#rubykyokorose

【ϟ】 “That’s Manjoume Thunder to you, you punk.” If ‘Kurogane’ was as in tune with Tsukiko as he claimed to be, then he should’ve known by now—there were only a handful of people on the island allowed to call him anything other than his preferred honorifics and this bag of hot air definitely wasn’t one of them! He was doing this on purpose. He had to be! 

“So the rumors are true. There really are more girls in the Red Dorm,” Edo commented out loud, seeing the two girls come out of their room together. He’d originally come around these dorms to see if he could find Judai around, but it seemed he was off somewhere yet again. He was even more of an enigma as of late, and the pro duelist had little idea what to make of all the changes. 

Still, he could appreciate that the school was finally being a little more gender equal by holding the female students to the same standards as the male, though he quickly noticed one of the girls was dressed in blue instead of the red as he’d expected. Of course, he’d heard only the slightest of rumors about these girls, but as someone who made a habit of quietly listening in on the gossip of the school, he’d definitely heard of them. However, he had still had yet to meet them until today. 

The infinite held within it every possibility that ever existed, every single ‘what if’ question that has ever been conceived, and more than a few that haven’t. So it wasn’t a total surprise to find a world so much like another save for some details.

Black Mist: that thing asked me the same thing. I really don’t want to know what it means because I have a feeling it’s bad.

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☾ ghost girl } - Oh my, Playmaker appears to be online again. A good opportunity to try and fish some more information out of the young hacktivist duelist. Someone who shook up the world as much as Playmaker came by only so often, it’d be blasphemy for her to not get as much as she could from the situation.

He left the house and just had to travel to see how his little victim was doing, if he could call him that, but he couldn’t bring himself to go through the door.

//What the heck, this anon made no sense what so ever.