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[defectedsources]

✎ ( 911 PILOT EPISODE STARTERS. )

a roleplay meme of quotes from the pilot episode of the first responder drama 911. WILL CONTAIN POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING QUOTES. do not steal or repost. FOR REBLOGGING ONLY.

❛ don’t worry. he’s gonna be alright. ❜ ❛ you said if i got to you in five minutes, you would be all mine. ❜ ❛ someone punch you in the face? ❜ ❛ let’s not ruin everything by actually getting to know each other. ❜ ❛ we’re living in a golden age. ❜ ❛ this woman is so far outta my league , but she’s just once-in-a-lifetime. ❜ ❛ when was the last time you ran into , or jumped into anything? ❜ ❛ i’m telling you , the uniform is a major aphrodisiac. ❜ ❛ wash your hands! we don’t know where they’ve been. ❜ ❛ this is not a family. it’s not a clubhouse. ❜ ❛ see the fire. put out the fire. the rest is blah blah. ❜ ❛ the system , and the rules are not arbitrary. ❜ ❛ you know you’re not helping him by going easy on him. ❜ ❛ he just needs a little direction. ❜ ❛ i’ll remind you that after he gets you killed. ❜ ❛ i’ll race you! ❜ ❛ race yourself rambo. ❜ ❛ who’s rambo? ❜ ❛ okay first of all , that’s awful. ❜ ❛ stand back. i got this! ❜ ❛ try to find some common sense while you’re down there. ❜ ❛ don’t we need a warrant or something? ❜ ❛ do i look like i’m asking you to make an arrest? ❜ ❛ let’s do this. ❜ ❛ it’s not working! ❜ ❛ nobody held the elevator? ❜ ❛ come on , i’m twice as fast! ❜ ❛ you’re gonna be okay. you’re gonna be great. ❜ ❛ hospital eta five minutes! ❜ ❛ there’s nothing more we can do. ❜ ❛ we did our jobs very well today. ❜ ❛ you do not get to choose who lives and who dies. ❜ ❛ you’re gonna get someone killed. ❜ ❛ i promise you , the next time you screw up. it’ll be your last. ❜ ❛ get in the truck. ❜ ❛ dude , as far as i’m concerned , the world began the day i was born. ❜ ❛ oh my god! I’m gonna start calling you snake-ipedia! ❜ ❛ why don’t i just punch it in the face? ❜ ❛ it’s not some guy at an el torito happy hour! ❜ ❛ we don’t have time for this! ❜ ❛ why is that always the first option for you white-boy , macho tough guys? ❜ ❛ guys i’m totally gonna take credit for this. it’s gonna get me laid for a week. thank you. ❜ ❛ i’m gonna skip the part where the two idiots flirt. ❜ ❛ um , did you follow me here? ❜ ❛ all that stuff weighs you down. it slows you down. ❜ ❛ if we lose a couple seconds , people die. ❜ ❛ don’t do this to me. ❜ ❛ for what it’s worth , everyone thinks it sucks. ❜ ❛ you got some skills. just not a lot of discipline. ❜ ❛ you’ve got to be kidding me. ❜ ❛ i need a favor. ❜ ❛ i’ll have something for you in less than five. ❜ ❛ all right. no heroics. don’t go chasin waterfalls. ❜ ❛ i don’t know what that means. ❜ ❛ you can’t go in there right now. ❜ ❛ i know what this looks like. ❜ ❛ you’re giving me another chance? ❜ ❛ you were right to fire me. ❜ ❛ so are we talking again? ❜ ❛ i think i’m not fired. ❜ ❛ your shifts not over yet. ❜

#roleplay memes #roleplay prompt #roleplay meme #rp meme #rp prompt #thread starters #ask memes #rp prompts #911 memes #911 rp memes #911 roleplay memes #first responder memes #911 rp prompts #911 roleplay prompts

[thegodsmustbelying]

It was relatively quiet on the meteor, aside from the buzzing of a few monitors and the clicky-clack of keyboards. I mean, after everything, everyone really just needed a break to calm down; forgive and forget and all that.

