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Post by Ver Million on Aug 9, 2016 22:46:20 GMT -5
Lancer sighed with relief, "Alright, good..." Mustering his courage, he tautly grasped the doorknob, gingerly turning it. Once the door opened, the Heroic Spirit darted inside.
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Aoba
im garrett and im a filthy memer [dabs]
Pronouns: they/them/theirs
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Post by Aoba on Aug 9, 2016 22:59:57 GMT -5
Aoba quickly rushed in after him, not expecting him to run inside so quickly. He came to a stop next to Lancer, looking around the room. It seemed pretty normal, a little bit like the living room. There was almost nothing remarkable about this room, he was about to turn and leave- until he looked at Lancer. Something about him made his heart skip a beat, and suddenly he was overwhelmed with this warm, happy feeling.
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Post by luna on Aug 9, 2016 23:06:35 GMT -5
Hinata looked up at him, looking slightly concerned with this vague answer but choosing not to really press any further. It's probably nothing, but..
For some reason, the question seemed to somehow upset Komaeda, but his curiosity would not get the best of him. They were.. friends, sure, but some topics are just too personal regardless how close you are or not.
Hinata quietly closed the book, and finally assumed they were getting nowhere. He neatly slid the book back where it came from and dusted his hands. "..I don't know why I'm suggesting this," he muttered, "But maybe we should try another room again." A reminder that the last time he was in a room came along in the form of his bandaged wounds aching, and he forced himself to not flinch.
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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 9, 2016 23:08:48 GMT -5
anyone free?]
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Aug 9, 2016 23:11:36 GMT -5
(hello!! here to rp Anywhere I can jump in? )
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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 9, 2016 23:13:19 GMT -5
I have a starter on the other page for Nagisa]
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Post by Ver Million on Aug 9, 2016 23:15:32 GMT -5
Realizing he didn't hear Aoba's voice, Lancer whirled around, ready to call out his name... His eyes widened when for an odd reason, he felt like Aoba's handsome features were suddenly amplified, causing Lancer to blush profusely as he clumsily dropped his spear. Damn it...what's going on? Awkwardly, he knelt down to pick up his weapon though his gaze often wandered over to the blue haired male. "Well...nothin' dangerous here, huh?"
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Aoba
im garrett and im a filthy memer [dabs]
Pronouns: they/them/theirs
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Post by Aoba on Aug 9, 2016 23:20:41 GMT -5
Aoba's face was definitely red now, and he couldn't help but chuckle a little bit when he dropped his spear. But the look he gave him... was Lancer feeling the same feeling he was? "Oh... yeah." He mumbled absentmindedly, staring at the other man in front of him. He couldn't think of anything else to say, he could only offer him an embarrassed smile.
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Post by Ver Million on Aug 9, 2016 23:37:34 GMT -5
Lancer couldn't resist returning the smile as he stood up. Scratching the back of his head, he tried to ignore the fluttering yet pleasant feeling as quietly admitted, "You...you have a nice smile. But, I bet you know that by now, right?"
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Aoba
im garrett and im a filthy memer [dabs]
Pronouns: they/them/theirs
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Post by Aoba on Aug 9, 2016 23:46:39 GMT -5
Aoba looked surprised for a moment, the compliment catching him off guard. But his smile returned, just a little bigger than before. "Well... I know now." He said softly, he was more used to receiving compliments on his voice than his smile. "You have a nice smile, too."
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Aug 9, 2016 23:58:44 GMT -5
I is here] Nagisa blinked in with a cheesecake in her tiny Charlotte hands. She glanced around but shrugged and continued to eat. She gobbled it up and transformed into her magical girl form, sitting with her legs crossed over the other on a chair. She had grown numb to the Paradox House and how she was somehow transported there. She was not, however, used to the danger of the place. The living room she was good with but the other rooms not so much. "Ahh!" Danny blinked in and tripped over Nagisa's legs. The teen went sprawling on the floor and half a corndog rolled away from him. He rolled over with a pained expression and and rubbed his forehead where it had met the floor.
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Post by luna on Aug 10, 2016 0:01:42 GMT -5
Hinata shook his head and gave him a confident, small smile. "Nah, I'm good. The sooner I get used to moving around with this, the better I'll feel. Plus, I'm.. kind of curious now about what this place is, and what other rooms there'll be." Admittedly, though, he was suspicious of this place's intention to have them here. There was no explanation or goal. There are even more eccentric and odd characters (compared to Hinata's classmates) that inhabit these spaces. At first, it was so intensely far-fetched to him that they're from other universes or worlds, but.. it seems like anything was possible nowadays.
..Though it just seems like more than a lucky coincidence he started blinking in with Komaeda.
