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[viviskull]

Huh, the days just keep getting shorter and shorter, don’t they?  You always recoil whenever his name is spoken to you, no matter how hard it is to recall his features you’ve forgotten all those years ago.  How was remembering that fateful date any different?  4/20, the damned year of 2012, the day where everything crumbled around you..

.. It looks like you might have to hide to keep yourself from reliving these memories again.  Who knows if he’s still out there, still watching you?

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[viviskull]

How horny are you?

"Eh, now isn't that a bit extra? I mean.. I'm not thaaaat bad. Right?"

"I'm.."

"... not even going to comment on that."

"Hehe, what are the odds with this one?"

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[viviskull]

Anonymous | Accepting

F - Food: Do they believe certain foods can be aphrodisiacs? If so what foods are like that for them? Do they like using food in the bedroom or is it too messy? (For Lewis and Mushi!)

((Does Lewis believe certain foods can be aphrodisiacs? Not really, no. But if it's something you're into and it helps get you in the mood, he would be more than willing to indulge you with a few of his fattening sweets as a form of foreplay. He's fed his lil Vivi a few times some of his cupcakes at her request just to plump her up a little, but he does try to keep it clean since he's never in the mood to clean the blankets right after when the icing spills onto the bed sometimes though.))

((Since Mushi comes from a family where they have to eat a lot to keep their strength up and their power to its full potential? As much as she won't admit it to another soul now, but in her younger years when she'd been married to her shapeshifting fox... She's had her fair share of Mystery feeding her plenty of black raspberries and pine nuts during foreplay when they had to fuck for the sake of marriage appearances. When you're someone who has to battle a lot and don't have a lot of free time to reproduce with your hubby? Her sex drive was often pretty low to begin with, so having some berries or nuts around tended to help get her in the mood when her remaining relatives were asking about their future grandkids.

If she had to choose eating in bed? She'd prefer to keep things tidy. Nut shells were common to have on the floor after a long session, and she would often sweep up the floorboards clean just to keep cockroaches out.))

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((Made some more mystery icons because ma boi needed more love!!))

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@cflight​​ : x

“Mph…” Lips curl within the kiss, a laugh managing to make its way through before quickly regaining its air of sensual tension. Hooves curl inward, and Ekira purrs, feeling the hair on the back of their neck stand up as they let out a pleading whine, leaning deeper into the kiss while practically begging Vivi for more.

The instant Vivi heard her beloved’s soft whimpers echo against the warm hum of her lips, two icy hands impulsively slither up underneath the back of the Bard’s worn out vest to ever so generously pull the other in closer by their hips.  Her fingers rise up ever so slightly against their wooly coat, the gently weaving of her digits entangling themselves into the messy curls of their fur; scratching them with a familiar edging tease of her nails.  Within the comfort of her lap as they practically had her pinned against the mossy bark of an overgrown weeping willow, the homey musk of her sweater was intoxicating to breathe in between the dame’s hungry kisses stealing their every breath.  Unlike how it almost always seemed her frame was cursed to be draped within the chill of her Mother Winter’s embrace, it often took just one spark of her lips to leave a toasty buzz to forget her cool edge.  Her hot breath tickled against Ekira’s cheeks.  Vivi’s lips tasted like the sugary, electric cherry chapstick she’d always put on in the morning; even then it couldn’t help smother it down when her taste buds still had the lingering crumbles of her latest afternoon snack.

Goodness, if Vivi hadn’t dragged them down into this hiding spot for a bit of fun?  Maybe they should go out on these walks with her way more often.  There wasn’t a day left sore whenever that mischievous glint flashed across her eyes like this.  With being cradled into her lap, it all seemed they both were the only ones left in this quiet lush of their own little paradise.  Even if it’s only for just a little, when she had them all to herself.

But as much as this moment could last forever, the dame has to pull her head up for a breath of air.  Her heart pounds rapidly in her chest, and you could just practically feel it trying to escape her ribcage the moment her arms slither about to hold you snug in her hold.  Vivi’s tongue lazily peeks out just a bit from her mouth, a hot puff of air already makes way to hit the cool fall air.  “Ho.. Hold on a.. Hold on a sec…”  She pants out.  With a pause, she instinctively swallows some of the accidental spit that pooled in her mouth, already wiping some off her cheek that managed to drip out from the corner of her lips.  “.. I.. I need a moment to catch my breath, ah goodness..!”