Myka on the other hand was tending to Karkat’s needs, and constant rambling to the whereabouts of his Moirail. The human figures she’d just take the upper hand and message the clown.

- brutishCourtesan [BC] began pestering terminallyCapricious [TC] -

[BC]: hey gamy! :)

[BC]: karkat won’t shut about where you are, would you mind coming out?

[BC]: where ever you are? lol

Gamzee had been holding himself up in his room for the past few days to avoid accidentally yelling or hurting someone's feelings. He had decided to go sober, and when he had told his most wicked of diamonds this, he had been met with nothing but scorn and ridicule, so he had decided to deal with it alone. Despite how bad of an idea that was..

Hearing the ping of his husktop, he turned to look at the icon that showed on his screen, and quietly, taking a moment to gather his thoughts and feelings, he started typing out a reply, slowly but surely, hunting each letter down.

[TC]: Oh, ShIt, HeY mYkA! :o) [TC]: i DuNnO iF tHaT's A gOoD iDeA, mY wIcKeD sIsTeR. I'm ThReE dAyS oFf ThE pIe AnD aIn'T tOo SuRe HoW i'M gOnNa Be ArOuNd ThE oThErS.

[TC]: bUt... I tHiNk I cAn MaKe An ApPeArAnCe FoR a LiTtLe BiT.

[TC]: .... tElL kArKaT tHaT hE aIn'T gOtTa WoRrY aBoUt Me, PlEaSe.

#replies #thread replies #thread starters #(◇Fronting: Equius) #m4gg0tgutz

[novaxanomaly]

Open Runa Starter || First Meeting

It was like any other day at school. Runa was going through her backpack at her locker and suddenly there was a tug on her hair, making her hiss.

"Whoa, it's just me." Her best friend, Takeshi, was there, giving her a hug. She had to admit, his hugs did always made her feel a hell of a lot better.

"What's up, Kesh... I am trying to get my book for class." she said to him and went back to searching her bag.

"Buuut, i have someone for you to meet!" He said to her and smiled widely.

She huffed, "Who?"

Takeshi stuck his hand into her bag, somehow finding her book and putting it against her chest, moving her hand to hold it there. he then grabbed the bag and shoved it into the locker and closed it. "Come on." he grabbed her wrist and dragged her down the hall and around the corner, "Runa....Meet my friend!" he introduced her to the new person and she blinked.

#open rp starter #open rp #open starter #open fandomless starter #~runas thread~

[chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet]

Open Thread

Open to everyone - M/F

Relationship type - Friend, lover, spouse, colleague, ex partner.

Plot type - Drama, angst, smut with plot

Approved Kinks- Roleplay, objectication, breath play, knife play, BDSM, exhibitionism, scene play, dom and sub, sadism and machoism, edge play, CBT, impact play, rope bandage, fisting, pegging, orgasm control, dirty talk, nipple play, gags, praise kink, electrostimulation, whipping, wax play.

Plot - Luca has been secretly diagnosed with stomach cancer and he's decided that he's leaving SWAT and leaving LA, but he doesn't intend on telling anyone who is in his life. Convince him to stay and give him some hope because he may or may not get the treatment to fight it.

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Luca removed his bag from his locker and discreetly began removing the contents of his locker piece by piece so no one would notice, sighing softly as he jammed a few pictures into one of the pockets before zipping up the pocket. In a few weeks he would be gone and no one would know where he would end up because truthfully, he didn't know where he would end up. And since he was off the next day, he was planning on going home and getting shit faced drunk. Do drunk that he wouldn't be able to walk, talk or even think.

