#fractalwaves

Questions for Multimuse Blogs

1. Which of your muses would be most likely to get their hand stuck in a vending machine?

((Easily Chie! Kotone comes in a close second place but if her treat got stuck in a vending machine, she'd resort to physical violence like punching it until it drops her snack.

10. Which of your muses is the best singer?

((Given Ryoji's status and...the reason behind his existence, he'd probably have the best singing voice out of the bunch. I like to think because he's so connected to the concept of death, and literally IS IT TOO I feel like his voice would be a soft, soothing, and very melodious tenor. He's lulling you into a sense of safety and security before the inevitability of your death strikes.

15. Which of your muses lies the most?

((I feel like I should have 2 answers for this, because it feels like both Sae and Shinjiro do a lot of lying but it's in two very distinct ways.

For Sae, it's lying in a professional sense. She's been pressured by co-workers and higher ups to consistently accrue court case wins even if she has to bend the rules or lie in order to obtain them. I don't think she'd intentionally lie if you take out the horrible work environment, but she's been a prosecutor for years now. She definitely has lied a lot.

"A true gesture of goodwill would hypothetically speaking be you leaving the door open. Though I don't expect you to do anything like that."

*The little sound of indignation didn't escape Eito's notice either. Was a trinket like that really supposed to smooth things over? Besides if anyone should feel that it should be the one in the cage. After all he was here due to actions in another timeline, how was that fair?*

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Takumi sees a very odd-looking school invader while in the courtyard. Good thing he has his Infuser- he quickly transforms and makes to slash the being with one swift motion. But in doing so, he squints- is that... a dessert?? Is he hallucinating..? He has been feeling weird lately...

"Woah-ho-ho, big guy! Watch where ya point that thing, it might hurt someone, hee hee!" Instead of being sliced in half, Shadow Milk's body shifts around the blade as it cuts through him as if he weren't there. Compared to Takumi, Shadow Milk Cookie is about the size of your average gingerbread man, and yet he moves and talks as if alive.

Shadow Milk Cookie himself doesn't know how he ended up here, but the magic he's so familiar with in Earthbread's makeup is long gone, meaning he is far, FAR from home. And yet, there is still a magical presence of a sort, a similar warmth to the flame flickering in the giant being's chest.

Is he one of the Witches? No, no that can't be right. There is magical power in the human before him, (How long has it been since he's seen a human? Eons? Millenia?) but it isn't the same magic that gives life to cookies like himself.

"So your solution is for me to be blind? The best solution is for you all to disappear. " He takes them though. Honestly, it may make the times in which he is brought meals more bearable.