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"Adapting to human unpredictability is one of my features."

Connor/RK800 from Detroit: Become Human - handled by Crescent.

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Morgana is Joker's esa and no one can take this idea away from me.

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" It's just heartbreathing to have you around. " ( Beatrice @ Lion )

❝ I can understand . . . ❞ Lion replied, their gaze filled with a certain sorrow for the golden witch. After all, the truth---the reality that lie before them, was that Beatrice was born from rejection. An unfulfilled promise, love that needed to be seen. Beatrice held the fruit of love and the truth of what happened within Rokkenjima. Had she been accepted by Natsuhi then she would've become Lion and lived life as the true Ushiromiya successor.

Lion was a future that Beatrice would never have, doomed to a chessboard and a fragment filled with tragedy. At least, that's how Lion saw and understood it to be so.

❝ Yet, if it is so heartbreaking---why do you repeatedly come to see me, Beato? ❞ They use the nickname, offer a smile in the hopes that maybe, it would soften the blow.

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❝ There is nothing better than reading a really good book in a quiet place away from all the distractions of general life. ❞

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sometimes elsa wakes up as a muse and by that I mean, my elsa muse is awake and you all should interact with her.

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Elsa was born with the frightening yet wondrous power of winter. It was through the love of her sister that she came to accept herself. Yet, during the growing pains of her reign as queen and then transition to the higher calling of Atohallan, Elsa had come to learn much. She was visiting her sister who now reigned as queen of Arendelle. Much time passed and there was much to discuss. The calm air about her remained the same however. She was serene grace.

❝ I am certainly glad I can share such wonderful time with you. Your presence is always accepted here. ❞ Much like the spirits of the enchanted forest, Elsa as a magical being was naturally opened to those concepts which humans normally rejected. After all, she was a bridge between humans and magic. Where Gods and demons and other such concepts stood, she accepted them readily as fact and their existence was acknowledged.

Plus, death was no stranger to her given their parents untimely demise at the hands of the sea. Death was a part of life and not an end but yet a beginning. From their sacrifice she had learned much and come to accept herself.

Elsa has tea brought to the very courtyard she had invited Hades to, seating herself across from him. ❝ Where you tread, Lelouch is sure to follow. Can I expect a visit from our favorite emperor? ❞ She says in good jest, a warm smile spreading across her features. ❝ I find that when one visits, the other is usually not far behind. You're very much like sea cats roaming the sea of fragments. ❞

❝ Paradoxes . . . I always assumed they were fatal flaws in logic---a logic error if you will. ❞

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❝ It has. I remember how much we used to talk. You had a few interesting points of view. I learned so much. Come. We can have tea and catch up. There is so much to talk about. ❞ A gesture for Hades to follow her to the courtyard. It was calming, sitting out there among the flowers and simply being around nature. It was who she was ----- nature. A true personification of winter's elegant beauty.

Elsa offers him a soft smile. ❝ Perhaps, you have some stories of your own to share as well? There are so many fragments out there that you travel ---- yes? I want to hear about them. All the chessboards you have seen. ❞

From  an  outsider  perspective,  circumstances  themselves  hadn’t  changed  much,  relatively.  From  one  perception  of  circumstances,  actual  paradox  he  witnessed  when  the  Witch  of  Paradoxes,  invited  gently  by  his  hands  as  he  would  representing  the  perfect  incarnation  of  the  God  of  the  Underworld  into  a  universe  who  needed  recreation  of  one  to  take  care  of  the  kid,  he  found  himself  playing  into  same  court  of  that  witch.  A  name  able  yet  to  annoying  that  Emperor,  that  found  himself  embraced  with  deep  flattery  with  the  amount  of  kindness  Elsa  offered  to  both  of  them.  He  remained  mostly  a  simple  observer,  that  could  into  once  in  his  larger  lifetime,  being  completely  accepted  by  another  soul  he  was  supporting,  making  him  believe  old  circumstances  can  change.  Did  things  evolve  with  Lelouch  since  then?  The  Emperor  of  Britannia  would  have  a  more  mixed  opinion  about  him,  more  inclined  to  be  sorry  concerning  his  offensive  behaviour  ---  nevertheless,  no  illusions  there,  he  remained  to  his  eyes  that  annoying  rival,  that  hurtful  memory  by  moment,  that  tormenting  shadow,  a  noise  so  much  missed.   The  Emperor  of  Britannia  would  wish  for  receiving  his  mocking  comments  close  to  his  ears,  his  unkind  judgement  towards  his  actions,  his  casual  condescendence,  as  a  reminder  he  was  cared  for,  as  an  eternal  remembrance  he  was  always  there.  Lelouch  would  crave  once  more  their  conflicts  between  each  other,  especially  when  it  concerned happiness of the  kid.

