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you can't feel loneliness if you don't know it exists in the first place.

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be that way // senri ichinose

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If it wasn’t already obvious before, it was apparent now: Senri really, truly didn’t want to interact with Leo. Of course, that didn’t stop Leo from attempting, but it still caused his face to screw up in a manner that wasn’t hurt, more like anxiety, or frustration. Or a mix of the three. Leo felt a little frustrated at the fact that he had been partnered with someone who was so unwilling to cooperate, but more frustrated that he had been partnered with anyone at all. Sure, he liked the idea of partners - it gave him a way to get to know people, but couldn’t his partner been a little more flexible?

Leo clenched his teeth as the door was closed on him, and the young man reached a hand up and simply placed it on the door, lowering his head and sighing. Yeah, the door had been shut on him. Great. This did happen often in Hellsalem’s Lot, but for different reasons - and this guy was someone he felt like he kind of had to at least keep in touch with.

Leo let out another frustrated sigh, backing up and weighing his options. He could continue to pester Senri, or he could just go away. Of course, to Leo, the answer was obvious - especially since the latter would have left him feeling like he failed in something. He hated that feeling, so he continued to be persistent, moreso for his sake than Senri’s - he just wanted to talk, and then he’d be on his way, that’s all.

Leo hesitantly knocked on the door twice. “I’m sorry, you’re just… leaving me with nothing. I understand you don’t want to know me, but since we were partnered up, it feels kind of like we need to at least introduce ourselves.” Cringing, he stepped back and rubbed his forehead, watching the door through the slits of his eyes. “For God’s sake, you’re the only person I even relatively know in this world.”

[shuttedin-blog]

The knocking on the door was enough to cause Senri’s head to rise slightly as he listened to Leo’s words. He sat there in silence for a couple of moments before heaving a loud sigh. He got to his feet and turned back towards the door, creaking it open again and peering to look at his partner with a cold gaze. He didn’t like that speech this guy was giving, or rather, he didn’t care that much. He just wanted him to go away and leave him alone.

This guy already knew his name, didn’t he? He was told when he got paired up with him. “Why are you asking a question you already know the answer to?” Senri bit his lip, irritated and clearly not wanting anything to do with this man. “It’s Senri Ichinose. At least I remember your name.” Leonardo Watch, whe recalled. He wasn’t sure if he had a nickname or whatever.

“There’s nothing much worth knowing about me, really.” In his opinion, he wasn’t lying. He didn’t have much of a backstory to tell or whatever. After another long pause, Senri’s awkward silence indicated that he was waiting for Leo’s introduction of himself.

[destructivecode]

Ryouta was pleased as Senri worldlessly accepted his invitation to have a seat, and didn’t even appear bothered by the fact that he wouldn’t say anything for a while. Ryouta laughed a little bit, and sat on the couch across his coffee table, before Senri finally opened his mouth to request more cookies.

“More? Oh, so you did like them! Well, I’ve got a few more, and you can definitely have them.” His expression brightened quite a bit, and the kid looked rather proud of himself. He’d impressed the grumpy stranger with cookies! Or, well, maybe not particularly impressed, but at least he liked them enough. …wait. Stranger? He still didn’t know his new friend’s name. Should he ask? Would he even tell? …He’d ask when he came back with more cookies. Ryouta hurried off to the kitchen to return a moment later, holding three more cookies and immediately extending his hand to give them to Senri.

“Here! And, uh… I have a question. What’s your name? I’m Ryouta Kawara.”

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Too cheerful. Way too chipper. Senri already felt overwhelmed. Still he, did enjoy the cookies, and it’d be rude of him to leave now. He waited quietly for Ryouta to return, turning his head to examine his surroundings. The house seemed like any other house, and to be honest, the atmosphere was rather soothing. His tensed muscles were finally starting to relax, at least until the strange boy approached him again, holding three cookies in his hand.

He took them from Ryouta, and began eating them slowly. When Senri was asked his name, he stopped for a moment, contemplating whether he should really give this Ryouta character his name or not. He did have some manners, however, and it would be incredibly rude of him to not offer his name to someone who had just given his.