Huh, like you’re one to talk, Vi!  You’re the one that got them all riled up with your senseless teasing back up the trail.  “I.. can’t hold my breath as much.. as much as I used to back then.”  She wheezes out.  “Goodness… Did ya eat some of my sweets again?”

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@lambfated​ : x

ah, now this was a pleasant surprise…the lamb had not been expecting to hear such poignant words come from a complete and total stranger. looking up towards the other with a rather knowing expression, they nod, a clear gesture of reciprocation offered in response.

“we could not have said it better ourselves, stranger…”

“for we have always been drawn to the night sky. is it the same for you, as well?”

they are quite curious to hear her answer, now…after all, there is a familiar sort of energy in the way that she holds herself. perhaps the two of them might share more common ground, yet?

Although familiar this homey energy had been perceived, about the air it felt fickle with a strange, wavering interference that couldn’t exactly pin itself down; like a fuzzy, heavy set of static that was almost being muffled by thick cotton.  Soft as she may have outer appeared, this dame held herself with a self-reliant regard in her straighten stature, even if it seemed as a conscious choice or not on her part.  In her hands, a glimmering, lavender colored crystallite lit up the pale whites and blues of her features and wooly clothes, making her contrast against the dark shades of the night as she basked them both in the vibrant crystal’s light.  Vivi offers the little lamb a youthful smile, being a gentle distinction beneath the weighted posture she took to rest her back against the bark of an ancient looking weeping willow.  Perhaps weighed down by something much more, but the years haven’t seemed to have caught up with them just yet.

“I wouldn’t have said it better myself, with all the pals I’ve spent on these long midnights with, either.”  She answers back with a faint shrug of her slumped shoulders.  A light, cool breeze blows against them both, allowing a light pour of leafs to fly past them as the wind blows some of the azure hair out of the investigator’s face.  Autumn has always been the crispiest, when it came to hearing all the little critters scampering about the forest floor, when the cold air was just starting to settle in.  “There’s always been a bit of freedom in these late, quiet hours of the dark.  Normally I don’t find someone on my walks in this part of the forest to fill in the dull silence of the night though.”  With a slight tilt of her head, she looks the other down with a reflective inquisitive look that could match the lamb’s own.

One leg is crossed over another with the way she’s leaned against the tree’s trunk.  “Would ya like to entertain me a bit by accompanying me through the thick of these woods, if not for a lil chat, Wanderer?”  She asks.  “Ya seem like quite an interesting character to find yourselves in this side of the woods.  I don’t think I’ve met someone who’s been eager to travel this far, anyways.”

“The name’s Vivi, by the way.”  She offers out her free hand with the intent to shake theirs.  “What’s yours?”

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@makima-s-most-smile​ | Accepting

Stinky (Reverb)

Grumpy (Shiromori)

Hyper (Vivi)

Anxious (Arthur)

Big (Lewis)

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@eathandhax​ : x

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Hey what are you— ❞

They exclaim, finding themself pulled into a tight hug, arms somewhat pinned to their sides as they stand there rather awkwardly. Wide eyes keep shifting between looking around the room to the ghost currently hugging them.

It wasn’t as if they didn’t like hugs- they usually loved them. They love closeness, physical touch, but this hug had come so out of the blue- and so suddenly after they were caught writing that letter.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Lewis? W-Why are you— ❞

They gulp the words, feeling a pressure build behind their eyes, emotions flooding in despite their attempts to fight them off. The length of the hug- still going for minutes now it seemed, making their battle against themself all the more futile.

They hadn’t been hugged like this, not in a long time, a strong long hug that grounded them, made them feel secure,

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Y-You– ❞

They wheeze, tears suddenly slipping down their cheeks as the battle is finally lost, a soft gasp, and they bring their arms up to wrap around the other’s torso. Clinging to him as they silently let the tears stream past his shoulder into the floor. Despite not being able to see their face, the way their body shakes, their breathing quick and hitched, it’s not hard to tell what they were feeling.