That  Emperor  has  been  emotionally  eroded  by  the  kid  some  time  away  was  necessary,  as  temporary  calmness  would  be  in  the  end.  That  kid  wasn’t  going  to  give  Lelouch  peace  in  same  manner  he  wouldn’t  have  peace  neither,  and  there  was  still  a  chessboard  he  needed  to  coming  back,  for  ending  disastrous  circle  and  consequences  he  started.  Paradoxes  spheres  offered  to  the  Witch  of  Illusions  came  with  a  price.  By  experience  by  now,  each  time  the  kid  was  offered  an  authority,  he  would  always  find  his  way  for  emotionally  searching  an  emotional  destructive  path  and  escaping  that  authority  …  and  around  Luke  Skywalker,  as  much  he  couldn’t  do  both  no  matter  his  attempts  ---  that  boy  educated  Phobos  during  hundreds  of  years,  and  adopted  another  goddess,  and  understood  from  his  own  background  observations,  as  the  boy  fixing  Featherine’s  mess,  hidden  meaning  of  that  chessboard  long  before  interfere  into  it  within  consciousness  ---  he  would  use  the  offered  playground  …  that  ended  up  opening  door  of  an  unexpected  foreshadowing,  and  exposed  future  he  would  need  to  anticipate  and  watch  carefully.  Deimos  wanted  to  having  his  free  round  inside  Tartarus  for  corrupting  that  place  further,  and  even  if  he  did  express  a  negative  answer  countless  of  time,  that  kid  decided  to  using  his  future  son  for  get  what  he  wanted  ---  beyond  deciding  to  having  fun.  It  might  be  the  future  for  him,  it  was  somehow  the  present  with  Deimos,  that  understood  perfectly  how  jumping  around  between  dimensions  compared  to  an  Phobos  who  was  annoyed.  ❝  I  wouldn’t  never  say  no  to  tea  party.  Sharing  them  with  you  always  has  been  the  most  interesting  conversations.  Besides,  sharing  my  perspective  with  you  is  such  a  pleasure.  ❞  He  could  still  wait  for  having  the  same  thing  with  Lelouch.  Concerning  the  Golden  Witch,  blame  remained  on  him,  as  he  was  playing  around  with  circumstances,  reflections  between  chessboards,  awareness  of  the  events,  consciousness  of  a  paradox,  in  which  playfulness  features  never  managed  to  removing  naturally  into  his  expression. 

❝  You’ll  find  yourself  learning  every  day.  ❞  He supported  once  more  into  a  gentle  voice,  as  apparently,  support  he  found  outside  ones  given  by  Thanatos  and  Hypnos  were  deeply  appreciated.  Though  Nyx  twins  will  be  less  inclined  to  be  annoying  towards  him  when  other  twins  managed  to  keep  them  grumpy  thanks  for  the  noise  they  caused.  Smile  who  born  into  his  expression  stayed  bit  hesitant  about  emotion  to  pull  into  it.  ❝  I  have  many  stories  to  share.  I’ve  received  a  paradox  for  helping  the  witch  representing  them,  as  a  strange  unexpected  gift,  though  it  opened  the  door  to  …  another  perspective,  can  I  say?  ❞  Presence  of  half-blood  children  that  weren’t  born  yet  needed  to  be  acknowledged  in  one  way  or  another,  considering,  by  foreshadowing’s  awareness,  there  was  consciousness  one  boy  travelling  between  his  mysteries  would  sense  to  have  been  unwanted,  even  for  one  tiny  second,  which  was  a  terrible  reminder  of  the  kid  he  honestly  didn’t  need.  Nevertheless,  he  couldn’t  slap  the  kid  as  the  way  he  could  before.  Himself  wasn’t  sure  at  this  point  in  which  manner  he  would  be  grateful  towards  Alois  Trancy,  that  embraced  that  another  manner  to  being  certain  to  torment  him  ---  Ah,  Lelouch  pushed  to  an  burn  out  in  which  he  was  emotionally  invalidated,  as  an  torture  it  was  for  the  main  concerned,  seemed  an  pleasant  suffering  compared  to  his  (the  mother  received  nothing,  since  the  Golden  Witch  remained  fragment  of  the  kid,  there  was  compassion).  Within  that  context,  her  last  sentence  generated  an  uncontrollable  giggle.  ❝  Let  us  have  have  time  for  all  these  chessboards  that  I’ve  witnessed~   They  are interesting  stories~  ❞

