@patchworkcurse said:
mahito vc you can't just call a completely unique special grade curse a MEAT ROOMBA, gojo!!
"What else am I supposed to call something that crawl around and eats corpses?!"
"Kirby?"

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@patchworkcurse said:
mahito vc you can't just call a completely unique special grade curse a MEAT ROOMBA, gojo!!
"What else am I supposed to call something that crawl around and eats corpses?!"
"Kirby?"

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@patchworkcurse said (inbox):
7:3 why don't you cherish me
You have germs.
@patchworkcurse said (inbox):
what if i said i could make you even taller. what if i said i could rearrange all your bones with a single touch
❝THIS SOUNDS UTTERLY HORRIFYING.❞ Who would want any of that?! Did this strange, patchwork of an individual just approach anyone like this? Honestly, Ozymandias was not sure he wanted an immediate answer, considering. ❝Anyway, I am tall enough. I would rather not be a tower unlike some people who wander about. The height I am is perfect because I am also perfect.❞ There was nothing to change when he was already the very pinnacle that all should hope to strive for.
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Something’s been bothering him for a while now. The scene a week ago, at his school, the moment when Mahito placed a hand on his shoulder...there had been something so menacing about it. More than ever before in the curse’s presence, Junpei felt like he was well and truly in mortal danger. If he hadn’t rejected Yuji, hadn’t turned away from someone he was certain would turn away from him first...then what would have happened?
Would he still be here? Walking just behind Mahito and listening to the other talk? Or would that premonition of death have come true and the curse closed metaphorical teeth around his throat? Would he have met Geto and Jogo and Hanami and the other one...Dagon?
Would he still be alive?
“Mahito,” He speaks up when the other man pauses to draw breath---effectively interrupting him. “What exactly...do I mean to you?”
“Someone sounds jealous that they’re not allowed in my fan cluuuub.~”

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' SOOO LAME ! '
❛ Who're you callin' LAME ?! You don't even wear proper clothes !! ❜
@patchworkcurse : a morning jog can be running away from satoru gojo and his icky purple gun beams that will exorcise him on the spot
Wait for me~
@patchworkcurse said (inbox):
' nanamiiiii. nanamiiiiiiiiiii!! ' he's whining and groaning like he has a stomach ache, turned over and writhing on the couch. you would think that having one more miserable member in their big happy curse family, (courtesy geto of course-) would make things more interesting, but, but --- ! ' i'm so booooored! you're a human, right? shouldn't you have some sort of fun hobbies? tell me about the things you like to do! ' and then he turns over, kicking his legs up and holding his head by his hands like a teenage girl at a slumber party.
IT WAS RATHER EASY to tune out Mahito's whining as he continued to read his book. After dealing with Gojo the majority of his High School years, it just became second nature to automatically turn his hearing off the moment someone began to make that insufferable noise. A page was turned, his eyes not once moving from black text as decided to speak. ❝Then find something to do. You seem to always have some side project that takes your attention for days on end.❞ Side projects involving the lives of innocent people, of course (and maybe not so innocent -- all were equal when Mahito's boredom set in). As the Curse continued, Nanami questioned why they held remotely any interest in him at all when there were far others in the group who could serve as better conversational partners than himself. That fake Geto being one of them. Alas, for some bizarre reason, Mahito's mismatched gaze always fell on him each and every time. It was like a dog who had to have the attention of a clearly disgruntled cat.
❝Reading and eating.❞ That was it. That was the bored respone he gave them without a hint of inflection in his flat tone. There were other things he enjoyed, although it was not as if he desired to share such with the other. They were not friends, nor would they ever be 'friends'. Just individuals in the same place at the same time having to tolerate one another for some unknown span of time -- an unknown span of time that Geto seemed to believe would come to an end sooner rather than later).