in another universe, you were still alive and i came home

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in another universe, you were still alive and i came home

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yo! so i’m making it official now-- i’m going to remake rosa’s blog before i app her to isola! i’ll be mass unfollowing everyone here, but this blog will be archived so everything on it can stay within easy reach (she’ll be under the same URL after the move but sssssh). you can easily find me at my RP twitter in the meantime!
godspeed, you crazy kids.
"I know we haven't known each other that long, but wherever you end up after this... try not to get in too much trouble without me, okay? And who knows, maybe I'll be lucky enough to see you in hell someday."
“Heh. I’ll try my best, but I can’t make promises there. Trouble always catches me sooner or later… but maybe if I tell it to go fuck itself it’ll listen for once.”
“You’ll definitely see me there, Akira. It’s where I’ve been headed all these years, anyway. Put in a good word for me with the management if you can– I’ve always wanted a room with a view.”
landsharkbite:
@twisting-axioms
You shouldn’t do it. You don’t have any right to, not now. You don’t expect a response of any kind after what you’ve said and done. But the person who served as a great deal of your impulse control is gone with the wind, as you too will soon be.
TO: Simon Blackquill FROM: Rosa Cervantes
[TXT] Wherever you go from here… [TXT] Good luck.
Simon moves to read the messages the moment he feels his phone go off–but the sender… Is not who he was expecting.
He stares at the screen for a long time, sitting with the feeling that there was something huge, much bigger than what he had assumed working in the background–something he will never remember, and now… Something he will never know.
There was nothing, absolutely nothing, during their one encounter that would indicate Rosa to be a sentimental being. Yes, there were an endless number of snide remarks he could make, he could easily incite her emotions again. But what’s the point? There’s only one thing he can think to ask in this moment:
Who were you to me?
But at the end of this city, of this experiment… It does not feel appropriate to ask. Simon knows he won’t remember the answer, anyway, and so he does not reply.
"I didn't want to leave without seeing you. I know it's... sudden, and all. This place is rather terrible when you think about it but if there's anything I'm thankful for with this place, I'm thankful I got to meet you and the old man. Whatever you do next... know that I'm thinking of you, alright? Anyway, don't think too deeply about it, though. This whole thing is just getting me sentimental and I think I'm going to go vomit now." He loves his sister so much.
Zero should have known he wasn’t going to simply leave, just like that. Not before he’s known your warm embrace for a little while.
“I’m thinking about you too, y’know. You better take care of yourself, or I’ll find my way to you and kick your ass.”

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@twisting-axioms
You shouldn’t do it. You don’t have any right to, not now. You don’t expect a response of any kind after what you’ve said and done. But the person who served as a great deal of your impulse control is gone with the wind, as you too will soon be.
TO: Simon Blackquill FROM: Rosa Cervantes
[TXT] Wherever you go from here... [TXT] Good luck.
"I just wanted to thank you. For everything."
“You’re welcome, Oz... even though I should be the one thanking you. You helped me hack my way through more than I think you realize. I don’t know if I’d be here on my feet if it wasn’t for everything you’ve done for me.”
“I love you.”
"Here's to the fucking future, Rosa... Hope to see you there." A pause. "... Last-minute, non-canon fuck: yay or nay?"
“Oh, you probably will. I’m not so easy to get rid of. Ask all the people who’ve tried to put me in the ground.”
“--and you know what I’m gonna say, Travis. But good effort.”
What would you do if the world was ending?
It’s a question you’ve been asked more than once all by friends, strangers and your own self. If you had to decide... you’ve never put much stock in the idea but if you could, you would find a medium capable of calling back your father. Even if it were just for a moment.
You'd never pass up the chance to tell him to go to hell one last time.
coleosseum:
“Y’know… of all the wild stuff that’s gone down around here the past two years? This makes the most sense.”
You nudge her arm with a laugh, watching the skyscrapers disintegrate into pixelated dust.
“Happy birthday.”
“Yeah, you’re not kidding.”
You give in to a warm smile and hug an arm around Leo’s shoulders, more at peace with yourself as your surroundings unravel than you have been in quite a while.
“Thanks. And godspeed, you little gremlin.”

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Everything around you is chaos.
All the citizens are raving, wild and free of inhibition. The city is dissolving and crashing around your ears. In some esoteric manner that you can’t explain, you feel like you should’ve expected this.
Oddly enough, you’re perfectly fine. This is by all accounts the most satisfying birthday you've ever had.
open rp
i close it
Please unfollow if you’re staying affiliated with Citta Alveare.
Because of how the situation is evolving I’ve decided it’s in everyone’s best interest for me to publicly reveal the resignation letter I’d drafted yesterday. It goes into detail about everything that’s been happening to both myself and the other mods for years. Everything in this can be corroborated by other mods, past or present, and in more recent cases there is proof available.
This isn’t how we wanted things to go, but it isn’t fair to the other mods to be treated as liars or have conspiracy theories tossed about. If you have questions or concerns feel free to contact me here or on my public twitter where I’ve been handling things.
Whether anyone follows us to the new group, stays in whatever they’re trying to salvage with citta, or whatever. That’s everyone’s decision to make on their own. But I feel a little better knowing that the truth is out there.
You can read the letter here.
– mod 『 』
IMPORTANT: PLEASE READ
Hey guys! This will probably be very unfortunate news to you all, but we’ve been put in a situation where we have to bring this to your attention. After 7 long years Citta is about to be closed. We don’t know when or if that is the 100% for sure outcome, or whether it was intended to let it die out quietly, however two mods have already quit and the rest of us have been effectively locked out of the masterlist without any communication from the head moderator.
I won’t get into too much detail about the circumstances here, but over the past week (and farther back in general) there have been some issues that we haven’t been able to address within the moderator team, and despite several attempts to rectify the situation it seems we won’t be able to come to satisfactory conclusion in the end.
But all hope isn’t lost. After some discussion during the past week, mods oo4, oo7, o13, and myself have decided to create a new group in its stead.
Most importantly, Citta members will get an opportunity to claim muses they had in Citta at the time of closing and will retain all of their memories, unlocks, and a rank of equivalent value in our new system.
In the meantime, feel free to continue any threads you currently have in the group since memories will carry over to the new group, however do not explicitly refer to citta. We’ll have new information very soon on this blog, so please keep an eye out! In the meantime I will be using my unlocked twitter here to address any questions or concerns. This will be a sad time for all of us and trust me when I say none of us wanted it to reach this point.
Thanks for your support, and I hope you’ll continue to support us in the future! We profusely apologize for any inconvenience or anxiety this change may cause you.
– mod 『 』 (David)

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“I’ll have what she’s havin’.” Shady bar seems to always be the place Qrow manages to be. There is something much more odd, welcoming to them, at least for him. Usually, it gave him the chance to meet some interesting people, and this seemed to be no different.
“Weird I just came out of the blue, huh?” He asks, his question rhetorical, quickly answering it himself. “I don’t mean any harm, just want to get a few drinks.”
“Eh, weird’s relative.” A sweeping shift of your tail allows him more room to maneuver. “Believe me, if I had a problem you’d know it by now.”
Contrary to popular belief, you’re not opposed to socializing. You’re just selective about the crowds and company you risk, which is why bars and taverns are what earn your patronage most easily. No pretense or airs, simply a herd of people just as sad and bitter as you are. That and the obvious-- the option of letting someone else pour your drinks now and again.
“Rough night? No offense meant but you look like shit.”
physically i’m here but emotionally i’m unconscious, face down on a table at dennys