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I’ll probably regret this but it’s been a while since I’ve done a stating call. So, if you wanna play with this artist feel free to send this post a like. 

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11. How do they feel about the Core?

“It is more interesting than my home. It feels a little mix matched not uniform which says something about all the people and all the different places they are from.” 

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Satoshi was glad that he had his own personal space adjusting the bag on his shoulder. He listened in carefully as the question was asked before shaking his head. Something like that would have stuck out to him and he would have remembered it. “I’m sorry I haven’t seen anyone like you around here. Plenty of weird things, but nothing like you not really. 

He adjusted his glasses slightly, “Though I would ask around more I haven’t been here all that long. I’m not the most sociable of people either. Someone else might have seen something.” 

   Fortunately for Satoshi, he did what he was was asked of for once and backed off, still all smiles. It vanished rather briefly as an idea entered in his mind, forcing his smile to waver. «Shot in the dark here, but can you tell me something else~? If you don’t mind my asking~» He’d ask even if he did mind. «Have you seen anyone like me around here?»

   «Anyone else as dashing as myself? I mean… Pshhh- Can’t beat the original, hon! But anyone close? Lean and Green as I am?» He’d had his fill of looking, and was certain Margles wasn’t here, but it really didn’t hurt to check. He’d go to any lengths. The smile on his face grew more sweet as he leisurely began to hover in the air before him, posing as if he was laying on his stomach. 

   «There’s… Someone I wouldn’t mind catching up with if they’re here too.» 

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So, my tumblr tracker just got super broken. So If I owe you a reply can you like this so I can check out to see what I’m missing. 

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“I don’t think anyone has to worry so much about it.” The other slipped off his glasses quietly cleaning them with his shirt. A nervous tick when talking about his other self affecting him. Pleasantly surprised that the movement didn’t cause him the usual lightheaded feeling.

“If he still is around he’s being unusually quiet.“

I have learned to watch everything die.

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“We all have. You’re not too different from the rest of us.”

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Satoshi looked over his eyes blank and emotionless not entirely thrilled with where this had gone. “Yeah I could only imagine,” He muttered out a twinge of sarcasm in his voice. Not because he didn’t believe, but because he knew the experience all too well. 

“Yeah, it’s hilarious,” It was clear that the blue haired boy didn’t find it at all funny.

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“Some time before this, I was gripping my head and screaming out gibberish and nonsense. I even had blue hair! Can you believe it? Never thought I’d get this far, given everything. Life’s got a funny way like that, right? Or, more like death.”

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Send 🌟 for our muses to watch a meteor shower together.

Satoshi was watching the stars a pad of water color paper in his lap worked on slightly trying to replicate the night sky but completely forgotten. The stars here were amazing and certainly more view-able than what he was able to see in the suburbs of Tokyo. He paused looking to the side when he heard someone sitting down next to him. Strange things around here had started to phase him less and less and he was glad for it. 

Instead of once being confused by the person sitting next to him now he could give a slight smile and a, “Lovely night isn’t it?” 

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Send me a ☯ +  tell my muse one thing your muse secretly wishes they could tell them and see my muse’s reaction

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Send 🌟 for our muses to watch a meteor shower together.

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TV Show Meme

Pick a TV show for my muse to go on and I will tell you:

Take Me Out: What would be my main talent to showcase?

The Jeremy Kyle Show: What crazy headline would I have?

University Challenge: Who would be in my team?

Pointless: What pointless fact would I bring to the table?

Family Fortunes/Family Feud: How sexual could I make each answer?

Mastermind: What would be my specialised subject?

Robot Wars: What would my robot be called?

Masterchef: What would be my speciality?

Deal or No Deal: I open my box... the amount of money inside was?

101 Ways to Leave a Game Show: How would I leave the show?

Are You Smarter Than a 10 Year Old?: How childish would I get?

Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?: Would I fall for a stupid question?

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“Considering magic is a family talent very good at it. Even if it’s limited by the medium of magical art works.” 

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Muse skillset symbol meme

Send an emoji to learn how good/bad my muse is at that particular skill!

💋 — kissing

💄 — makeup

👾 — video games

🎵 — singing

💃 — dancing

🎹 — playing an instrument

🌷 — taking care of living things

🌲 — surviving in the wilderness

👊 — fighting

😇 — following rules

🍳 — cooking

🍼 — taking care of children

🎁 — giving presents to others

🎉 — hosting parties

💌 — romance/flirting

🎨 — art

🍀 — luck

⚽️  — sports

🏊 — swimming

🚗 — driving

🔮 — magic

🔎 — investigating

🔫 — long range weapons

💣 — explosives

🔪 — melee weapons

🔬 — scientific pursuits

🚿 — hygiene

💰 — finance

🌍 — knowledge of the world

👻 — communing with the paranormal

📚 — reading

🔧 — engineering/mechanics

⌛️ — time management

📥 — organization

🍺 — alcohol tolerance

🚴 — riding a bike

🎭 — performance art/acting

⚓️ — sailing

➗ — mathematics

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Satoshi backed up a good step or too trying to get some personal space here, but that didn’t seem to help much the strange man. So, not human that was strange. He didn’t look like an art work the only non human people he had ever ment. He tried to keep his eyes following the other listening to his questions. Innocent enough. 

