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@paffed
âAfter everything Iâve been through, singing is now the biggest joy in my life.â

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â youâre clearly exhausted. why are you doing this to yourself? â
3 am sentence starters
âNightmares.â They reply simply, rubbing their tired eyes. How long had they been up? âThe more I remember, the worse they get.â
Unraveled: Absurdly Comprehensive Game Lore Starters (pt.1)
Solving The Zelda Timeline in 15 Minutes:
âHe does this thing and then he goes sailing and then he crashes and has a dream and then dies in the ocean.â
âAnd then itâs another existential crisis.â
âWhat comes after that? Thatâs right itâs darkness, baby!â
â___, we have to start over.â
âTingle is, um, the perfect evolution of humanity.â
âIâm not gonna explain how it connects just yet, because Iâll do that later.â
âThis whole goddamn suit is so tight, I feel like a Christmas ham.â
âGot nothing better to do, might as well go have fun, and you know what, I respect that.â
âI swear to god if I get one âwell actuallyâŠâ comment.â
âTAKE FUCKING NOTES. I JUST SAVED YOUR ASS WITH MONOPOLY.â
âDonât ask me to do this again.â
I Read All 337 Books in Skyrim So You Donât Have To:
â Historyâs so BORING. UGHHHH.â
â I donât give two shits about a king who lost a war 700 years ago.â
âWho doesnât love a little erotic lizard fiction?â
âI straight up chortled. Thatâs what I did.â
âNO!â
âI BORE THIS BURDEN! FOR YOU!â
âDONâT READ THEM! NO!â
â HOW DARE YOU JETTISON MY GIFT!â
Ranking all 200+ Mega Man Robots:
âI do not feel at all qualified to discuss the philosophical implications of that.â
âHumans are real squishy, really, when you think about it.â
âIâm digging myself in a hole.â
âWeâve done some shit to bees yâall.â
âNo one likes a narc.â
âWhy the FUCK is he a top?â
âDonât let me suck more than I can handle.â
âJust hire a 16 year old. Like, they need the job.â
âHereâs a big rule of thumb: magicians are always evil.â
âTechnically not murder. Definitely bad.â
âHumans are trash.â
I wasted 3 weeks of my life finding Castlevaniaâs hottest monster:
âSo I went out to grab some lunch, but it start to rain, so I ate a chicken sandwich drenched.â
âI am going to throw myself into the sea.â
âWhy are vampires always the hot monster? Isnât it someone elseâs turn?â
âAnything unique can be sexy. Look at Benedict Cumberbatch.â
âI donât want to know what that mouth do.â
âYou should be wary of anyone who builds their personality around swords.â
âI donât need anymore reason to be afraid of looking at myself in the mirror.â
âThey say eye contact is important, but maybe not this much.â
âJerry Seinfeld taught me that through love all things are possible.â
âI just think we need to start thinking of New Jersey in general as sexier.â
âHe might kill you, but, he also might open up and be really lovely.â
âWhen I was a kid, my mom thought that I had a nutritional deficit because I kept wanting to eat mushrooms so much, like I ate only mushrooms for like a whole week.â
âWhat is more sexy than feeding someone with a lovely fried dish?â
Smash Bros. owes millions of dollars in OSHA violations:
âAm I safe to smash?â
âLook at this polar bear!He has no fuckinâ clue whatâs going on!â
âNot everyone can double jump.â
âI need to know where Donkey Kong pees.â
âPut your toys away, honey!â
âI donât care how good you are at surfing, _____.â
â Violation.Violation.VIOLATION.VIOLATION!â
âI couldnât give a shit about death.â
âJUST LET ME GAME, MOM!â
Scientifically calculating the game of the year:
âAnything that I say is just a drop in the ocean of discourse. No one wants to hear my opinion. WHICH IS WHY I AM NOT EXPRESSING AN OPINION.I AM STATING A FACT.â
âThey called me a fool! But do I look like a fool to you?â
âFight me.â
âWould you say you are a math expert?â
âI tell you what, this is a lot of research into things that really have very little meaning.âÂ
âAnd if youâll excuse me, I have to go do my dark bidding on these spreadsheets.â
âCome on in, hope youâre not as big of an asshole as the past few of your friends!â
Every sonic game is blasphemous:
âPLEASE DONâT SHOW THAT TO ME ANYMORE.â
âWhat are the ramifications of a Sonic the Hedgehog game based on the bible?â
âBefore you get upset with me, saying,â_, arenât you just starting a cult?â Look at this question answered by Cutegirlcorr: âTechnically speaking, religions and cults are the same thing.â
âEITHER SONIC IS A GOD OR COULD KILL GOD AND I DO NOT CARE IF THERE IS A DIFFERENCE!â
âBiblical literalism is just an early form of fandom.â
3 am sentence starters
â why are you awake? â
â i canât sleep. â
â go to bed already. â
â iâm a being of pure power, i donât need sleep. â
â iâve been running on 5 hour energy all day, thereâs no stopping now. â
â iâm. so. tired. â
â i had a nightmare. â
â itâs nothing, go back to bed. â
â whenâs the last time you slept? â
â youâre clearly exhausted. why are you doing this to yourself? âÂ
â wake up. wake up. wake uuuuup. â
â iâll sleep when iâm dead. â
â yawning doesnât mean iâm tired! maybe iâm just bored by you telling me to go to sleep so much. â
â is something wrong? â
â i just need to finish what iâm doing, then iâll sleep. â
â you said you were about to go to bed two hours ago. câmon, timeâs up. â
â is it okay if i sleep in your bed tonight? iâm kinda freaked out. â
â stop bossing me around, youâre not my mom. iâll go to sleep when i want to. â
â youâre pouring coffee all over the counter. âÂ
â why are you making hot pockets at 3 am? â
â i donât care when you go to bed, but do you have to wake me up in the middle of the night with your loud music?! â
This firewall was... annoying.
