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reikeip · 2 years

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Crossroad ♱ Crowd 7

Location: Underground Livehouse

Keito: Kiryuu. Come to the stage, please.

Kuro: All right. Geez, I got myself tangled up in some weird shit.

Rei: Ohh. You’re wearin’ the same outfit as us, Kiryuu-kun—gonna sing with us?

Kuro: If it’s not too much trouble. I made an extra outfit just in case, an’ it seems to have backfired on me.

It’d be a waste to not wear an outfit after goin’ through the trouble of makin’ it, though.

He asked me to appear on stage with ‘im as his groupmate, even if it was only temporarily.

In exchange, he’s gonna officially recognize my clothing mendin’ as an on-campus job.

Gonna call it an on campus part-time job, an’ write it into the school rules.

Might be ‘cause I had a bad temper back in middle school, but I feel like if a teacher sets their eyes on me, I’m done for.

So if they took issue with me earnin’ a little extra money, ‘cause it’s against the school rules, it’d be pretty bad for me.

But, from now on, Hasumi will… Or more like, the student council, will protect my status.

I’ll be treated like a well-behaved student, who didn’t break any school rules.

So, that’s why I’m lendin’ my strength. Our goals have become the same.

If Hasumi—the student council—grow in power, I’ll benefit. If it goes under, I lose the shield protectin’ my back.

Someone could point out I’m breakin’ the school rules, report me to the teachers, an’ then I’m kicked right outta the school.

It’s important for me to avoid that, ‘cause I decided I’m gonna be an idol.

This time, I want to be the one who heals and gives hope to others—not the one who hurts them.

Because I know one of the things that cheered up my lil’ sis back when she was depressed, was these idols.

It isn’t fittin’ for a rogue like me, but…

I really wanna be an Idol. I can’t half-ass it then drop out.

Rei: Hmmm~... Doin’ some pretty heartless stuff, huh, Bouzu? You took a scary demon nobody could tame, threatened him, and made him do your biddin’.

Kuro: I didn’t word that good. He was honest and up front, gave me a whole passionate speech an’ convinced me himself.

Hasumi’s ideas are pretty naive, but I don’t hate ‘em.

Kuro: At the very least, it’s thanks to him that I’m standin’ on stage now. In front of this huge audience, I can sing my heart out.

I’m real happy. This is the kinda thing I’ve been waitin’ for.

“♪~♪~♪”

Keito: …Fufu. It looks like I picked the right type of music, Kiryuu’s powerful voice works perfectly with rock. It’s got some tremendous soul—if you look away for just a second, it’d kill you.

Kuro: I ain’t killin’ anything, what do you think I am?

Well, anyway. That’s what’s up, so… If Sakuma tries anythin’ uncalled for, I’ll stop him.

In every sense, right now I’ll be actin’ as Hasumi’s ally.

Keito: Indeed. I won’t take any losses—I plan on asking you to do more work like this in the future, after all.

Kuro: Haha. Next time, don’t ask me so outta the blue.

To be honest, ‘cause I was makin’ those outfits I didn’t get enough lessons in… I’m gettin’ fed up with how much trouble I’m havin singin’.

Whatever, I’ll cover that up with brute force! Hey hey, Rock n’ roll…!

Rei: Hahah. I see, ya thought this out. Kiryuu-kun’s a proud fighter, he’s able to keep me under control by force.

No matter what I’m plannin’, worst case scenario he can come over an’ restrain me.

At the very least, showin’ me it’s possible should keep me in check.

But yanno what, Bouzu? It doesn’t matter how strong Kiryuu-kun is… This ain’t some action manga, there’s no way he could take on tens of people all at once~

Ya probably thought that so long as you could stop me you’d be fine. But, this world has a whole buncha people in it that aren’t me.

And history, it’s always built by that nameless crowd.

Keito: …? What do you mean?

Rei: Seein’ is believin’. I’ll show ya the horrors of reality.

“Hey hey! Attention please! I’ve an announcement to make~!”

Keito: ( ? What’s he trying to pull? Should I ask Kiryuu to get involved and stop Sakuma-san?)

(No, our performance isn’t over yet… I would rather avoid starting up some sort of fight scene before the vote is done.)

Rei: “Uhh, sorry. Looks like I got my cue all mixed up. Just now, I was singin’ along with these three all nicely, but~…”

“Well, ya see, I’m not really one of ‘em~ ♪”

Keito: Hey, what are you trying to say? That isn’t what you promised—you were supposed to be my partner this time!

Rei: “Yeah. Guess you’re right, so I’ll rephrase that. I was with these guys, but…”

“But, before the votin’ starts, I’m sayin’ I’m not one of them. I can’t put up with ‘em anymore, so I’m leavin’.”

…I did promise I’d be your partner, but ya didn’t say I had to be your groupmate forever~ I got the right to leave whenever I want. Ya got a problem with that?

Keito: Wh…? Don’t be so egotistical, I don’t accept this!

Rei: Even if ya don’t accept it, the rules don’t care~

The groups are made up of volunteers. There’s nothin’ saying ya gotta write their names down an’ give ‘em a stamp of approval, and that if ya don’t it won’t count.

Hell, if Kiryuu-kun can jump in halfway through, what’s the problem with me hoppin’ out?

You were too vague—that’s your slip up.

Keito: (Guh… But I haven’t known Kiryuu for very long, I really didn’t know he’d join us until today.)

(No, I couldn’t put that much trust in Kiryuu.)

(In the case of an emergency, I set things up so Kiryuu could join at any time, but…)

(But Sakuma-san took advantage of that same vagueness in the rules, and used it to free himself.)

Rei: “An’ so the schemer drowns in his own scheme. Anyway, I’m outta there.”

“After that, I’m gonna form a brand new group on the spot.”

“Anyone who wants to join, come along up to the stage. I’ll take ya in as one of my own, so lets have fun singin’ together.”

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fabbyf1 · 1 year

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🎀 ☯️

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

oh, bestie. you would do this to me on main.

I am proud of how far I've come with writing my filthy ass porn.

When I first started writing smut, I was so awkward about it and hated every word, but I pushed myself out of my comfort zone and now??? I'm slutting around town havin' a blasttttt baaabbbbbyy!

I really enjoy how I've been able to explore different tones and kinks without losing my values. (i.e. I will always bring consent into the fic, and there will always be Feelings™ involved, even in pwp. I'm a huge slut for feelings™)

So basically, all of this is to say that I enjoy my filth and do a good job at it. Someone's gotta be gettin' us all there, ya know? Times are rough.

☯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?

It definitely builds community! I love getting to know my followers and readers. I can't begin to explain how happy it makes me when people tell me how much they enjoyed my fic, especially when they give examples of the part(s) they loved the most. It helps me when I'm writing my next fic to know what parts people enjoyed from the last one!

It's also so fun to have people to talk about common interests with. I've been an F1 fan for soooooo long, but until Netflix came around, there weren't many other US fans. (And definitely not in my small circle of people.) Internet Strangers are the only people I could ever talk about F1 with, which is So Important.

As for how to deal with it if you have social anxiety...

I'm not gonna lie. I get very overwhelmed with social interactions on this site. I'm an introvert irl and can easily get introverted on the internet as well, especially when holding too many conversations at once.

Whenever that happens, I force myself to log off and ignore my inbox/chats for a while. (Or whine about it to the besties who are exempt from "socially draining" me.)

To all my lovely followers, please never take it personally if I take a long time to respond! I'm jussa lil rat with social anxiety! I'm also on Pacific Time in the US, and most of my m00ts are not. 🥹 I promise I don't want you to STOP messaging me!!!! Just bear with my rat behavior.

Thanks for coming to my trauma dump. I'll be in Google Docs crying about cock warming if anybody needs me.

#WIP #Ask #this somehow turned into a Thing #i really should be writing

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nooneelsecomesclose17 · 3 years

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Daddy's first pride

This is probably terrible, if so I'm sorry. From the Ana'verse.

"Plain iced cupcakes with different flags or rainbow icing." Robert announced as Aaron walked in the door with Ana on his hip and Seb following, making a beeline for his toys, giving his Dad a half hearted wave, as usual too interested in playing than anything else.

"Is this a quiz or..." He sets Ana down on the floor having picked her up from Sarah. He just stares at his husband, surrounded by recipe books, tapping away on his laptop, Sara in her bouncy chair in front of him fast asleep.

"For Pride. I can't make my mind up. Which do you think would be better?"

"Can we go back to the beginning, because I feel like I've walked in halfway through the series."

"Charles came in the cafe today, he's organising Pride in the village and he asked me to get involved." Aaron hasn't seen Robert look so eager about anything for ages, not since he came out of prison and he smiles along with him. "He's asked all local businesses for sponsorship or to be involved. I'm doing refreshments and stuff."

"When is it?"

"Next month. He said he'd called at the yard but couldn't make you hear." He goes back to scrolling on his laptop. "What do you think of these?"

"Must've had the crusher going." He shakes his head and picks his way through the mess surrounding Robert before he can sit down, lifting Ana onto his lap. "I can't hear a thing with that going you know that. What am I looking at?"

"Cookies. Maybe Mum could ice them, you know, all the different flags?"

"Yeah, why not. You know I'm the wrong person to ask, all I care about is if they taste nice."

"Idiot." He leans over to kiss him, closing his laptop. "I've put tea in early because there's a meeting at the village hall at six."

"About?"

"Pride, Aaron! I'm on the committee so I have to be on time. So you'll have to do bath time and that. I'll be home before they go to bed."

"There's a committee?"

"Yes. It all has to be arranged. You can help if you want. Mum's already volunteered, and there's Matty, Ethan, Charles, Nicola and Vic, oh and your Gran." He couldn't help smiling because he'd not seen Robert this animated in ages even if he truly couldn't remember any conversation they'd had about any of this.

"I'm not one for meetings am I, but I can do heavy lifting and that." He hesitates, not wanting to dampen Robert's mood one bit.

"What?"

"Nothing, it's just...you've never really seemed interested in going to pride or 'owt." Robert looks down and he instantly feels bad. "Oi, it's not a criticism, I just wondered...you seem to be going at this hell for leather that's all. Did you want to go before or...?"

"Not really...I, nearly went once, in London. Chickened out at the last minute, worried someone from work might see me and just know which was daft I know, and when you and me got together, something always seemed to get in the way. I just thought...I know who I am now, and I'm happy. That's something to celebrate, isn't it?"

"Yeah, course. Be my first time too." He winks making Robert laugh. "Right, so, what else have you got planned?"

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"Robert!" It's only been a week and Aaron is wishing the days away so he can have his husband, and his house back. He's come home to a living room full of boxes.

"Oh, you're home. You're early."

"I thought I'd sack it off for the day and we could go to the pub for tea with the kids. I didn't expect to come home to...well this."

"Daddy look!" All of a sudden Seb emerges from behind the pile of boxes with what looks like a door curtain trailing behind him.

"Very nice mate. Robert what is all this."

"Ah...well..." Robert scratches his head as he untangles Seb from the decoration he's wrapped himelf in. "The thing is, I'm kinda in charge now."

"How come?"

"It was meant to be Andrea, although if you ask me she only agreed because she thinks it'll keep her in with Charles." Aaron nods, even though he really has no idea what he's talking about, but then Robert's always been more into village gossip than him. "Anyway she's cried off, I don't know, some kind of drama with Jamie again, and well Charles needed the help."

"And you agreed."

"He was stuck!"

Robert and Charles have struck up a kind of friendship since Robert came home, and Aaron knows that he's confided in him, stuff he doesn't want to tell Aaron, or things he needs to sort out before he does.

"Right, so basically the house is going to be a store room for the next fortnight?"

"No, I'm moving it all over to the village hall, but it needed checking, and Mum was going to help but then Ana wanted to go to the swings so she took her, and Sara."

"I'm helping!" Seb pipes up, with his head inside another box as Robert shook his head.

"Well how about you help me and Daddy move these boxes and then we can go and get some tea?"

"Chips?"

"If you get your head out of that box and stop spreading stuff everywhere then maybe."

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The next few weeks are a flurry of plans, of Robert having daily brainwaves or panics about one thing or another, and his phone is constantly lighting up with WhatsApp messages, but finally it's the evening before and he thinks Robert has calmed down. He's at one final committee meeting leaving Aaron in charge of the kids tea.

"You alright mate?" Seb's pushing his pasta around the plate rather than eating.

"Where's Daddy?"

"He's at his meeting, you know sorting things for tomorrow. He won't be long."

"What's Pride?" He says after pushing a few more bits of pasta around. He supposes he shouldn't be surprised Seb's asking, it's all they've spoken about for the last month or so after all.

"Well in some places it's like a big parade and it's full of colour and everyone's happy. Emmerdale's a bit small for a parade though ain't it, so it's just going to be like a big party with music and face paints and food and all sorts of things."

"Oh."

"What's up mate?"

"Oscar, at school, he said havin' two Daddies is weird." Aaron's never head of this Oscar, and he has to remind himself it wasn't the kids fault that he obviously hadn't been taught properly.

"Do you think it's weird?"

"No. You and Daddy both play with my trucks and take me on the swings."

"Exactly, some boys and girls have a Mummy and Daddy, like Eve, some have two Mummies like Moses and Johnny, and some like you, Ana and Sara have two Daddies. But all of you have fun, and everyone loves you, so it's not weird. Oscar maybe just doesn't understand hey?"

"But I had Mummy too." Aaron let out a breath, it'd been a good while since he'd mentioned Rebecca, other than saying goodnight to her photo every night. He wished Robert was here, he was always better at dealing with it than him.

"Yeah, well, Moses has a Daddy too doesn't he? A family can be made up of whoever, and still be the same as everyone elses. Do you understand?"

"I think so. And pride is like a party?"

"Yeah, celebrating the fact that people like me and Daddy can be together and stuff."

"But...why?"

"Because years ago we wouldn't have been allowed to get married or be together and some people still think we shouldn't."

"That's silly."

"Yes it is. Really silly."

"Can we go see Daddy?" Aaron smiles, and nods, happy that Seb's satisfied with his answer.

It's a bit of a struggle, managing the three of them, but eventually he gets Seb to push Sara in her chair, while he carries Ana, and they're heading towards the village. Suddenly Seb stops, mouth open and Aaron stops fiddling with Ana's cardigan to see what's wrong.

"Wow." Main Street is literally awash with colour and Seb's eyes are as wide as Christmas. "Look Daddy!"

"I am mate. Cool huh?" He can see Robert in the distance, with Charles and he nudges Seb to carry on walking, smile growing wider as they gets closer to his husband, seeing how happy he is.

"Daddy! Everything's pretty!" Seb all but abandons the buggy to run the last few metres to Robert who immediately picks him up and sits him on his shoulders.

"What do you think young man?" Charles asks him and Seb giggles. He likes Charles, had crazed them to be allowed to go to the after school club he'd set up in the village.

"I like the colours! Daddy said that Pride is cos he and Daddy are allowed to get married. Is that right?"

"Something like that yes. Do you remember we talked about it last week at after school club?"

"When we coloured in?"

"That's right. All of your drawings are hanging up in the church so maybe you can show your Daddies tomorrow."

"OK!"

"Come on chatterbox, let Charles get home."

"He's fine. I'll leave you to it. It looks really good Robert, you've done a great job getting everyone organised, especially last minute."

They take a slow walk home once Robert's done one last check of everything. Aaron's just happy to wait, happy to watch him. It's been a strange couple of years since he came out of prison, ups and downs along the way and he knows Robert's struggled with village events sometimes, feeling as though people are watching him, judging him. Seeing him taking such a delight in organising everything hopefully means he finally feels properly back at home.

"You ready?" Finally finished he kisses Aaron, Seb resting against his shoulder, suddenly tired. "It does look ok, right?"

"Yeah. Proper proud of you I am."

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"She's sleeping again." Aaron clicks off the light and slips into bed beside him, not getting any response from his husband. "You ok?"

"Hmm? Yeah. It's just..."

"What?"

"Charles asked me if I'd say something tomorrow."

"Ok, and...you don't want to? I'm sure he'd understand."

"No I do but...I don't know what to say."

"Just say whatever comes to mind. You don't have to make a big speech, just welcome everyone. He wouldn't have asked you if he didn't think you could."

"I just...it has to be perfect."

"Robert, it already is. Look at what you've done, the village looks amazin', and tomorrow is going to be brilliant and that's down to you."

"People helped."

"Yeah, but they wouldn't without you geeing them up. It's all set up now...you get to enjoy yourself."

"Mmm, love you, you know. I'm glad I didn't go that time in London, I'm glad my first pride is with you."

"Soppy git."

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"Right, I'm ready." He's barely set a foot on the bottom stair when Robert stops him.

"No."

"What do you mean no?"

"You are not wearing all black. I will suffer it the rest of the year, but not today."

"Why the hell not? Last I checked it was a free country and I can wear whatever I want."

"No Daddy. You has to wear colour! It's the rule." Aaron bends down to Seb who has his arms crossed, mimicking Robert.

"Oh is it? Well I heard that it's the rule to tickle little boys until they shouted me to stop!"

"No! Daddy, stop it! Daddy help me!"

"Seb's right." Aaron stops tickling his son to frown at his annoying husband. Robert's wearing a t-shirt with PRIDE emblazoned across the front in the colours of the bisexual flag and before he can ask what he considers colourful enough he's handing him a bag. "I got you this."

He glares at him a moment longer, pulling what looks like a t-shirt from the bag.

"I knew you wouldn't actually wear proper colour so I got it made up in black." The shirt has 'love wins' across the front made to look like rainbow paint splatters. "Will it do?"

"Fine." He sighs, but he's smiling.

"I, er, I also got these, for the kids." He hands him three more shirts each saying the same thing. "You like 'em?"

"Perfect. Right then, I'll get changed, you can sort them, and then finally we can go!"

Fifteen minutes they're off, Seb running ahead, while Aaron has Aaron on his shoulders, little hands clutching at his hair. Robert's behind them, stopping to adjust Sara's sunhat.

"Seb hang on mate." He stopped at the top of the drive until Robert catches him up.

"Oh my God."

Main Street was full of people, and Aaron couldn't wipe the smile from his face.

"Look what you did."

"Yeah." He sounds stunned.

In the crush, the lose each other after a little while, and it's not until he hears Charles announcing Robert's name that he knows where he is. Making his way to the stage that's been set up next to the church he stands to one side with Sara's pushchair, Ana still on his shoulders. He can see Seb at the side of the stage with Vic so he's happy to stay where he is.

"Um...I don't quite know what to say. When Charles talked about this, I don't think any of us expected quite so many people. Er, it took me a long time to accept who I was, that, um, that I'm bisexual, that it's ok...Fifteen years actually, and now I'm married to the most wonderful man in the world and we've got three kids, and I'm happy. It's been a hell of a journey but I'm truly happy. Anyway I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's ok to not know, to take your time, to go at your own speed...so, have a wonderful day everyone!"

Aaron can barely hear himself think at the cheer, the whistle as Robert steps off the stage, picking Seb up and kissing him as he goes.

It takes a while but eventually they find each other and he sees that Seb had convinced his Daddy to let him get his face painted, cheeks perfectly matching his t-shirt that proclaims 'my daddies love me' with both a pride flag and bisexual flag.

"Was it ok?" Robert asks as Aaron moves Ana so she's standing with Seb, holding onto his hand.

"Did you hear them? It was perfect." He kisses him before hugging him tight. "Love you so much."

"Love you too."

"Daddy I'm hungry! Can we get a cookie from Ganma now?"

He laughs into Robert's neck as the moment's broken. It didn't matter, the whole day has been perfect from start to finish.

#ok so i'm really nervous about this #robron fic #but i couldn't have aaron at pride with ben #it had to be robert #also all black...no #also no andrea #anyway enjoy #and if it's terrible i apologise #ana'verse #i also love the idea of robert and charles being friends #robert needs that person he can go to with his troubles when he doesn't want to burden aaron

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tockzy · 4 years

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Heya guys, little rant post coming up so if you don't wanna see some idiot bitch complain about stuff here's your heads up so you can keep scrolling and havin' a good time.

