#multi-muse-dorms

[sparkadreama]

@multi-muse-dorms​ ♥’ed (for Angie)

“I kinda get it.”

[electricea-a]

@multi-muse-dorms​​ sent -  ‘ who are you? ’ (from Laby this time around! She's from the game 'Elsword' and i've had a crossover idea with her ending up in the P5 Metaverse! Thought it'd be cool if she and Ryuji met that way.) ( Question Starters - Accepting. )

“I could ask you the same thing...!”

But now wasn’t the time to just stand around exchanging pleasantries - not when they could be attacked at any moment.  He didn’t even know if this stranger was a fighter or not or if they’d somehow been here before, but if they were... - then they would both be in a lot of trouble.

“C-Can we try to find a safe place to talk first...? Then we can both ask our questions,”

[triggertruth-a]

@multi-muse-dorms​ liked this !

“hi there!” chisa, a naturally bubbly person, always SEEMED a little airheaded and flighty, but underneath that cheery exterior was someone who knew how to read people... even if she herself wasn’t actually sure how she did that, exactly. but luckily, she didn’t need to do that with rfa’s zen, who was basically a legend in korea. she’d heard he was dreamy, and that was basically all she needed to ignore the paparazzi, stride up to him, and strike up a conversation.

she needed a translator to speak to him, and unfortunately said translator was nowhere near as animated as she was. “you must be zen! i’m chisa yukizome from hope’s peak academy! it was so nice of you to reach out to us--oh.” a pause, one long finger tapping rhythmically at her lips. “well, i’m not really in charge, but the headmaster invited me along as his... he said plus-one, but you know how these things are. business.” the schoolteacher bowed, a wide smile on her face. “but enough about me! i binged FOUR of your musicals last night! you’re really talented! i mean, wow! i’m so starstruck, i want to take you home in my suitcase!”

[ahogedetective]

@multi-muse-dorms continued from - { x }

“Mmhm: so here you go, if you don’t mind iced tea.” He hands it to her, giving a nod and a smile. “Eheh, no problem. To be honest, I usually have a traveler mug on me, but not this time. But hey, I ended up getting lucky because of it, so maybe it was an omen? Just kidding.” He chuckles, opening the can before taking a sip.

[ghcsthunted]

( @multi-muse-dorms ) STARTER! 

“What’s... Atua?”

     He’d never heard anyone other than Angie mention... Whatever or whoever this ‘Atua’ was. Was it some sort of religious thing? That’s what it sounded like, but if it was a religion, it was one he’d never heard of... Then again, he did hear that she came from an ISLAND, so maybe it just wasn’t as mainstream here as it was wherever she came from.

[shymaru]

@multi-muse-dorms| Continued from X

Goodness... He did not know what had caused that but it looked quite serious and it would be best to treat it before he led her to the infirmary. Ishimaru frowned in deep concern and reached into his messenger bag, pulling out some bandages before he motioned towards the wound.

“O-oh my... T-that looks quite s-serious... P-please allow me t-to assist you... I-it would be b-best if you w-went to the i-infirmary however...”

[airheaded-donuts]

@multi-muse-dorms liked for a starter.

Art was never one of the swimmer’s strong suits. She liked to dabble in the arts but her drawings were never quite produced to her liking. Lately, a few of the artistic students displayed their works around the school, ranging from statues to paintings. One remarkable piece caught the swimmer’s eye. She couldn’t quite put words to it but it was beautiful to her. At the end of the school day, Aoi found the eccentric artist in the school courtyard and made sure to compliment her pieces.

“Hey! Yonaga-san! I really loved your work. What inspired you to paint them?”

[hcpefulmarshmallow]

@multi-muse-dorms liked for a starter

 The final bell had rung, and most of the students had piled eagerly out of the classroom; albeit, some more swiftly than others. A few of their classmates took their sweet time, lingering to chat with one another or their teacher. Nagito, as always loitered once the room was tidy, giving his schoolmates the chance to go on ahead. Not that he didn’t want to be a part of their afterschool merriment; more like, he didn’t want to be in their way. 

 He was about prepared to evacuate the room himself when he noticed, not to his surprise at all, that Chiaki hadn’t budged from her seat; her gaze fixed pointedly on the screen of her handheld. Perfect dedication to her art. I’d expect nothing less from the Ultimate Gamer. 

 Still, the classrooms would all be locked up soon; and even for the sake of her beloved game, Nagito didn’t suppose she would enjoy being shut in for the night. So, after slinging his bag over his shoulder, he cautiously approached her desk, trying not to startle her. “Nanami-san? Not to interrupt or anything, but uh, class is over. Everyone’s left. You probably should too.”