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It was reassuring, seeing the redhead up and moving. Granted, the young man probably shouldn’t have scaled the temple given his currently shaky health. Adlet was quite the lucky bastard—hardier than the ASSASSIN would have given him credit for at first glance. Then again, he’d undergone an apprenticeship under Atro Spiker, and he was the only pupil who’d managed to complete the fiend hunter’s rigorous training. That alone said a number about his abilities.
His luck was also something to be admired. Had the catlike man shown up even a moment later, it was quite likely that they would have come to the wrong conclusion and killed one of their own rather than the IMPOSTER. Good thing he and Chamo seemed to get along alright when push came to shove.
Hans chuckled at the redhead’s comment. ❝ I’ve found that’s true, nyaa~ It’s a trait I do my best to live up to, ❞ he added, head tilting as he watched the other settle onto the temple’s roof.
It was ironic, the two of them resting here, side by side. This was where the assassin had first ambushed the young man, their battle intensifying as Adlet did his best to convince the other of his innocence. However, Hans preferred to let their CLASHING BLADES do the talking, and that was something the redhead had eventually caught onto. ( What a terrifyingly wonderful opponent Adlet had turned out to be! No one had ever had an opening in which to kill Hans—it had taken him by surprise, and the assassin could feel himself itching for a proper rematch someday… )
❝ S’not an easy trick to learn, nyaa~ ❞ Hans teased, a catlike smile pulling at his lips. ❝ Maneuvering midair isn’t simple. ❞ Adlet could probably figure it out though. He’d already shown PROMISE for such a skill. He might not have been as flexible or acrobatic as the assassin, but he had no doubt the other man could manage.
As though he was sharing a secret, Hans placed a single finger to his own lips while grinning teasingly, ❝ Having a tail helps, though. ❞ ( Not that there were many enchanted items in the form a tail out there. The assassin simply happened to have some rather… special connections. )
Life was full of twists and turns – honestly, never in a million years would he have guessed that one of his companions would end up being an assassin. Nor would he have guessed that one of the obvious choices for one of them would end up being an imposture.
( An ASSASSIN was one of the properly chosen BRAVES && yet the warrior/SAINT had been their traitor. )
L u c k really was on his side. If he had followed through with some of his initial decisions – he might have ended up trying to side with the PRINCESS, as she’d been one of his original companions. However, her behavior had lead her to a small amount of suspicion. And also: Hans had seemed like a safe bet. He had the most unusual title out of the lot of them, he wasn’t renown or well known. Well, not to most. Infamous, maybe. But one wouldn’t likely be the traitor when you already had the most suspicious title…
“What other traits do you live up to?” Adlet finds himself asking, a laugh on his lips. He couldn’t help himself – having watched Hans battle, and even being an opponent of his himself, he was fascinated with how the man moved. Frankly speaking, he was a NATURAL genius of b a t t l e. One might even be able to mistake him as a WAR GOD with the ferocity in his eyes. “I know I can list a few… I mean, you’re sneaky, you always land on your feet… I suspect that you have nine lives.” He was literally counting them out on his fingers, and though that last one was a joke, he also wouldn’t be surprised if it was true. “How about your hearing and eye-sight? Are they like a cats?”
I mean, he had cat-like eyes, so it was a fair question, right?
Adlet laughs a little though at the others comment. Yeah, that was true enough. Midair maneuvers were incredibly difficult, but? Having watched him a little – he’d come up with a bit of a battle plan. Just in case: ( maybe it wasn’t the best idea – but minor explosions would have similar results, in changing trajectory. ) “Yeah, that seems to be a Hans specific trademarked technique.” He laughs, smiling at the other – though? When the older male mentions his tail, Adlet couldn’t help but shift his molten-colored eyes to look at it. It really was a fascinating tool. As a craftsman, he couldn’t even begin to imagine how it was made.
To create a large CAT-LIKE tail, the materials would be complicated – it didn’t appear to be DEAD/STIFF, so he was fairly certain it couldn’t have come from a living creature. And yet, what would go into making something as flexible and twitchy as a real cats’ tail? It could be a very complex machine / device, or? It could come down to the enchantment and likely, whichever SAINT had blessed it.