So, IchiRuki/IchiHime people, can y'all tell me why these ships have their own thousand year blood War going on? Because when I see the IchiRuki posts saying that Kubo us a shitty writer because two characters didn't get together or the IchiHime posts actively antagonizing any and all IchiRuki shippers, be they toxic or not, all I can feel is disappointment. Because there's been moments throughout the series that can be used for either ship and they make absolute sense, but y'all also like to argue the same like 3 or so points that I'm gonna just, break down right now and give my two cents on why instead of shitting on eachother we should just respect everyone's opinion.

So, point 1: Rukia helping Ichigo "stop the rain in his heart".

We all know rain is an allegory for depression for Ichigo during the early story beats. he hates rain, Old Man hates rain, White hates rain, all that jazz. And when he saves Rukia in the soul society it stops (or at least that's what I remember, it's been a minute since I've watched/read the soul Society arc) and his anger and depression over failing to protect his mom are eased a decent amount. He's not "cured" of his depression or anything, but it's not affecting him as badly as it used to. Now, what this isn't, is Rukia being his Knight in icy armor clearing the clouds and making him happy. It's him feeling like he's making it up to his mom for not protecting her all those years ago, it's him finally protecting someone he's vowed to protect. He feels like he's finally made his mom proud.

He doesn't feel like a failure anymore.

Point number 2: Ichigo's reason for going to Las Noches.

A lot of IchiRuki people like to point out the fact that he says he went to Hueco Mundo and Las Noches to whoop Grimmjow's kitty ass. Which is true, but it's not just cuz he's some true battle freak like Kenpachi, it's cuz he's pissed off he couldn't protect his friends from Grimmjow and the other espada who roughed up his friends and wants to show them he's the boss. He's not disregarding Orihime here because just before he was trying his damnedest to fuck Ulquiorra seven ways to Sunday after he said "I'm the one who made her come here". Like, boy was pissed, and I understand why. I'd instantly attempt to murder someone too if they told me "hey yeah I kidnapped your girlfriend by manipulating her into going with me and branding her a traitor" dude. Of course him and Orihime weren't together at that time but she clearly means a lot to him, just like Rukia. So no, he wasn't just there cuz he wanted to fight, they had someone important to him and he was gonna fight tooth and nail to show them to not fuck with him or the people he cares about.

Point 3: "well Ichigo and Orihime got together and you'll just have to accept it" or anything similar.

This shit is just stupid. Don't say this to people. Just, respect that they didn't think it made sense for how that all went down. Their entitled to their opinion and we can't take that away nor should we try to. They can still make fan content for anything they want. The only time you should give any sort of rebuttal is if they're stating blatantly wrong information or shaming Kubo directly since he really didn't get to do a lot of what he wanted since he was always so rushed. Not to mention he was having health issues during the last arc. But other than that just let them have fun in their little community?

This last part is just gonna be me talking about a few things involving Ichigo's dynamics with the girls cuz I want to sorta just talk about why I think Ichigo would be just as happy with either girl, starting with Rukia.

So obviously we all know that Rukia kinda gets Ichigo out of his funks most of the time with her little speeches and giving him support. And while I personally see it as her way of friendship since she does similar things to other people she knows and aggressive support isn't necessarily a "hehe me like u" thing, but I do think her fiery attitude would be something Ichigo digs and their dynamic would be relatively healthy. BtwIchigowouldn'tmovetoSoulSocietyifhegotwithRukiathat'sdumb

Anyways, Orihime's turn.

Obviously she's that little ball if sunshine Ichigo desperately needs in his life, even if she is sorta ditzy or weird. She'd also show him that the rain isn't necessarily this horribly depressing thing I think. She sees it as something that connects people, which is kinda poetic tbh and I really think Ichigo would at least understand a bit and try not to always think of the rain meaning that night with his mom. She's also just extremely caring and would get on his ass for over exerting himself and make sure he actually rests when he needs to. Not saying Rukia wouldn't of course but Orihime would definitely worry about him that way more when it came to stress and stuff. AlsoIchigowontheGrimmjowfightwithsimppower

So um, yeah. Don't shit on eachother and just try and respect eachother please? Be like the gays, well behaved.

#bleach #This is really long I'm so sorry #I'm still working on those RWBY/Bleach posts dw #ichiruki #ichihime #Toxy's anime rants

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datawyrms · 4 years

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That’s Robophobic!

Is K1-B0 really too sensitive about being a robot, a far too long rambling thing digging through every bit of dialogue he has.

short answer: no. long answer: HOLD ON FOLKS I’N SERIOUS ABOUT EVERY BIT OF TEXT as i’m bored and i’m going to spit ideas about my Favourite good robot at you all day. It’s entire prologue and first chapter I am serious this thing is huge and way too many words. Also spoilers everywhere so uh. Don’t...look at this if you haven’t finished V3ok.

Prologue

Keebo doesn’t talk or do anything in this bit! He’s just there. Up front for the splash and then hiding in the back afterwards. Officially according to the art book he is in fact a robot at this point in time as well. He’s just covered up and apparently doesn’t have to have those lines on his face or the ear-analogues he’s got most of the game. The More You Know. (not that this should stop anyone from havin fun in fan work. do what makes you happy!) I mostly point it out as Being A Robot is a massive part of Keebo’s character, so the fact he’s always one isn’t really that surprising. We’ll get into that more when he actually...has lines... oh and the mild theory of Monodam basically being Keebo’s Bear Equivalent, they have similar plot beats/character progression though the Monokubs are shaky in general so :v MOVING ON

Ultimate Revival

aka we meet Keebo and Kokichi ‘properly’ for the first time. The pair should generally be the 6/7th students protag bumps into. (me replaying and going ‘lol Tsumugi makes herself the first not Shuichi person Kaede should canonically meet by the placements’) Get used to Kokichi, a massive amount of Keebo’s dialogue is with, in response of, or directed at him, and this introduction is a testament to that. You meet them mid interaction!

Kokichi- Heeey! Wait for meee!

That boy in white is chasing that other boy in the funny clothes... What's happening here?

Great opening robot. You spend most of the time lonely but the first we see of you is running away from someone. (It’s an interesting difference to how he reacts to Kaede/Shuichi in their first FTEs.) That, and apparently Kaede doesn’t peg Keebo as a robot here. Shuichi says he’s ‘chasing somebody’, so he might have noticed.

Kokichi: C’mooon! Wait up! Lemme touch your body a little! I've always wanted to be friends with a robot! Kaede: What? A robot!? K1-B0: ...What is it? Are you another robophobe? I have a recording function. If you make any robophobic remarks, I will see you in court.

keebs you don’t have the money to take anything to court but we’ll let you keep that delusion ok. and you’re probably legally counted as property In fairness, the robot lad is not making the best first impression! Kokichi is kinda childish by just assuming he should get to touch the robot, but he is genuinely interested at this point. It’s easy to read this as Keebo being too touchy. He’s sensitive about that being a robot is the ONLY thing you care about. So Kokichi wanting to be friends with a robot and being grabby...well there he goes getting defensive. (and it turns out he probably has reasons to not like grabby hands. kaede)

Kaede: Wait...you're a robot!? Are you, for reals, a robot!? Shuichi: A-Are you...one of the Monokubs— K1-B0: Do not compare me to those toys! I am not just any old robot!

Keebo is completely justified here, visually he isn’t even close to a Monokub or an Exisal, and lacks a split two tone theme. Would you want to be compared to a Monokub? No. No you would not. He’s also showing at bit of that pride here, calling them ‘toys’, though they do seem as capable as thinking as he is. (keebo is also a robophobe oh no.)

Oh look it’s the reason you have SO MANY NAMES. Some people prefer the ‘Kiibo’ shortening, but all the screenshots are going to say Keebo so we’re gonna be consistent. We are never going to see another character refer to him as K1-B0, but everything interface wise will call him this. We might not think you’re a person, but we’ll use your preferred name no problem. probably because k1-b0 is a mouthful

Kaede: A robot and...supreme leader? Neither of them make any sense. Kokichi: By the way, I learned the hard way that a robot's breath smells like gasoline. K1-B0: My breath does not smell like gasoline! I am powered by electricity! Kokichi: Nee—heehee...I'm just kidding. K1-B0: ...You're not funny. Kokichi: Of course you don't think I'm funny. Robots can't understand human humor to begin with! K1-B0: D-Don't mock me! I have studied the complete history of stand-up comedy!

Things we learn: These two are weird. That, and Keebo is kind of terrible at interacting with people. He takes the lie/joke at face value, hesitates when corrected that it is a joke (But doesn’t go saying ROBOPHOBIA this time). and each time he’s responding he’s trying to prove something. The little stammer seems like Keebo knows he’s bad at it but darn it he’s going to tell you about the things he can do. Like study stand-up comedy. (Poorly)

Kaede: I think you should've just watched stand-up comedy instead of studying it... K1-B0: Plus, I may have the appearance of a robot, but I am a high school student just like you Shuichi: You're a high school student? K1-B0: I was created by Professor Idabashi, the leading authority in the field of robotics... He installed in me a "strong AI," capable of learning and maturing like a human brain. That's why, at the time of my creation, I didn't know anything. I was like a baby... But the professor raised me like I was his own child. He taught me so many things... Until finally, he enrolled me in high school. And now I stand here before you all! See? I’m just like everyone else! Kokichi: Hey, do robots have dicks? K1-B0: Please do not ask ridiculous questions! Kokichi: Nee-heehee... I only asked because your backstory is pretty flaccid for a robot. Kaede: Well, I can see how being a robot might be enough to be called the Ultimate Robot...

Keebs loves talking about himself, this like the longest intro block of text. Then the justification to why Keebo is Pretty Garbage at fitting in! He speaks rather formally and uses contractions less often than he could and spends a lot of time clarifying things you could probably assume. His entire life up to this point he’s basically been home schooled by a leading robotics expert from scratch, and we don’t even know for how long. He doesn’t mention any other people, and even via FTEs and Salmon mode he never refers to having any other close relations or friends. (This isn’t uncommon for most of the cast there isn’t a ton of FTE time to bring up things that don’t matter, but they’ll usually MENTION other people/activities that you could reasonably assume would involve others.) He says he was raised ‘like his own child’ but Keebo might have zero actual context to what a family relationship looks like! Kaede’s mental crack nudges at this, maybe our robot friend ‘knows’ what something is, but has he actually experienced it? Is he just assuming his experience is ‘close enough’ to whatever he was taught? We don’t know! For all we know Keebo has only been operational for like three years. He’s incredibly aware he’s a robot, he doesn’t use words like born and always clarifies he was like a baby or a child, but not literally so. So constantly being reminded like he doesn’t already know that might be annoying for him. Really he’s asking for respect and to be treated like an equal...but he’s expressing it by saying he’s the same as everyone. Also: We’re just meeting him and we’ve already got two people going ‘this is a disappointing robot’. Kaede doesn’t even think he’s much of an Ultimate right now, and we all know Kokichi’s thoughts :v This trend will continue.

Kaede: Hey... Everything he's said so far has sounded like a lie, so that's gotta be a lie too, right? K1-B0: Just leave him alone. Everything he has been saying has been a lie. ...He's a far more suspicious person than I am, that's for sure. Kokichi: Well, of course you're not a suspicious person, because robots aren't people, silly. K1-B0: Grgh...! Kokichi: Oh, you mad? Are you gonna hit me with a rocket punch? K1-B0: I don't have that function! Kokichi: Aw maaan, you’re boring.

Keebo will use ‘person’ to describe himself! Never human. It’s likely the main conflict he’s having is having a different definition for ‘personhood’ than most of his fellow classmates. If you’re into marine life, you might know about how dolphins and whales seem intelligent enough that considering them ‘non human persons’ was/is bandied about sometimes, and the whole issue with that is well, we’re humans. Everything we judge is going to related to the human experience. (National Geographic had a neat article on the topic in 2015 I think?) Keebo is not coming from that experience. He knows he can think and feel like all the others, so of course if he needs a word, it’s ‘person’. Note how he doesn’t actually argue back when Kokichi says he isn’t one. They’re both ‘right’ in a sense, even if Keebo clearly doesn’t like it.

K1-B0: I may have the appearance of a robot, but I am a high school student just like you. From one high school student to another, I hope we can all get along! Kokichi: Who creates a robot without a rocket punch? Why do you even exist?

Yes, even in post conversation dialogue Kokichi comes along for the ride. Here Keebo goes trying to use ‘high school student’ as a describer instead of person since he is undeniably a student. The fact he flips from being proud of what he is to downplaying the fact he’s a robot is pretty interesting and the first look at the difficulty he’s going to be having. Fitting in=Respect. While Kokichi is digging for more info, but Keebo doesn’t elaborate or react to the repeated rocket punch reference :v Shuichi and Kaede only comment on Kokichi in the post dialogue, so nothing to add from them.

Then we get to the gym. Kaede chastises Himiko for being lazy and then Keebo decides to add his thoughts. With an apology. This boy can’t decide if he has all the confidence or none of it.

K1-B0: Pardon me, but...we need to be on our guard. We do not know if and when danger will strike. Kokichi: D-don’t say that... I’m so scared... I don’t know what to do... Angie: There is no need to worry. Atua will protect us. Kokichi: Phew! That’s a relief!

oh look a Keebo line immediately followed by a Kokichi one i wonder if this will be a trend. Kokichi points out that Keebo phrased ‘uh we might be in danger’ rather poorly with his little emotion flip flop. We know that Keebo means it in the best way possible, he wants the best for everyone, but it’s unnecessary. Yes, nothing has happened, but they all know they’ve been kidnapped by weird colourful bears. Are you restating for the audience at home Keebs? (...he could be. Inner voice is a fun can of worms. we’ll get to that.) He doesn’t speak again until the killing game is announced.

Tenko: W—Wait a second. What did you say? K1-B0: I-If I heard him correctly— Monodam: KILLING-GAME

There he goes taking someone completely literally. Then not even getting to finish his sentence because Monodam cuts him off. The Monokubs do their jabroni throwdown thing annnnd Tsumugi: In a situation like this, is he just going to watch!? K1-B0: Either way, it's too dangerous! We need to get out of here or else— Monokuma: Now, now, now... Kaede: What? Monokuma: My cute little cubs... You gotta knock off this awful fighting...

Cutting off other robots is apparently a family trait, because Monokuma does it here too! The fact Keebo is instantly suggesting running also shows he’s not really the aggressive sort. When you see his profile image in the Monopad you might think he’d be a scary sort of fighter bot. Buuuutnope. The Monobear gang do their chattering/properly introduce Monokuma

Maki: Headmaster? K1-B0: It appears to be some sort of autonomous robot with a built-in A.l., like me... Monotaro: Dong dong dong! The Exisals are different, though! They're brainless buckets of bolts!

He does recognize Monokuma/kubs as similar to himself here instead of continuing on with the current question of ‘how is this thing a headmaster of anything’. Keebo would probably be the expert on this, but no one asked. Time and place for information is also something Keebo is terrible at :v Monokuma: It's just...when I said it before, I kinda just phoned it in and now I feel awkward... I want you students with your Ultimate-level talents to participate in a killing game. Kaede: K-Killing game? Us? K1-B0: Please stop joking! Why would we agree to participate in a killing game!? Monokuma: Huh? You guys don't wanna do it?

‘Maybe he’s joking like Kokichi was earlier!’ Sorry robot friend, Monokuma is not joking. Keebs cares about death, even if reasonably he could be as ‘replaceable’ as Monokuma (Though we sort of know he isn’t based on Tsumugi’s mentioning that she’s glad he ‘made it to the end’.) Keebo doesn’t comment again after this

He is the second to show up after Kaede in the into though! Considering he is a ‘protagonist’ (for the ‘real world’) that’s not too surprising, while Shuichi is hiding in the 5th spot, after Rantaro.

Chapter 1

ohboy here we go. With the entire cast alive, Keebs is very much a background character. What’s his first line as everyone is learning the rules of the killing game?

Tsumugi: But...we looked all over that wall and there wasn't a single hole. K1-B0: Now wait just a second. If there's no opening in the wall... Then how did we get inside these walls in the first place? Tsumugi: ...Oh, good point.

Correcting Tsumugi. No horrified reactions or anything, but oh That Isn’t Logical I Will Correct You. Especially in group settings, Keebo generally sticks to factual statements, unless he’s being goaded. Once again, he has nothing else to say after this! But before you have Gonta open the manhole cover, Keebo shows up in Kokichi’s dialogue if you talk to him. aka this is optional content.

Kokichi: Whoa, look at all these weeds. This place could definitely use a groundskeeper. Right, Kee—boy!? K1-B0: Why are you telling me that? Furthermore... I would prefer you address me as "Keebo." Kokichi: But you can pull weeds. Right, Kee-boy? K1-B0: I can do all sorts of things just as well as any person! Kokichi: As well as any person...? But...you're not a person. K1-B0: Th-That's discrimination... Robophobic discrimination...

I don’t have anything to say, time to hassle the robot is a pretty common tactic for Kokichi. He’s also the only one to nickname Keebo a second time. No one else will be calling him Keeboy. It’s curious how he pulls Keebo into this conversation, and how Keebo doesn’t really seem to know how to react to it and just tries to correct Kokichi about his name. We can add our second example of him actually going ‘robophobia’ to the list though :v He seems a bit offended that he’s being underestimated/having the suggestion floated that he can only pull weeds and basically does a low key brag about his abilities ‘all sorts of things’. In fairness, ‘as well as any person’ isn’t exactly a useful metric for ability. People vary a lot! Again he doesn’t deny that he ‘isn’t a person’, by going ‘robophobia’ he’s practically agreeing. If you talk to Keebo directly...

K1-B0: ...There is a monitor here, too. That aside, this is a rather remote location to install a communication device... K1-B0: ...lt's a pointless expenditure, wouldn't you agree?

He’s making observations about the area alone and trying to be useful by posing a question. That, and getting someone to agree with you is a decent tactic to becoming more friendly, and it’s a pretty easy thing to agree with... He’s not actually being useful, since we have no reason to care why Monokuma would make pointless expenditures, but he’s trying. This is also the most dialogue any single person has (Kurumi gets close, but only has one textbox to Keebo’s two.) Time to lift a manhole cover aaaannnnd

Angie: Awwww, this manhole cover looks heavy. Can we even lift it? K1-B0: I can try. Keebo placed his hands on the manhole cover, and with all his strength he—Grgh...! Grrrrrrrrrrrrgh...! How embarrassing. It won't even budge. Angie: Huhhh? A robot's not even strong enough to move it? K1-B0: Oh, don't worry. My physical strength is approximate to that of a strong senior citizen. Miu: Th-That's fuckin' pathetic! K1-B0: Th-The professor did not want a repeat of the tragedy that occurred during trial production. Tsumugi: Umm... Now I'm just plain curious about what happened during that trial...

Yes, the first time Miu ever interacts with Keebo, she calls him pathetic. :v His want to help overroad the common sense that he probably wouldn’t be able to lift it at all. It is also possible Kokichi’s comments made him want ho show he can do things. Even though he literally can’t do this. Tsumugi was very much me at this moment, going ‘wait explain that please’ but no one else really cares so he won’t be clarifying. The fact he just goes there was a tragedy in trial production and no one bats an eye is low key hilarious to me. He’s just so matter of fact about it. Gonta then makes the cover look like a paper plate.

Kokichi: But Gonta is sooo much more reliable than some bean—counting robot. K1-B0: Are you...talking about me? Because I can count many things, not just beans.

His objection is that he can count lots of stuff. Not that he’s a bean-counting robot, or less useful than Gonta. Keebo is adorable, okay. Keebo doesn’t speak again after this, meaning we’re back in optional dialogue time! This is right outside the death road of despair.

Miu: You're too weak, Keebo! Lemme remodel you and I'll make you the strongest robot ever! First, I'll soup up your crotch plate by installin' a nice, thick one, just how I like it! Hah-hahaha!

