BAIT ✖ BALL

I just want all of you to feel the happiness I feel! {associated with SoF} junior boy's dorm R-1

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perverted-alien started following you

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Was this guy... serious? 

'Heh,' Usui thought, 'he's pretty gullible.'

"Not the best representative eh?" Usui chuckled.

 "So then, what kind of 'alien' are you?"

Usui did not mind talking to the blue-haired 'alien' or 'weirdo' for he was having fun. He wondered where this conversation was leading.

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"Yes, I'm... not the best representative. Something happened a while back, but it's cleared up now, I think." Urara hadn't grasped the concept of lying yet. He could conceal information, but flat out falsification was beyond his scope. It was awfully hard to lie when you spoke directly into someone else's mind through the water, after all.

"I'm a fish!" Urara replied brightly, as if there was nothing wrong with that at all.

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Usui was… shocked. 

“Are you really an alien?”

A blue-haired girl asked. “Heh,” the slender man began, “Oh yes. I’m a perverted outer-space alien as referred to by Misa-chan.”

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The taller student smiled brightly. So many different aliens! It was as if this place was some sort of meeting ground of different species. He had bought the other's mischevious lie, of course. Hook, line, and sinker, to use an offensively apt idiom.

"Oh, this is wonderful! I've been meeting so many different cultures here! I don't think I'm the best representative from our planet, but Haru and Coco don't seem to be around..." If you didn't think the cotton-candy alien was a weirdo before...

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Don't Ask About the End Times. ((Theology open))

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Crowley smiled like a snake. Putting people on edge was a skill of his. Normally he wasn’t quite so blatant about it, but still. Good to know all the sickening goodness he’d been forced to endure hadn’t dampened his skills any. 

Confusion, though… that was a new one. Mostly, people just got all indignant on him when he asked things like that, because of course they were going to Heaven. No-one wanted to think actually, I’m probably damned, and for some reason that sort of annoyed the demon. And not just because they were ignoring his work. They went down anyway, usually. Hell’s entry requirements were a lot looser. 

“No-one’s a saint.” He shrugged. “Except the actual saints, of course.” Bloody lot of stuck up pompous so-and-so’s. You would have thought divine enlightenment would mean you couldn’t be Prideful, but they managed it. “Reincarnation’s a tricky business, mind you. So is Ascending or otherwise, when it comes down to it. Simpler, though. Just a matter of repentance.”

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That... was actually a little bit comforting. Urara wasn't sure if he still believed in all of this. As an alien, he had to take indigenous customs with a grain of salt, after all. But the underlying guilt over what he did made him more inclined to think something like that deep down, if that made sense. It made him think that even if nobody here knew, that retribution would still be coming.

He gave a smile, if a somewhat worried one.

"I hope I'll be able to manage it," Despite his misgivings, he decided to treat it as fact for the purposes of class. "But I still have a lot of my life ahead of me, so I should be alright if I keep trying, right?"

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Are you really an alien?

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Don't Ask About the End Times. ((Theology open))

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An alien, hmm? Better alien than the antichrist had dreamed up, then. Bloody plagiarist, if you asked Crowley. Well, so long as you asked him a long way from young Mr. Young’s earshot. And could promise Crowley that said antichrist wouldn’t turn up and… well, remove him from existence completely. 

He raised an eyebrow, the rest of his face carefully blank. Ah. Apparently he’d been overconfident when thinking everyone would understand his meaning. He took a drink of coffee to rewire his thought pattern. Right. 

“Nice to meet you, kid. But what I meant was, what part of your respective afterlife? Personally, I am almost certainly damned.” If he ever died, anyway. Or if the Lowerarchy caught up to him. If he died without them finding them, though, that would be the most awkward conversation he’d ever had. 

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Afterlife? What's after life is death, and... wow, he really didn't want to think about that. He remembered when he'd heard the explosions at Enoshima, when DUCK had been planning to shoot... Missiles? Somebody had called them that, yes, they were missiles, and... had that been what they had meaning to do? End his life?

JFX shuddered a little. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind at the time. 

But he thought it through anyway, despite his misgivings. He wanted to be a good student for his teacher, after all.

"The priest at Enoshima told me about reincarnation, and I've read about heaven and hell, and it's all really confusing. I guess I don't know where I'm supposed to go, but..." He winced. "I've done a lot of bad stuff I'm trying to make up for. People almost died..."

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Don't Ask About the End Times. ((Theology open))

Crowley was late. Not because he’d been doing anything important. He hadn’t even lost track of time. He’d just decided that he was pretty much obligated to wander into his classroom almost twenty minutes late, a cup of black-as-sin coffee in hand, without a care in the world. So he did. 

