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The impostor lowered his head. He was right. They never really did introduce themselves. Both of them were too preoccupied beforehand to exchange names. “No… we didn’t.” He muttered, starting to become unsure of himself. What should he tell him his name is? He didn’t really have any name that belonged to him.
Hesitant to give the other his “name”, he waited for the other to introduce himself, first.
The boy was slouching a little bit, careful not to move his wings. How odd.
"I suppose I should go first," he muttered. In a louder, clearer voice, he stated, "My name is Jack Atlus, the god of Hell. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
It almost appeared as if he were trying to contain some sort of excitement. One could assume that he didn't get to say those lines often.
"And you are?"
"NO NO NO!" The impostor struggled to try and cling to the beast, terrified of the probably two-thousand or so foot drop below them. "Don't you DARE fucking drop me, you little runt!"
The dragon craned his neck and raised the android up so they were eye-level. The cunning sneer he wore as an expression, when you took his monstrous fangs into account, was terrifying.
"'Runt'?" he repeated. He flicked his finger, and the imposter went flying.
He allowed the robot to fall and scream for a few moments, before swooping in after him, snatching him up in his claws once more just before the imposter was able to hit the ground. The boy carried on in his flight once more.
"Say that again and I won't catch you," he growled mischievously.
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"I never agreed to this!"
The boy - although he didn't appear to be a boy at the moment - snickered as he barreled down a mountainside in his magnificent dragon form: a brilliant violet-scaled beast with an acid green membrane. Ensnared in his claws was his beautiful "kidnapped prince" - that is, the android who had never consented to going on a joyride in the overworld.
"What, would you like me to let you go~?" he taunted, pinching the collar of his companion's coat with his huge claws, while gliding several hundred feet above a barren rocky plain with deep scars running through it.
"Shock?" The impostor was confused. What exactly happened to him? In order to answer the boy’s question (both for him and himself), the robot sat up while taking the washrag off, beginning to effortlessly stretch his arms and bend his torso. "I… Feel fine." He commented. Now that his systems were returning to normal, he was feeling better than ever. It felt so good to have all of that energy back!
But.. With the way the kid was talking, there was probably something broken that he couldn’t feel on him. Making sure to take it easy, he turned to look at his back. “I don’t have any open wires or anything, do I?” Of course, there was still the gaping hole to be dealt with, but aside from that, he wasn’t sure if there was anything wrong.
He shook his head in response to the impostor's question, although a mild sense of worry began to make itself known in the dragon's conscience. "Other than the hole in your stomach, no, you appear to be relatively unscathed..."
He couldn't help but smile to himself. "It seems that Dragan's electrocution did wonders for your energy," he grinned. However, that grin was immediately replaced with a concerned frown. "But... you don't appear to remember that, do you?" Deciding to voice his suspicions, he asked, "Do you remember anything at all?" He paused. "We... never introduced ourselves..." he murmured to himself.
Slowly, the robot started to regain his senses. Just like before, his initial reboot amplified every sensation to an unbearable extreme. His systems slowly readjusted, and he was finally able to see the younger boy.
"What happened…?" He muttered. Everything was a blur to him. The last thing he remembered was struggling to move in the bed and trying to conserve energy. He could feel something wet on his forehead. He reached up, lightly stroking whatever it was… a washcloth, maybe? What was that for?
The draconic boy groaned and stirred from his sleep. He was very obviously still tired, but the small murmur from the robot next to him was enough to rouse him. The neon glow of his wings flickered with his consciousness, and soon radiated dimly in the darkness. He sat up, brushing the hair out of his eyes, and finally turned his attention onto the android.
"...you're awake...?" he mumbled. "Are you alright...? That was quite the shock you took..."
'Care to join me?' -lunatic-acidity
17 - Seeing a movie
"… Can we even do that?" It may have sounded like a stupid question, but he didn’t even think such a thing was possible in this realm. Did they even have TVs in Hell?
The demon could practically see the big question mark hovering over the robot’s head. Well, things would (hopefully) start to make sense as he experienced it. “Uh… Okay…?” He assumed when the younger said “realm” he meant the robot’s world, where he’d finally see normal human beings again. Oh well, can’t have everything.
"Where are we going exactly…?"
"To the Overworld~" he giggled, clearly amused by the robot's confusion. "It's not nearly as 'normal' as your home timeline, but it'll probably be a little more pleasant to you than staying here..."
He grinned. "I'll go change; you wait outside for me, alright?" Before he received an answer, the boy darted back down the halls. "Stay near the doors!" he called behind him.
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shadow-of-king-atlas:
Crap!
As soon as those words came out of the raiju’s mouth, the impostor knew he wasn’t getting out of this without taking any damage—So much for staying in one piece! The impostor’s eyes widened when the light started to surround the beast. With circuits running so low on power, it was getting hard to see anything aside from the blinding light.
