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@unfortunatedarling
๐ข๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ป ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฎ, ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ต๐ญ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝโฆ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ญ๐ธ๐ท'๐ฝ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝโฆ
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to share a cigarette ( @unfortunatedarling / accepting )
There was a part of Vox that may have wanted the company in the first place. Social isolation wasn't fun if he wasn't the one actively pushing others away or keeping his head down for work. Nowadaysโ what work? Now he was avoided by most employees due to Valentino's threats and the fact Vox was certain they simply ... didn't know how to act around him anymore. Disgraced in front of all of Hell and shunned from his own company, he didn't blame them when he didn't even know how to act.
But it was a little easier with Yunae. At least the other sinner didn't give him pitied glances or gawk in ill-concealed curiosity. They were far from friends, but there was enough familiarity to keep things from being as profoundly awkward as with others.
"Here." He offered a cigarette with only a glance as he stood staring down at the city from the rooftop. "What do you want? I know it's not about a meeting." There were none of those to be had that weren't cancelled or transferred to Val.
โโโโโโโโโ The wolf-ram sinner took the cigarette and sucked in a drag, then expelled it from their nostrils. They didn't smoke when they were human, when they were alive, but in Hell, they indulged a lot more in unhealthy habits-- after all, why not? It wasn't like they could die from it unless it was Holy in some shape or form, and cigarettes and drugs were hardly blessed.
They didn't like their situation, they didn't like working at Voxtek, and they weren't entirely sure if they even liked Vox himself, but they certainly didn't want to work for Valentino or Velvette, not because having to work for them might be worse, but because they weren't familiar. It was better the devil you knew, as the phrase went.
"I was just here to ensure you have everything you need for the night, Mr. Vox," they replied. "Before clocking out, I mean."
Besides, Vox was the one that owned their soul, not the other two. He could tell them to go work for either if he wished, but they answered to him first.
"Is there anything I can do for you, then, sir?"
@unfortunatedarling replied to your post โherย ownย creator..ย MURDEREDย HER!!โ:
That's rough, buddy.
โIย figureย yewrย inputsย areย asย simpleย asย yewrย face?โ
โโโโโโโโโ "Not as simple as your mind."
I love vague labels that make people go "but that's confusing" or "but that could mean anything" Good. Keep guessing lol
"Queer doesn't actually tell me anything" who says I wanted to tell you anything. Who even are you.
"It's simple, Y-Nie (pronounced whiny)," she began, waving them along once they verbally relented as she released her grip on them, "we're gonna cause some mischief while C's distracted with the main group."
Jax hurriedly moved into one of the many winding hallways of the Circus. She knew this place much better than most, given her constant need for entertainment, and that meant she was moving with the knowledgeable stride of someone aware of her destination.
"Besides, if we split up, maybe we'll find some of those... whatever we're supposed to be looking for."
Snow globes? Bobble heads? Jax wasn't paying attention to what collectible it actually was, but that wasn't even the important part to her in the first place. What was important was finding rooms even she hasn't explored yet, and what goodies may be hiding in them.
It's why she was peeking around corners, occasionally opening a door to peer inside; only to snap back and slam it shut when the two laid witness to a naked mannequin in a steamy shower. Shaking like a dog getting water off it's fur before continuing on from that horrific sight.
"Just keep on th' lookout for anyplace he usually steers us away from, got it?"
Not that even she could tell what was intentionally added for the adventure and what was already here. She swore this place changed every day.
โโโโโโโโโ 'Whiny' was a new one, if they had any visible eyes, they would have rolled at the nickname. Jax's Sidekick of the Day followed, seemingly unphased by the naked mannequin in the shower (weren't they all naked?) and keeping close to the rabbit for the most part, like some kind of reluctant child following their mother in a department store.
"Places he steers us away from, huh?" Yorna's face looked up slightly, searching for anything that remotely looked interesting, until they finally landed on the door to the Grounds.
"Why don't we just go outside?" Caine didn't exactly keep them from going outside, but it wasn't exactly an area the others explored around either. Yorna took advantage of that to get away from the chaos at times to play on the Fairgrounds, but hadn't ventured too far from there.
@unfortunatedarling sent: "we're going the wrong way!" For Jax
"C'mo-o-on, don't ya know that saying. 'There are no wrong paths, just detours'.. or somethin' like that." It's said as Jax is decidedly leading them away from the clear course for the adventure, her arm tight around their shoulders so they don't wriggle free until they're far enough away from the main group to avoid being overheard. "Besides, I thought you of all people wouldn't care about this whole song 'nd dance routine."
Finally, she relented, and released the doll with a chuckle as hands return to her hips while she leered at him. Not that it was any different from her default grin.
"Unless you're tellin' me you want t' go on this stupid 'home adventure'?"
Jax had mostly tuned out of what Caine had been saying. Something about a scavenger hunt? It wasn't one that sounded fun to her, after all, so it wasn't something she really paid attention to. Jax could make her own fun just fine.. but, she wouldn't say no to an accomplice, willing or otherwise.
