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Mitsuba’d gotten used to seeing all sorts of weird things here in the month he’d been in the city. A month was a long time, and there were all sorts of freaks in the city, and really he’d -- kinda gotten used to it. Sure, you never really got over having someone swinging a scythe in your face, but you could get... used to it. (That was, uh, sad.)

Anyway!

He was still instinctively drawn to mirrors. Which, y’know? Might have put him in the ‘freak’ class of the city’s inhabitants, but like, at least he was cute. So that was saying a lot more than at least... umm... most of the island!

--he was looking in a rather reflective storefront window right now, was what he was trying to say. As if he’d be able to garner anything from it, figure out something more about the island and if he was really going to be allowed to stay here, to live here as... as a normal human. But this wasn’t his boundary, and he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to learn anything from the mirrors and windows.

Mitsuba let his arm fall back down to his side and turned away from the window. He’d been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn’t noticed a boy stop to stare at him, and Mitsuba froze up.

“--what are you staring at?”

“Mind your own business!” Wait now. Hold on. Was that-- “--you’ve got a toy rabbit at your age, you’ve got no right to look at me like I’m the weirdo!”

#abysscut #thread: oz 01.#oz i am so sorry. i am so s

Certainly, lucifer did not expect such an occurrence to happen. Just when things had seemed a bit too comforting... he had been wise to keep his feelings at bay as usual. In actuality, the situation itself wasn’t what stumped him. It was his immediate concern for the few he had managed to converse with during his short stay here in Spirale. His eyebrows were drawn together in concern, lips pursed. Had he been given his powers back, so to speak, he would have felt a lot more confident. After all, protecting others was nothing new, but it had been something restricted for different reasons prior. Now, it felt like a slap to the face to be given such freedom, but not having the strength to do as much as he was capable of before. This didn’t stop Lucifer from approaching Oz, the concern apparent.

“Oz,” he said, calmly, “are you alright?” Surely this news would hit anyone hard, even if Lucifer’s own concerns were a lot more selfish. After all, a city was a city, and a sky was a sky. Lucifer hadn’t known the willpower to yearn for more until having been able to bond with someone on a more personal level. It was something he had the pleasure of exploring now, and he didn’t want to throw it all away. Gently, Lucifer rested a hand on the boy’s shoulder, giving a squeeze, his grip soft but firm. “I... want to ensure I can do what I can. I want to tell you that ... is that alright?” He looked at Oz. “If you will allow me... I would like to stand by your side.”

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#abysscut #ic #event 01 #ahehee i hope this is ok to start with :>

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It was lonely being in a city where he knew no one. Doma was so far away from all the happy, smiling faces he had known in his previous life. He used his pointed nails, to turn the page of a book as he read. The book was titled How to make Friends, for Dummies.

From behind the book a young man caught his eye. There was something subtly off about him. He was a handsome young boy with round cheeks, and tousled blonde hair. The way he smiled though, it looked like he had practiced that smile in front of a mirror. Doma knew because he had done the same once.

Doma’s eyes skimmed the lines of his book. Give them compliments. Doma stood up and sat down at his table. “Hey, hey. You’ve got such a nice smile. You’re so cute. Would you like to share some cookies with me? Cute people deserve to eat all of the sweet things.” Doma put his book down on the table. He had this making friends thing down.

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it really was childish.

people so easily judged others for what they saw, making assumptions and acting on them without a care if it was true or not. behaving like idiots all because they found joy in making fun of someone and seeing them upset. she really couldn’t stand to see such things nor could she just stand idly by as a passive witness. for all their supposed bravado and ‘badass’ attitude, they really were nothing more than all bark and no bite to be so easily chased off.

Ritsuka kneels down, picking up a rabbit plush that had been scattered in the almost confrontation she readily disturbed. fingers gently dust off any dirt that may have gotten on it, inspecting it to make sure there were no rips or tears. satisfied at seeing it fine, she turns on her heels, approaching the boy on the ground, back against the wall. he had been the unfortunate target of the punks but...he looked to be okay. no visible cuts or scrapes, no blood or bruises. that was good.

“ Here.” a gentle smile, hand extending out for him to grab to help him up, the plush clutched in her other arm. “ Are you okay? “

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#abysscut #ABYSSCUT 001 #i love one whole oz vessalius with my entire chest #i'm so happy to see ph roleplayers hell yeah

❛ Yes --- speed and accuracy are key here. Too much speed and the dish will fail; too little accuracy and it won’t cook properly. This device is picky, though, I think --- it only registers this... wand part of the time. ❜

SHE isn’t sure why this boy is watching, but she’s far too invested in making the dish to shoo him away. TAP-TAP-TAP --- each progressive hit of the stylus against the handheld’s screen grows louder in tandem with her intensity. Did this sauce take so long to simmer in the last round, or does it merely feel longer because there’s a second pair of eyes ?

❛ As for why a rat is working in a restaurant... Your guess is as good as mine. ❜

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#abysscut #ABYSSCUT : route 01.#the ratatouille cooking simulator game is a fever dream i can never forget and i resolved to make someone's muse relive it

Children fending for themselves was not an unfamiliar sight to the Eternal, and that was an unfortunate fact in itself. They always have that hardened look in their eyes, just a bit sharper beyond their years. This kid’s good at hiding it, but Siete could see it just peeking through. You just need to know where to look. It’s why he knew off the bat he won’t be looking for any parents soon – chances are he wouldn’t find any looking.

Were this be his world Siete would immediately direct the kid to Stardust Town, but things weren’t as convenient here. Still, he couldn’t just find himself to leave this alone. Not having the strength worthy of his title was no excuse to leave things as they are, after all. He kneeled down, looking as friendly as he could, in order to see the other blonde at an equal eye level.