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"math is hard," cafe replies without hesitating. it's not her strongest subject, either, though she knows that bakushin struggles quite hard with most of her classes in general. she straightens out her coat a little, thinking for a moment before replying. "we're going to need more than just one for each eventually. this will do for—"

then it hits her. bakushin asked for both cafe and her friend to help, without any sort of pretense, any fear, any reservation. her eyes widen, and she looks back up at the other umamusume with an almost vulnerable shock. "you..."

the breeze rustles her hair, making her ears twitch. on the wind carries a soft, low voice that cafe surmises only she can hear.

i'll... help. she... is kind.

she squeezes bakushin's hand gently. "... we'll help you. we'd be glad to."

bakubakushiiin

Bakushin's smile is bright, like the sun on a summer's day. She squeezes Cafe's hand back just as gently.

"Great! I am glad your friend is willing to help, too! You speak so highly of them, so I am really happy to hear that." She lets go of Cafe's hand and straigthens her posture.

"Two tracks should be easier to start with, but it still might take some time. Things are really different here..." Bakushin trails off.

"Maybe we should start a group chat for planning?"

slicksurge

"my friend means the world to me," café replies, and she means every word of it. she straightens out her coat again, looking towards the sky in contemplation. "things are different, yes... i think a group chat on umacord is the best option, unless they don't have that here. i'll look to see who's in charge and what sector would be best for a set of tracks... and then we'll begin."

she begins to walk down the street, taking in the sights. "what have you done here so far? how long ago did you arrive? have you enrolled in a school of any kind to keep up your education?"

#slicksurge #bakubakushiiin 01.#bakubakushiiin #{ ic. }#{ threads. }#{ queued. }

frosthera

yummy!! this cafe truly had the best cakes!! not too sweet nor not too expensive either. fluffy tail would thump against her chair in glee , light little thumps that could barely be heard through the soft chatter of other customers. and it looked like she wasn't the only one enjoying what this cafe had to offer , though , on the beverage end. from the scent alone , it seemed to be coffee.

❛ ... is coffee really that delicious?? ❜ @slicksurge

slicksurge

"is that even a question?" comes the half-derisive reply, but the young woman closes her eyes and purses her lips at her outburst's tone. she turns around in the swivel chair to face the lady before her.

"yes, it is that delicious to me. any bean can shine in the right environment and with the right processing, from the bitterest, darkest roast to the lightest and sweetest, from acrid to floral. some people need milk and sugar, but i think that letting the flavors of the coffee have your full attention is best to enjoy it, unless they truly go together." as she speaks about her favorite drink, she seems to relax, the unsettling gaze suddenly becoming almost kind.

"if you'd want something on the sweeter side, a medium-roast from colombia with a splash of milk reminds me of chocolate. it's not too much, but it's not too little."

#slicksurge #frosthera #frosthera 01.#{ ic. }#{ threads. }#{ queued. }

mangekyouillusionist

@slicksurge

With some groceries bought, he had begun preparing dinner for the evening with not too much to his day other than relaxing. Sure, he had his usual training routine, but he kept things simple for the sake of his own health. Frankly, he didn't feel like pushing his luck, and the island seemed rather peaceful. Not getting into trouble, not having to help too many? It's been ... almost anxiety inducing. He wasn't use to having this down time, and it bothered him to a point. His cooking at the moment was mainly to help deal with that lack of... anything to do.

With an idea of a seafood platter in his mind, he was taken back a bit to his days of cooking for his brother back when his parents would be gone on missions. It was at least something soothing, but there was the issue that he was cooking for more than just one person. Something he came to realize once he finished and saw just how much he made.

"This is... an issue," he spoke aloud as he stood before the dishes he had prepared. Lobster? Salmon? even some pork along with a fresh salad. He really needed to stop doing this. "Perhaps I should just be banned from the kitchen...?" he questioned himself before chuckling. Ah, oh well. It was his money, so it was his loss. Though, he did have roommates.

slicksurge

should other stars fall out of the sky and plop into the apartment, perhaps they'd find a meal on the way down. for now, only one stares with wide, piercing pale yellow eyes, observing with a cool, distant intrigue. she sips at her coffee, deciding silence and space is best when someone works with sharp cutlery and searing oil.

however, her friend has other ideas.

just a breadth outside of itachi's periphery, some of the salmon begins to wiggle, nudging itself off of the cutting board and into an unknown void... otherwise known as a hungry mouth.

manhattan café sighs, a deep, displeased puff from the nose. her ears nearly melt into her head of ebony hair from how low they sit in her irritation. "you might want to put the leftovers away unless you want someone to steal them," she advises.

