#midnightzero531

[axir0]

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[mad-reploid-scientist]

@midnightzero531 moved from x

“All I did was toss an apple at it for ruining my experiments.”  Gate didn’t raise his voice at all, keeping a rather calm tone about all of this.  “May I ask how this thing got in here?”

The reploid crossed his arms, annoyed that his work had been destroyed and that he had been disturbed.

[localmagicalboi]

Happy Birthday!! *Le sparkle sparkle*

omg woooo where'd you come from?!?! :O thank you! holiday sparkles and vibes right back at you !!! ✨✨✨✨🌟🌟🌟✨✨✨✨

[localmagicalboi]

✨ ❝mend.❞ | nightmare & vi.

@midnightzero531 these two having that Deep Talk.™ [ source. ]

He didn't bother to look over at Nightmare while he spoke, but Vi did pay close attention to his words. Dealing with other people, especially those with troubled souls, was a difficult path; and no matter how hard you tried, they would never take a helping hand due to their own ego. Still, it was worth it. Right? Shifting in place, Virote finally turned his head to look over at his companion for the time.

          ‘ Remind me your name again? ‘

❝My name--? Virote Srisati. Now, back to what you just said. Even if, like, some people can't be saved,❞ he slowly began, carefully selecting his words, ❝It's still a good thing to try. I don't think possible to save everyone, but I do think that, like, it's possible to give every individual a chance. Even if they don't accept. Call me an idealist, but I’d like to think the majority of people can be salvaged with enough care.❞

[nightverse-continuity]

Continued from this (x).

@midnightzero531

Panting.

The last thing I remembered before being knocked out cold was that someone had ambushed me on my way back. The fact that I was drunk throughout the whole thing didn't help matters at all. I recalled shades of pink and purple, but all of it was just a messy haze in my head.

My eyes opened to the words given way by... my own voice. Words I would never find myself speak, with a tone so reminding of the past that I had to wonder if this was just a nightmare cooked up by my broken mind. I truly wished that was the case. My attempts to move proved to be in vain, as I found myself held in place, my wrists chained, my ankles shackled.

Bloodshot eyes strained to open and look at the other, and I immediately regretted it, for it felt as if I was looking into a cracked mirror. I watched as my reflection, brimming with malice in every action, moved closer, the dagger as if dancing in its hand.

Confusion at my reflection's disappearance became a scream.

There's a saying, ‘What kills us makes us feel alive'. The wound had inflicted a kind of pain I had not felt for a long time, and as my receptors responded to it every word of that saying rang true. At least, in a different meaning. The wound was deep, and so was the pain. And so was the sobriety that returned in its wake.

This was not a dream. Everything about it was real. Before me was no cracked mirror, but a clone of Zero. With eyes now vivid, I watched the other with a singular concentration, my hand balling into clenched fists and my teeth gritting with fury.

“What a waste of words,” I finally spoke, my tone almost mirroring my twin's. With an inner command given to the Virus within, I began to tap into the dark powers I was born with. The Nightmares, in its purest form as an energy and power source, coursed through every ounce of my being. The wound on my face was healing, and my fists glowed with a green hue as if on fire, an indication of the power within. My shackles broke as I wriggled free and I fell to one knee in front of him, my freedom given back to me at last.

“Only one of us is getting out of this alive,” I said, looking up at the other clone with fierce emerald eyes, a fire burning behind every word, “and it's not you.”

[dremora-tarandro]

Oh my gosh I was tagged!

I WAS TAGGED BY:  lost-in-the-nexus

RULES: TAG AT LEAST 10 FOLLOWERS YOU WANT TO KNOW BETTER!

NAME: (actual) Kristin, (what I go by here) KeikoMun NICKNAME: Greiga (D&D), Keiko, Kris (( when my mom is too lazy to say the rest of my name XD )) BIRTHDAY: 28th of June 1995 STAR SIGN: Cancer GENDER: Female HEIGHT: 5′4 FAVORITE COLOR: Blue TIME RIGHT NOW: 6:54 am EST AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 5-8 there is no average LAST THING I GOOGLED: Blue Moon in 2015 NUMBER OF BLANKETS I SLEEP WITH: 3 (Under 1 sheet, 1 heavy blanket, and a light one on top... My room gets cold at night, so what?) FAVORITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER: Too many to choose just one, Rockman (Megaman) X, Zero, Axl, Link, Vaati (I can like villains to!),   FAVORITE FAMOUS PERSON: People are people, why should we have preferances?  FAVORITE BOOK: Either the books by Chris D’Lacey or the Lord of the Rings trilogy (We have the original books with maps and elvish ‘lessons’ all inside its pages!) FAVORITE BAND: Mostly listen to bits and pieces from everywhere. BUT, Between Skillet or Vocaloid  LAST MOVIE I SAW: Wolf Children, Howl’s Moving Castle, Kiki’s Delivery Service, Grave of the Fireflies, Spirited Away (yes all in one day) DREAM TRIP: Japan, AnthroCon, Spain, UK and Iceland (Where I was born into a military family!), DREAM JOB: Working in Disney’s Animal Kingdom, Disney World, Epcot, ANYWHERE DISNEY, Busch Gardens.  

[dremora-tarandro]

A Lonely Room (Closed RP with midnightzero531)

Keiko was sitting in a locked room, her back against the wall as she tried to think clearly, her mind in the past few days had been giving in to the idea that she ‘belonged’ to Nightmare… Her body though was definitely not enjoying the pain from her most recent encounter with the whip. She had been awake for three hours, the time now 5:55 am, her mind’s internal clock kept her updated as to what time it was, but just before 6:00 am, she whispered to herself, trying to see to it nobody could hear her other than herself, she just wanted to hear something for once that had nothing to do with punishments from Nightmare.  

“I-Is he going to come back? Not that I’m desperate for his voice, attention or whatever.“ She paused for a moment, her voice soft as she looked around the mostly empty room. "But you know… some company would be nice.”