// Ren Hakuryuu - Verses

“little gifts” ; messiah & titus

continued from [ x ] ; @carnifcx

       Sometimes Messiah wondered if he had a self-destruct button that just… flipped itself, when he interacted with Titus. He’d honestly approached the other to simply offer him a gift on a holiday, and yet? He couldn’t resist the jab he’d decided to take at him. And yet, it hadn’t been his intention. It’d just slipped out. And before he could apologize – the other spoke.

      “So, you’re trying to tell me you earnestly never steal anything just because you want to?” There was doubt thickly laced in his tone. He wasn’t the type of person to just take others at their word. And with this man in specific? ( He could be almost INHUMANLY distrusting. ) A problem he recognized. And one he was attempting to work on . . . especially given who they both worked for. And yet, here he was. Botching another attempt. ‘Genius I may be, and yet? Here I am.’ He cursed himself quietly, allowing the other to take his present, and crossing his own arms in turn. “It seems unlikely.” And here he was just shoveling further mistakes on top of the prior one. Rather then backing down, accepting his mistake for a moment – swallowing his pride and apologizing? Nope.

      However, as the other shoves a bouquet against him, he blinks a few times. Confusion alight in his amethyst eyes, and he reaches for the offered gift. WAIT, WHAT? The other had gotten him something as well? Why??? It wasn’t as though the other had any reason to give him anything. ( It wasn’t as though he had a reason to give Titus anything ether, and yet? When he’d seen the box, he’d thought of him… not that he’d say that aloud. )

       And despite being flattered, when the other made his comment, his eyebrows knit together a little – and he reaches out a gloved hand to take the others gift. “… I suppose I’ll hold my tongue, then. As you’ve already answered my question.” Messiah somehow doubted that was the absolute truth. But, he’d leave it alone for now. PERHAPS that was just his suspicious side, anyways. “Thank you. You’ve got a good eye.”

      Oh look, he was able to say one nice thing.

      “… perhaps you’d like to join me? I was going to a reservation I made for dinner.” He’d at least ask – even if he thought the other would likely decline. Though, he couldn’t resist making one more quick jab: “Though, I suppose I’ll have to make a side-trip now, as well. To drop off these flowers. But I suppose you can come along for that as well, if you’d like.”

      He wouldn’t wait for an answer. In fact, he would turn on his heel and begin walking away from the THIEF. Why? Because he was starting to wonder what sort of hit he’d make if he just kept talking to the other. T r u l y, he was beginning to wonder if that’s just how he acted around TITUS. If he would, consistently, just attack the other for no reason at all. However: He hoped the other recognized the second part as being… somewhat kind? Messiah liked to keep people out of his private life. So? Up until now, he’d never offered to let anyone come to his house.

      Especially not the thief.

      They had a NEGATIVE history between the two of them – and it was a matter of T R U S T. Not that he thought he had anything there that the other would be particularly interested in. . .

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while she knew of his heritage - or rather, the lack of one - alibaba had always read his adventures, perhaps raising sinbad to an impossible inhuman pedestal. seeing him act so human and just like a person came therefor definitely as a shock to her ( and even if she had known it to be impossible, she had been disappointed by ja’far not being a horned and fire breathing demon ) but that was more of an issue of her constantly having her nose stuck in one of his stories.

at the king’s offer to show her sindria’s nightlife, the princess could not help but just wave with her hand “it’s fine, master sharrkan showed me those houses with the wine and the pretty ladies I know my way around now.” definitely not what was meant but she didn’t realize that at all.

“sorry ! sorry ! but you know, I always read your adventures, so seeing the mighty sinbad so frustrated by a simple hole in his clothes - forgive me for saying it like that but that is quite adorable! It makes you very human… and that is reassuring, you know? It means, maybe I can at least be a little bit like you once I am stronger!”

her needle is quick at work, and sun kissed hands make sure that neither the king nor her fingers get to feel the rather painful tip of the needle. lost in her work, alibaba didn’t even notice how she continued to talk, perhaps going as far as revealing things she had never dreamed about telling him. “before I came back to Balbadd to see how bad it got, I wanted to use most of my money to help it. But I wanted to keep some and come here - I always wanted to open a shop in Sindria, be part of your dream. Of course I never dreamed about meeting you or the generals, I just wished to be a normal citizen!… I doubt I can do that now. I need to gather my strength to help Balbadd but… while it lasted, I really loved that dream.”