#slicksurge #mangekyouillusionist #mangekyouillusionist 01.#{ ic. }#{ threads. }#ACK this took forever #i'm so sorry :''''') life has been disgusting

I PASSED MY SIE EXAM! Replies will be coming throughout the week; I'm gonna put them in the queue. If you want to interact, feel free to DM me or reply to this post!!!

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Send me 👈 + a body part for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly poking them there

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hey gamers! quick update. so i HAVE seen the replies and starters i need to get to, and i will get to them—i'm studying for a very important exam that's coming up in the first week of june. i'm gonna be hella spotty until it's done with, but i'll try and put some replies in the queue. if you want to talk and plot, my discord is salmonandsoup#6475 !

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slicksurge

cafe's face pulls even further into a frown the more digital talks; this world truly doesn't have any umamusume? she finds it hard to wrap her head around. taking another sip of coffee, she ponders digital's words for a moment. "what would a world without umamusume even be like?"

a world without umamusume... a world without the thundering of cleat-capped shoes; without the roars of an elated crowd; without the swerving, soft ears, and the flicks of eager tails... a world without that sounds like a world she doesn't want to live in. even moreso than before, she finds herself grateful for any company.

"do you know if there is a way where we can request to go home?" she asks her fellow racer. "if not, what do you know about this place?"

fullcolorfangirling

"RIght?! I said the same thing! It's like all those weird isekai stories where someone gets transported to a different world and all of that! Only well I'm pretty sure this is real. If it isn't I think all of those pinches wouldn't have hurt as much."

Then again the method most of those characters got dragged into world's like these were more extreme then how Digital remembered. Unless something happened somewhere along the way that she blanked out. That too unfortunately was a rather common trope...

"Well I uh....I don't really know. The people here told me that there's no way of getting home. Some of them have even been here for years and haven't seen home once since then." She hoped that wouldn't be the case for them too but thinking like that at all was already the sign that she had given up.

"But it's not that bad really? Kinda reminds me of what's around Japan a bit but without being anywhere from home. J-Just you know without our school. Or anyone we really know from it..."

slicksurge

the more digital talks, the more cafe's stomach begins to churn. people have been here for years? just where is this place and what does its leaders have planned for them? she isn't one to throw a fit, but she rubs at the bridge of her nose again with a loud hum of displeasure, eyes stinging just a little. her tail lashes as the situation fully sets in.

"so... we're stuck here. we know only each other and bakushin o. please tell me people here are at least generally polite to each other. i would rather not worry about malevolent forces if possible," she says before taking another long sip of her coffee. ( a part of her wishes it was laced with something a little stronger... )

#slicksurge #fullcolorfangirling #fullcolorfangirling 01.#{ ic. }#{ threads. }#cafe's like 'FUCK.'#but obviously she would not say that aloud unless wasted #she may need a side hug :''')#she's definitely going to be pissed for a bit tho but digitan is genuinely a balm on the situation

should i make a permanent starter call for this honse 🤔

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🌌 What’s their biggest “what if” that keeps them up at night?

emoji questions. // accepting!

she hates that she thinks about it, because she tries not to let these thoughts have any space in her head, but one of her biggest "what ifs" is what her potential would be like if she wasn't dealing with chronic fatigue and illness. while she is a MONSTER in long races, despite her conditions, she struggles with bursts of speed in shorter lengths. maybe she'd be able to power through.

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slicksurge

bakushin's energy is infectious, cafe has to admit. a soft chuckle leaves her lips when bakushin's arms spread wide to present the park. cafe finds her posture relaxing subconsciously in the presence of such joy, and within moments, her friend leans against her from behind, curious and eager to hear more from the vivacious class representative.

"if we may be the only umamusume here, i can imagine there aren't any race tracks like we have back at home," she replies, sobering slightly. "we should look to see if there may be a race track for a school. a lot of them offer track and field electives, even if they're just for human students. if all else fails, this park will do."

she rubs her knuckles against her lips as she begins to think. "maybe we need to think long-term and find a place where we could build one. we can't be the only athletes in this place; it's huge." her eyes lift up to meet bakushin's once more. "do you think we could get together enough support to do so?"

bakubakushiiin

"No, there aren't any." Bakushin says. Though, her eyes do light up when Cafe suggests looking for a school.