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" How are you feeling concerning our reunion ? " ( Lelouch @ Akira )

❝ I need power and I need to be able to swing the tide of this narrative in my favor. We have to succeed or else humanity will fail. There can be no failure. I will need help from you and everyone else I can find to back me up here. ❞

He's counting on Lelouch's help and influence.

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I have no idea what you're talking about. I invite you because its good to train. There is no other reason and definitely not because I'm interested in having a powerful woman step on me.

How many times have you begged to come into Mementos for 'sparring sessions'? It became more than obvious after around the eighth or ninth invitation~

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hello, hello ! You're looking at a brand new Connor rp blog from DBH. I'm looking for some partners ! If you're interested, like/reblog this post so we can connect. Don't really have the energy for a proper promo but I am down to try my hand at this sunshine android.

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"I don't need more blogs" I say as I think about giving Conner his own blog while I play DBH

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haven't thought about code lyoko in ages but don't look @ me adding some muses from it.

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❝ Reading a little too much into my words I see. ❞ He responds, a smirk on his features. Wearing the mask always brought out a different side of him. Regardless, he was cautious, but Akira was also not above taking risks. There were times where he'd given orders for the hell of it and pushed a few boundaries. Yet, he also could be cautious when it was called for. Right now, he had a little feline whispering in his ear to err on the side of caution with this one.

❝ You speak as if you're familiar with the meta verse. Maybe you're the one behind these psychotic episodes people are having --- with all the shadows then? Come to strike a bargain? I'm listening if so. ❞

He'd heard somewhere else those familiar words about pushing the world to be better. Hadn't the twins said something similar when he was in the velvet room? Was this person related to Igor and the velvet room?

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❝ In what ways? ❞ Akira responded. Grin spreading on his face. beneath the mask he was a completely different person. Slightly more aggressive than his normal self. Making a whole persona.

❝ Just why should I believe you? No one has ever helped me before. Personally, I don't think I need help. We've got it covered. ❞

That  dimension  he  stepped  into  was  different  of  C’s  world:  people’s  consciousness  was  something  that  could  be  perceived,  in  which  their  alterations  were  something  that  could  been  talked  with,  experienced,  discovered  ---  Meanwhile,  that  dimension  seemed  to  share  possibilities  of  closed  spheres  spaces  in  same  manner  than  the  Meta  world.  Oh,  of  course,  it  wasn’t  exactly  his  first  time  down  there.  However,  it  seemed  coming  back  sharpened  first  introductions  he  did  a  long  time  ago,  in  which  another  level  of  confidence  was  presented  instead.  Although  regardless  inside  the  outside  world  of  that  Japan,  he  would  be  pretending  to  be  a  harmless  student,  wasn’t  he  allowed  to  embracing  himself  within  his  true  self?  Didn’t  this  world  request  a  revolution’s  gear?  ❝  Someone  having  experience  concerning  other  dimensions.  Someone  having  experience  with  higher  dimensions,  watching  my  back  as  a  shadow.  ❞   Towards  grin  he  received,  he  offered  another  one  in  return.  ❝  Oh,  cautious,  are  you?  Worried  that  I  might  oppose  you?  No,  no,  you  can  say  my  presence  is  another  answer  of  revolution’s  sound,  when  the  world  could  be  changed  into  something  better  ---  and  I’m  sure  you  believe  in  such  faith,  aren’t  you?  Strange  way  to  express  yourself,  handle  it  yourself,  and  yet  exposing  an  we  as  there  are  other  allies  with  you,  mh?  ❞

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" You know I'll always be here for you~ " ( Battler @ Beatrice )

❝ You better be. You have centuries worth of making up to do you useless man. ❞ The witch sneered. Sure, it sounded mean, but in her own way, she was being playful. After all, the game is no fun unless she's riling him up for the hell of it.