Miu is Miu. Keebo doesn’t respond to this! It is fun to see Miu’s already excited that there’s a robot around that isn’t evil to tinker with, but we don’t know how he feels about it for the moment. Her lab isn’t even open yet and she STILL is talking about remodling new robot pal :v (and yes i am putting down dialogue that relates to Keebo even if he doesn’t react/isn’t present for it. Knowing what the other characters think of him is important too.)

K1-B0: ...It's quite dusty in here. Prolonged exposure to this polluted air may be detrimental to one's health. Angie: Whaaat? Polluted air bothers you? But you don't even breathe air, right? K1-B0: W—Well, that is... While it's true that I do not breathe, I also do not like polluted air any more than you do. Kokichi: I see, you have a function for sensing poisonous gases! Well then, lead the way! K1-B0: N—No! I don't have that function! Do I look like a canary to you? Kokichi: Whaaat, you don't? Then you're even more useless than a canary! K1-B0: Grgh...

oh did you think he’d have a conversation without Kokichi. WRONG. Poor Keebo is already a bit flustered by being called out as different again when he was mostly just making an observation like he did upstairs. The whole not breathing thing is a pretty big difference and he’s instantly going I STILL DON’T LIKE IT, even though originally he might have just meant everyone’s health in general. Being able to sense poison gasses would probably be a helpful skill, and it’s a reasonable deduction...buuuut since he doesn’t have that it just gets to be an easy jab at him instead. The fact Keebo instantly goes for the canary comparison when as a robot he could be reasonably expected to not die because of the gasses is a bit odd, but sets him up wonderfully for a roast :v Keebo is one of the few that gets to ‘...’ at the death road failure, but doesn’t comment again until everyone is rallying themselves for another shot.

Tenko: My body is ready! You can tell by how outta control my pit sweat is! Kaede: E—Everyone! K1-B0: Isn’t it premature to say what we’ll do after we escape? Assumptions are all but useless. Kokichi: Geez, you're clueless... Why am I not surprised that a robot can't read the air? K1-B0: Robots can read the air! Thanks to innovations in pollutant-detecting technology, I— Kaito: Anyway, it doesn’t matter if Monokuma says it’s impossible! We’ll show him what we can do!

Kaito has joined the ‘people who cut off Keebo mid sentence’ club. Keebo is TERRIBLE at interacting. The question is probably genuine, logically they’re thinking too far ahead but like he’s told...now is not the time to be throwing reality in people’s faces Keebs. Or for desperately trying to prove yourself as able to read the air by completely misunderstanding what Kokichi is saying. he’s such a little disaster. i adore this silly robot. Once Kokichi calls Kaede out for ‘torturing’ everyone, K1-B0: Given the circumstance...the most logical course of action would be to give up...

No mentions of how he’s feeling. Just logic and trying to relate it to facts. I assume he expects feelings to be ignored so he sticks to facts for that reason...but that’s just my reading. He does it again when Rantaro speaks up.

Rantaro: Hey, guys? Just...as a warning...We shouldn’t let our guards down. We’ll be easy targets at night. Gonta: C-Cuz of killing game, you mean? K1-B0: I see no need to worry about something as illogical as murder taking place here. Rantaro: I know, I know. Just a warning.

Even though he says there’s no need to worry, he’s absolutely sporting a worried sprite. Yet he goes for saying it’s illogical for murder to be taking place. He can’t see any way doing such a thing would be justified at the moment, and you can see Keebo is a bit of a stickler for things ‘making logical sense’. When he’s not just taking the advice of a voice in his head anyway. We don’t hear from him again until the next morning in the dining hall.

Korekiyo: Now...all of us have arrived. Kehehe...I'm glad. It looks as though there were no victims. K1-B0: But of course! Kokichi: By the way...are you okay, Kaede? Kaede: Huh? What do you mean? Kokichi: Well...you looked pretty bummed out after everyone started blaming you yesterday. Tsumugi: H-Hey... What are you doing all of— Kokichi: Seriously, you guys are so mean. Poor girl... She tried her best to encourage everyone, and you sore losers got mad at her anyway. K1-B0: What's the point of bringing that up again? Tenko: Actually...didn’t *you* blame Kaede first?

Oh look, Keebo’s being positive. Since everyone lived and he can confidently say that now. He’s also showing that Understanding Kokichi For Dummies was not in his hard drive, but he is trying to figure him out a little. Why did you bring it up? They don’t know, because Tenko gives him an easy out here. Not that he was likely going to answer anyway, but hey! A direct question! Which he follows up on after the rest of the class squabbles about it here..

Kokichi: Phew, cool beans! Now everything’s settled! K1-B0: ...But you did blame her first, didn't you? Kokichi: Well, that was a lie. Y'know, one of those lies to make us more united or whatever. Did you know half my lies are actually told with good intentions? Himiko: Now *that* sounds like a lie.

Kokichi actually answers! Genuinely, no less, even though he’s already got his lying reputation by this point. Kokichi is surprisingly up front with Keebo a decent chunk of the time, even if most of the time it’s just His Opinion On The Robot. Maybe he knows no one’s gonna take anything he says to Keebo very seriously now that he’s laid out the constant mockery groundwork. and then monokuma shows up

Maki: ...Motivation to kill? Monokuma: In short, a motive! That oughta add some mystery to the proceedings! Even if a killer is exposed, they could whip up a sob story to deceive everyone! K1-B0: Wh-What are you saying? Your logic is impossible to understand...! Monokuma: I will now announce the first motive! Make sure you record this moment for prosperity! Now then, the special motive I’ve prepared is called the First Blood Perk! Wow! For the first murder that occurs, no class trial will be held! Can you believe it? That means the first one to kill someone will get to graduate, no strings attached! Maki: No class trial will be held? Monokuma: I'm sorry that I made the class trial seem more important than it really is... So for the first murder, I've decided not to hold a class trial at all. Please just relax, calm down and kill! After all, the first one’s free! Miu: Huh? That's all!? We just gotta kill someone to get outta here!? K1-B0: "That's all"!? What's that supposed to mean!? Please just calm down! Tenko: First Blood Perk!? Don't make it sound like some kind of game show bonus!

Keebo is super anti-murder, though it’s sort of funny how his plea to Miu is very close to Monkuma’s own wording to ‘just calm down’. He doesn’t understand why you’d want to kill someone or make someone kill another, and seems genuinely surprised someone would do it based on how he reacts to Miu here. Leaving is not a justifiable reason to murder for Keebo, and we get that fact pretty fast. Then he just watches until Kaito gets himself in trouble by threatening Monokuma.

Monosuke: Youse bastards better pay attention! This is what happens when you mess with us! Kaito: Wh...what? What are you guys planning to do? K1-B0: P-Please, don't! Kaede: Run, Kaito!

More pleading to reconsider, because watching people die is Not Fun. Asking the Monokubs to not do something over encouraging Kaito is a bit notable though, no one really tries to reason with them. Keebo might not like them, or like being compared to them, but still seems to think they might be able to be reasoned with. They are AIs like him after all...and he doesn’t remark on anything after Monotaro messes up and crushes Monokuma either. I wonder if watching Monokuma die bothered him at all. (I think it might have, on the walk to the library Shuichi takes Kaede on, Keebo is one of the few characters that isn’t around to talk to.) You don’t see him again until the next morning where he’s hanging out near the main entrance.

K1-B0: Good morning, Kaede. Kaede: Morning, Keebo. K1-B0: Everyone appears to have gathered at the dining hall again. Kaede: Yup, looks like it. K1-B0: I'm thinking about heading over there as well, but... ... Kaede: But? K1-B0: Oh, nothing. I was just wondering...when someone is going to come rescue us. It's been almost a full day since Monokuma was dispatched, but our situation hasn't changed. I'm just speculating, but what if... ...only Monokuma knew about this place? What if this location is not on any map? What if...no one is coming to rescue us? Kaede: Huh? K1-B0: Maybe...we'll just be forgotten, and no one will ever find us again... Kaede: D-Don’t say that! Besides, we should be trying to escape, not waiting for someone to rescue us! K1-B0: Y-Yes...I apologize. I was overthinking things. It would be impossible to discreetly construct a facility such as this in the first place. Plus, if the professor knew I was missing, he would not rest until he found me. With his technology, he would rescue us! No matter where on earth this place is! Kaede: Yeah... K1-B0: On the other hand...it *has* only been one day. As much as we'd love to go home right now, we must wait in a calm, dignified manner! (you need to talk to him a second time to get this line)

This poor boy has thought himself into a tizzy and is looking to Kaede for some of that positive thinking that he’s not super great at. He goes from ‘good morning’ to ‘oh it’s nothing but I’m worried we’ll never be found :v’ in two seconds flat. Keebo DOESN’T SLEEP. He’s probably been overthinking all night! He has no trouble finding reasons to not worry once Kaede shakes him out of it, and once again shows us he thinks a great deal about the professor who made him. Look at him going all ‘we must wait calmly’ like it wasn’t just him having a miniature breakdown there. Keebs is fond of ‘we’. Not a shock, since Fitting In and being part of the group is kinda big deal for him. At breakfast he’s taken the whole ‘don’t worry’ thing to heart.

Gonta: But...when someone coming to get us? K1-B0: Whoever does...I assume they will come today. There's no need to worry. Rantaro: ...

he’s probably a bit over positive in thinking they’ll be rescued in a single day after Monokuma’s demise though. Logically they’re going to be saved, therefore it should be quick. Keebo kinda runs down bad logic paths like this to extremes instead of staying a middle ground. there’s levels between we’re all gonna be stuck forever and rescue today keebo.

Monokuma: After dying in a tragic car accident, I've been reborn as a Yo-Kai! Call me Jibakuma, kuma! K1-B0: Jibakuma...? Monokuma: From now on, I'm the headmaster of the Ultimate Academy, kuma! You might feel uncomfortable at first, but eventually you'll get used to it.

Keebo’s the only one to even sort of play along. Considering he has everyone call him something other that his name, I can see him continuing to use ‘Jibakuma’ if Monokuma had kept up the bit for more than ten seconds :v audience stand in keebs always on standby if a bit is falling flat for the other participants. Next motive gets given, Kubs do their shitk with the one of a kind thing and Kaede: Of course! We never left! K1-B0: Why are you doing this!? How much suffering do you want to put us through!? Monokuma: I see... Well, if you're suffering, you all better hurry up and start the killing game. Puhuhu... then you can say bye-bye to the suffering.

monokuma is directly answering the audience at this point I swear. Keebs does do a decent amount of the ‘obvious protag questions’...it is kinda his job. It’s interesting in hindsight. Bears leave, panic happens.

Kaito: W-We can’t panic about something like this. I’ll...do something about it. K1-B0: ...Did you have a course of action in mind? Kaito: I'm...gonna start thinking of one right now!

Kaito is so salty about Keebo pointing out he has no actual plan that he doesn’t invite him to the ‘fight Monokuma’ meeting on the final day. (or doesn’t trust a robot/think he’d help after the manhole debacle.) Keebs, once again bringing down the mood with reality/ genuine questions he doesn’t think through very well. (And honestly Kaito’s whole believing in people thing is inherently illogical, so they don’t really see eye to eye...) They then discuss fighting back.

Ryoma: You're going to go against those machines barehanded? Isn't that too reckless? Tenko: B-But...we have to do it! If we don't, we'll die! K1-B0: Wait! We still have plenty of time to calculate all possible options— Korekiyo: We’ve no time to be indecisive. We are being urged to make a decision... To die fighting... Or die from the time limit.

That’s four members of the cut Keebo off club. :v Keebo might react in the moment, but when it comes to making a plan? Yeah he’d rather take the time to think over everything, but apparently that’s not an option here so he gets trampled over.

Kaede: Miu! You better not do anything shady, okay!? K1-B0: There is no need to worry, is there? No one is going to...kill anyone, right? Himiko: If someone is going to kill, they should just go for the robot. K1-B0: That's even worse!

It really isn’t Keebo’s day. Korekiyo goes right into talking about ‘why does everyone think killing is wrong’ here, no one goes ‘hey maybe don’t threaten the robot’. Poor guy hesitates to even say kill and then gets told he should die first and no one stands up for him. being keebo is suffering. People start leaving and Rantaro starts being Mysterious

Kaede: Ultimate Hunt? What is that...? I've never heard of it. K1-B0: What about it? Rantaro: ...Nothing, forget it.

Curious robot is curious. That and is doing the whole protag thing again by following on weird unanswered questions, not that it goes anywhere this time. When you talk to him after Rantaro leaves, he’s still thinking about it.

K1-B0: That Ultimate Hunt Rantaro mentioned...what do you suppose it is? ...Any theories, Kaede? Kaede: I don't know... It's the first time I've heard of it... K1-B0: It sounds so...violent. It sounds like it involves us somehow...No, disregard that. Nobody has any clue what it could mean, so it is illogical to continue thinking about it. Our more pressing concern...is the current predicament we find ourselves in. Kaede: Yeah, you're right... K1-B0: We have until nighttime, two days from now... What should we do until then? (once again you need to talk to him a second time for this line.)

He’s pretty much on the right track, but dismisses it before he can drop into that overthinking spiral he was doing earlier in the day, and decides to refocus on the current problem, probably trying to be helpful again. Yet again, reason why is ‘it’s illogical’ to keep worrying about it. Of course, he doesn’t actually have any ideas here. Logic can only take you so far Keebs. He has nothing else to contribute until Free Time. If you chat to him in the first time slot...

K1-B0: A killing game... Why are we being forced to do such a thing? I cannot believe we're being subjected to this purely for the entertainment value!

Keebo has apparently found the script and read chapter six. oknotreally, he’s clearly basing this off the fact it’s called a game and Monokuma basically answered his ‘why are you doing this’ with ‘lolcuzican’, and can’t accept this as a valid reason. Yet he’s not gonna get another one! In time slot two he’s hanging out at the gym

K1-B0: I'm tired of everyone's prejudices! Yes, I'm a robot. But I'm also a high school student like everyone else, you know!?

Himiko literally said kill him first, I think he’s allowed to be a bit miffed about being treated differently. He’s still not arguing that he’s not different, but wants to be treated the same way the others are in ways they can be. sadly for Keebs he is this game’s easy target and he will not be getting a break ever and he needs a hug. Instead we’re going to make a mockery of him again when Shuichi recruits Kaede for operation ‘Get Miu to Make Stuff For Us’ as go near the Casino area.

Kaede: Morning Keebo. K1-B0: Ah, good morning. Your timing is impeccable. I have something I wish to ask you both. Shuichi: Huh? What is it, Keebo? K1-B0: What are your thoughts on this door? No matter how hard I try, it will not open... Kaede: Um, well...it doesn't seem like an exit... K1-B0: What do you think is on the other side of this wall? Kokichi: Why don’t you fly over and see for yourself? K1-B0: Whoa—!? Shuichi: K-Kokichi!? Kokichi: C’mon! I wanna see you fly! Robots have jet packs or whatever under their feet, right? K1-B0: ... Kokichi: Whaaat? You...don’t...? K1-B0: ...No, I don't. Kokichi: ...Have a dick? K1-B0: Wh-What are you talking about!? Kokichi: Oh yeah! If you had a jet pack... then you could've flown over the wall and called for help! K1-B0: ... Kokichi: Geeeez! You're just a huge disappointment, Keebo! K1-B0: ... Kaede: K-Keebo? K1-B0: ...I’m fine. Please just let it be. I...don't like sci-fi functions like flight. Kaede: But aren't you already pretty sci-fi? K1-B0: ... Kaede: Um...it might be better to leave them alone...

Oh look a big semi important conversation. Keebo’s just asking questions again, he seems to put a lot of importance on what other people think over what he personally does. (he listens to a voice in his head that he knows isn’t himself. listening to other people first is probably preprogramed into him so he’s more malleable >> You can also take it as having a lot of doubts about himself.) Of course, neither Kaede or Shuichi can have any more idea than he does about the wall and what’s beyond it, but he’s asking anyway! Then Kokichi shows up and completely redirects the conversation to Keebo’s abilities again. And robot just can’t follow this! He knows he’s going to disappoint Kokichi ability wise again and clams up instead of stating yes or no clearly here, it takes a second nudge to get an answer. Honestly it reads like he feels bad that the reason he can’t fly is because of something he personally doesn’t like, so he’s unable to help again. He just assures Kaede he’s fine and then clams up again. He’s probably not fine! Like Kaede thinks, Keebo is..pretty sci-fi on his own, but he’s not elaborating on why he doesn’t like that sort of thing. It makes him stand out too much, it makes him less ‘like everyone else’ is probably a safe bet though. And all of this is completely missable dialogue :v In free time slot three he’s in the B classroom alone.

K1-B0: ...Tsumugi just asked me if I can perform a "rocket punch." Why does everyone automatically assume that robots have a rocket punch function!? I don't have a violent function like that!

it’s a common robot trope, but keebo doesn’t know this, apparently. But hey, bonus reafirrming that Keebo would consider rocket punching violent, and probably doesn’t have any other similar features. Nor does he want any. (For now.) In time slot 4, the final one...

K1-B0: ...At this rate, the time limit will expire before we know it. We must take action somehow...

He’s worried again! That, and still using ‘we’. Killing someone and only looking out for himself isn’t an option here. He does have good reason to be worried though, if you swing on by to talk to Himiko at this time... Himiko: The time limit is tomorrow night... Maybe...we should kill the robot? Kaede: That's just a joke...right?

seriously himiko you’re a jerk. I get it, you’re magic and he’s all science and wouldn’t buy a magic trick for a second but you have seen him around for a few days now and are just calling him ‘the robot’ and saying someone should kill him! For the second time! At least he’s not in the room this time but come on! Himiko clearly has a division between human life and Keebo’s life, and she’s going to stay that way, Which, fair enough, a human can value human life over other forms of life (and guess what we usually do) but...he’s literally sitting and talking with you guys and in the exact same boat. He’s closer to human than a lot of things... After this free time we don’t see him at all until it’s corpse time. So I’ll throw down his Kaede FTEs now. With all the options. As I’m nuts.

