[[Independant RP blog for OC. Will RP with anyone. (Or anything!) Non-magical AU version also available.]
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ooc; excuse u but where have u been
It turns out I’m distracted more than usual lately did you know I got pokemon rumble blast last night and i regret it because it’s less pokemon rumble blast and more like “pokemon let’s corner you against the wall of a fucking cave with 45 cubone at once but hey that one over there is actually marowak have fun dealing with 45 fuckers using long range bone club attacks to your face while you try to kill them one at a time with leech seed and oh hey let’s spawn six more on top of you when you kill one”.
also you’re a meanie butt who has not answered my skype messages in forever.
when the person u hate does something that makes everyone else hate them:
Checking on your animal crossing town after you haven’t played for a while:
"But then how would i invoke an aura of mystery? Not so fun when everyone knows you have a boyfriend made of darkness." He snorts, amused at her chiding. He missed the banter, so this was incredibly nice. He yawns when she speaks again, shaking his head when she mentions they look like rabbits. He’s never seen that, per say. Ants, maybe. Never rabbits.
"Or maybe you’ve never hit one before?" He offers, voice muffled as he buries his face into her neck.
"I dunno, mystery pales in the face of alien rabbits. Though, I adopted one of your twins who is apparently currently in the middle of trying to sell his own as house pets. Something about making them really docile and looking like real rabbits in multiple colors." She’s still going to bug him for at least four once he figures that out.
"But no, I don’t think I’ve ever hit ‘em. If you’re sure about it though, I guess I can practice on them." They are probably good for hitting. She’s missed this as much as he has, honestly. "Shall we?"
does a running slide to your computer chair
throws arms into air
yells i love you
backflips out the window and into the sun
"I wouldn’t suggest it if I wasn’t sure, babe. I’ll be careful to direct you to darklings and heartless. Unversed are a little…" He pauses, frowning slightly as he attempts to think of the word he wants to use.
"…they’re a little rabid when hit. Probably says something about me but, ya know." Shrugging, he wraps his arms around her slowly, smiling for once. It’s hard to not be happy in her presence, since she relaxes him so nicely. Leaning down, he presses his forehead to hers and stays like that for a long, silent moment. He doesn’t want to move, honestly, glad to be back here and not in the dark again.
"So…miss me much?"
"Don’t ask dumb questions," she chided, amused. "I always miss you when you wander off on me." Which he really should stop doing, he always missed a lot of things when he did.
"I dunno, they don’t look rabid from a distance. Maybe it’s just other people? They still look like rabbits to me. Blue, weirdly shaped rabbits."
He almost jumps out of his skin when the glass shatters and the window— oh, wow. Never seen glass do that before. Grateful for the years of training drilled into him, he only stiffens when the spell goes off, eyeing the glass curiously.
"Good, good. I think you just created Frankenstein’s Glass Monster, but I’m sure it’s nothing? Just…try a little less juice next time." He lets go for a second, watching the almost-chandelier fall to the floor just as quickly as it sprung to life, clearly amused. Magic was always strange to him— He and Ven where different like that. Then again, Ven doesn’t stray too far from physical, and Vanitas isn’t totally oblivious to the ways of magic.
"Wanna try it out on some of my darklings? Doesn’t hurt me unless their unversed. Heartless are pretty harmless, and if they get too close I’ll hit ‘em away."
"Right, less juice." She sounds a little bit amused herself. "You sure though?" She doesn’t mind practicing on them, as long as it doesn’t hurt him—hitting him in the face had been bad enough and it feels kinda asshole-ish to beat up her boyfriend via proxy. "If you are, then why not—I could use the practice."
They don’t need more window monsters running around. (Tempting though. That could be a fun exercise later.)
'Holy crap. What the shit? I am twelve and what is this?' are the first thoughts running through Link’s mind as he watches the weirdly dressed person crash into the fountain, seemingly out of nowhere. Seriously. One minute everything’s fine and nobody’s there, the next- weird person falling into the water through thin air.
He stood near the back of the crowd forming around the strange ‘falling-out-of-thin-air-into-the-fountain’ person, watching everyone gawk at the incident. 'Whoa it's a girl' he thought to himself as the strangely-garbed person climbed out of the fountain, soaking wet head-to-toe.
"She’s kinda cute. Maybe I should go see if she needs some help. Or at least see where the heck she came from." he whispered to himself as he backed away from the crowd, following after the weird blonde girl.
The first isolated patch of sunlight worked out fine for her purposes, and Le settled in to wait until her things were dry again.
In the meantime, she began a long lecture to her keyblade about the politeness of aiming to not soak its wielder when aiming for a new destination. She’d finished about half of it when she realized someone was watching her, and looked up.
"Caaaaan I help you?"