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Ven + Rise; I don't think life is quite that simple
[ Okay.
Okay.
Rise's encountered a lot in this past year. Kidnapping, yes. Being thrown into a TV, yes. Being forced to face herself as a... well, a stripper and then having to immediately throw herself into a fight against a black hole of a bear, to say nothing of trying to hunt down a killer and--
It's. Been. A lot. And she'd like to think that she's grown stronger for it, that very few things will surprise her anymore. But right now, as she peers out a window of a stupidly tall tower, Rise can honestly admit she's (unhappily) surprised by how she'd gone from home to-- this. There's also an oddly massive amount of brown hair at her feet and shards of what look like a mirror, but nothing else that looks remotely helpful when it comes to dealing with one heck of a drop.
When she focuses, she can feel her Persona, just underneath her skin, comforting. Right. If there's no one else around, maybe she can use Kanzeon to find a viable exit, but for now, Rise braces her hands on the ledge of the window and leans out. ]
Hello?!
Anybody?????
Okay.
Rise's encountered a lot in this past year. Kidnapping, yes. Being thrown into a TV, yes. Being forced to face herself as a... well, a stripper and then having to immediately throw herself into a fight against a black hole of a bear, to say nothing of trying to hunt down a killer and--
It's. Been. A lot. And she'd like to think that she's grown stronger for it, that very few things will surprise her anymore. But right now, as she peers out a window of a stupidly tall tower, Rise can honestly admit she's (unhappily) surprised by how she'd gone from home to-- this. There's also an oddly massive amount of brown hair at her feet and shards of what look like a mirror, but nothing else that looks remotely helpful when it comes to dealing with one heck of a drop.
When she focuses, she can feel her Persona, just underneath her skin, comforting. Right. If there's no one else around, maybe she can use Kanzeon to find a viable exit, but for now, Rise braces her hands on the ledge of the window and leans out. ]
Hello?!
Anybody?????
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scooptimistic2019-01-17 05:50 pmIdolish Persona.
[ Maya has no idea what's actually going on. Which is fine, really, because that's nothing new for her. It just means she's currently lacking in understanding, but the only way to remedy that is to observe and investigate.
She's still in Japan, that much is obvious. If she hadn't seen the signs and store fronts while wandering, the music nearby and the recognizable language would have clued her in. Japan, near what sounds like a male idol concert. Okay. She'd woken up face-down on the pavement but nothing was broken, she knew who she was, and if that was all she had to go on, that was fine. But after a minute, the familiar dulcet shriek of a demon has her realizing that it's maybe not as fine as she would have wanted.
There's a Rangda making a beeline for the stage, and while no one seems to have realized it's not just a very enthusiastic fan, Maya isn't wasting chances. She can still feel Artemis, cool and comforting, inside of her and that's enough to solidify her determination.
But there are still too many people, so after a second, Maya winces apologetically and holds one pink pistol over her head. ]
Sorry, idols. Sorry, fans. I'll make this quick!
[ And she fires once. It's enough to make the fans closest to her scream and scramble to get to safety, and for the Rangda to turn around with a hiss. ]
She's still in Japan, that much is obvious. If she hadn't seen the signs and store fronts while wandering, the music nearby and the recognizable language would have clued her in. Japan, near what sounds like a male idol concert. Okay. She'd woken up face-down on the pavement but nothing was broken, she knew who she was, and if that was all she had to go on, that was fine. But after a minute, the familiar dulcet shriek of a demon has her realizing that it's maybe not as fine as she would have wanted.
There's a Rangda making a beeline for the stage, and while no one seems to have realized it's not just a very enthusiastic fan, Maya isn't wasting chances. She can still feel Artemis, cool and comforting, inside of her and that's enough to solidify her determination.
But there are still too many people, so after a second, Maya winces apologetically and holds one pink pistol over her head. ]
Sorry, idols. Sorry, fans. I'll make this quick!
[ And she fires once. It's enough to make the fans closest to her scream and scramble to get to safety, and for the Rangda to turn around with a hiss. ]
flyingsolos2018-10-26 04:58 pmIdol/Model OTP? Idol/Model OTP
[ Rion is no stranger to modeling, even though Reika tends to get the most work doing it. Still, Tokyo had a bunch of shoots, and given that SPiKA had five members, all of them were putting in time when they weren't performing together.
Which was fine, as far as Rion was concerned, because it was just another way to strengthen herself as an idol. Even when she found herself, more and more, involved with shoots that involved a partner. Namely-- one Takamaki Ann.
To her surprise, Rion had found a kindred spirit in the other girl, someone who could laugh and joke, someone who wasn't trying desperately to be someone she wasn't, someone who also... really enjoyed sweets. And so, on their fifth shoot, heaving a sigh of relief--
Rion slips a piece of paper out of her bag and trots over to press herself against Ann's side, unfurling the paper to reveal an advertisement. ]
So how much eye-batting am I gonna have to do to get you to come with me?
Which was fine, as far as Rion was concerned, because it was just another way to strengthen herself as an idol. Even when she found herself, more and more, involved with shoots that involved a partner. Namely-- one Takamaki Ann.