If you were to ask as to why he was really doing this?  This spirit wouldn’t have given you a real clear answer, much less even a simple shrug of his shoulders.  Lewis didn’t really mean to wander into their sleeping quarters like the way he did; floating right on through the open door that was left just ajar too wide, practically inviting anybody to take a peek inside.  Being tasked earlier by their companion, Eath, he had originally been given the charge of helping them clean out the cabin (like dusting out cobwebs and spiders, sweeping out any dust that may’ve littered their wooden floors, and maybe even move any unpacked boxes that Eath hadn’t have the time of clearing out herself when they first claimed this seemingly abandoned cabin), and he mostly agreed to it out of part of his own quiet guilt.  After accidentally burning half of their front door down the last time he came to visit (which had also been the first time they properly met)?  He didn’t have the courage to show his face to them much beyond sending apologetic treats through Vivi, or that was up until Arthur finally pushed him out of his own funk to do something for a change through him innocently stopping by.

In all honesty, since he was given so little to do in the hopes to make up for his last blazing intrusion, he did kinda wander out on his own to explore the cabin a little (even as it seemed pretty limited in the few rooms it had to discover) if only to get himself more acquainted with its interlayout.  Sure, he shouldn’t be sticking his nose where it didn’t belong, but he was taking a large pile of books to move into the bedroom anyway.  They didn’t make a complaint when he quietly moved in.  Even when he did try to make himself scarce after he had already since settled the books onto the bed to be sorted for later, Lewis couldn’t help his gaze falling upon the with the thick journal as he drifted behind their shoulder, floating over the other’s shoulder to suffice his silent curiosity.  How was he to know Hax was in the middle of writing something extremely personal, much less something that had involved a brief entry about him and his colorful pals?  His eyes briefly glanced over their writing, no more than a small paragraph screaming his name that had coincidentally caught his eye.  There was so much heart being poured into the worn down page, it being filled with so much uncertainty being put into the text that he didn’t at all feel buzzing about this stoic Daemon moments before.

Maybe it could’ve been the urge of the moment, or even how he felt a little bit touched that they didn’t seem to hold any resentment towards him; back when they last parted, even on decent terms, he still wasn’t sure if he could’ve faced his own embarrassment again.  But something stirred in his locket, as he read their words in silence that he noticed how much endearment had been written in this intriguing letter, it had been addressed to someone of grand affection.. Yet he couldn’t shake off the quiet feeling of sorrow that flew from the page.  Someone had been lost, he could feel in his core.  Maybe it could’ve been his sympathy talking, or even if he felt he could relate in some stances in this odd circumstance.

But most of all, before he could even stop himself to think about it, Lewis made his presence known with a moving set of his arms circling about his friend; all to pull them in for an embracing hug.  Perhaps he wasn’t thinking at all.  He was only moved to bring the other close, if not more to suppress the tears at the warm fuzziness that suddenly pooled around his locket.

His arms hold themselves firm about them in an unyielding embrace, the inky colors of his dark suit wrapped about them tenderly into his snug hold.  A startling warmth waves over the other the more he holds them closely to his bulky chest.  It was strange, sure.  They never spoke much beyond the few letters he wrote for them and Eath, yet still it was far and in between the many sweets he sent.  But still, he was compelled to offer the other comfort, if only just a little.  Attempting to rub some soothing circles into their back as he nearly loomed over them (despite that, he still had to crouch just a little to properly hug them), all he could muster then was a low, acknowledging hum.

“.. I know.”  He whispers then.  “It.. just seemed like you needed this a.. a lot right now.”

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@eathandhax​ : x

|| 💛 ||: ❝ You know, you’d think after having to duck through this door literally every time I come here that I would’ve noticed this by now. ❞

They mutter, lightly flicking the offending plant they also nearly run their face directly into before turning their gaze back downward to their friend. Offering a somewhat crooked smile as they lean down slightly, enough so that their head wasn’t brushing the doorframe,

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Well, it is tradition, darling. Do you want like– a cheek kiss or a forehead kiss? ❞

Course they could go for the full on kiss, but they weren’t… entirely sure how Vivi felt about that.

