Requiem for a Life

"Salutations.. may I ask what it is you are doing here?" M!A: -None- Relationship: Single

[requiemforashes]

"Oh? Why not~ Go ahead give it a try! It's painless- BARK- really!" She giggled and cocked her head to the side, " you would look good in red"

He shook his head, "No.. no thank you, miss. I'd rather not."

[requiemforashes]

Hello there, my my you do look amazing in blue!~ Would you like to S̘͓̹͙̯̖̹̟̎͑̓̾̌Ú͖̺̱̬͉̯̘ͭͨ͌̏̈B̠͙̖̯̹͚͎͌̿͐M̺̣̦̟̞̔̃̾I̩͉̺ͧ̆ͥ͛ͯ͋̽̽T̻̗̖̦͕̦͉̱̋͛̐̓ͯ̎̓̊ ̱̥̙͙̲̞̱̠̂̈ͤͨ̾͆̇Ȯ͔̗̘̱̠̪̥ͮͨ̑ͨB̖͚̭̦̏̏ͤ̔ͨE͓͔̍́͊͗̍Y͎͈̭̩̹̔ͨͩ͂͌͑ͯ̾ ͈̬̐̓̊͐̒ͫ̚A͓͚̹̓ͫͨ̃͒̀ͫŃ̠̿̈̽ͪ̅ͬD̪̪̯ͤ͛̌ ͙̯͇̭͖̳̙͉͋̿ͣ̆ͨ͐Č̭̭͚̝̥̤̂̆̓̓ͤ̇Ȏ͇̲̦͔͇̳̋̿Ṉ̻̹͎̥̰̙̹ͮS͇͖̐ͦ͌͌U͉̩̞̤͓̩ͨͭͭ́̆̾͌͐ͨM̫̠̙͑̌̈̍ͦE̼̜̥̙̞͉̻͈͆̆͂?̦͙͍̬͓͌̂

Requiem stared at the other oddly, "..No, no thank you."

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[requiemforashes]

Requiem glanced over at the other, being able to relate to that small detail of a ‘master’. Without one, Requiem never would have been created, never given ‘life’ nor purpose.. though really, he doubted he would have cared either way if he was created or not, as he was just a pile of misplaced gears, wood, metal and other parts taken from various.. other places. His creator, however, had long since perished along with the rest of the creatures on his metallic world.

“A master?.. How.. nostalgic,” That was the last time Requiem had ever felt emotion. With his master’s own death, he sealed off any given emotions.. they’d simply get in the way, especially if you spent years upon countless years simply waiting. With another pause in his speech, the robot glanced over the various dolls in intricate clothing that were displayed around the shop. Each of them brought memories back from his own dolls, sealed off in a to house all of them. Life-like.. but so unblinking and cold, none of them could make up for the life that had been lost on his world. As he stared at the dolls, one of his golden hands slowly lifted up to his face, brushing gently against the cracks that formed over his different coloured eyes over the years, “Yes.. it’s quite lovely, in its own way.. these dolls are beautiful as well. They’re.. a lot smaller than those that I create..”

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Drocell shifted in his spot as he nodded to him. “My master is…different from my last, but I know he cares.” Frowning at the other he eyed him quietly. “Is there something wrong?” He questioned, wanting to know if there was something wrong. Amethyst orbs watched him as he began to touch his dolls on the shelves. Giving him a small smile the puppet moved over to where Requiem was and eyed his doll, then the other. “Thank you Sir. I try my best to keep them life like.” He shrugged to the other before looking at him. “I think your make is unique and very enticing in its’ own.” 

[requiemforashes]

The robot's different coloured eyes slowly shifted from the doll's face to the other for a moment. A unique make.. it was true, the doll and him shared certain similarities.. but the doll would have no fear of aging, nor cracking, nor breaking. The doll could not move on its own, nor think, nor live. Unlike him, the doll would not have to wait centuries in hopes he they could rebuild a dead world.. a nonliving doll would perhaps have been a better life for him, but he did not care. He was built by his own master to serve the planet, and he would carry out his duty with no complaint. "Yes.. thank you for the compliment.. a doll is quite beautiful, is it not?.. It never ages, so it can remain youthful.. but on the other hand, it never changes.. it can't move very much at all," Even his own dolls moved in sporadic motions, depending on his own life to move. "But a doll is nothing more than a child's toy.. or even a collectible."

[queenofnothingbuthersins]

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[norunknowninfire]

“…finché morte non vi separi.”