“Yes, as far as I know it’s true.” that was all he could say on the matter. He was sure that he was dead or as good as dead to end up here and not have to deal with the hell that was his own universe. 

When he got to close again Satoshi huffed, just to close for comfort, “Can you take a step back please?” 

    «Hmmmm….» His feet ceased kicking in the air only to help him jettison out of his spot and jump into the air, quickly landing before Satoshi, beaming. «Oh! And you’re a human too! Not many of those back home anymore.» Magic states, leaning in to get a better look at the young man. Maybe a little too close for comfort however… «Most of ‘em died out YEARS ago where I’m from. There’s this boy and his dog I know though… Hmmm… Now those two were a hoot.» It was now, he began circling him, like a predator watching it’s prey.

    «Say, Champ, is it true what they say? That we’ve all kicked the bucket and our spirits have fuzzwazzled into this realm?» He good and well knew it to be true. He just wanted to see it for himself if Satoshi knew as well. 

   «I had just found out a new way to ‘light a fire in someone’ back home. The rest afterward is a blur! Can’t remember a thing!»

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Satoshi was planning on finishing a work that he started yesterday, having sat under a tree to sketch from the perspective he wanted. Though unfortunatly the place he had drawn yesterday he found occupied when he got there. He approached not wanting to be rude, but not really wanting to give up his artisty either. 

So, he mumbled out, “Do you mind if I sit here?” Motioning a spot a little ways from her that was close enough to where he was sitting yesterday. 

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Tea was her one of her favorite beverages, having grown to like it during her stay and a couple of months before ending up here. It was her way of calming down and well, she’s also learned how to brew it from a couple of soldiers in her group. Hence why she had made her own at her house, contained i in a bottle before heading out, finding a spot hidden beneath the shade for some peace.

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Satoshi nodded quietly adjusting his book bag and pulled out the few books that he had borrowed this week signalling that they were getting close. The books looked to be on art history and considering Satoshi’s bag looked to be filled to the brim with art suplies probably wasn’t a far off guess. 

“We’re almost there it’s just around the corner not hard to miss.” 

「S」he never really did think about how much her friends influenced her up until now. What they said was right in her eyes, what they did was always correct, their views, their responses; everything was perfect and correct in her eyes. That was called  … idolizing them, wasn’t it? And wasn’t that a bad thing as well? Oh well, she didn’t care about it.

“I won’t! I know not to drag civilians into my mess.”

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Satoshi tilted his head wondering why the other was so persistant on accusing someone like him of being the perpatartor here when he was the one attacked for one and where he was an average, thin 15 year old. “Yes it was someone who wasn’t me. I don’t have any interest in hurting people.” 

He looked around trying to find something that might give a clue to what would have caused something like that. He didn’t get very far before Accelerators question hit him. He too wasn’t a hero, he would never call himself that even if some people would see him that way. He hated the term anyways. 

He had to pause and think before responding eventually he settled on what to say. “Before coming here I was an officer. I would have reported and investigated. Here though I’m not that and I have no interest in looking into it. I’m not equiped for it.” Not like he was in his past life but still. 

For the current time, he could think of no scientific equation to how this would work in an Esper way, so, of course, he would just let magic be magic without an explanation of science.  It’s a shame someone like Tsuchimikado wasn’t here, the young man usually did what he could do to provide a ‘translation’ between the two ‘worlds’.  But he honestly could care about what the sunglasses bastard known as Tsuchimikado would say.

“So then there’s someone who’s done this, that wasn’t you?” He tightened the grip on the cane’s handle, an irritated look on his features. If it wasn’t Satoshi then who could it be? Accelerator didn’t want to let the risk of some extremist wandering about when Last Order could be in danger. This beast wouldn’t allow some other monster to run rampant and drag that child into the world of Darkness.  All the more, Accelerator just wanted to walk away from this situation and shrug it off as nothing.

Quite simply, he was conflicted with what to do. So he would seek the other’s opinion. 

“Why should we do that? I’m no hero, so my interest isn’t saving people. But if there’s a shitty villain wandering about. What would you do?”