Wilder Days

Hey there, my hunnies and you... Other guys. Welcome to the independent roleplay blog of the great Zelos Wilder! Feel free to stay as long as you lovely ladies want... But you other guys better get walking or talking, got it? I'm not runnin' a charity case. I'll be tracking my lovely url as a tag, of course, so if you want me to see something, put it there.

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Yuan narrowed his eyes as the red head gets in his way. Seconds away from questioning before looking at the man perplexed at his question. When was the last time he ate? “A few weeks, perhaps?”

Then, Zelos started talking and talking and talking, and before the Seraph realized it. He was being turned around and ushered in the opposite direction he was originally going. Something about a steakhouse and being someone’s most unlikely date choice. Either way, Zelos was right in some regards. He was a little out of it, and perhaps that was why he complied by the Chosen’s need to have his company. Maybe even Yuan, himself, wanted the unlikely company. Either way, the Seraph kept his own mouth shut and allowed for the man to continue idly chattering.

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The redhead was surprised at how compliant his spur of the moment lunch date was turning out to be, and lessened the grip he'd held on the blunette's shoulder. Not as surprised as when the other had mumbled something about not eating in a few weeks. No wonder the man was out of it.

"And then she said--oh, hey, here we are." Zelos stopped in the middle of his rousing story as he noticed they'd reached their destination. Exclusive as all get out and with mouthwatering smells wafting out, this surely was the new Italian steakhouse he'd heard all about from the other Meltokio nobles.

It was only a matter of a few words to get inside, and although the redhead's firm grip on the blunette's shoulder drew some odd stares, it was accepted without question, and it was a matter of minutes before the two had been shown a table in a quiet corner of the fancy restaurant. 

"I get the feeling I'm going to have to pay for you?" He asked, one red eyebrow raised. The delivery was flat, more a resignation to the inevitable. 

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M!A Never Gonna Give You Up

Zelos felt especially capricious today--the sun was shining, birds were singing, and his euphoria was through the roof. Setting on a trail that would no doubt lead to one of his friends, the redhead whistled to the tune of a popular song that seemed to spring up everywhere. Seemed to be a new fad in Meltokio called "Rickrolling" and although he didn't understand it, it was quite the catchy tune.

Turning a corner, and seeing a familiar face, the Wilder raised a hand in greeting, his smile more mischievous than anything else at this moment.

"Hey~!"

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M!A: Never Gonna Give You Up!!! For two days, anyway...

Never Gonna Give You Up: Turns dedicated relationships into pranks and jokes.

I do that anyway—but yeah, sure. Why not. I can crank it up a notch. I think I might even be able to crank out a starter for it before next class starts.

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It'll Be Okay for 12 hours?

It’ll Be Okay: Muse laments being turned down by their love interest who sees them as a sibling.

I… but… WHO??? If my Zelos had been blatantly turned down by someone with that relationship in any of my RP then maybe, but I’m afraid I’d have to refuse? Making it ambiguous would lead to problems later, and making it a specific character like Lloyd or Sheena would lead to just as many problems?? There’s nothing on any of my timelines that could work for this, sorry.

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Song title M!As (anon specifies length)

Coin Operated Boy: Muse sees (anon specifies) as their ideal significant other.

Mr. Vanity: Muse puts up a false front of some sort.

Augenbling: Muse finds particular body part entrancing.

New Math: Muse finds some basic principle suddenly confusing.

I Want to Eat a Tuna: Muse has a strong craving.

Don't Talk to Strangers: Muse flirts with any/all muses older than they are.

Pet: Muse has a dangerous addiction, either to drugs or an unhealthy obession with another muse.

Rupert Grint: Muse cries about not having a particular hair color.

Brand New Day: Muse is in the mood for vengeance.

It'll Be Okay: Muse laments being turned down by their love interest who sees them as a sibling.

Nice Guys Finish Last: Muse puts up a front to try and win over their love interest/whoever they talk to next.

Leave Me Alone: Muse is stalking someone/is being stalked.

Never Gonna Give You Up: Turns dedicated relationships into pranks and jokes.

Brodyquest: Muse is having the best day and/or is Adrian Brody.