[goatvulva]

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[requiemforashes]

Mario Bros, The World Ends With You

Mario Bros: Tell us about your best friend."That is really quite impossible, I'm afraid.."(God I have two. One is so fragile I could blow on her and she'd bruise. The other I love to scare because I love. they love to draw and love anime and gay ships and I love them.) The World Ends With You: What do you value the most?

"My world, of course. Without it, I would not exist, and without me, it would not exist."(My friend and my sweet little Grimmy Bl) 

[requiemforashes]

Ib

Ib: Have you ever met a friend in an unlikely place?"No, not really. I do not have such things as 'friends'."(Yes, Plenty of times c:) 

[requiemforashes]

Send me a video game in my ask and I'll answer!

American Mcgee's Alice: Something you like to think of when you're feeling troubled.

Amnesia TDD: Something you'd like to forget.

Assassin's Creed: Something about history you find interesting.

Bioshock: If you could live underwater and become famous, what occupation would you take up?

Cave Story: Tell about a misunderstanding you once had with someone.

Dance Dance Revolution: Go to iTunes, turn on shuffle and give me the first 6 songs you get.

Dante's Inferno: Have you ever lost someone close to you?

Deus Ex: A piece of technology you'd like to see created/improved upon in the future.

Earthbound: Has a video game ever made you cry before?

Ib: Have you ever met a friend in an unlikely place?

Journey: A destination you'd like to visit one day.

Kingdom Hearts: Favorite Disney character?

Kirby: Something that you think is really cute.

Left 4 Dead: Favorite weapon of choice in a zombie invasion.

Lost In Blue: Have you ever felt lost before?

Mabinogi: Tell us something you're really good at!

Mad Father: Something your mother does that you really appreciate.

Mario Bros: Tell us about your best friend.

Mass Effect: Ever had to make a difficult decision?

Minecraft: A type of landscape you most prefer.

NiGHTS: Tell about a dream you recently had.

Okami: Your favorite story from mythology.

Pokemon: Favorite animal?

Portal: Something you like that has to do with science.

Silent Hill: Name 3 fears/phobias.

Slender: Do you believe in urban legends?

Tales Runner: Favorite children's book/story?

Team Fortress 2: Your favorite hat or an accessory you like to wear a lot.

The Darkness 2: Do you believe some things are harder to let go than others?

Yume Nikki: Do you keep a journal of your dreams/nightmares?

Persona: What your real self is life?

The World Ends With You: What do you value the most?

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requiemforashes entered the doll house

[requiemforashes]

An island in a place called Europe.. certainly, he had heard of this place from travelers lost in his world centuries before. At least he wouldn’t seem bizaar with his attire. With what he could assume, England was more lively than his world by far.. if it was large enough for a Queen, it certainly must have a large populace, if it didn’t go by his standards. He was considered a ‘king’ if you judge by his ‘control’, the whole world relied on him, but really, he was just a ‘caretaker’. “A queen.. I can assume this ‘England’ has a larger population than my whole world, if it permits for such a high status.. I believe I have heard of this place before, quite awhile ago..” He doubted time on this world and his worked similarly, “Thank you for answering my questions.. but I do not think returning home soon is an option of mine..”  Would asking questions continue to help him?.. Probably not, unless, by chance, the other could conjure up a rift and send him back through. With a sigh and a slow glance around, he decided to keep quiet and figure the rest out alone.  “…Do you own this shop?.. It reminds me.. slightly of my home,” Considering both had dolls and other antiques.

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Drocell watched quietly as the other seemed to be thinking about his options. Figuring that Requiem was not from this place and time at all, this could be a bit over whelming. Hearing the other speak to him about his country he nodded. “Yes it does, we have a lot of people living here, it is only natural that we have a ruler to dictate us so the world is not consumed by chaos.” the doll gave him a small smile before shifting in his spot. “I assumed so Sir. Some people come wondering around because they have heard of this place before or they are lost and it seemed familiar.” The doll maker gave the other doll a small smile.

The doll moved his head from side to side to get rid of his stiffness, but it didn’t seem to help so much. Hearing the other question he nodded to him “yes Sir, this is my shop….in a sense. My master owns it along with the mansion behind it.”