The strangely old fashioned English schoolroom was as dark as ever. Honestly, from the look of the room, he wouldn’t be surprised if his students were expecting some middle-aged fat bloke in a tweed suit with patches on his elbows, instead of… well, Crowley. They almost certainly hadn’t been expecting sunglasses. He strolled to the front of the classroom without a single attempt at an apology, putting his coffee down on his desk and finally turning to face the class, leaning back against the desk. 

He grinned. “Morning! I’m Anthony Crowley, just Crowley if you please.” He gestured lazily at the blackboard behind him, his name scrawled in something halfway between the script of an ancient manuscript and a doctor’s handwriting. “I’m guessing you know what you signed on for, so I won’t bore you with all that. I’m not going to assign any homework, either, but only because I don’t want to mark anything any time soon. So, what I want you to do is introduce yourself. And tell me where you think you’ll end up when you kick the bucket. Nice and easy, right?” The shrug that followed was half hearted at best. “Ask me any questions you want to about the course while you’re at it, I guess.”

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Urara was nervous. Quite nervous. He had heard something once about being able to leave if your teacher was late, but was that only in college? He couldn't. All the teachers in Enoshima had been on time, so why was it different here? Maybe the teacher was sick? Maybe he had arrived on the wrong day? Maybe the entire class had arrived on the wrong day...

It was ridiculous, but the alien worried anyway.

His heart leapt in relief when Crowley finally walked through the door, a smile slipping hesitantly onto his face. Even 20 minutes late, he still came in... That meant he was a good teacher, right?

The alien listened intently, fidgeting in his seat a little bit as Crowley talked. He... didn't actually know what he signed up for. He didn't know what Theology meant, but the word had sounded good to say aloud, so he took it. Just because there were so few pretty verbal words out there that he had to incorporate one of them into his daily life. JFX got a slightly better idea of what it meant, though, when the teacher asked his question.

"Ah, um..." Urara paused to gather his thoughts. The man had meant geographically, right? "My name is Urara. I'm an alien. And... when I die, I guess I'll end up in the ocean. Probably. Unless I'm on land at the time.."

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” Urara! So you are here! “

” Of course I did! I couldn’t stay behind without keeping an eye on you and niichan, you know- I didn’t want to miss out on any fun, either! But, I’m surprised! I thought niichan would have dragged you back to Enoshima with him- you two are together here, aren’t you? “

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"Yes, I came here a few weeks ago. I felt like with everything I did back at Enoshima, I shouldn't stay..." Urara gave a guilty smile, but it was clear the ordeal bothered him a little more that what he showed.

"You mean Haru? I don't really know. I get the feeling like he's somewhere, but I haven't seen him yet. I might just be wrong."

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Coco! Hello! It's good to see you again!

I thought... you had left? Did you come back?

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003.Midnight Swim || open

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He cheered up a bit when she sat next to him but it didn’t last very long. His smile faded quickly as soon as she asked him her question. She didn’t want to upset him but she wasn’t a troll who beat around the bush. If there was a problem than attention should be drawn to it immediately so it can be fixed as soon as possible. 

She didn’t want Urara to keep his feelings bottled up. She knew first hand the effects of keeping your feelings locked away. She had lost her life to a friend she hadn’t be paying enough attention to. She was pretty sure if Urara had kept quiet he wouldn’t have ended up killing someone but even so she was ready to let another friend lose it wile she just sat by and watched.

She looked over at him, a soft and inviting smile taking form on her lips. She didn’t want to force anything out of him so she was willing to be patient. He didn’t make her wait very long for a reply. The silence only lasted a brief moment before he began to speak. She was glad that he was opening up to her. Leaving her friends troubled never sat well with her. 

“W)(y would taking a swim cause trouble for people?” She was confused with the problem he was current presenting. “Swimming is somefin you love, )(ow could t)(at be harmful?”

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"Well..." Urara hesitated again, his mild voice trailing off into silence. He listened to the calming sound of the water hitting the beach, composed himself, and started again.

"A while ago, I was... bad. I don't think I meant it but... I was trying to talk to people. Through the water -- Aliens like me can talk through the water -- but when I talked, I talked too loud, and it was a command." Urara started to curl up on himself a little in shame as he explained. She'd surely hate him after this. His voice was barely a mumble. "Everyone I tried to talk to just came under my control, and I didn't know how to stop it."

He paused for a moment, collecting himself, and then looked up into Feferi's bright magenta eyes again. "But when Yuki and Haru and Natsuki took me out of the water, I stopped being bad. And I just... don't want to cause trouble for everyone like I did before, so I can't."

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Why is there so much water?(Chandra and Urara)

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First person she finds has to be completely ignorant of the multiverse, it wasn’t his fault though. Chandra let out a sigh.

“A plane is a self-contained world or universe of any size found within the multiverse. So again, which plane is this?”