His thought train barreled past this in a desire to move on. "Let's go, then," he said, nodding at Komaeda. "And this time, let's hope I don't transform into a mermaid again." While he did intend that last bit for humor at his own expense, he was actually quietly praying nothing similar happened to him. That was a surreal yet pretty much unforgettable moment.
Hinata soon found himself walking out of the living room and into the hallway. ..Still infinite and confusing as always!
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Post by Ver Million on Aug 10, 2016 0:10:19 GMT -5
Despite being embarrassed by Aoba's compliment, Lancer chuckled gleefully, gently cuffing the blue haired man on the head. "Heh. I'm just grinning like that since you're around." He playfully told him.
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Aoba
im garrett and im a filthy memer [dabs]
Pronouns: they/them/theirs
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Post by Aoba on Aug 10, 2016 0:18:05 GMT -5
Aoba instinctively flinched when Lancer reached for his hair, but still allowed him to touch it anyway. The pain he expected didn't come, so he reacted for nothing. "Ah... sorry, I'm not used to having people touch my hair." He apologized, "You're- you're free to if you want but-" Now he was getting flustered, letting someone touch his hair was something he'd usually never let anyone do, but... That feeling was still there, in his chest. It made him embarrassed, and every time he looked at Lancer's face he- he couldn't explain it.
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Transgender
bright knight
please for the love of god let me change my username
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Post by bright knight on Aug 10, 2016 0:21:45 GMT -5
"...If you say so," Komaeda sighed, crossing his arms as he merely furrowed his eyebrows in concern. Of course, if Hinata said he was fine, who was Komaeda to argue? Such scum like him shouldn't argue with a student of Hope's Peak... They should know their limits... And him? He should be pushing himself. He should be doing all he can for his classmate. That was the only thing he was good for. To be brought to the place Hinata would also be brought to... To be given a chance to make Hinata's hope shine across the dimensions...
...Why, he thought that was the most luckiest thing that's ever happened to him in his entire life!
"Of course. Lead the way," Komaeda smiled, again initiating their game of tagalong. "I thought the mermaid form was rather befitting of you. After all, those scales were such a beautiful, vibrant green... It suited you well. I wouldn't mind if we came across that room again. You know, I wouldn't mind it if I could keep you myself like that!" His expression didn't even change as he spoke, that same, bright smile staying on his face. In fact, he even said it like there was nothing wrong with it.
With a cheerful hop in his step, he followed Hinata out into the hallway, letting him pick the room like the last time.
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Post by Ver Million on Aug 10, 2016 0:25:40 GMT -5
Lancer felt a pang of guilt, retracting his hand away from Aoba's head. Letting out an awkward string of apologies, he averted his gaze away. "Nah, it's okay...I don't want to make you uncomfortable..." He whispered truthfully.
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Post by qυeeɴ oғ ɢнoѕтlιɴɢѕ on Aug 10, 2016 0:26:48 GMT -5
Nagisa hopped up and knelt next to the strange boy. "Are you okay, onii-chan?" she asked with a voice as sweet as one of her sweets. She looked at him with orange eyes full of concern and worry.
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Aoba
im garrett and im a filthy memer [dabs]
Pronouns: they/them/theirs
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Post by Aoba on Aug 10, 2016 0:33:05 GMT -5
"Ah, it's okay, really." Aoba reassured him. If he were to be honest, he was more worried about the strange mix of feelings he had right now. "It doesn't really make me uncomfortable, its just habit." He admitted, trying to reassure Lancer with his smile.
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Post by Ver Million on Aug 10, 2016 0:42:08 GMT -5
Lancer's worry over Aoba was gradually soothed when he spotted the familiar smile. Great, he didn't messed up. Running his hand through his hair, he mumbled, "Alright...if you say so, Aoba. But, if something happens, just tell me alright? I won't get mad or anything."
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Post by luna on Aug 10, 2016 0:48:12 GMT -5
Hinata stared at him for a few seconds, unsure whether to be flattered or alarmed. As they walked down the hallway, he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Y-you thought my appearance was.. That nice?" Enough to make Komaeda want him to stay in such a form forever? Was he trying to flirt? He really couldn't read the intent behind his words, so.. "It was an experience, that's for sure," he eventually responded. Hinata would never admit it was fun, though.
Eventually, they came to a stop once they had went a little ways down. Hinata, once again, found it to be nothing but an ordinary, plain, unmarked door.. Like the rest of them. "Would you like to do the honors this time?" He looked over at Komaeda, gesturing to the door.
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Aoba
im garrett and im a filthy memer [dabs]
Pronouns: they/them/theirs
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Post by Aoba on Aug 10, 2016 0:49:58 GMT -5
Aoba greatly appreciated Lancer's response, he felt better about letting him touch his hair after he'd said that. He stared at him for a moment, before realizing he was staring, and looked away. "Right... thank you." He said, a more genuine smile gracing his face.
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