If you think about it?  Vivi should’ve also been wise enough to remember seeing Arthur hanging the mistletoe above the daemons’ cabin door entrance, being nothing more than a silly prank for the winter holidays, just a few days prior.  But, since the cabin was pretty compact with all the gang showing up to bring some leftover Christmas dinner, there wasn’t much of a place for her to sit in the living room when her husbands and dog hogged the couch alongside Eath.  Well, what could you do but get coincidentally moved to the one spot the others were avoiding for the entire slapped together party?  If not to make it worse, Vivi luck always had a knack for shoving her into the most unusual spots to spark some strange situations into her already bizarre life.

Even if that good luck often got her shooting at her own foot sometimes, too.

Acting like she did kinda expected this, given the way everyone was all doing their own thing with eating or even joining in to play the board game Lewis brought in, the dame shifts away from her passive station; moving off the doorframe she had once leaned her back upon.  In that instant, as she allows her once folded arms to drop to her sides, a light, acknowledging hum escapes the dame with a shrug.  “Eh, it beats standing here turning to stone while watching the others screw around playing Yahtzee.”  She takes a casual stride into her companion’s space, a cold hand already slithers up to claim itself a spot onto Hax’s shoulder.  “Though, I do hope ya don’t mind me stealing this then.”

Without skipping a single beat to even answer her pal’s inquiry, that once lingering palm swiftly snatches the other by their shirt collar to yank them downward from their comfortable halfway lean to suddenly pull them in to crouch down to her level in an instant.  Where was the fun of getting a kiss when you probably had to get up on your tippy toes anyway?  If she was gonna get any fun out of this quiet winter holiday, Vivi might as well entertain herself if the others weren’t letting her join in on the game.

An unexpected feeling of a burning warmth quickly spreads across Hax’s lips the second the dame bumped her head into theirs.  Unlike how the rest of her skin often felt like the Winter Gods always stole her everyday body heat, Vivi’s soft lips felt like a summer’s kiss.  Maybe it could’ve been the blueberry tart lip gloss that made it taste so sugary and sweet, or even the hot touches of her breath tickling against the other’s cheeks, too.  But, coming just as it went, Vivi only allowed them a few seconds to take in this sudden warmth before she’d briskly pull away; all alongside a hearty giggle to follow suit.  A mischievous grin already makes itself known upon the investigator’s features the moment she gives the other a playful wink.

“Ya know, I always preferred a third option for these types of things.”  Vivi gives the other a poke to their nose before she fully pulls herself away to retreat.  “It is a tradition after all!”

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@flicker-bot​ | Accepting

HONESTY– What kinds of small lies do they tell others? What lies do they tell themselves? What is the biggest lie they’ve told? (main three!)

1) A little lie she tells others?  She says she’s getting help for her own emotional baggage, but really she isn’t.  The most she’s done is ignore her problems, stuffing them so far into her head that it’s just weighing down on her shoulder, and she works to try and muffle it out as far as she’s considered.  She hadn’t gone to someone to more deal with them like through therapy, and she’d rather not deal with her own issues if she can help it.

2) Lies they tell themselves?  The pain is only temporary.

3) Biggest lie they told?  “Where do you go when you’re gone?”  “Home.”

1) A little lie for others?  Yeah, he’s doing okay.  Being a ghost doesn’t really bother him too much, but there are times where he yearns for the previous life he never got to fully live; like living it with his friends, getting married, and having kids.  Alive as a father.  He resents his death majorly, but he keeps that pain away from the others since he doesn’t like dealing with it himself.

2) Lies they tell themselves?  He can do this.

3) Biggest lie they told?  “It’ll only hurt a little?”

1) A little lie for others?  “I.. made this arm after I lost my real one in a car crash.”   He doesn’t like to get into the details of how he actually lost his arm, much less does he know how he fully lost it himself; even when the reminder of dread lingers with his metal prosthetic.  He doesn’t like to think about it anyways, besides it being a reminder of Lewis dying somehow.

