll be housed in Condo 444!

You may keep your pendant.

– mod spica