K1-B0: If you have come to talk to me...that can only mean you are interested in me, right Kaede? I certainly do not mind. After all, I am the Ultimate Robot. Naturally, I will attract interest. Kaede: Yeah, I've never talked to such a human-like robot before... Well, any robot, really. Hey, if you don't mind... Can I ask you a question? K1-B0: By all means, ask me anything. Oh, but I cannot answer any questions about the technology used to create me. Kaede: Don't worry, I won't ask anything too difficult! Okay, first question...do you sleep at night? K1-B0: I have no need for sleep. However, it is necessary to recharge my power cells. Kaede: Oh, so you recharge! K1-B0: Yes, but I am still conscious while I recharge, so it's not quite the same as human sleep...A single charge generates a week's worth of power, so I don't need to do it very often. Kaede: Ooh, for one week, I see... I always assumed robots needed a lot of electricity. K1-B0: That's what's so incredible about me! My energy efficiency is truly incomparable! Kaede: Hmmm... K1-B0: ...That's it? Kaede: Huh? Was he expecting me to be more excited? To be honest, it's not *that* amazing... May I ask you another question, then? K1-B0: Yes, go ahead... Kaede: Do you eat? K1-B0: ...No... Kaede: Huh? He looks pretty down... Sorry, did I say something wrong? K1-B0: No, I'm sorry too...Though I cannot eat, food still looks delicious to me. The unfairness of it all pains me... Kaede: Yeah, that seems pretty rough. Do you like girls? K1-B0: ...Huh? Kaede: Are you attracted to human girls? Or do you prefer female robots? K1-B0: Are you suggesting...that robots should stick with their own kind? Kaede: I didn't mean it like that! I was just curious! Honest! K1-B0: Then...are you saying...that you...and me...? Kaede: Th-That's not it, either! K1-B0: ...Of course. I apologize for being overly self-conscious. I have never felt romantic attraction, so I cannot answer questions on that subject. Kaede: How do you feel about the Roomba? K1-B0: You mean...the disc-shaped cleaning robot that scoots along the floor Kaede: Yeah, that! Do you see them as, like, younger siblings or something? K1-B0: ...Kaede, it's very robophobic to suggest that robots are only good for cleaning. You should know that I am completely different from that simple machine. Kaede: But you guys are basically the same, more or less...so I was just wondering K1-B0: That does not matter. If I am comparable to a human, that thing is comparable to a microbe. Kaede: But compared to Roombas, you're losing in the popularity department. K1-B0: Why, that's—! Kaede: I'm kidding! Really! K1-B0: Krgh...! Human jokes are rather vexing...! Kaede: I continued to ask Keebo some questions... Well, that's all! Thanks for answering them, Keebo! K1-B0: Yes, of course...You're the first person to ask me so many questions, one after the other. Kaede: Oh! Was I being too forward? K1-B0: No, that's not what I meant. I just thought......being treated like that isn't so bad. It's actually...kind of fun.

hooboy that’s a lot. Robot is just looking for some validation and is not gonna get it in the ways he thinks he should! One week battery life is incredibly impressive but Kaede sure doesn’t think so, or care to know why that is. She is pretty nice though, overall. Oh and the fact Keebo has a built in company secrets thing is kinda funny. Maybe that’s why he’s garbage with computers, he can’t blab if he doesn’t know jack :v. Mostly we just reconfirm that Keebo is pretty bad at talking to people and probably hasn’t met all that many. He also takes the ‘liking girl’s question really badly and backpedals into being offended when really he just doesn’t have an answer at all. Since he doesn’t know what love is. He actually apologizes for freaking out here, so apparently getting touchy is just his default reaction. :p You can see when he actually has time to explain why he doesn’t like a thing he’ll actually do so, and seems more reasonable when he can. Of course he doesn’t like being compared to something that scoots along, doesn’t think and cleans. They’re both robots, but really not on the same level...and Keebo isn’t quite sure how he’s going to handle that. He says it’s rude to say they’re only good for cleaning...but you can kind of tell he mostly means in relation to himself/robots as intelligent as he is. So instead he just sounds weird and inconsistent...and robophobic himself considering he thinks he’s better than other robots :v Even if it is a joke...Kaede is probably right about the roombas being more popular than Keebs. Also who the heck made him think food looks good when he can’t eat. That’s just mean.

Kaede’s blurb about him for the FTE is pretty positive too, when you see Shuichi’s they’re quite different. (Though their rank one FTEs are INCREDIBLY SIMILAR. because this is how Keebo introduces himself to people. By assuming they want to know about him and flailing. aka terribly. this poor robot. he’s probably only met other people interested in robotics before now.) So we move to FTE 2, where Kaede shows she’s an impulsive little imp when she wants to be!

Kaede: I'm chatting with Keebo again today, but... K1-B0: ...Kaede, is something troubling you? Kaede: N-No! It's nothing. To be honest, something's been bothering me, and I can't really focus on our conversation.There's a button on Keebo's neck... What does it do? It's calling out to me... I wanna push the button! *thud* K1-B0: Hm? What was that sound? Kaede: Whatever that sound was, it occurred at the exact right time...Because when Keebo turned around, his neck was completely defenseless...Oh, god! The button is like screaming, "Don't push me! Don't push me!" But I'm definitely gonna push the button! *click!*

(great job you broke him kaede. they do a ... back and forth like five times, just stare at it for a bit.) No reaction...? Keebo!? I called his name and circled around him... K1-B0: ... Kaede: Whaaaaat!? Keebo was completely frozen! Like a toy out of batteries...M-Maybe that was the emergency stop button!? Wh-What should I do!? Maybe if I push it again, it'll fix him...? Hoping that was the case, I pressed the button again. *click!* K1-B0: ... Kaede: ... K1-B0: Wha—!? Kaede, why are you in front of me? Weren't you behind me earlier? A-And why are you so close to me? Kaede: I-I'm so glad... You're back to normal... K1-B0: Huh? What do you mean? Kaede: U-Um...well, I noticed a button on your neck, so I pushed it K1-B0: What—!? You discovered this button!? Kaede: I-I'm so sorry! It was tempting me! Was that the emergency stop button? K1-B0: ...Yes. It's there just in case my AI or essential functions encounter problems. Kaede: I didn't know you had such a function... K1-B0: Kaede...you know my secret now... Kaede: I-If it's a secret, then you should've hid it better! K1-B0: But what good is an emergency button that cannot be easily found in an emergency? Kaede: But there are people who might push it for fun...like me... K1-B0: ...That's true. I will forward your feedback to the professor when we get out of here. Kaede: Yeah, good idea... K1-B0: But...Kaede, that means you will have influenced my design. Which means you will have played a role in my creation. Kaede: Huh? You're exaggerating. K1-B0: It's no exaggeration. If Professor Idabashi can be considered my "father"...Then you, Kaede, will be my "mother." So I shall call you mom. Kaede: M-M-Mom!? What!? K1-B0: ...That was a joke. Kaede: U-Um... K1-B0: It's payback for messing with my body. You deserve at least that much. Kaede: Ha...hahaha... I'm so sorry, Keebo. A robot making a joke... That's pretty cool. The title of Ultimate Robot really suits him. K1-B0: Um, Kaede... Do you think you can keep that button a secret from everyone? Kaede: Yeah, don't worry. Kokichi definitely can't find out about his button. That would be a huge problem...

Keebo spends a good chunk of his own FTE completely frozen up :v That, and Keebo has this collar covering nearly all of his neck and half of his face! How did you get to it? Or are you calling the collar his neck. He’s probably had to deal with literally getting his buttons pushed before, but Kaede does apologize so he seems more okay with it than he’d usually be. (Really as long as you say sorry he’s generally okay...he wants you to like him.) Also, having that button probably isn’t a ton of fun, even if it’s important. He was completely unaware of what happened and a bit disoriented because of it. Yet he still has time to defend the professor about the placement of the stop button. (As I seriously doubt he had any say in where it is, Kaede! Don’t go pushing random buttons on people!) The fact he gets back at her with an attempt at a joke this time is pretty cute, considering he just previously said jokes are difficult for him. He’s learning! That and the fact both of them instantly go ‘Kokichi must never know’ is just ‘yes, hilarious.’ He’s pretty lucky she keeps it secret and no one else finds out. As an aside, Kaede can ask Rantaro what she thinks of people, and Keebo is an option.

Rantaro: Nah, it's nothing. By the way, who's the most...unique person here, in your eyes? Kaede: Keebo... Rantaro: Being a robot is interesting enough that his personality barely matters. But you know, I think Keebo is on our side... Kaede: What do you mean, on our side? Rantaro: Have you ever heard of the Three Laws of Robotics? The long and short of it is...robots can't harm people. If Keebo's creator was a good scientist, he would have programmed that into Keebo's AI. We're all human, so we can assume that he's on our side...Of course, I'm just guessing

He probably wouldn’t appreciate his personality not having to matter, but Rantaro basically seems to trust Keebo here. Because he’s a robot :v Unfortunately, he doesn’t trust him enough to let him in on the survivor perk thing...he probably would have lived if Keebo came along to his ill advised library search. It’s much harder to sneak up on two people with a shot putt ball. speaking of shot putt balls, time to get past the part where he dies. Since Keebs is hiding out his room, he gets summoned by the body discovery announcement.

He doesn’t get it, and understandably panics a little, and doesn’t really interact with anyone, they’re all doing their own expressions of dismay. Miu’s does come after his though. What finally gets him talking again? Being worried he won’t be much help.

Kirumi: Do not fret. Just imagine this as something out of a police drama or detective manga. Right, Shuichi? Shuichi: R-Right... K1-B0: I'm in trouble... I've never watched police dramas or read detective manga! Korekiyo: Well...there's no need to think so hard. We need only converse with the corpse... A corpse is not simply a dead person. That is just an assumption made by the living. Yes! By coming face to face with the corpse, you will learn a great many things! (yes that is it exactly.)

Really though, how long has Keebo been ‘alive’? He’s never so much as looked at entire genre even once? You had time for the entire history of stand up and didn’t look at detectives? Shuichi taking charge a little does get him a bit more positive though.

K1-B0: As novice investigators, logic dictates that we work together rather than give in to paranoia.

Teamwork makes the dream work :v He also goes ahead and does the protagonist thing again here.

Kaede: We’ll all escape from here! I’ll make sure of it! K1-B0: So, let's get started.

He’s the first one to say ‘okay let’s do the thing.’ He’s also the first to react when Kaede says...

Kaede: The mastermind killed Rantaro... K1-B0: ...Mastermind? I’m sorry, what are we talking about?

Asking clarifying questions is Keebo’s part time job at this rate. Most of the other characters have no idea what Kaede is going on about here! This exchange is ten times funnier when you know Kaede is actually right, Tsumugi’s sprite is on screen when she says this and everything. Keebo also trusts Monophanie at her word when it comes to developing the camera film.

K1-B0: And she said she had to follow the rules, so I don’t think she’d destroy evidence.

He doesn’t say how he thinks very often! Though in this case he’s probably speaking from experience...he’s a robot too, and might have rules he absolutely has to follow. (Such as not talking about how he was created.) Gonta is the other one who trusts her...but Gonta is kind of a sweetheart that trusts almost anyone so :v. Angie also sort of does? But really, the ones who trust are all in the ‘probably not taken seriously’ camp. He continues to be a team player during the investigation.

Kirumi: I do not intend to offer a suggestion that would further arouse suspicion, but... K1-B0: No, that's logical! Please speak your mind, Kirumi! Kaito: It's not something you should be proud to say... but I guess we don't have a choice. After all, if we don't find out who the culprit is, we'll all be killed.

Keebs with the logic train again, with Kaito there going ‘I Do Not Like’, seeing as it’s kinda hard to believe in your friends while suspecting them. He almost seems to be chastising Keebo here, since he’s unapologetically for the ‘stick in groups’ plan. Of course robot lad knows someone is dead, someone here had to have done it, taking all precautions therefore is only being sensible. In the investigation proper he hangs out in the classroom they kept watch in with Korekiyo, since he actually listens when they say stay in groups.

K1-B0: Kaede, Shuichi! I would like to ask you two a question! You were on lookout inside this classroom, right? Kaede: Yeah. From here, we could keep an eye on the basement, and it was close to the library, too. Shuichi: That’s our alibi. We were both in this classroom when the murder occurred. K1-B0: I see... Then the probability that you two committed the crime is extremely low... By the way...were you two together the entire time? Shuichi: No...I did leave for a bit to see what was happening in the basement. But besides that, we were together the whole time, until the receiver went off. Kaede: Y-Yeah, that's right... K1-B0: ...I understand. Thank you very much. Kaede: Is that all you wanted to ask? K1-B0 Oh, may I ask you one more question? Specifically, about that vent... It appears to be connected to this classroom. The air duct in the basement hallway leads to it... Shuichi: Yes, I was also concerned about this vent... That’s why we kept watch in this classroom. Kaede: Because the culprit wouldn't be able to use this vent if we're in here on lookout. K1-B0: Under those circumstances, it would be difficult to sneak into the library from here. Shuichi: Kaede stacked up books in front of the library vent as well. With those in the way, it would be even harder for someone to go in and out. K1-B0: Really? I will be sure to save that important piece of information to my memory bank. I hope my line of questioning has not offended either of you. It is necessary, so that we may find the truth. Kaede: Keebo, you totally sounded like a detective or a lawyer just now! Oh! Maybe you were a detective or a lawyer in a past life!

Keebo does not appreciate your absolute nonsense Kaede. Even if you’re meaning it as a complement. He’s trying pretty hard, noticing the vent and asking for alibis and trying to puzzle out what happened. He is of course, pretty wrong about these two being unlikely culprits for being here since he hasn’t considered how the murder occurred, but he’s already admitted to not being good at this. He even apologizes for being rude, he’s so worried about making people not like him! Yet he still gets prickly about the robot thing, but really Kaede should we be talking about past lives when there’s a smashed avocado downstairs at this very moment?

Kaede: Hey Keebo, what were you doing and where during the body discovery announcement? K1-B0: Ah... My alibi. ... ... (we get his glitching out sprite here :v) Kaede: ...Um, are you glitching right now? K1-B0: No, I'm just searching for the right words. In all honesty I was alone in my room, so I admit my alibi is not altogether reliable... Kaede: So...you don't have an alibi? K1-B0: But Ryoma said he was alone in his room, too. Kaede: Geez, way to throw him under the bus K1-B0: Huh!? Th-That was not my intention! Kaede: But I see... Both Keebo and Ryoma don't have an alibi... That means, it's possible one of those two is the mastermind... K1-B0: Umm... Am I under suspicion because I don't have an alibi? Kaede: No... I won't suspect you just because you don't have an alibi. And I’m not saying that because you’re a robot or anything! I’m not robophobic at all! K1-B0: Thank you very much. But...you don't need to be so PC.

Don’t throw Ryomas under busses. Though this is more of ‘I’m stating a fact’ and not really thinking how that comes off again. Well, really you should be under suspicion Keebo, but Kaede already knows who the culprit is and is trying to make you feel better since you’re clearly anxious about it. So she leans into your weak point...and you tell her it’s fine and she doesn’t need to do that. Now is that because her outright saying she not a robophobe makes you feel silly, or are you so worried about inconveniencing your friends you’re just automatically downgrading the importance of your feelings? keebo doesn’t know what he wants. So who’s the one to ask the protagonist about the last bit of evidence they get?

K1-B0: ...Kaede! Are those the developed photos?

zero points for guessing designated audience insert. I have a question and wish to ask it is just how he rolls, especially early on when everyone needs time to talk.

K1-B0: There is one more photo of the front entrance, correct?

as you see. A+ for consistency.

Kaede: The camera pointed at the front entrance only snapped these four photos... K1-B0: Neither Rantaro nor anyone else who could be the culprit are in the photos... Ryoma: Did they both enter through the back door, then?

Adding his two cents, though he’s basically stating the obvious. Hmm. Is it really his two cents when he’s just making factual comments? Ryoma’s the one who actually moves the thought to the next question that needs to be answered.

Ryoma: Could the culprit have gone into the hidden door? K1-B0: Yes, that is a possibility. Korekiyo: For now, let us see the next picture. There is one remaining, isn't there?

Validating other people’s assumptions but not adding any of his own here.

Shuichi: But that would mean that Rantaro noticed it... He saw...our hidden camera... K1-B0: Moving the bookcase triggers the sensor, which in turn activates the camera, right? The bookcase appears to have already been moved, so why did the sensor activate...? Tenko: Who cares!? What happened to the culprit!? How come they're not in any of the photos!?

Tenko, Keebo cares. That’s why he asked. He’s either not quite understanding how the sensor works...or he’s pointing out the bookcase has moved more than it should have to trigger the sensor a second time. So we know someone came out of the mastermind lair when Rantaro got distracted by the flash. We will never touch on this again! We know the door can automatically close, but it’s in the exact same position despite the camera interval timers. this is probably just oversight but it is kind of funny to think this could have been a giveaway.

Kaede: We just need to expose the mastermind in this class trial! And then everything, including this killing game...will come to an end. K1-B0: Yes, that's right.

Gotta stick to those safe tiny bits of encouragement eh Keebs? even if he’s wrong

K1-B0: I'm sorry, I can't even posit a guess as to who the culprit might be...But I haven't given up! I assure you, we will avenge Rantaro!

‘I have nothing useful to add, so I’m going to use odd words and restate my willingness to help.’ The choice of ‘avenge’ is pretty interesting though. Keebs isn’t big on violence, and we’re not going to be avenging Rantaro with a song and dance number here, we’re gonna get someone else dead. Perhaps we’re getting a tiny peek at the ends justify the means Keebo who only really gets to come out to play in chapter six. or he’s just mimicking the other’s sentiments and not thinking too hard about what avenging would mean :v

Keade: An...elevator? K1-B0: Does he want us to board it?

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K1-B0: This is an authentic replica of a courtroom

No it’s not! Well maybe it is in ronpa world. oh god does he know what they look like because he was literally built for this. is this why he threatens with lawsuits.

Tenko: First, let's breathe in! And breathe out! We need to remember our "No, No, No's"! “No pushing! No running! No talking!” K1-B0: But communication is the foundation of any discussion!

The human is confusing me, and we’ve been here for like five seconds. He can’t think of a good way to start, so he’s stuck just pointing out things that might be problems, such as not talking :v

Ryoma: The mastermind, huh? Odds are, it's one of us... Kokichi: It's Kee-boy over here! Everyone else thinks so too! K1-B0: D-Does everyone really think that...!? Kaede: We'll get to the bottom of this...

He can instantly buy into the idea that everyone suspects him. Even when it’s coming from Kokichi. Kaede sort of denies it, but this poor boy. He’s trying so hard and wants to do his best but has no trouble at all going ‘yeah everyone doubts me’. Maybe that’s a protag thing, with how Shuichi freaks out when you present the wrong evidence :v (THEY’LL THINK I’M A FRAUD)

Kaede: Because, Rantaro didn't have the card key to open the hidden door. You'd think the mastermind would have that card key on him, right? K1-B0: Perhaps the culprit took the card key after killing Rantaro? Shuichi: But none of the pictures show Rantaro holding the card key. So I don't really think he had the key at all

Time for Keebo to make little logical guesses and generally be wrong, since this is Kaede and Shuichi’s trial to run. Someone’s gotta double down on Rantaro possibly being the mastermind I suppose.

Ryoma: To lure Rantaro to the library...and kill him K1-B0: Does that mean the culprit and the mastermind are one in the same? Korekiyo: Hmm... That does seem plausible. It’s very likely the mastermind knew about Kaede and Shuichi’s trap. Kaede: The mastermind knew about our trap this whole time?

Yes, but actually no. Ryoma, Keebo and Korekiyo are absolutely correct here, even though we won’t be getting the correct answer. It’s kind of impressive that the ‘real world’ protag and his Investigation Buddy have the actual right answer here. (Kiyo and Keebs were together after all). Ryoma’s showing up a lot near Keebo’s dialogue too :v The most unexpected trio ever.

K1-B0: So you knew nothing about the trap in the library? Miu: I'm tellin' ya, I had no idea! Not like it matters...cuz I never went to the library, okay!? Ryoma: The person who made the cameras...would've known their blind spots, too.

Keebo Ryoma tag team...to get the agree statement Kaede needs. I don’t think Keebo has really talked to Miu beyond her calling him pathetic once still.

Ryoma: Cool your jets, kid. Korekiyo: Tsumugi and Kirumi were both in the dining hall as well. K1-B0: We can dismiss those four as potential culprits if they were together the entire time. Korekiyo: No...not the entire time. At one point, Tsumugi went to the restroom. Tsumugi: Oh...so you brought that up after all...It's true. I went to the restroom closest to the dining hall.

I really didn’t notice how often these guys are paired together but now I keep seeing them. Kiyo corrects Keebo like a good Investigation Buddy and brings up a damning clue even. THAT WE WON”T USE AAAAA

Tenko: I would never punch a foe from behind! A true aikido master would never do something so dishonorable! K1-B0: Punching is permitted in aikido!? Tenko: Yes! Neo-Aikido even uses wooden swords! Maki: All you've proven is that you're an idiot.

A distraction conversation in the mass panic debate, but the fact Keebo is so baffled here is funny to me. I suppose he’d be more interested in self defense styles like aikido. Gonta also mentions ‘ Not person... Robot? Like Keebo? ‘ when talking to Angie. Keebo Is Not A Person is a pretty common sentiment in the class :v

Tsumugi: The A/V Room's sliding door doesn't open, so you can't get into the hallway. K1-B0: If you cannot enter the hallway, how would you open the rear door to the library? Kirumi: Although you cannot fit your whole body through the sliding door, an arm would suffice. It would be possible if you used a particular item in the A/V Room.

