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Scrampus
twinken toes
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Post by Scrampus on Nov 7, 2016 1:24:07 GMT -5
(( hey everyone! also; welcome to the newbies!! ^^ im one to talk lmaoo ))
Shigeo blinked in, dressed casually in a hoodie and loose fitting pants. He'd been out with an assignment with Mr. Reigen moments before, and barely had time to register the change of scenery. This whole 'blinking' thing was starting to become a perfectly natural occurrence to the young esper, and it was getting to the point where he was considering bringing it up to his teacher. The boy found himself in back in the living room this time, where there were a few other bodies present. He'd blinked in near the couch, so he decided he'd loiter around there at the moment. All the faces in the living room were unfamiliar to him... Although, this was probably to be expected.
He then noticed the boy sitting on the couch, posture relaxed and looking particularly unoccupied. Fists clenching, Mob decided to take the initiative, and start a conversation- Ooh, wouldn't his teacher be so proud of him! His hands already began to feel clammy as he shifted into the brunette's attention, raising a shaky hand to greet him.
"Um- H-Hello there. I don't think I've met you yet..." Mob spoke meekly, blood rushing to his face as the dread of embarrassing himself was already setting in.
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Post by HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt on Nov 7, 2016 1:29:43 GMT -5
"Of course it's fake." Azazel sighed overdramaticly. She had blinked in bent over slightly, as she had been peering her brother's shoulder while they had been messing around with a, probably stolen, human computer. "My demons would never addle around in a forest, howling like a bunch of ani-... Wait." She reached up to rub her chin. "Actually... Yeah, They would." The hybrid stood up and let out a huff. "Expecting any decency from demons is like telling a goat to stop eating cans."
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Lesbian
dawn
"I'm such a tiny constellation... but thank you for noticing I'm here."
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Post by dawn on Nov 7, 2016 1:33:41 GMT -5
(Hey Echo and Frisk! Echo, I love your profile pic btw lolI can blink in another character if somebody wants to rp ouo ) Her crimson eyes followed the snow that was instantly removed by Korra. Rei blinked slowly, outwardly not looking fazed, yet was rather interested in the young girl's ability. No normal human could perform such a feat, right? Holding the book close to her, she whispered, "What was...that?" She briefly paused for a moment, wondering if she should clarify her question. "Both the white substance and the 'magic' you performed," She added. "You don't know what snow is?" Korra asked her. She didn't seem too put off by that, though, as she was more interested in getting the chance to show off. Puffing out her chest as she set her hands on her hips, Korra stated, "I'm a bender! I used waterbending to move the snow!"(sorry this is kind short kghnjfknh)
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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 Nov 7, 2016 1:34:18 GMT -5
Naegi had crossed his legs, an arm resting against the, well, armrest. He had been focusing on an ominous stain on the wall, which was, gradually, obscured by someone sliding into his view.
Pity immediately hit him when he saw the boy, shaking, flustered, and nervous. He seemed to be young, around fourteen, with a straight bowlcut and a typical middle school uniform. Which meant Naegi was supposed to be the more responsible of the two, seeing that he's about two to three years older than this stranger.
Relaxing, he tried to make himself seem as nonthreatening as possible, summoning a small smile. "I don't think we have. I'm Makoto Naegi. And you are...?" Outstretching his hand, the lucky student only gazed at the other with a curious look, but made a point not to stare.
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Scrampus
twinken toes
Pronouns: they/them, she/her
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Post by Scrampus on Nov 7, 2016 1:48:13 GMT -5
Well, he didn't laugh at him, so that's always a good start. Mob's expression shifted very slightly, from a 'im here for my job interview' look to something more relaxed.
The esper took Naegi's hand, giving it a soft shake. "I'm Shigeo- Shigeo Kageyama. It's nice to meet you, Naegi-san," Almost instantly, there was a seemingly visible spark of recognition on the boy's face, his eyes widening as he took a good look at the older boy in front of him.
"Wait- Makoto Naegi...?? I've heard that name before!" Mob blurted, his hand recoiling as he tried to remember where he'd heard it. A face came to mind almost instantly- Of course! "Maizono-san! She told me to look for you!" He could never forget the Super Highschool Level Idol he'd met the first time he blinked in. After all; she looked so much like the middle schooler's crush.
