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[boundforgreatness]

“in honor of… what is this day called? sinday?” albedo lets out a contemplative hum. “i shall offer stimulants and other aphrodisiacs as ingredients and in the form of potions. i don't have very many, but i am not worried about the stock; it can always be replenished. please, come indulge.”

[riilucente]

@bewitchedmuses continued from here!

"You think I'm clever?" The oni was beaming with pride, completely overlooking the rest of what was said and taking it as a compliment. A big grin across his face and a rumbling purr coming from the panther demon. "I knew it was a good idea not to kill you." He said and reached out to ruffle Ichigo's hair.

"Did you even hear the end of what I said or are you just trying to ignore it?" He wouldn't be surprised if Grimmjow was trying to ignore it. That was the one thing that made the two he knew both similar - from what he'd seen so far, at least. He eventually ducks down and out of the way of the hair ruffling, blinking at him as if it was the only thing he knew how to do. "You're clever, but don't be too cocky with it. That'll get you killed."

[oficeandwind]

@windsfavored: "getting a little heated, are we?"

"you know, what if i stuffed a fish flavored popsicle in your mouth? would that quiet you down for an hour?"

[marchingasone]

@roleplay-abiogenesis2 / glaD0S

albedo doesn't normally frequent these ruins. there's never been a point before, but THIS TIME, there is a reason for it. of course, he's still apprehensive; anything involving robots and artificial intelligence, especially where his own people had once been involved, is always a recipe for trouble.

albedo is a master alchemist. he's not particularly TRAINED to handle these ruins in such a manner, but the knights had wanted someone skilled, like himself to handle it, citing his own personal expertise in the matter. it was an excuse that albedo regrets ever bringing up with people in the first place.

his footsteps echo across the flooring, revealing just how empty this ancient facility is. it's cold, with no lighting, and a massive artificial intelligence right in the center. there are several pulleys and chains allowing this once living being to move around at will, but as far as albedo knows, it's long been defunct. hundreds of years have passed, though he's not exactly counting it as dead, either.

after all, this is why he's here. to see if all the hushed and paranoid rumors of activity in this facility are true.

heading over to a side panel, albedo flips a couple of switches. they creak and groan from disuse, but to his delight, the power still works. "alright," albedo muses to himself. he's more interested in the old ruin guards than the large artificial intelligence in the center of this room. ruin guards have always had this ability to spring back to life at random, and he wants to be ready for it.

"i doubt anything will come back," he continues to say to himself. just his case, he's staring intently at one such ruin guard. field harvester. "all i can say is thank goodness klee's not here with me. this places even gives me the creeps."

[craftymessenger]

@charmonys | FROM

THIS IS DELICIOUS ― not very many people engage him in discussion such as this! it's all too enticing, which is why hermes is gently landing on the ground. he's not quite as tall as sunday is, though there's still a fair amount of height to him. brown, curly hair is poking out from 'neath his helmet, and the sunglasses are pulled off to reveal bright, pure white eyes. the grin on his face grows even wider. "what are manners?" he teases.

the truth of the matter is that hermes is just as drawn to this strange being as much as people are drawn to him. his own curiosity is driven and charged by how mysterious sunday always appears to be. he's somwhere in between mortal and divine, and hermes can't quite figure out what that exactly means. even if he never figures it out, he's certain that their conversation will be enlightening to some degree. hopefully, more conversations could occur in the future, as well.

"dreams are a vehicle, hmm?" sunday's answer is fairly satisfactory. this does fall in line with what people tend to venerate hermes for; being the god of messages and prophetic dreams. while he's far from the only god who DEALS with dreams, simply put, hermes is here now, and the others of his pantheon aren't.

"i think i like the way you think," he continues. lifting himself into the air again, though hovering mere inches off the ground, hermes moves around sunday to study him better. the halovian is interesting. more interesting than just moments ago ― BEFORE he'd spoken. but it seems as though his own desires can align with what hermes holds dear; there's no reason not to like the man. "there are ancient gods who send dreams to humanity, and there are gods who deliver those dreams as messages. it's up to you to figure out which is which, and who you might venerate." of course, this is OPTIONAL. hermes doesn't require people to worship or venerate him. though it's a bonus if they do. "i think i'd like to believe that messages in the form of dreams are more important than anyone realizes. those messages have the ability to change one's way of life, should they follow their dreams." OH, he does enjoy puns from time to time. let no one say the gods don't have a sense of humor.

"as for your question to me." he's not sure how else to explain his own complex thoughts on the matter to sunday. even for ancient gods such as himself, there are matters too complex to dive into with others. be it deities from other pantheons, or newer ones, it doesn't matter. hermes feels as though he stands out even among his own ― he can't even understand his own thoughts and emotions half the time.

it's probably why he's seeking out sunday in the first place. sunday is a very complex being, with way too much on his plate. he also has family that cares deeply about him, something ELSE hermes can relate to. yes, he hopes the two of them get along fairly decently from this point on.

"i cannot speak for every other ―what most mortals would call cosmic entities― but i can speak for myself." he lowers himself to the ground again, expression turning more serious as he remains in front of sunday. "there are those of us who DO care for humanity. not all of us. but myself specifically, i feel as though humans and other mortals have the capacity to learn and grow and better themselves. why not protect them? they all have their own dreams and goals, do they not?"

[bliindingliight-blog]

@shxtteredwxngs​ continued from here!

     ❝ you’re in the small mountain side town of shibuya.         it’s odd to see people here that aren’t local. that is probably         why everyone is looking at you. ❞

why the excitement, she would wonder to herself.

[kozumente]

@tetsukou​ || continued.

[ text: kuro ] it’s just the truth. [ text: kuro ] i was talking to shouyou.