Chandra was getting impatient, more so than before really and there was too much humidity here. Calling up mana, resulted in an overabundance of blue mana… Something she really couldn’t use. Good thing she kept her stones. They could change pesky blue to red.

“If you can’t figure out where you live, then at least tell me where I can find your mages.”

They would know where they lived… At least she hoped they did. The kid wasn’t a goblin so the mages had to possess at least some amount of intelligence.

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That... that was what a plane was? Urara wasn't sure if he completely believed that. Well, he had no reason not to, besides her eccentric entrance. It was hardly as if the alien had the right to call anything at all overly eccentric, considering his own origin and behavior.

Still, there was just something... repellent about this woman. Not in that she was ugly or disgusting or anything, but... a physical aversion. Being around her made him feel dried out.

Urara still didn't quite understand what a plane was, but he did his best to answer the question with the knowledge he had. "Well, um... This is Tancho Academy, in the country of Japan, on the planet Earth, within the Sol system, within the Orion Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy." 

JFX's speech had sped up a bit as he approached more familiar, interspace territory with his description. He had been very proud when he learned the verbal names for the planet, system, and galaxy he'd been a part of for so long, but he hadn't had a chance to show off before now.

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"Glub! Glub! Fis)(y bro." She leans in and places a light kiss on the edge of his mouth. ")(APPY International Kissing Day Urara!"

He's still not quite sure what a kiss means, but he has the basic idea by now. It's a display of affection, and if you haven't earned the affection, it can be offensive.

But he likes Feferi just fine, and if this is any proof, she likes him back, so he plants a kiss on her cheek in return.

It's good to have friends!

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Why is there so much water?(Chandra and Urara)

Chandra was going to leave Zendikar. That plane had been nothing but trouble, vampires betraying her, weird mana flow that caused quite amazing failures from her part and planeswalking stalkers. She was so fucking sick of this place, at least she knocked her stalker out, that was satisfying. Her hand waved in front of her, and she blinked away from the plane. Planeswalking was 84% random chance and 16% planning. Since Chandra hadn’t been planeswalking for too long, she had no idea where she would end up. The redhead blinked into existence on top of a rather large source of water. The pool to be exact. She had never learned how to swim and with the added weight of her armor, Chandra sank all the way to the bottom. A pause of a few seconds, and then in the middle of the pool two glowing dots, the light spread and a few seconds later a pillar of fire erupted out. Having evaporated the water, Chandra slowly climbed her way out. This plane seemed to have mana to spare, her spells were amazing here. She let out  a wolf whistle and next to the pool drew her seal, another place consumed by Chandra’s flames. Check.

Done with her work, she decided to look around her. She was in a concrete complex of sorts, and there were kids walking around dressed all alike. Three guesses. A monastery? A school? A prison? Chandra scratched her head, she was going to have to ask someone. Money usually helped. She saw the blue haired boy sitting next to the pool. Blue. God she hated that color. Still, a person was a person, she walked up to him and tossed two gold coins his way. “Tell me what plane this is.” Chandra said her tone of voice indicating that she was expecting to be answered and quickly.

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You'll have to forgive the alien if he just stares dumbly for a few moments. The woman's tone is far from patient, but he kind of just watched the same woman evaporate the entire pool with a column of fire -- Not to mention appear out of nowhere in the first place. He'd been planning to get in there in a moment or two, and Urara was suddenly intensely glad he hadn't. Even the air, which had been humid from the pool until a moment ago, held a dry quality like a furnace as it cooled.

You'll also have to forgive the alien for not knowing what a "plane" is. He might not even know what an airplane is, at least not by name. He's certainly downed his fair share of them during the time he spent in Bermuda, but that was an accident, and he didn't know what they were, anyhow. 

So it is with ignorance and a hearty helping of completely rational fear that Urara hesitates. He's not even sure if he'd be able to use his water gun to get away from the fire woman if things turned violent. Would it just evaporate before hitting her? Or would it not work at all, just because of... of all the fire? 

He feels as defenseless as a fish flopping about on land, which, essentially, is what he is.

"I... what?" Urara responds at last, a confused and frightened look on his pale features. "I don't know what you're talking about..."

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/He... thinks most of the askbox invaders have moved on... Great, only two and a half hours to go until it's over.;

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((I'm doing this to one, say hello ^^ and two, for amusement FD)) "Hello~"

Why do people keep--

/oops smooch on the cheek. at least he's keeping it classy for the victorian flower.;

I'm so sorry! This is not how I usually am, I assure you...

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OH MY GAWD. SO CUTE

/As per the magic anon, Urara steps up and gives it a big fat smooch right on the grey nose.;

I... oh, that was... my apologies. That was rude of me, wasn't it?

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“Could be, but if they make you, then it’s not. It’s their fault for trying to control you.”

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"Oh... 'Anons' are a bit scary, then, aren't they?"