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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 Nov 7, 2016 2:25:46 GMT -5
"It's nice to meet you too, Kageyama-kun," Naegi replied, voice even and calm. When his hand had grasped Mob's, he barely managed to disguise a disgusted shudder at his sweaty palms. Pulling away from the handshake, he placed his hand on the armrest again, subtly wiping off his palm on the fabric. Well, it was perfectly understandable. The boy had been extremely nervous moments ago, after all. He just wasn't quite expecting...
Thankfully, Mob distracted his train of thought by exclaiming that he had 'heard his name before'. "...Eh?" Fixating the middle schooler with a confused gaze, his mind whirled as he tried to catch up with this recent chain of events. Initially, he was afraid that Mob had already met Noctin and had heard poorly about him, even though it was over a misunderstanding...
Then, he said her name.
"Maizono-san...?" Naegi repeated, shock crossing his face. Wait, she's been here before? But she never told me about this place... Then again, I haven't really been open with her about it either. He could ask her later. As of right now... "Wait, she asked you to look for me? Why...?" He wasn't anyone special, after all...
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Scrampus
twinken toes
Pronouns: they/them, she/her
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Post by Scrampus on Nov 7, 2016 2:40:58 GMT -5
Naegi seemed to recognize Maizono's name as well, so that meant Mob had found the boy she'd mentioned to him! Oh, he couldn't wait to tell her the next time she blinked in!
"Mmh, I mean, she didn't specifically tell me to look for you, but..." Mob's expression had slowly shifted into its usual stoic deadpan, as it seemed to be his natural state, "-she mentioned your name, and I told her I'd keep an eye out for you. Maizono-san seemed to speak very fondly of you." Although the boy's face was near unreadable, his voice was light and humored.
Shigeo sat down beside Naegi, cautiously so as to make sure the older boy was okay with it first. "Are you and her good friends...?"
[PROGRESS TO MOB'S EXPLOSION: 32%]
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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 Nov 7, 2016 3:23:55 GMT -5
'She seemed to speak very fondly of you...'
"...Wait, really?"
As soon as the thought came to mind, Naegi had already spoken the words aloud. Taken aback by his own outburst, he quickly recovered, expression changing to one of interest, instead. Keep an eye out for him...? But Mob was just two years younger than him. What could he do?
...Then again, things always weren't as they seemed here.
He would need the protection, anyways. Beggars can't be choosers and all that. When Mob sat down next to him, Naegi's eyes had followed him, answering his question with a shrug. "Well, kind of? We knew each other in middle school, but never really actually talked. I like to think we are, though. ...She is nice." He admitted with a light blush.
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Scrampus
twinken toes
Pronouns: they/them, she/her
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Post by Scrampus on Nov 7, 2016 3:36:24 GMT -5
Shigeo nodded in agreement, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I didn't get to speak long with her, but from our brief conversation, she seemed really nice." He held the air in a brief pause, eyes cast downward to his hands in his lap, "I hope I get to see Maizono-san again. She'll be thrilled to hear that I met you."
Mob pulled his eyes from his lap to look at Naegi, expression stagnant. "So, um, Naegi-san... How long have you been showing up here? This is kind of a somewhat new thing for me." The esper admitted.
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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 Nov 7, 2016 3:51:29 GMT -5
"...I hope so too," Naegi mumbled, gaze also trailing to his own lap, the grim reminder of his current situation now hanging over his head once more. Mutual killing game... Murder each other to get out... Could he really trust his classmates? He hardly knew them, much less if they were willing to murder if locked in a school, like an animal trapped in a corner...
His gaze blurred and his breathing became somewhat unsteady, though he was quick to recover at the sound of Mob's voice, flashing the other boy a sheepish smile. "Ah, I'm not really sure, now that you mention it... I think I've been blinked in ten or twenty times now. I guess I just lost count." Speaking of blinking, as soon as the lucky student finished speaking, he coincidentally blinked out.
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Scrampus
twinken toes
Pronouns: they/them, she/her
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Post by Scrampus on Nov 7, 2016 4:02:57 GMT -5
Mob didn't even pick up on Naegi's sudden change in tone until after the other had blinked out. As if being zapped from existence, the lucky student disappeared without a trace, leaving the esper by himself. By initiating a conversation with Naegi, Mob seemed to have forgotten about the other people in the living room, and didn't even notice them take their leave as well.
He glanced around the room, noting how quiet it had become, and reflecting on the emotion that had crossed Naegi's face before their conversation was forcefully cut off. Maybe he should ask about it the next time he sees him... Although, either way, the interaction had left the young esper with a warm feeling blossoming in his chest.
