@ryogai replied: “I’m 5’6”! That’s average!”
"That's my point..."
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@ryogai replied: “I’m 5’6”! That’s average!”
"That's my point..."
"C'mon - the year just started and we're already harassing the poor girl? Give her some space, damn."
@ryogai said:
“You’re able to act, Ozymandias? That’s amazing!”
❝NATURALLY! I CAN DO a great deal of things! Acting is but one of them. Of course, if someone ever wanted to create a manga about me as an idol of some sort, I would not complain.❞ He seemed to be getting genres mixed up, but that wasn't important--
@ryogai replied: -Time to give a pat on the head!-
more accustomed to be the one giving the headpats, she swiftly and nonchalantly moves to dodge it —— and instead, it would be hakuno's hand that reaches out; getting on her tippy - toes, nix receives one ( 1 ) gentle pat on the head !
@ryogai from X
"...about four hours."
@ryogai asked: ❛ is there anything else i can do for you? ❜ - Swain FORTY RANDOM QUESTIONS | open
𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐎 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄. In fact since seizing his role very little would even surprise him anymore. A shame some would say — for surprises could lead to wonder && such joy in life. In reality he was quite grateful for it though. A lack of suprise in life meant that all could be predicted ; nothing left to mere chance.
Her words then were not quite a 'surprise', though not exactly expected either. They were ... Amusing.
❝ In fact you've just reminded me that there is one more item on today's agenda, my dear. ❞
Where his hand had been on the cell door's lock ( he'd rather not have to stay with the filth any longer than necessary ) it dropped back to his side, instead choosing to look back at the Ionian he'd been so merciful to let live. An eyebrow cocked inquisitively at the girl. All this time && she hadn't dare break. Not once given in. It would be a lie to say her stalwart resilience didn't fascinate him.
❝ Your blade — ❞ He motioned for the guard standing watch to hand it over ; an order followed without question. Carmine clawed fingers traced its edge. No obvious hint of malice nor ill-intent reflected upon his face as Swain continued, ❝ I trust that you've been keeping it well ?? Adequately sharpened && repaired as necessary ?? ❞
Confirmation wasn't necessary, he could tell the pristine state of the weapon by touch alone. Even so when that affirmation did come the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch ever so slightly upward. ❝ Excellent. ❞
The splitting of flesh and crack of bone was a symphony of sound he'd become more than accustomed to in his time at war. Today that sound was no different, though he couldn't help but relish in the cry of AGONY that punctuated it. With the demon in his arm it was a far easier deed than before. That wasn't to say that he was a man who particularly enjoyed the torture of others — but she had been given many a chance now to avoid such an outcome. A pity she refused to ever learn.
❝ That will be all. Do be sure to clean up the mess ... Oh, and fit her with a new arm. She'll need one for the next experiment I intend on running. ❞
The little creature stopped the wandering female in her tracks but rather politely. “Please there’s no running in the expre- wait a minute Pom-Pom doesn’t recognize you at all. You weren’t picked up from any of the planets we visited. Oh no does that mean you’re a stow away?” The little creature asked with curiosity in their voice as worry was seen evident upon their face.
However, just then another soul had just wondered into the room to see the very conductor to discuss a few things here and there and of course, the stranger was spotted. “Hmmm..friend of yours?” The young man asked the little conductor.
“No, she’s not. Pom-Pom’s never seen her before but she doesn’t seem to be hostile of anything.” The little conductor says.
In that case, because she received the conductor’s stamp of approval then she was pretty okay in his book as well, so Caelus made a move forward towards the young woman with his hand extended. ❝ 𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞’𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬..𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐫…𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? ❞ Because there’s NO way she had isekai’d her way unto the train..in the middle of deep space.
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Character Setting!
Send me “Character Setting!” to learn about my muse’s home! ( ACCEPTING )
Hey there, fools! It's me again, ya big boi Andre. And today we'll be briefly talking about the main two cities of the original series. Consider it a bit of an insight as to what your Muse may see if they ever find themselves in Bossu's neck of the woods.
Now let's start off with the birthplace of the 3rd Street Saints and the setting for the first two games; Stilwater, Michigan. And remember, that's with one 'L'! Originally depicted as a peninsula off the state of Michigan before turning into another island city, Stilwater is what I'd refer to as a more 'proper' city compared to the likes of Steelport—which we will be discussing shortly.