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closed horror starter for appleyjuiceboy!

" You bend quite easily for someone so defiant. " The false god cooed, circling around the cowering figure in front of him. Inhuman, icy blue eyes stayed locked on his target, the only emotion that was discernable from them being contempt. He would make him learn. A mortal attempting to change the world's cognition and fate? A mortal making himself a savior? A MORTAL even suggesting with his abilities that he had the capacity to overthrow him? It had been eons since Yaldabaoth had been presented with a joke that humorous. He didn't even want to assess it - Why not let the mortal succumb to his own desires and self destruct? But as time went on and his powers grew, so did the false god's irritation. This was partly his own fault for messing with cognition once more and seeing what happened, but if a child makes a mess, it's their responsability to clean it up, right? He had brought the therapist to the heart of Mementos, where it was easiest to change the world around him. He had challenged his beliefs, trying to understand why he was trying to do what he was when humanity was always destined to the same fate. Really, that had gotten nowhere, as he expected. One of his favorite things to do was to begin a game he knew from the start he would win. The fun came in seeing how long it took the other to find out, and right now Maruki was very good at this game. He haunted the man with cognitions of those lost long ago, the frail woman whispering something into his hear the Demiurge could tell he definitely wasn't liking. " What's wrong? Where do your dreams remain, now? "

#*♕(IC)#*♕(LE MONDE)#*♕(MAIN V.)#appleyjuiceboy #/ i hope this is enough to work with !#tw; psychological torture #tw; mental trauma #tw; trauma #tw; p5r spoilers #tw; persona 5 royal spoilers

fukenzena sent in a prayer! “Who is One Direction? Is that the glee club on Glee?” 4 morgana ^_^ MY BROTHER, MY BROTHER, AND ME SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING

Wait, so she really wasn't pulling his leg? Did she really have no idea who One Direction was? Well, they were a foreign band..But didn't love for boybands transcend language barriers? Morgana was by no means offended, just a little surprised - He wasn't afraid to let this show, ocean blue eyes widening in mild shock. " Pfft! Well, I don't know if you're being serious, but no. " This was why he enjoyed conversation with his underclassman friend. Even if she was a little aloof at times, she never failed to bore him, even if their connection to each other hadn't extended past occasional chats after or before class. Being one of the school delinquents didn't automatically mean you had a ton of friends, unfortunately.

" They're like, a British..Were they British? Yeah, British boyband. " The raven haired boy explained, bringing his hand up to his chin. " Thouugghh, they would be a lot more enjoyable if they were on Glee. " He added snarkily. The spring breeze blew some pollen near Morgana's face, which prompted him to scrunch up his nose and sneeze. " Gee, I really hate pollen season.. "

#*♕(IC)#*♕(LE MAGICIAN)#*♕(JJBA V.)#fukenzena #/ i hope this is enough to work with !!

@origamimouse sent in a prayer. ‘ if history has taught us anything, it’s that you can kill anyone. ’ (to akechi) THE GODFATHER TRILOGY SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING

Alarm bells rang out in Goro's head as he read Ruu's note, but he tried his best not to let his surprise show on his face. It still felt unnerving to hear such things coming from someone who was just a child after all. But in a way, wasn't he shortselling her exactly the same way everyone did with him? It was a moral conflict for the detective. On one hand, he and Ruu were similar, in that they were youth thrown without consent into the turmoil of adult problems and forced to fend for themselves. But on the contrary, she was still so young.. Was he contributing to her turmoil in life by allowing her to be his partner?

" I don't want to discourage you from enacting what you believe to be justice, because I agree with you.." The brunette started off, before pausing to think about how he wanted to explain this. He didn't like to patronize those he found similar to him, at least not intentionally. " I'm just afraid that by doing all of this, you're throwing away your chance to have a more normal childhood. I would give anything for that."He hoped he wasn't coming off like he was lecturing her.

#*♕(IC)#*♕(LA JUSTICE)#*♕(MAIN V.)#*♕(INBOX / MESSAGES)#origamimouse

MANHANDLING STARTERS | ACCEPTING starxcrossecl whispered "★ for ren!"

" C'mon, Sana-chan.. I already said no. " Ren chuckled, though he was serious. His arm was locked with the shorter girl's, the latter trying to convince him to sing with her in a karaoke bar. He had only agreed to pay for the room for an hour or two, to celebrate their having freed her from the shackles that was idol life. Or rather, idol life in the way her manager had wanted it. So what better thing to do than dance ( Or rather sing ) on the grave of his career? In a responsible way, of course. The time between Tanaka's actual change of heart and waiting to see what happened was tense, and Ren had stayed away from the starlet. However, the same day Tanaka had confessed publicly, revealing his scandals to the world, Ren had texted her to plan some sort of party for her and himself. He would've preferred to visit Shujin again, but rumors were only more likely now that it was made obvious Joker had intervened with Tanaka's grip on the idol industry.

" A no is a no - I meant what I said!" Despite him saying this, the resistance against her pulls were weak, and he was almost walking alongside her.