2) Lies they tell themselves?  “I’m good enough.”

3) Biggest lie they told?  ".. Yeah, I’m alright with it.”

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@electricea​ : Continued from here

“…Yeah, it doesn’t look like the sort of place that gets many visitors,” If anything, at all.  Though this part he kept to himself as he didn’t want to add to Vivi’s hurt about this place.  There was always something undeniably sad about seeing a once cherished place fall into disarray - like watching an old childhood playground slowly become abandoned - the sandbox becoming full of dirt and old garbage over time, rather than the joyful footsteps of children running across it - the playground equipment itself rusting over time due to neglect.  Perhaps what was saddest of all was that these things never happened overnight but it almost always seemed to be a slow gradual process - watching less and less people turn up, less and less signs that there had ever been people visiting there in the first place.  Eventually, it seemed to reach a place not unlike they were now - if there were very few visitors, if any at all - coming back to remember what had once been.  “That’s kind of reassuring in a way, isn’t it? The fish will always be here to greet you - they’re taking care of this place for you.”

That might have been an idealistic way of looking at him but he hoped that it was still a comforting one for her, nevertheless.  Really, there was little he could say or do regarding this place - as he didn’t share her sentimental memories or attachment to this place - but he could still sympathize with the feeling, nevertheless.  There were times when he wondered about his own favorite childhood spots, back home in Hokkaido.  Were they still standing? Did people still enjoy them? Had they fallen into disrepair like this place here? The lack of knowing was saddening but in a sense, he also felt that maybe it would be best not to know - to remember them as he had loved them and cherished them.  Though, he had the added benefit of being pretty far away from them.  Vivi didn’t seem to have that luxury.

Sitting back a little he tried to imagine what this place must have been like in its heyday - for one thing, probably a lot more trees still standing, potentially a bigger pond.  Going to places like that, he had almost half expected to hear the sounds of frogs croaking and just the sounds of nature and water all around him - not unlike his favorite fishing spots.  Yet as he sat here, mulling this all over, there was nothing but silence - almost no reminders that there was any other life here, at all - hell if Vivi hadn’t pointed out the fish, he likely wouldn’t have noticed them himself.

Still in its heyday, this place must have been a popular place for people - maybe even children - to go fishing, to hunt for frogs and bugs, even just to sit and enjoy the pond.  He’d been drawn to the docks for a similar reason - just enjoying looking out over the clear blue water - in a way, it almost felt like the waves were washing away his troubles and worries, along with his thoughts.

Perhaps for Vivi, it had been much of the same for her? She did seem rather fixated on the water.

“…Yeah, this kind of stuff is always is complicated, but don’t feel like you have to tell me everything about it - just begin wherever you want,” He continued, now shifting closer to her as he hoped to offer some comfort about this place.  “Is it tough seeing how much it’s changed or…?” He asked, hoping to understand what exactly was upsetting her as he still couldn’t really figure out what exactly that was or why this place seemed to be getting her so sad.  “Did you used to come here with someone or maybe whenever you were stressed about something…? Like a special place for you…?”

His brows seemed to furrow as her further comments seem to confirm just that - there had been someone who had come here with her and although she hadn’t elaborated much further that, he had a feelings that things hadn’t ended well.  “I guess that person…isn’t with you anymore?” He asked, slowly hesitantly - trying to discern if they might have been a friend who had drifted or moved away.  The worse possibility was that they might have actually passed away, which likely would have made memories of this place all the more painful to her.  He supposed it didn’t matter who it was or what had happened, though.

“Maybe, you don’t have to remember though - isn’t it better to remember this place as you loved it and visited it…? You could write about it, do art of it maybe.” He suggested, shrugging his shoulders as he tried to think.  “Do you have any old photographs of this place…? You could look at those too - just remember it as it was to you - someplace special, with someone special.”

Through the cracks in between her fingers, this time Vivi was more distracted looking down at the water again.  There’s no moves made to accept the physical closeness Ryuji had silently been offering her, but she wasn’t retracting from his comfort either.  Perhaps she didn’t want to look her friend in the eye then, or was it to hide the warm tears that were irritating her skin, too?