Keebo doesn’t talk a ton in this trial because Lots Of People need screentime, but here he is to ask more questions now that we’ve moved past the correct culprit and are moving on to the ‘acceptable’ culprit. He continues to follow Kirumi’s logic path after this exchange too.

Kirumi: Yes, the act of throwing a shot put ball could lead one to use it as a weapon. K1-B0: Even if a person couldn't fit through the space, a shot put ball certainly would.

He doesn’t see the contradiction Kaede does in the whole open bookcase thing, after all. So he’s just helping in making Gonta look suspicious.

Kokichi: Yup! A walking, talking Roomba can't compare to a mighty beast like Gonta! K1-B0: That Roomba remark...is probably not about me, as l have a variety of custodial functions.

Yes, I’m sure everyone totally believes he believes that. While your rebuttal is ‘i can do lots of types of cleaning over a roomba’. This robot, I swear. I tell Kaede off for assuming robots should just need to clean but to prove myself to Kokichi I will talk about how good I am at cleaning things. (Amusing, Kaede apparently magically remembers this, she brings up Keebo’s cleaning function in one of her Salmon mode library dates :v) Also: Kokichi proving to himself that he can derail the robot REALLY EASILY if he wants to be distracting in trials. Keebo doesn’t participate again until another robot crack sets him off.

Tsumugi: We don't even know if they're a guy or not, though, right? Himiko: Or if they're even human... K1-B0: Are you referring to me?

Himiko doesn’t like you Keebo, I’m sorry. Who else could she be referring to? The fact Tsumugi is saying this to Kaito’s ‘culprit should man up and confess’ thing though? Ha

Angie: The culprit was hiding in the library the whole time, before Kaede and Shuichi even placed the cameras. K1-B0: Where would they have hidden? Angie: Inside the hidden door! Ryoma: So you’re sayin’ the culprit was lyin’ in wait there? Korekiyo: If that's true, the suspects...are those who were alone at time of the incident.

Oh look, Keebo is talking when proof of the real culprit shows up, and asks the question that brings up that proof. Angie’s right! Kiyo is going a bit too far in suspecting Keebo and Ryoma here, but they’d be on the right track if it wasn’t for that chalk dust in the card reader :v

Kirumi: So the real question is how the culprit entered and exited the library. K1-B0: We cannot continue until we address that problem first! Korekiyo: It’s quite the mystery. How did the killer avoid being caught by the cameras?

He’s helping a little here in making sure the discussion stays on this topic, but Investigation Buddy Kiyo is the one doing the work again. Keebs, you are really showing your inner Makoto :v

Miu: Eureka! I know how the culprit got in the library-- the front door! K1-B0: Um... Have you been paying attention? The camera would've taken their picture. Miu: Not if the culprit timed their movements around the camera intervals!

He’s so exasperated by her by saying something that goes against hard evidence/logic. He hasn’t even considered such a thing like camera intervals. He’s pretty bad about thinking of stuff that goes against ‘facts’. Sadly we won’t get more robot sass for a bit. But hey, we got some.

Miu: The three cameras that Kaediot and Poo-ichi placed go off when they pick up movement. From there, it takes 30 seconds for the film to auto-roll to the next photo. K1-B0: So, for 30 seconds, anyone could've entered the library without their photo being taken!? Kirumi: That may have been enough time to kill Rantaro and exit the library...

Thank you for summarizing for the audience Keebo, I think they figured that out. He’s perfectly happy to work with Miu even if he was just snarking at her for not paying attention. She just needed a logical reason and now he’s on board, no problems. This is probably the first non-aggressive/in agreement bit the two have, depending on how you read their other interactions.

Korekiyo: I see. Then he caused the receiver to go off in front of Kaede to trick her. Shuichi: ... K1-B0: It's certainly plausible, considering that Shuichi knew about the intervals.

Ryoma, since the receiver trick is his idea is the one who gets Keebo on the Suspecting Shuichi bandwagon. The fact Kiyo talks right before he decides it’s plausible is just amusing. He keeps following them, but doesn’t seem very sure. He doesn’t join in for the following debate.

Kaede: So that’s why there’s no way Shuichi could’ve turned off the receiver! Shuichi: ... K1-B0: If that is true, then the entire premise of the argument thus far is wrong... Kirumi: Is this true, Kaede?

He doesn’t actually ask if it’s true, just what it would mean if it was. I’m not sure if I’d rather take it as he doesn’t really buy it or not, she doesn’t seem like a great liar, but Keebo is pretty garbage at reading things. I don’t really think be buys it yet personally (he does later once hearing ‘why would I lie’), that why he doesn’t want to ask, but I can see it being the other way, in he does completely and he’s bummed that they’re back to square one.

Korekiyo: Or perhaps...you wanted to cover for Shuichi, even at the cost of your life. Shuichi: ...Huh?

Kokichi: Words from a true heartless robot! Emotions are only for meatbags! K1-B0: That is a harmful stereotype. I can produce heartfelt remarks through calculations! Tsumugi: Like "less than three"? Those kinds of calculations?

Mugi’s just here to dunk on a robot. Keebo is actually showing how different he is from everyone here. Even though he’s a big team player, he can’t fathom why someone would risk death for a lie for someone else. Kokichi is going to give Keebo a real life example someday, but it seems like Keebo is a tiiiny bit selfish here, or really just very lonely. He doesn’t have a strong enough relationship with anyone to make this idea seem possible, that and he’s not much of a liar. It’s not a shock Kokichi jumps on him here to try and figure out if this is just a shortcoming or Keebo just doesn’t feel much in general, but Keebo’s angry response probably clued him in. Even if he needs to clarify he’s doing so via calculations. Maybe you;re a bit too honest, Keeboy. (Also, given what we learn in his third FTE, a bit strange. His previous self killed himself over risking hurting the professor again...but perhaps he’s not counting that because it’s not a lie?) Either way, he’s taking Kaede’s lie as 100% truth at this point.

Miu: So we all agree that Poo-ichi did it!? Then let's just vote already! K1-B0: No, I think it’s too soon to determine the culprit. Tsumugi: Umm...I agree. I sort of can't believe that Shuichi is the culprit.

mugi i swear to god you just love flaunting don’t you. Keebo’s the first to go ‘actually let’s not die killing tthe wrong person’, so good for him. Against Miu, again. you two have a rocky start huh.

Ryoma: If Shuichi had the receiver, it could have been disguised. K1-B0: Kaede is the one who actually had the receiver!

Robot is gonna be the one taking the lie in the debate scrum and using it as a weapon. She said she didn’t lie, it is a fact now, and he’s sticking with it. He really flip flops on how much he wants to trust people. I think he wants to trust everyone generally, but then he gets in that logic zone and starts being suspicious again. Thaaat and the voice in his head often probably tells him to get off the logic track and believe. He listens to it when he ‘doesn’t know what to do’, and let’s be real Keebo is almost in a constant state of ‘what do’. The less confident he is, the more likely he’s going to be nudged into being trusting...

Kaito: Whoa! The brightness is totally different! K1-B0: Same room, circumstance, and camera. And yet, there is a disparity in brightness...

Reiterating and expanding on what Kaito said here, but he’s letting Shuichi explain it instead of trying to do so himself. It’s this sort of thing that makes me think his confidence is incredibly fragile >>

Shuichi: ...Kaede is the culprit. K1-B0: Huh!?

Keebo has identified the new protagonist and is now reacting to them first instead of False Protagonist. I suppose it makes sense he’s first to react a decent chunk of the time...he does have a computer for a brain. Quick on the update, sometimes. Not that he knows what to say beyond being baffled.

Shuichi: How Kaede killed Rantaro with the shot put ball...should become clear when you consider where she used it. K1-B0: Where she used the shot put ball?

Keebo you were in the room and pointed out the vent, come on buddy. but i was serious about how he’s figured out who he should be listening to most closely again.

Shuichi: ...She rolled it. She rolled the shot from the first floor classroom and hit Rantaro. K1-B0: I am skeptical that she could perform such a feat of accuracy...

see? Of course in his confusion the thing he personally investigated has just dropped right out of his hard drive. :v It does egg Shuichi on so he’ll continue explaining. It’s his show now. To the point Keebo stays silent until we get to Kaede’s motivations.

Shuichi: You weren’t persuaded by Monokuma...and you weren't trying to save yourself. What you were trying to do...was kill the mastermind! K1-B0: Kill...the mastermind? Shuichi: Kaede wasn't targeting Rantaro. She was targeting the mastermind. She was trying to end this killing game... She was trying to save us all. ...Isn't that right, Kaede?

Keebo just loves to pretend to be Solid Snake. He’s been really quiet otherwise, this isn’t a good time. Kaede was one of the friendliest people to him, too.

Kaede: ... K1-B0: Kaede, what would possess you to do something like this?

Even after hearing how it played out (well, everyone thinks it played out) he still doesn’t get it. She did it to kill the mastermind, but he just can’t see why you’d ever take such a step. Maybe he wants to hear it from her, but it’s still a gut punch.

Kaede: I felt like if I didn't do this, then Rantaro's death would have been meaningless. K1-B0: We were searching for both the culprit and the mastermind during this class trial. Angie: Ah, Kaede did mention that.

What can you say to something like that? His death is ‘meaningless’ in a way, but the truth about him will come about later. (too bad keebo’s is the MOST meaningless) Keebo just chooses to stick to stating the facts, as if that’ll help it make more sense. Not that it probably does. He still has questions.

K1-B0: But, Kaede, why did you set such a convoluted trap? If your intent was to kill the mastermind, there was no reason for you to cover your tracks. Kaito: Isn't it obvious? It's because...she didn't want Shuichi to know.

Kaito is way better at figuring out people’s motivations, especially if driven by emotion. Keebo’s question is sensible...but it is probably rather obvious to everyone else there. He’s accepted she killed with a reason, though we don’t know if he thinks it was a good reason. Being tricked like this...it couldn’t have been good for anyone. He doesn’t stand up to the Exisals. He’s not going to throw his life away.

Kaede: Even after I'm gone...my wish will still be here. So I’m counting on you all! I’m entrusting my wish to every one of you! I believe in you! I believe that you all will make it through this, somehow! You guys better live! Don't go dying on me now! End this ridiculous killing game, survive, and get the hell out of this place! And then...be friends after you escape, okay? I think you’ll all be the best of friends. K1-B0: Affirmative, Kaede...

He will agree to try and make her wish come true. (before everyone else. he’s quick on the draw for this kind of thing.) Of course...no one takes her death well.

A horrible mess Keebo, a horrible mess. Of course, he can still pull himself together if a question needs to be asked.

Monokuma: ...Hate you? Puhuhu...who can say? That's your job to figure out. If you really wanna know what's going on, you're gonna have to work for it. ...Though the corpse formerly known as Rantaro may have had a hunch. Gonta: ...Huh? K1-B0: What do you mean? What was Rantaro's hunch? Monokuma: Puhuhu... What, indeed?

Posing for the camera, that bear. Unfortunately, Keebo doesn’t really pursue what Rantaro’s hunch might have been...or if he does, Shuichi isn’t around to see him do it. Or maybe he mentions it in a one off line and I’ve forgotten. We’ll see.

Tenko: Wh-what kinda d-degenerate male... cries in p-public...? It’s so r-rude... Keebo: But, Tenko, you're crying too. Ryoma: Now's not the time to point that out, Keebo. Just let it be.

Ryoma’s a good guy, he’s figured out Keebo doesn’t really mean anything by it, and he’s genuinely confused by Tenko’s illogical statement. No mockery or anything, just tells him to let it go for now. Of course he’s trying to get more easily answered questions figured out when you’re stuck dealing with ones like ‘why did Kaede have to die’, ‘why did it have to be so cruel’ or ‘what secrets do we know nothing about’. He’d rather be distracted right now.

Kaito: Clench your teeth! K1-B0: Kaito! You are supposed to say that *before* you hit him!

An easy fact that can be applied, so he speaks up. He’ll be speaking up when Kaito does a repeat performance later, too. Kaito and Keebo get on each others case sometimes :v But now it’s Keebo’s turn to be a bit insensitive.

Shuichi: ...I'm fine.

Gonta: Gonta not sure it waste of time. But Gonta agree, fighting not good...

That was a pretty emotional moment between people mourning a lost one with Kaito trying to get Shuichi to stand up and fight back annnnnd Keebo’s calling it a waste of time. Oooof, he is bad at people. Gonta disagrees, though to Keebo it’s logically just a waste. He can’t see what they’re gaining here, or the point of fighting between friends like this. We know in hindsight that Shuichi kind of needs this, but our robot pal doesn’t. That, and violence is never really entering his acceptable solution list. Not yet.

Shuichi: Sorry, you should go ahead without me... K1-B0: ...Why? Is there a reason you wish to stay in a place like this? Shuichi: I want to be alone for a while. Just for a little bit.

must...respond...to...protagonist...Cannot understand why you want to stay in the place Kaede just died and you got punched in. Shuichi kinda gives a non answer, but Keebo doesn’t press. Probably because he’s not going to understand the answer anyway. That’s in for chapter one!

Why did I do this? Cus I’m in the mood to replay it and I am going to babble about my favourite who deserves better. The other kids a bit too, I do like them all but mostly the robot lad.

Also congratulations if you got this far, you’re just as nuts as I am! please share your own hot takes/ things you just realized from all the quotes shoved in here. I probably should have worked on my fanfics instead of doing this :v (I have a bunch on Keebo as Verl on A03, if you are like ‘yeas i want more ravings from this mad being’) ...I’ll be back with Chapter two later...

#danganronpa #drv3 #kiibo #keebo #k1-b0 #text #the longest of long posts #do you want to read Opinions on Robot for ages?#you're in luck #because i've got a lot of em #he's not boring he's fascinating aaaa

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xolotoofficial · 4 years

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> “Alright, babe,” Marvus’ manager starts, making sure the bandages around his chest are well visible under his jacket, but not as visible as the layers of gold chains sitting on top. He smirks and pats him on the shoulders, eying the golden diamond-shaped studs in his ears. “You’re looking pitiful enough. Go out there and make me and your clown buddies proud.”

Marvus feels way better now that he’s had a couple of days to heal. If he was, oh, Jade, let’s say, it would probably take much longer for him to heal, but he slowly swaggers into the interview, feeling like a million but walking like he’s still injured, but healing. The stab wounds on his body were closed up at this point, and the scarring was already looking pretty minimal, but he looked like he was being held together by cotton and stitches under all the wrappings.

The day he woke up, he let them photograph his chest, and it was emblazoned across every magazine - a clown, martyred at his own show, bloody and pitiful, tore the fuck up and still devastatingly hot. Gore was barely a kink on Alternia.

The cerulean woman in her pencil skirt and killer heels splattered with warm blood sits with a notepad in her lap and a winning smile. She was a familiar site. They had done interviews before, and she was very efficient. “Are you ready? Do you remember all the questions and answers we’re going through today, Mr. Xoloto?”

He smiles and nods, feeling the cameras on him again. It’s familiar, and he can honestly say he missed it. “Yes, I remember. It’s a steel trap up here, even if it’s been knocked around a lil’ bit.”

She feigns concern and they both cackle with each other. She was easy to win over, as easy as anyone else, but at least she had fun with it.

“You’re such a messy bitch.” She croons, recrossing her legs, one set of eyes looking at her notes and the other staring into him with glee. “Alright, everyone shut up and start rolling!...” She herself smiles into the camera. “Hello and welcome to all of you at hive watching, this is Krayvt Terrox, of course. Today I’m joined by one of the most masterful jesters this side of Alternia in an exclusive interview. Known for the size of his crowds, the size of the bloodshed, and the size of him… well. Marvus Xoloto, it’s so good to have you here, and so soon after this grizzly attempt on your life.”

He smiles and nods lazily, moving very little. “Only by motherfuckin’ grace, sister. It’s great to be here, Kravyt.”

“Let’s start with the obvious - your attacker isn’t a stranger to the disciplinary system, and according to multiple sources, he’s been on the cull list for some time for abandoning his duties and past violence on trolls of higher blood. It’s rather stupid of him to brazenly walk on stage when common knowledge among us who actually use our pans that you like to keep a certain amount of attention and cameras on you. I have to ask, did you know Lanque Bombyx personally?”

Marvus shakes his head. “No. We had some mutual acquaintances once upon a time, but I didn’t know him, or about him, or get any warnin’s on his violent ass nature. We’ve attended some same parties, but other than that? Nada.”

“Oh, interesting. Let’s start with those acquaintances. Did you have any altercations or issues with those mutual acquaintances?”

He shakes his head again. “Oh, no. It’s funny, the only people we both knew seemed to either not want much to do with him, or just didn’t have nice things to say. I take care of my friends, ya know? And that includes listenin’ to em, so I did my best.”

“Of course, Marvus the Great wouldn’t be associating with such base criminals. I’m sure the people who lost him to the cull list were very disappointed.”

Marvus laughs. Thinking of Daraya being disappointed in Lanque’s crimes tickled him. “Can’t say fer sure since he came up so rarely, but I’m sure they were pretty g-d bummed.”

Kravyt’s eyes narrow and she leans in. “Now, about the parties? What’s the secret there?”

“Oh, god, ain’t no secret. They was jus’ meetin’ ups I was havin’ with some of my siblin’s. He was there at the same time, in my ass and all that. The only secret I might think was there was that he was followin’ me. Ain’t uncommon, but ain’t impressive on me.”

His interrorgator simply laughed, flipped a page in her paper. “Gosh, this is a funnier story than I expected. Here we all were, thinking he was some sort of hired hand or a wronged quad, but he’s really a jealous nobody. So, what happened that night? Why does Marvus Xoloto lose to an overly desperate fan like that? It’s not every day that someone attempts on a clown’s life, let alone escapes from the scene, and a Jade blood on top of that. A well-trained subjugglator would be expected to win that match up, easy.”

“Well, I ain’t subjug trained, I’m laughsassin trained. We more like a clown utility knife, less of a club to the face, ya dig?” One hand plays with a chain around his neck, the other hand waving away the last statement. “Not disparagin’ of course, I love the heavy hitters in my family, but I ain’t made to maintain that kinda rage all long term and shit. After a bumpin’ ass night of performin’, ya could guess that I was tired a-f. Ain’t help that on top of tired I was all cocky and shit - I’ve always been the type for spectacle, and I ain’t thought that through much at the time. I was jus’ tryin’ ta stop him, wound him all for-life-like, put on a show, and I got blood in my eyes for just a second and, well, I got the beatin’ I well up and deserved for bein’ a show-off, durin’ the fight and durin’ that long-ass slam session.”

Marvus takes a pause. He stops his fidgeting and his eyes cut to the ground. Clowns don’t show shame, but he does it regularly on global television. Even Kravyt, who knew what the questions and answers were ahead of time leans in while the camera does the same on his face.

“But I wanted to make my fans all happy, you know? Shit, they show was gettin’ ruined, and I wanted to give em another to make up for it... That was my b. If I knew he was such a criminal I woulda been more on toppa dat shit, but I ain’t sure it mattered much. Like I said, I’d been performin’ for a long time at that point - like, i-d-k, almost 3 hours?” He pauses though, stage whispering to the woman across from him. “And don’t tell nobody, but I mighta been a lil’ slack on my training. Gotta get that fixed now, don’t I?”

Kravyt nods in understanding, swinging her foot. “Thank you for that, Marvus. I’m sure that was difficult to talk about. Let’s move onto something a little less clinical - how are you feeling?”

Marvus beams for the camera. “Aww, thanks sis. I’m doin’ pretty okay. I should be all healed up sooner than later. Then I can get back to all that good” - and sometimes illegal, you know how it is - “work I’m motherfuckin’ known for.”

He winks through Kravyt and she blushes, but it wasn’t really for her. That one was for the cameras - the rebels he had been helping for the past two sweeps. The clubs he bought out. The performers he had been recruiting. He wasn’t out of the game, and he wanted them to know that.

“And what about the church? How are they feeling about all of this? What about your friends?”