Beatrice holds her pipe up to her lips. ❝ Well? I'm growing bored. So be there for me by being entertaining. Or do you want me to fade from existence again? ❞

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Morgana thinks for a moment, Tail idly swishing in thought. A hum dropping from his lips. Ears flicking in thought. Morgana did know a lot about the meta world and mementos, but there was a limit to his knowledge. He just knew that he needed to get to its depths to discover the secret and that Joker --- Akira --- was the best person for the job. After all, Akira had the ability to be both one and zero at the same time with that power of his to wear more than one mask. But, the meta world existed and it was known that there was research being done on it but no more than that. They were likely the only ones who knew of its existence outside of the place doing research.

But there was more to it than that. Even Akira had to see that, right? Morgana hummed again.

❝ I might be the expert compared to you all, but I don't have all the answers. It's just a feeling that I have that there is more to it and we're missing something . . . ❞ But what it was, he didn't know. ❝ There is more to it and you have the ability to unlock that potential. Your power is special after all. You can reach higher spheres. I'm sure that's why your power is growing. ❞

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Oh boy does he want to tell Akira something. Morgana always had something to say. Mostly, it was usually about how reckless Akira was being, or something about the shadows or their current objective.

He puts his paws up on the table. ❝ I do. It's about mementos and the meta world. After all there's so many mysteries that are still unsolved. We don't even know why this world exists and we haven't made it to the very depths yet. But, I have a feeling there's more to this - the palaces - all of it than we know. ❞

❝ We should try to see if we can find some information on it. Someone must know something. I mean - I don't know everything. ❞

Question  itself  was  rhetoric.  It  was  inside  beginning  and  ending  of  a  day  than  Mona  had  larger  opportunities  to  commenting  about  anything  that  could  have  happened  during  the  day,  and  even  when  there  was  nothing  in  which  it  could  be  bounced  back  with,  there  was  always  elements  left  in  obscurity  that  could  be  exposed  into  his  thoughtfulness.  Inside  LeBlanc  attic,  when  he  wasn’t  preparing  a  coffee  or  a  curry,  or  wasn’t  spending  his  time  into  the  television  playing  or  watching  a  movie,  heaviness  of  loneliness  could  be  sensed  once  in  a  while.  Concerning  Mona’s  advices,  it  helped  him  more  that  he  would  want  to  admit,  for  amusingly  playing  around  with  his  cat  appearance  once  in  a  while.  Even  rarer  seemed  the  time  when  he  expressed  agreement  and  thinking  otherwise  than  inside  gestures,  in  which  Morgana  understood  each  time  his  emotional  state,  in  same  manner,  he  was  paying  attention  to  his.  Communication  he  had  with  messages  with  his  friends  generated  sometimes  amused  reactions  of  his  part.  When  the  world  Memento  was  exposed,  he  assumed  it  was  about  the  mysteries  handled  yet  by  the  place,  in  which  a  pondering  silence  increased  concerning  the  Meta  world.  General  consciousness  seemed  easier  to  understand  than  the  latter,  holding  an  entire  level  of  obscurity.  ❝  I  agree  the  general  consciousness  is  a  strange  world,  and  I  wonder  what  mysteries  will  be  solved  into  their  depths.  Each  time  we  go  down  further,  each  time  the  atmosphere  changes  …  and  that  impression  of  underworld  …  considering  the  Meta  world,  we  didn’t  have  many  information,  hadn’t  we?  ❞  More  to  this?  More  than  the  Palaces?  Additional  moment  of  silence  resonated  a  lot  inside  a  temporary  confusion  concerning  information.  Who?  Who  could  know  information  about  it?  Oh,  for  a  tiny  second,  he  hesitated  spoke  concerning  Igor,  the  Velvet  Room  ---  if  there  was  one  place  in  which  he  could  hoping  having  information,  and  since  it  crossed  even  dimensions  …  ❝  I  though  you  were  our  expert~  ❞  He  amusingly  teased  before  smiling  slowly.  ❝  I  might  have  someone  to  ask,  but  …  otherwise,  I  don’t  know  someone  that  could  answer  all  your  questions.  Aren’t  the  Thieves  only  aware  of  the  Memento  presence, aren't they ?  ❞

