#hoiaku

[tooth--ache]

Hooly fucking shit, Howard, that was so close. In this Halloween crowd you might just be able to shake off that hulking cunt. You'd think in the year of our lord twenty-twenty-fuck that an esteemed member of the 'Vampires STINK Association' that they'd be more inclined to use subtle ways to come get said vampire. Tax evasion, ID forgery, litcherelly anything.

Slinking through the crowds of whippersnappers in skimpy renditions of television show characters and funny ironic cosplays (gen zed's pretty dang funny if he may say so himself), he hoped that it'd be easier to lose his scent beneath the stench of pregaming booze and high-fructose corn syrup.

Jeez, the town's really coming to life, parties chock-a-block through the road, closed up for the celebrations. He couldn't stay out for long though. Need to get somewhere quieter and hide until daytime comes. Surely these fucking hunters have a day job, it's modern day America, killing vamps won't clear that mortgage payment. (Or will it? He shudders to think that maybe the government are giving them grants just to keep shit covered with a lid.)

He made a turn, jumped over a storey to get to a fire staircase, and jogged his way up to seem normal and not at all like a vampire on the loose. On the rooftops, when the fireworks starts, he'd be able to make his way to a safehouse.

Not that he breathed anymore these days (it's been a few days, about 73000 days...) but he did feel like he was losing his breath when he got to the rooftop of this random building he found himself at. Maybe the weight of the tension lifting off physically made it easier for him to draw in his breath and flex his lung muscles, who knows.

"Let's not do that again, Howie," he said to himself. I know you say that, but it's not really your fault you're a musky husky vampy. Life's like that. "Yeah, yeah. Try to be careful."

Outside looking in he looked as if he was hyping himself up for something, muttering positive affirmations to himself...

@hoiaku

[tennatvly]

continued from x with @hoiaku <3 (ohgh im so glad i can finally make a proper thread for this lmao)

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Does he actually smile like him, or is Tenna looking for something that isn't there?

...Stop thinking about it. There are more important things to worry about right now. He's quiet when Makani speaks, but it's not because he's lost in thought this time. No, now he's hanging onto every word.

...Sounds like him too, though. Not the voice, not quite, but the words. The offer. The... care for someone he barely knows.

STOP, Tenna tells himself, reaching up irritably to yank on his antenna. Focus, you vacuum-brained idiot box, now is NOT the time.

Thank god he starts to talk about his studio confinement. The strangeness of the whole situation gives him something else to latch onto, like the barest piece of a puzzle in the first act of a mystery. He's never heard of anything like it. It would be one thing if he was trying to leave to the Light World, maybe, but he's not. And while Darkners could turn to stone if they left the world they felt at home in, he's never heard of any being stopped from leaving in the first place.

It's all so strange. Tenna's antennae are twitching with sharp, precise little swivels, deep in thought when Makani hands over the card.

He glances down, and a wave of static washes over his body. It's... so small in his palm, and he clenches his fist to hide it away entirely.

This is...

"It doesn't work because it was deactivated nearly a decade ago," Tenna says. His lip curls, and his words are subtly laced with a growl of white noise. "I should know. I'm the one who deactivated it."

This is a very, very cruel joke.

"Quiet... Did somebody give you this?" Tenna asks, very deliberately. "Because if they did... I'd like a name. Now."

No, QOS is not getting fired. The poor guy has no idea what he's just handed over, judging by what he's said so far. Tenna's inclined to believe he's being truthful about his perception of things, about not knowing how he ended up here, about being stuck.

But with the seething anger that's bloomed up under Tenna's exoskeleton... somebody else in the studio is about to be, if he finds out somebody put him up to this.

[pomniegranate]

Fuck him so good he DOESNT abstract

Fuck him so good, he gets Domni instead of Pomni.

[kingrammer]

One   leg   in   front   of   the   other   as   he   leans   back   on   the   desk   ,   tinkering   with   what   appeared   to   be   a   rectangular   box   just   screwing   the   outer   compartment   back   on   &&   applying   a   yellow   triangle   caution   adhesive   to   the   front   .   𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭   𝐚𝐬   𝐚   𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧   .

