The Honest Soldier

"Ah, Hello. You must be lost...Welcome to the gallery. My name is Kiyotaka Ishimaru. I promise, I will help you out of here...if it is the last thing I do." (( Independent Ib AU Ishimaru blog! Please see 'The story' link for more info! ))

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okay so here’s something serious, well, as serious as rp blogs can get. At the moment I’m struggling to run all my blogs and lately have only been focusing on one or two. So, I need help organizing everything and deciding what to keep and what not to keep. so here’s a list of them all and I would like you guys to tell me which I should or should not use cause at the moment I’m very iffy. 

RP Blogs that will stay no matter what: 

glitchedtimeangel mourningpurifier

RP Blogs that I want to know if anyone cares about: 

bleedinghawk (deadman wonderland au Ishimaru)  thewhitewolfoftheforest (my own AU version of an Ishida)  thefakesoldier ( Ib Au Ishimaru)  corruptedprograms (Mastermind Au Nanami)  thewindupgod (Zen from persona Q) 

so yeah 

i would like help 

i love rping as all of them but 

as you can see  I’m not good at juggling lots of rp blogs 

[thefakesoldier-blog]

guess who's back

back again 

sorry I was gone so long, my computer broke. but it's all fixed now so I can actually do replies 

[zetsubou-rapture]

I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose… Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor. Where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality. Where the great would not be constrained by the small. And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well.

» Group RP Blog for Bioshock AU - Dangan Ronpa

» Apply for a chance to be a part of Rapture today. 

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 @m-chrxma

"Pardon me, are you...lost by any chance?"

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 aristxcratie​

"Another..? Sir, are you lost by any chance?"

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shslxblogger

"Hm? Excuse me! Are you from the other gallery?"

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Komaeda was a new painting in the gallery, his painting a bit more darker than the others. It depicted a white haired male, in tears, gripping a knife quietly, dead people in front of him, obviously he had killed them in self-defense. It was set across from Ishimaru, and as the humans left, it blinked alive, looking around in curiosity.

"…" 

It had been a while since a new painting had been added to the gallery…it had been so long and for a while Ishimaru had wondered if they had gathered all of his mother’s work. When he saw the new painting he couldn’t be happier! A new sibling! Presumably a younger one because of the darkness of it…all of mother’s later paintings were dark…that much Ishimaru knew…so when all was calm and quiet the soldier opened his eyes, putting his sword away and smiling at the boy across from him. 

"Good evening." 

He greeted, climbing down from his frame and walking across the hallway to the new painting. 

"I am The Honest Soldier! Or Kiyotaka Ishimaru! Welcome to the gallery! May I know your name?" 

[ ask-nagito-komaeda-shsl-luck ]

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  Komaeda smiled innocently, clasping his hands together, or he would, but he did what he could, “…I promise! No one will ever hurt you.” He gave a small smile, a flash of something in his eyes, he was ready for tonight.

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"then I shall keep my promise as well." Ishimaru noticed the little glint in Komaeda's eyes...he decided to dismiss it as nothing. It was probably just excitement. Correct..? 

....ah....perhaps he should have payed more attention...

"Come now Komaeda, I think it's time we start heading back to our portraits, if it gets to late and we are still out and about we might run into the killer." 

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  "What am I? I’m a rabbit of course~ Is it not obvious?" The animatronic grinned at the other. Well, as good as one can grin anyway. "I’m Bonnie, a pleasure to meet’cha kid. And what is your name?"

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"A...Rabbit? You do not look like any rabbit I have seen before..." Then again the only rabbits he has ever seen have been the ones in the picture books that lay strewn about the gallery. "I'm Kiyotaka Ishimaru...it is a pleasure to meet you Bonnie..." 

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  {{ₒ}} "…Ishimaru?” Leon blinked for a few moments as he walked up towards the raven head, inspecting him before deciding that he was indeed Ishimaru but something seems off about him.

"…Leon Kuwata. SHSL Baseball Player.”

[thefakesoldier-blog]

Wait...how did this person know his name..? Ishimaru frowned slightly, about to ask when the boy walked towards him, looking him over before giving him his name and...a title? "I do not recall giving you my name. But, I am Kiyotaka Ishimaru. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." The soldier gave a little bow before straightening up, his crimson eyes focused on Leon. "Before we continue with introductions and the such, may I ask if you are from the other gallery? If you are, then it is probably in your best interest to come with me." 

