#pacifstgoat

[fasioncnfire-blog]

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Yaku strolled down through New Home, keeping her “lucky” bat swung over one shoulder and her other hand shoved in her jacket pocket. Everyone ignored one another as they passed, no friendly smiles or waves to each other. Each monster acting like the other didn’t exist. Of course Yaku was perfectly fine with that. She preferred everyone keep as far from her as physically possible.

But something did catch her eye and make her stop.... A kid standing in the road a little before the entrance of the castle. As she came up to him she stopped and glared down at him. Finally poking at him with her bat to get his attention.

“Hey kid. Something wrong?”

[tourinokos-blog]

@pacifstgoat

This was... a pretty realistic toy model, huh? He’d seen a few visiting stores and manufacturers the family owned in the past, and they specialised largely in luxury goods, but... his forehead furrows in concentration, one hand going thoughtfully up to his mouth — and then immediately dropping it as he jumps back with a screech. “E-eep! It moves!” That kind of movement, too — surely it couldn’t be a motor?!

[sinnerswake]

Kratos is normally not a klutz. He is normally near impossible to scare. But, he really hates tomatoes, and isn’t exactly expecting a modified bike with a bin carrying hundreds of the bright red villains to suddenly tilt on its side and threaten him with a tide of them. . . .Needless to say, he leapt backwards out of the way (his reflexes smooth as always), but in his. . .haste. . .he made the careless mistake of leaping toward ah, an occupied area. And collided with some poor unfortunate.

“My apologies. Are you all right?” He asks, offering a hand.

[monkeystaffed]

@pacifstgoat

“Friend? Well, sure! I am still looking for recruits for my team after all!”

[pitchercat-blog]

✎ asRIEL!!

Here’s the boy!

[inhabae-blog]

Door

@pacifstgoat

[♚] It’s there when she wakes up from her nap. Right next to the door leading outside her room is now a large, old looking door with strange decorations. Ill fitting and roughly carved.  Even untrained eye can tell the door not well crafted but in this sort of situation it’s but a passing thought that gets pushed off by the natural curiosity that most would experience.

She rubs her eyes to confirm that she isn’t just half-asleep. Barefoot she steps through her room and slowly slides her look down towards the handle. 

Her hand lingers above the it, faintly touching. She knows all about curiosity killing cats but ignoring something like this.... Who would do that? Inha takes a deep breath and slowly creaks it open (which is quite a job as it stands surprisingly heavy). 

From side to another go dart her eyes until...

“ GYAAK! “

“ Ahh, who---- “

She blinks noticing a goat - it’s one isn’t it? It’s wearing clothes. Like that her words get stuck at her throat.

[zantasticusurper-blog]

@pacifstgoat

“How very odd! No rhyme, no reason...indeed, curiouser and curiouser!” The newly-formed imp was floating around, inspecting all the various happenings in this maddening dreamscape of a city....and now his glowing, pupil-less eyes settled on a small goat-child.

“Oh dear! And could it be you’ve been turned into a goat? What strange tricks this evening is playing! Heh-heh...” Zant was clearly starting to lose it, his idle chuckle sounding somewhat vacant.

[terthiodecimo-blog]

@pacifstgoat

To believe there’s actually someone younger than him here. The thought isn’t far-fetched and he’s sure there’s far younger children here but this is the first time he’s seen it for his own eyes. “If you were to scared to come to this place then why did you?” He questions the logic behind doing something one fears. He isn’t too familiar with it, he just knows that if someone with feelings has an extreme fear for something then most of the times it’ll be avoided or any excuse to not have it be done is a gain. Some abandoned building like this with quite the amount of floors, beaten up, and left to apparently drop dead one day. Which concerns Roxas if true, the building structure must be very unstable and sensitive.

“I’ll keep you company in this place,” for however long they decide to stay here anyway. What are they doing here though? “Are you looking for something you lost here?” He tries to find some logic behind a stay here in general, because they don’t seem to be dealing very well. “There’s nothing to be afraid of.” Hopefully.