Marvus nods sagely at her question. “Well, my family ain’t to happy. Last I heard they were makin’ their own moves about this. Somethin’ about uppin’ security every-motherfuckin-where, and they hired some kickass to the case? Wild a-f. I ain’t all involved or nothin’ cuz, ya know, I’m a motherfuckin’ loud mouth and alla dat, but they’ve been supportive of me. And as for friends...”

He smiles a little, face as neutral as usual. “Well, they’re goin’ a lil’ SHITHIVE. I get it though. Somethin’ terrible happened to one of their friends, all because of Lanque. He’s gettin’ all sorts of people hurt with these weird motherfuckin’ antics. Who knows who’s gonna be all in the path next? Can’t imagine how hurted his cloister must be - they be their own sorta family, and I kinda feel some kinship about that. I know most trolls ain’t gettin’ what clowns got, but I know, if I up and imagine, it would suck if I fucked up and got a sister of mine hurt, you know?”

And that one was for Lanque.

“How kind of you to empathize with the associates and friends of a criminal. But that almost sounds just as juicy as this -”

“None of that, sis. This is just me havin’ my own fun. I mean, the church got him covered - I get somethin’ of my own, I think. I just wish his family the best.”

“You really have a gilded heart, don’t you?”

“Aww, I don’t know about that…”

“And so humble.” She giggles. “One last question, then.” Kravyt nods and finishes her scrawling. “It’s really good to see that you’re alive and well. Is there anything else you’d like to tell the good people at home?” Marvus turns to the camera to his left and gives another best winning smile. “I’ll be going on a whole new tour in three nights from now to celebrate my good health! Tickets are available now, and locations are listed up on my website. While you’re there, if you’re feelin’ up to it and know anything at all about the location of my attacker, there’s a text form you can submit, only available to people who’re signed up to my Fanclub.”

“It was lovely to have you on tonight,” the smiley four-eyed woman chirps pleasantly, offering her hand. He leans forward with an exaggerated wince, reciprocating the action. She looks at him with her own over-acted pity. “Thank you again, Marvus.

“...aaaand cut it! Start shutting this down. Good job, Marvus. We’ll get these all edited up and it should be going up as soon as it’s done. A day or so. You were wonderful as usual - only took three takes to get all the footage we need.”

Marvus stands and stretches, clapping his hands together once. “Glad we could do this, f-r. Hey, don’t be a stranger, sis - maybe we’ll get to talk without me actin’ like I ain’t ever been stabbed before, lmaooo.”

She shrugs. “I suppose it might be good for ratings - people really are obsessed with you. Who knew that a person could capitalize on their powers like this? Like, shit, I don’t get it, but clearly huffing your voodoo-vibes or whatever is better than coke.”

#Word Count | 1861 #xxxtras! | unstreamed actions #drug ment //#injuries //#ask to tag //

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auraunbound · 4 years

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VYLT and DAWN - What kinds of relationships do you have with your mothers?

[Cut for length!]

“My family is rather well connected and communicative, so it may surprise some to hear that my mother was quite involved with my upbringing. She was quite insistent on not leaving me to the help, and only relying on their assistance to ensure that my father could keep the company running smoothly. I can’t say we converse casually much anymore, but we are on quite good terms.

“My mother died when I was young, and my memories of her are hazy. I remember that she was caring, but beyond that is... difficult.”

“Mom’n’I get along nice. She took good care’a me. Sometimes I feel like she worries too much, but I know she only does it ‘cause she cares. Honestly, I don’t know how I got so lucky, havin’ good parents. Gods know I don’t deserve ‘em.”

“I never knew my mother. She left me with my father as an infant. Wherever she is, I hope she’s enjoying her life as far away from him as possible.”

“I don’t talk with my mom anymore. She raised me, I’m thankful for that, but I’ve moved on. I’m a Huntress now. I can’t go leaning on her support all the time. I’m sure she’s doing fine.”

“Mom... she’s nice, don’t get me wrong, but ever since dad left, she’s been in a rough spot. I feel like I’ve taken care of her more than she’s taken care of me. She gets sick a lot, and when she’s not sick, she’s usually got a bottle of wine. Between the two, I had my hands full most of the time before coming to Shade. I still try to visit and keep in touch, but now that I’m not home as often, I feel like she’s getting worse.”

“Mom’s the best! She always makes the best food, and asks me how my day is. Sometimes she would visit the academy to drop off care packages and stuff, and when I was off at Beacon, she called every couple of days to check in on me. Without the CCT, it’s a little harder to keep in touch, but I make sure to try and get home every so often to visit.”

“I never met my mom. I was raised in an orphanage in Vacuo, so I guess you could say my caretaker was a motherly figure. But they were always so busy, I just usually tried not to bother them so they could focus on the other kids. I heard stories about my parents, but they kinda contradict each other. One person told me I was dropped off at the front steps and that they never saw my parents, one said they were Huntsmen and died in the line of duty, someone said I was rescued from an outside settlement, another said I was found sleeping in an alleyway next to my parents’ bodies. I don’t really know which one’s true, but I’m kinda glad about that. It gives me the freedom to think that they were good people and just wanted the best for me. So wherever they are, I hope they’re proud of how far I’ve come.”

#teamoliv #[some of these are good at least]#{Duty Calls; (Answered)}#{The Blooming Empress; (Violet Pasque)}#{The Burning Vengeance; (Yarrow Penke)}#{The Boxing Kangaroo; (Lily White)}#{The Crackshot Bounty Hunter; (Taupe Columbine)}#{The Divine Protector; (Jet Dodger)}#{The Fury Of Vengeance; (Alecto Citron)}#{The Sandman Cometh; (Willa Dunie)}#{The Starry Eyed Feline; (Caitlyn Nash)}

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Broadcast: Rob Kranken, 01/18/19

[Fire Escape Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness]

Rob: Good evening everyone, this is 103.5 KPLR Radio, that was “Fire Escape” by Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness. I’m your host, Rob Kranken, with you on this Friday night going into Saturday morning. It’s about 30 degrees outside and I am huddled in my studio with my jacket on and a blanket that I found in a storage closet. No one is on the road, and I’m hoping it stays that way ‘cause we got a lotta ice out there after Thursday's storm. In more personal news, I talked to Angelo as someone last week advised. I’ll respect his privacy on-air but I do think you were right. And besides, he’s alright to talk to. Much better than some of the interns. Speaking of which, those kids are so easy to mess with. You’d think a strange town like Kepler would give you immunity to a few scary goofs. Anyways, I’ll stop blabbering, here’s “Daydreamer” by Young The Giant.

[Daydreamer Young the Giant] [Shutdown Joywave] [Train Brick + Mortar] [Way Too Much Wavves]

Rob: That was “Shutdown” by Joywave, and then “Train” by Brick and Mortar, and “Way Too Much” by Wavves. It seems like it’s gonna be a pretty quiet night so I’ll go ahead and fill the silence before I leave you all to more music. So it’s January, right, the start of a new year. And people make those resolutions, and this, maybe two weeks in, is when a lot of people start falling off. First of all, if your goal involves weight loss, I’d recommend not bothering. Unless a medical professional tells you that and means it, and they’re not just being a prick, then you don’t need to lose weight. Second of all, if you drop off now you don’t have to wait ‘til next year to pick it up. Say you’re trying to learn a language. That Duolingo owl is still gonna be there in a month if you get too busy. And besides, languages are not easy and are never gonna make sense, so I’m proud of you for even trying. Now I’m an old man, I’m— I’m 42, so I haven’t made a New Year’s resolution in quite some time. But this year I was… well, I had something in mind. I was thinking this year I should get some hobbies outside radio, something I can do on my own. And I… I haven’t found anything that really sparked my interest yet, but like I said, the year isn’t over. So keep searching, I’ll keep searching, we all gotta keep searching. Then we’ll start over next year, hopefully as better people. I’ve rambled enough. This is “Cringe” by Matt Maeson.

[Cringe Matt Maeson] [I See You MISSIO] [Salt Bad Suns] [So Tied Up Cold War Kids, Bishop Briggs]

Rob: So that was “I See You” by MISSIO, “Salt” by Bad Suns, and “So Tied Up” by Cold War Kids and Bishop Briggs. It looks like someone’s calling in, and now is as good a time as any, so I guess we’ll move into this part of the broadcast. Listeners, feel free to call in with whatever. Questions, comments, messages for other Keplerians. Hello, you’re on the air.

Caller: I was out in the woods the other day and I stumbled upon some mighty weird tracks. They looked a bit like goat prints, but they was looking like each goat was up two legs. I followed 'em for a bit before they turned into normal footprints. Actually, now that I'm thinking 'bout it, I suppose they was just some bored kids out havin' some fun.

Rob: Well, you never know. The woods are a wild place. Who can say? Maybe there’s goat people out there. I don’t know. Just keep an eye out, or better yet leave that area alone. Stay safe. [click] Howdy.

Caller: Hey Karen, I’m really sorry that I pushed you in front of me when that weird thing was coming at us. I was a coward. Please talk to me.

Rob: Karen, if you’re out there, and listening at such a late hour, this person seems sincere, maybe give them a chance. Or don’t, I don’t know what happened. [click] Who’s next?

Caller: Play some bleachers please? I'm feeling angsty.

Rob: Can do, listener. How’s five songs work for you? Great. This first one is “I Wanna Get Better.”

[I Wanna Get Better Bleachers] [Rollercoaster Bleachers] [Wild Heart Bleachers] [I Miss Those Days Bleachers] [Don’t Take The Money Bleachers]

Rob: That was “Rollercoaster” “Wild Heart” “I Miss Those Days” and “Don’t Take the Money” all by Bleachers. Feels kinda fitting for tonight’s mood. I didn’t mean to make it as angsty as it ended up, but you know how it is. Every plan adds to the amount of mistakes possible. Anyways, I’m gonna play this ad for y’all that I’ve been meaning to do.

[Audio advertisement transcript: [haunting orchestral music] Have you ever heard a true story that couldn’t possibly be real? Or maybe seen something you couldn’t believe with your own two eyes? No? [music cuts off] Then you’re not living, my friend! Come on down to the Cryptonomica, we have centuries of hidden knowledge of the arcane and the mystical! Stories beyond suspicion, creatures beyond compare! We’re just off State Route 16055. The Cryptonomica: a museum for the mysterious.]

Rob: Thank so much to the Cryptonomica for sponsoring us this week and every week since I’ve been here. This means that Ned Chicane is directly responsible for every impulse purchase I have made. You did this, Ned, you’re the reason there’s a gold metallic Slinky on my desk right now. I’m gonna talk about my personal life now, because no one is here to stop me. And I’m sure you’re all dying to hear the gossip here at the station. So, of course, station management is on us constantly about our use of the office materials here. We’re on a budget, you can’t be using this many sticky notes, where are all the pens, blah blah blah. Whatever. Now, I can be a little loose with my sticky note usage, but I promise I’m not wild with it. I usually leave them for whoever is next in the studio, usually Angelo, and I’ll mark the settings that need to be adjusted. Believe it or not, Angelo is actually new at radio, despite his wildly successful podcast and powerful voice. Don’t tell him I said any of that. But yeah, I’ll leave notes around. Then, the other day, station management says they won’t keep buying the sticky notes if I keep using them up. Which seems counterintuitive, but I don’t know. I’ve never understood capitalist business models. This is community radio, anyway. But I was starting to cut down on my notes. Only four notes instead of seven. Only one in the kitchen with all the stuff crammed in tiny lettering. Is that what you wanted, supervisor? To try and read my illegible handwriting, extra-small? Well, Angelo was actually using those notes, like I said. And apparently, when I was out today, he got me one of those huge packs of the pink ones, my favorite. I came back and they were sitting on my desk with a green sticky saying they were from Angelo. Now I don’t know about any of you out there, but when the sticky note revolution comes, I know whose side I will be on. There is no greater solidarity than rival coworkers coming together against an oppressive anti-sticky note management. I… it’s late, sorry y’all, I’m not too sure what that was. Anyways, I’m going to cut out a little early tonight, but I’ll leave you some extra tunes to make up for it. Thanks for listening, here’s “I Don’t Wanna Dance” by COIN.

[I Don’t Wanna Dance COIN] [Modern Jesus Portugal. the Man] [Giants Bear Hands] [Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene Hozier]

#broadcast #robkranken #1/18/19

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Sweeping Duty.

Flora Valerian , with a broom in hand, pokes her head out of the house and does a few test swishes at the ground-- Then she promptly decides the porch, too, is in need of a good dusting off. At some point she might spot Berrod, and wanders over his way.

Berrod Armstrong had been conducting some breathing exercises -- nothing too involved, for a mercy. As a result, he was able to spot and greet Flora with ease -- though he did appear somewhat confused by the presence of a broom. "'Ey."

Flora Valerian sweeps as she speaks, probably equally confused that he looks confused. "Good evening, Brother. Have you been well?”

Berrod Armstrong finished a few more breaths then straightened up. "Well enough, yeah," He offered. His face bore mild intrigue as he jerked his head toward the broom. "In a cleanin' mood?"

Flora Valerian just nodnods her head. "Yes. I think it is a good evening for this." She herself is... as always, caked with the remnants of whatever dust storm hit her last, but perhaps her random burst of cleaning mania doesn't extend as far as her own appearance. "I looked at the... things, on the board, as well, yes. Since I am in Thanalan for a little while."

Berrod Armstrong cracked a small smile -- he wasn't going to look a gift sweeping in the mouth. Aside from a slightly concerned frown at her appearance, the Highlander maintained a polite mum on that matter. "Yeah? Anythin' interesting? A new batch came in a couple bells earlier but I still gotta sort through 'em."

Flora Valerian brightens right up. "Someone needed help fighting, ah-- what are they called-- Gigantoads, and-- I am very excited about this. I think I am going to take this job. They are so very large and powerful."

Berrod Armstrong nodded eagerly. "They are! A lil' nasty though. Watch out for the tongues. Lucky, they're slow, so the only thing is to overpower 'em an' do enough damage to bring 'em down. The skins sell, too!"

Flora Valerian: "That's right-- uhm--" She again nods, "I think all will be just fine unless I let them outnumber me, yes! What have you been up to?"

Berrod Armstrong: "I was wrappin' up some meditation with a bit o'breathin'...gonna head in and check my messages in a bit. A slow day! Been havin' a few o'those. No complaints here, though. I saw Autgar an' Martin the other day."

Flora Valerian: "Ah, yes. Martin came to me at the Monastery. Autgar assigned him lots of books to read, yes. And so Martin wanted me to help." Her lips press into a thin line as she brushes a stubborn fallen leaf from the grout. "I think he meant that he wanted me to read them for him."

Berrod Armstrong: "Like, read 'em aloud to him, or...jus'...read 'em while he slacked off?"

Flora Valerian: "Very much of... asking me questions about things he had not read about yet, yes. I think it is good that he is learning-- but, well, I want him to read these things and make up his own mind."

Berrod Armstrong lifted an indicative finger. "That's the thing, ain't it? I've been watchin'...an' I've been wonderin' if it's somethin' he really wants, or if it's somethin' he's forcin' himself to do. I won't overstep an' ask 'im that though, that's for Autgar to see, recognize, an' investigate."

Flora Valerian 's brows knit. "I will help as much as I can, but I wonder if-- I wonder if I want it too much for him, to be unbiased. But-- when I speak to him of our faith, he is... more inquisitive than nearly anyone I have ever met, and that is telling, to me."

Berrod Armstrong let a quick smile flit across his lips. "I want it for 'im too. Badly. But what I want for 'im is irrelevant. I suppose we'll see. I'm ready to help guide 'im with what he wants to know, even if he doesn't make up his mind in the end."

Flora Valerian nods her head, and with a tiny grunt of acquiescence, starts in on a new corner of the porch. "Yes, ah-- whatever happens, I'll be here, too. I-- passed my trial with Autgar, by the way. A moon or so ago..? I don't know if he told you. I have been, ah, on the mend, mostly, but still trying quite hard to train as hard as possible, considering."

Berrod Armstrong stepped forward as if to examine her. "I remember advisin' you to take some time to heal...but I reckon' time enough's passed anyroad. Time to start trainin' to master what you got, I imagine...though I won't overstep there, either." There was a proud glow about him as he spoke.

Flora Valerian doesn't look too much more worse than wear than she did after first opening Atala, though the dark circles under her eyes have largely dissippated. She looks happy, though, and proud. "Ah, I-- I will take any advice I can get, in that regard. It does not incapacitate me for days, anymore, to open Atala, but it is still a task. And-- It is difficult to, ah, make it happen, so that the valve feels like it will open," she makes some weird motions with her hands, like she's looking for a better way to explain what she feels.

Berrod Armstrong: "Use an' practice," He put forward, "The more you train with it, the easier it'll become -- until one day it'll be jus' like the fingers on yer hand that y'can move an' bend at will. First few steps are always hard, especially with the shadows. I believe in you."

Flora Valerian perks up, but then abruptly bows her head. "Thank you. I'm going to do my best." She peeks up again, though, and rearrages her mats so that she can actually see through her mop of hair again. "Is-- is that so? Does it really take longer? Why do you suppose this is?"

Berrod Armstrong lapsed into thought. "Actually, you made me think there. I don't think it takes longer for the shadows in particular. I jus' realised I had a hard time with 'em because uh -- well, I was a lil' small-minded back then. My limitations ain't universal!"

Flora Valerian: "I already feel like I was small-minded when I started, and that was-- just this summer, yes? I think it is a good thing-- to... be able to recognize how much we have grown." She nods, then starts again, with a little difficulty. "I-- I think I am apprehensive to begin challenging Light-aligned folk and begin opening those chakras, just yet. But I think I will be strong enough after Vitala, maybe, yes."

Berrod Armstrong nodded. "Together you an' Autgar will be able to gauge when yer ready, I think. Don't be afraid to spar with Light-aligned monks though! Jus' make sure that both o'you exercise some restraint so that nothin' gets triggered."

Flora Valerian: "I-- ah, yes! You are right. I ought to-- mayhap start seeking some others out. I-- Mostly do not want to cause embarassment, I admit, but-- well, it is a holy thing, that must be done."

Berrod Armstrong raised both hands and shook his head, "Now-- I don't mean to go wild challengin' whoever...jus' don't be afraid if the opportunity shows itself, that's all."

Flora Valerian: "Yes, ah-- yes. I'll-- I'll try to be smart about it. Mayhap try and find folk that-- that have not been at it long, either, but-- most of all, I think I ought to be.... ah, sparring folk I trust, I mean, maybe."

Berrod Armstrong frowned slightly. "No matter what the circumstances, only ever spar people y'trust," Berrod laid down firmly, "Not jus' for this situation, but in general."

Flora Valerian looks a little chastened. "No strangers I meet in the mountains, anymore-- yes, I understand."

Berrod Armstrong smiled at that -- and then looked mildly stricken. "Guh, I'm oversteppin' again! I gotta get used to this..."

Flora Valerian: "A-ah, I don't think that is overstepping," she starts-- and then looks similarly struck. "But I don't mean to tell you what to do, Brother."

Berrod Armstrong laughed then, a gruff, somewhat growling sound. "We'll all figure out the lines together, I feel."

Flora Valerian nods to you.

Flora Valerian: "I think it would be difficult, ah-- watching your student begin to teach others, yes?"

Berrod Armstrong: "Difficult?" He shook his head vigorously, "Well -- not exactly the word I'd use for it. Tricky! Yeah, real tricky, figurin' out where the boundaries are. I'm so damn proud that I don't really think of it as difficult, heh..." Flora Valerian nods her head. "I'm very proud of Brother Autgar, too. It's-- He is a truly special sort of person, I think. He has been very patient with me. I think I do not mind him very well."

Berrod Armstrong: "Autgar's a good man. He's -- he's got so much potential. All of y'all do, I suppose, but he's got a special kinda heart. One that's meant to lead, protect an' teach. I think he'll do well for you...an' love you like a sister all the while."

