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thestoneyumi:

Yumi had completely forgotten anyone else was in the house when everything suddenly went black, instead immediately going into survival mode. Kit was keeping her in the moment, but the longer the darkness seeped in, the more and more convinced everything was going to end. That XANA was back to finish what it started, leaving her tense and terrified. She didn’t know where Odd or Ulrich was, which perhaps was more terrifying than the first time. She always had them. How was she supposed to fight this alone? 

She forced herself off the floor finally, convinced that she had to go find them. Had to find Odd and Ulrich and Jeremie.  She opened the door to her room, going to grab her jacket when she saw a figure sitting at the desk. Her heart was in her throat as she crept toward it, laying a hand on the figure’s shoulder before it let out a terrible scream. 

Yumi fell backwards onto to the floor in her shock and attempt to get away from the figure before her brain processed properly whose voice it was. “Aelita?” she asked, pushing herself back onto her feet, moving to the girl’s side quickly. “Princess, it’s me, Yumi!” She moved to rest a hand on Aelita’s face, wiping her thumb across her face. “It’s okay, it’s okay. No one is here, it’s just me, okay? I’m here. You’re safe with me.”

Aelita jolted at she felt someone grab her face. She held her breath. She didn’t fully believe the voice, but it could just be because the earphones muffled it ever so slightly. It took her a moment to finally open her eyes. She finally breathed when she knew it was Yumi for sure.

“I just got freaked out. I’m fine,” she whispered. She was still hyper-ventilating a little bit, but she was beginning to calm down. She could breath again. She felt like she was in the real world again. She could finally tell herself she was awake. However, if this was nightmare, she could at least wake up if things got any worse...

“I’m fine,” Aelita repeated a little louder. “I’m here, and I’m fine.” She took off the headphones, throwing them to the side. She let herself relax. She had been so tense since the power went out. She didn’t know what to expect. She still didn’t know what to expect, but just having someone else there made it at least feel like it was better to handle. 

“I’m fine,” saying it one last time just to remind herself. Aelita took Yumi’s hands and lowered them, though still keeping them in her own. For a moment, she wanted to ask what caused the power outage, but she too scared of the answer. Instead, she asked, “No one else is here? Are you sure?”

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ulrichstcrn:

finding his people becomes priority, in that moment. in the moments when the lights go out, the announcement comes on, and everyone starts freaking out. find his people, find his friends, find his family, find those that will help to keep him together in this moment. find those who will need him, because being needed is a distraction from the turmoil that exists worst in his mind than it does all around him. stepping through chaos, he makes his way towards where he can only hope one of his friends will be.

finding his way in the dark is the hard part. no time to grab a flashlight, no time to think of another solution. he can only walk with his fingertips trailing the building he’s passing, counting his steps, getting his bearings when the floodlights illuminate his way. he has to find someone, has to find someone, has to find …

when he finds a familiar building, one he didn’t know he was looking for … ulrich can’t help himself. his footsteps are loud in the quiet, once he’s inside. navigating by touch and the bare wisps of light peeking through the windows, he doesn’t know exactly where she is until he manages to touch her. and then she’s screaming.

“aelita, no, hey! it’s me! it’s ulrich!” he cries out, taking a step back. he wants nothing more than to wrap her up in his arms, protect her as he always has tried to do. but he doesn’t think it would help right now. faced with someone else in crisis, he can feel his own personal demons retreating to the back burner of his mind. “aelita, it’s okay. it’s me. it’s ulrich.”

she continued to shake her head, refusing to believe the voice. she didn’t know if it was her head or something else tricking her. eventually, she was able to calm herself down to logic with herself. it sounded like him. enough time had passed that if it was something, she still be sitting there. something should have happened by now. and if it was all in her head, it was just gonna get worse if she didn’t look...

aelita, hands still on her headphones, finally looked up. she stared for a while before allowing herself to breath again. her heart was still racing, but now it felt like it was some sort of relief. 

“oh thank god,” she said as she clutched her sweater. “thank god,” she repeated, louder this time as new tears filled her eyes. “i just... i just thought you were...” she lost her words again. she buried her face in her hands as she tried to calm herself. she took a deep breath. she reminded herself where she was. she wasn’t dreaming, and if she was, she was in control. she wanted the person in front of her to actually be ulrich, not some twisted form. she was the one in control.