Cooking by the Book: Muse feels compelled to do something exactly right.

Slap Chop Rap: Muse will try to sell things, infomercial style.

Bellicose: Muse is in the mood to fight.

Hastily Made Cleveland Tourism song: Muse tries to make something or someone sound great, but inadvertently points out all the flaws.

Word Disassociation: None of muse's replies make sense.

Greatest Show Unearthed: Muse is horrified by surroundings.

Feel free to add more~

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That’s right. It’s lunchtime at the moment. The Seraph looked up into the sky to confirm that statement and nodded his head lightly before turning back to look at Zelos.

“Right, of course.” He stated lightly. His hand reaching up to lightly pull at his collar and smooth his jacket down. “I do not wish to keep you from your travels, excuse me.” He turned slightly to take a step forward and make his way around the red head. At the moment it didn’t seem like Zelos was up for idle chatter, or perhaps it was just him that wasn’t in the mood for idle chatter. He didn’t want to give the impression as if he was interested in becoming friends with the Chosen. Ridiculous.

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Zelos frowned, and stepped in the other's way, getting his face uncomfortably close to that of the blunette's.

"When was the last time you ate?" He asked suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere. From Yuan's actions, he'd concluded the man was seriously out of it or something, and when people got like that, they didn't eat. At least, that's what he figured.

"Nevermind, you're coming with me. I heard a new steakhouse opened up, and, well, you're not exactly the type of date I'd wanted to take, but--" whoa, hold up, did he just say date? He just said date. "--seems like you're all that's available short-notice. This way, Blue-y."

The Wilder ushered the other man around, turning him back towards the direction Zelos had originally been heading. Placing his hand on the shoulder of the other mostly to keep him from escaping, he began a stream of idle chitchat about the weather, people on the streets and other things that didn't really matter. He just liked hearing his own voice. 

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Ten people started following you... Wait what?

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For some reason, Zelos’ explanation, though it had lacked an actual explanation, made sense. With all the sudden strange activities and occurrences happening around Aselia and to most of its residents, this could almost be considered as something normal.

She was simply reading as she paced around the halls of the manor, not realizing that the path that she had made was suddenly becoming longer than usual. It was only when she decided to look up that she had realized she was lost.  Great job on her part.

Hearing her brother’s offer, she immediately nodded her head at it. “S-Sure!” Seles replied, although a bit too excited than what she would have wanted.

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Zelos took his sister's excitement with a raised eyebrow and the thought that it must be the sudden change of scenery taking its toll. He slowly started to walk across the forest clearing, blue eyes taking in every leaf and every blade of grass. He wasn't about to let anything surprise them.

"Might as well head this way, since I've already covered half the forest the other way," he said, arms still crossed behind his head, giving a goofy smile, while his eyes flicked this way and that.

He continued on, trusting Seles to have the good sense to follow close behind, or at the very least call out for him to slow his snail's pace to catch up.

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zelosgonewilder started following you

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Rita’s immediate reaction is a bunch of flustered, cut off words that barely constitute noises, before she slumps a bit.

“I thought only old men were usually that bad, but I guess even I can be wrong about things.” Her eyes showed more annoyance than anything at him, clearly not able to handle the fact that punching him didn’t manage to at least make him reconsider talking like that.

“If you knew it was going to happen, then why did you keep going? That’s just completely stupid!” She throws up her hands for a second. “Whatever, just, ugh, stop it with all the compliments. It’s weird.”

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"Old men?" Zelos blinked. That was an odd comparison to the Casanova's ears. A grimace took place of his smile for a moment. "What old man could get away with that? That's just... gross." 

The old man comment had completely knocked him off his game for a moment, forgetting what it was that he'd been doing. With another blink, his smile returned full-blast, and his charm was turned back 'on.'

"Well, since I can't call you 'cutie' or any other pet name, why don't you tell me what your name is? That way I won't have to call you 'my feisty little flower,' apt as it is."

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“I-I’m not a kid!” he shouted at the redhead, turning his head away from him to hide his equally red face. Such topics made the boy a bit uncomfortable, to say the least. Of course Zelos was right, Genis didn’t fully grasp the concept, but the last thing he’d ever do was give Zelos the satisfaction of acknowledging that.

