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killed one of her dads, second time will be no issue.
they're best friends and sibling coded ur honour
↳ endless edits johnny & @ironcandi : 001.
` 𖥔 ݁₊ 𐔌 . ⋮ each step within the damp cavern leaves an echoing sound, travelling forward and returning, ringing in his skull. the noise feels alive, as though the walls themselves are breathing him in, memorising the cadence of his arrival. ruined infrastructure makes navigation a complicated mess compared to the last time p e r f e c t i o n had ingressed through. collapsed walkways sag, cables like things hang in rusted coils, and the ground beneath his feet threatens to give way with every careless shift of weight. the johhnies had done more damage than expected, as had his own fight, the swing of a pink bat having annihilated the entrance. he'd felt it that night, the slow draining as they fought — it was the true lure that had him returning. that hollowing sensation had followed him long after, a phantom ache that promised answers only if he came back. a substance that could eliminate both fear and trust, eliminating the need for heroes altogether. he was somewhat surprised mister shang sent him here to kill rather than destroy, for another research expedition would surely come about . . . the decision lingered uneasily . . . though the man wasn't all that bad, perhaps he wanted this gift to still grace the world . . . just, after he'd completed his goals. a calculated mercy. where would nice be then ?
ducking down, before lifting a glowing hand — the warm light trust gifts him, illuminating the long pathway he's found. the glow spills outward. it hums faintly against his skin, familiar and unsettling all at once. from the outside, this place isn't all that impressive, though when one lives within the monument that is hero tower, he supposes all other buildings look minuscule in comparison. even so, the ship holds a weight hero tower never did.
then his silence is accompanied by something else— she steps into the hall from the exit he was treading towards, robotic armour's cold light meeting his warmth. // @irnlily
` 𖥔 ݁₊ 𐔌 . ⋮ though carefully avoided, this was inevitable. every path curved back to this same collision point. there are no cameras, no silent eyes, they lack a crowd to watch. stripped of stage and spotlight, alone like this, there is zero reason to stop, to hold back. still, the pragaon remains perfectly stationary. crystalline hues fixed with chilling precision on the mechanical hero who stops in her tracks. ❛❛ i have nothing against you, @ironcandi ❜❜ words soft, they're not far enough away that a fight would go unnoticed — a fact nice banks on.
i love, love, loooove how ethereal and hauntingly your prose is for nice! with our thread as an example, i think of how his actions weigh on his mask, the risk of it cracking beneath it all. he is clearly trained on keeping it cool, but at the same time the idea of him completely snapping can be scary ( in a good way ). you can feel the tension and it's fantastic! also want to give a shout out to your imagination: even in the snippets of possible scenarios, they feel very realistic for nice and still explores the consequences still tethered to him. looking forward to seeing more of your writing in the future too!
ilmare !!!!! you're message is far too kind, i'm getting emotional ( T_T)＼(^-^ ) i am so glad lis bullied you too, we are a little support group ! your portrayal of luo li is wonderful, our girls need more attention and i'm very happy she got yours. i can feel her rage and sadness in the way you write, she makes me want to hit nice . . .
thank you so much for this praise !!
i worry i don't capture nice's beauty or his crumbling facade in a realistic way. he is a bad hair day away from bawling his eyes out, but no no, must stay perfect — stay nice. please, my imagination only does half of the work, everything you've brought to our threads has truly made them special ! oh, how i wish for these two to get along ( as a girly who looks like luo li, my heart hurt when nice started attacking her !! ). we need to start ten more threads asap and explore everything they have to offer ~
` 𖥔 ݁₊ 𐔌 . ⋮ i've been damned — it's a sobering thought, lingering like a stain that refuses to be washed away, staring at the advertisement that so proudly displays treeman's newest hero beside mister shang. the poster glows with that artificial brilliance only corporate pride can conjure, every pixel sharpened to celebrate someone who is not him. how much of everything he's done was a waste ? how easy was it to replace him ? how much more did shang de like this kid ?
her voice is curt, annoyed in a sentiment she's shared more than once — why are you still hung up on that man ? it's spat like the idea itself is inherently dirty. all things considered, it probably is. she looks at him as though he's clutching a relic everyone else agreed to discard, as though his loyalty is a sickness he refuses to treat. ❛❛ it's not something i think you can understand ❜❜
spo.tify wrapped meme // @ironcandi
` 𖥔 ݁₊ 𐔌 . ⋮ eternally beautiful, gone is the marred sight from the ruins, instead, he stands in flowing whites and brilliant golds. light drapes off him like liquid dawn, a soft radiance that makes the surrounding hall seem dull by comparison. a sweet whistle from plush lips, enough to get her attention, her ire, something the poor girl is instantly forced to swallow down at this ball-like event. 你是完美的主題.
a delicate hand outstretched, the same one that possessed enough force to bruise pale skin even through a suit of armour. its elegance now feels almost mocking. ❛❛ may i have this dance ? ❜❜ the question hums with a sweetness far too polished to be innocent, carrying a promise of control disguised carefully as courtesy.
spo.tify wrapped meme // @ironcandi
" 'nice' is a stupid hero name. did you have to steal a perfectly good word like that??? "
` 𖥔 ݁₊ 𐔌 . ⋮ it doesn't matter that it's early, that he's tired, that he hasn't so much as uttered a word to the pink haired girl who stepped into the elevator. she ( @ironcandi ) comes to attack, and nothing less. biting back a sigh, nice hums, smiling. ❛❛ throwing stones from a glass house, lolita ❜❜
