#nerusuzo

[candykraken]

nerusuzo

People are righteous unrightfully. (((o(*°▽°*)o)))

yeah i just got up from a 6 hour nap so I'm gonna need some specifics

[inkparagon]

nerusuzo replied to your post: “Can telephones even wear clothes?”

Yes, technically. However, I am more digital than a telephone.

“That’s... not really helping your case.”

[kamabocolossus]

nerusuzo replied to your post: “Aww great, looks like I share more in common with...

☆⌒(ゝ。∂)

“I thought I blocked you!”

[telephobos]

I see you've returned to having emotions.

“...Yes, I have. I’ve decided that even if it hurts, I want to keep my individuality. There’s so many wonderful things that I took for granted by erasing my emotions, even if only for a bit.” 

[squidroyalty]

@nerusuzo

Stormy springtime winds whistle and gust against the sides of the house, palm trees rustling in the darkness. Prince grabs the remote and turns the volume on the TV up, looking back at Emperor as he does. His brother, an early riser, was usually asleep at this point. Currently he’s dozing on the couch, having lost track of what was going on in the movie a while ago. Prince didn’t really want to wake him, but he did want to hear what was going on... 

The picture suddenly freezes, pixelation spreading across the screen and the sound stuttering. Prince hits the pause button, sighing. The wind had probably knocked the dish around, and he had no way of fixing it right now. May as well watch something else, or maybe even go to to bed. It was pretty late... 

He tries switching to a streaming service instead, but the picture remains frozen, the screen a garbled mess. Even though he’s well-aware it won’t work, he hits the button a few more times. Nothing. Turning, he goes to shake Emperor’s shoulder. Emp knew more about how this stuff worked than he did. “Hey, Em, something’s up...”

[woomyroger]

Sucker

[Miles Morales Voice] Hey ;)

Hey cutie. Feeling lonely? :)

[virtuorco-blog]

@nerusuzo liked for a starter! Finally Melo had caught wind of something not as pervasive as the beats of the dreaded idols, but it was much more difficult for him to track down as far as his knowledge went. This music was born somewhere else, deep below the surface, possibly deeper than the Octo Valley. From what he could find out on the internet, these snippets were likely the work of an Octarian, but their whereabouts were mysterious and inconsistent. Naturally, the artist’s curiosity lead him down the rabbit hole of the Deepsea Metro subculture, and he only found more questions instead of answers, things he wasn’t looking for. Website to website. At that point, finding more information on the Octarian wasn’t in the front of his mind anymore. Similarly to the DJ that he was looking for, absorbing information on unknown for the sake of possible influence became the active time waster for the moment. 

[candykraken]

nerusuzo replied to your post: okay, weird, i was out turfing and when i went to...

They’re coming out to see the fireworks I’ve got planned. :)

hmm. don't like that.