#purificr

[greetings-sheeple]

They like music :) @purificr

[the-composer]

there are no stickers or emoticons in sight to indicate tone, and yet somehow the honey - spiced smugness is audible in the text message that accompanies the snapshot of a street decked out in rainbow colours (the actual pride week in tokyo may have been held much earlier in the spring, but 2-chome is more than happy to stretch the festivities well into the summer) that hazuki has sent to joshua:

[ msg to : senpai 🖤 ] you are more than welcome to visit should you require any inspiration in your efforts, friend [attached: nichomepride.jpeg]

[ msg to : kohai 🐥 ] what a thoughtful return of favor for everything shibuya's done for shinjuku. ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ much obliged friend.

Pleasantries out of the way, he huffily shoves his phone into his pocket, muttering to himself: This is war.

[simiasung-a]

[monochromicsky]

@purificr​ asked:  "—why is there an archangel in shibuya?" hazuki hasn't been a part of the hivemind long enough to have much knowledge beyond what has happened in the three years they've belonged to the higher plane ; they don't know how to feel about this entity, the frequency of his vibes so much higher than the promoted composer's. fear?

Still as a statue and just as tall, the seraph stares out across the rooftops. Even as the voice disturbed his silent contemplation, he doesn't move for a very long time. His focus does however switch from the dropping sun to the presence behind him. 

He can smell the human in it but it feels... diluted. Curious. 

He glances over his shoulder, glasses catching the light for a fraction of a second, golden in the setting sun. By the time he fully does turn however, the glint has gone, and his frames are simply black. Perhaps just a trick of the light? 

“Seraph. Not Archangel. Still higher then you’ve probably ever encountered though, little dove.” 

His head tilts a fraction, taking in the other slowly. 

“...Hm... And who might you be? You’re new to the cult, aren’t you? Especially if you don’t know of me...” 

[abstractreign]

3, 5, 21 and 23 for the roleplay writing habits meme! ( → @purificr )

( → roleplay / writing habits !! )

Are you proficient in any language outside of your native tongue? Do you write characters that speak multiple languages?

{ i'm not sure if i'd consider myself "proficient" at it, but i do know Filipino/Tagalog enough to understand conversational forms of it both written and spoken— though not enough to write or speak in full sentences. besides that, i don't really know any languages outside English, which is my first, and what i'm most fluent in.

i do have a lot of original characters who are bilingual to multilingual — a couple of them downright polyglots — but i've yet to roleplay most of them.

joshua here understands written English fairly well along with spoken, more "formal", (loosely North American) English, and is able to speak it somewhat; but he's less knowledgeable with more colloquial forms of it, as well certain variations or dialects of it.

( → rest of answers below the cut !! )

What time of day are you most productive with regard to writing?

{ as my sleep schedule just keeps shifting over months, it's not so much a certain time of day as much a certain time after waking up or before falling asleep. i find that nowadays, in spite of actual times of day or night, it's usually easier to write after i've been awake for a few hours. i'll likely have eaten something by then, so it's easier for me to focus and actually come up with actual words and coherent thoughts.

If a reply isn’t coming easily do you draft it for later, delete and start over, chat with your writing partner for help, or something else?

{ usually i do some combination of the three and more! i actually don't usually get to writing replies straight away, so as to avoid placing a weird pressure on myself for something that's meant to be a hobby; but i don't often find myself finishing replies in one sitting still when i do get around to writing them, especially the longer the word count is.

if i'm really having trouble, or need to clarify something, i'll poke my partner, of course, and occasionally i will scrap writing just to start fresh, but on top of those—

whenever my mind draws a complete blank, i'll do this thing where i'll just start writing my muse doing and saying things that they absolutely would never ever do in response. not only is it really fucking funny a hundred percent of the time, it provides me with a lot of clarity as to what my muse would do in response to a given situation. it's a real good way for me to shake off any built-up pressure and come back to the core of my muse's character.

(also it's doubly? funny to just imagine joshua storming in, yelling at me to stop writing him fortn/te dancing, and finally cooperating with me long enough for me to write a reply)

What subjects / genres do you find yourself becoming the most passionate about when you’re writing?

{ i think it's apparent just how much of a huge sucker i am for comedy and for inserting comedic elements into my writing in general— which is especially fun to do with joshua, whom i'm more than used to ragging on out of endearment and entertainment. (i've been lovingly roasting this everloving shit of this pisshead for nearly eight years now, and i am not letting up anytime soon.)

that being said, i do enjoy a hefty serving of drama and angst as well! while i haven't gotten to write much of them with joshua here yet, i absolutely look forward to getting to do so in the future with a couple of the plots i've been working towards for a bit now.

i figure what i enjoy about both genres and writing them is just how well they lend themselves to exposing and exploring character flaws, consequences of decisions, and so on. there's something inherently humbling— and thus endearing, human about them when done right, and that's the kind of writing i strive for.

[akashicmuses]

@purificr​

It wasn't the first time that Yua had noticed a strange presence at one of the Reaper meetings. Yua could count the handful of times that he'd seen them on a single hand, but no one else ever made note of them. None of the Officers did either. That meant that this wasn't some delinquent Reaper. That meant this was brass.

His bindings ached.

Yua couldn't help but pull the front of his hoodie down further, trying to obscure the fact that he'd been staring. A lowly Wall Reaper shouldn't have the capacity to notice something like them. He had a part to play.

Why were they even here? The whole reason he'd picked Shinjuku was because the city's Composer wasn't supposed to give a shit about anything.

Yua glanced back up, only to find his eyes meeting with theirs. Yua did his best not to waver, to pretend like he was just losing focus. He was just a Wall Reaper. He didn't matter. Not worth looking into.

Right?

[cityhymn]

@purificr​ rq’d a starter!

“Hi, friend.”  Haz is distant / all Composers are, but where Joshua and Haz differ is in their countenances / Haz is smiles and calm curiosity / Joshua is scathing wit and condescension. So, although Joshua does consider Haz a friend, the word leaves his lips like the word ‘bug’ might.  “I’m curious. Have you discovered what makes Shibuya special? Why they fought so hard to protect it? Hehe...he’s an interesting proxy, that Rindo. I must admit, I thought no one would prove more fascinating than Neku, but I suppose I was wrong.”

[kingsmedley]

"is this your dog?" the question coming from the ground is dry and too unconcerned given it's also from beneath a wolf noise. glowing blue claws dig deeper into their shoulder, but all haz does is turn their head to regard joshua with a raised eyebrow. / gfug hi!!

"Hm? Oh, you mean Eve?" Joshua smiles fondly at the Garage Wolf. "So that's what she's been up to." He clicks his tongue. "C'mere, you."

The wolf Noise steps off of Haz and pads over to Joshua, tail wagging. He pats her head.

"There we go. Good girl."