Yet, pausing at the odd prickle of her companion’s query, she starts with a jolt; her head drawing itself out from the hollow comfort of her cool hands.  Eyes quickly dart up to meet his.  Her hands hang in the air for a moment, the lingering warmth they sapped from her features feeling all the more alien to her senses.   Her eyes stung, but her cheeks felt even more uncomfortable at the familiar wetness of her already spilled tears.  She blinks for a moment, making the blur of her vision slightly worse with it; but it could only be ignored with a sharp sniffle then.  Already, she looks away again (only to stall a little), she sloppy wipes at a corner at one of her eyes with the edge of her sweater sleeve once more.  She sniffles again.

Her smile’s long washed away.  Yet, looking to the starry night sky, she at least seems to consider his words.  Perhaps once this old drying pond had once used to be special to her, even if only for a fleeting bit of comfort.  When she was younger, naiver, it had been her place.  Sharing it once with a close companion, but… He had long since made too many mistakes; their last parting nearly cut their lives short.  That, in some semblance of memory she still clung to, she could still feel his blood burning upon her skin.

“.. Our last meeting didn’t go so well, ya could say.”  She shrinks a tad in posture, her shoulders slump just a little, too.  “He.. As much as I feel like I’ve known them, I.. don’t have the best memory, to tell ya the truth.  Sometimes I remember them in their entirety, but other days.. I just try not to forget my team, my entire family, at least.  The only reason I remember something being in this ol’ noggin’, it’s because I have landmarks like these.”  Out of impulse, a hand wanders to a length of her scarf, she grasps it for a sense of squeezing it tight.

“It doesn’t make much too sense sometimes, I know.”  She says.  “But.. my brain’s been like this for as long as I.. Well, as I can remember, really.”

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[viviskull]

What's Peculiar About Your Soul?

Your soul is... Ancient

The death of someone such as yourself is an event rarely seen... It is a great honor to harbor such an elegantly aged soul. So much twisted wisdom contained within that pulsing, coiling mass... So many revelations, loves, losses, broken promises, rekindled hopes. You are cherished, of course... For you are a magnificently rare specimen. But the horrors you have seen live as long as you yourself, harrowing and unearthly. You are blessed. You are vexed.

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SNAP!  With one hand grabbing you by the scruff of your collar, this dame’s already picking you up like you’re a cockroach.  One hand is clutching you tightly and the other is ready to swing you into space.

“It’s shortkings first.”  Ah god what have you done.  “You look like you could go for a few swings, lad.”

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((out of context Fun Fact: Even before her ascension to Godhood, Vivi’s body is a host to countless souls of her ancestors.  Vivi is a reincarnation of her great grandmother, Mushi, and for that her soul holds a direct connection with her previous lineage who had passed away to turn into ancestral guardians for their future kin.  Alike Mushi, who’s spirit often took as her sole role to look after her descendants, these previous ancestors do have a chance to be summoned if they were ever required pull strings to keep their newest fresh kin and blood  alive.

Other times, they’ll outright possess Vivi or just take over her ice abilities for a moment to use them to give her a slight advantage in not dying instantly.  Taking this for example, if Vivi feels she’s close to getting hurt bad, her ancestors’ spirits react to her emotional state.  Acting out of love, even if she doesn’t know them, her dead family does so much to protect their babies.))

#How could I forget that!? {Fun Facts} #Ooo! You look so cool! {Vivi} #Write it down! {Canon} #A Nerd Behind a Nerd {OOC} #Icon Cred: nahusnab #((this is something I never got around to pulling out from nearly two years ago so COME EAT YOUR SOUP KIDS!!)) #((anyway once again I took a shes a collection of souls joke and made it real. Nothing is safe and vivis character becauses more DKHSFJSDF #by the hour :3))

[viviskull]

((Alike Mushi and Goldie, it is possible for other muses to summon Vivi in a dire time of need.  Vivi, after defeating the only God that held life as she knew it in balance, had become the new God Divinity of her universe (or what other worlds her magical spirit can reach) and thus making her a guardian of sorts of the people that live in our universe.  People can make shrines of worship to her, they can pray for her spirit to grant them good luck, and she can be summoned willing if a person were ever desperate for her comforting presence.  Akin to her own grandmother, Mushi, she’s a walking God that can be worked to protect those in need of her spirit; even if she doesn’t want to accept someone’s call for help.

