#wickedremind

[akashicmuses]

GREETINGS, SHEEPLE OF SHIBUYA!

Got some red hot news for ya:

Given that some of our Players fancy themselves “jokers”, I’ve decided to send out an emergency call to cleanse the UG of their repungant fumes with holy fire. Please check your smartphones for today’s target.

You might be asking yourself what this little candlestick did. I’m afraid his deeds are so horrific that not even I can speak of them without feeling a blazing anger. You’ll have to just take my word for it and burn this little twerp off the face of Shibuya!

After all...

Some crimes can never be forgiven. 

Heh...

And with that, I bid you adieu.

[telewarp-a]

@wickedremind​ @wickedreplay​

“i am going to bite both of you.”

[wickedreplay]

i can be your little pogchamp too, dude. just say the word & i'm yours.

     THE OPTIONS FLASH THROUGH HIS mind at the speed of light : if he tries to deny it, the point will only be pushed further until it's a whole running joke of a thing, so, yeah, no. that wasn't the route to go. caving could be just as bad, but it'd also maybe be more short - lived. no . . . fret hadn't let it die since shoka began calling him this, so that wouldn't work either.

     that only left upping the ante.

     the corner of his eye twitches as he forces on the largest, brightest smile he can manage, ❝ nah, you're my little meow meow, actually. ❞ horrifying. hopefully this would be enough of a deterrent from this conversation ever coming up again. it definitely won't backfire on him at all.

[hackereaped]

                𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒 ➜ @wickedremind​ !

look at me. bonding with a squirrel. *rhyme sounds here* right. my bad. rindude told me what you resemble. so like - you can really understand us huh? that’s one for the books !

[the-composer]

I really love reading any of wickedremind's threads, the mun is very talented at bringing out Fret's voice!

Send me an ask about someone you love, admire, look up to, your friends, etc, and I’ll @ them positivity!

@wickedremind : it's big LOVING YOUR FRET HOURS OVER HERE

[cityhymn]

@wickedremind​​ rq’d a starter!

“You have a very interesting frequency. Much more melancholic than you like to let on.”  Joshua holds up a finger as if to shush Fret before he can interrupt.  “ ‘Be more genuine’ was her advice, was it not? I do hope you are taking that to heart. It would be a shame to let her words go unheeded.”  His fingers come to curl around the spoon in his iced coffee, stirring it listlessly, violet eyes reflected back up at him.  “She had an interesting frequency too. Perhaps the exact opposite of yours, in some way. Shame.”  Like Rhyme getting turned into a Noise three years ago had been a shame. Like his Reapers getting Erased had been a shame. Being the Composer is a job built on a gamble. No one ever stays.  ( not even hanekoma. )

[purificr]

“hey, dude you okay?” a look of mixed curiosity & concern plays upon the boy’s features. something feels off about this guy. but fret can’t put his finger on it. “you look a little lost.” / @wickedremind​

“ lost. heh. i suppose you’re not wrong. shibuya has its way of making me feel pretty overwhelmed. ” this is ... rindo’s friend. the one who had the ability to help people’s memories along. funny they should run into him on one of their ventures to the shibuya realground. “ please remind me, friend, which way was cat street again? ”

[trailered]

"it's okay, you can totally do this!" he whispers, giving tsugumi an encouraging pat on the back as she makes her way over to hishima & shiba. "just go over what we rehearsed!" now that he's taught her about updog, he plans on letting her have the fun with it now.

     was she meant to be laughing this much? they were contained little giggles, hidden behind pursed lips or muffled by her hand. she couldn't remember the last time she had felt so giddy–––– so eager to joke & play around. it was a freedom that she wouldn't take for granted, & that meant saying the words even if she was worried that they may have heard it before.

     ❝ okay–––– okay. ❞

     her delivery had been practiced over & over under fret's attentive stare. it had been rehearsed & perfected. & she knew, if nothing else, even if hishima knew it–––– if shiba knew it–––– her presentation would be perfect. she shot a grin over her shoulder at fret before schooling her expression into something more like confusion as she walked towards them.

     ❝ shiba? hishima? ❞

     she waited until their eyes were on her, a beat after their queries about her wellbeing had faded into the air. a moment, then two, & then––––.

     ❝ have you seen any updog around here? ❞

     perfect.

                                                        ( what’s up, dog part 2 | @wickedremind )