Swallowing what he had in his mouth, he answered, “Senri. My name is Senri.” He shuffled awkwardly in his seat, not used to this kind of interaction. He wasn’t sure how long he was going to be stuck here, and he knew well there would be no help arriving anytime soon.

He wasn’t here to make friends, but deep down, he was thankful for Ryouta and for the cookies he’d given him.

[rpmemes-galore]

Send me 🔐 for a tip on how to make my muse trust yours

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be that way // senri ichinose

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Breathing out a sigh, Leo had a feeling Senri was ignoring him again. Whatever, of course, Leo could always knock on the door, no big deal! Leo tentatively turned around, an anxious feeling in his chest - he hadn’t seen his partner yet, what if he was making a mistake in bothering him? - but before he could lift his hand to knock, the door creaked open the slightest bit.

Leo was relieved to see that Senri had actually said a word to him. He had been bothered by the silence; he couldn’t stand being ignored. Yeah, Senri’s words were harsh, but at least his partner said something to him. Leo was used to harsh words, anyways, so he didn’t take it to heart.

He squinted again, not opening his eyes all the way but just enough that he could still see Senri. He grasped for words, unsure of what to say, before lowering his head in frustration. As he lifted his head again, though, he opened his mouth to speak, an anxious tone to his voice.

“I… know that, yeah, but hear me out. I can tell you don’t like the whole partner thing, but we should at least become acquaintances before going our separate ways. If we’re stuck together, the least we can do is talk…” Leo looked away, knowing well he’s just pushing his luck now, but it was worth a try anyways.

[shuttedin-blog]

Why would he even want to be acquaintances with anyone, much less this person? He tilted his head slightly in question, confused as to why Leo even brought up the idea. It was clear that Senri had no intention of talking to him, though he supposed it was just because people like him exist solely to drive him up a wall. He was tired of dealing with this already. Trying to reason with Senri wasn’t going to do this guy any good, and he wanted to point this out to him.

He opened the door more slightly as he prepared to answer him back. “Just because they made us partners doesn’t mean we have to be friends or get to know each other or whatever,” he looked away from Leo as he spoke, “it’d be better if we don’t know each other at all.”

He didn’t want to be near this person, and he hoped to God that guy wasn’t going to constantly try to check up on him, or even worse, drag him out of his room. After a moment’s silence, he closed the door again, though his hand was still tightly gripping the doorknob.

He hated it. Having to be stuck with someone he’s only just met, having twice as many people trying to drag him out of his comfort zone. He released the doorknob and turned away, his back leaning against the door and slid down until he reached the floor, where he quietly hugged his knees.

[arsxnelupin-blog]

be that way // senri ichinose

For the past hour, Leo had been trying to contact his partner… to no avail. Senri had been ignoring him and it was frustrating.

In situations like this, Leo would usually try to find the person and talk to them face to face, but how was Leo to know where Senri would be? He seemed really shut-out, maybe at home? It wasn’t a bad idea, but still, Leo felt it might be weird to just barge into someone’s home because they’re ignoring you. He had no rights to. But hey, if they’re partners, they need to keep tabs on each other, don’t they? Or was he just misinformed?

God, it was frustrating, but he couldn’t help but worry if only slightly. Had he done something to make Senri mad in his… like, day of being there? Leo asked too many questions to himself in that span of time but he couldn’t help but be curious. Leo’s a curious person. Especially when he has a hunch that someone dislikes him. Even if he’s just a complete worrier.

So, what does Leo do in a situation like this? He doesn’t break into their house, no, sir.

In all seriousness, he wouldn’t break into their house in such a situation, but he does try to scope out Senri’s house… and as he found it, he tried his best to contact him.

Senri, I’m being annoying, yeah, but can I talk to you? I’m at your door. “He’s gonna block me out, anyways…” Leo muttered, squinting up at the door before turning around and sighing.