"Oh! I think there might be a University in another Ward? I got help from a professor there for a math problem I had... before I came here." The Uma says, almost bashful at the end of the sentence.

"But if more of us come here, you are right! We need to look into making race tracks just for us! One turf and one dirt - that way all of our classmates can practice and race!"

She reaches out to grasp Cafe's hand in both fo hers. "Cafe-san, will you and your friend help?"

slicksurge

"math is hard," cafe replies without hesitating. it's not her strongest subject, either, though she knows that bakushin struggles quite hard with most of her classes in general. she straightens out her coat a little, thinking for a moment before replying. "we're going to need more than just one for each eventually. this will do for—"

then it hits her. bakushin asked for both cafe and her friend to help, without any sort of pretense, any fear, any reservation. her eyes widen, and she looks back up at the other umamusume with an almost vulnerable shock. "you..."

the breeze rustles her hair, making her ears twitch. on the wind carries a soft, low voice that cafe surmises only she can hear.

i'll... help. she... is kind.

she squeezes bakushin's hand gently. "... we'll help you. we'd be glad to."

#slicksurge #bakubakushiiin 01.#bakubakushiiin #{ ic. }#{ threads. }#ACK THIS TOOK FOREVER #i'm so sorry. i wanna kick the SIE exam's ass

slicksurge

even after three years and counting, agnes digital's specific brand of squealing, squeaking fangirling still catches cafe a little off-guard. she thankfully only tenses as agnes digs herself further and further into a squawky hole, not spilling a drop of her drink. ( with the loud, awful morning she's had, had she spilled it, she would have ended up on the news. )

"i arrived here a couple of days ago," she replies, "and i'm still trying to figure out where this even is. it seems like everyone interrupts everyone here. i'm not upset." she rubs at the bridge of her nose with a long, soft sigh. it's so noisy—correction, the people here are so noisy.

"you can sit with me as long as you don't start crying over the privilege. it's not worth crying over," she adds after a moment.

fullcolorfangirling

"Oh that's good!" Probably. It didn't sound like it but it was hard to tell with the tone of her voice. "I've been here since Halloween and I still don't understand it myself. Kinda strange that nothing's popped up really."

Even though Digital did learn some things that did continue to confuse her to this day. For better or for worse given the lack of actual support here as well...

"It's really really strange though. A lot of people here don't even know who umas are. I told them some names of some of my oshis but even that didn't seem to make sense. They didn't even know horse girls were a thing! Can you believe that? A world where none of us exist? That's like, REALLY weird isn't it?"

slicksurge

cafe's face pulls even further into a frown the more digital talks; this world truly doesn't have any umamusume? she finds it hard to wrap her head around. taking another sip of coffee, she ponders digital's words for a moment. "what would a world without umamusume even be like?"

a world without umamusume... a world without the thundering of cleat-capped shoes; without the roars of an elated crowd; without the swerving, soft ears, and the flicks of eager tails... a world without that sounds like a world she doesn't want to live in. even moreso than before, she finds herself grateful for any company.

"do you know if there is a way where we can request to go home?" she asks her fellow racer. "if not, what do you know about this place?"

#slicksurge #fullcolorfangirling #fullcolorfangirling 01.#{ ic. }#{ threads. }#sorry for being late!

rpclefairy

first meeting sentence starters.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

“Looks like we’re in this together now.”

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raesource

headcanon questions

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the questions are being sent for . feel free to edit these as you see fit .

🌟 What’s something small they did as a child that hinted at who they’d become?

❤️ Who is the one person they’d drop everything for, no questions asked?

💔 What’s the one wound (physical / emotional) they’ll never fully recover from?

🗡️ What’s their “I’ve killed for less” trigger?

☀️ What’s their happiest childhood memory?

🌧️ What kind of weather matches their soul?

🍽️ What meal do they cook when they need to feel like themselves again?

🎶 What song instantly makes them emotional & why?

🌙 Do they sleep peacefully / fight nightmares every night?

🔒 What’s a secret they’ll take to their grave?

🪞 What do they secretly hate about their own appearance?

💪 What random skill are they weirdly proud of?

👶 Baby picture of them - what’s the most embarrassing thing about it?