The   nearing   footsteps   causes   Abe   to   look   up   from   his   work   . 

⸺ ♔.  ❝    Oh   ,   Makani  / @hoiaku. ,   I   wondered   if   you   had   gotten   lost   on   your   way   up   from   accounting   .   ❞    There's   no   malice   in   his   words   he   seems   more   excited   than   anything   .   He   had   been   itching   for   a   guineapig   &&   Makani   was   the   first   who   came   to   mind   . 

❝   In   my   years   of   service   I   worked   on   a   lot   of   advanced   tech   ❞    he   began   to   explain   ,   likely   information   he's   exhausted   after   reiterating   it   so   many   times   .   ❝   some   of   it   I've   carried   over   into   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓   .   One   thing   I   found   deeply   fascinating   in   my   studies   was   this   .   It's   a   headset   that   allows   you   to   access   the   game   ;   visually   &&   mentally   infused   !   ❞  

He   passes   the   headset   to   his   younger   colleague   ,   lighting   a   cigarette   as   he   holds   both   apparatus   &&   Makani   under   his   scrutiny   . 

⸺ ♔.  ❝  Well   go   on   ,   go   on   ,   put   it   on   .   ❞    Hand   motions   ,   the   smoke   entwined   between   his   fingers   .   ཐིཋྀ  ₊

[pomniegranate]

hey do you think jax has keys to everyone’s rooms because he couldn’t get into ribbit’s room and save him hey do you think that HEY I can’t get it out of my head

[pomniegranate]

You know I was about to say we’re gonna have to fight for sweet Tenna’s heart but the more I think about it, Tenna got two hands.

Also I think “repressed nerd” may just be his type, looking between these two…

My girl is just happy to be anyone's type if I'm being honest with you.

[jaxadaisical]

I’m doing my best to spread some positivity today! You were the second person who came up on my dash, so you are number two! I feel like it is really hard sometimes to find someone who anytime they write, you can read it in their character’s voice. That is never a problem for you! Everything I read from you, I can read in Jax’s voice 100%. It’s not only in your writing style, but your humor as well, you have genuinely made me laugh so much just from seeing you on my dash! Have a great day! 🧡

This has been sitting in Jax's inbox for a little bit, but I just want to say how much I appreciate it. I try my best with every character I try my hand at to be true to their character and try to capture their voice. I'm glad to know I still got it. ❤️💙 I hope you have an amazing day sweetie, and thank you. 🥺

[pomniegranate]

“You know, my room has an entire wall that’s just an aquarium. The fish uh- they just kind of…move in patterns. But it’s still fun to watch, if you ever need a quiet place to hang out. Or we can have a *sleepover* and talk about *boys*,” he laughs.

(After all this time I finally send you something…)

... How'd they get lucky enough to just have something that cool inside their room? It answered an age old question of her, that she's had since the day she got here. About why their rooms were the way they were. Pomni thought of a couple of things: it was Caine's way of trying to understand their personality to some degree, it was just poor luck of the draw or the room described themselves on some deeper level.

Her mind has turned the possibilities as well if there was a reason everyone had the avatars they did or if it was purely by chance as well. Caine didn't know her personally, it seemed like he went based off her avatar and conjured up a room. She didn't mind it anymore like she used to - the familiarity of it became comfortable against her will. If she had a chance now to change it, Pomni would turn it down. It's not to her tastes and likeliness - but at least it was hers.

She loved fish, an aquarium inside her own room would be a day dream - but she wouldn't easily open herself up about something personal and close to her like that. The jester hardly knew this person. And even if their heart was in the right place, she didn't exactly trust them. Even now, she didn't completely with the people she's "known" longer.

⸺ ❝ That sounds kind of cool, having that in your room and all. Beats my little mundane space. But uh, as much as I .. appreciate the offer, I think I'll pass. I hardly go into anyone's room, nothing past the doorframe, you know? I don't know, it feels like an invasion of privacy even with permission. It's like the only thing here we have that's really our own, even if we didn't exactly choose what's inside it. ❞