#fractiscaeruleus

[littleshopofsouls]

 ➳;; Vermilion hues blinked slowly as Cerin tried to digest the other’s reaction. Did he say something wrong? He just wanted to know what world he was in..

                                            “Mister? You okay?”

"There's another one?? Color swap shit happenin' now?!" Maybe it was rude of him but it seemed that they never stopped popping up around him.  A heavy groan left him before he was rubbing at his face, trying to remind himself that it wasn't a trick of the Morrigan.  

[spatoutofhell]

Sensing a wild Cerin????

[spatoutofhell]

{ wE ALREADY AT LEVEL THREE GURL. ILL BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY U ANY DAY WINK WINK COUGH COUGH

//dudE YOU'RE ONLINE HOLY SHYAT AND ON THE DAY I HAVE NO INTERNET BESIDES DATA ON MY PHONE DAM N IT

[lorene-dairson]

{SCREECHES REALLY LOUDLY AND SOBS

((*HUGS REALLY REALLY HARD*))

[unholy-keyblader-archive]

Wild Cerin corridors in and flops on couch!!

C…

…Cerin?!

CERIN!

You’re alive!

[shadows-twisted-reflections]

Cerin blinked groggily at the other white-haired male, confused at the situation. His head tilted as his mind combated his post-death blurriness and the like, and it took a few seconds for him to form words. "Mm.. You have a funny smell, Mr. Person"

Sora  drew back a bit, blinking in an odd mix of weariness and somewhat frightened confusion, making his widened, raccoon-masked eyes shift to gold as he stared. This…wasn’t him. But was him? But wasn’t him. The feel was different-same, like his nightmares and the memories he didn't recall.

That and Sora was staring up again, making this guy taller than him (why was he not surprised?).

"I…um…" …what did you say when told you smelled funny? Van never told him such things…other than that one time he couldn’t raise his arms and was stuck immobile, but that was different. “I’m…not a ‘mister’? I’m Sora…and…” He sighed. He didn’t have the energy for this. “Sorry. I swear I took a bath last night. Chemo smell should be gone.”

[unholy-keyblader-archive]

"Huh. I heard some rumors that you landed yourself a spot in the game, but I didn't really expect them to be true. Hello again, Nomura." came a quiet voice that drifted down onto the street where the ravenet stood. A mess of white hair and sunglasses still present on his face, Cerin jumped down from his perch on one of the buildings and walked right in front of the other, leaning forward slightly as he tilted his head to the left. "I'm guessing you aren't to pleased with current happenings?"

Van stiffened at that scent.  He was certain Godi had said that he wasn’t able to summon Unversed here…and yet, that unique scent of Darkness—the kind that smelled just like himself—came from a something just above him.  

No.  A someone.  A someone who jumped down in front of him, all white hair and dark shades.  Golden eyes went wide.

Graffiti wings.

"Oh, no,” Nomura groaned, pity and worry collapsing onto his face.  ”Cerin…not you too.”  Not only was the Remnant dead…but he was a Reaper as well.

[vanitycultured-archive-blog]

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Opinion on;

Character in general: He's always really intrigued me, and for a character with absolutely zero canon personality to go off of, you play him so well. He stands out, with his own individual nature and issues to resolve.How they play them: You play him so thoughtfully, like, you can almost see the amount of effort that goes into every reply. And haha, you're not afraid to have fun either.The Mun: You're one of my favorite people uwu I still remember chatting to you on keysandcogs and it made playing Vanitas on Timblr one of the most enjoyable things for me since I started out here. You're the biggest sweetie and I adore you.

Do I:

RP with them: I want to rp moooore with them we keep falling through!Want to RP with them: See above gosh.

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Huge sweetie who I need to give more attention to, and that goes for both mun and muse! Really creative in an awe inspiring almost senpai way.