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okay sorry i've been gone but tbh my nine muse is dead?? like that last episode completely killed any and all muse i had for him la u gh s
but!! feel free to follow here if you wanna plot or something??
hopefully i'll get his muse back but i have no idea when that will be orz. i'm sorry againg vdwchdf kj
↳ we’re born with millions of little lights shining in our hearts and they die along the way ’till we’re old and we’re cold and lying in the dark cause they’ll all burn out one day ↲
✕ it's getting dark in this heart of mine ✕
Zankyou no Terror - #11 VON
Lisa trying to play with Nine and Twelve
The Death of Twelve.
I noticed this track in episode 9 and realized it was in Icelandic, so I thought I’d write down the lyrics and translate for those that are interested. The meaning is very beautiful and I’m pretty sure it comes straight from Twelve’s heart.
Since I’m translating this just from listening to it, there will most likely be minor errors since the singing is a little unclear at some points (there’s one line I can’t seem to make words out of).
(Vetur, sumar, samanrenna)
Þar sem gróir, þar er von,
allt sem græðir geymir von,
úr klakaböndum kemur hún fram,
af köldum himni fikrar sig fram,
veröld sýnist stillt, allt er kyrrt,
allt er hljótt, kviknar von,
meðan allt sækir fram, streymir fram,
verður til, þá er von,
hún lýsir allt sem er,
allt sem er og var og verður,
hún sest í ljúfan dvala,
(unintelligible)
Þar sem glóir, þar er von,
allt sem græðir geymir von,
úr klakaböndum kemur hún fram,
af köldum himni fikrar sig fram,
veröld sýnist stillt, allt er kyrrt,
allt er hljótt, kviknar von,
meðan allt sækir fram, streymir fram,
verður til, þá er von,
hún bræðir allt sem er,
allt sem er og var og verður,
hún sest í djúpan dvala,
(unintelligible)
í hrauni verður hlý,
í hrauni verður hlý,
í heimi verður hlý,
í hrauni verður hlý.
TRANSLATION:
(Winter, summer, converging)
Where things grow, there is hope,
all that heals has hope,
out of bonds of ice, she appears,
from a cold sky, inches herself forward,
the world seems set, everything is still,
everything is quiet, hope is sparked,
while everything advances, flows forward,
comes into existence, then there’s hope,
she illuminates everything there is,
everything there is and was and will be,
she falls into a sweet slumber,
(unintelligible)
Where things glow, there is hope,
all that heals has hope,
out of bonds of ice, she appears,
from a cold sky, inches herself forward,
the world seems set, everything is still,
everything is quiet, hope is sparked,
while everything advances, flows forward,
comes into existence, then there’s hope,
she melts everything there is,
everything there is and was and will be,
she falls into a deep slumber,
(unintelligible)
in lava becomes warm,
in lava becomes warm,
in a world becomes warm,
in lava becomes warm.
"Remember Us."
"Pass! I'm open!"
Despite the past few weeks where he had shown nothing but distaste towards Lisa it's like Twelve had said - he didn't mean it. He never really did; his bitter appearance could be something considered a 'defense mechanism' kept up to protect him while he continued towards his goal. Now that everything he strived for was accomplished well - walls could only come down from then on.
A slight grin quirked up the edge of his lips - an expression that before would've been considered rare - softening his features just slightly. Lisa wasn't an athletic person, but still watching her try was cute. With his right foot he kicked the ball over to her, curious as to whether or not she'd actually get it this time.
“Of course you won’t quit, however I will tell you a secret: I couldn’t care less. I don’t care about the prototype of that bomb you have stolen, so long as it won’t explode before I can beat you, that is." If only she could be able to convey into words what she felt in those years –– or no, maybe even in that case she wouldn’t speak the whole truth: the truth of how everything changed from the day they left, how the only thought keeping her anchored to some kind of sanity was the possibility to play together one last time –– and win. She was nothing but a tool pretending to be human from time to time, however that single memory, that sole obsession was what she needed in order to remember who she was, what she wanted, and the fact that she would do anything in her power to obtain it.
“The fact we’re are talking means I’m one step away from my long-waited victory. I won’t allow anyone else to have you, Nine: whether it’s the American government or the Japanese police, whether I need to make an enemy out of the world, I will do what is necessary." Five made a short pause, there wasn’t the usual mocking sneer on her lips: she probably had the expression of someone who worked for something, whose moment to grasp it with her own hands finally come. "We both needed our purpose in order to survive, and this is mine, always the same in the past years."
"And what would you do if I set it off before the end of this game you've started? What would happen then?" The second question, though unneeded, was only repeated for emphasis. His head canted to the side, the action similar to that of a bird showing signs of curiosity. He didn't understand the reasoning for this game to continue years later; should the reason be the fact she hated him, or something else entirely, he'd rather it be over now instead of days down the road. The remaining subjects - him, twelve, five - they were all set on a time limit and each second she took away from his remaining days only pushed him further and further away from his ultimate goal. In a way it made him grow to dislike her, but he couldn't say he hated her - not after what he put her through at that place.
"...When will this game end, Five?" A simple question was voiced rather monotonously after she finished speaking. Despite the 'speech' she gave he couldn't help but pity her in a sense. To live for so long for only one goal - it was pitiful. But, he was the same wasn't he-? Surviving only to take down that organization; he really was no better than her in the end.
The urge to point out how unfriendly the other looked with that grumpy face swelled within like a balloon being filled with air, but Sei was quick to settle for a giggle instead.