PAFF was out testing a theory. Taking a walk around the Golden Ward, they were on the look out for simple electronics like surveillance cameras and the like. Every time they found one, theyâd pause and concentrate on it. It shouldâve been so simple.
Just focus your thoughts and let the Eye grant you knowledge.
Yet nothing came. Every single time, blocked by some strange omnipotent firewall. Itâs like this city didnât want them to use the Eye of Horus. Was something consciously keeping them out, like they suspected with the OS network before being swept here? The thought was troubling. This anxiety fueled them to keep trying, in some vain hope they could get their power to work.
It took noticing a drop of blood from their nose falling to the sidewalk and the surprised face of a passerby for PAFF to finally realize it was pointless. They quickly reached up to pinch their bleeding nose, grimacing at the sudden shooting pain in their neck.
âSorryâ ah,â They spoke all nasally from pinching their nose, but were cut off by another twinge of pain culminating in their head. This was probably going to turn into a killer migraine...
âT-This happens sometimes. Iâll be fine, I just... need a tissue or somethingââ
@memovouloirâ

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solarsubterrestrial
The hell raven nodded her head, perfectly satisfied this was an appropriate greeting and this woman was probably alright. She wasnât trying to snatch her stuff after all, and that was the worst crime.
âWhat am I collecting! Only the best stuff.â At least half of it was garbage. âYou wouldnât believe half of the things people just leave lying around here, itâs crazy.â
âNope! Well, yes, but also no. Iâve been here before? But then I wasnât. And now I am again! I donât really know how it works.â
Really she was terrible at managing time and she had no idea how long sheâd been gone for. A week? A year? It was one of those two.
âSo, what can you do?â
One manâs trash was anotherâs treasure, they supposed. With how enthusiastic Okuu seemed about her collection of oddities, PAFF figured it was probably best not to push it. They were going to be living with this woman, after all!
âWhat can I do...?â They repeated, appearing to be genuinely confused as to what she meant for a secondâ but then it hit them. A lot of, if not almost everyone on this island, wasnât of the ordinary type. Everyone here had something special about them it felt like and PAFF probably wasnât an exception.
âW-Well, Iâm a singer and a pretty okay baker.â They replied, rubbing their neck. âIf you mean powers... I can see into machines and control them a little? Itâs hard to explain.â
Come to think of it, they hadnât tried using the Eye of Horus since arriving here. Maybe they should give it a try.
They gave the room a quick glance over, seeking anything technological. âIf thereâs a computer or something around here, I can try it. Iâll just need to concentrate.â
I know why they're laughing at us, I see the sadness spread in your eyes. Under the moonlight we were screaming, somehow it won't change... Stop chasing, set me free. You don't have to swallow your tears, you still have me...
You don't have to cover yourself, when no one can be trusted. I'm still here standing besides you - but they tore us apart... even though I keep you inside my broken heart...
musically inclined. //
volatellis
despite being used toâand really enjoying!âcity life, being so rudely brought to a new place had brought him an unspeakable kind of anxiety. he wanted to be at home with his friends, or at work with them, or in his own bed curled up in blankets. the next best thing, he supposed, was going back to his room in this new place, which is exactly what he was going to do when he heard someone singing.
Ellis stopped outside of his apartment complex, content to listen, though he felt a little strange being their only spectator. music was calming, no matter the kind, and he felt a small weight lifted from his shoulders, temporary or otherwise.