🏠 Describe their home when no one’s watching—messy, spotless, chaotic cozy?

😭 What always makes them cry, even if they hate admitting it?

😂 What’s the dumbest thing they’ve ever laughed at for way too long?

🧸 Do they still have a childhood comfort object? Where is it now?

✏️ What nickname do they secretly love being called?

⚔️ How do they act when they’re furious but have to stay polite?

🩸 What’s the worst injury they’ve ever had & the story behind it?

🕊️ What would instantly calm them down in a panic attack?

🔥 What’s something they’d burn the world down to protect?

🌹 What scent reminds them of the person they loved/love most?

🪥 What’s their most oddly specific daily routine?

💔 What’s the one apology they’re still waiting for that’ll never come?

🃏 Are they the type to forgive / hold a grudge until the end of the universe?

🌌 What’s their biggest “what if” that keeps them up at night?

🦋 What was their “I’m not a kid anymore” moment?

🎭 Do they wear a mask in public? What’s the real them like underneath?

🧳 If they had to leave home forever with only one bag, what do they pack?

🌑 What’s the darkest thought they’ve ever had about themselves?

☕ What’s their comfort drink?

🖤 What’s a “villain” trait they actually possess?

🤝 Who is the one person they never want to disappoint?

🎁 What gift would utterly destroy them (in a good / bad way)?

🩹 How do they react when someone they love is hurt?

🌅 Are they a sunrise / sunset person - what do they think about while looking at their favorite?

🧣 What texture/clothing item makes them feel safe?

🦉 What piece of advice do they give everyone but never follow themselves?

🔪 What’s the most violent thing they’ve ever done for love / survival?

🦋 What seemingly insignificant memory do they cherish the most?

🌹 What is their love language & how badly do they need it right now?

🪨 What’s the hardest choice they’ve ever made?

🧋 What food/drink do they hate that everyone else loves?

🕰️ If they could relive one day of their life, which would it be?

👑 In their own story, are they the hero / villain / someone else entirely?

🌡️ What temperature do they keep their home at & why?

🧸 What would their younger self think of them now?

💌 What’s the letter / text they’ll never send?

⚰️ What do they want written on their gravestone / what do they want people to remember them for?

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how do you feel about like... horse-horses?

manhattan's general opinions. // accepting!

she tilts her head at the question, nothing but pure confusion on her face. "horse-horses? what are horses?" she asks. it's too genuine to be a prank...

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lunastriker

send me “D20: -insert action-” and i’ll roll a d20 without modifiers. Depending on the result my character can either succeed, fail, or mess up very bad depending on the roll.

Roller found here [x]

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the-write-ideas

Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

Ⓦ

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fullcolorfangirling

"WHAAAGHAGAHGAH? W-When did you get here Cafe? I mean not that there's a problem I-I just didn't even know you came here!" Maybe she was slacking or maybe the phone notifications for when new contacts got added just didn't work as she planned. Still it was pretty hard to deny that the long jet black hair and "spooky" eyes was anyone but her. If this was a dream somehow it was the most realistic dream Digital had in a long time....

"A-A-Actually I'm not interrupting your coffee right? I know how much you love having brews alone. The last time I even tried coffee well..." Did she pass out? Or was that the deadline approaching the uma had forgotten about that caused her to wake up on the floor. Only her roommate in her experimental insanity could probably have explained it.

"...That's not important actually! Can I sit with you?"

@slicksurge

slicksurge

even after three years and counting, agnes digital's specific brand of squealing, squeaking fangirling still catches cafe a little off-guard. she thankfully only tenses as agnes digs herself further and further into a squawky hole, not spilling a drop of her drink. ( with the loud, awful morning she's had, had she spilled it, she would have ended up on the news. )

"i arrived here a couple of days ago," she replies, "and i'm still trying to figure out where this even is. it seems like everyone interrupts everyone here. i'm not upset." she rubs at the bridge of her nose with a long, soft sigh. it's so noisy—correction, the people here are so noisy.

"you can sit with me as long as you don't start crying over the privilege. it's not worth crying over," she adds after a moment.

#slicksurge #fullcolorfangirling #fullcolorfangirling 01.#{ ic. }#{ threads. }#cafe vc: you are. so strange. but you are also familiar so i will allow this #( she doesn't hate digitan to be clear she's just a very quiet individual who likes chillin and digitan is. NAWT chill sdflkjdgh )

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