      When she brushed off his offer as something very … ah, different then he’d intended, Sinbad couldn’t help a hearty chuckle. Amusement in his golden eyes as he shakes his head. “Ah, I think you misunderstand me.” He comments, laughing a little still. Sinbad couldn’t help it – it was amusing for him that just about everyone always jumped to that conclusion for him first and foremost.

      And yes, while he did have a history of frequenting places like that, after all: he enjoyed the company of his people. He was the king of Sindria. And he enjoyed being amongst those who called this land their home. It was part of the dream he’d worked so hard to accomplish.

      “I meant… ah, never mind, I suppose. It’s rude to push an opinion on a lady who has already declined.” With that, he would wait to see if she asked him about it further. Why? Because he knew for a fact that when you start saying something and then retract it – it becomes a matter of interest. And honestly, he wanted to see how she responded to it. Perhaps it was cruel of him to play these little tricks on her, but he knew she was a passionate sort, and seeing her riled was fun.

      “… I can see where there would be some amount of shock. I had a lot of fun writing those stories – but I suppose I can see where they would make me seem… almost inhuman.” Seeing him riled up like an average man, after only reading his stories? He could imagine there was some amount of shock. “I should have added more of my fluster and confusion. People would have had a clearer picture then.” He adds with a soft laugh – ( after all: he knew he left those things out on purpose. Creating and crafting a “PERFECT KING” in his manuscripts. ) “Well, if it inspires you to work hard? I hope you can do just that. I look forward to seeing what sort of world you might one day craft.”

      And he hoped that she did it as his ally. However, he knew very well there was a possibility that that might not one day be the case.

      However, as she worked and spoke – the king fell respectfully silent. Listening to her humble dream had him smile a little. It reminded him of his time as a fisherman. Back then, he would have never dreamed of becoming a KING. Not until he got that letter by the army. . . not before he met that MAGI, ether. “You know, I still have a company running elsewhere, right? It would not be impossible for you to set up a shop here, despite your other goals. Our countries have always had amicable ties. I wouldn’t deny you a storefront should you want to set one up.”

@streetcrowned​

// sonia nevermind - verses

{ “School Trip of Mutual Killing” } –                    ( ver ) .tragedy╰☆╮(❝Sonia Nevermind❞)

      This is the verse for the main story line of SDR2.

      What started out as a nice little trip – despite being unexpected, especially because she had thought she was about to starter first day at Hope’s Peak Academy, turns rabidly dark. With the appearance of a bear by the name of Monokuma and the announcement that they would be partaking in something called a “Mutual Killing Game.” Sonia is strong minded and strong willed. Being a princess means she is good at keeping a straight face and keeping herself calm, even in times of high stress. However? There is afear prickling at the back of her mind. After all? Who is doing this? Why is this happening? Why do she or any of her classmates have to die? What is the purpose of this cruel game …

{ Island Mode AU } –                    ( ver ) .trust╰☆╮(❝Sonia Nevermind❞)

      Confused, but willing to adapt, the Ultimate Princess has found herself on a “school trip” to a mysterious Island along with the fellow members of her class. It’s confusion. But, as weird as it is… it doesn’t seem like a bad idea. Perhaps this was a good way to get to know everyone! Sonia would feel awfully silly if she didn’t at least give it a chance! Perhaps she could have a wonderful time with her class here, even if getting here… might still confuse her. ( … how does a room fold away and bring you to a beach? She may believe in magic, but… she still can’t put a finger to a spell that could do something like this. )

{ Normal School Life } –                    ( ver ) .princess╰☆╮(❝Sonia Nevermind❞)

      A member of Yukizome’s class, and always a will participant in showing up to class, from the moment they got their new enthusiastic teacher? She has found herself positively excited or class~ She wanted a true school experience. And she enjoys getting to know those around her. Even if… certain classmates can be a little… “overwhelming” to say the least.

