#excessiveknitting

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There was the sound of clattering, like that of something fragile abruptly hitting the tile floor of the apparent department store. Naegi instinctively reacted and picked up the source -- a pair of glasses, thankfully without a scratch tarnishing them. Smiling in relief, he stood up and presented them to the person standing closest. He presumed they were its owner.

❝ Ah -- I picked them up before you, I’m sorry, ❞ he apologized regardless, tilting his head to the side. ❝ Here are your glasses. They look alright, I think. ❞

No matter how much he tried, he just couldn’t get this banjo to sound the way he wanted. And not for lack of effort, either. Crow had spent the majority of his day wandering the city and practicing with the unfamiliar instrument. For all of its similarities to a guitar, well, the sound was anything but, and the hedgehog was determined to find some harmony with the thing.

Currently, he was seated on a patch of grass in one of the Hive’s parks, strumming furiously, as though he might his old guitar. Instead of anything pleasant, the sound was high-pitched, erratic, and more than a little annoying.

Yet, for some reason, he was trying to sing with it all the same. After a few phrases, both he and the instrument fell silent, ears flattened to his head while he frowned.

“C’mon Scarlet, you can do better than that...”

Sigh. A musician who couldn’t play. A sad thought to have--exactly why he immediately pushed it aside when it started to surface.

He had to pause, however, when his tail brushed something behind him, making him quickly look back. Almost immediately he recognized the obtrusion as a passerby’s leg.

"Sekine." 

Even beneath the stench of corpses coupled with the blood smeared on his face, Tatara could still tell the other’s scent even a block away. War has always had a bloody end, and that kind of aftermath is what brings out the flesh eaters among the shadows. You can say it’s like a feast for them, scavenging for left overs or even perhaps burying their identities underneath the chaos. But Tatara has more pressing matters at hand than to bother with food.

“The Knitting Answer Book.” He calls out the title, giving Sekine a questionable and dismayed look.

Do you agree with fandom interpretation of your character?

WELL

the senmei fandom is extremely small, so there’s not much interpretation to be made. i certainly agree with what i’ve seen! the people that are in the fandom are generally really into all the characters and understand all of them, which i’m grateful for!

Is your muse liked or disliked by fandom? Does this affect your portrayal?

✦ Has your own interpretation changed from when you first began playing the character?

I think that it has changed! I may have portrayed her as being a little too shy when I first started her blog, but I think I’ve gotten better at balancing that out.

✍ Has new canon material ever forced you to adjust your headcanons?

Probably when the movie came out since I made this blog before it was officially on dvd since there was more stuff about Hanayo like when they went overseas. 

✎ What do you wish the author would reveal/had revealed about your muse?

[meme][accepting!]

✘ Any unpopular opinions about your muse?

uHM. UM. i dunno????? i generally have the same opinion on ichi about p much everyone i’ll. get back to you on this one if i have something

♢ What's your opinion on different interpretations of your muse?

I ACTUALLY ANSWERED THIS 1000 YEARS AGO here ya go

✦ Has your own interpretation changed from when you first began playing the character?