To her surprise, Rion had found a kindred spirit in the other girl, someone who could laugh and joke, someone who wasn't trying desperately to be someone she wasn't, someone who also... really enjoyed sweets. And so, on their fifth shoot, heaving a sigh of relief--
Rion slips a piece of paper out of her bag and trots over to press herself against Ann's side, unfurling the paper to reveal an advertisement. ]
So how much eye-batting am I gonna have to do to get you to come with me?
empression2018-09-17 09:09 pmFate/Echo's Call
[ She hadn't wanted this. She had disagreed with her father's plan, to participate in the Holy Grail war at all, but perhaps it hadn't been loud enough.
(Perhaps, Haru thinks, tiredly now, as though she didn't know that it had been nowhere near loud.)
But with mages hearing the stirrings of a powerful man ready to put Tokyo beneath his heel, she ought to have expected this. Instead, she had come home and found her father, face-down on the ivory shag carpet, body having long since grown cold. But the armor. The armor was still where he had hidden it, five sets of hidden drawers locked with a seal only a member of the Okumura family could undo.
She hadn't wanted this. But things couldn't stay as they were, and only a few days after his funeral, Haru had finished preparations. The circle, etched carefully and painstakingly on the floor with care given to each individual symbol. The armor, placed in the center.
... She can't shake the feeling that she is still her father's subservient puppet, but as she finishes chanting--
The room explodes in light and her hand burns as the lines of three Command Seals engrave themselves onto her skin.
Much to her embarrassment, she's tipped over backwards from the shock. ]
(Perhaps, Haru thinks, tiredly now, as though she didn't know that it had been nowhere near loud.)
But with mages hearing the stirrings of a powerful man ready to put Tokyo beneath his heel, she ought to have expected this. Instead, she had come home and found her father, face-down on the ivory shag carpet, body having long since grown cold. But the armor. The armor was still where he had hidden it, five sets of hidden drawers locked with a seal only a member of the Okumura family could undo.
She hadn't wanted this. But things couldn't stay as they were, and only a few days after his funeral, Haru had finished preparations. The circle, etched carefully and painstakingly on the floor with care given to each individual symbol. The armor, placed in the center.
... She can't shake the feeling that she is still her father's subservient puppet, but as she finishes chanting--
The room explodes in light and her hand burns as the lines of three Command Seals engrave themselves onto her skin.
Much to her embarrassment, she's tipped over backwards from the shock. ]
bloodandblunder2018-03-10 07:55 amEntry tags:
Morgan/Noire; Catch-All
For any and all things for this duo, Naga help them.
I WILL MAKE THIS LOOK PRETTY LATER.
I WILL MAKE THIS LOOK PRETTY LATER.
[open] FALALALALA-- a holiday post
Lovingly stolen from Cal, for the most part.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS
play with me
PROMPTS-
1. Mistletoe Kisses - for the shipper in all of us
2. Christmas Gift Exchange - IT'S YOUR WHAT IN A BOX
3. Hot drinks and blankets - nothing beats a cuddle huddle
4. Epic Holiday Baking - will the cookies survive this year we just don't know
5. New Year's Kisses - for the new year shipper in all of us
6. Winter Wonderland - good for snowball fights, sledding shenanigans, or ice-skating mishaps
7. Christmas Parties - if you don't do all the cool holiday dances who even are you
8. Decorating for the Holidays - tinsel makes for a good lasso
9. Why is the Eggnog Spiked - no it ALWAYS tasted that funny
10. WILDCARD - have fun, cause mayhem
[ Pick a person and a prompt, or leave a blank comment and I'll make up something. Come at me, bros. ]
HAPPY HOLIDAYS
play with me
PROMPTS-
1. Mistletoe Kisses - for the shipper in all of us
2. Christmas Gift Exchange - IT'S YOUR WHAT IN A BOX
3. Hot drinks and blankets - nothing beats a cuddle huddle
4. Epic Holiday Baking - will the cookies survive this year we just don't know
5. New Year's Kisses - for the new year shipper in all of us
6. Winter Wonderland - good for snowball fights, sledding shenanigans, or ice-skating mishaps
7. Christmas Parties - if you don't do all the cool holiday dances who even are you
8. Decorating for the Holidays - tinsel makes for a good lasso
9. Why is the Eggnog Spiked - no it ALWAYS tasted that funny
10. WILDCARD - have fun, cause mayhem
[ Pick a person and a prompt, or leave a blank comment and I'll make up something. Come at me, bros. ]
THERE ARE TWO ENEMIES (a Fuuka voice-testing post)
As written on the tin, this is for voice-testing Fuuka Yamagishi from Persona 3. Hit me up with any ideas, or just drop a comment and I'll come up with something. For inspiration:
- Random Scenario Meme
- Caught in the Rain Meme
- Mini Scenario Generator
HAVE AT, FOOLS.
P5 Voicetest; Makoto Niijima, Ann Takamaki
1.) random scenario, take your pick!
2.) extreme fluff, for all of your marshmallow-y needs.
3.) The arcana are the means by which all is revealed-- or not, so wild card it up or just leave a blank comment with who you want in the subject and I'll work out something.