{ Despair Days } –                   ( ver ) .twisted╰☆╮(❝Sonia Nevermind❞)

      A member of the “Remnant’s of Despair,” Sonia is still just as charismatic and as much of a leader as she has ever been. One of her strongest points, and part of what makes her so terrifying, is as a princess she has military training as well as the charisma to move people - she is a master of mass manipulation, as well as strategic destruction to decrease moral of enemies and so on and so forth. She is also very much willing to take up weapons and lead the charge. She is by no means weak. But she is terrifying.

{ Post SDR2 / DR3 } –                    ( ver ) .mercy╰☆╮(❝Sonia Nevermind❞)

      Spoilers for DR3!

      After having awoken from the Neo World Program, she and the remaining survivors had decided to wait for their classmates. They were willing to stick around there and wait for them to revive, regardless of the odds. However? With a little push from their local, artificial, genius? ( Izuru ) They were able to retrive all of them - and managed to pull off a bit of a last minute save for their saviors.

{ Mystical AU / Orsus } –                   ( ver ) .candidacy (witch)╰☆╮(❝Sonia Nevermind❞)

      Someone who had moved to the island of Orsus in the recent years – particularly to train herself in the ways of her people, and give her a safe place to study. After all, it wasn’t until recent that she had even known that she was a witch. Her family had been intent to hide it from her, especially given that they considered themselves a strict religious family. And they would not have their daughter ruining that for them… However? Sonia’s natural magic was too strong to be sealed, and when it finally revealed itself, nothing would stop her from figuring out what exactly she was.

      It took some time, but eventually she was able to discover that her origin-line tied her to the line of the original “W i t c h ‘ Q u e e n” and that meant she had the potential to grow into that level of power as well. Even to take the title – but? To do so, she would have to survive – because the line had disappeared for ages, and clans were currently warring over the title. And some untrained youth was certainly not going to do anything about the state of things. She needed to survive, which meant? Moving somewhere she could study in peace – until she is able to properly wield her natural talent.

ooc // s i d e ‘ m u s e s ?

{ as stated in my rules before - my having a seperation between “main muses” and “side muses” isn’t a lack of interest in both sets of muses. Instead, it’s really just that i’ve noticed some people respond better to some muses of mine... so?

if you’re a mutual of mine? by ( liking ♥ ) this post you’re giving me permission to spam you with muses from my “side-muse” page as well. generally speaking, you’re just giving me permission to use them with our rp’s, for possible starters from starter call, etc. rather then just the ones from my “main muses” page! :’3 this of course isn’t necessary to roleplay with me. if you’re entirely uninterested in these muses, that’s fine! <3 or if you have only have a few muses from my side muse page that you’re interested in? you just have to let me know~ i simply want to know who is interested in these muses!

- Aula }

// tyki mikk - verses

{ Canon Tag }  -                    ( ver ) .joyd/pleasure╰☆╮(❝Tyki Mikk❞)

      This is general tag for anything that happens in the main series - so? The “Ark” Arc, and such. Generally speaking, this will just be the normal tag unless specified otherwise!

{ Runaway Noah } -                   ( ver ) .cards fold╰☆╮(❝Tyki Mikk❞)

      Tyki has always had an adventurous soul. So? When it came down to it, and things became too much for him - this would be the verse where he attempted to disappear. Frankly speaking, this is if he just sorta... ran away from his responsibilities. With the rest of the Noah hinting more and more that Tyki should just give in and let “Joyd” win... he didn’t want to give up himself. However? Not wanting to fight his “family,” he’s just trying to disappear. He won’t fight them. He’s not their enemy. He just doesn’t want to lose himself.

{ Before Awakening } -                   ( ver ) .shuffle╰☆╮(❝Tyki Mikk❞)

      “Tyki Mikk” the man, before becoming a Noah. Before he had his “awakening” in his blood - so? In general, this is just an average man trying to make a living in the coal minds.

       Before his painfully rude awakening with the stigmata.

