#komorikuro

[statman-nao-blog]

reoccurring meeting

@komorikuro

    Inaho liked to think, sometimes, that you would never fully be separated from your past. As both a positive and a negative point. Both a threat and a promise, to be specific. You could never escape.

    Still, it was one thing to meet someone you knew in the streets and casually reacquaint yourselves from there and an entirely different for you to think, somehow, that you acutely recognized the person you’d just blandly shot your usual spiel of ‘hello and welcome to Griffin’s Ice Parlor’ at before pinning down with an awkwardly long pause.

          “How can I serve you this afternoon?” ‘Are you who I think you are?’ was more like it, but for the next minute or so he was still working and he had to behave at his job.

[andiwillarriveviolently]

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👝- The contents of their purse/backpack/bag

“Ah- I don't usually carry any of those...but I do have an old backpack in the closet...”

She stumbles to find an old military backpack, worn from use and with many marine and army related patches covering the cover flap. She opens it up and scavenges the almost completely empty bag.

“Hm- a few pencils it seems like all leftover bags and...a half-full packet of gum...How old even are these?” She questions, sweating a little as she tries to read the fine print.

[kikineridjallezuar]

12 and 18 for the autumn things!

12) Favorite Autumn food/treat

18) Favorite Halloween candy

12)

Oooh hm, probably anything with pumpkin- I love pumpkins. Pumpkin tea is hella good and pumpkin danish lkjsdcfljkldk

18)

Hmm- probably twix. I don't usually eat any other candy then that and Swedish fish but I rarely see Swedish fish when I go trick or treating so ;v;”

[kikineridjallezuar]

😈

Kiki was pushed back by the impact- feeling the hole in his shoulder burn all the way through as the bullet ripped into his skin. He saw the blood in slow motion as he flew back a few feet before forcing his foot back to catch himself.

He whined and winced. It was so fucking painful. His gaze kept to the bleeding shoulder, seeing the dark crimson blood drown the green in his button-up shirt. His eyes began to turn, with the glow of neon becoming like a fire with the light bursting from his pupils.

You could hear him, the psychotic Kikineri returning- the Kikineri that he thought he left behind over 400 years ago. His chuckle echoed in his throat as his eyes burned brighter- along with the tattoo that you could see glow under his shirt. The hole in his shoulder began to glow green- and the blood that was soaking him seemed to reverse like a tape winding as the hole began to heal itself.

“Slaine~” He began, his voice deepening and becoming gravely. “You made a no-no~”

His smile stretched wide across his face, teeth showing and eyes piercing right into Slaine’s soul like a dagger. 

“Make that mistake again and we will have a problem~”

[decimokozato]

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🎐- items/knick knacks they collected

A lot of books. He’s got a lot of ripped up clothes too, but a lot of his broken things, he struggles to throw away. If asked about it, Enma would just shrug and reply that it was a bad habit from when he was homeless and had nothing. So he fills his space with things, books and blankets and pillows. Comfortable things and comforting things and a lot of broken things he doesn’t need anymore.

[shining-rays-blog]

18. What aspect of your muse’s personality is most important to you? What aspect of your muse’s personality do you think is most important to them? Is it the same? Why or why not?

Questions for the mun, regarding the muse.

18. What aspect of your muse’s personality is most important to you? What aspect of your muse’s personality do you think is most important to them? Is it the same? Why or why not?

Most important for me is his loyalty and determination. He puts his all into everything he does, he’ll do anything for those he cares about, and he wont let anything get in his way once he sets his mind to something... Even if he ends up rash about it.

For him his confidence is probably most important for him. When he loses it he ends up super depressed and down on himself, he puts up a wall of confidence and narcissism to hide his insecurities and he’d feel like he was nothing without it.

I’m sure he never really notices his loyalty, it’s like second nature- he’s a mother hen kind of person, so it really seems like a normal everyday thing to him. It’s not something he has to try hard at so he doesn’t focus on it.

[fatedareiado]

Opposites (Closed- Slaine Troyard)

Being completely new and unfamiliar with anyone in this realm, Schezo felt that the most sensible thing to do, as the Dark Mage who walked alone with sword in hand - was to simply hang back and observe for now, until he got used to the new surrounds, then he’d find somewhere to work - he wasn’t the type to wander around like a lost child. That would simply bring back bad memories he had no plans on tangling with again at this point in time.

A nice thing about the area he’d picked to live was that it was out of the way more than the other places with humans in it seemed to be. Quiet. Easy to blend into the background of trees for one of dark garbs as himself and just quietly watch. Yet there was a human - for what reason this soul who he sensed had no apparent ‘powers’ had for coming to Ba'atuk, Schezo did not know yet, he could sense powers, not read minds!

For some reason, despite no power being sensed from him: Schezo was inquistive of this stranger. The stranger seemed to have no trouble speaking to other humans, from what he observed. Ah...truth be told, that was a ‘power’ Schezo found himself a little envious of, but it wasn’t a ‘power’ able to ask from another. Such was luck, hm?

(He didn’t realize the stranger probably could pick up on his long staring, though, and catch him out, of course...)

[andiwillarriveviolently]

☂ ( My muse gives yours... his has little bats...! )

Ashe-Lin darts across the school parking lot to get under a small canopy- how did it start raining this heavy, that fast!?!

She shivers, pulling the police jacket she “borrowed” tighter against her face to keep her head warm as she tries to prepare for the next jolt over to her car.

“Ngh- I've soaked through everything already...” she whimpered, feeling her dress begin to suffocate her.

Right before she started her countdown to go- she saw the edge of something cover her upper peripheral. She stopped to look up to it- it was an umbrella- with small little bats decoring the inner side of it.

She smiled and turned around to see who had offered- it was Slaine.

“Ah, thank you so much!!” she replied, blushing and taking the handle of the umbrella once he had held it closer to her.

“I’ll return it to you tomorrow!!” she pledged, as she waved and ran to her car.