ki-0011-blog

[ki-0011-blog]

hhhey fellas!

i’m unfortunately going to be dropping from isola so this blog is going to be dead. it was super fun here while it lasted! ;v; i’ll catch y’all on the indie side!

[ki-0011-blog]

“Lesbians can I get a hooyah?”

[ki-0011-blog]

“Hey! Hey! Hey happy birthday to the bestest sister in the whole damn world!”

@aqulus

[ki-0011-blog]

Dark Core Test

This makes you 3.11% Darker than the average person.

kyouka’s,,,, not,,,, the best person in the world. she’s spiteful as hell and her morals are kind of gray. 

[ki-0011-blog]

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

[ki-0011-blog]

Existential Crisis Sentence Starters

For interactions in which your muses feel like having a deep, terrifying discussion about life. 

“I wish I could go back.”  “Did your life turn out the way you expected it would?” “Sometimes I think if I just did one thing differently, maybe none of this would have happened.” “What if we ran out of goals? What would we live for after that?” “I feel like I wasted too much of my time.” “Do you ever get that feeling like you’ve lost something you can never get back, but you don’t know what is was?” “I find myself missing things that I didn’t truly appreciate when I had them.” “Where do you think you would be if we never met?” “I hate thinking about the past and wondering if I ruined everything.” “Would you start over if you had the chance?” “I wish we could slow the whole world down.” “If you could take back one mistake, what would it be?” “If you didn’t wake up tomorrow, would you be satisfied with today?” “Sometimes my body just doesn’t feel real.” “I’m terrified looking up at the sky. It reminds me of how small I am.” “I wonder, in the grand scheme of things, if anything we do will make a difference.” “Do you ever get that feeling that you just don’t matter?” “Sometimes I forget that I’m a person. I just go through the motions.” “I think what you’ve got is called ‘dissociation’.”  “Nothing feels real anymore.” “Don’t you get anxious when you realize time just keeps going and going?” “I sort of envy people who don’t get anxiety over just existing.” “You never know how much time you have left.” “Just think about how big the world is. You’re not even a drop in the bucket, we’re more like molecules in a drop.” “Do you really think, hundreds of years from now, anything we do will mean a thing?” “Maybe I need to stop thinking so much and just live.” “If you keep worrying, you won’t get anything done except for worry.” “Maybe we shouldn’t think so deeply about it. In the end, I’m not sure it matters.” “What do you want to be remembered for?” “How long do you think people will still talk about us after we’re gone?” “I think as long as you lived your life how you feel was right, it’s never a waste.” “Do you think everything happens for a reason?” “I’m not sure if fate is real, or if things just happen because they happen.” “There’s never enough time. You just have to make use of what you have.”

[ki-0011-blog]

"I think you're..."

Finish the sentence in my ask. “I think you’re compensating for something.” “I think you’re sweet.” Etc.

[ki-0011-blog]

“Hey, lady!”

Her voice was loud, and shrill, and probably rang... uncomfortably similar to the voice of another person this particular lady knew. She looked just like her, to boot, sans the red eyes and the freckles. She skidded to a halt in front of the gambler.

“What’s your favorite wizard swear?! This’s urgent! Y’gotta tell me!”

@handsel

[ki-0011-blog]

“Hey! Hey Ouma-kun! I’ve got’a question for you!”

Because these two were obviously friends by now. They’d sang Earth, Wind, and Fire together. It was the beginnings of a beautiful friendship, no doubt about it. She stuttered to a halt in front of the shorter boy, red eyes blown wide.

“Mmkay. D’you think dogs should vote? ‘Cause, I think dogs should vote.”

@horsefacedliar

[ki-0011-blog]

“Have y’ever realized th’ beauty and wonder f’mango?”

It’s a really out of nowhere question from Kyouka, but a genuine one. Maybe it was intentional. Red eyes were fixated on this taller girl, practically boring into her. Her head cocked to the side and she moved a bit closer.

“S’kinda like th’ opposite of th’ bad in th’ world, y’know? Mango, as opposed t’gazpacho. S’sweet n’ stuff. Y’ever stopped to ponder that? Huh?”

@akouomilo

[ki-0011-blog]

“Hey. Hey why’re you always wearin’ goggles like that?”

Ah, Kyouka’s lack of common sense in social situations strikes again. The plant clone had been people-watching, as she usually did. Her legs kicked forward and backwards as she perched on the stone wall, head tipped slightly to one side and red eyes practically boring into this wild-haired girl in front of her. She shimmed in place and hopped off of the wall, not even bothering to think about her sense of personal space.

“Y’know, in general, y’dress real weird. Not that that’s a bad thing- I mean, I have red eyes n’ look like some kinda’ fuckin’ demon, but still.” She trotted in a circle around the other girl, eyes widening further. “Y’some kinda’ inventor? Or just a fan’a steam punk? Huh?”

@erfinderin

[ki-0011-blog]

“There’s a field with thirty ghost boys!”

The shout came out of nowhere, and what it was in reference to? Who knows. Certainly not ghosts. Kyouka was actually standing, staring in awe, at some old Halloween decorations and sheets put up to represent ghosts. Completely with poorly scribbled faces on them and everything.

@arcade--rabbit

[ki-0011-blog]

Her focus? On the water in front of her. She’d wandered into the Golden Ward, one way or another. The ocean was vast. Mysterious. Dark. The little clone narrowed her eyes slightly and, unfortunately for this approaching stranger, a question popped into Kyouka’s mind.

“... Y’think there might be a shark down there?” She asked suddenly. “... A glass shark? In th’ dark water?”

@parthiva

[ki-0011-blog]

despairnecessities‌:

You fool. You utter fool. He never needed your permission to enter. 

But since you have denied him, he teleports in, places soggy bread everywhere, and then leaves. 

To perish.

A fate she’s willing to accept.

[ki-0011-blog]

“... S’a step above playing Despacito or something. Even then that’s suuuper out of date, y’know?”

[ki-0011-blog]

ok i’m not gonna do starters til tomorrow but iruma miu and kyouka interacting is by far the most terrifyingly chaotic combination i’ve ever seen and i’m all here for it

[ki-0011-blog]

despairnecessities‌:

Monokuma is outside your window. 

“Lemme in,” he says. 

What do you do?

The window is pulled open, if only for a moment. Kyouka matches the bear’s gaze, smiles, and then...

“Perish.”

... she promptly shoves him in the chest and off of her windowsill.