// ukoku sanzo - verses

{ Professor } -                   ( ver ) .abyss╰☆╮(❝Ukoku Sanzo❞)

      Working to try to revive the Ox King, Gyumaoh, Doctor Ni Jianyi is helping with the very taboo experiments necessary to mix magic and science together. He is modern science’s first biological engineer and a very playful man. To the point of often annoying those who work with him... but he cares very little.

      In this verse he only goes by “Ni Jianyi” and will not respond to Ukoku Sanzo.

{ Crow } -                 ( ver ) .new moon╰☆╮(❝Ukoku Sanzo❞)

      Traveling around as “Priest” Ukoku Sanzo again, he’s decided to take some direct action on his own - this is the events of Saiyuki Reload, the Manga, when he continues to run into Hazel from time to time to manipulate events and cause him to respond certain ways. He is a trouble maker and is attempting to manipulate events to that they favor him... how will it end?

{ Better Days } -                 ( ver ) .starry night╰☆╮(❝Ukoku Sanzo❞)

      Before the “Light” died out of his life. Despite not being a wonderful priest, and never being properly chosen for the scripture he now carries, he at least does a good job helping out wherever he chooses to go. He’s a bit of a loose canon, and is very dangerous... but he’s known to hop from place to place, based on his interests at the time.

// kokichi ouma - verses

{ NDRV3 } –                    ( ver ) .killing game╰☆╮(❝Kokichi Ouma❞)

       [ Contains Spoilers for NDRV3 ]

      This is the verse that will be used for most canon timeline interactions, or canon variations of different chapters and trails. Basically anything that happens in the “Gifted Inmates’ Academy” killing game will fall under this tag. :’3 ( I will add more details to this, when the game has been out longer, and I’m not scared of spoiling things for people in my verses page! )

{ Phantom Thief } –                    ( ver ) .phantom thief (jester)╰☆╮(❝Kokichi Ouma❞)

      Leader of the group “DICE,” famous for stealing artwork of varying varieties - Kokichi has managed to keep his face and hid true identity from the public thus far. He is a “Phantom Thief,” snatching up artwork and such from different museums. So far? No one knows why he targets the ones he does …

      Kokichi targets only artwork that has potential to cause trouble. Being as anti-violence as he is, he has little tolerance for things that are supposed to be safe, but someone made them dangerous. For the sake of people who enjoy art, and should be able to feel safe around it - he would rather snatch up these problematic pieces while they’re still considered ART, and not considered dangerous.

{ Mystical AU/Orsus } –                   ( ver ) .halo (angel)╰☆╮(❝Kokichi Ouma❞)

      A cherubim ranked angel, Kokichi is a very strong “youth” whose duty is to guard the “GATES” to the “Garden of Eden.” However, given that this is something he can summon at any particular time, he hasn’t had to really worry about where he guards it - as long as he doesn’t summon it to people who aren’t supposed to see it, or go there.

      Given his ranking, he is able to summon holy-weapons as well - a guardian measurement, assuming someone forces him to summon the gate, or he can have his wings flare into fire.

      His tells about his race - when he feels like showing them, are his wings. Soft and pure white in color, due to his being an “active duty” angel. ( They can blaze out - turning into fire, but he very rarely does anything like that. ) Aside from those, which he can hide, his only active tell is his eyes - each eye has a golden ring around the pupil. Those are his “halo,” which glow when he uses any of his abilities.

“haunted” ; messiah & isanami

continued from [ x ] ; @smiletorn

       At the very least he was glad she was willing to listen to reason – hearing him out and calming down a little, even coming to her own conclusion about the storm. Good. She had a working head on her shoulders. This was important, if they were going to be here together. Messiah didn’t work well with others often, especially civilians.

      Especially CIVILIANS who got in the way of his jobs. But? That was another matter. “That is the most likely solution, yes. Electricity can travel through the ground, or if it just happened to hit a powerline or such – it’s likely that it’d just turn on, if sparked into action.” At least, that was far more likely than believing this place to be haunted.

      Right?