[requiemforashes]

Requiem glanced over at the other, being able to relate to that small detail of a 'master'. Without one, Requiem never would have been created, never given 'life' nor purpose.. though really, he doubted he would have cared either way if he was created or not, as he was just a pile of misplaced gears, wood, metal and other parts taken from various.. other places. His creator, however, had long since perished along with the rest of the creatures on his metallic world. "A master?.. How.. nostalgic," That was the last time Requiem had ever felt emotion. With his master's own death, he sealed off any given emotions.. they'd simply get in the way, especially if you spent years upon countless years simply waiting. With another pause in his speech, the robot glanced over the various dolls in intricate clothing that were displayed around the shop. Each of them brought memories back from his own dolls, sealed off in a to house all of them. Life-like.. but so unblinking and cold, none of them could make up for the life that had been lost on his world. As he stared at the dolls, one of his golden hands slowly lifted up to his face, brushing gently against the cracks that formed over his different coloured eyes over the years, "Yes.. it's quite lovely, in its own way.. these dolls are beautiful as well. They're.. a lot smaller than those that I create.."

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requiemforashes entered the doll house

[requiemforashes]

Deep cultures and dark secrets.. England was similar his world in that aspect, wasn’t it. Was that all he could do?.. Was he honestly stuck here?.. As long as he world continued to function properly, perhaps he may be able to bide his time in this place before his own gears start to slow down.

Calling him by his name or the typical title of ‘sir’ concerned him in no way at all, “..Say whatever it is you wish to call me.. I do not care nor mind in the slightest.. though.. can you tell me more about this England?.. It may be even slightly similar to my home, which would be great..”

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Drocell waited quietly for the other to speak once more. He seemed deep in thought but the other spoke to him as he replied. “Well England is part of Europe and we have many bordering counties, but other than that we are a small island.” He gave the other a small smile before thinking of what else he could say. “Um…This place is fairly formal, your attire is perfect for this era. We also have a ruler, Queen Victoria.”

[requiemforashes]

An island in a place called Europe.. certainly, he had heard of this place from travelers lost in his world centuries before. At least he wouldn't seem bizaar with his attire. With what he could assume, England was more lively than his world by far.. if it was large enough for a Queen, it certainly must have a large populace, if it didn't go by his standards. He was considered a 'king' if you judge by his 'control', the whole world relied on him, but really, he was just a 'caretaker'. "A queen.. I can assume this 'England' has a larger population than my whole world, if it permits for such a high status.. I believe I have heard of this place before, quite awhile ago.." He doubted time on this world and his worked similarly, "Thank you for answering my questions.. but I do not think returning home soon is an option of mine.."  Would asking questions continue to help him?.. Probably not, unless, by chance, the other could conjure up a rift and send him back through. With a sigh and a slow glance around, he decided to keep quiet and figure the rest out alone.  "...Do you own this shop?.. It reminds me.. slightly of my home," Considering both had dolls and other antiques.

[awgskarth]

johnny depp is so confusing like sometimes he looks like this

and then later he looks like this

hE dOESN’T eVEn LOOK LiKE tHE SAme PERson!!!!?????

AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON HIS VOICE, MAN

[requiemforashes]

As usual, the robot waited silent for the other to reply to him. He previously had been sobbing.. yet now, there was a smile on his companion’s face? Emotions were a thing he had long forgotten, so this left him confused as to how someone could so easily switch from being upset to joyful.

It didn’t take too long for his question to be answered. A.. friend? When had Requiem even been called such a thing? When had he even called anyone such a thing?  ”..A friend.. I do not think I have ever had someone be that close to me. It’s been.. a long while since I have seen any form of life, even a green leaf from a plant miles away.. I suppose, if you wish to be friends, I can not stop you.” 

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Violet beamed, turning away and half-running down the hill to return a few moments later with a bunch of flowers in his arms. “… Requiem, will you sit with me? I’ll teach you how to make flower crowns!” the blunet settled down in the grass, placing the pile of violets next to him before pulling two out of the pile and tying them together.

“See? Tie the stems together like this, and then tie a third flower around either one of them like this…” While he spoke, Violet was (trying) to show the other how to make the crown. “… and you just keep tying them together by their stems until it’s big enough to fit around your head!”

[requiemforashes]

When the other had run away, Requiem was left to silently stare after him as he rushed down the green hill to gather purple hued flowers before returning, setting the flowers beside him. At the other blunet's request, the robot slowly sat down on the ground, crossing his legs and watching Violet with Dull eyes. Flower crowns.. he had never made such a thing, there was no need to.. but if this person wised to do something that seemed so simple, Requiem found no fault in playing along with there whims for a time. Gently picking up two of the flowers, Requiem tried to imitate the other without injuring the small plant between his metallic hands. "Do you mean like this?" He quietly asked, holding up two of the flowers connected together by a knot in their stems.

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[rosestarlite]

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