Honestly – these were the sort of thoughts that got him puzzled. As the STRONGEST MAN in the WORLD, and a CRAFTSMAN of weapons – it was really easy to lose him to these sort of thoughts. In fact, he was so puzzled by it… now that attention had been pointed its way? That he entirely forgets to say anything back. Adlet is a potato.
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❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ Chatting like this, getting to know him more each day-just these sort of little things always brighten her day and just his reaction to it made her smile, even more, it was cute. She knows that her partner wasn’t the social type of person, however, seeing that he starting to improve bit by bit least its progress which was impressive.
Honestly, she didn’t mind being with him in the least as just being around him gave her comfort and she doesn’t mind if he still hides in his spaces since she also too find it comfortable but that what makes him unique. Her eyes lit up as soon as he spoke though, she never actually done something like it before so it was new to you. ❝If it’s no trouble for you at all, then sure.❞ Smiling even more as she held her plushy more she gave a small nod to what he said. She was glad that he liked the name she has giving to it there, it was hard coming up with it though.
❝I’m glad you liked it then,I don’t know what your favorite sweet was so I kinda had to improvise but I’m glad it turned out well. Yeah, it’s dark chocolate I tried not to make it too rich in flavor. ❞ Giving a small nod and hum into her words there and to his ones too. Making sweets and the such is one of her strong points plus she grew up seeing her mother makes them too-in fact speaking of sweets…. ❝You’re right about that there though it wasn’t much of a problem to me making it. In fact, it was fun for me. I don’t really mind making them if you enjoy them then that matters most to me-in fact speaking of sweets, when is it your birthday Hijirihara-san?❞ He never actually told her much about himself actually so this is a start.
“I wouldn’t mind.” Hijirihara reassures her in a moment – it was surprising for him to agree so quickly, but? Honestly, he liked his creative hobbies too. And teaching her how to make them while showing her the process of making the next one? He wouldn’t mind. It would be nice, even. Though, he would ether have to figure out if she’d let him come to where she stayed or bring all the supplies to the office. His house was… ah, unpresentable.
Though he was starting to wonder if he should make the next one a red-ish color, so that she might name it “ R O S E “. Though he was a little too awkward to bring up that he knew the game she was referencing.
He wasn’t much of a gamer, but he’d once had a friend who had those hobbies. So? He dabbled into those sorts of activities from time to time. “… dark chocolate was perfect. I prefer a bitter chocolate.” Hijirihara says, smiling just a little bit more. If anyone saw him right now – at his desk, acting like a normal human being, smiling? They wouldn’t believe it. But, these were the little ways he was willing to compromise with his partner to try to make her happy too. “Though, white chocolate has it’s… charms as well. In small quantities.” Cookies-n-cream flavors were particularly good.
“I didn’t know… that you enjoyed making things like that. I’ll keep that in mind.” Perhaps he could try to find her a candy-mold… he’d keep that in mind for other possible gifts. “… my birthday? Ah, well…” With that, Takumi Hijirihara stops for a minute. He doesn’t usually go into detail on himself, but? Given how long they’ve been partners… perhaps it was time he shaped up about that. “Ah… October. October 20th.”
The baseline of threads for the timeline of SDR2. So? Threads based on the Mutual Killing Game will use this, usually.
( Spoilers for SDR2 and DR3:Despair/Future/Hope ) ;; One of the many students brought to the Island for the Neo World Program. At the very least, that’s what everyone is meant to believe – While in truth? Chiaki is a created program based on everyone’s cognitive thoughts on someone who would be best at helping them all. She is not created of the true Chiaki, and is instead made of the memories and thoughts the others had of her, even if they don’t remember her much themselves. Regardless, she is considered the “Traitor,” because she is also considered a member of the “Future Foundation” and is meant to guide them all into recovery. Usami’s sister.