      Science had nothing to imply that spirits stayed in any place. Though rumors and stories spun frequently about hauntings and the chaos that it could cause – Messiah was unlikely to believe it without proof. Spirits, strong attachments, regrets, anger… guilt . . ? There were many popular stories to explain “HAUNTINGS,” but? As far as he was concerned, those were the ramblings of a paranoid person. Or of a person feeling “GUILTY” themselves.

      “You needn’t apologize. You’re uncomfortable. That’s perfectly human.” Messiah reassures, as his eyes fixate on the hall – he was trying to see if he could pick any shadows moving in the distance. However, aside from the ones you would expect from flashes of LIGHTNING through dust-covered windows? He couldn’t see anyone moving inside the parlor. “If it makes you more comfortable, you’re welcome to continue holding onto my arm. But, if we find another person in here, I’m going to need it back – and you’re going to need to get behind me.” He couldn’t have her impeding his ability to fight, should he need to.

      And honestly, if she was going to be here with him – he’d almost rather know exactly where she was, then risk her wondering off. At least this way, he can reassure his clients that she was doing not damage to the place and keep her from risk of being sued. Or arrested for trespassing.

      “Detective Messiah.” He corrects, offering an ever-so-slight smile this time. His amethyst eyes shifting from his focus only for a moment to meet the other eyes – “Though, given the circumstances, just Messiah would be fine.” Why waste time in a situation where communication might be important?

      However, he raises his eyebrows a little at her question. Suddenly curious about the land, hmm? How curious. “They’re not in a position to have firm plans, I’m afraid. Given that they know little about what is here, or the condition it’s in – they’re going to need to make sure it’s safe for a property inspector to come through and assess the place. Once they’re finished, it’s likely to have everything here sold and the property destroyed to build something else. At least, that’s what most would do given the state of the place. But? Perhaps they’d refurbish and create a museum? That’s what I’d do.” Perhaps that made him a little… ODD. But he enjoyed old places like this. And it’s hard to copy this sort of building with modern designing. However, as they talk, he starts moving forward – his voice a whisper as he gradually inches forward. He wasn’t going too quick – he would make sure she could keep holding onto him as he continued forward, should she want to. He wouldn’t shake her off or try to move on without her.

      For both of their sakes? It was probably just better to have her come along for the ride anyways…

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The other woman’s approval of the nickname had Isanami brightening up. She always loved using nicknames with people she liked, and it was a real shame that usually those whom she liked didn’t really… welcome it, for lack of better words. Still, Juju’s nervousness was quite prone to being contagious. Although the youth was one who liked to spread her own form of kindness and cheer, if there was something that was CONCERNING to the other, she’d like to know that. In case she was the cause for it, being a bit overbearing with her own friendliness.

After all? People here tended to be more RESERVED than anything. It was hard to trust, especially with war and fights breaking out every so often due to the turmoil of the government. Perhaps someone like Isanami was actually quite scary when compared to the people who would rather keep to themselves? Hmm. She’d have to think about that separately one day.

❛ I think it’s good to have that kinda mindset. Y’know, helping others without expecting anything in return. But it’s also good to show others your gratitude. I don’t like to think of it as repayment or anything. Makes it all business-y and like we gotta owe each other favors. ❜ She might be a little bit of a hypocrite when she said that; after all? The way she got Saizou to STAY at Ueda in the beginning was because she held that bowl of soba over his head…

No matter! Isanami had successfully pressured convinced Juju to accept this form of gratefulness. And she was glad that she chose sweets too ― that was always a good way to satisfy the stomach! ❛ Sweets it is~ ❜ Isanami dangles her feet over the edge of the branch, as if having a conversation deciding where to eat in a TREE was normal. ❛ Hmm… I can probably get down by myself with no trouble at this height. ❜ It was said to herself more than anything. Not wanting to trouble her new friend anymore, she gives her fellow light-haired companion a reassuring smile. ❛ Go ahead and wait for me at the bottom, Juju! I’ll be down in a few minutes! ❜

She didn’t know if Juju would listen to her request. After all, the kunoichi proved that she was a soft-hearted individual who didn’t like to see others in danger. And going down from a tree like this was a bit RISKY. However, Isanami would like to believe that she had improved greatly from the last time she was in a tree like this. Even if she hadn’t? Just like last time, at least there would be someone to look out for her should she made a wrong step.