#*♕(IC)#*♕(LE JESTER)#*♕(MAIN V.)#*♕(IN THE STORY THAT WE WILL WRITE SOMEDAY. / sana)#/ this is SOOO late but i leave no request uncompleted #/ i hope this wasnt making too many assumptions sksk #starxcrossecl

closed starter for saintcide!

Onyx locks blew idly from the wind of a train passing by. Ren's eyes were concentrated on the woman near him, still trying to make sense of who she actually might be. The danger of her attacking him and vice versa had been since alleviated, so there he sat on the edge of the platform, only a few paces from the downwards labyrinth that was Mementos. He could've sworn he had caught a glimpse of that golden yellow hair somewhere, but he had thoroughly convinced himself it was stress making him see these things. It was a thing that happened every now and then. He nervously swiped his tongue over his lips, the tension in the air thick. " So, Angel- Er, Yukimura-san.. " He wasn't sure which was more proper to use. " This may seem like a weird question, because it is but.. Have you been the person following me? Why? " He was willing to grasp the idea of another Phantom Thief being in the metaverse, but if she was who he thought she was, why the particular interest in him? He would've assumed she was some sort of hitwoman, but if she was he probably would've been dead long ago. Man, he really needed to do better at keeping his guard up with his status.

#*♕(IC)#*♕(LE JESTER)#*♕(MAIN V.)#saintcide #ren vc: ur suspicious !!

why are you me ?? im me

closed starter for jokaito! Contempt was easily what Ren felt the most often towards people he disliked. Well, contempt and other things like disdain, superiority, and sometimes just plain white anger. But none of those could describe the way he felt about the figure before him. Was it actually anger or just grief? On one hand, he was misusing the powers his god had given him, but on the other hand he was a mirror to him in that this is what he could've become. Ren tried to find the words that he wanted to say. " ...So the weather, huh? " Humor always alleviated situations.

#*♕(IC)#*♕(LE JESTER)#*♕(RÉPLIQUE V.)#jokaito #/ sorry if this sucks sskasnc

closed starter for outcaste!

White was beginning to melt into white. Ren could barely tell anything apart anymore. It was reaching the second hour the solo Phantom thief was trapped in this labyrinth of marble and eerie silence. Two hours didn't seem like an eternity, but this was two hours on top of the hour it took to be given his " divine mission " from someone who was familiar yet completely foreign to him. One moment he was getting ready for bed, and then the next moment he awakened in a run-down looking blue room, filled with cells. In this room was a skinny, white haired man who called himself Igor, and..Lavenza. Well, not the Lavenza he knew. If being thrown into something that he quickly came to discover had nothing to do with him wasn't bad enough, he was informed that he was their " only hope " to saving the world from the ruin that had fallen upon it. Who was putting the world in danger? Oh, nobody important. Just himself. This was by far the most bizarre distortion case Ren had ever seen. How does one manage to be trapped inside a palace so big it envelops all of Tokyo ? The first part was as easy as sneaking past some scary looking cognitions. Being in his, well, pajamas, made it much easier to move around, and even easier to not be detected. He was expecting to be seen immediately as a threat if this Shadow version of himself was as dangerous as he was made up to be. He was actually slowly starting to hope he would soon. He couldn't sneak around forever, and he desperately needed his tools. Sneaking and avoiding areas with too much risk only got him so far, as he constantly found himself backtracking and second guessing as to whether or not he had already seen a random sculpture twice over before. The noirette found himself relinquished to his exhaustion and frustration, leaning his light frame against a pillar in a room adjacent to one of the main halls of the palace. He let out an irritated sigh, intended for himself.

" When does this end..? I'm gonna die.. "

#*♕(IC)#*♕(LE JESTER)#*♕(RÉPLIQUE V.)#outcaste #/ hope this is alright !!

closed starter for @magiciians!

" I hope that my intuition wasn't incorrect, but I had the feeling that perhaps you had a question you couldn't give during my seminar. " His hands were folded politely behind him, crimson eyes focused on the fawn haired figure in front of him. Goro had just finished a speech at yet another school, a college this time, which was honestly a better change of pace. Adults tended to fawn over him less, even if it was just a bit less ( and often laced with contempt rather than appreciation ) , he would take that over dealing with people closer to his age. The speeches were never anything too special to him. All he had to do was establish his stance against Joker, feign ignorance about the mental shutdown phenomenon but insist his dedication to the case, and then fill in fluff wherever there were empty spaces in his presentation. Usually it was always the same. The key word is usually. This time, while he was speaking, the ace detective couldn't help but detect a man with headphones around his neck cocking an eyebrow at certain buzzwords, or making strange faces when something he said seemed preumably a little too vague. It was as if something wanted to escape him, but he either restrained himself or couldn't find the words. While Goro appreciated that he didn't challenge him while he was speaking, this itch had to be scratched. Not too often, but still enough times to be notable, people will come by who seem to have some of the pieces to the puzzle and want to sniff out more. These people needed to be assessed, and assess he would. " If you have a class coming up, I'll try not to keep you long. " He reassured.