At first, a quiet high schooler just trying to go through school – after all, she’d rather be gaming, she eventually found out that gaming was also a good way to interact with others and make friends. Something she took to rather happily, actually. Cheerful, though still quite, the Ultimate Gamer was chosen to be the representative of the class eventually. And? Acted as something of a focal point of “hope” for the rest of her classmates. In general? She’s just a shy nerd who wants to make friends. After all: Sometimes, it’s nice to have a player two~
With Monokuma and AI Junko defeated from the get go, the rehabilitation of the former Remnant’s of Despair can happen without much trouble. So? To help them all make memories, bonds, and help them form hope? The lot of them are put through a lot of silly little events and group bonding experiences. Chiaki is there to help move the rehabilitation on, after all! That’s what she’s there for! And, honestly, she’s happy to do so. She’s happy to do anything she can to help her friends. ( Even if she won’t be able to leave with the rest of them, she’ll be happy just as long as they don’t forget her. )
Somehow, having survived the “Death Game” put together by Junko Enoshima, Chiaki woke up to the world in disarray. Her classmates had fallen to despair. The world was falling apart. And, because of the seriousness of her injuries… it had taken her some time to wake up. And? By the time she had, in a coma, she had been brought to Future Foundation. ( When she recovered and actually started getting the lay of the land, she became a member of the 7th Branch. ) However? When the Remnant’s of Despair were brought it, and when Naegi did what he did – she was quick to go along with them. ( “They’re my classmates! Please, let me help you! Let me help them!” )
Built to help save the others, she tried to do just that - Absorbing the virus data that she found forming inside the Neo World Program, before it could fully form. Unfortunately, this formed a stream of “RED DATA,” overwriting her initial programming. Instead of wanting to save them, she now has only one goal - Keep her classmates here. Forever. No matter what. Anyone trying to leave, would be considered a traitor. “I built this paradise for you, to help you, and this… this… this! This is how you treat me! You traitors!”
There is no game. Chiaki has no interest in any game. Any battle. She is data and given the data put into her unstable programming, she can manipulate the remaining data at will - The only thing the others on the outside were able to block her from, was being able to directly manipulate the data that made up the consciousness’ of those who were supposed to be receiving help. If your in this program, you’ll have to try very hard, very sneakily, to get out - because she’s not going to make it easy.
Chiaki Nanami is a member of the Light Elven breed. A type of elf that is famous for a few things – one? They are a breed of all female elven folk. They have never had anyone who is full Alven who is a male. Two? They are famous for guarding treasures, and making near games of watching over them. Enticing strangers to play their games and – to this day? Always, always losing. ( After all: other breeds, humans included, are only allowed to marry a member of the Weisse Frauen if they beat them in their game and capture their treasure. )
Chiaki has only just become old enough to have obtained her treasure. However? Unsure of whether she wants to marry or not – or even what sort of game she wants to do? She thought it would be wise to surround herself with other members of the Folk, to try to get some original ideas.
Traits of her breed include perpetually pale skin – and yet? Being entirely unable to see any of the veins in her arms, or through her skin at all. Her ears, which are harshly pointed. And the fact that she literally glows in the dark. ( And yet: At night, that’s all her body can do. She has no other access to her magic during the nighttime. )
he who wears the THICKEST ARMOR
is often the MOST FRAGILE.
Having been trained from a young age to be a very effectent sorcerer, he is Touma’s “wage slave” - doing anything he’s told to get a quick buck. He’s quick to beg or give compliments and such in hopes of receiving free things, though he has a soft spot for his friends and such, it doesn’t make him any less stingy.
He is one of the members of C3 specifically sent out to hunt subclass. He is very strong and a little reckless. Formerly? Mikuni’s partner.
Having chosen to take the deal with the “Mother of Wrath” and become her eve, things became more complicated - after all, he has never been allowed to thin for himself. And this leads to to some confusion and... conflict with his “family,” Touma. After everything was said and done, Tsurugi isn’t part of C3 anymore in this verse - however? He also don’t know what to do without them.
Nor how to live with himself with some of the choices he’d left out of his own hands... but the guilt bears down on him relentlessly.
( Side note! My “Wrath” for this verse is: “ @chiicxne “! So whenever I reference Wrath, specifically as “Wendy” in my threads - it’s for our shared “Wrath Pair”. :’3 )
( under construction - based off of resent spoilers! )
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A breath of a laugh slips past, despite the priestess’ best efforts to retain a pouting face. Though Isanami is always somewhat of an open book, she had thought that she retained some ability to keep a straight face when she wanted, especially to try and trick people, but alas… some things never change. Perhaps she’s just fine with that too, seeing the teasing smile upon the blonde’s lips.
