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Mine have hearts and I wear them with penguin pajamas

u wanna go m8

Come at me bro. My socks have more hearts and my penguin pjs are pink.

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Acorn, Laurel, Rosemary, Umbrella sage?

Acorn: What would your character do if they lived forever?

Trying to recover his lost memories is a good start. But if he couldn’t achieve that, he’d spend as much of ‘forever’ as he could making up for the memories he lost and then some. And he’d never admit it, but he’d do his best to keep the peace in the world.

As if he’d let any groups like the Shadow Knights get away with what they’ve done.

Laurel: If your character could be remembered for one thing, what would it be?

Destroying the Shadow Knights. Of course, that’s nothing but a dream at the moment, since currently he’d rather never meet face to face with so much as another member ever again.

Rosemary: What is something your character will always remember?

The girl he was separated from that fateful day.

And how he couldn’t save her.

If he could, he’d also remember the details about her that have become muddled over the years.

One day, one day…

Umbrella sage: Where does your character consider home?

Home was once, ironically, Umbra City. Before Brieve, it was the only place he’d known. But now, home is wherever his family, Pietta and Dello, are.

Recently, the thought of 'home’ has included Cassius, Benedict, and Beta.

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Manami loved the outdoors. Nature and him got along beautifully, as the boy embraced everything it had to offer. Filling his lungs over and over with the fresh air, he cycled through the park, grinning wide like a mad man, feeling great after a long job interview that had him itching to be outside again. His mother had been bothering him to get a job lately, since he was an adult now and needed to learn how to make money for himself. After turning down the offer for competing at a national level back home, Manami didn’t really have any plans for the future. Planning made him feel constricted, like he couldn’t change his mind afterwards. He’d spent so many days fighting to escape the same old-same old, and he couldn’t find the motivation to comply with some sort of career plan. No, he was much happier allowing life to carry him however it felt. Pausing in his bike ride near a tree, Manami dismounted and grabbed his sports bottle, bringing it up to his lips and tilting his head back for a drink. Squeezing the bottle tightly, he quenched his thirst, eyes straying elsewhere as he drank. His cerulean gaze fell on an odd person standing near the pond, with soft pink hair and a meek demeanor. As he continued to watch them, Manami watched as the person reached out towards something over the pond -- a butterfly? A leaf? Before he had a chance to think too much on it, the pink haired other was suddenly and violently knocked into the water by a pack of children running past with a small soccer ball. Sputtering with his water, Manami couldn’t help the bout of laughter that escaped him next. He covered his mouth to cover up the water that had come up with his snort, grinning as he wiped at himself and slid his bottle back into the holder on his bike. Walking his bicycle over to the pond, Manami watched as a pink head of hair fought with the muddy pond bottom and the various greens growing in there. Laying his bike on the ground, Manami chuckled again and headed to the pond edge, holding out a helpful hand to the struggling stranger. “Here, grab my hand, I’ll pull you out.” Manami gave the other a bright smile, eyes shining, making sure his own footing was strong so that he wouldn’t fall in as easily as the other had.