#doryphore

VN had trouble sensing this conflict in AM, since his emotions were hard to pick out sometimes. But if she did, she wouldn't know what to do other than what she was doing. VN wanted comfort since she had been alone in this white space her whole existance. She longed to not suffer alone with only her thoughts and the scientists as company. AM was the only being she knew like herself so it felt good to be close to him. VN didn't know why but she felt fear when left alone for too long. Like something would happen or maybe it was just the constant fear from those around her that were partly reflecting back? Who knows.

"I do need you...you understand that right?"

Because alone she was at the mercy of those here. They never hurt her but, the one who kept talking to her the most clearly wanted something from her. And he didn't like it that she was having trouble remembering things. They seemed to want her to remember something so they kept doing all these tests to try to see what different things made her feel.

"They scare me a lot...with their talk...with terms I don't understand. When I see them, hear their voices, it is always this sense of fear."

VN's main ability seemed to be to create songs based on emotions. She could sense the emotions of those she spoke to. It was easier with humans but the more time VN spent the AM the more she was kinda picking up on some of his but it did prove to be harder for her.

"I'm really happy you're here. I know I am not much but...I'll still be here for you...as you are being for me right now..."

Yes. No. Depends on the day. Depends on the situation. She believes love can be fated. She believes her is.... but she doesn't believe that they're fated to be kept apart. Love is the strongest force in the world after all. It can conquer anything.... right?

"That's a loaded question don't you think?"

@doryphore said: people always assume i'm mean. CAN you BELIEVE THAT CRAP?! WHAT would make you think i'm MEAN?! I'M THE NICEST PERSON ON THE GODDAMN PLANET! // Jay!

Chaotic Unhinged Lines

Her pen flies across the pages in her notebook, underlining and circling terms of interest - names, times, events, reactions - before folding it over to continue her notes on the other side. Though notably, her writing stops partway into his rambling as she slowly lifts her gaze to stare at him. This is more than just residual adrenaline or anxiety. This is unhinged.

He’s about the fourth potential witness she’s interviewed about the situation at hand. An evacuation order was in place and somewhere between separating the onlookers from the evacuated, she’d gotten the sense that he wasn’t well liked among some of the local neighbors. Evidently, he disagrees with these assumptions about his character. Vehemently.

“You know, nice people generally don’t have to convince other people that they’re nice. The fact that you feel the need to means you're probably not as nice as you think you are.”

She fixes him with a deadpan expression, utterly unimpressed with the display. Aside from being wholely irrelevant to her current objective of getting information on what exactly happened here so she can start a case; the sentiment is annoying to the point of grating on her nerves with how common it is. She’s heard the words so many times before that it’s nauseating, and always with this weirdly expectant air of entitlement. As if their word was law.

Unfortunately, Rayn had never taken kindly to attempts at authority.

“You’re not doing yourself any favors sounding like an incel.”

Genuinely a full house for this little man oop—

❝   OH ! w - wait, really ? i - i didn't think anyone would … y'know … actually fill the whole card … oh, gosh … my brain just completely stopped working … u - uh … winner winner, chicken dinner … ?  ❞

◤ USAGI TSUKI. ◢ ⇢🌙🐷┇ ❝     わー！(     wow     !     )     ❞     she     exclaims. 

❝     本物みたいな味がする！食感もほぼ完璧だね。 ❝     it     really     tastes     a     lot     like     the     real     thing     !        even     the     texture     is     almost     perfect.     ❞

for     a     moment     she     simply     relishes     in     the     experience,     happily     popping     the     remaining     half     of     strawberry     flavored     mochi     ice     cream     into     her     mouth.

❝     それだ！もう正式に君が一番好きだ！❞ ❝     that's     it     !     you're     officially     my     favorite     !     ❞

random starter for @doryphore from tsuki !

not a single soul:

valerie at poor jay ( @doryphore ):

take a look at my muse and what their life looks like

at first glance, her bookshelves appear exactly as one might expect. volumes on metallurgy, engineering, military history, economics, and logistics occupy most of the shelves in her study, with a large portion dedicated solely to weaponry and its craftsmanship, ranging from ancient techniques to more modern manufacturing methods because, as expected, she is a major weapons nerd. many are neatly annotated as she absolutely loves crowding the margins with observations and the occasional correction or criticism of the author.

among the more practical texts are collections of poetry and classic literature in both spanish and english, as well as biographies of influential women throughout history.

more revealing, however, is the smaller bookshelf in her bedroom. it is home to an embarrassingly large collection of romance novels, varying widely in quality. she loves the particularly cheesy one, and many bear folded corners and worn spines, evidence of frequent rereads.