❛ Fineeee — ❜ The word is drawled out in protest. ❛ You’re right, I wouldn’t. Hmmpphh. I’ll hone my ignoring-Ana-skills then! If I said I was scared of you, then I wouldn’t win! ❜ She huffs, allowing the taller woman to release her smaller body. Smoothing out the wrinkles off her kimono, Isanami tilts her head in curiosity. Still, she gives no hesitation in moving. As soon as the hand is offered, the priestess slips her hand into Ana’s, lacing their fingers together and swinging it playfully.
Wherever the other wanted to go, she’d follow, of course. Still, she can’t help the retort that decides to jab at Ana once more: ❛ What reputation? Far as I know, Ana’s the fluffiest and softest person I ever know. ❜ Letting out another ‘hmph’, Isanami grins shortly after. ❛ Unless Ana wants to compete with certain people for a different reputation. Let’s see… there’s the ‘I’m-Too-Good-For-You’ reputation, and the ‘Everyone-Annoys-Me-So-I-Only-Frown’ reputation…. oh! There’s also the hard to obtain, ‘Imma-Yell-Bad-Words-Every-Other-Second reputation! ❜
A cheeky smile follows. ❛ But eh, I digress. The only Ana I know is this one, even if she tries to scare me. I like winning. It’s fun. ❜ Unspoken would be the question of where they would go, but Isanami has no complaints, therefore, she’ll expect for it to be revealed one way or another.
“Is that truly a skill you want to hone, my dear Isa-chan?” After all – if she learned to ignore Anastasia too well, Ana would be able to sneak up on her with her ninja skills all over again. The cycle would continue forever. “Truly? I thought you’d want to hone your ability to sense me before I arrived~”
Did she need to tease her? Absolutely. Though, once they had their hands interlocked, she could only smile. Squeezing Isanami’s hand reassuringly – and marveling to herself at how warm the simple contact was. As someone who was used to being alone a lot ( even when she was around others . . . ), little things like this could be vaguely overwhelming for her. But, she liked them all the same.
However, as the tiny BRAVE of DARKNESS teases her, Anastasia just smiles & laughs. Fluffiest and softest person she knew? Truly? She wouldn’t argue it. Instead, she just leans against the other slightly – making sure their shoulders touched. “And whose fault would it be, if I’d gained any sort of reputation like that? I’ll have to make the culprit take responsibility for that sort of rumor, you know.” She murmurs – half whispers, in the others ear. However, listening to her describe the others – well, that made her laugh. Startling her a little, honestly. Isanami was so blunt and honest, she could literally imagine some of their faces as the other spoke. “Oh goodness… the more I think of it, the more people fall into those categories.” Even Anastasia could have been in the “frowning” one for the beginning part of returning to the B R A V E S.
However, being around her smaller friend had cured her of that affliction. “Except… that last one. That’s Kamanosuke exclusive, I do believe.”
However – with that, Anastasia was leading her on her little adventure. In fact, Anastasia had come to snatch the priestess into following her: She’d prepared a bit of a bento picnic lunch elsewhere, and? The more they’d come to spend time with one another, the less times Anastasia actually asked before doing anything. She would just snatch up her small DARKNESS friend whenever convenient. “Well, then~” She starts, chuckling a little. “If you like winning, you’re headed down the right path.” She explains, winking once, as she continues to lead them.
It would be a little bit until they arrived. Anastasia had set up near a river, because it was pretty – and? Being a protective Kunoichi, like she was, it was also so she could defend them if something came up last minute. Unlikely, but? She wouldn’t throw them in a situation where they would be defenseless. Isanami meant way to much to her to risk her being abducted again or something along those lines…
After meeting up with his birth family, Corrin couldn’t help but want to stay by their side - this was his family too, right? This was the land he was meant to have grown up with. These where the siblings he had been forcefully taken away from. This was his birthright.
It broke his heart to turn away from the family that raised him - but taking up his Hoshidian name, Kamui, he steels his heart and does his absolute best to protect his family. Both sides, if he can help it... but there is no saving everyone. And though he never meant for his returning home to hurt his adopted family as well... he knows that he’s caused them unnecessary grief.
