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//I'm like half sleep and drew on the wrong layer n o

//I am so inactive on this blog omg

#ooc #//also i'm using the wrong reaction images for kiz #'cause i didn't make enough of them #weeehh

Though he was unsure of this affliction that infected his TOME character, he was all too familiar with what it was capable of. Zetto didn’t know where it came from, but he knew he wanted it gone, but was unsure of how to go about doing so. Kizuna could probably help. She was good with programming but he didn’t want to endanger her. This recent incident was already a close enough call.

Her constant questioning, however, angered the thing inside of him. Zetto’s jaw nearly snapped from the amount of pressure he applied to it to keep the glitched voice from taking over. ̲̅n̲̲̅̅o̲̲̅̅s̲̲̅̅y̲̲̅̅ ̲̲̅̅g̲̲̅̅i̲̲̅̅r̲̲̅̅l̲̲̅̅s̲̲̅̅ ̲̲̅̅l̲̲̅̅i̲̲̅̅k̲̲̅̅e̲̲̅̅ ̲̲̅̅t̲̲̅̅h̲̲̅̅a̲̲̅̅t̲̲̅̅ ̲̲̅̅s̲̲̅̅h̲̲̅̅o̲̲̅̅u̲̲̅̅l̲̲̅̅d̲̲̅̅ ̲̲̅̅b̲̲̅̅e̲̲̅̅ ̲̲̅̅p̲̲̅̅u̲̲̅̅n̲̲̅̅i̲̲̅̅s̲̲̅̅h̲̲̅̅e̲̅d it tried to coax him.

"It’s not something you need to worry about. I’m sorry you had to see it, but it’d be best if you forgot all about it. It won’t happen again. I promise.”

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Kizuna remained silent for a long moment, amber eyes staring at his crimson with surprising calm. She didn't want to accept his answer, but she didn't want to push him either. It felt so wrong to let this go, how could she just look away? That... Thing, clearly hurt him, something was very wrong. Yet... She trusted Zetto's words, why shouldn't she? He must have known more about it than her. Still, she had a lingering feeling of hesitation, as if her gut was saying this was the wrong decision.

"... Okay, I trust you. But... If you need any help just ask. I... Mm... Never mind, it's okay."

"I wont press you for information or help, but I'll always stand beside you. No matter what happens."

#forgottennetking #rp #;kizuna speaks #v; hidden truths #//haha it's fine :33 i'm glad we get to continue~#also hhhh tumblr why

"... Just because he hasn't logged in awhile doesn't mean something happened..."

#;kizuna speaks #;open #//kizuna be worried #and is muttering to herself

//Sorry for the sudden inactivity guys! I've been working on exams and still will be doing that for this week and a bit of next week.

#//sorry!#ooc

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Not-So-Friendly Reminder

"When you send an ask to someone’s blog, roleplay or not, you are a guest. You are getting the privilege to speak to that person and interact with that character. The only power you get while sending that message is whatever the mun gives you.

You are not allowed to bully, pester, manipulate, hate on a blog because you don’t like the way they do things. If you think for one second that you deserve to have any power over someone else’s muse or blog, get the hell off your high horse and go get a life. The world doesn’t revolve around you and it never will.

Kirb, out.”

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Meeting an Angel || Closed rp with forgottenangelic

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“Got it!" Angel mentally screamed with victory, jumping down from the branch she was on. She stumbled a bit, but in the end managed to catch herself before she face planted into the snow. Dusting herself off, she started walking towards her prize -that was twitching on the ground underneath the weight of the arrow-, but she was stopped as she saw the girl on the ground, as if for the first time.

Obviously, she couldn’t see the dream (a fact Angel forgot often) and simply thought that the Alv was shooting at her. Eyes widening, she slung her bow back over her shoulder and came into sight with her arms out in a defensive position. “Wait! Wait, don’t freak out, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize— yeah, that was dumb. Please don’t freak out, I swear I’m not here to hurt anyone.”

She took in the person’s strange attire, most of the materials that made it up familiar, but there was still something slightly off about it all. Also, the lack of pointed ears was definitely throwing her off. She wasn’t a thief, was she? Angel had heard somewhere that thieves had the tips of their ears cut off as punishment. She didn’t think that this girl was, however. She seemed too… innocent? Maybe.

Angel reached out a hand to help the girl up, her blue eyes sparkling sweetly. “I’m really, really sorry about this, miss.”

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Lilly looked up at the stranger cautiously, eyes still filled with fear and hesitation. Why did this person try to shoot at her? Why did they look like they were in cosplay?

