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Calling a jet an aircraft is just plane silly.

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sigmeowklim:

“Hey fuck off my jumpsuit is perfect for when I need to work on cars, besides, it’s not like I wear this every day. That would be disgusting. I’ve been here two years like hell it’s my only set of clothes–it’s laundry day. And listen this wasn’t about Doctor Who I actually know a fucking shitty doctor that talks about time travel. He has one eye and robotic arms.”

“Man, it’s like you don’t have a car in the world. That sounds super fucked up though. How did you even manage to do that? Who just goes out and meets a shitty time travelling doctor?”

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Like this post for a starter!

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execute yourself shoy )

This is a clear assalt on my blog and it’s content.

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If you plan to go bowling, you should spare no expenses or the staff might go on a strike.

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sigmeowklim:

“Then stop dressing up as him come on it’s not Halloween for another two months. I’m hung up about it because I know a shitty doctor that likes to talk about time travel.”

“You really want to talk about fashion taste? You really want to go there? Your shirt looks like it had an unforunate accident with a mall advertising section. On another note, I can’t believe you actually watched Doctor Who.”

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Starter call!

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You know, they say if you like a tall girl, you should...

Ladder know. 

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“Well, there’s no need to change perfection.” He wanted to slap himself for saying that, but it’d look weird and awkward and it’s already an embarrasing situation given the words he just let out of his mouth. He’s going to get through this.

He tried to lighten the blow by smiling. “It’s nice to see you too, though. Kind of shitty to hear you dragged into another nonary game, since I’ve been in one and it’s not that fun, but I’m glad to see you’re alright.”

Everyone seemed to have been looking for him. Maybe he should just leave them his phone number next time, to make things easier. “I’ve been forced to a cruel game that is as challenging and puzzling as a nonary game, myself.”

A pause, deep breath and--

“College homework. I’m still a student and my lecturers didn’t really buy ‘I was in the nevada desert with 8 other people almost dying’.”

Wow, that was a really shitty pun.

Huffing out when she heard it, she just let go of him, shoving him away from her a bit. Placing her hands on her hips, she just narrowed her eyes at the other. She gave such an excited welcome, and this is how he responds? Focusing on her breasts and making a bad pun about it?

Yeah, sounded like Junpei.

“Ugh, you never change Junpei,” she complained, sighing a bit before her smile returned to her face.

“Buuuuuut I really am glad to see you! And uhm…well, life has been treating me pretty horribly lately! I dragged into another stupid nonary game, it was awful! And where have you even been! We’d been looking for you for a year!”

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“Sorry, buddy, I’m not. I’m a bit too old, too. That was part of the sarcasm about the doctor, and you’re welcome. You seem pretty hung on the doctor part, though. Any special reason?”

“So you’re trying to imply you’re not Marty McFly? Bullshit just look at you. And what doctor? What doctor fucking told you to go back in time. Unless that was part of the sarcasm here because if so fuck you.”

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“Yeah, it’s me. The doctor said it’s crucial that I go back to this specific point in time to kick your ass for making this joke.”

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“Holy shit,”

“It’s Marty McFly from that one old ass movie…Back to the Furniture or something.”

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He was able to tell she was not in complete peace over this. Maybe she’ll never be, or maybe she’ll grow onto it with time. Her mind was obviously more preoccupied than he could even start to imagine, but... there’s not much to do about it, and he might aswell try and make her genuinely enjjoy the time they have left. 

Besides, she agreed to hear the joke, and it’s a really good one, so the contract has been sealed whether she wants it or not. He inhales some air, and proceeds.

“Okay, so... There’s this one guy who finally had the chance to ask the girl of his dreams to the prom. To his surprise and joy, she said yes! He was really happy, and decided to make it the best night possible.”

Maybe this joke ended up sounding topical. It’s not too bad.

“He decided that he’ll need a good suit for the night, to impress his newfound date. He drove down to the nicest fashion store he could find, but to his dismay there was a huge line! However, at that moment he thought to himself: “I love her, I can do this for her, I’ll wait.” And so he waited, and finally got the finest tuxedo he could ask for.”

He moved on to the second verse. 

“After stopping by that shop and getting a nice tux, he figured that he’ll need to get her a nice bouquet, too. Our hero goes to the best flower shop he could find, and find himself meeting bad luck again. Another long line awaited him before entering the store! He did not give up, thinking:  “I love her, I can do this for her, I’ll wait.” And he waited once more. He left the store with an impressive bouquet, and a warm feeling in his heart.”

One more part, and that’s it for now.

“The day of the prom arrived. He came to her house with his car, dressed in his tuxedo and holding the bouquet in his hands. The flowers made her heart beat and the tuxedo made her fall in love with him even more. They both drove to the prom, and danced the night away. Being the gentleman he is, our man decided to get his date something nice to drink from the table. He walked towards the drinks table, and...”

“There’s no punch line.”

     He would never completely understand, she was certain of that. If he chose to love heart open, eyes closed, she couldn’t turn him away so easily with words, no matter how genuine she was. Time had not been kind. She looked to the sky for an expanse of time. It was not that of home, cruel and unkind, but she almost fit in here, no matter the good she might have wanted. “Junpei… if that is what you want.” She doesn’t even look at him now, she can’t. He’d made his choice and she would accept it, but the guilt and the genuine truth of who she was didn’t permit this. 

      A hand is offered to him, that same smile she wore as June. “Let me hear it. It can’t be worse than some of those jokes you told me in that first game.” She would have to pretend. 

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IT’S CONFIRMED

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“Well... I think you are. But anyways, I suppose that’s fair.” It isn’t fair, but there’s not much he can do about it. Maybe another Junpei from another reality can grow old with her, but fate had other plans for him. While there’s many things you can escape, fate wasn’t one of them. He can’t really say he’s as rough around the edges as she is, but maybe that’s something that’s alright. 