“i’m sorry. i just got freaked out when the power went out,” aelita said as she finally took her headphones off her ears, leaving them around her neck. Her voice began to steady. “i just had no idea who you were for a second.”

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go away || a&open

Sometimes, in moments like these, Aelita realizes she’s floating in space. On a literal space rock. Floating around in nothingness. In pure darkness.

Some people find this idea comforting. Some people prefer the mystery and emptiness. Some people don’t like being overwhelmed. Aelita likes to think she doesn’t get overwhelmed, but she does. But she is easily underwhelmed... And that’s more terrifying.

Your mind takes over. It makes up for the lack of distractions. Maybe if you have a creative, fun mind, you like your imagination go wild. If you run on anxiety, your imagination only makes things worst. Aelita no longer had that kind of imagination. She already knew what the worst case scenario could be. She just refused to name it. It didn’t deserve to be named.

Still, it crossed her mind. Over. And over. And over again... 

It only made sense. XANA found them. XANA was here to end it. Either this was going to end with her dying or getting dragged back into the pits of hell.

Aelita didn’t move. Her hands still hovered over her keyboard. She never moved her eyes from her now black screen. She never reached for her headphones since the sound cut off. For a while, she lived in limbo...

When she suddenly felt a presence, her breathing stopped. When something enter her peripheral vision, she shut her eyes. When she felt something touch her, Aeita lost it. 

She started screaming. The sudden movement of her arms caused her computer to go flying. She clutched her headphones as she began to shake her head, wishing to hear anything but that voice. Tears streamed down her face as she only repeatedly muttered “Please just go away.”

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jfc-jinx:

She eyed the laptop warily, “And what is it you gotta do exactly?” In the mean time she ordered a drink for Aelita, telling the waiter the strongest drink they had and double that. The other could barely keep their eyes open and if she guessed it, it wouldn’t be long till she clocked out for the next couple hours. “You don’t have anyone that could help you out or anything?”

Aelita slouched into her chair some more while staring at her screen. “Great question…” she muttered under her breath before speaking. “I’m trying to make some sort of cover art, or whatever its called, for my latest mix. It’s… It’s getting there? It’s look alright but I know there’s more to do… I just… Don’t wanna do it…” she trailed off. It was only for her small stuff that she did her own art. And by small stuff, she meant the random mixes she made when she avoided sleep like the plague. "For stuff like this, I just do it myself. I just need some visual before publishing it to the world.”

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“Ah man, that’s a hard thing to beat,” her comment laced with sarcasm. “Not even winning the lottery. Unless you spend all that money on more Starburst jellys and find an even bigger one...”

“I just got a huge ass jelly bean in my bag of starburst jellys and honestly, I feel complete. Fuck everything else that happens today, nothing is going to top this.”

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@jfc-jinx [cont]

“I can tell.” She wasn’t subtle in her once over in the slightest and shot the other a silent ‘it shows’. “You need a coffee or something? Maybe an adrenaline patch?” Jinx knew how it went having sleepless nights of her own, but she was used to not having a predictable sleep schedule-came with the territory after all. She knew how to work on fumes. “Or five.”

“I’ll take five of whatever the last thing you said was,” Aelita’s head jolted up. Normally, she was pretty good without much sleep. This wasn’t even her longest streak. Maybe the fun nightmares were to blame. She tried to shake off some of the sleepiness before speaking again. “I just... I just need to finish this.” Aelita gestured towards her laptop. “It’s... It’s so close.”

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rxcketgirl:

“Well, things inspire people. You never know, your music or story can inspire another little girl or boy to do what they want.” She shrugged. “Its how I got into sports when I was a kid. I heard someone else’s story.”

Aelita nodded along as the woman spoke. “Well, I’m not one to share my entire life story, but hopefully my music has enough of a narrative on its own,” she half-joked. “But yeah, for sure. Sometimes hearing someone else’s story can get you a long way.”

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❝ Is that even legal? ❞ ( river / @pcstelpvnk )

@pcstelpvnk || hsm starters || ACCEPTING

“I don’t know. But if it isn’t, I have a few friends that can bail me out.”

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❝ I thought you were my friends! Win together, lose together. ❞

@bvnhcp || hsm starters || ACCEPTING

“We are friends! But this doesn’t call for teams, now does it?”

