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Voice 1: How long has it been?

Voice 2: What do you mean “How long”?

Voice 1: You know….How long has it been since “time” has been frozen?

Voice 2: For us, Time has never frozen. In fact, It has been over a month since that divergent event.

Voice 1: So they are merely stuck in that moment?

Voice 2: Technically Yes

Voice 1: Technically?

Voice 2: So to speak, they are frozen by not by some cosmic and physical force. In that void, No such thing exists.. They are however, stuck to some degree.

Voice 1: What do you mean?

Voice 2: Well If I were to tell you what I mean, I’d be telling you the entire story…

Voice 1: I don’t understand…

Voice 2: For now, You don’t have to…Just watch and see how it unfolds. Okay?

Voice 1: ………………………………

Voice 2: Good.. Voice 2: Now shall we continue watching? The show’s about to start ..

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“Gob!”

“Ugh....What is it this time?”

“I remembered the question I was about to ask!.........Where are we exactly?”

“We are clearly in a dark void.....There is not much sense asking ‘where’ we are.”

“I am aware we are in a dark void but which one?”

“We are in a void....but not the one you came from...”

“I came from a dark void? What do you mean by that?”

“Oh.... You really don’t remember a thing do you? Very well...Let me explain it to you in a way you can understand.....We are in a void, a small crevice between multiple realities...much like your place of origin...special in design....singular in purpose....the reason for the existence of your void was for the observation of many worlds..”

“What about the reason for this one?”

“Exile and imprisonment...”

“.......Oh...I’m sorry for asking...”

“It’s fine...I have grown quite...accustomed to it..At least, I was given the luxury to create anything as I please in this decrepit void though I would rather not use the ability...”

“Why not?”

“Because If I did..My desire to escape would only grow and I might do something unsavory if it does.....”

“I see........”

“Mhmmm.....That is why I must ask you a favor...”

“What kind of favor?”

“I................want you to leave..”

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Kisara placed a box of of vanilla chocolate dipped strawberries next to Obi.

“I am quite pleased by this gesture but I hope this is your way of saying that you consider me a friend..”

“I mean that…. I don’t know have something to give you in return for I was preoccupied with something…”

“Oh wait……I have an idea!!!”

“This is a doll I had been making for quite some time now..I am not entirely sure who’s image I have been replicating for I only saw it in my dreams but…..I’d like you to have it as a Valentine’s gift for being a good friend <3!! “

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“Excuse me...God......”

"I’m not God”

“You told me you were though...”

“I am the god of this place but I’m not the god...You know what just call me Gob or something.”

“Okay..Got it...Gob.....Well I’m the Observer!!”

“That’s a little too long for my tastes.....I’ll call you Adi”

“Why Adi? Wouldn’t Obi have been more appropriate?”

“No, Now shut up and stop questioning my naming conventions. What was it you were supposed to bother me about?”

“Oh right!!! I was supposed to ask abo- .....I forgot actually.”

“Aaaaaaaaagh......This is going to be a long eternity..”

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Have your muse confess anonymously their thoughts about my muse!

It’s up to the asker to reveal their muse!

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“I am the god of this place!! Ask me and I will tell you all you may want to know!!(After a quick wiki check)”

“Tell me how much you love me... :3″

“..............”

“..............” “..............”

“..............” “..............” “..............”

“..........I don’t”

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                               ❝ This is either madness… or brilliance. ❞

                    It's  REMARKABLE  how often those two traits coincide.

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                                                                                    𝓈 𝓉 𝒶 𝓇 𝓁 𝒾 𝑔 𝒽 𝓉

                                                i will be chasing starlight                                                   until the end of my life

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10. I forgot how to do basic punctuation

Why I haven't answered back in a RP:

1. I am NOT ignoring you. 2. I am trying to think if a reply. 3. I’m not up to it at that moment. 4. Tumblr ate it.

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Things to do: [  ] Fix theme [  ] Finish second chapter [  ] Do homework [  ] Brood [X] Procrastinate

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“Hm? Ah! It’s you, sure. There’s plenty of room. I was just sitting up here to pass the time, you’re more than welcome to join me.” Turning her attention back to the ground below, Kisara gave a small nod. “It is… This is my favorite spot in the whole school. Quiet, and you can almost see the whole town from up here. Hehe, I know I should be in the club room, but… I guess I just needed a little fresh air for a second? Something like that… What about you?”

