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“National Boyfriend day...?” Would they be a boyfriend? A girlfriend? Hm...

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Send in 🔮 to see my muse’s Meyer-Briggs Result

The Defender: ISFJ-T

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Send in 🧙 to see my muse’s Hogwarts House Result

Congratulations! You have been sorted into the house of Hufflepuff! You are very dedicated to things you truly care about. You are fair, kind, and tolerant. You have many friends and are well-liked.

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Send in 💖 to find out what my muse’s Love Language scores are

It’s not a surprise that validation is the way to this ones heart...

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Horrific Headcanons

♣ Do they believe the world is made up of good and evil?

Of course! There is  good and evil everywhere, that much is obvious. Even when they were stuck inside Hope’s Peak, under Monokuma’s ‘paw’ if you will, Chihiro had faith in the goodness inside each of the students. Even after the first trial, Chihiro clung onto the hope that they learned from the first mistake and, that good would win over evil somehow, and they could all go home.

Which, did happen, right? They just never got to see it.

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☾ What is their favorite and least favorite thing about the night? 

Their favorite thing would be the stars! Chihiro actually has a great interest in astrology and astronomy alike, and even had their own telescope at one point! The night sky, especially when there isn’t any light pollution, is a beautiful thing to see.

Their least favorite would be... that it’s dark! Chihiro really doesn’t like the dark, and if faced with pitch-black darkness, they would be very scared. 

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While at one of their usual hangs, which just happens to be a quiet bench at a park, While distracted by one of those odd screen headed canines, Chihiro returns to their bench to find a small cardboard box. Upon closer look, its a milk box with a small note attached to it that reads "hey, thanks for before here's just a little something something for ya ~Z"

Chihiro is surprised to see what was left behind after they had come back. The note had caught their eye as well. Reading the small piece of paper, a smile came to the programmers lips. A soft laugh escaped as they gently picked up the carton– it was still cold.

“How nice on him, to remember me…”

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affectedamygdalae‌:

“For my friends sake… I’ll just… stay quiet.” Especially around you, Ouma.

[+ | ;] - “Aw man c’mon, was it hilarious at least?? Was it good blackmail material- you gotta give me something here!!” It appears he’s not letting up.

They’re running away now, bye Ouma!

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“For my friends sake... I’ll just... stay quiet.” Especially around you, Ouma.

affectedamygdalae replied to your post: [+ | ;] - “I left for like… Two seconds, did…

“No no, no it’s better to just look away…”

[+ | ;] - “Well now you just have my attention! Spill, nerd. What’s goin on?” Nerd is a term of endearment now, right? Well, whatever.

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Oh no-- oh.... ohhh no.

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Character Quiz Meme

Send in a symbol to find out what my muse’s results were and whether I think it’s accurate or not. Send in 🔮 to see my muse’s Meyer-Briggs Result Send in 🧠to see my muse’s Enneagram Result Send in 🧙 to see my muse’s Hogwarts House Result Send in ⭐to see my muse’s Homestuck ‘True Sign’ Send in 🎨to see what famous work of art my muse is. Send in 🎉to find out what role my muse plays in a friend group Send in ☯️to see my muse’s psychological archetype Send in 🎭to find out which of The Four Temperaments my muse is Send in 💟to find out what kind of ‘dere’ my muse is Send in ⚔️ to find out what my muse’s moral alignment is. Send in 😈 to find out which Disney Villain my muse is Send in 💖 to find out what my muse’s Love Language scores are

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Horrific Headcanons

Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse. All horror/angst/scifi related.

✘ Have they ever committed a murder? ▼ What is their greatest fear? ✿ Would they ever trust dark or wicked magic? △ Name one thing from their past that they regret. ✂ If they had to choose one weapon to carry forever, what would it be? ☣ Would they kill someone close to them if they had to? ☢ Would they survive an apocalyptic situation? ❣ If someone had the power to bring them back after death, would they want them to? ☠ Do they fear death? ♱ What do they think awaits them after death? ¿ Are they easily frightened? ╳ How would they react to seeing a loved one become possessed? ☹ Name one person they would kill for. ☼ If they had the choice to be immortal with one other person, who would they choose? ☎ How would they react to receiving a phone call from a deceased love one? ★ Do they have a favorite scary movie? Book? Show? ♣ Do they believe the world is made up of good and evil? ♥ Have they ever acting out of heartlessness? ☾ What is their favorite and least favorite thing about the night? ψ Do they think they deserve punishment for their wrongdoings? ϟ Have they ever gotten pleasure from causing others pain? ♚ Do they consider themselves to be evil? ♒ If they could choose how to die, how would they want to go? ™ Are they possessive? ✔ Are they holding a grudge against anyone? ◯ Do they believe in ghosts? ✦ Who is their favorite villain? ☄ While watching a scary movie, are they the one clinging to a friend or being clung to? 웃 Do they believe in aliens?

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handsel·:

“I try not to let moments in my existence impact the rest of it. Someone taught me that once.” Perhaps not someone who should be put in the good graces she has offered, but Celestia oftentimes thinks about her mother, even if the woman did struggle. Best to give her some decent memory, when one considered that the world itself would not. 

Eventually, she raises a thin, dark brow. “You realize the dangers of my talent, correct? Gambling is the past time of many a crime syndicate.” And well, she was a girl who had a nose more for daring and success than she did true danger. While alive, she had faced her own demons in search of greatness. “Such things were bound to happen, even if things did not turn out the way I intended.” 

A shrug of the shoulders. “I have a way of wrangling my emotions, Chihiro-san.” 

Certainly a talent of gambling wouldn’t mean a life of safety for many. Even casino owners, no matter how big or small, would get angry at a customer who could only win. But just because people who lived a life of crime and danger gambled, didn’t necessarily mean that Celestia had to do the same. Apparently she didn’t feel the same. So much had happened to her, yet the Gambler always seemed to have herself together completely. 