âYou have a lovely voice,â he said, once the song had ended. a small clap accompanies his words, even if he feels a little foolish doing so. immediately, he feels a pang of anxiety deep in his chest and hurries to keep talking. âSorry. Not to, likeâŠpry or anything. A lot of people sing on the streets where Iâm from, so I guess I just canât help but listen.â
It seemed someone was enjoying their singing enough to stick around, at least for a little bit. Coming out of the song, Tuner quieted down as the stranger spoke.
âA-Ah,â PAFF replied, brushing a strand of silvery hair out of their face. âThank you... Iâm glad you enjoyed it.â Even in a completely foreign world, they were still capable of bringing people joy through music.
âI used to sing for people on the streets too.â A small smile tugged at their lips; Kaori remembering the nights spent serenading passerby's at the small plaza near her home with her childhood sweetheart. Those were happier times. âIâm really glad Iâm able to do it again here. It makes me happy.â
âSo donât worry. Youâre not bothering me.â

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âRight now itâs the perfect time for tea! Would you like a cup?â
âWhat kind of tea is it?â
solarsubterrestrial
Several long seconds passed where Okuu did nothing but stare at this⊠Person. Her roommate, she guessed? Slowly her wings tucked themselves back in behind her and she stepped closer to get a better look at this one.
Eventually she decided that no, this person probably wasnât here to steal her things and her stance and features relaxed, but she was still standing quite close.
âP PAFF? Roommate, huh? Nice to meet you!â The change was sudden as she smiled and took the others hand to shake. âIâm Utsuho but you can call me Okuu. I can move all that stuff if you want but itâs mine so⊠Donât touch it!â Despite a wide grin and friendly tone, it was still a little forceful.
âSo youâre staying here huh? With me? Arenât you lucky! Iâm the strongest one in this city but you probably already knew that. Unless youâre new. Are you new?â
The bird ladyâs switch from being defensive to as friendly as ever felt pretty sudden, given it was only a few mere moments before she was shaking their hand.
âNice to meet you too, Okuu...â PAFF replied awkwardly during the handshake, gaze drifting to the pile of various shinies on the table behind her. It looked like a random assortment of stuff for the most part, though they could see what looked to be jewelry strewn about in there. How strange.
âWhat are you collecting? A-And yes, Iâm new here. Iâm guessing youâre not?â Man, did this lady have a reputation or what?
bloodlettingbeast
ââŠâ  Someone who could appreciate silence at least (as much silence as an urban environment might provide).  Even with nigh-sentient droids, the prevalence of magic, and fantastical degrees of accommodation, people were the same as ever.  Vicious wasnât sure how he felt about this.
âFear is a fire.â Â He destroys those things he once offered his life for. Â Everything will fade, and time will not reverse. Â The only proof that he existedâ
âIt can cook your food, or it can burn your house down. Â Make your decision,â Â Vicious cannot recall the last time he felt responsibility for anyoneâs well-being. Â That certainly hasnât changed now. Â Attachment means nothing.
His bird had ruffled his feathers, and after a few monotone chirps stretched out its wings and knocking them into Tuner by chance. Â With three large flaps it took off into the night. Â Vicious stopped walking, watching it soar off before it went out of sight behind the dimly lit apartment complexes of the ward they were in. Â
âHome, huh? Â Why head there?â Â
With a quiet thwunk Tuner was struck by the birdâs wings as it took off into the air. Tuner seemed startled â at least as startled as a one-eyed robot could appear. It did a little spin in the air to express its confusion, before relenting and floating back into place over PAFFâs shoulder.
The manâs words were... absolutely cryptic at best. PAFF kind of struggled to grasp what he was getting at, if they were being honest. They sniffled, finding it within themselves to hold back the tears for a later time. âYouâre from another world too, right? Donât you have somebody to go back to...?â
âI... Weââ They said, implying for the first time that they may be more than one in the mind, ââ have too many people waiting for us back home... Kaori hasnât recovered all her memories yet, and I still need to...â They trailed off, placing their hand over their eye. If Nora wasnât here, who else would be able to teach them how to use the Eye?
solarsubterrestrial
@paffedâ liked for a starter!
Tragedy had struck. Upon finding out where she had been rehoused and checking the rooms she had confirmed the worst case scenario; her stash of treasure was gone. Ransacked! Looted! Nary a scrap remained! How heartless and cruel were the masters of this world.
Naturally, the hell raven had gotten back to work immediately and was sitting in the living room with the fruits of her labour so far. She was peering over and sorting a small mountain of what appeared, at first glance, to a completely random assortment. There was bottle caps, pieces of coloured metal, jewellery both real and fake, watches, mirrors, screws, a hubcap. All of it was unified under a single theme, and that theme was its ability to reflect light in a fascinating way. To her, it was all valuable.
But she was shaken from this sorting when she heard another in the space. Her wings unfurled in shock and she sprung around wide eyed.