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❝ Lady Bernkastel tries to play around. I have seen her skulking. I believe she may yet still be salty upon losing her game. ❞

Lion was aware of the existence of multiple verses. Multiple fragments of tales where she met with tragedy. Such was the unlucky tale of Yasu. It was unfortunate that in all universes, it seemed as if she would meet a tragic end. She --- referring to Yasu. They on the other hand, were living a life of luxury as the next head of the Ushiromiya family. The ring sitting proudly upon their hand, the one winged angel embroidered upon their clothing.

Lion regarded Beatrice with a hint of sadness, but mostly respect. She was after all the witch from the portrait that their Grandfather had woven many tales of. The truth of her existence unknown to most except those within his trusted inner circle like Lion and Genji. Even his own children didn't know the extent and truth of such a tale.

Hidden within the plight of Rokkenjima was a shadow, an ugly thing that twisted the reality and buried the truth under fog and spiderwebs. Witches, magic, tragedy . . . fitting for their family.

Lion's hands remained at their sides. ❝ At least you did receive what you wished for, did you not? The restoration of love. ❞

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❝ So it would seem. I've been told by a certain cat that I am the miracle. It must hurt seeing the life that you should have had. The single one in a million chance. The odds of this were close to zero. Even Lady Bernkastel sneered at this life of mine. ❞

They  were  representing  their  happy  ending.  The  life  she  would  have  always  imagined  having  one  day,  if  circumstances  could  be  different,  if  acceptance  could  made  upon  a  mother  ---  nevertheless,  miracle  she  perceived,  remained  similar  towards  miracle  she  have  concerning  Ushiromiya  Battler  and  little  hidden  doors  of  his  soul.  That  once  incompetent,  useless,  pathetic,  trashy  human  daring  to  deny  her  becoming  that  overprotective  Sorcerer  couldn’t  have  never  find  out  the  truth,  never  find  her  in  one  way  or  another,  in  which,  fatally,  that  would  have  transformed  his  life  ---  and  oh,  coming  from  that  man,  his  actual  behavior,  as  much  she  could  complaining  internally  previously  of  the  stupidity,  was  an  redemption  in  which  she  cannot  spit  upon.  Remembrances  concerning  Lady  Bernkastel  created  a  mocking  laugh  for  a  couple  of  seconds,  as  hiding  inside  such  gesture  the  suffering  she  will  experiencing  of  the  memory.  ❝  Miracles  came  with  a  price,  and  I  should  be  honoured  the  higher  Lady  Bernkastel  couldn’t  do  a  thing  for  stole  mine,  and  oh,  destroying  the  one  handled  by  Battler~  Which make you precious~ ❞  Proportions  of  her  jealousy  has  been  barely  exposed  when  she  targeted  her  tale.  ❝  An  miracle  such  as  you  are  needs  to  be  protected  at  all  costs,  as  much  my  eyes  could  admire  existence  that  you  have,  when  one  protector  avoids  your  tragedy  to  came  upon  you.  Jealousy  coming  from  Lady  Bernkastel  isn’t  something  you’ve  fault  to  ---  besides,  terrible  has  been  mirrors.  ❞

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❝ Indeed. I have heard that you can be as cold and cruel as any demon. I suppose that is what happens when you die in bitter rage and then have your sleep disturbed by a witch. ❞ A smirk draws slowly across Sesshomaru's face. ❝ And yet you still manage to wield quite the powerful sacred error. I don't know of any demons who can do that. ❞

she smirks. ' more like a walking demon, although not a pure blood such as yourself obviously.'

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the muse of the day is connor so like this for something from my soft android boy that I just added today. lol