Having decided to return with his adoptive siblings back to Nohr - after all! They may not be his blood siblings, but they’ve always been his family. But, despite this logic making perfect sense to him, it appears the king is enraged by his return.
He can’t put his finger on it. He’s unable to understand why the king is so upset by his return and continuously pushing him to “prove his loyalty” all of a sudden... But, he’s doing his best to support his family. And his family is doing their best to protect him as well.
In this verse - he’s learned that his birth name is Kamui, but usually answers to Corrin instead. His Nohrian name.
( This verse is only available upon request! I default to Birthright or Revelations usually. :’3 )
When faced with an impossible decision to pick one family or the other - Kamui makes one very important decision: He won’t chose ether side. He won’t betray ether side... and so? He and Azura make a dash for it. Leaving the area and having both sides declare him a traitor, due to his inability to chose ether side.
This eventually leads him down the path of multiple truths - things that he had never known was going on behind the scenes, and? Opens the opportunity to save all of his family, both sides, from the invisible puppet masters behind the scenes.
Fire Emblem ( crossover ) verse! To allow Kamui to interact with Fire Emblem characters from various titles. This verse is still heavily under construction!
[ Contains spoilers for NDRV3 ]
This is the verse that will be used for canon timeline / killing game variation threads! So, anything that happens within the game – whether we keep it to its canon or make a variation of it? Will likely be tagged with this one! However, due to the newness of the game? I intend to leave this purposely vague for now. Once I’m satisfied that most people have played/watched the game? I shall update this a little more properly! But, basically speaking? If they’re within one of the “KILLING GAMES,” I shall be using this tag!
A despair-less verse of the nerds going to Hope’s Peak Academy, rather than the Academy for Gifted Inmates – somewhat based off “Talent Development Plan” extra, at the end of NDRV3. In this verse, he will be going to class with the other students from his game.
Recruited for his talent (which I do know, but I will not name for now - just to keep people from being spoiled! ) along with the others from his class, he is a very busy fella – a bit of a traveler, he often disappears from classes for weeks at a time. To the point of the class sort of just expecting that his attendance is going to be… spotty at best. He doesn’t always open up to people, leaving himself a bit of a mystery to most, but? He’s always willing to help out if asked, and does his best to be someone his class can rely on.
The newest reincarnation of “Rantaro”, this young phoenix has decided “new life, new start,” and only recently moved to Orsus – to the point of really not having met any of his neighbors yet, because he’s still busy unpacking all of the things he decided to bring along.
Having decided to move there suddenly, he’s not entirely used to the area yet – let alone the people he’s around. Being a phoenix, he’s “immortal.” Or, at the very least, his body is? Every time his body “restarts,” or bursts into flames and returns, they don’t keep their memories… This is part of the reason he left. Having witness the death of a member of his family, and then their rebirth? He couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sadness at the loss of this “stranger,” that his body somehow recognized, even if he didn’t – not willing to go through that again? He had to leave his family behind. This way, he could truthfully have a fresh start.
Rantaro, despite being a phoenix, has no control over fire. Instead – this incarnation’s powers have all been poured into his natural healing ability. Due to that, he’s begun working at the clinic on Orsus. ( He can, however, bring out his wings if he tries had enough. He can even turn entirely into his “bird-like” form. ) He has no visible tells, due to the rarity of his species.
❝Hey,Hijirihara-san. Thank you for the plushy you, I really love it and its the best gift anyone ever gave me too. I even gave him a name too!❞ She was still holding it in his arms aonce she decided to bring it to work and leave it on her desk when doing the reports there,plus it was too adorable to leave home.
When his PARTNER arrives, Hijirihara looks up – once again,surprisingly, at his desk. He really was doing his ABSOLUTE best. He still wasn’tthe best at being business only. Especiallygiven that he was quirkier then most members of their DIVISION. However, itappears his cleaning up his act a little has helped him in more ways then one.Including the added BENEFIT of his partner being able to l o c a t e himsometimes.