Mob couldn't wait to tell Mr. Reigen that he not only initiated conversation with someone today, but also might have made a new friend. And with that, the middle schooler blinked out as well.
[PROGRESS TO MOB'S EXPLOSION: STILL 32%]
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 7, 2016 6:50:56 GMT -5
Are we still open? My sister was wanting to join, xD. )
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 7, 2016 11:18:18 GMT -5
Ah, okay thanks. )
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 7, 2016 11:54:08 GMT -5
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Post by broken on Nov 7, 2016 12:42:07 GMT -5
(Oh my goodness, it's been forever since I've rp'ed here. I'm sorry! I can rp if anyone wants, but I'll be poofy for the next two hours.)
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 7, 2016 13:39:28 GMT -5
I can rp if you're still here. )
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Post by broken on Nov 7, 2016 15:23:56 GMT -5
(I'm back xD if you are even here!)
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 7, 2016 15:45:06 GMT -5
Just got back. )
Sherlock blinked in, splattered from head to toe in blood and carrying what looked like a bloodied harpoon with his right arm, as if perfectly comfortable with holding it. He didn't have his usual long jacket, instead he was wearing a while button up shirt, and his expression suggested he had not enjoyed whatever he had just been doing. "Oh, at last." He exclaimed, dropping the harpoon to the side carelessly and taking a step forward to glance down the hall. "No one here, that's a new one, probably won't last." He added, frowning and looking over his shoulder at the empty room.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2016 15:49:57 GMT -5
(My foot hurts but I'm here. Hi all newbies! Can't wait to see your characters when the thread officially opens to joiners)
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Post by broken on Nov 7, 2016 16:03:25 GMT -5
Lelouch blinked into the room, on the couch dressed in his black school uniform. His eyes were closed as he slowly fell over on his side on the couch, soon blinking his eyes open. "Eh is class-!" He shot up from where he had been laying down, staring at the only other person in the room. He decided not to approached the unknown person. "Hello."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 7, 2016 16:16:03 GMT -5
Sherlock turned when he heard the new voice, a satisfied expression appearing on his pale face. "Ah, hello. I don't believe I've seen you here before, but you've been here on multiple occasions, at least more than four times, correct?" His bright blue eyes scanned the other person carefully, guessing he was dealing with an intelligent individual who was aware of how others viewed him. Parental issues as well, mother was almost certainly deceased, and he guess the other visitor was an only child, but he didn't speak yet, wanting to figure out more.
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Post by broken on Nov 7, 2016 16:34:49 GMT -5
Lelouch just continued to stare at him before giving a nod. "That is correct, I've been here a few times. This is an interesting place," he replied, wuickly looking around before at the person again. This guy was staring- he couldn't possibly know who he was, could he? "I assume you've been here for a while yourself."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 7, 2016 16:43:57 GMT -5
"Indeed." Sherlock answered easily, a glint of pride coming into his eyes as he answered. "I'm quite well-acquainted with this place, I'd say I know as much about it as anyone. Speaking of, have you considered whether or not the House is a sentient entity? I've met people of both opinions, personally I haven't found any evidence to either degree unless you count the fact that the rooms seem aimed at the visitors themselves, but that could be a simple program." All the time he was talking, his eyes remained unblinkingly on the other person, alight with curiosity as to what he would say and apparently unaware that he was still covered in blood.
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Post by broken on Nov 7, 2016 16:59:02 GMT -5
"Do I believe the House is an entity?" Lelouch paused at the question as he thought about it. He honestly couldn't reject or accept that opinion. He gave a simple shrug with a reply of, "I haven't been been here long enough to give it much thought. I will get back to you as soon as I form an opinion." The teen slowly tilted his head to one side, covering his left eye with his hand as he grinned. "Might I say you are a strange individual. Where is it you come from? And what is it you do in your world?" He asked, moving gaze from the man to the harpoon.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 7, 2016 17:15:39 GMT -5
Sherlock made a small noise of discontent as the teen explained he didn't have an opinion. That meant whenever he had been here before he had been busy. Had he been in a room, or had it simply somehow not occupied to him? His mind snapped for the most part back to the discussion as Lelouch asked some questions of his own, and he inclined his head as he considered. "I've been called worse. I'm from Earth, Britain more specifically in case you live there, which is strangely enough more likely than somewhere else. Not sure why yet. As for what I do, I'm a consulting detective, which means when someone has a problem and the police can't do their job, they call me." He followed the boy's glance at the harpoon, but turned back with a look of complete unconcern. "Oh don't worry, that's just a little detail from a solved case."
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