#swat rp #cbs swat #swat #open rp #open starter #open to all #swat cbs #swat 2017 #open thread #dominique luca #gay rp #gay smut rp #smut is ok #indie smut starter #indie rp. #indie open rp #indie crime rp #roleplay #indie kink rp

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

{Starter for @badxsshottiexllie for the Captain Laserhawk Universe}

“Oh really? Then why don’t you say it to my face without cameras

YOU FUCKING RED PRICK!!!”

*That broadcast was live on every single television set. Everyone would witness the Voice of Eden's breakdown. He had finally snapped.

*Ellie wouldn't hear a peep from Rayman until the later hours of the night. She would hear her phone ring. When she picked up, she could hear Rayman's voice breaking.*

"H-hello, Rose. I know it's late and a lot has happened today, but I think I need you to come to my penthouse... I...

I really need you with me right now. I'm scared, Rose."

#badxsshottiexllie #Rayman Roleplay Thread #Captain laserhawk Universe #Roleplay Starter

[thcophagy]

open to: anyone.

featuring: samuel 'oz' osbourne, twenty two, bisexual, aspiring poet.

plot: after dropping out of college to pursue a failing career in writing, oz spends the majority of his time lurking around bars and coffee shops in the centre of the city, searching for inspiration in whatever people or situations charm him. one night, verging towards the end of his daily escapade out, he meets your muse at a bar.

oz didn't know when smoking had become a habit, something he needed to do to feel sane, it had once been nothing more than something to feel cool and mature, yet now it was a necessity. an expensive one at that. his mother would have slapped the cigarette out from his mouth if she could see him there, leaning up against the outside wall of the bar, fiddling with his paper and tobacco, before dragging him to the nearest bathroom to wash his mouth out with soap. not because smoking was a nasty habit, no, her upset couldn't be so simple, she'd have to make it about her somehow, turn it into an insult about how ungrateful he was to be alive that he had to destroy his body out of spite, all to make her suffer. he brought the paper up to his mouth to lick as the door beside him opened and someone hobbled out. he didn't look over to them, instead, he focused on rolling his cigarette into a tight roll, careful to not let the filter slip out from the end. it tastes better when you roll them yourself, a girl he once dated briefly had told him, and he'd never bought another pack of marlboros again. the person who had stumbled out seemed to be hovering, not close enough for him to be uncomfortable, but enough so to feel their presence. once his cigarette was rolled, oz turned his dark eyes up to the stranger and met their already expectant gaze. "do you want one?" that was usually the reason people lingered around, he didn't mind as it sometimes led to interesting conversation, and he liked to keep his hands busy anyways so he was often prerolling for later. he held the cigarette out between two long, slender fingers and waited for them to take it, if that was the reason they insisted on their close proximity.

#* . ⊹ open › starters #* . ⊹ oz osbourne › threads

[ask-wylde-and-co]

We're getting close.

*begins to sing* Hungry woods... Reaching high... Snatch the light out from the sky...

@buksu-a-deer-drone @solvar-the-drone @theblackcubeofdarkness @xen-or-xavier-wylde

The song she's singing:

#murder drones rp #dr. wylde #lucy #making a new starter so everyone can have more room to branch off into their threads #Youtube

[dramatisperscnae]

closed starter for @cxpedcrusxder and amnesiac!bruce

It's something they all quietly live in fear of. That one night, someone won't make it back. That some day The Call will come through and they'll be left with one less name in their lives, one less voice to hear. It's a fear, but it's a given. What they do is dangerous, and every night there is always the risk that they won't make it back. Dick knows this. He's known it since he was nine.

That hadn't changed the sudden ice-cold rush of panic he'd gotten when Alfred had called him over a week ago.

He'd just been finishing up his own patrol when the call came through over his comms. The Bat had fallen, badly. Possibly permanently. Dick hadn't hesitated - hell, he hadn't even stopped to pack; he'd just thrown a long coat on over his costume, hopped on his motorcycle, and raced to Gotham with his speedometer pushing 200mph the whole way. By the time he'd arrived Bruce was already in the hospital and Alfred - bless Alfred - was in the waiting room with a cup of coffee and a worrying grave expression.