“Let’s make the most of the time we have, then. If I’m not going to see you for a while after this, we might aswell make this the time of our life. I mean, I have this really good joke I can tell you.” He tried to stay optimistic, for the sake of both of them. It kinda pained him to say that they might not see eachother for long, but it’s the reality he’ll eventually have to face. There’s no use delaying it now.

      “Junpei… I wasn’t even going to speak with you were it not for this city. I left you in the dust.” She appreciates all his words, his want for this to not be so difficult, for them to laugh, and in a way, yes, she wants that too. There remain truths he does not understand, however. “You saved my life, I will always be grateful for that, but I’m not a good person.” Oh, she wanted to be. That little girl who had sobbed over the rabbits, held the cat Junpei saved, and made promises with him in the setting sun, that was who June was and that part of her was somewhere in her heart but who Akane was now? She’d become more corrupted than that, cruelty eating her to the bone. She didn’t seek chaos, didn’t relish in pain, but revenge was something she had taken to, survival, and she was not that idealistic girl anymore. 

     “I appreciate everything you’ve shown me, all your kindness, and I will not stray away from you while we are here, but you shouldn’t go into this too idealistically.” She’d made that mistake about life a time or two too often.

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“I think I got better with my puns. That’s a skill you hone with time, and I think I have it down.” He wanted to atleast try and lighten up the mood a little. This has been a serious subject, and he didn’t want them to drown too hard in it. Despite all of this, her words hit his heart as if shot from a sniper rifle. Even with all her complexions, her worrying side had not changed one bit. Perhaps this is what lead to it in the first place? Perhaps.

“Either way... I don’t think I’ll reach this day as long as we talk to eachother. I can chase my dreams of loving you as much as I want, but as long as I don’t connect with reality, I will just end up growing you into something you arent, and end up dissapointed.” He gripped her hand in his, and held it firmly. 

“I know you’re not a fever dream, or anything like that. You’re a real person, who went through a lot for someone their age, or in general. I have to know how to deal with it, and how to help you, because I think you deserve happiness just like everyone else.” He stopped for a moment, taking in what he let oiut, and proceeded to scratch the back of his head. “...Jesus, I AM really cheezy, aren’t I.”

     But she does. At least… Akane cannot forgive herself if she does not. Though it was necessary and she wouldn’t be looking at him now if she hadn’t, it doesn’t mean there isn’t some guilt to be felt for her actions. Still, he brings a tear to her eye, a laugh that’s not even forced. “You were always so compassionate, even when we were little, I guess maybe we haven’t changed so much from the kids we used to be.” Her heart was heavy now, the burdens she carried given her circumstances and the plans she had for the future… when she got out of this place, wherever they were, she wasn’t going to see him again for years. Regardless of who she had become because of the cold in their world, she’d be a fool to not enjoy Junpei’s company here, cheese and all. “You always liked to be cheesy too…” He had a penchant for puns, dirty humor, but in Junpei’s way, he was endearing. “But you are wrong… even if you’ve come out of this okay with your scars, it’s wrong for me not to apologize.” Regardless of how much he accepted her as she was. 

     Akane took one of Junpei’s hands into her own. “Even if you love how I am, I fear there is one day when you won’t.” When he’d see her for everything she was, not just the good and bad which he had accepted. “Your heart has remained pure as when we were children… mine has not.” She squeezes his hand, meets his eyes with relative ease, but there remains a weight that she is sure will cause them to sink someday.

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“Oh come on, you’re being really silly now, you know? I guess that trait was left with you.” He let out a small laughter, which seemed unfitting considering the deep mood they were both sunk in by his question. However, it was all followed with a small tear leaving the side of his eye. 

“You don’t need to apologize. I know it sounds REALLY cheesy, but you’re going to have to bear with me. If I had to do it again, I’d do it in a heartbeat. Maybe that’s kind of unusual but... I don’t think I can go back to things being usual anymore, and I think it’s better that way. After all, I got to save you. All of you.”

A sincere smile comes out. Wide, encouraging, and filled with emotion. “I think you said this to me in another timeline, where we didn’t make it, but... I always loved you. Ever since we were little, I did. Akane, June, and even Zero... They’re all parts of you that I love. This really came out as cheesy, but it’s alright.”

     As they sit and as his words sound, she swallows. She doesn’t hold regrets for what she did, what she had to do, and she never will, that much is sword… but that doesn’t mean there isn’t some guilt to be had. He is right, June… the little girl who he knew in his youth, they were all part of her and none of it was a lie beyond what she selected to omit. She had cared for him, that nine year old boy who thought he could take on several bullies in order to save on cat for her. The same boy who looked after her every second he could in the nonary game she had constructed, who held her in his arms more than once as she faded away. Of course she had grown fond of him… but what she did to him was also her choice and even if she regretted herting him, she could not regret what she had done.

     ”You’re right, I am not completely different from Akane Kurashiki of age nine or from June, the girl you knew supposedly on board the Gigantic. But I am different.” As they sit, she looks him in the eye for he deserves this honestly and hell if she wasn’t at least going to give him that. “That girl, both of them, they are facets of who I am and important ones at that, but they are no longer everything. There is so much of my life that isn’t there for you, that changed since I was taken away… I grew hard, Junpei. It was the only way.” To survive, to overcome her past and keep living. She and Aoi found a way to save her life and enact revenge upon those who had sinned so greatly and they’d be damned if they didn’t act on it. 

     “For what it’s worth, I am sorry for dragging you into everything, I know you’ve suffered, but I cannot apologize for doing what I had to nor for who I’ve become.”