Weiss Guertena

Time makes me forget many things, but there are other things when mentioned that I do remember. Or try to... Independent RP blog from Ib.

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Hey Mun, what character do you use as Guertena's face claim? He seems familiar to me but can't think of who it is.

 // It’s not every day I get asks like these! :0The face claim is Zeus Keraunos from Kamigami no Asobi~

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He’s always watching. A l w a y s.

Cue a doll stealing the macarons from behind the boy to bring the platter to Mary.

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Mary going to leave a small cupcake and a letter with a 'Happy Father's Day!' written on it with small doodle of Jose and Pedro in the corner of it. - fabriicates

Guertena had previously shown himself before the small cupcake, glancing at the letters for a short moment, a smile appearing on his face. How cute~

It wasn’t every day or a particular moment that little Mary would show some sort of affection, but he supposed she only did it because she wanted to know what it might be like out there. He picked up the cupcake for a moment, seemingly deep in thoughts before taking a nibble out of the cupcake, savoring the flavor for a while then. Heh. How did she learn how to bake?

He then picked up the letter and wrote on another a word of thanks. And perhaps one of these days, she’ll have a chance to glimpse out the window into the real world.

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// okay but no. I don’t even have tags on this blog. or a proper profile page. or anything of the likes. but instead I’m laughing my ass off over the shenanigans. xD

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fiorescenced replied to your post: scarelose: fiorescenced replied to your post: this...

OB JECTION TO YOUR OBJECTION

I OBJECT YOUR OBJECTION OF MY OBJECTION!

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scarelose:

fiorescenced replied to your post: this is a fuckin CAT THANKS

IT’ S A CAT W/ A FLUFFY TAIL

MARY CONFIRMED CAT

MUN OBJECTS

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// oh my god, this silly argument... over what is the furry Mary.. xDDDD

LOOK AT THAT AND TELL ME MARY DOESN’T RESEMBLE A SQUIRREL!

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scarelose:

She watches him float, eyes following as she sat up and rubs an eye to be sure what she was seeing was correct.

“uh. no. I was just, well… Being a brat, sir. but I do wonder now if there could be…”

“Nope. There aren’t. Please be respectful in my world.”

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fiorescenced:

scarelose:

forgottcnportrait:

Burn baby BURN.

arson.

um not in MY HOUSE

Displeased face. ‘tell them, Mary. TELL THEM.’

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scarelose:

… i apologize. For damaging your dimension.

He comes down to her level, on one knee and looks her in the eyes.

“...”

Did he want to pick on her? ...Nah. His world seem to do that enough. It’s amazing she hadn’t broken down out of fear of it. But why would she do that when he’s around? That was strange to him. Oh well. A soft smile was given.

“It’s okay, young child. You were merely testing for trick doors, weren’t you?” A chuckle was given then before he started floating once more. “Sad to say, but there aren’t any~ Good luck, child!”

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That moment when you realize you’ve never had decent experiences with young children.

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scarelose:

…

Child. Please. I’m not trying to hurt you.

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scarelose:

lemme out

lemme OUT

Did you seriously think you could break things in my dimensions and I wouldn’t know? Come, child, I thought you smarter than that.

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scarelose:

r u n s                     i m m e d i a t e l y

YOU CAN’T L E A V E THIS R O O M.

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scarelose replied to your post: I’M HEARING A LOT OF BLASPHEMY GOING ON…

oH NO

YOUNG CHILD, WHAT’S THIS I HEAR ABOUT DAMAGES DONE IN MY WORLD..

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I’M HEARING A LOT OF BLASPHEMY GOING ON...

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seraphxx:

      ─── ❝✶: ❝Just a feeling.❞

   ❝I would be at a lost on what to do. Hopelessness and despair are strong emotions I could easily lose myself to while drowning in loneliness…❞ for a moment he trails off. ❝If there were something to spark a happy memory with them. A powerful memory to draw me from darkness and think how they wouldn’t want me to be like that.❞

Hm. Powerful memories that would draw him back huh? Back in his own junior times, he supposed he had a handful of friends but.. they didn’t really stick together. Everyone, himself included, were drawn onto different paths. No one really kept in touch or looked back. Or even if they did, Weiss himself was never the type to step forward in other people’s lives for what seemed to be a feeble reason. Maybe it’s what he should have done if the thought had ever crossed his mind back then.

“I see. You’ll do well to remember your own words, hm?”