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Hearing that awfully insistent voice in his head again, Senri sat up from his bed. His new partner, whoever he was, was so persistent. He had no interest on who he was, what he looked like, or where he came from, all he wanted was to be left alone. He was frustrated by how the all-too-familiar partner rule followed him to the afterlife, and the abnormal number of whackjobs around the place–he was wishing to be left alone moreso than ever before. For all he knew, his partner could be one of them and he was not looking forward to meeting him.

He contemplated ignoring him again, though in this case, his partner didn’t seem like the type to give up easily. Heaving a sigh, he stood up and approached the door, creaking it slightly, but enough where the two could make out each other’s faces.

Judging by his, in his opinion, eccentric appearance, Senri could already deduce that this guy was another falling under the whackjob category. He didn’t want to talk to him, but what has to be done has to be done. He was hoping to finish this within a few sentences and have his partner out of his life forever.

“You’re not annoying,” he muttered, both his words and expression lacking any sort of emotion, “you’re too annoying.”

[memeattic]

It’s All in the Details X

This time, you get some darker questions to think about. Fill in or ask others to send these to you. Trigger warning may apply to some of these.

If someone dear to them -a friend, a family member, lover - was killed in front of them, how would they react? What would they do, how would they feel?

What is the worst thing they could imagine happening to them that includes no one else (except possibly someone who wants to harm them; no hurt loved ones or the like)?

How would they react to being stabbed in the back by the one they trust the most?

What would make them betray others?

Is there some event in the past that they can’t let go of? What and why?

What are their greatest weaknesses, physical and mental?

How would they be affected if they lost everything? What would they do?

How would they react and what would they do if they refused to do something, and that led to a death of someone important to them?

What would they do and how would they feel if they had to make an impossible choice (for example, between saving two loved ones)? How would this affect them afterwards?

Someone they hold close has to make a choice saving one of two people, your muse being the other one. This person ends up not choosing your muse, how do they react and how do they feel?

They’re the last person alive. How do they spend their days, how do they feel, what do they think?

If they got to choose, how would they like to die?

How would they least like to die?

What’s physically the most painful thing that has happened to them?

What’s mentally/emotionally the most painful thing that has happened to them?

What regrets do they have?

[roleplayers-ink]

balancing personality flaws

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conformist   ☆☆☆★☆☆☆☆  rebel         naive   ☆☆☆☆☆★☆☆ cynical indecisive    ☆☆★☆☆☆☆☆  inflexible      selfish     ☆★☆☆☆☆☆☆ self-sacrificing apathetic     ☆☆☆★☆☆☆☆ emotional      fearful     ☆☆★☆☆☆☆☆  reckless    childish     ☆☆☆★☆☆☆☆  humorless dependent   ☆☆☆☆☆★☆☆ loner     passive     ☆☆★☆☆☆☆☆  aggressive 

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Ryouta stood still in anticipation, wondering what Senri would think of the cookie. It wasn’t like some super-special thing, just how he usually made them, but he hoped he would like it anyways. His eyes widened with shock as he was pulled inside his own apartment, confused and surprised.

“…Didn’t you say that you weren’t going to come inside?” Ryouta mumbled, stunned after the strange events of what had happened. He had no clue as to why Senri would just jump up and drag him inside like this. He thought it over- twice, even- and couldn’t understand. Well, it couldn’t be that bad.

Ryouta jumped in excitement as Senri finally took a bite out of the cookie. He couldn’t tell if Senri liked it, didn’t, or was somewhere in between. His expression was kinda.. flat. But he spoke soon after.

“Too much salt..? Oh, alright. I guess I’ll put in less next time. Um, thanks for the input!” He was a little upset at first, but quickly recovered, still trying to put on a friendly face for his new friend. “Well, now that you’re inside, we may as well go sit down, right?”

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He wasn’t sure if he was making his predicament better or worse. The hallways were dangerous, not safe for someone like Senri, for several reasons. Then again, having to be inside a stranger’s room was equally dangerous, as well. He felt like he was going to die already, the way thise was going. He wanted to leave as soon as possible, but at the same time he honestly did enjoy the cookies, even if they were a bit salty. Not only that, but it was also rude to leave someone’s home without their permission. He does have some manners, yes.