“I do know that... And, while it’s good not to let such things impact you as a whole...” They could never say the same for themself, and the uncomfortable nausea that accompanied guilt started to make itself known. “P-perhaps it’s not my place to criticize you, Celestia-san. I just don’t know if... the way you ‘wrangle’ your emotions is good for you.” Their eyes were downcast in though, brows knit together in both worry and concentration. Suddenly they looked back up, apology written across their features. The programmer only meant the best but...

“T-though, this is coming from someone who... does the complete opposite. I’m sorry.”

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☆ . so sweet as usual to hear his name from them. being properly greeted now, he invited himself to sit in the sand, carefully making sure not to disturb the base of the tower that was currently under construction. “it’s pretty rad havin’ a beach be so close by. they’re pretty cool even durin’ the colder weather when ya’ get to bring a sweater and look at the stars.” 

he crosses his legs over each other and brings them a bit closer to his chest, his head craning to get a better look at chihiro while they spoke, “nah, i’ve been here from the get-go. ya’ know, even when it wasn’t all nice lookin’ like this. if it stays like this, though, ya’ boy can get used to it. how have ya’ been doin’, babe?” 

Chihiro never really had the time to go to the beach, when they were younger. So having one close by really was nice, a small hum sounding the programmers agreement. Going during the winter time sounded tempting as well... Chihiro never liked going into the ocean water all that much anyway, so there wasn’t anything to miss out on then. looking over at Leon, Chihiro’s eyebrows raising. So he had been in the island from the beginning...

“You’ve been here as long as I have, but we’ve only just seen each other again...!” Chihiro was genuinely surprised. Most others they had reunited with by now, in some shape or form. Then again, despite their best efforts, Chihiro was still unable to visit everything the island had to offer, especially with a new job. The programmer let out a small sigh, and gently pushed over the top of their ‘sand castle’. It plopped over uselessly.

“I’ve been doing well. I-I’m really happy to hear you have been too!” Chihiro looked over with a soft smile. “This place is much nicer, and I suppose I’ve grown used to life here. I’ve found a small job and a laptop to use to start programming A.I. on again, which is nice. What about you, Kuwata-kun?”

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711robot·:

It seemed that in his attempt to hide the back of his head, Canti had only made Chihiro even more curious about it. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had brought his damaged head into light- but he would prefer to not have it brought up. [Likewise, it is nice to meet you too Chihiro Fujisaki. You may call me Canti.]

[No need to apologize, it is only natural for people your age to be curious.]

What they weren’t expecting was a pat on the back of their head, giving the programmer pause. Hesitantly, Chihiro brought their hands up and gently moved whatever was on their head off, only to find it to be... Canti. The robot looked somewhat frazzled by their introduction, tiny motions in their body language translating confusion and... nervousness? Chihiro found it absolutely amazing, and couldn’t help the small laugh that bubbled up. Perhaps the small bow was strange to anyone who wasn’t born and raised in Japan.

“Ah-- Canti-san, thank you for... that.” They managed between small giggled, a hand running through their hair to fix what strands stuck up. It was obvious the A.I. within Canti had a lot to learn still, just as Alter Ego did. “But where I’m from, it’s polite to give a small bow while introducing yourself. There isn’t a need to worry.” 

There is a small pause, Chihiro briefly wondering if their question would cause offense but... There was no way of knowing. Canti was from space, after all, and the question certainly didn’t feel intrusive.

“Canti-san, if you don’t mind me asking, what is your function-- or, what were you programmed to do?” They asked, eyes alight with genuine curiosity. “You see-- I’m a programmer myself, and I also work on making A.I., so I was curious... I’m sorry if the question offends you, however...” Their naturally meek personality got the best of them in the end...

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711robot·:

His shadow easily encompassed Chihiro as the sun began to sink, it was beginning to become dark. Canti’s blue screen now properly glowing in the twilight. Shifting their weight to the side so that the broken back of his head would be obscured by the frame of his body, Canti had let out a few soft beeps before displaying more text on his screen.

[As you are, I too am not a native.]

[I am…from space.]

They seemed young, the adolescent standing in front of them and like many others they seemed intrigued by Canti’s physical appearance. But that was fine too, he would much rather have someone interested in him rather than frightened. His gaze shifted back towards the city behind them, it had began to finally look like a proper place to live despite how much time has passed. 

[What are you doing so far away from the cities natural borders? It can be a little dangerous in areas that are not yet fixed.]

Ah-- it seemed the robot didn’t quite like the back of it’s head being seen. Was it self conscious, or perhaps hiding the damage was in it’s protocol? Whatever it was, any way that the being would react only caused Chihiro curiosity and excitement. Really, computers and such were the only things they truly felt comfortable around anyway. Robotics, while not their personal field, always left Chihiro in awe. 

They read the text across the screen that popped up with rapt attention. With the robots head shifting slightly higher, towards the city, Chihiro could assume that it could ‘see’ to some degree as well. How fascinating! Their only disappointment came in the realization that it was getting later than they anticipated. But something much more interesting caught their attention.

“Space? How amazing...”

The programmer supposed that, the island being a conglomeration of people from different eras and universes apparently, a robot being from space is about as possible as a crime fighting boy with a tail. Both were apparently real, in the case of the mysterious island... But it seemed the robot was more concerned about the dangers of the surrounding area.

“I didn’t mean to come here, per say... I was mostly trying to see more of the island. I-I promise I’ll go back soon!” A pause, their head tilting. “Oh-- I-I’m sorry, my name is Chihiro Fujisaki, it’s very nice to meet you!” They gave a polite bow after introducing themself.