[chxnmokx]

  "NO, IT’S NOT. IT’S FUN. CLIMBING TREES IS FUN." But Akemi… You can’t climb trees at all… You haven’t learned how to do that yet…

[thefakesoldier-blog]

"AKEMI PLEASE LISTEN YOU COULD FALL AND GET HURT AND-- wait...WHY ARE YOU A CHILD!?" He's panicking. he has no idea what's going on. 

[thefakesoldier-blog]

Komaeda was a new painting in the gallery, his painting a bit more darker than the others. It depicted a white haired male, in tears, gripping a knife quietly, dead people in front of him, obviously he had killed them in self-defense. It was set across from Ishimaru, and as the humans left, it blinked alive, looking around in curiosity.

"…" 

It had been a while since a new painting had been added to the gallery…it had been so long and for a while Ishimaru had wondered if they had gathered all of his mother’s work. When he saw the new painting he couldn’t be happier! A new sibling! Presumably a younger one because of the darkness of it…all of mother’s later paintings were dark…that much Ishimaru knew…so when all was calm and quiet the soldier opened his eyes, putting his sword away and smiling at the boy across from him. 

"Good evening." 

He greeted, climbing down from his frame and walking across the hallway to the new painting. 

"I am The Honest Soldier! Or Kiyotaka Ishimaru! Welcome to the gallery! May I know your name?" 

[ ask-nagito-komaeda-shsl-luck ]

[melancholyluckster-deactivated2]

  Komaeda smiled lightly, nuzzling the other quietly before Ishimaru pulled away. “Good. Im here for you. Whenever you need me.”

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Ishimaru gave a warm smile, nodding a little bit in response to Komaeda's words. "Once gain, I must thank you...I shall do the same for you." 

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 @childishdxncer

"A young girl..? Pardon me but, miss are you lost?"

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 @askthisbluerockstar

"Erm...what...are you exactly..?"

[runawayexe]

        He couldn’t stop them. Salty droplets started staining the cheeks of the former programmer, the ache of a neverending mourning being blatantly shown by the shaky limbs of his, the sighs and sobs he was trying to repress and conceal…  

      But it was hard —it was hard to forget and move on, when war was destroying everything, and forcing them to see friends being forced as well to kill each other just to feed their despair.

      He tried to talk back to the other a few times —wanting to explain, wanting to apologize for the tears he was seeing on that familiar visage as well, tiny hands moving, scraping them away from his cheeks once he managed to rise himself on his toes. Under his thumbs, the skin he was caressing felt more like dried paint, causing a frown to appear, for a second, on the delicate face of the former programmer.

      « I wish I was s-strong enough to m-move on —but I cant, I c-can’t forget h-he d-died all alone a-and we w-weren’t a-able to save h-him… I barely am b-b-being able to s-survive in this w-wreck of a city —with those b-bears trying to k-kill us on sight… »

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Ishimaru tensed up ever so slightly at his tears being wiped away by the other. No one had ever done that before... No one had ever tried to wipe away his tears as he cried...it was...nice...But he didn't allow his mind to simply focus on that, there were more pressing issues...

He payed close attention to the boy's words, his heart sinking the more he spoke... A...wreck of a city? Had something happened outside of the gallery? And what of these bears? Were bears murdering people as soon as they saw them..? 

Ishimaru could imagine such a life...after all, he had seen similar events happen in the gallery...anyone from the outside was attacked by the paintings, his siblings. They would attack and not stop until the person was finally out of the gallery, or the person was dead...He felt guilt, he knew what it was like to be unable to save someone...while it wasn't someone as important as a dear friend of his, he still felt the unbearable guilt of knowing he had let someone die...

"...y-you...don't have to move on...y-you....can keep him with you i-in your heart...k-keep him alive there. A-As for what happened outside of this gallery, I do not know for I have never seen the light of day. B-But...I c-can only tell you this, fight...fight with all of your might. e-even when the world is crumbling keep fighting, do not give up...you are not weak...I-I can tell...you've made it this far after all, haven't you?" 

[chxnmokx]

Trying to climb into a tree but failing like 100%

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"AKEMI THAT IS DANGEROUS WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

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  “That’s fine by me. I wouldn’t mind the company. I thank you for your assistance, though. It’s very kind of you to be so considerate.”

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"You are welcome...er...sorry if I seem rude but, is this your first time visiting this gallery or...have you done it before?" 

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to everyone following this blog I'm so sorry I take so long...recently my life has been very hectic with school and the sort. I shall try to do responses now