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“I should be the one asking you!” Syo snaps, nose wrinkling as she watches terror set in. How this kid was alive was behind her– he’s too old to be a mole and far too skittish, but he’s fast enough to at least give her a run for her money.
“It’s supposed to be impossible!” Which is why his story doesn’t add up. She’s ready to press him further but something snaps behind them, and she’s up on her feet, back to the kid and grip tightening.
❝ You act like I'm doing something wrong here, yet I know nothing about you either. Heck, I don't even know your name. For all I know you could be working with those kids, miss. I just want to escape, not too sure about your moti- ❞ He comes to an abrupt pause, hearing the snap. He's ready to run again, when he sees the woman grip her scissors. ❝Aren't you going to run for it?❞
It’s not a bluff– as aggravating as it is, the kid isn’t lying. Syo knows fear and he reeks of it, and as impossible as it seems, she’s somehow found a possible lead to another question gnawing at the back of her head.
“How the hell did you miss the memo? A bunch of brats are tryin’ to take over and slaughter everyone with wrinkles– it’s a pain in the ass, y’know? What the hell have you been doing till now?!”
❝ What?! Kids are killing adults? That’s just . . ❞ His face paled and Fei realized the situation was more dire than he had thought. It wasn't robots but, kids . . little kids causing all of this? It was almost craizer than the thought of explaing to this woman how he got here. Fei couldn't exactly just say he had traveled thoguh time and gotten stuck in the wrong time period. ❝ Um. . you see, I'm not exactly from here. Things happened and I wound up here by mistake. I've been trying to get home, if you must know what I've been doing until now. Is there a way to escape?❞
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| Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ I ᴅᴇᴀʀʟʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ |
| YOU WILL REGRET IT |
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Syo leans in closer still– it’s not a trick of the light, and he’s a little taller than most of the children she’s seen turning tail. When she towers over him again, it’s to survey the landscape: it’s a dead end, no Monokuma or challenge notice lurking over her shoulder.
“–So you’re not with them?!”
She sounds skeptical but moreso frustrated, as now her lead is dead.
And again - he inches backwards. He doesn't like how close this person is to him. Fei feels unsafe and scared. ❝ No, I don't even know they are! I just got caught up in this - this chaos and I just. . dont know what's going on. .❞ Fei quietly mumbles under his breath. ❝I'm . . scared.❞ Fei doesn't want to be in this messy city, he wants to be home.
if that’s WHAT it COMES to, baby.
if that’s WHAT it COMES to, baby.
it’s all YOU gotta say to ME.
[all] quirks my muse habitually has.
[all] quirks my muse habitually has.
Writers, bold all of your character’s regular truths.
1. Smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug. 2. Binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time. 3. Drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs. 4. Nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 5. Lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 6. Night Owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night. 7. Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time. 8. Negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism. 9. Positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence. 10. Swearing: the use of offensive language. 11. Superstitious: an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome. 12. Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom. 13. Scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty. 14. Foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience. 15. Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit. 16. Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention. 17. Twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation. 18. Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness. 19. Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence. 20. Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority. 21. Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness. 22: Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance. 23. Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity. 24. Throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt. 25: Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility. 26: Eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation. 27: Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest. 28. Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune. 29. Humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune. 30. Perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection. 31. Photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail. 32. Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system. 33. Exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is. 34: Intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive. 35: Quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively. 36: Interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements. 37: Doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absent-mindedly. 38: Irritable: having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed. 39: Gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet. 40: Travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft. 41: Sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings. 42: Melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause. 43: Chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavoured gum which is not intended for swallowing. 44: Fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience. 45: Skeptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations. 46: Neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness. 47: Gossiping: divulging personal information about others. 48: Prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct. 49: Abbreviating: Giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names. 50: Having a catchphrase: having a sentence or phrase typically associated with a specific person.
She’s ready to strike the second her prey finally decides to meet her face to face, and she closes the distance between them– but although her scissors are poised to strike and she towers over him, she stops, gleeful laughter stopping short under scrutiny.
“–Ehhhhhh?”
Syo doesn’t let her scissors fall, but she brings them no closer to the trembling child.
“How the hell did you get that mask off?!”
Fei panics as the scissors move closer to his face, he knows they're just scissors, but there was no telling what that woman was able to do with them. He turns his face to the side, still sheilding it behind his hands. ❝ M-mask ?! I was never wearing one in the first place, um. . ❞
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It’s only a matter of time before she’s cornered her target; Syo’s far from worried about keeping up, only keeping on top. These kids are crafty, but every time she’s managed to chase them into a corner they’ve broken down quickly, whimpering while she towers over them but ultimately providing absolutely nothing.
It changes now– the killer’s hot on the heels of one of them, and it won’t be long until someone starts talking. Snip, snip, and she’s prowling around the edge of a ruined shop, letting her laughter fill in every crack as she approaches.
“Ten, nine, eight– I’m already getting bored of waiting around!– seven, six, fiiiive—”
He wants his breaths to be quiet, but hearing that voice made him breathe faster. Fei doesn't want to die, like most people living in the world. His posture stiffins, his head spins trying to think of any way out of this - this damned situation. The boy quietly slips out from his spot, facing the person.❝ Look - I really, really don't want to fight. Can we just, talk, if possible ❞ His hands move infront of his face.
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Glass and debris crunch underneath her heel when Syo skids to a stop, scanning the surrounding area, ears piqued for any noise not made from her pursuit. There’s the typical sounds of a dead city– buildings moaning as ruined structures start to give way, the occasional echo of heavy footsteps and dragging claws– but she’s focused on something alive. Something living, breathing– –someone.
Her scissors snap open and shut with anticipation, shoulders squared and eyes wide; she stomps in place and although the sound is delightful, she’s got a target already set in mind, and she isn’t about to let her prey slip by.
“Ohohohoooo– am I “It”? Shouldn’t you at least tell me before you try and snag a head-start?” Snip, snip, and she starts prowling, listening for any signs of the retreating brat in her path. “What a shame, ‘cause I hate cheaters!”
Fei doesn’t know what’s happened to the city - all he can see is the destruction of the once flourishing city. He dashes through the streets, hoping to find some place safe from the bears. His breaths are heavy and ragged. Until he hears the woman's voice - everything becomes quieter than a mouse, as he cautiously moves behind a wrecked building.❝ Well - this couldn't have gone worse !! ❞
#072 |WHEN HELPER X REVEALS TO FEI THAT HE IS HIS FATHER
PSA: IF WE’RE IN A MUTUAL AND YOU WANT TO THROW A STARTER AT ME BECAUSE YOUR MUSE WANTS MINE OR YOU JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY IN GENERAL —- JUST DO IT. I PROMISE, I’LL SCREAM WITH HAPPINESS IF YOU DO. YOU’RE NOT BOTHERING ME ; I WANT TO ROLEPLAY WITH ALL OF THE PEOPLE I FOLLOW. OKAY, YOU’RE ALL WONDERFUL. PCE.