Summoners and Tamers and Demons, oh my--
[ It's been some time. Longer than she thought, but at the same time, when she looked back at the world and saw no large gaps of nothingness, no bodies singed in the streets, no demons demanding her life-- it sometimes felt like it hadn't happened at all.
But it's times like these, when she's heading back to her apartment from a late class at the university where she now taught with Fumi, that Otome lets her thoughts drift. How was Stahn doing? Was he still locked in a battle for the safety of his world?
... And Karl. More than anything, she wonders-- had he been all right? She doubts someone with his stubbornness would just succumb to his wounds, as bad as they had been, but with each day that passes, the more time she spends glancing down at the orb he left with her.
Just how long would it take until she saw him again? ]
Really... he knows just how to keep a lady waiting...
But it's times like these, when she's heading back to her apartment from a late class at the university where she now taught with Fumi, that Otome lets her thoughts drift. How was Stahn doing? Was he still locked in a battle for the safety of his world?
... And Karl. More than anything, she wonders-- had he been all right? She doubts someone with his stubbornness would just succumb to his wounds, as bad as they had been, but with each day that passes, the more time she spends glancing down at the orb he left with her.
Just how long would it take until she saw him again? ]
Really... he knows just how to keep a lady waiting...
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Call Me Out Post
[ Muselist can be found Here! Post with a scenario, or leave it blank, I'll wing it. ]
Yang and Ruby; I WANNA BE THE VERY BEST--
[ It's Pokémon.
And that is precisely why on this fine day that Yang and Ruby are once again out on their young trainer journey, Yang is...
... Rifling through a bush. Very seriously. ]
Ruuuuuubyyyy, did you scare Tyrogue off again??
[ How is he going to be a mighty champion if literally anyone and everything spooks him, we just don't know-- ]
And that is precisely why on this fine day that Yang and Ruby are once again out on their young trainer journey, Yang is...
... Rifling through a bush. Very seriously. ]
Ruuuuuubyyyy, did you scare Tyrogue off again??
[ How is he going to be a mighty champion if literally anyone and everything spooks him, we just don't know-- ]
bodyscarred2016-08-17 10:19 pmBest of all best bros
[ It's not hard to forget that he's technically here on business-- for a good couple of years, but all the same, Obi (despite appearances) does take his jobs very seriously. The young miss would be safe under his watchful eye - this time, and he thinks he'll always remember the singular time that she wasn't - and at the end of that time, he'll happily whisk her back into Zen's arms.
And maybe see if Kiki and Mitsuhide were dating yet, but without his help and interference, he highly doubts it.
It's a cold day as usual, however, and while Shirayuki is no doubt doing Pharmacy Things, Obi is...
Making snowmen??
Odd, that one sort of looks like Zen, though-- ]
And maybe see if Kiki and Mitsuhide were dating yet, but without his help and interference, he highly doubts it.
It's a cold day as usual, however, and while Shirayuki is no doubt doing Pharmacy Things, Obi is...
Making snowmen??
Odd, that one sort of looks like Zen, though-- ]
twelveoclock2016-07-18 07:28 pma bird and a cowboy walk into a bar
[ Overwatch's ranks aren't quite what they used to be. With that being the case, there aren't exactly a whole lot of people they can send to check things out when something weird happens. As one of the few black ops guys who stuck around, McCree winds up being that guy a lot.
This latest mission takes him to the Pacific Northwest, which isn't McCree's favorite spot in the world considering he is very much a creature of the desert, but it could be worse. He's been tasked with checking out an old warehouse on the waterfront after some kind of anomaly. He's not too sure on the details, but Winston had spouted a lot of technobabble- dimensional distortion, multimodal reflection sorting, blah blah science- and McCree basically came away from the briefing retaining "go in there and see if you find anything". He could do that, at least.
He lets himself into the place via a second-story window, and eases onto the catwalk that encircles the perimeter of the inside of the warehouse. The place is nearly empty, aside from a few stacks of forgotten crates, and copious amounts of dust and cobwebs. It's edging up on dusk, so it's getting difficult to see, but McCree would rather play it safe than just shining a flashlight around willy-nilly. He slinks around on the catwalk, trying to use the quickly fading daylight to spot any sign of movement below. ]
This latest mission takes him to the Pacific Northwest, which isn't McCree's favorite spot in the world considering he is very much a creature of the desert, but it could be worse. He's been tasked with checking out an old warehouse on the waterfront after some kind of anomaly. He's not too sure on the details, but Winston had spouted a lot of technobabble- dimensional distortion, multimodal reflection sorting, blah blah science- and McCree basically came away from the briefing retaining "go in there and see if you find anything". He could do that, at least.
He lets himself into the place via a second-story window, and eases onto the catwalk that encircles the perimeter of the inside of the warehouse. The place is nearly empty, aside from a few stacks of forgotten crates, and copious amounts of dust and cobwebs. It's edging up on dusk, so it's getting difficult to see, but McCree would rather play it safe than just shining a flashlight around willy-nilly. He slinks around on the catwalk, trying to use the quickly fading daylight to spot any sign of movement below. ]