โโโโโโโโโ "But..." But the sooner they finished the adventure the sooner it could be over and they could get back to being miserable! They sighed, not having the right energy to fight Jax back on this, looked like they were going where she wanted to go.
They didn't particuarly like being around Jax. She was pushy and rude and just an overall bully to everyone. How anyone tolerated him for so long without earning a fist in the face was beyond them, but something told them she wouldn't have cared, maybe even encouraged it, if someone got in a fist fight with him anyway.
"Okie... what would you rather do instead?" Yorna felt like they were going to regret asking, but whatever, maybe, just maybe, what she had in mind was going to be more fun anyway.
๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐งโ๐ญ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐๐ญ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ to drinking water. Their discombobulation is to be expected, hence the Emperorโs delicate aid to their being. What does intrigue him, though, is how their mental connection and their body must carefully reconnectโlike a corpse reanimating. He quietly takes mental note of what to write down later...
" Yunaeโ " He starts, wanting to usher them back to try to take a sip. Onlyโฆ hearing the carnage fly from their nostril is enough to make his stark, rigid brows wince. Heโll have to leave the heap for now and perhaps wait for Yunae to succumb to rest again before extracting it for further research. All little aspects and responses to this awakening are too valuable to disregard.
He sets the water beside them and motions away to collect a clean cloth from a nearby workstation. " I insist on drinking water. " When he returns to their side, he places his free hand onto the small of their back and places the cloth to their bloody nose. " Your body needs its nourishment after what youโve endured. "
โโโโโโโโโ The Emperor was right, they had, once again, gone through what would have easily been their death; or at the least, the death of their mind-- who was to say which was worse?
They drank the water greedily, a small trickle of it escaping their lip to trail down their mouth and run down their neck. They drank until they started coughing, having gulped it down too quickly, and allowed the Emperor to clean their nose.
"Thank you..." Yunae responded, then let out a breathless laugh. "Where would I even be without you?" Well, probably a dead Absolute Cultist member a few years ago, but the question was kind of rhetorical.
"Where did that other Mind Flayer colony come from, anyway? Bold of them to establish territory so close."
โWhy does everything smell like burnt popcorn and depression, lately?โ
โโโโโโโโโ I can't say anything I can't spoil anything I can't say anything I can't spoil anything I can't.
"Maybe cus, uhh... someone farted?"
"Aha, Your Majesty, hey!" They finally managed to reach him in the party's crowd; a box in hand. Inside the box, should Lucifer open them now, would be two clay, misshapen, but hand painted ducks; a male and female Mandarin ducks, judging from the markings. Clearly Yunae was a much better painter than sculptor.
"I uh... yeah, thought you'd like them for your collection."
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"hey!" he greeted brightly, a half-finished plate of cake in hand as he turned to face the other. "you made it!" lucifer looked down at the box in surprise and was, of course, going to open it then and there. "for me? give me a second." he set the cake down in order to take the box. said gift was then set to the side on the table, and he turned to open up the top part and peek in.
"oh, look!"
carefully, he picked one up in each hand and turned them over to inspect them. "they're precious! wood duck, right? wait, noโ mandarin? i see the little guy has more white on his head, so probably that." lucifer grinned and looked back to the other. "thank you, eustโ uh.. yunae. they're the cutest little things," he praised while gingerly putting them back to make sure they were kept safe. "let's get you some cake?"
โโโโโโโโโ His daughter was right, the man sure knew his ducks. They perked up when he got their name right; truly a monumental day in Hell for Lucifer to remember a sinner's name correctly, and on his assigned birthday of all days too.
"Cake sounds lovely, thank you, Your Majesty." The wolf-ram looked over, eyeing the large tower of a cake, made for a large amount of guests. A few slices on top of the rest of the party food paled in comparison to the instant ramen they had for lunch.
"What flavour is it?"
๐บI just want to reiterate that Yorna/Yunae is not a self insert despite them being a play on for typical YN stuff. They are their own separate OC. Originally they were the player character of a horror visual novel, but then I moved it to the concept was for them to be a protagonist for a horror visual novel that eventually gained their own autonomy away from the player... neither of these got off the ground though, and Yunae just became an OC with self-esteem issues on their individuality.
No shade to people who rp self inserts ofc (even if I don't interact with them), but I do want to clarify that because I don't want people thinking that this character shares and thinks the same way I do. And I especially don't want people to think criticising Yunae/Yorna will hurt me or "character bleed" and be an insult on my own personal feelings.๐บ
โโโโโโโโโ Imagine trying to make the most important decision for yourself in the Digital Circus and you accidentally hit the 'Enter' key instead of the 'Backspace'.
ใ๐คกใโ ALL it took was his own experience to know what the new kid was thinking and trying to express: that she couldn't remember her name. Kaufmo decided to step in a bit more, if Caine wouldn't.
โโโ-> โHEY, it's cool, I couldn't remember my name either when I first got here, nobody does. Why don't you make up a new one for now, huh?โ Of course, his name never got back to him, he couldn't remember anyone's name from his previous life-- not his parents, not his ex-wife, not even his dog.