“I’m glad you like it.” He starts, smiling ever-so-slightly. It was f a i n t. But it was there. “I’ve always sorta… enjoyed working onstuff like that. I mean, I know… there isn’t a lot of… time to use for itanymore. But…” He scratches the back of his head as he talks – his eyeswondering to the plush in her arms.
He really was very PLEASED she liked it. He’d never beenwonderful with G I F T S, so part of him had been very concerned when he’ddecided to give her a present in turn. Sure, it wasn’t typical behavior for aJapanese youth like himself to give a girl a gift on VALENTINE’s DAY. Normally,St. White’s Day would be the proper day for him to give her a gift – however?As he’d been a traveler when he’d been younger, picking up on other traditionsweren’t too surprising. He was just glad that she’d liked it, even if it hadn’tbeen given at the r i g h t time.
“Can I ask what name you gave him?” Hijirihara asks, tiltinghis head ever-so-slightly to the side. Curiosity in his voice.
He had never been very good at expressing himself. But? Hewas learning a little bit better with both visual cues and vocal ones. ASANOMISAKI was really helping the young man: Even if he was forever going to be anendless mess of quirky behavior.
… e s p e c i a l l y given his other hobby.
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This wasn’t supposed to be like this! How had things fallen apart so quickly? Lunafreya had expected this situation to be a little chaotic after all awakening the Hydraean could very well be the last thing she did. She was known for being temperamental and Lunafreya had been prepared for that. So it was no surprise that she was soaked to the bone her dress tattered as she attempted to gain control of the situation. She couldn’t break now Noctis was counting on her.
What she hadn’t expected was Ardyn to jump into the situation. She knew he would probably come for her eventually if she still carried the ring. She just hadn’t expected it to be so soon with her only just having formed a covenant with Leviathan.
When she had refused to give him the ring she had expected her death. Ardyn was dangerous after all and she knew it. He gave off that vibe. However, he did something completely unexpected. He had simply shrugged and hoisted her up and took her away. No, this wasn’t what she had wanted. She was finally going to get to see Noctis again and now … where was he even going to take her?
"Put me down, I can walk by myself.“
Although, Lunafreya doubted he would listen he probably expected her to run the second she could and he wasn’t exactly wrong. However, she wasn’t going to just pick a direction and take off. That would be absolutely foolish on her part.
“Do you truly believe that is often how ‘hostage’ situations work, my lady Oracle?”
The mocking words left the man’s mouth with an obvious smile. It was a funny thought – that she was asking to be put down, when he’d clearly snatched her up for a reason. The idea of KILLING her had been a realistic one. It would have been easy to snatch up the R I N G from her corpse, or he could have propelled things into motion by acting out in front of the . . . still immature prince.
It would have worked out alright that way. He wasn’t sure what had caused him to change his plan of action. Or why he’d thought this would work out for the better.
“If I put you down right now, you’d attempt to leave – and that wouldn’t get… pretty. I would likely have to break your legs to keep you from running, no? So would you rather be carried? Or dragged?” The words, the question, sounded a m u s e d. What would she say from her position? Hoisted upon his shoulder like a sack of potatoes? “I can at least give you that option, I suppose.” He adds, with a hum…
Today was turning into a rather ( INTERESTING ) day, to say the least.
( This would be the canon timeline! ) Basically everything that happened while Garry and Ib where trapped inside of the artwork trying to find their way out - their lives are dependent on the number of rose petals they have, and Garry? Well, he sees things a little differently around here then Ib does.
Some of it comes down to rational paranoia in situations like this... other parts are just him being a little bit cowardly. But? Trying hard on behalf of helping young Ib. He wants to be someone she can rely on...
Having survived their crazy adventure and returned to the real world - somehow Ib was able to trigger his memories to return. At first it’d been a bit hazy, but Ib was able to pull him out of it. Nowadays he tries to keep in contact with her even still. Though, he often worries about the impression he’s making... he doesn’t just want to lose the friend he’d made through their shared chaos.
A piece of “ARTWORK” from within the world - this “Garry” works to take the others place when given the chance to. This can ether be inside the gallery, or having been able to trick Ib into leaving with it, instead of the real one. He is different then the real Garry - having little to no fear, because it’s not really alive. So? It doesn’t respond to things the same - though it does try to from time to time, these responses seem “scripted” and unrealistic.
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