He hesitated at the invitation. It was tempting, and his legs were beginning to ache from standing around for so long. Irritably muttering to himself, he complied to the stranger’s request. He took rest on the armchair, which he sat in without speaking another word for some time.

The stranger did seem a little hurt by his response to the cookies, and admittedly, he did feel somewhat bad about it. After a couple more seconds of silence, he spoke up hesitantly, “Do you have any more of the cookies?” Despite his complaint, they actually tasted really good. To be honest, he’s just not used to complimenting others.

He was angry at himself for giving in so easily, but there was nothing he could do about it. He doubted this guy could hurt him, either. The intention was real and obvious, and Senri felt more relaxed to confirm that.

[koichun]

“Don’t cry. Seeing you look so sad makes me…”

[knighterroneous-blog]

Hien lets out a mild, noncommittal growl, trying to pin his ears back. It’s no use. No matter how he tries, they’re stuck in that silly upright position and there’s no helping it. Instead he settles on watching the younger man’s movements, watching him dust himself off.

Hien admits he was probably too harsh, but he doesn’t like being stared at like he’s some freak or being yelled at for doing nothing. Hien has an unpredictable temper and a cruel streak an inch wide but a mile deep. He curls his lip as the other continues staring at him, making him even angrier. Ever since he came here, people treated him like an oddity.

But it’s useless to fly off the handle even more, he decides. He doesn’t seem to be able to hold his own in a fight, neither of fists nor of words, and Hien finds it dishonorable to relentlessly bully a weak opponent. So he breathes deeply, in and out, and raises an eyebrow at his limp and the slight scent of blood. 

“Don’t lie,” he says bluntly, approaching him. “If you are injured, then you are injured. There is no reason to hide that. I shall patch you up.”

[shuttedin-blog]

He’d been caught redhanded. He should’ve expected this outcome; after all, he was well aware of how his acting needed work. It would’ve been so much easier, though, if he could just patch himself up at home. His door was just a couple feet away, after all, but the stranger insisted.

…Oh, that’s right. His door was just a few feet away from him. If he made a run for it, he could probably lock the door and escape harm… Although, considering his situation with his injured knee, he would probably trip again and make things even worse for himself. Then again, he’s already used to that.

Now leaning against the wall, trying to avoid putting any weight on his knee, he asked, “Why are you so intent on patching me up? I don’t even know you.” To be honest, he wasn’t exactly familiar with this sort of kindness, and wasn’t sure himself how to react to this sort of situation. “Let me go and you’ll never see me again. Honest. You’ll never have to be reminded of me.”

He felt like he was about to be taken hostage, to be honest. His back slid down the wall until he reached an obedient sitting position, contrary to what his complaints had said beforehand. He shot the stranger a cold, wordless gaze, an expression on his face that seemed to state, ‘Get this over with already’.

[cascadiian]

     Disappointed by his rejection, Raelyn’s shoulders slumped slightly and her eyebrows furrowed downwards. A childish pout fell across her face, and she crossed her arms over her chest. With a stomp of her foot,–which proved to be quite difficult as the ground was bouncy enough to almost knock her off balance–she dipped her head down to meet his stare as he seemed to not want to look directly at her.

     “Hah?! What’s not knowin’ me got to do with anything?” She was adamant, and had no intention on letting him get away. She wanted to play and she’d chosen him.

     Raelyn had left her home with the sole intention of finding some way to entertain herself as her room was rather boring with its lack of pizzazz. She thought about decorating it, but was still hesitant about using magic while being underage.

[shuttedin-blog]

Dear lord, please just leave him alone. However, the looks of escaping this situation seemed glum, in which Senri heaved a long sigh. He doubted walking away was going to make this situation any better, nor was giving up and complying going to do any good. Simply refusing was just going to cause more useless drama, too. He’d been trapped. Cornered. Fight or flight instincts were kicking in and Senri prepared to make his move.

