white slate

akin to telling the freckled, aquatic girl; painful, and therefore unusual. hatred for such, but she pursues.

「you HAVE do you think death is permanent? because it’s not. especially not here. you go to the trials, like part of the cattle, you know that, right. it’s a basic.」

{ ✘♟✘ }

[ no, i know it isn't but ]

Picture this; You know what happens, You know it happens, But you don't think it could happen to you.

Ignorance, in this case, would be better.

[ i didn't think it would be me, i guess? i? ]

[ what, who, where, when...why. or was it just an accident? did i get myself killed somehow? ]

#goredemo

#gonna do the reply #;; aodshit #;; no longer visible

online;

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ah. her face shows again; she is pure, & of innocence, and corrupted must taint it again. bring her wrath among all those who’d do so to her, yet when it is herself, she shan’t lay a claw upon her own skin.

「have you ever died before.」

she has.

{ ✘♟✘ }

Questions, more than anything, are pieces of consciousness allowing access into a picture, however small. She knows this, but keeps the message at the back of her brain, fearing insight she would rather have none of.

[ no. ]

[ but i wouldn't like to be the one to. ]

#gordemo #there we go...

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this topic is dying, meeting thanatos & taking his hand eagerly. like herself.

「hey. i’m going to show you something.」

ah, reference.

{ ✘♟✘ }

Wonder's basis is on question, so natural it would be to ask if emotion truly becomes it.

[ like what. ]

But it, sadly, does not left is demand in place that will rot.

[ nevermind, i guess i'll see. ]

#goredemo #laugh s

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#goredemo #so close to doing angst but

rusted does not think that is much of an answer; but nevertheless, it is one. she will take anything. ( she’s not hurt, not dead, so she’s not bitching. )

「how do you do nothing for that long.」

{ ✘♟✘ }

Shrug is simple, half-hearted even; almost as if she's admitting she doesn't know, and, if anything, she should be. She could be admitting. Or she most certainly might be.

[ you just do, i guess. ]

[ doing nothing doesn't really take that much effort, and there's not really a correct way to go about it so, yeah. ]

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the-write-ideas

Send "Tick Tock" for a random thought without context that my character has during a day.

Ⓦ

#;; meme sunday

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oro-girasole

Leave “Red String of Fate” in my askbox.

I’ll generate a number from 1-77 (YES SEVENTY SEVEN OPTIONS!) to see what is in our muses’ destinies, then I’ll write some drabble based on the number generated.

NOTE: This meme was originally posted by frommemetoyou, which has since deleted, breaking the read more. Further notes on that at the end of the read more.

online;

feel free to like this for a short starter

#gonna reblog some memes quickly while it's still sunday #;; aodshit #;; no longer visible

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Fool; not as if she cares or anything of that idiotic sort. ( Ah; how the maroon glitters and shines in their psychological sense, much more than that of natural surroundings; rust has not looked upon flower & as such has not been in its valued presence for some time, so gratefulness is high. Shan’t admit now, but there is no rhyme for liars. )

{ ✘♟✘ }

The silent is grateful for unspoken to remain. { anticipation could put entire planets to asteroid ruin, let alone a bug of a girl. she is tiny, insignificant in her wait to rummage for words her neurological system barely allows to travel to appendage. }

[ how have you been? ]

#goredemo

{ ✘♟✘ }

She'll never grow accustomed to the emotional impact of the trials.

#;; stardust

{ ✘♟✘ }

She realizes the implications of her absence; thus, apology will be offered to friend, if they need it.

#goredemo #[ ye ]

{ ✘♟✘ }

Oh.

She didn't know until now, but she'll go.

#;; stardust #;; trial