ââŠâ
âWho are you? I didnât do anything-â
PAFF wasnât sure what to expect of their roommates. They werenât the only one living in this apartment, that much was obvious. Their mind seemed to bounce back and forth between being anxious of sharing a living space with complete strangers, to being a little excited at the prospect of maybe making a friend or two. Friends would be good, right?
So after sitting in their room for awhile and finally hearing what sounded like someone else in the apartment, it took awhile for PAFF to work up the courage to go out and say hi. When they finally did, it was only thanks to copious amounts of coaxing on Kaoriâs part.
Bedroom door swinging open, stepping out and â yikes!
âM-Me?â PAFF stammered out, clearly flustered at the fact they already managed to spook their new roomie. Aroma was definitely the prevailing influence here.
âI-Iâm, uh... Your new roommate? My name is P-PAFF... Itâs nice to meet you...?â Doing great, Aroma.
musically inclined. //
They could just barely see The Spiral Dome from here.
Sitting outside the apartment complex of the Golden Ward, PAFFâs gaze was cast towards the large distant structure, surrounded by the sea of concrete that was the rest of the ward. They really ought to pay it a visit eventually, they thought. It might serve as a sense of familiarity, though they heavily doubted they would ever get the chance to perform in such an extravagant location anytime soon.
They were starting from zero, here on this strange island. Aroma had practically grown up famous, yet for Kaori the life of the average civilian was the norm. It felt like they had come full circle. They werenât sure what they were going to do with themselves yet.
Audience or no audience, they couldnât deny that music was still in their blood. It always would be. Even when they remembered almost nothing about themselves, they still wanted to sing for the world â to express their emotions in the best way they knew how. It was their coping mechanism, in a way. So it was completely unsurprising when they gestured towards Tuner, requesting it turn on the instrumental of an old song of Aromaâs. Quietly they sung,
â I am close enough to see your eyes   that tell me who I should be like.    Now, stop painting black upon the whitest lies,      stop pushing me, stop, rewind â« Â â
If anyone stopped to observe, PAFF didnât seem to mind. It was their natural element, and anyone was welcome to it.
â Again, close enough to hold your hands   to ask what it takes to be a man.    So many choices, too many voices,      and I know they only steal me away from you.       Let me be myself â«Â â
@volatellisâ

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THIS MUN ENCOURAGES THE FOLLOWING;Â
you to send me all the memes you like; I may not always reply, and sometimes I will take a while to get to them but never be scared to send memes, even if there arenât from a specific thing Iâve reblogged or we arenât mutuals, memes are open to everyone.Â
you to ask me questions if you like both IC or OOC, & IM me even if we ARENâT mutuals.Â
you to turn any of our memes into threads.
you to send me Drabble or prompt requests.
you to remind me if Iâve forgot about our thread, I wonât be mad. Sometimes I need a kick up the ass.Â
you to throw things at me even if we havenât plotted it, throw starters, HCs you have for our muses, songs you want me to listen to, literally thrown anything you like at me okay.Â
you to never feel like you need to reply or justify why you havenât replied to me. If you donât feel a thread, thatâs cool sometimes it happens. I wonât be offended.Â
you to come at me even if youâre not part of my fandom because I love cross overs. Some of my favourite threads are cross overs.Â
you to have a goddamn good time in this community.
bloodlettingbeast
She actually followed. Â Incredible. Â These really were people from every manner of existence here. Â Never would he imagine a young woman would so easily walk about at night with a stranger. This must be a dreamâ Â No, Vicious would sooner slice his own throat then accept living in that bastardâs delusion. Â
âSame as you.  Woke upâ  Arrived, today.â  He spoke more audibly, now that they were walking past the blocks with people moving in and out through them.  His hands were dug into his pockets, arms over theâŠjoke of a wooden sword attached to his hip he was bestowed with.  Vicious could give off the aura he was capable, at least. Â
The bird was behaving gently for now, it seemed. Â And gentle for it meant poking at the adorable robot with its bill like a pike. Â Whatever that could mean.
âNot quite a fan. Â Itâs too cozy.â
â...â It felt a little weird to hear someone not like a place because it was too cozy. It wasnât like they had gotten much time to look around, but compared to some of the seedier areas they were used to, this place seemed a lot safer.
âItâs scary.â They said, noticing the bird beginning to poke at a surprisingly indifferent Tuner. They raised their palm to offer Tuner a place to sit, but it ignored them, seeming perfectly content to float around the cormorant.
âBeing here without anyone, I mean...â Their mind drifted to that of people like Neko, Hayato, or Aromaâs sister and not knowing when theyâd see them next, and suddenly tears pricked at the corner of their eyes. It was the stress of everything, really.
âI hope we get to go home.â Yes... They had too many people counting on them back home. To leave now felt terrible.