With excitement, He sits down in a spot beside her, precariously perching himself upon the ledge. Earnestly, his "eyes" look at her. "You could say...I was observing." He jests as a pink smile stretches across the surface of his mask. "I'm quite curious about this world, the fabric of reality here feels ...fragile...like a house of cards built on sand...constructionally impressive but very, very vulnerable" The smile on his "face" disappears as he begins to feel the air around his fingertips, as if trying to grasp the force that kept the world together.Then he returns his gaze to the influx of students down."And perhaps, You.." He pauses."You...intrigue me somehow."

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The Observer casually pops out a portal besides the open rooftop door, and looks upon the girl gazing upon the flocks of students below.Once he gets acquainted to the ground and to the minor headache that followed, He approaches her with a curiousity both innocent and intoxicatingly exhilarating. He had always wondered greatly about the different instances of the world he was currently in. They were all similar...yet simultaneously, unique in their own ways...this world in particular, he recalls, deviated the most from the others due to one factor...her. As he finally reaches the edge of the rooftop floor where the young maiden sat, He begins to speak. "Greetings" He began. "Quite a wonderful view you have here...Though I am quite curious as to see you here in your school's rooftop." He glances over the girl to see whether she could hear him.Then he directs his vision towards what she was looking at. "Mind if I join you?"

Kisara had found herself sitting at the edge of the school building, looking down towards the other students coming and going below. Little by little, she found herself smiling the more she watched them.

She ended up getting so lost in her little activity that she didn’t even hear the rooftop door open up behind her.

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“Yet another void...Yet another boring existence...But I suppose this is home...Perhaps I should try get acquainted with the feeling within unending emptiness.”

“Or perhaps I should enter a random world and present myself as a death god!”

“.....” “.....” “.....”

“or not...I guess I’ll just bug someone I know of today”

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“The Observer…” Soleil hummed a bit. “That’s an interesting name.” It was a strange name to have, in Soleil’s opinion, but who was he to judge? If anything, it only suggested that he wasn’t from here; maybe not even from this world, just like the angel. As for where they came from though, Soleil hadn’t a clue.

“You want to know more about Salamanca?” Soleil then gazed elsewhere for a moment as he rubbed his chin in thought. “Well, I suppose I could give you a quick tour of the place before I leave.” It had been a while since he actually went to the city itself, but the places he knew about should still be there. He would eventually go there anyway to get things he would need to fix the roof.

“But Mr. Observer,” he added, “wouldn’t it be better for you to try and remember more about yourself? Like where you came from and how you ended up falling out of the sky and down into my house?” The angel couldn’t really have him around forever. They would eventually have to go their separate ways sooner or later.

The thought of vaguely remembering anything did bother him, but the feeling of excitement and curiousity outweighed his concern for his identity. He already knew at least a fraction of his name which he believed at the very least is good enough to recall. Where he came from or What he was doing before he fell from the sky were the least of his interests, His mind is engulfed by the prospect of exploring this brave new world and learning about his new friend. “I suppose so but.. I doubt I’d be be able to recall anything about myself anytime soon. "The expression on his mask changes to that of a small grin as he wraps one of Soleil’s hands with both of his own."So why don’t you show me around Salamanca? I’d very much like to see this city of yours…The name reminds me of something.” “Also!” He interjects. “Would you mind giving me a shortname for now, As 'The Observer' sounds like a mouthful to say…” and with that he lets go of Soleil’s hands and gestures towards the door.“Shall we?”

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The Observer, at your behest @glitchprotag

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