He too pulled himself off the ground, and dusted himself off. When he was certain that his face had returned to a normal color, he faced the former chosen once more.

“Stop calling me brat, you jerk” he glared at his former companion. “Just because I’m not a pervert like you doesn’t mean I lack any ‘basic knowledge’”

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"Oh yeah? You're not a kid, huh?"

Crossing his arms and shrugging his shoulders, Zelos turned away from the boy, everything about his stance in that of mock understanding.

"Alright, alright. But until you prove it to me, I'll keep callin' you kid. Buuut, if it really bugs you that much I'll stop calling you brat."

The Wilder turned halfway around, to give Genis a mocking smile and returning glare. He figured he might as well give the younger male some leeway; after all, he supposed that they were friends somewhere deep down, somehow.

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zelosgonewilder has...

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The blond blinked in surprise, the laugh having caught her off guard.

Impossible he had said. Yes, it should be impossible. Very impossible. And yet she was here. Crazy, wasn’t it? Seeing Zelos bow, she did a curtsy in response, her head bowing slightly as a sign of courtesy.

Things can’t get anymore awkward as they can right now, can they?

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The silence was beginning to grate on his nerves. What the hell could he say now? Politely excuse himself after a chain of social faux pas? Then he'd never get to the bottom of whatever the hell this was.

"So, beautiful, why don't we chat over a cup of tea? I know the perfect little cafe that should be to your tastes," he managed out, words just as silky as normal. He almost snorted at mentioning how the cafe would be to her tastes, but managed not to, keeping a straight smile even while calling the woman 'beautiful.' 

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Online. ish. Actually doing replies.

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lloydthedeceiver replied to your post: love (imsorry)

Lloyd took a sharp intake of breath, processing the words. playing them over in his head… Zelos… loved… Llody couldn’t think of any words. so he let his instincts take over. giving Zelos a sweet kiss on the cheek

Zelos looked up, startled at the action. His mouth worked for a moment, blue eyes staring at the other. He'd been sure at that intake of breath that it was it--that he'd been denied. But...

"Lloyd are you... Are you sure? I mean..." The Wilder shrugged, looking down at himself. The thought that this might not be what it seemed sprang to his mind. He turned away from the other, back hunched. What if he was mistaking that action? But... what was there to mistake? Still, he couldn't bare to say something and find out that he was mistaken in the end. 

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i swore id never do it but i did it

i'll still focus on zelos buuut idk the redhead is capricious in his times of being compliant and lecture is just like

mike is funny but my god is it difficult to actually listen and pay attention

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looks at drafts

laughs bitterly

sorry im not really feeling my zelos muse? like, except for those drabbles and I feel a few of those were forced anyway soooo i'll work on them but they might be slow comin

my head hurts

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whoops forgot to format that last one haha good thing class is just watching a movie so i don't have work to screw up on

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War~

(wut how do I even. prepare for the bad War: our muses are about to go to battle against each other in a fight to the death)

That was it. The last straw. Zelos was tired as all get out of these flippant males with their blue hair. They just continued to grind on his last nerves. Especially Regal. What was up with that man lately, anyway?

Zelos eased his sword from its sheath, and he could practically feel the stoic assurance from the other man turn into confusion. The pestering might not seem too much from the other's perspective, but from his own, it was just the river adding its erosion to an already wind-beaten rock. 

Calling out some sort of line that was meant to be provoking--but sounding much stupider out loud than in his head. Something about, "prepare your rock hard abs for my blade"? Definitely much stupider. And slightly homo-erotic. 

Grimacing at both his lame line, and the self assured smirk that appeared on Regal's face from said line, the redhead pulled his sword the rest of the way from its sheath, brandishing it in a flourish. The elder man's smile faded, a wary look in his eyes.

Zelos rushed the blunette, surprise more than evident on Regal's face. He didn't know in that moment whether or not he actually intended to kill his former travelling companion, or just seriously wound him, but damn was he pissed! Everyone always thinking they could insult or play him--it was getting more than a little old. 

All that pent-up anger--that one would have thought would have been released through his tantrums he often held--was released in that one angry rush.