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Mary's still not totally over the incident with the previous visitors to the gallery. She's not sure what to make of this new girl.
"Who are you?"
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time-locked-suffering started following you
Mary's still not totally over the incident with the previous visitors to the gallery. She's not sure what to make of this new girl.
"Who are you?"
THE FIGHT // [Closed rp]
There was no more time to stall or prepare; the time for the battle was now.
If Madoka said she was completely unafraid and totally ready she of course would be lying. This wasn't something she was entirely excited for but she had managed to still her nerves at least for now. She wasn't going to let anyone down or lower her guard enough to give an opportunity for one of friends to be hurt. This encouraged her to be just a little braver.
She did believe they had a good chance against Maxwell. Each of the members of this group had their own strength and with InuYasha included perhaps it wouldn't seem predictable. If Maxwell knew magical girls well that was one thing, but maybe he wouldn't know much about the half-demon and that could be their strength.
The pinkette had met her friends in the more distorted outskirts of town, wanting to be out of her own neighborhood and of course out of sight anyway before using the teleporter she had.
"I-is everyone ready...?"
"The night… Akemi Homura… The darkness will blanket the land, and it will go on forever. They say that the truth is shown when you believe that no one can see you. Perhaps within my darkness, you will see who you really are…"
"What are you playing at witch? what do you mean by who I really am." She knew that she’s slowly been going mad, and was now afraid she might completely lose her mind when this witch descends.
"If one cannot see outwardly, the only way to see is inward. When you sleep alone in your bed, do you not think about your own actions? Everyone will see who they truly are within my darkness. You included my friend... I am not called 'witch'. You can give me at least that much respect."
Sneaks up behind her target. "I'm sorry forgive me!" Grabs their head and nibbles their ear. (since your multi muse pick one.)
"H-Homura-san! Wh-wh-wh-what are you d-doing?!" Nate responded, taken aback but not minding this in the slightest.
Something Else.
"Hey, Homura-san. Is it alright if we talk for a bit? I'd kind of like to tell you something." uwu
capitalwastelandanchor, piyo-hoshitsuki, and time-locked-suffering found her research
Serena had just walked into the area, her little base hidden deep in Gotham. But there was a tresspasser. She had her guns upon her body in case they were a danger, but they were hidden well. She had harvest the plants she was using to modify and create a healthier version of Scarecrow’s fear gas, she wanted to aid secretly in accomplishing Jonathan Crane’s objective. The one she knows he can’t do. He wanted to share his fears, but he ends up killing everybody he works with… Or at least, from what she has heard from sneaking in there at night.
"Why are you here?" The thirteen year old female asked throwing her jacket on the floor of her second home, clutching the pot with a gorgeous fear flower in her arms. "How did you find this place?" She pressed on. "And what are you doing rummaging threw my research!?" As soon as she saw all the papers scattered on the floor, she had to force back tears in her eyes. They were everything to her.
However, she couldn’t hold them in. Overflowing over her eyelids, clutching the pot tighter and tighter to her chest, breaths getting caught harshly in her throat, voice being choked up as her face turned a shade of deep red. Balling her fist.
time-locked-suffering heard the laugh
"What!? Who is this!? I told you to get the BATMAN! Not this person!" The clown shouted to the two men behind him. "Sorry boss, but it was dark." One of them replied. "I-It was dark-!? How could you mistake a tall man dressed like a GIANT BAT for this scrawny other!?"
"Like we said before, it was dark." The same one spoke. "IT WAS RHETORICAL BILL!" He snapped. "Actually my name is Jeff…" With this, the clown literally kicked the two out of the room. Approaching the character that was tied down to the chair, he smiled. "Well no matter… I’m pretty sure a hostage wouldn’t hurt anybody right?" Joker spoke with a laugh.
Looking at the other, he was still baffled with how his workers got this character instead. “So… What’s your name? Since you are stuck here until Batsy comes, might as well get… acquainted. I preferred to be called ‘Joker’. By the way, why were you out in Gotham at this time? Haven’t you heard of the break-out of Arkham? Any of this, a-ringing the bell?” Nobody would be THAT stupid right?
"Akemi here, weapons loaded and prepared for hell."
[… Receiving Transmission…]
Hello there, you unlucky bastard. I’m X. Welcome to Mirabili.
I see you are taking the rough path and being a soldier. All the luck to you.
You now reside in the soldier city of the blue territory
[… Mutation…]
It seems that you don’t have any mutations. Oh but be careful you never know when they might come about~
[… Delivery…]
{3 pieces of Blue Candy}