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“Hello! What brings you all here?”

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whispers my url

Send me a url and I’ll record my voice saying the url along with what I think of them.

my mic is so bad

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The promise he had made with Genocider and Fukawa to take care of their respective pets is a promise that he easily keeps. He can’t forget about it, and if he did then it would only look bad on him. With Fukawa, he feels like he’s walking on glass, but with Genocider, he’s walking on fire.  When the time comes, Hagakure heads out of his room to feed Fukawa’s fish. The trip to her room isn’t a long walk, but it still takes him time to reach his destination; he stops to talk to Naegi, then mention something to Togami, who brushes him off as he typically does. Really, Hagakure didn’t expect to get much out of any conversation with the heir, but he didn’t mind talking to Togami. Most of his fellow students were interesting, and Hagakure isn’t necessarily shy.  He reaches her door, stops to answer a pointed question from the heir that had been trying to avoid him (What… are you…?) Hagakure answers his questions with a smile, then watches him disappear into his room before he enters Fukawa’s room.  The scene before him unfolds too quickly for his liking, and his hands move faster than his mind as he shoves the door shut, pressing his palms up to it. His back is to Genocider, and he doesn’t want to see the face of the boy at her feet.  Hagakure thinks that he’s going to be sick. 

"I…" He cannot speak, bile is already rushing. "I…" Hagakure feels violently ill; this was bound to happen, but he doesn’t know what to do now that it is happening. His head is spinning and he presses his forehead to the door. All his strength is invested into not turning around to face the reality of this situation.  There is no way to talk Genocider out of killing his boy without him leaving and telling authorities; he’d lose Fukawa if he tried to anything justified, but… didn’t Genocider belong behind bars so she didn’t do anything like this?  Aren’t Genocider and him friends though? Hagakure briefly considers screaming, but his airways are constricted. He can’t breathe or speak or react. 

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      The fortune teller's muffled stammering harmonized beautifully with the pained weeping of the boy at her feet, in her own opinion. Perhaps if she started humming again, the three of them could form an acapella trio. She made an attempt to continue her tune from before, but couldn't help herself from interrupting it with several vibrant giggles at just the idea.

     Ken Harada, a boy only about one or two years her elder who worked at a nearby corner-store; a boy who would give her strange looks as she giggled in his direction, sweaty hands dropping money into his own, a blush painting her face partnered with a trail of drool dripping down the corner of her mouth; a boy who, at the moment, was pleading on the floor, a puddle of blood steadily forming beneath his doubled-over figure. The boy's distressed gray eyes directed at Hagakure, his facial expression begging him to run and get help. His efforts were in vain, however, as his gaze fell only upon the clairvoyant's back.

     Genocider placed her hands on her hips, popping one hip out to the side in a casual manner. Hagakure's surprise visit was inconvenient, sure, but she enjoyed his company. 

     "This is like when someone walks into your room, and you're clad only in your bra and panties, y'know?" she giggled, "I'm totally embarrassed! You've caught me red-handed! Literally." She waved her one blood-covered hand towards the other, failing to keep any laughter from erupting from her chest. 

     The last time something like this had happened, she ended up killing two birds with one stone. Luckily for her, the previous meddler had been fairly cute; not as cute as the boy she had been killing at the time, but cute enough to sink her teeth into. She crucified them side-by-side, and oh how absolutely cute they looked together.

     Hagakure was another story. She wasn't so willing to get rid of him. It wasn't often she found someone willing to befriend someone of her status, and she wasn't just going to throw that friendship out the window. She began tapping her foot, trying to break the awkward silence between the two of them. "Un-for-tun-ate-ly, you don't have a ticket for this show! Since we're friends, though, I'll give 'ya one as a freebie!" she chattered, her words rushed from the current adrenaline rush, "I mean, I knew you were a wimp, but not this big of a wimp! He's not even dead yet!"

     The boy on the floor struggled out a sputtered 'please' in Hagakure's direction, which earned him a quick kick to the stomach from Genocider, followed by "Hey, Hara-kun! If you're gonna beg, do it towards me, not Haga-pyon! I'm the one killing you here, not him! Geez!"

     Briefly after, she walked over to the fortune teller in a few long strides, poking the man's back with her clean hand. "So, whaaaaat's up?"

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Notice me, diddly darn dang it.

[[★]] staaaaaaaaaaaaares O:

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sibyllxne replied to your post:.

syonia is so important tbh

it really is

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Hello?

10. They want to invite you out. 

     Impatiently tapping her foot and flicking her tongue as she waited for the ringing tone to cease and for the clairvoyant to pick up. Once he did, she instantly started chattering, her impatient expression quickly changing to a wide grin.

     In a sing-song voice, “Haga-pyooooon! Let’s go to the movies! Out to a picnic! To a fancy restaurant! Anything! I’m literally dying of boredom! Be my saviooooour!”

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sibyllxne replied to your post:sibyllxne replied to your post:sibyllxne replied...

RIGHT?? like it is the best to make a characters ~yours~ and to care about them and form an attachment and when you just take someone else’s portrayal it is just …rude and it ruins it„,

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sibyllxne replied to your post:sibyllxne replied to your post:Small reminder once...

yeah, me too, so i definitely understand what it is like to see someone take all your hard work. it is really frustrating and i’m sorry that YOU have to go through something like this because it is so shitty i can’t believe people do this

And it's so fun to come up with your own headcanons and special quirks for your portrayal and it's really just why