In the days that followed Dick refused to leave the hospital. It was only at Alfred's insistence - and with his help - that Dick even bothered changing into proper clothes rather than remain in his working gear. Bruce wasn't dead - yet - but he was hardly out of the woods and there was no power in this or any other universe that could pry Dick away from his father's side. Sure their relationship hadn't been the best over the past few years, but none of that mattered. Not now.

At this point the nurses seem to have realized the family is not going to leave, given they've stopped bothering to remind Dick and the others about visiting hours. Only discussion - okay, an argument - between himself and his brothers pulls Dick from Bruce's bedside, and that only occasionally; they've set up a patrol rotation, picking up the slack while Batman is incapacitated to ensure that neither Bruce nor Gotham is left untended.

Tonight it's Dick's turn at Bruce's side, Tim and Damian having charge of the city under Alfred's guidance - and with some quiet help from Jason, not that anyone will openly say so. Dick's pulled his chair right beside Bruce's bed, a book open on his lap as he reads quietly aloud. Maybe Bruce can hear him, maybe he can't, but either way it's something, isn't it? It's at least doing more than just sitting there worrying and praying Bruce wakes up.

#cxpedcrusxder #dick ic #dick verse: bearing the cowl #dick thread: memory lost #[i am now awake and Dick had Emotions(tm) so here have a starter >w>]

[mackmontgomery]

mack 📲 open.

Mack: Ok real talk Mack: Should I get rid of the blonde Mack: 💇🏼‍♂️ The upkeeps a bitch I might buzz it off

#open starter. #text thread. #thread. #this is actually suuuuch serious business SJHGSFGSHJ #feel free to assume connects! its mack theres absolutely 1000 ways someone could have his number 🤭

[darpow]

WHO: Darrius & OPEN!

WHERE: Manning's Sports Bar

WHEN: February 11, 2024

"Alright, so who do you got?" Darrius asked, dropping into one of the bar stools, a grin on his face. "Or are you just here for the ambiance and good beer? Not that I would blame you for that! Plenty of that to go around."

#merrockstarter #;; we need starters & i need super bowl threads!!! #this can definitely get longer but figured we'd start slow <333

[me-x-the-devil]

Open to; anyone

People sucked. That had been his opinion for years and years now. Ever since he was a teen really and he learned more about the world and how it worked. Though the walls he'd built around himself had started being built when he was much, much younger than that. Xavier never let anyone in behind that exterior wall. He kept things shallow and as distant as he could. And yet somehow, they had managed to climb past a few of those walls. They'd just shown up in his life one day and had refused to leave. It annoyed him immensely. They dragged him to stuff, mostly bars and parties, and wouldn't take no for an answer. So he'd learned quickly that it was best just to agree. So when they'd called him earlier telling him they were going to a party, he sighed deeply, which they'd learned was his way of saying 'fine'. He'd gotten dressed and gone to the party with them, but like most of them, he found himself sitting alone in a corner in this persons backyard, smoking a joint and drinking beer, and watching them enjoy themselves. He knew no one else there so he wanted to make sure no one spoiled their fun. A few people had over the course of the night tried to talk to him, but they had quickly left when he glared at them. He didn't care to know anyone else there. People sucked. But they were the exception.

#thread; xavier #open rp #open starter #open to all #indie rp #rp starter #open rp starter

[novaxanomaly]

Open starter || Nightmares

Kuragami was sleeping soundly, having a wonderful dream, curled up under a comforter. Then suddenly the dream took a turn and Kuragami needs to fight himself free of danger.

He started to toss and turn in the bed, he was sweating and panting and seemed frightened. This was not something that was his usual.

#~kuragamis thread~ #open starter #open fandomless starter #open rp

[torpublishinggroup]

Do you hear that??