Cults, ones that spawned when people first discovered of her existence who were once loyal to Golden String’s rule, have already tried summoning her many times in the hopes to cull her favor and use her power in the hopes for countless causes.  Yet, many fail to success on such a matter, they don’t call on her “true name” beyond her mortal name she still identifies with in the human world.  In the spirit world, she is known as the “Empress” to underworld and other magical realms.  Demons know her, most Angels don’t like her, and ghosts and spirits all around fear the chaos she often brings in her waking path. 

For friends, if known of this name, she protects those she holds dearest to her forgotten heart.  She’s a guide to those that depend on her, and that role carries off into her Divinity role.  For that, that is her true name and calling.))

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[viviskull]

The ground shifted and turned black as a portal of ink erupted from the ground. A massive figure started to crawl out of the portal as it loomed about over 7ft tall. then suddenly it started to shake off the extra Ink like a wet dog causing some to go everywhere. It was soon to reveal another Lewis, different from the norm that's for sure. He observed the new place he traveled into as it was very "Different". "O̴̪͘ȟ̶̟.̴̗̓.̷̥͊.̵̦̆t̸̘̊ḩ̴̈i̷̊ͅs̶̨̈́ ̴̮͋ī̵̘s̵̹̉ ̷̭͝n̷̺͒o̷̖̽ẗ̸́͜ ̴̣̌ẗ̵̪h̴̪̎ẹ̷̕ ̸̭̍s̸̝̋t̴̮͘ū̵̢d̶̻͐ỉ̷̹o̴͚̓.̸͔̂.̶̡̅.̷̦̑" He looked and noticed the mess. "O̷h̶ ̸n̸o̵!̴ ̵I̵'̷m̶ ̵s̵o̵r̸r̴y̶!̸.̵.̶.̸T̴-̸t̶h̸i̷s̵ ̴i̶s̸ ̶a̵ ̶H̸o̸r̸r̴i̵b̴l̷e̵ ̴f̴i̷r̴s̶t̴ ̶i̵m̶p̸r̷e̷s̷s̴i̶o̷n̷" he apologized.

(Ink-Lewis) || (First time meeting & icebreakers)

(( @ink-lewis ))

Huh, this wasn’t really close to how she was expecting her usual demon summoning session to go.  Beyond maybe being covered in an embarrassing amount of dark goo that probably might take her a couple days to clean off her sweater, she was however anticipating more of an explosion honestly.  But even then, maybe having some weird black goop staining her walls would’ve been better than replacing all her old furniture.  Again.  However, even then, she couldn’t help how her body kinda stiffened at all the jet black sludge that clung to her clothes and bits of her cheeks.

Still, whilst gripping her now messy notes and pen she still held in her hands, Vivi slowly looked up from where she sat to find the tall culprit of her troubles standing in the middle of her summoning circle.  She blinks once in that instant.  If it weren’t for the fact that her candles hadn’t burnt out from the sudden downpour of strange muck, she might’ve realized just now how unprepared she’d come to protecting herself against such a beefy creature; her candles protective barrier still held strong in that moment.  Plus, much more to her own luck, whoever her spirit managed to yank from another dimension, this one demon (or more or less a spirit perhaps) at least appears to be polite!  For now, mustering every bit of energy she still had to not grimace at her own mucky state, the dame manages a decent smile to perk up upon her features.  Her eyebrows raise up just a little, if only to allow a tiny speck of her surprise to shine through.

 “Huh..!”  She accidentally blurted aloud.  “I didn’t think I’d actually get another answer tonight after another one of your buddies bluntly cursed me out.”  In that instant, Vivi seemed to pause at her own words.  “The.. explosion of this goo is new though.”

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