❝You wanted to ask me something, right? Be aware that I ‘ can’t ’ answer what you previously asked me. Taking possession of my KEY should suffice as enough to settle our differences with your question.❞
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❝You wanted to ask me something, right? Be aware that I ‘ can’t ’ answer what you previously asked me. Taking possession of my KEY should suffice as enough to settle our differences with your question.❞
@tengods liked for a dialogue starter.
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“Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! It’s a ‘Super High School Level Spoiled Rich Kid!’ Get it away from me!”
Gripping her hand-sewn monobear plushie closer to her chest, she pursed her lips in disgust. There’s nothing worse than someone with an ego--if that someone wasn’t her, of course.
“What do you do, anyway? Cry to daddy and mommy for money? Is that seriously your talent? Hmhmhm?”
-- what luck I've had.
-- three class mates have joined, three symbols of hope.
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Admiring the faces of the three before him, placing strong hands and slender hips, Nagito grinned with an amiability unrivaled by any other. Brushing a mussed lock of silvery hair behind one ear, not caring for how much of his face was taken up by the smile, he gave a wave of greeting. Unsure of how to approach his classmates -- some one as worthless as he sure didn't belong among their ranks, after all, -- he decided on a simple hello.
"Ohayou, watashi no namae wa Komaeda Nagito. You all seem like you really belong here, huh?" Turning his pale gaze upon each of the three teens, a sparkle dulled by years of misfortune an eerie prediction of how the encounter might veer in a direction unwelcome by most was the only sign of the insanity settled so deeply within his scrawny frame.
>MOVING 4 FILES...
Chihiro may or may not have bumped into the person in front of her, and she immediately squeaks, backing away and profusely apologizing.
"I-I'm sorry," she mutters, bowing in apology. "I wasn't looking where I was going... Forgive me..."