It’s the sweet, sweet sound of gifts and the necessity of buying them for all of the humans, animals, and unidentified entities in your life. That’s a lot of pressure, but don’t sweat, because we’ve got your back, and more importantly, we’ve got a ton of increasingly niche book recommendations to get you through the holiday season! Check them out here and let us know which ones you’re grabbing in the comments. 

by Rachel Taylor and a cat

Bookshops & Bonedust by Travis Baldree is for the treasured party member who’s saved your character’s life many times on TTRPG night

We all have That One Amazing Player who has pulled our butts out of the fictional fire on D&D night, and what better way to show your endless appreciation than with the gift of LITERATURE?! High fantasy, secondhand books, and first love–what more could you ask for?

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Masters of Death by Olivie Blake is for the angsty goth who still wishes it was Halloween

So they’re in denial that it’s not Halloween anymore, but guess what?! In the unbroken face of eternity, time has no meaning! Every day is Halloween!

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In the Lives of Puppets by TJ Klune is for the plucky traveler who’s got the whole world to see

There are many ways to see new and exciting worlds, and TJ Klune always provides queer and cozy adventures that you only need to pick up a book to explore. Consider picking up his latest venture for that friend who’s been bit by the travel bug!

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Ebony Gate by Julia Vee & Ken Bebelle is for the action movie fanatic who owns a cardboard cutout of John Wick

Assassins, dragon magic, and Chinese diaspora urban fantasy set in contemporary San Francisco.

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Book of Night by Holly Black is for the insatiable reader who has way more books to read than hands to hold them

And if you order and submit your receipt before 12/15, you can receive a Book of Night tote bag! Even Charlie Hall needs a safe sling to carry her contraband. Who’s Charlie Hall? A professional thief / bartender who pilfers shadow magic secrets! Read the book!

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T. L. Huchu’s Edinburgh Nights series is for the Supernatural fan who’s looking to expand their fandom across the pond

Ropa dropped out of school to become a ghostalker, but she’s not just carrying messages anymore. You talk to one ghost and suddenly you’re spending late nights in the occult library, solving murders, and following trails of huskified children to their sinister spectral source.

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The Terraformers by Annalee Newitz is for the science-enjoyer in your life who’s looking for environmentally-conscious fiction

This sweeping, uplifting, and illuminating exploration of the future from a science fiction visionary is the perfect gift to give your non-fiction loving, environmentally aware bestie who wants to dip their toe into a more fictional space.

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Tress of the Emerald Sea by Brandon Sanderson is for fans looking for The Princess Bride vibes but just haven’t quite found them yet

Do you have a Princess Bride superfan in your life? They don’t need another fandom-y Etsy gift this year–they need a book that gives them the same emotional rush they got the first time they laid eyes on the fairytale-inspired glory that is their favorite 1987 classic.

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Everfair by Nisi Shawl is for the history buff in your life who can’t stop thinking about other paths the world might have taken

After being purchased back from the Congo Free State’s colonizer, Everfair becomes a land of fantastic technologies—of spying cats and gulls, nuclear dirigibles buoyed by barkcloth balloons, and silent pistols that shoot poison knives. What happens when these technological advances are brought to bear against Belgian tyrant Leopold II?

That’s Everfair, and then you can read Kinning (on sale 1/23/24) for the continuation of this expansive alternate history.

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The Fragile Threads of Power by V. E. Schwab is for people looking to put a different kind of magic into their holidays

Let’s put the magic into the holidays, shall we? V. E. Schwab returns to The Shades of Magic universe with a whole new series, perfect for readers who loved the original and new fans who want to explore magical alternate universes from in front of a cozy fireplace.

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Shelley Parker-Chan’s Radiant Emperor Duology is for the unhinged danmei consumer who’s looking for their next great read

Do you have someone in your life that consumes danmei like candy? Are they tired of waiting for their new favorite series to be translated so they can add it to their shelves? Do we have the series for you. She Who Became the Sun and He Who Drowned the World explore a stunning reinvention of the Ming Dynasty’s founding emperor. It’s queer, it’s fantastical, and it’s complete! Snag both books in the duology for them now.