Thoughts were buzzing around in her head, only serving to make her more tense. She took in a deep breath and let it out, calming herself down. It was okay, she wasn't in danger anymore. At least, she didn't think so. She took the other girls hand, though was still very shaken up.

"A-Ah... I-It's okay... B-But why were you shooting a-at me? I-I didn't mean to startle you or anything." Lilly was hoping that this wasn't some kind of extreme roleplayer. She had only seen them around the conventions she attended (and of course some on TOME), and they were quite honestly a bit terrifying. Though none of them had real weapons, and she was pretty sure none of them hung out in a forest in the middle of winter to shoot at people.

Just be a cosplayer please. That would seem at least somewhat normal.

#forgottenangelic #rp #;kizuna speaks #v; behind the screen #//kizuna no omg

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Meeting an Angel || Closed rp with forgottenangelic

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Angel was lost.

At least, she thought she was lost. It was really hard to tell at this point. She’d never seen the woods she was in before, but since her memory only lasted from about six months ago. She could be intimately familiar with the forest she was in and she’d have no idea. Regardless, she didn’t really care; her sights were set completely on the little blue flame that she was chasing. Her feet thudded on the ground, leather boots sloshing in the snow and spewing freezing water in all directions. She was shivering, unused to the cold. Was it normally this chilly on Alenta? She couldn’t remember.

Wait! Where did it go? The glowing blue flame had vanished. Angel cursed under her breath, scanning the ground. It could have gone far… There! In the tree just above her head. There was the chime of little bells— it was laughing at her.

"Hey! Get back here!" She called, jumping impossibly high onto the branch, just barely missing it. She followed after it through the trees, clumsy and awkward, but relatively quiet. She froze as she heard the voice, confusion flooding her mind. Someone else was here? The dream took advantage of Angel’s sudden halt to drift down just above the stranger’s shoulder.

The twinkle of laughter could be heard as it spun in a circle. Angel couldn’t get at it unless she tackled the other girl, or so it thought. Cautiously, to make sure the girl didn’t turn her head and see the small Alv in the tree, she pulled the bow off of her back, reaching behind her to pull out an arrow. It almost looked like it was made of blue sea-glass, but in actuality, it was much stronger and more flexible than that. Taking a slow, calm breath, Angel drew back the string, aiming for just above the girl’s shoulder. She paused, steadied herself, and fired.

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Lilly's eyes widened as a sudden gust of wind blew past her shoulder, sending a shiver down her spin. That was not normal, that didn't feel right.

She quickly whipped her head around, eyes scanning frantically for the source of the wind. Her eyes eventually dropped down the the ground level, spotting the almost glass like arrow stuck just a few steps beside her.

That... That was an arrow. That had just flown by her shoulder... Someone was trying to.. Shoot her??

That train of thought almost immediately made Lilly tense and jumpy, her heart beating quite fast compared to before. She was just cautious before hand, now she was scared. Her knees quickly bent and caved in beneath her, making her gasp. She was so scared and unprepared she fell, great just great. She was getting shot at and was too scared to even move.

"A-Ah..."

#forgottenangelic #rp #;kizuna speaks #//im so exicted #sorry this is a bit short weh

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im aiming for the “shes a badass and cute as hell but I wouldn’t touch her without asking” look

#;her likes

Meeting an Angel || Closed rp with forgottenangelic

Lilly had finally decided to take a break from TOME; at least for the rest of the day. Lately things had been getting quite hectic, so much so that it was starting to interfere with her health. Spending all that time indoors wasn't a good thing, and if her parents were home they would definitely scold her.

Thing is, her parents weren't home, and neither was her little sister. So in reality, she could do whatever she wanted. Though she figured a walk would do her some good, she was starting to get a headache from all that grinding anyway. Plus after what happened with Chris, she needed something to distract her thoughts.

Her footsteps were quiet as they made contact with the soft, snowy ground. The snow was just starting to melt, leaving small puddles in it's wake. They were easy to manoeuvre around, and it wasn't like Lilly minded that her boots were getting a bit wet. Everything smelt fresh and damp, a scent that seemed to comfort her. A tang of nostalgia played with her heart and she looked around fondly at the forest around her. Walks like this were always so nice, always so calm...

Her heartbeat quickened however when a sudden rustle was heard, her eyes flicking side to side as she attempted to identify where the sound was coming from. Could it be some kind of animal? Or maybe a person? People usually walked through the forest regularly, but it was still winter. It wasn't likely that the source of the sound was a person, yet she still called out, voice small and unassuming.