Flora Valerian: "This is how I feel. I want to do what I can to help him to lead, so-- Well, I think this is why I have tried to be involved so heavily with Martin's learning. I would not have seen anything at all in that man. But-- Autgar did. And-- since then, even in-- working with Martin, and speaking to him about the Destroyer, I think I have learned very much. About-- well, preaching."

Berrod Armstrong 's expression was brief, but it was the same sort of enthusiasm as one who'd discovered that they'd gotten everything they wanted for their namesday. "That's encouragin' to hear."

Flora Valerian nods twice, rapidly. "That is something you cannot learn alone on a mountaintop. So-- yes." She pauses, then looks like she remembered something. "A-ah, I think I was supposed to ask you about having a soul crystal cut, yes. It-- It is not too soon, is it?"

Berrod Armstrong grinned. "I'm glad you asked -- I've already cut you one. But it's not my place to pass it to you, yeah?"

Flora Valerian: "O-oh," she turns pale. Maybe she wasn't ready to hear that. "Yes, yes. I'm-- I'll tell Brother Autgar. Yes," she stammers.

Berrod Armstrong actually gave an offhand shrug. "That won't be necessary. Don't worry 'bout that."

Flora Valerian looks like the broom is about to drop out of her hands. "Yes-- ah, alright. I am supposed to see him, tonight, and train with him. And I am excited."

Berrod Armstrong 's smile lasted. "I am too."

Flora Valerian: "Thank you, again, for everything."

Berrod Armstrong bowed deeply. "I'm honored to serve."

Flora Valerian shuffles forward, her arms raised awkwardly, like she's not naturally a hugger but feels it's necessary.

Berrod Armstrong seems the same -- or at least accustomed to hugging much, -much- larger bodies. It was a bit of an awkward puppet show, but he managed to grant her a vigorous embrace.

Flora Valerian feels like she's about to snap in half like a brittle twig, but lasts through it. Once released, she gives him a nod like, yup, did the thing. "I am going to go and sweep up inside. And-- Oh, I hope you do not mind, I made a shrine to Rhalgr in the broom closet, because, ah, that was the best wall, it faces Starfall."

Berrod Armstrong blinked -- and then accepted it. It was by far the least strange thing to be found in a broom closet here. "That's fine. I'll probably go check my messages an' see about sortin' the new jobs out."

Flora Valerian: "Ah-- yes. If you need anything, please let me know. I like cleaning very much, yes. And jobs are even better."

Berrod Armstrong: "I will! The new stuff should be up on the board tomorrow, so still check there in case there's somethin' that I mighta missed in terms o'what you're interested in."

Flora Valerian nods to you.

Flora Valerian: "Ah, I will. Please be well, Brother," so saying, she takes her broom and starts off toward the door again.

Berrod Armstrong: "You too, Sister."

((Thanks much to @florihilda for the RP. @dynamitecowboy and @friendly-fire-engaged got mentioned as well!))

#FFXIV #RP #Balmung #Monk RP #Berrod Armstrong #Flora Valerian #Advent Hall

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Bendoverwatch Kink Week - Day 1: Public Sex | “Payback” | McAshe

McCree's spent months working this undercover mission, and Ashe's sudden appearance threatens to ruin everything he's done so far. Fortunately for him, she plans to keep his secret... but not without a little something in return.

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Of all the people that could have been sent to sign this arms deal, McCree had really hoped it wouldn't be anyone he knew. New blood was welcome blood, as far as he was concerned.

He hadn’t wanted to be sent on this mission in the first place. McCree had spent the last few months infiltrating an arms manufacturing company that had some sticky involvement in black market deals. He’d managed to fake his way into the company’s inner circle by giving them information about gangs that were heavily involved in trafficking, and when the company inevitably met up with these gangs, McCree would pass on the information to Overwatch. It had resulted in a few busts, and he was proud of the work, but as with all good things, it seemed it would soon have to come to an end.

There were a hundred and one reasons not to pick McCree to sign this deal with the Deadlock Gang - the first and foremost being that he was a wanted man in Deadlock Gorge, both by the authorities and the Deadlock gang itself. As a former member of said gang and the only one who had defected and lived to tell the tale, there were more than a few friends from the old days looking to pay him back for all the trouble he'd caused. And if they had their way, he'd be paying with his head.

The remaining hundred reasons for why he hadn't wanted to be chosen for the mission all stemmed from that first one in some way or another. And even then, the root of all those reasons was one person whose company McCree would rather have avoided, and whose company he was now currently enjoying: Elizabeth Caledonia Ashe.

It was just his luck that Ashe herself would be the one in charge of this. McCree supposed he should have expected it; it was a big damn deal, and Ashe had a bit of a controlling streak in her. Good for the gang, not so good for her lackeys, and certainly not good for Jesse McCree.

When she had stepped into the room, heels clacking and tail of her coat swaying, it had taken everything in McCree not to curse under his breath. He tried not to make eye contact with her, but he’d heard the slight falter in her steps and looked anyway. Ashe’s eyes were locked on him, a smirk tugging at the corners of her bright red lips. McCree glared back at her, and the first chance he got, he raised his finger to his lips: don’t say a damn word.

Ashe had almost laughed at him, but thankfully, she still had some scrap of self-control in her, and she’d turned away to talk to the big boss. She hit it off with him immediately, and when the deal was done and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders to invite her and the gang for a drink, Ashe had turned and looked smugly at McCree over her shoulder. He knew, then, that he’d be paying for this dearly.

And paying for it he is.

Through the evening, Ashe has slowly inched closer and closer to McCree. They sit near each other in a large bar booth as everyone involved in the arms deal chats, drinks, and celebrates together. McCree’s been tense throughout, just waiting for his cover to be blown either by Ashe or one of her underlings. He’s pretty sure Bob won’t say anything, but the way the large omnic keeps looking over at him and Ashe is setting him on edge. Something’s going to happen, he’s sure of it.

He doesn’t expect that something to be her hand in his lap, though.

“Oh, yeah, started this gang here over twenty years ago now,” Ashe purrs at the boss. “Gone from small-town troublemaking to one of the most lucrative businesses in the west. Pretty impressive, gotta say. But I can’t take all the credit.” She grins toothily and slides her hand up the inside of McCree’s thigh to rest over his fly. “Had a bit of help gettin’ started.”

She squeezes. McCree’s breath comes out through his nose more strained, but he doesn’t make a sound, doesn’t move a muscle, doesn’t indicate at all that Ashe is touching him or that he’s affected by it. He knows she can feel it, though; his dick twitches under her hand and she slowly begins to massage it, coaxing it to life under her skilled fingers.

McCree tunes out of the conversation entirely in favour of pretending to sip his whiskey. He’s been careful not to drink at all tonight for fear of letting his guard down around Ashe. He’s wanted to drink, sure; so, so bad, to reduce the stress of worrying about blowing his cover and then having to blow the heads off everyone he’d spent months trying to work up a rapport with, but he’s held fast. Jesse McCree can show some self-restraint when he wants to.

Ashe has seemed to have a similar idea. She’s faked drinking all night too, calling for rounds of shots and new drinks to be passed around among everyone, but never partaking herself. She’s mimed drinking a few times, but McCree’s seen her slide her shot glass along the table discretely to someone else and then point out they’ve still got a drink waiting. It’s clever, really, and McCree would be impressed if he wasn’t so wary.

He puts the glass down as Ashe takes his zipper between her fingers and pulls it down. McCree is hard now, and the bit of extra room is welcome, but he feels an acute heat in his face as he realizes what’s going on.

“What are you doing?” he hisses at her as soon as the guy she’d been speaking to turns to talk to someone else. Ashe just purses her lips and hums.

“Well, I’d think that was obvious. I’m havin’ myself a bit of little fun.”

McCree’s eyes narrow. “Wouldn’t you rather take this somewhere else?”

“Nope.” Ashe smiles up at him, all sugar and venom. There’s nothing cute or charming about it at all despite the effect she’s trying to create. “I’m already keepin’ one secret for you. Why not add another to the list?”

It’s her way of saying ‘let me do this or I’m telling everyone about you,’ but somehow, McCree doesn’t find himself minding too much. He can’t deny that Ashe looks good for her age, and the cut of that tight leather vest frames and hugs her figure in all the right ways. He’s been trying to ignore how damn good she looks all night (he doesn’t want to make matters more complicated than they already are), but now that she’s not giving him much choice, he decides to bask in it a little. It’s not every night a pretty woman (who admittedly probably hates his guts) decides she’s going to give him a handjob under the table.

He’s already long past admitting he’s had fantasies like this about her back when he was a teenager. That was back when they were both young and stupid, though, not now that they’re older and more experienced and, he’d thought, more mature. But that’s part of what makes this exciting - they ain’t kids anymore, so they can’t get away with this if they get caught.

But McCree has no intention of getting caught.

Ashe pulls his cock free and strokes it lovingly, wrapping her long, slender fingers around it and running them over the head. McCree suppresses a shudder and lets her continue, encouraging her with a low hum in the back of his throat. Ashe takes the hint and grips tighter.

He shuffles up closer to the table to better hide what she’s doing. Ashe follows, intent on stroking him to full hardness. She does, easily, and McCree is a little bit embarrassed at how easy it is to get him so worked up so fast. He doesn't mind too much, though, not when Ashe is doing such a good job.

She smears precum over the tip of his dick as another of McCree's temporary associates joins them at the table. He leers at Ashe, looking her up and down, and McCree feels a twinge of smug satisfaction. He may be checking Ashe out, but McCree is the one getting jerked off by her under the table.

“You got somethin’ to say to me?” Ashe asks, leaning forward toward the man. The hand that isn't squeezing and stroking McCree under the table comes to rest under her chin. She bats her eyelashes.

“Just admiring your beauty,” the man says, like he really thinks this will win Ashe over. McCree almost laughs; he knows she's smarter than that.

“You don't say?” With a giggle, Ashe shifts forward, subtly moving even closer to McCree. It's the fakest sound McCree has ever heard, but one of the better attempts he's seen from her to do one thing while pretending to do another. As interested in their new drinking buddy as she seems, Ashe is just using him as an excuse to get what she really wants.

The man chuckles and leans forward. “May I buy you a drink?”

“Go on then.”

He gets up and leaves the two of them alone. As soon as his back is turned, Ashe lifts her hand off McCree's cock, spits in it, and puts it right back where it was so she can stroke it more smoothly.

“Classy,” McCree grunts sarcastically. “Thought you were gonna stop for a sec there.”

“Shut up, McCree,” Ashe says.

That's all the time they have to talk; as soon as she says that, the man comes back with another drink, this time some red cocktail in a fancy-looking glass. McCree doesn't know or care what it is. Ashe takes it and pretends to drink, but sets it down again without a drop of it passing her lips.

They chat for a bit, Ashe and the European man (fuck if McCree can remember exactly where he’s from), and the more they talk, the harder Ashe works to get McCree off. Her hand and arm are working fast enough now McCree is shocked that the businessman hasn't noticed what she's doing.

But Ashe stops all of a sudden, and it's all McCree can do not to gasp and grab her wrist to force her back to it. He'd been getting close. Did Ashe know? Was that her plan of revenge all along?

“Gettin’ a touch hot in here,” she says as she unbuttons her vest. “You don't mind, do you?”

“Not at all,” the man says, nodding as he holds his hand out flat to her. She smiles and drapes it over McCree’s lap so that it covers not only her hand, but the large, dripping cock she holds in it. Her shirt has ridden up a bit, and sadly, she tugs it back down in place.

But that’s not all she does. McCree catches more movement in the corner of his eye: Ashe thumbs at her belt and undoes the latch in one swift motion. If McCree hadn’t been watching, even he might not have been able to notice. The man sitting across from them certainly hasn’t; his eyes are firmly in place on Ashe’s chest now that it’s free of the tight leather that had been restraining it.

The man licks his lips and finally moves his eyes back up to Ashe. “You are right; it is getting hot in here,” he says. “Perhaps we should relocate? If you do not have plans for the rest of the night…”

Ashe grins like the cat that got the canary. “Sorry, partner, but it just so happens that I do,” she says, and all at once her arms are around McCree’s neck and she’s pulling herself into his lap. McCree can very acutely feel the warm outline of her pussy drag against his exposed cock; it twitches, desperate to get inside her. He licks his too-dry lips, and Ashe continues: “Your bodyguard here’s already made me an offer, and I’d hate to pass him up. He asked so nice, too.” Her voice is a low, smug purr, too close to McCree’s ear. McCree just laughs, more breathless than he’d like, and shrugs.

The man looks put-out, but he doesn’t protest. “You are a lucky man,” he says before graciously taking his leave. McCree glances at Ashe out of the corner of his eye.

“Don’t know about that,” he says, and Ashe grinds down on him just right. That’s more than enough to quiet him a moment.

“Thought I told you to shut your mouth,” Ashe says. “So shut it. You owe me.”

He supposes he does, and he’s more than happy to repay this particular debt. A hand comes down to rest over the curve of Ashe’s hip, and she smirks. “That’s more like it,” she says. Then, without warning, she reaches down and tugs her pants - and panties - down far enough that McCree can feel her slide wetly over his exposed cock.

“What the hell d’you think you’re doing?” he asks, head darting around in a panic in case anyone’s looking in their general direction, but Ashe just silences him with a roll of her hips and a finger to his lips.

“We ain’t gonna get caught,” she assures him, and McCree doesn’t believe her for a second. “Just keep quiet and everything’ll be fine. Ashe is gonna take good care of you, baby.”

She slides over him again, her dripping pussy leaving a slick line over his cock before she reaches down between the two of them and guides it to her hole. Ashe takes him in greedily, fluttering around McCree’s cock with every inch she takes. Her breathing is remarkably controlled, but even Ashe can’t stop herself from shuddering and biting her lip when McCree finally bottoms out inside her.

“Jesus. Didn’t realize you were so damn big.”

“What, can’t handle it?”

“Oh, I can handle it. I’ve had bigger.”

If McCree wasn’t a hundred percent sure she was lying to him, his ego would have been a little bruised. He decides not to say anything, though, in case Ashe suddenly changes her mind. And she’s too tight, too perfect around him for McCree to risk that right now.

“You okay down there, cowboy?” Ashe sneers. “‘Cause you’re takin’ an awfully long time to get started.”

McCree grabs her hips again and leans his head on her shoulder. “Just tryin’ to enjoy the moment,” he says.

“Well quit takin’ so long! Just hurry up and fuck me, Jesse. Or should I go ask that nice gentlemen to wait up after all?”

“Like hell.” McCree considers messing with her a little more, but opts this time to do as Ashe asks and get right down to business. He doesn’t move much; he rocks his hips back and forth, feeling his cock move inside her and hitting her deepest walls without even trying. Ashe bites down a gasp when he brushes against something sensitive, and McCree makes sure to hit that spot again and again and again.

Ashe trembles in his hold. She takes her vest and covers the two of them up, trying to hide the fact that they’re fucking in the middle of a semi-crowded bar, and McCree can’t help but laugh. “Don’t you think the damage has been done?” he asks.

“Nobody’s said nothin’ yet,” Ashe snaps right back, and she grinds down against him, practically bucking her hips and driving his cock as deep inside as it could go. “And I need you to go harder, damn it.”

“Suit yourself,” McCree says. His hands come up from her hips, one taking her wrists and yanking her arms behind her back, and the other one settles around the back of her neck. He presses down on either side of it with his thumb and forefinger and Ashe really does gasp this time.

“Shut up,” McCree says lazily, lips curving up and painting his words in cheerful, ribbing tones. Ashe clicks her tongue, clearly not happy that he’s mocking her, and McCree’s grin grows. Now this is more like it.

Ashe flexes her kegels, clamping down around McCree’s cock, and grinds against him hard again. The movement catches McCree by surprise and he sputters. Pleased, Ashe moves against him again, rolling her hips sinfully. She works him hard and she works him good, and soon McCree is coming inside her, fingers tightening involuntarily.

The pressure must have been the last thing Ashe needed to come, because as McCree rides out his orgasm, he distantly feels her clench around him even harder, and he isn’t sure if it’s her ejaculate or his he feels gushing around him. He hopes none of it gets on either of their pants, but he supposes if it does, he can just knock over a glass of whiskey and blame the wet stain on that. The idea grows on him when he realizes how much it’d piss Ashe off to have to clean whiskey off herself.

He doesn’t have to worry about it, though. Ashe climbs off him a moment later and cleans them both off with bar napkins before crumpling them up and stuffing them in an empty glass. She tucks McCree back into his pants and he gasps, still oversensitive. He watches lazily as she hastily re-zips her own fly, then he mimics her action and sits up straight, ready to pretend like none of this ever happened (but equally ready to remember this experience every lonely night he has for the rest of his life).

“We done here?” he asks. Ashe smirks at him, her eyes roving up and down her body as she leers at him.

“For now,” she says. “But I told that gentleman over there you planned to take me home tonight. I expect you not to make a liar out of me, you hear?” She winks at him and stands, seeing herself out of the booth.

McCree laughs. He raises a hand to his mouth and calls after her: “You wish!”

#mcashe #overwatch #jesse mccree #elizabeth caledonia ashe #commissions #ko-fi commissions #r: e #fanfic

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saxspielercaderface · 6 years

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5, 7, 8, 14, 37, for the writing meme?

5. Share one of your strengths.

jsaakdghjkfghakdireallydon’tknowhonestly but I’ve been told I’m good at making compelling characters? ajkdghjdg

7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

It was hardly as articulated as the obelisk at Soul Wars, she noticed - a single massive pillar with smaller versions of itself hanging languidly by its side rather than a multi-tiered and rotating spire. Yet, its presence suggested something far more powerful - an unshielded, indiscriminate singularity rather than a somewhat controllable cleaver.

Short but (hopefully) sweet? Idk I like the comparison here and how it came out.

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Here’s something from a WIP I really like - context is that Finley is explaining her first encounter with Oreb to Wahisietel and Akthanakos while a fragment of Nomad (who’s stuck in her soul) tries to also communicate:

“He knocked me out-”

‘He soul-locked you. A completely different process.’

Flinching, she bit her tongue.

Shit, yer still here?

‘Yes. I can’t leave.’

Right…fuck all of this right up the nearest leaky, festering crease...

‘Lovely. Now you’re screaming obscenities-’

SHUT. UP.

She took several deep breaths, ignoring the concerned stares of the two Mahjarrat, as she fought to keep from screaming.

“Right, I woke up strapped to a table-”

‘Because I broke the soul-lock.’

Shut the bloody hell up. PLEASE.

“And he was out cold on the other side of that room-”

‘He should have broken his neck and died there...’

Sh-...right, I can’t disagree with ye on that one.

“Then you both showed up.”

…

Are you done?

‘Yes. Are you?’

Aye.

‘You’re not telling them I’m in here?’

Look, I don’t even bloody understand it right now either - I stabbed you through the sternum and watched you die. And now, we’re havin’ a pleasant chat while I casually drown in my own sweat.

…

So, ye gonna tell me how this all happened?

‘What, you think I have any answers either? Do you think I was any less surprised than you when I woke up here, of all places to wake up???’

...was just a guess…

‘A bad one. Now focus, they’re staring at you.’

I like it a lot probably because the dynamic between Finley and Nomad is some delicious fun to write XD

14. What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?

I distinctly remember there being someone who told me ‘it’s not real art unless it reaches x amount of people and makes x amount of public impact.’ And I’m thinking that mindset stifles creativity, so write/draw/create what you want to do. You want that Pride and Prejudice AU where they’re pokemon trainers and also jedi? Go for it. Make your art. You’ll connect with someone out there.

37. Talk about your current wips.

HOOO BOY THERE ARE TOO MANY. The list isn’t exhaustive, but there are many RS fics (Finley’s Menaphos arc, something involving Aminishi and the spirit dragons, Elegy fic), the Mobster AU, Phantomwing and all associated writing prompts, a Legend of Zelda BoTW fic that I’m working on involving an OC, and some new stuff I’ve picked up involving SCP (including a 096 origin story, some stuff involving my Senior Researcher OC, a possible SCP article, and mayyyybe something involving 106).