That being said, regardless of Juju’s response, Isanami would make the first move by hoisting her body over the EDGE of the branch. One thing she learned from last time; it was best not to linger too long on a branch. Quick jumps was the way to go!

      Enju couldn’t help but smile a little at the others sincerity. She was a bright companion – cheerful and chipper. Perhaps a little overwhelming, but she knew very few people like Isanami. The only person she could liken her to was the young k u n o i c h i she considered her “little sister”. . .

      “Well, I’d hate to deny you your chance to show your gratitude. That would… be rather rude on my part as well.” Despite being a kunoichi, despite being a very busy one, and being the DAUGHTER of the chief… she would make time for this. After all, ENJU had already risked outing herself for the safety of this stranger. The very least she could do was make sure that the other was truly going to be okay. . . and some sweets did sound good. That was the truth there. “… alright, alright. I’ll just… think of it as getting to know someone, then?” That was why youths these days got together for sweets, right?

      To chat, catch up, or make friends? Her confusion over this was really the obvious sign that she wasn’t someone normal…

      But it wasn’t as though the other didn’t realize she was a ninja already. After showing her technique like that. . . With that thought, sapphire eyes move to look at the other. ( She couldn’t help but be curious on why someone so friendly… was so calm with the presence of a ninja already? )

      Perhaps it was because she, herself, failed to have much of a shinobi like presence? The thought was vaguely disappointing, but – she did offer a soft, sincere, smile when the other chimes about sweets. However, a vaguely panicked expression appears when the other mentions jumping. “Ah, a-are you sure? I can bring you down, you know…” But the other had requested her to wait at the bottom, and? As confused as she was, she was going to do just that – at the very least, so that she could be prepared to catch the other should something go wrong.

      However, as Isanami quickly stepped off – Enju followed suit. She wasn’t given a chance to head down first, however – but she made sure to throw herself down fast enough that, though a slightly rougher landing, she would meet the other down there and have her hands on her hips to help steady her. “… y-your… really brave, aren’t you?” Enju pants out, panic having forced her heartrate up quite a bit. But, she was smiling still.

      Isanami… was going to be quite the interesting person to get to know.

“discovery” ; ana & isa

continued from [ x ] : @smiletorn

      This was going to be an adventure. Anastasia had known that from the get go – and yet, at the same time, she knew she couldn’t just let this matter be anymore. She was glad she had convinced the younger BRAVE to come along with her for this trip, however? She wasn’t used to these things.

      The “BRAVE of ICE” had never been an expert on emotions. Not since she’d grown up in IGA – not since she’d literally been sold to her master, after her parents had been slaughtered, and she’d arrived in these strange lands. To an extent? It just made more sense to keep to herself. To become numb. To become I C E. And she’d done a wonderful job of that. Of freezing her heart. Of becoming closed off. She’d done what she’d need to… to survive.

      And yet, the DARKNESS BRAVE – had somehow cracked her heart open yet. And didn’t even know it.

       “Isanami-chan, are you ready?” Anastasia asks, tapping on the doorframe of the younger girl’s room. Today, Anastasia wasn’t wearing any shinobi gear. Instead, an elegant kimono – and her long golden hair styled in a loose, but regal bun. She wanted to make this outing… different. She wanted to make it more obvious that this wasn’t the same as their other outings.

       Because she wanted to make it obvious this time. She wanted to make sure the other didn’t think she was teasing – she didn’t want the other to think this was a joke. She needed to set apart this meeting from their others, because… today? She wanted to let Isanami know how she felt. ( And her biggest worry – was that she might not take it seriously. Due to Anastasia’s history of teasing her, she was rather worried about that. ) “I hope you dressed nice. We’re going to be out and about all day, today. I have the whole day off, and I intend to spend it with you. So? You’d better be ready.”

       And she was going to need all day… to try to work up the courage to say what she needed to say.