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Thornhedge by T. Kingfisher is for the friend with an ill-advised yet much-beloved Shrek 2 tattoo

“Better out than in” on the inside of the wrist, Thornhedge open in hand.

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Starling House by Alix E. Harrow is for anyone who has never been disappointed by the combo of Mike Flanagan and a Scary House

Home is where the heart is, and really puts you in a vulnerable position when your house HATES you.

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Starter Villain by John Scalzi is for Megamind

If you’re not Megamind, keep scrolling. Just kidding—this book is also for cat lovers and fans of Despicable Me and The Venture Brothers.

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The Great Hunt by Robert Jordan is for people who loved Season 2 of The Wheel of Time on Amazon Prime

If you have someone in your life that got sucked into the masterpiece that was The Wheel of Time Season 2, don’t worry, you can help them relive the fun with The Great Hunt, the inspiration for the show and the second book in The Wheel of Time series!

#tor gift guide #the great hunt #robert jordan #starling house #alix e harrow #starter villain #john scalzi #in the lives of puppets #tj klune #masters of death #olivie blake #she who became the sun #he who drowned the world #shelley parker-chan #everfair #nisi shawl #kinning #the fragile threads of power #v e schwab #the terraformers #annalee newitz #book of night #holly black #the library of the dead #t l huchu #edinburgh nights #bookshops & bonedust #travis baldree #tress of the emerald sea #brandon sanderson

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

{Starter for @pktearsoftazmily for the Captain Laserhawk Universe}

*Murfy had woken the entire group up shortly after ending his call with the masked man. He gave the orders for everyone to pack up their things and try to fit them in the car. They were leaving for Utopia tonight. The group would pack up whatever they could and got into the car.

*The drive was a long one. Murfy explained to Lucas that Utopia was across the country from Eden. As They drove. Ramon would tell Lucas stories about Utopia. How he always wanted to visit the place, but the board of directors never really let him do any traveling outside of Eden. Not only that, Utopia is very strict on who they allow into their city. The Mayor was someone you do not cross. Not only was Utopia heavily fortified compared to Eden, but Ramon commented that they had enough firepower to wipe Eden off the map. He would tell about how peace treaties were sent to be established between Eden and Utopia, but they never seem to succeed. Ramon then said that Utopia would be the safest place for them if they were allowed inside.

*Three days of driving, only stopping for when they needed a break or to swap drivers so the other could rest. Ramon would tap on Lucas' shoulder and point off in the distance. A huge, walled off city was in the distance. On the top of that wall were canons of some kind, ones that could easily travel long distances. The walls looked impenetrable from the outside. Raymona was the one driving currently and she drove the car right up to the gates. Murfy slipped into the driver's seat to address the gate keeper on duty. - "Heeeey Fernando! Long time no see!"

*The Gatekeeper responded by raising his voice to the greenbottle, it was clear these two were familiar with each other. - "What the... Murfy!? How many times do I need to tell you that you can't come into Utopia without permission, man?" - Murfy did not skip a beat when he responded to the agitated gatekeeper - "Listen Fernando. I got someone here that the mayor's gunna wanna see pronto. I know I'm treading on thin ice here but trust me. Give the Mayor a call and tell him Murfy's here with a guy who's first name begins with R and ends with ayman."

*The name caused the gatekeeper to give a loud swallow. He turned away from them and grabbed for a phone within his booth. He dialed a number on it and they could hear him tell whoever was on the line to "Get me a direct line to the Mayor, it's important." after some waiting, they could barely hear the conversation the gatekeeper was having next. After the phone call, the gatekeeper opened the gates to Utopia- "Alright you are to make your way straight to city hall. The Mayor wants to see you right away. Welcome to Utopia."