โโโ-> WHEN she wouldn't speak, it took a moment for the former firefighter to assess what was going on. To him, it looked like she was mute from the trauma, or maybe from overstimulation. If that was the case...
โโโ-> โCAINE, why don't you give her a notepad or a keyboard or something to give her name? Otherwise we're gonna be here for a while.โ
โโโโโโโโโ "Wow! Great idea, Kaufmo!" It was unclear whether Caine picked up on the shell-shocked muteness or not, but the clown was right, they were taking an awful long time to answer his question!
With the snap of his fingers, he manifested a typewriter in front of the new player, and hovering above them was large bulging text that read 'Enter:', followed by a box that read 'Your Name' with a blinking bar behind it.
"There you go my Silly Silent Serenader! Just type in what you want your name to be and voila!"
โโโโโโโโโ They looked up at the text, then the keyboard, then at the text again. They still weren't entirely sure what was going on, but they at least knew they should use the keyboard to input what they wanted to be called.
They pressed one letter, but it didn't register, they tried again. It looked like 'Your Name' was the max character limit, and it didn't automatically remove the text, so they'd have to backspace it if they wanted to enter something new.
Your Name wasn't sure what exactly happened. They could have sworn they hit the backspace key, but maybe they had accidentally hit the enter key instead, because as soon as they did, the box disappeared and confetti popped out as the letters 'Your Name' wiggled about in the air.
Wait... oops.
โโโโโโโโโ "Wow-wee!! What a great name, Your Name! Although that might get a little confusing but nevermind that! Now then, allow me to give you the grand tour!" And with that, he took the new player's shoulder and they poofed off the stage.
That would leave Kaufmo alone for the night, for now. But no doubt Caine would return them in half an hour.
Send โ๏ธ๐ค and my muse will tick what they usually would welcome if it came from your muse, with no warning
bold options where 'usually' is 'almost always'
[ ] leaning against the shoulder
[ ] resting head on their shoulder
[ ] holding hands
[ ] holding hands in public
[ ] walking with arms linked
[ ] getting tickled
[ ] getting startled with a simple 'boo!'
[ ] getting pranked
[ ] a cheek kiss
[ ] a forehead/head kiss
[ ] a hand kiss
[ ] a kiss on the lips
[ ] getting briefly hugged as a greeting
[ ] getting hugged
[ ] getting hugged from behind
[ ] asked to hang out
[ ] asked out for an overnight trip
[ ] your muse resting their head on my muse's lap
[ ] your muse resting their feet on my muse's lap
[ ] getting picked up and carried around princess style
[ ] getting picked up and carried around like a sack of potatoes
[ ] getting laid on on a couch
[ ] napping together
[ ] add anything else you want to
[version with not sfw options here]
Pomni walked closer to her companion as she also had a flashlight in hand, illuminating the path while carrying a water canteen. However, she didn't think they'll use it. At least not for drinking as they didn't need water to survive.
Her mind then conjured images of several, scary creatures coming out to scare them. While she knew they can't exactly die in the circus, she didn't like the idea of being eaten by them. That sounded painful.
Yorna's warning made her jump, her pinwheel eyes glancing at the floor and the walls as they walked, careful of said traps. After a few minutes, she heard some strange noises and her body trembled slightly. "Great, there are monsters here. I truly adore these adventures." She murmured with sarcasm.
Then, her pupils narrowed as she stared at two dark entrances, making her stop and frown. No way they have to discover the right path that'll take them back to safety. "The heck?... don't tell me we have to choose where to go."
โโโโโโโโโ "Hey, might not be monsters, might just be like... bears. Or wolves." That wasn't a good alternative, but Yorna was trying to make Pomni feel better while not trying to delude her into complete easement..
When they came upon the fork in the path, a resigned "Chk," escaped them. Crap, which patch to take?
"Well, no way in hell are we splitting up." They replied. No, sticking with Pomni regardless of which way they went was going to be better than going down the right path alone. The faceless doll pointed to the left, then the right, chanting a rhyme in their head until their finger pointed to the left.
"Let's try this one?"
"No."
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โโโโโโโโโ "I didn't see anything sir."
Shout everyone else taking the vow of silence today
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"Yeah, this BLOWS." Then, he catches sight of what's happening, and he pretends he's blind instead. Violence! His favorite. "Nope, not a word."
โโโโโโโโโ "M'kay." Whoever's bright idea it was to have an adventure in a laundry mat was crazy; at least with the fast food adventure there was something to do and it felt nice to do something grounded but active; and with the bar adventure there was alcohol and mingling. Here, it was just sitting around waiting for your laundry.
Finished, they sat down on the opposite end from the dryers next to Jax, strands of his fur magnetising to their cotton hoodie from the static. Their empty face turned to watch some of the mannequin NPCs use the dryers.
"Three... two... one..." There were loud, consecutive pops, followed by smoke coming from the cracks in the doors of the dryers. Some of the NPCs started yelling, and when one opened one, flames whooshed out.
"Huh, that was a lot more uh... unrealistic than I expected."
