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[adachi-ouji]

;)) Lepi / cryptic-composer

Fuck.. why'd he buy so much shit.. Okay so, Adachi had like fucking ten bags of grocery supplies. He could barely see over the large pile and was having a hard time carrying it all. He managed to avoid any on coming people who were also.. well moving out of his way. Fortunately, he made it all the way from Junes to the road his building was on.

He could see the familiar roof! Yes! He was right fucking there! As he was just about to celebrate, he felt himself suddenly bumping into an unknown figure. This cause him to drop fucking everything and trip himself, landing on all his shit he just bought. It wasn't the most graceful thing. The other was probably just as in bad shape as he was.

This caused him to get really, really pissed off obviously. He didn't care who it was, the man sat up and rubbed his head before lashing out at whomever it was the decided to be a fucking asshole and head on collision into him.

"WHAT THE MOTHER FUCK?? WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!"

[wakelessdream]

Composings | Joshua

There was a diminutive hollow sound rushing from a can of Ironlak.

It happened a few more times, then followed by a low, susurrant hiss as a curving line of bright violet was drawn a midst the cracked confine. From the surface of his gloomed sanctuary, spectres of lights embellished the city view like peppered stars; Honestly, it was best viewed near the darkness of Udagawa… With hardly an inhabitants besides the brief appearances of mice and alley cats.

The youth stood facing this otherwise semi-blank canvas with a messenger-style bag on the ground adjacent to his feet. ‘JM’ was embroidered on the side, and spilling from the bag were two other cans of paint-- Black and a shade of cyan. With a closed and thoughtful expression, the amateur graffiti artist continued to work, ears full of music and his head full of thoughts of an hour prior.

It wasn't but a few moments later that strange aura began rushing through his veins— A presence?

He waited, noiselessly.

There were steps, before the silhouette of what seemed to be a boy graced the distant wall. He slowly blinked when the figure came in a closer range. Long lashes touched and parted. Neku was silent, watching him fidget like an antsy lion was nothing short of entertainment and he didn’t need to say anything, because he somehow knew those elaborate hues were reading him like the ancient scriptures of the Old Testament. Silence was instilled between them, with little to nothing to say.

[mmamagician-archive-blog]

Part 2: Shadow's eyes peering maniacally at Karin, and laughed in amusement of her misery. She was soon swallowed up by the floor and she finally awoke.

Scrambling to her feet, she gazed around the area. It was still black. She still couldn't see anything. 

Suddenly, a laugh echoed in the distance. "Wh-who's there?!" She shouted, the response only being more laughter. Somehow, the laughter sounded familiar. Who's voice was this? 

"Wait a minute--" Inspiration suddenly burst. "I know that voice! Get the hell out here, Jo--!" However, it was suddenly interrupted by her own figure being swallowed. The only sounds that echoed the room were her own screams. 

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The Magician woke up in a start, breathing heavily. She hadn't quite broken out in a sweat yet, but the dream was certainly unsettling. 

"... Th-that was that kid... from earlier... Joshua? What the hell?" Her knees immediately curled up toward her body, her forehead resting atop of them. "Wh-why was he there...?" She realized there was something unnerving about that boy, but this just brought that feeling to a whole new level.

[mmamagician-archive-blog]

Part 1: Karin stood in an unknown area, everything surrounding her was pitch black. She begins to wander through this darkness getting more and more lost, but a figure stood in the distance. It lit a small patch, so the lost and disoriented female approached this figure. She soon stopped in her tracks, however, as memories filled her head. Terrible memories, ones she rather forget. She fell to the ground in pain and lights flashed around her brilliantly. She appeared to suddenly be on a stage.

The girl stumbled around in pitch black darkness -- unable to see hardly even two inches in front of her face. She was left to wander, but within moments, found a figure ahead. Light seemed to illuminate the figure, and therefore, that was the source she had to approach. 

Something about the figure seemed familiar. No matter how much she squinted, she couldn't seem to make heads or tails about who it was. Before she could even reach them, old memories began flashing, flooding her mind with unbearable pain. Of course, she dropped. Though, once her eyes opened once again, she was on a stage. 

'Wh... Where is this...?' 

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