#starvingsoldier

[encodedgamer-blog]

what symbol do i send if the mun is one of my favorites

ummm i'm not sure!!

[fogclearerarchived]

(gonna go ahead and disregard my M!A of being blind for this one) Mukuro stared, shocked and amazed as Kirigiri stepped out into her room in nothing but a towel. "Wow..." She said, mouth open. "Kirigiri... Your towel is so cool! Where'd you get it, huh?"

Violet eyes widened as she heard a voice behind, spinning around on her heel to face the soldier. Her grip on to towel tightened, and she quirked a brow as Mukuro spoke. “Ah- thank you, I suppose… I got it at just a normal store- I’m sure you could find one if you really wanted…”

[operationbluesky-artist]

Eleven people have come for an appointment

After having finished her job at a client's home (the person having requested for a last minute makeup job for a party), Lily left the vicinity, carrying a small case with her. She was thinking of stopping by at the nearby grocery when her feet had unknowingly brought her to the front gates of Hope's Peak Academy.

Ah yes, the school that every high school student wishes to get into. Where only those who are best in their fields can enter. Some time ago, she had received a letter from the school itself, inviting her to the academy as a Super High School Level Makeup Artist. To be honest, it still felt like a dream to her, to be accepted to such a school.

The brunette didn't know how long she had been standing there, but she did know that she freaked out when she saw someone's shadow overlap over her own. She was almost too afraid to look behind her, like she was frozen on the spot.

"A-Ah... Hi?" she meekly said, not turning around to look at the person.

[cynical-swordsman]

+ Six

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"more? how troublesome."

[fogclearerarchived]

Mukuro never was one for subtilty. Or for putting much thought behind anything, really. This was made abunduntly clear when her best idea of getting Kirigiri's memories back were to walk up to her, take off her gloves, then ask "you sure you don't remember how you got these burns?"

Violet eyes widen as the stranger rips her gloves off, feeling the cold air against scarred hands. She simply stares at them for a moment, studying the curves and dark patches the burns create against her normally pale skin.

"I… No, I don’t remember."

[hopeful-gamer]

Sweet dreams!

[[It gave me a six!]]

"… I had a dream that Ikusaba-san and I were playing games… but I wasn’t good at first-person shooters… So she decided to take me to a shooting range to better my skills… Then her sister popped up and said we needed to girl up and turned our guns into Hello Kitty ones… It seemed normal at the time…"