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meitanteikazuha · 7 years

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Intermission 2: Father and Daughter

Hello everyone! Another intermission type oneshot for the Heiji Kazuha roleswap AU! If you want to learn about the roleswap, check out the about page here, or start from the beginning of the fic here or here!

Then, without further ado!

"Kazuha, can I speak with you for a moment?"

"It's not about what happened in Tokyo the other day, is it?" Glancing up from her notebook, Kazuha gave her father a small smile, setting aside her pen. "It's not like I meant ta set out an' find a case."

"No, it has nothing to do with that." Returning his daughter's smile, Toyama Ginshiro took that as his signal that he could enter her room. "Or perhaps it's a bit connected to that, actually, now that I think about it. Did something happen while you were gone with Heiji?"

"A murder case." Kazuha stated bluntly. "But I'm guessin' that's not what ya meant."

"No, that part I knew already." Ginshiro noted. "And I am proud of you, by the way. From what I understand, he was a friend of Shizuka's, the victim."

"Heiji, too, a bit." Kazuha noted, pushing her chair away from her desk, spinning it to face her father. "I think that's part of the reason why he's kinda in a mood lately. Apparently he used ta visit that place when he was still real little, with his mom."

"So you've noticed, then." Ginshiro noted, before he shook his head. "Well, I suppose that's only natural, given how close the two of you are."

There was a slightly teasing note in her father's voice that made Kazuha's lips curl, but she wasn't about to give him what he wanted there. Sometimes he could be awfully easy to read, that father of hers. She knew full well that he was rather fond of the idea of the two of them getting together, as something other than just friends, but for her part...

Well, for her part, she didn't know what she thought about that. Sure, she cared about Heiji a lot, and he was an important friend, annoying as he could be, but as for being in love with him... she didn't know about that.

She did appreciate his damn fine muscles, though, but she was pretty sure that wasn't the same thing as love. Kendo sure could do a world of favors for a guy, that much was for sure. And it wasn't as if the only reason why she always went to the bike shop that he worked at part time for repairs on hers was because she hoped to catch a glimpse of them there! They just had good customer service, that was all!

...okay, maybe there was a bit of something there after all. Still, she wasn't sure if it was what she could call romantic love or not, though.

"It's hard ta miss when he's in one of his moods." Kazuha noted. "When he's not bein' more snappy than usual, he gets all quiet, an' that's just creepy! Being contemplative isn't like him at all."

"Well, I'm sure he must have a lot of things on his mind." Ginshiro noted, letting out a slight laugh at the way his daughter's cheeks puffed out. "In any case, that was why I wanted to ask if anything more had happened. I know Heiji doesn't care for dealing with crime scenes..." and for a moment, he let his words hang, something unspoken in between the silence, "...but his mood seems worse than usual this time."

"I just think it's because it was someone he knew." Kazuha told him, a more serious expression crossing her face. "As a kid, at that."

"...I see." Sensing what she hadn't said out loud, Ginshiro closed his eyes, drawing in a long breath. Things had certainly changed since then, so if careless words had been spoken... it was no wonder he was acting the way he was right now. "In that case, I might have just the solution."

"Eh?" Blinking a little, Kazuha couldn't help but give her father something of a skeptical look. "The last time ya said that, I ended up havin' ta deal with a double homicide, ya know."

"I'm sure that won't happen again." Ginshiro told her, an edge of doubt to his voice that he couldn't entirely conceal. On her own, Kazuha didn't generally run into that sort of thing- most of the cases that she got involved with were ones that she was requested to help solve. But when she was together with Heiji... well, things were usually different then. He was starting to suspect that the boy had ticked off some kind of god in his past life.

"They're from your mother, at any rate." Ginshiro continued, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the pair of tickets. "She won them in a raffle at the shopping street. She told me to pass them on to you."

"From mom?" Taking them from her father, Kazuha checked him over. "Oh, amusement park tickets! But are ya sure, dad? The two of ya haven't had a date night in awhile, ya know~?"

If he was going to tease her, then teasing him back would be fair game! Or at least, that's what she would like to say, but of course, her words didn't faze him at all. Adults could be so unfair.

"You know amusement parks can be a bit difficult for your mother." Ginshiro told her. "While you and Heiji are enjoying yourselves there, I'll take her out to a nice dinner and a movie instead."

"Well, that's good, then..." Trailing off a little, Kazuha pursed her lips together. It would probably be for the best not to mention to Heiji that it had been her mother who had won the tickets. That would ruin the whole point of going there in the first place. "Then, in that case, I'll take them."

"That's the spirit. Well then, I'll leave you to your homework, Kazuha." Ginshiro told her, taking a step back. "Make sure to tell us when you plan on going, though. You should probably go ahead and tell Shizuka in Heiji's place, you know how he is about telling people his plans."

"...ya've got a point there." Kazuha admitted, giving her father a small smile. "Then, thanks, dad. Thank mom too fer me when ya pick her up later."

"I will." Ginshiro told her. "Well then, study hard!"

Letting out a breath as her father closed the door behind him, Kazuha felt her shoulders slump, as she turned back around in her chair. Gazing down at the tickets in her hand, she pulled her legs up onto the chair, another sigh escaping from her. Free tickets to the amusement park were good and all, but given the circumstances, she'd rather not have them at all.

"Well, there's no point in wastin' them now that I've got them." Kazuha noted, pulling her chair forward and dropping her feet back down again. Pulling out her cellphone, she leaned back in her chair as she listened to the sound of the phone ringing.

"Oh, Heiji? Ya got any plans this Sunday?"

#Detective Conan #Kazuha Toyama #Ginshiro Toyama #fic

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lolocepu-jajacepu · 6 years

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Slow to Get Up

It had been about eight bells after the fight that Cepu lost horribly, ending up at the bottom of a waterfall, yet he is not where he passed out. He is slow to wake, his entire body ached. He didn’t even try to move. At first, he accepted whatever his fate would be in that moment, surely at the hands of the mafia? No, he was laying under a grassy green rock laying on a thin sleeping bag, his sides were the same. There was no light coming through as it was now evening, and the entrance is covered in grass and thick bushes, but there is an oil lamp going that illuminates the little cave. Waking up to the leafy smell was different. It was obvious that this is someone's hiding spot it seemed.

He inspects himself with as little body movement as possible aside from his neck up. He had no clothes on, none, just a towel covering his bits. He didn’t notice any bleeding, just some bruises, and some physical exhaustion. Someone either did something weird with him, or he got healed. He turns his head to see his clothes lying neatly off to the side. His gloves were there as well. He very slowly gets up, letting out a yelp of pain, very much so aching as if the fight just ended. He mustered enough strength to get himself into his clothes. As he slipped on his gloves, the branches ruffled violently. Someone was coming. He quickly got into a defensive position, but it was just some Hyur lady. Average height, average build from what he could tell, though she wore a long white coat with a hood on, white boots and black pants. There is a staff on her back. Though Cepu is standing there like an injured animal trying to defend itself, she still freaked out, shaking her head and waving her hands.

“No please don’t I’m the one that healed you I’m a nice conjurer that was walking by and saw you lying on the floor and i wanted to help so I carried you here to the Black Shrine!” She spoke in a high pitched voice, and speaking very quickly. He put his fist down quickly and let out an exhaust. His body couldn’t handle another fight, he didn’t even summon any aether as there was only enough to keep him upright. The girl relaxed as well. She takes her hood off to show her face clearly. She was on the paler side, with some of her hair in a bun, but the rest was fizzy and loose going to her shoulders, and in a large amount. She has glasses and freckles, and looks rather innocent.

“Who are you?” Cepu asked, taking a seat where he was just laying.

“I am Godelina Cantrell, local conjurer, plant enthusiast, very not threatening.” She still speaks fast, and with some shakiness in her voice.

“Alright relax. M’in no position t’hurt ye anyway.” Cepu replies. She closes her eyes and takes some deep breaths, then opens her eyes again. She has a gentle look about her.

“Alright, out with t’story.” Cepu ask, looking down at his gloves. They seemed fine for the most part.

“Well, I was strolling along on my chocobo. I had just found a special plant that only grows in Thanalan and wanted to collect research. On the way back, I saw you fall from the waterfall and pass out next to the water after swimming out. On a quick decision I ran to you, straddled you to my bird and took off before people came. I took you here, one of my many temporary sleeping places throughout the Shrine when I cannot return home for whatever reason. I proceeded to heal you and give you some aether, both of which you needed duly. You stayed asleep for a long time so I left you here as I went to town to get medicines for you.” She smiles gently at him, going for her rucksack to pull out potions and food, sitting in front of Cepu and handing him an ether.

“I can feel your aether, which is barely.” She states. Cepu just looks at her. He truly didn’t sense any malicious intent from her. “Please, I truly want to help. Here, proof.” She takes the same bottle and drinks some of the ether and waits for a moment, showing no effect to her. Cepu is convinced, taking the bottle and downing it with an exhaust at the end. He could already feel his aether flowing quickly and revitalizing him. He then takes the food, some fresh fruit, and eat it. Godelina eats with him in silence.

“So..what’s yer thing here?” Cepu finally ask after swallowing some of his food.

“Well, I’m a conjurer, and a botanist researcher. I collect data on certain plants, their role in our ecosystem, and study for any medicinal value before handing it over to an alchemist. I also heal weary adventurers, you being one.” She says, a brighter smile than before. She was obviously proud of herself. Cepu shakes his head.

“Don’t go ‘round savin’ people y’don’t know. Might end up in a bad way.” He warns. She pouts visibly.

“I’m a grown woman, I can take care of myself. Besides, I haven’t picked up anyone bad so far, and you fell off a waterfall, clumsy.” She snickers, though she stops herself. Cepu almost told her the truth but decided it was better if she was ignorant to the situation.

“Yeah, whoops.” He says with a fake smile. He finishes eating and stands up, some energy in him, doing some basic stretches.

“Glad to see you heal fast.” She says happily. Cepu throws some quick punches. He’s not quite there but he is well on his way. He sits back down and looks at Godelina. “Well, thanks. I’d prolly be dead without you havin’ helped me.”

“It’s my pleasure! If I may ask though, why were you up there?”

“Sightseeing.” He fires out. “Seems the rocks were a bit slippery, aye?” He adds a light chuckle. She chuckles in response.

“Please next time be much more careful. There are already many dangerous things in the world, waterfalls don’t really count.” She jokes. “If I may ask, what is it that you do?”

“I work for my brother. He creates toys and sells em, mostly for kids in Ul’dah.” He states.

“Aww! How cute and noble of him. Just from that he sounds wonderful, and you sound wonderful for helping your brother.”

Cepu shakes his head. “I’m just the bodyguard is all. He needed my help with talking but he’s gotten down how to talk and barter now.”

“What brought on toys?” She ask.

“He wants to make every kid in Ul’dah smile in times like this.”

“By the gods, he sounds wonderful. Mayhaps one day i will meet him. You both seems sweet.”

Cepu knows that’s a lie. He doesn’t deserve the same praise as his brother, he thought. His head begins to fill with negative thoughts about how his life is so much lower than his families, and how he almost died. He just lays back on the sleeping bag.

“Mind if I stay the night?” He ask.

“Oh! Of course! I will be leaving soon so make yourself comfortable, even though there isn’t much. I will leave the potions here, and my linkpearl. I’m usually near Gridania, so if you ever hurt yourself again I’ll heal you up.” She smiles at Cepu.

“Oh, what’s your name?” She ask.

“Cepu.” He responds. “Now go on, I need s’more rest.” She just nods, slowly. She wasn’t going to ask any questions, understanding he was in pain.

“Sleep well.” She says before leaving. The rustling sounds of the bushes became faint as she walked off. Cepu lays there and immediately begins to cry. That was the closest he ever came to death and he hated it. He starts wailing, tears going down his face and hitting against the floor. His head was filled with failure and hopelessness. He cried for a full bell before crying himself to sleep.

In the morning he raises, taking the potion and eating some leftover fruit. The oil had run out in the middle of the night but now the sun was shining through the bushes. He could hear chirping birds and other animals. His body felt much better. He looks at the linkpearl and hesitantly takes it. He didn’t want to get her involved with something she doesn’t even know, but for emergency reasons, he’ll take it. It’s not like he’d need her any time soon, knowing he’d need to hide the armor he was wearing, and probably not wear his gloves. Luckily they didn’t see his face, but he hopes his hair doesn’t give him away.

“I’ll dress plainly and blend in with everyone, and bring no attention to myself.” He thinks to himself. He nods and teleports back home to his apartment, where another wave of crying, depression, or drinking likely awaited him.

#IC #Story #FFXIV #Lolocepu Jajacepu #Lalafell #Dunesfolk #Cepu is now available for RP

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navidabs-blog · 7 years

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Why the hec did I agree in running a half-marathon for my first official run.

I feel like, I cannot achieve anything. I feel so sad and overwhelmed at the same time, many people are supporting me. Not only in my studies but also trying to run a freakin half-marathon. I never ran like this in my whole life. I never did even love it ever since. But maybe I just want to prove something to myself. That maybe I can defy the odds. It was really rough for me these pasts months. I am trying to cope and hold on to something I don't even know why. But then I realized, I will be doing this for me.

I wasn't planning to run a half-marathon I just wanted to run with my mom and I just like the event so much. It is under the production Color Manila that throws colored powder/paint on you while you run and after you run when you had reached the finish line you will be havin a rave party afterwards.

I was so excited about that but my mom told me let us join the half- marathon, my expression was “LIKE WHAT?!”. Let’s just join the lowest category, but she insisted that we should do the half-marathon only because the freebies that comes with it are cool! (haha I know my mom sometimes can give out so cute excuses!) So I just agreed with her.

Back story of my mom, she was a athlete in track in field during her high school and college days. And was qualified (very qualified) in being part of the Philippine Team in Track and field. And oh yeah, at her time she was the 3rd fastest person in the Philippines (women category)

While me, I just played tennis when I was young and never really liked running, she once encouraged me into running but yeah I bailed out of that one.

I do some athletic stuff, I think. I surf and skate board before. But yea no running involved and I just do those things for fun not seriously.

So me, a musical theater student, never did liked running will run a marathon all of a sudden will run a half-marathon.

The first day I started my first day of my “SO CALLED TRAINING”

*Aug. 8, 2017*

As you can see I my stats are not that great. In my mind (Why the hell am I doing this?) 10 mins/km?! And only 2km I am already tired and my calf’s, feet, knees are hurting? Why did I get myself into?

*Aug. 15, 2017*

As you can see the interval since my first run was at least 5 days, tho it is because my Uncle and his family from Canada came here in the Philippines. I was somewhat busy being with them and was busy because my boyfriends bday was on the 11th

*Aug 24, 2017*

I had a VERY VERY VERY LOOOOOONNNNGGGGG interval since the last time I ran, and I knew by that time, time was running out and I needed to step- up my game. So I pushed myself for the first time and hey! I did a 3km run in 29 mins well I know that was low but still I knew I was improving but as you can see my pacing is starting to decrease slowly but hey I was happy that I ran a 3km run, I have never imagined that I will come to that point. And at this very moment I gained a little confidence.

*Aug. 25, 2017*

I really gain too much confidence cause the ff. day I asked my aunt to join me running, and yeap! I still got my 3km run in 28 mins! like wow! this is one of the fastest run I have ever done! And I was proud of it. Then I realized that it is fun and much encouraging to run when you have someone to run with. I thank my aunt in this moment.

*Aug 27,2017*

This run was somewhat a test run for me for the half-marathon. Because me and my mom joined an event but it was only 3km and yeah. I was so happy with the results I have gotten! As you can see I finished about 25mins in the 3km run! At that time I was so happy that I have gotten my first medal and the results that I have shown was far beyond my expectations. I was just planning to walk (KIDDING!) but that day I was happy at the same time, tired, exhausted and sleepy but very overwhelming.

(a picture of me and my mom after the race)

*Aug. 28, 2017*

The ff. day after the race, I went to UP to run and my main goal was a 4km or a 5km run and I did not disappoint myself and I actually reached my goal for that day. So cheers to me right?! This was the time that I think I enjoyed running. May it is the thought of improving and gaining something in return and it impresses me that it kind of relieved my anxiety.

*Aug. 30, 2017*

I forgot why I did not run for the past few days but I knew I was determined to beat my 4km run. So I tried a diff. route on this day just to succeed in my 5km run and as you can see their were a lot of improvement. And I was so happy that I have achieved this result, I was so determined even tho I was just running by myself I still am very thankful that I achieved this!

*Sept. 9,2017*

It has been a while since I ran again as you can see. Well in those 2 days that I did not run I was in City of Dreams and I was one of the last days I will see my uncle and his family before going back to Canada. The day after they left I was feeling exhausted, tired and just not feeling well. This was the start where my training began to be shady. This day I was not feeling that well but I know I can still run. I did run that day and was determined to beat my 5km run. And I did beat that 5km run with some impressive results! I was overwhelmed again but after this day my body is not functioning well as I thought it would be I got a fever and next thing you know I was resting for 3 days cause my body was sore not because of the muscle cramps but because of the flu.

*Sept. 9,2017*

3 days after the flu, I ran with my boyfriends cousin and we just did a 5km run cause it has been a while since he ran. He cached up with me pretty quickly and was not a burden, that was a good thing cause I know I need to level up my game. We got some impressive results by the end of our run we sprinted it out. Oh and by the was I was wearing new shoes that time. I know, I know that was a bad idea but what do I know right. I know nothing about running. When we reached home, my legs were painful and I knew and felt that something was quite wrong.

The ff. day I got VERY BAD RESULTS. I wore my new shoes again and my Achilles in my left foot starting to hurt a lot. I tried to endured it but it was really not working out. So I knew I had to stop. As you can see I only did 2km that day. I was so sad, that I just ate at a nearby resto. I was just trying to laugh it off. I thought that time that it was just because of the shoes. It was not that properly braked - in or what. But I never lost hope yet.

*Sept. 8, 2017*

I know, I know by this time while you are reading this you are probably pissed at me. I myself do not even know why I still ran the ff. day after experiencing that crucial pain. I thought that maybe it was because I used the new shoes. So this day I used up my old shoes and ran with it. Well sadly and stupidly I was wrong with my theory, and it just got worse.

*Sept. 14, 2017*

I know I haven't been running for a while I knew I had to rest up my ankles. And I have to make my training done step by step. So this day I just ran 3km just not to startle my legs and ankles and I used some muscle tape on my left ankle for support and yeap I can still run like before but now while I was recovering, I researched and now I intensify my warm up and cool down and after I run I always put some cold compress on my ankles and calf's. Yes, people I learned my lesson the hard way.

2 days after my first run, after recovering I ran 7km with my cousin. It was a good thing that she was there to help me and give me tips in running. I trust her cause she already did a half-marathon and it was an amazing day. I did learned a lot from the stretching, while running and so much more. We had fun and gained me more confidence and strategy and the support from her was astonishing and inspiring.

(this is me and my cousin goofing out while the weather was very temperamental)

Oh yeah after that long run we feasted with some scrumptious food!

*Sept. 19, 2017*

I knew I should at least try to defeat my record when I was with ate Karina. I applied all the teachings she told me and tried a 10 km run! And well, well, well, I did it! it was so tiring the but still I never thought I can do it with that time. The first 5 km was hard but when the 6th and so on came I became more relaxed as if my body was on auto pilot.

*Sept. 21, 2017*

This was my last run before the half-marathon and I was contemplating on how many km will I run this day, if I should run a 10 km or a 5 km. I asked around and my friends told me that I should do some light training and so I did. This day I just took my time into running and just enjoyed it, since this is my last run I just have to just chill and condition my body. I don’t need to strain myself that much. I know for a fact I need to conserve my energy for the longest run that I will ever do.

*Sept. 24, 2017*

THE DAY OF THE MARATHON

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