“Any normal person wouldn’t ask strangers to play with them,” he answered bluntly, “are you a child? Leave me alone.” Throwing out insults may be the only possible way to save him from this fate. It’s a gamble, yes, but it was his only chance. He could either leave unscathed, or make the situation ten times worse. This was a true moment of suspense.

If he was forced to play in this jumping game madness, he could only hope that it wouldn’t last for long. He only had so much energy, and wasting it on hopping around was going to be such a bother.

[shuttedin-blog]

♤ ♧ ♢ ✦

♤ Has your muse developed to be different from their canon selves through roleplay?

it’s been only recent since i started to roleplay him, but really i would hope so!! even during his own route in the game, it was difficult to get a good look inside senri’s head. there’s a lot of things that weren’t really explained or delved into in general (for instance, his childhood trauma that led him into isolating himself in the first place). a lot of important information about senri didn’t even come from his route, and wasn’t even explained by him at all.

it’s a little frustrating sometimes not to be able to use that kind of information efficiently, but to be honest it also gives me the chance to develop him myself if that makes any sense?? idk. i love senri and think about him a lot. he’s the type of character you can build differently, in a way?

♧ Any part of their canon portrayal you dislike?

senri contradicts himself a lot, in my opinion. it gets a little frustrating, and stumps me when i roleplay from time to time. this boy needs to make up his mind honestly

♢ What’s your opinion on different interpretations of your muse?

i love them, actually?? so long as it’s not like generalizing him to be a self-loathing scaredy cat neet haha.. like i said before, he’s the kind of character anyone can build differently. i would actually love to see other senri roleplayers and how they develop him compared to how i do it. just talking about it gets me kind of excited tbh dear lord

✦ Has your own interpretation changed from when you first began playing the character?

answered!

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✦

✦ Has your own interpretation changed from when you first began playing the character?

yes! it’s kind of why i love roleplaying, to be honest? like. for me, it gives me the chance to really think about the inner workings of a character and how they function and see the world. i love possibilities. i’m weak

[shuttedin-blog]

ツ

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the mun's interpretation

♚ Do you agree with fandom interpretation of your character?

♤ Has your muse developed to be different from their canon selves through roleplay?

✘ Any unpopular opinions about your muse?

♧ Any part of their canon portrayal you dislike?

☯ Is your muse liked or disliked by fandom? Does this affect your portrayal?

♢ What's your opinion on different interpretations of your muse?

✦ Has your own interpretation changed from when you first began playing the character?

✍ Has new canon material ever forced you to adjust your headcanons?

✎ What do you wish the author would reveal/had revealed about your muse?

❀ Share a headcanon you have not shared.

[shuttedin-blog]

⚔ ⛨

⚔: Would your muse kill if they had to in order to protect a loved one?

answered!

⛨: What would they sacrifice their life for?

Friendship. The select few who can manage to befriend him. When it comes to friendship or love, Senri would be willing to give up everything in order to protect them.

Friendship isn’t something he can give up easily, and he feels the need to prove himself when it comes to making friends. Unfortunately, he has a tendency to feel that what he does isn’t good enough for others around him. This is part of why Senri would be willing to go extreme measures when it comes to friends, even to the point of giving himself up for it.

[shuttedin-blog]

7, 15

7: Which personality trait(s) in others annoy your muse most?

Pushy people bother Senri the most. Pushy, loud, and excitable people who don’t know how to leave him alone. He despises these kinds of people because of the way they try to force him out of his shell, often at the worst times. The abundance of energy and enthusiasm will easily wear Senri out, easily within minutes. Because of this, he avoids any interaction with these personalities, but this plan ultimately fails. He’s not sure why he has such terrible luck when it comes to this, though it’s probably because they’re attracted to the metaphorical gloom cloud on him.

15: Which beliefs or views is your muse irrationally attached to and will defend against all observations and logic?

He believes that people can’t be trusted. He believes that mankind is greedy, taking only what they want and ignoring the rest. This mindset soon became the cause for several of Senri’s flaws and habits, which he has little intention in changing or, at times, even acknowledging.