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❝ Do you remember in kindergarten how you’d meet a kid and know nothing about them, then 10 seconds later you’re playing like you’re best friends, because you didn’t have to be anything but yourself? ❞ ( kushina / @habcnero )

@habcnero || hsm starters || ACCEPTING

“No.” It was hard to explain her so-called childhood, so Aelita simply responded, “I try not to remember anything more than a couple of years ago.”

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❝ This is not what I planned. ❞ ( kitty / @cvricsity )

@cvricsity || hsm starters || ACCEPTING

“Gotta expect the unexpected, my friend…” Aelita shrugged. “What did you even have planned?”

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❝ You do not offer direction, suggestion, or commentary! ❞ ( tsuyu / @riiibbiit )

@riiibbiit || hsm starters || ACCEPTING

“What? You didn’t ask me! It’s rude to just randomly comment. Especially if it’s not a compliment.”

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bvnhcp:

“well, simple explination is that there is comp, which is competetive play, and there’s just playing chill. though if you watch a couple of streams you can see people are really try hards.” she shrugged her shoulders once more before folding her hands in front of her. “i tend to ignore them. they watch the streams to talk crap about me, i still get paid for their view.” a small smile took over her face before she nodded. “it’d be a great way to get your songs out there and i would never mind promoing you!! anything really works since i don’t play a lot of slow games. i’m more of an action, shooter games.”

aelita nodded along to the explanation. "i almost feel bad for the try hards sometimes tho. poor guys. just wanna be one of the cool kids.” she let a small smirk grow on her face. “ah, yes. literally getting paid by the haters. what a concept,” she laughed. “i only get paid for their attendance when the venue gives me some small percentage of the cover fees. sadly, it’s mostly a flat rate in my biz.” if she got more cover fees, she’d even welcome the harsh ‘critics’. still, she couldn’t complain since she was being paid for her passion. “oh, perfect! i’ll give you my best beats then. they should work well with high stress and anticipation.”

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cvricsity:

kitty offered a smile as she looked towards the other. “you’re talking to the queen of being petty, okay. i know how you’re feeling but still, i’d put them behind you.” dropping her phone in her lap, kitty placed a hand on the other’s shoulder. “you’re so much better than them. plus, i don’t say ythat about a lot of people.” she pointed at them before falling back into her chair. “you’re not bothering me. beisdes, i’d be at home. bored off my ass if i wasn’t out with you.“

"i guess,” aelita sighed with a shrug. normally, such a character would not be so comforting, yet here they were. the next action mildly took the girl by surprise. “well, i’m flattered then,” she laughed. aelita didn’t think she’d done much to prove she was any better than the internet trolls in their short interaction, but it was nice to know she came across in such a way. “i’m so glad i’ve been keeping you entertained.” 

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"Oh, you would want to write about my music?” Aelita almost seemed shock. People had made reviews of her work, but mostly there were faceless entities to her. “I’m more than happy to show you my work. Do what you want, but I never mind a few more people finding my stuff.”

Reggie listened to the girl,not exactly how this conversation started. “Okay,” She said. “Well, I think everyone should be open with music. How about if I write a piece on your music for The Zine?” She offered.

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herbooksandadventures:

Belle nodded in understanding, if she had a dollar for every time some didn’t understand where she was coming from she’d be a millionaire. “I get that…I mean, if you want I could give you feedback? I understand if you’re protective of your music though. Lord knows I’m protective of my books.” She laughed.

“It’s so much I’m protective of my music, I’d be more than happy to share,” Aelita let out a small smile. “I don’t just make music for myself. You could say I literally share it for a living,” she chuckled as she pulled out a pair of headphones. She plugged them into her computer and offered them to the stranger. “You can listen. Just gotta tell me if you want to softer stuff or eardrum-blasting stuff first.”

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cvricsity:

“no, but you grow from it.” kitty turned her attention back to her phone. “if someone’s trying to bring you down, just means you’re higher up than them and they are just trying to ruin you.” kitty continued to scroll through her feed, listening to the other before sighing. “that’s make you no better than them.” she offered in a sickly sweet voice.

while the other’s words were quite comforting, aelita still wished to do some more. “i know,” she sighed. “fighting fire with fire doesn’t do anything but create a bigger fire, but... sometimes being petty is so satisfying. but alas, i try to be a good person... so i’ll just target all this bs into my music i guess...” she shrugged. “sorry. i didn’t mean to bother you with my own bullshit.”