// whispers ⚠ + the sound five tho ( if you're down for it )
Send ⚠ and a name, and i will make a bad presentation slide about that muse| accepting !
Bellum. boy howdy I wish I could say I’m sorry BUT I’M NOT

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// whispers ⚠ + the sound five tho ( if you're down for it )
Send ⚠ and a name, and i will make a bad presentation slide about that muse| accepting !
Bellum. boy howdy I wish I could say I’m sorry BUT I’M NOT
“ ring ring “ ll kokichi & keebo
@mistctch ll [ keebo ]
Calling the other from the room next door had been the best plan ever. He enjoyed giving the other a ring every now and again – playing that accursed sound of jumbled nonsense? Oh, his pranks were some of the best. And surely the other had to know it was HIM who’d done it.
Who else would torture the poor robot so?
PLUS: why else would the tiny liar be calling him so often? It wasn’t as though the two of them sought out one another’s company. Let alone c a l l e d one another. This was more or less a hobby for the ULTIMATE SUPREME LEADER. ( h a r m l e s s ‘ p r a n k s ) were the true reason he had the title he had, though it wasn’t as though his current companions knew that. . .
And sometimes, it was just nice to fall back into this pattern. Even in times like these, he had to ACTUALLY enjoy himself. Not just pretend. “Keeboy, aren’t you gonna pick up? You’re gonna hurt my feelings if you never answer the phone when I call!” Not to mention he made it impossible to ignore phone calls. Picking it up would be the only way to shut up that infernal noise.
K o k i c h i snickers – amusement in his tone as he waits for the other to shout something back as a reply. Regardless of what else was going on right now, he was glad the other was a r o u n d. It was good to have a target. And he could be a little. . . devilish.
@mistctch liked this {x} for a starter!!
Running into Kaito was inevitable. Rather, it seemed like he made it impossible to not see him. At least once a day, when she was on campus, he was there. She wasn’t exactly used to it. He had far too much energy. “Momota,” she greeted stiffly, “Don’t even think about dragging me anywhere. Do you understand?” This was probably futile. Maki was positive he didn’t know how to listen.
@mistctch; for luke
Every day, Calvin had to pass by the carpenters to get to the mountain. And every day, he was sure he found Luke doing something even more ridiculous. If it wasn’t for the boy’s father, he wasn’t sure Luke wouldn’t have planted his axe in his own head. Of course, who was to say he hadn’t?
Calvin tipped his head in greeting as they passed. “Off to the forest again?”
@mistctch ( s.c. )
“It’s called the Bean Throwing Festival. You give beans to the demon and if they get hit they get points”, it was a bit forced, voice wavering just slightly as she gripped the umbrella tighter. She wasn’t as scared of them as she used to be ( her legs didn’t shake like they had before the Unity Festival ), and Zaid was the one easier to approach. Though it still happened rarely and only when someone else was in the area too. He was the same as Gaius after all, and the louder he was the less Sofia found herself intimated by him. “You’re mature so you shouldn’t play the demon.”
@mistctch ♥’d for a starter.
❝ is there any particular reason as to why you keep staring at me ? if you have something you wish to say ---- speak it. ❞
continued from ✗ with @mistctch cause I have no self-control;
Chelsea didn’t need a scarf, she had her bandana. The red material had several uses, ranging from keeping sweat off her forehead, hair out of her face, and, now, her features hidden as she embarked on an operation of great importance. She finished tying it over the lower half of her face just as Luke proclaimed the name of the mission.
“There’s no secrecy in that! We need something better. Like, Operation Sweet Dreams. Or Operation Sandman.” Her hands spread out in front of her as if to highlight the title. Her voice came muffled through the material, but her expression was determined, sparks of mischief lighting in her blue eyes. “We go spouting Operation Pillow Hunting and they’ll shut us down before we can cry uncle.” Who ‘they’ was she didn’t elaborate on.
@mistctch for ginko;
Muffy was lost. The route to the city, so well-traveled in her heels, was blocked off by a fallen tree. Muffy had thought about trying to scale it, but the moment it seemed her dress would rip she decided to try and find a way around it. Unfortunately, both sides were so thick with underbrush and trees that it presented the same problem and Muffy hated the idea of traveling off the beaten path in her heels. Thus she decided on the other path.
Then there had been another fork. Then another. Though she tried to angle herself back towards the original path, hoping that the two intersected in some way, she was now instead hopelessly lost.
“I’ve really done it this time,” she sighed and leaned against a tree. Her feet were killing her. “I can’t believe this!”