With a light jolt, the impostor felt a sudden “adrenaline rush” hit his body. It fel̴̵̷Ť̸̴̶ ̸̵̸Ƨ̴̵̵o̶̷̸ ̵̴̸g̸̵̷Ө̶̴̶od, like en乇rgy was oveરflowỉ̷̲̰͖̑͘͜͝ņ̸̛̼͔͉́͐̔ḡ̸̨̭̭̺̈́̊̃ ̸̥͈̜̣̀͑͛̿f̷̳̹͇̔̔̾̈́͜r̷̲̼̘̦̀̊̓̀om 乇verץ wir̸͋͂̍̎͝ẻ̶̌̃͑͆ ̵̅́̄͘͠i̴̒̑̿͊͆ñ̷̛́̿͋ ̵̛̛̀̉̂h̸͊͆́͊̊iŚ ฿૦Ðy, rea̴̡̦d̴̦͚y̴͈͇ ̸̬̗ṭ̸̼o̶̝̙ ̴̥̝ß̶̭̤ચ̶̡̪ર̷̱͜ş┼ ૭ચ┼ ૭F સI̶̯͓̘̼͙͂̈̍̅͠M̴̩̠̜̖̂͆͒̃̀͜ ̸̗͈͍͉̱̏̒̆̊͠L̵̛̹͙̦̯̬̀̑̑͂╒̷̛͙̫̠̗̝̯̘̬̣͍̪͌́̓̄̈́͋̈́̒̽͆̎͆͜͝ͅͅ☭̷̡͇̻̼̜͕͎̦͚͎̞̪͖̖̒̈͆̏̽͌̾̍́̀͐̈͋͘⊀̶̱̗͈͇̩̲̝̙̞̞̻̼͉̙̓̾̓̒̑̋̍́͊̄́̊̎͝$̵̤̺̖̭͖̪̞̟̩͚̳͈̘̑̍̆͒͊̉̈́̉̃̇̓͒͜͠͠⋀̸̡̡͔̰̬͉̦̜̲͚̹͍̜̆̋͑̂́̀̓͒͊̀̚͜͠͝͝↳̵̶̷̶̶̵̴̶̵̶̸̷̵̱̟̰͖̹̎͌̀̽̕╒̶̴̴̵̴̵̸̸̵̶̵̶̶̲̻̝͉̇͂́̀͒ͅ♅̷̵̷̵̴̵̷̵̷̸̶̸̵̠̯̭̲̦̽͌̑̈́͒⊀̵̵̷̵̴̸̸̸̴̷̵̷̸̛̗̼͈̳̫̇͗͑̌☰̷̨̤̭̺͓̌͆͆̆͝ ̵̭̬̯̘̮̉̓̇͗͘ ̶̢̜̣̞͍͒̑͑̊̚╒̷̫̟̘̭̦̈́̎̐͛̄♅̵̡̠̩̰̖̾̋̆̌̑☰̶̜̬̮͉̳̐̾͂́͝☋̷̥̱̜̙̻͒͐̒̋͒♆̵͚̩̹̞̖̽̌̓͂̚¡̴̨̫͍͚͕̏̽̊͌̀↳̴̞̳̭̟̑̽̅̚͝ͅ⋀̶͉̼̣̹̮̽͂̀͒̈́╒̶̘̯̲͉̓̊̈̀͘͜$̷͙̪̼͓̩͒̓̈́̀͊n̸̢̛̜͎̲̖̎̐̏̎——
"How dare you--!"
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The boy placed a cool cloth on the robot's forehead, having already dabbed his chest carefully. He felt a smidgen of embarrassment for having undressed the android (from the waist up, of course). But warm, rosy cheeks meant nothing at the moment. What was most important was his "guest's" health. Or whatever you called it when referring to a robot.
He had already checked the wires to ensure that they wouldn't respark and potentially start a fire. Once that was out of the way and Dragan having been dealt with, he immediately sought out another room that would prove to be safer, lying him down gently on a bed. After he had hung up the imposter's coat on the doorknob, he draped a soft blanket over him, and curled up next to him. The dragon's wings gave off a soft glow, that slowly dimmed until the room was plunged into the darkness of night once more.
'Care to join me?' -lunatic-acidity
17 - Seeing a movie
"… Can we even do that?" It may have sounded like a stupid question, but he didn’t even think such a thing was possible in this realm. Did they even have TVs in Hell?
shadow-of-king-atlas:
"Umm… Not to discourage this or anything, but…" He pointed to the younger one. "Won’t your wings and horns be a dead giveaway…?"
He grinned. "No, they only give away that I'm a dragon, and being a dragon is completely acceptable."
theartisticfool replied to your post “would anyone like to rp?” ”
Hi.
can you rp canon Yusei?
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imagine your OTP just sleeping in the same bed.
no kissing, no sex, no words.
Just the sound of their relaxed breaths and just the slight touch of their hands, feeling so warm and safe sleeping next to the one they love..
Imagine that.
One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find - is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.
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