“Arata? That’s not a name you hear every day around these parts.” It was actually a pretty common one, but Sei was putting up a front in order to cognize how the other would react to it.
“Well then, tell me, Arata, is there anywhere more private we could talk or would you like to chat about bombs and explosions in the middle of this bustling street?” An eyebrow quirked up in his features in defiance— whoever thought Sei was an angel, might want to reconsider. Whenever it came to feeding his own interests and whims, the ebony haired wouldn’t hesitate to take a leap into the checkmate as though life was based on a game of chess.
With a hand to his hip and his head leaning to the side, Sei let out a sigh, "How’s it going to be, Arata-kun? Aren’t you interested on what I have to say?" He urged, his patience slowly wearing thin. The coldness in the eyes of the lad gave him chills running down his spine, but to Sei, rather than feeling threatened by that, it was as though the other was directly provoking him with his gaze alone.
He loved those eyes. So empty. So… mysterious. In a normal situation, Sei would have returned a similar kind of stare, but his minutes were counted and he couldn’t waste a second longer with fiddle-faddles.
Even with his fair amount of observation skills he gained when he was younger, he was smart enough to know Arata was a rather common name in Japan, so seeing through Sei's ruse was easy enough. If only he knew the purpose for such a game he'd be much more content with this whole situation, but as it stood, for one of the few rare moments in his life, Nine was left in the dark - something that could make a sickening sensation curl in his stomach. ( admittedly it was the same feeling that arose whenever he found out that Lisa was cooking dinner. )
The faintest click sounded from his mouth; the noise of tongue hitting against teeth in an irritated manner,"Don't speak of such things so casually." The command was spoken in a quiet hush, an aggravated huff of breath ghosting over his lips soon afterwards. However this kid was - if he even was a kid - obviously knew more than he should. Slender digits rose to readjust the glasses resting along the bridge of his nose, a habit he's formed when he was thinking. What was the saying - keep your friends close, but your enemies closer? Well, should Sei become a problem it only seemed logical to give him a false sense of companionship, even if it were just for right now.
It would be an idiotic move to bring someone unknown to what he could consider his living quarters, but a building, one that was abandoned for the most part, seemed to be a safe place to listen to something that could be considered unconventional at best,"I'll listen to what you have to say so long as we don't talk in broad day light ." A single brow arched, almost as if he were willing to meet Sei's challenge with one of his own,"Do you trust me enough to follow me?" Voice of a smooth baritone sounded past his vocals, and if he could actually take up the tone it would sound mocking.
They are not like tremors, they are w o r s e than tremors, they are these terrors. ————- And it’s like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and s q u e e z i n g and sometimes I see flames. And sometimes I see people that I love dying. And I can’t —— I can’t ever wake up.
MEET THE MUSE
ABOUT ME
► Name ➔ Unknown ( alias - arata kokonoe ) ► Will you answer all questions truthfully ➔ “Yes.” ► Are you single ➔ “Yes.” ► Are you happy ➔ “More or less.” ► Are you angry? ➔ “Not really.” ► Are your parents still married ➔ Orphaned
TEN FACTS
► Birth Place ➔ Japan; city unkown ► Hair Color ➔ Black ► Eye Color ➔ Dark Grey ► Birthday ➔ Unkown ► Mood ➔ Content ► Gender ➔ Male. ► Lefty or Righty ➔ Ambidextrous ► Summer or winter ➔ Winter ► Morning or afternoon ➔ Morning
TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE
► Are you in love ➔ “No.” ► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ “No.” ► Who ended your last relationship ➔ “I've never been in a relationship.” ► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ “No.” ► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ “No.” ► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ “No.” ► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ “No.” ► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ “No.”
TEN CHOICES
► Love or lust ➔ “Neither.” ► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ “Tea” ► Cats or Dogs ➔ "Cats.” ► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “Neither. “ ► Television or internet ➔ “Internet.” ► Pepsi or Coke ➔ “I don't like soda.” ► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ “...” ► Day or night ➔ “Night.” ► IM or Phone ➔ “Phone.”
TEN HAVE YOU EVER
► Been caught sneaking out ➔ “Yes.” ► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ “No.” ► White water rafted ➔ “No.” ► Finished an entire jawbreaker ➔ “I've never had one?" ► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ “Yes.” ► Prank called a store ➔ “No.” ► Skipped school ➔ “Yes.” ► Wanted to disappear ➔ “No.”
TEN PREFERENCES
► Smile or eyes ➔ “Neither.” ► Light or dark hair ➔ “Neither?” ► Fat or skinny ➔ “What is the point of these?” ► Shorter or Taller ➔ “I don't care.” ► Intelligence or Attraction ➔ "Intelligence?” ► Hook-up or Relationship ➔ “Neither.” ► Funny and poor OR rich and serious ➔ “See above.”
RELATIONSHIPS
► Are you in a committed relationship ➔ No ► When was your last relationship ➔ N/A ► Do you still love them ➔ N/A
FAMILY
► Do you and your family get along ➔ Don’t talk ► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ No ► Have you ever ran away from home ➔ Yes ► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ No ► If so, how long ➔ —
FRIENDS
► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ “No” ► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ “You coul say that.”
► Who is your best friend ➔ “Twelve.” ► Who knows everything about you ➔ “See above.”
MORE
► Last person you hung out with ➔ “Twelve and Lisa.” ► Last thing you ate ➔ “Ramen” ► Last thing you drank ➔ “Water” ► Last place you were ➔ “The apartment”