*Raymona begins driving into the city, and Lucas is greeted to a large, bustling city. It was so clean, full of life! A mix of nature and steampunk industrial. There were even trees! Plants! Grass beneath your feet in some places. flowing rivers and even a massive waterfall could be seen pouring over one of the sides of the wall that surrounded the city. It was like a paradise within the wastelands and the industrial landscape! Ramon let out a soft "woah" as he began taking in the sights with Lucas.*

#pktearsoftazmily #rayman roleplay thread #captain laserhawk universe #Roleplay Starter

[heaven-2-hell]

Promo!

As the camera flickers to life, a young boy in a hospital gown can be seen. He's lying in a hospital bed, so naturally, the logical conclusion is that he's in the hospital. Poor thing.

"Hm... Alright, I'm Kokichi Ouma. Li'l Ultimate Choir. And let's make this clear. I don't want to be here. But I need to. Cuz the doctors are making me. They say it'd be 'good for me to socialize'. So I need a promo, m'kay?"

How demanding! But... he's in the hospital... Do you say anything or even respond at all?

~

(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! Mods that play Kokichi or Kotoko on any blog in any capacity, please DNI! TW: his backstory does involve physical abuse, emotional/verbal abuse, CSA, neglect, and exploitation! Tread cautiously! ))

~

@human-monokuma @unknown-ultimates @ask-the-ultimate-cosplayer @little-miss-succubus @p0m3gr4n1t3-s33ds @i-spy-with-my-lethal-eye @obsessivexngel @kurokuma-gang @pink-cross-nurse @ishimarusibs @ultimate-name-not-found @king-babyface @y0u-f4il3d-m3 @mikado-sannoji @bloodstained-switch @bloodied-gears-of-hope @snowy-chocolate-dreams @deranged-danger-sisters and anyone else!

#💜 The Prince: Kokichi ♟️ #🎲.threads #🎲.starters

[mxchineherald]

[@runes-menagerie]

His heart was so heavy that his chest ached with emotion as he made his way back toward the lab. The crutch under his arm supported only so much, and carried none of the new weight added to his shoulders by her death. Her face, looking up at him in shocked and confused fear, lingered like a sunspot in his thoughts -- a permanently burnt darkness in his sights, no matter where he cast his gaze. Looking at it too long left a void in his chest that nothing could fill.

Beyond the mental pain, a physical agony seeped into his body. Freshly cut wounds roared out in fury at the fabric brushing over them. Newly acquired limbs ached with fresh and searing discomfort, like pins and needles shooting into the bone. It was enough to make his mind wash blank with excruciating overstimulation.

And he deserved to feel it. Every ounce of pain was just.

He had recklessly and stupidly charged into an experiment, and it had come to him at the cost of her life. Looking down at his gloved hand as he walked, he felt a hollow anger building in his throat. A scream he could never release. Tears threatened his scowling eyes again, and he forced his eyes off of himself to look ahead. He adjusted the journal tucked under his arm to keep it close to him while approaching the doors to the lab.

Going back probably wasn't a good idea. It would only open wounds that had just barely gotten a chance to heal. Truly, it was only with the reassurance that Jayce would be destroying it soon that he could ever lay his eyes on the Hexcore again. Just one last look, to say goodbye to the creation that had stolen so much from him. He unlocked the doors, stepping into the otherwise silent and undisturbed room.

The last time he was in here, she had died. He had spent so much time...cleaning her up. It made him sick to recall brushing her ashes into that canister. Some of her had been permanently lost in the grates of the room, cursed to forever linger within the walls of the Academy. He felt immense guilt clutch at his stomach, ready to make him heave whatever he'd managed to keep down until now. The doors closed behind him, sealing him in with the results of his selfish actions. Alone with the Hexcore.

He stared daggers into it, hoping that somehow it could feel how angry he was with it. He hoped it could understand all it had done -- all it had cost him. And yet...

He was not met with what he expected.

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