{ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ } — ; Scars. Wounds that never quite healed, each inflicted by different offenders, each with a different story behind it. In a world of shattered glass, they were abundant on survivors. Especially numerous on the girl who tussled with the grief that the world had succumbed to. Physical trauma someone so young never should have had to endure—but she endured it. All for the sake of a girl she couldn't save.
This one was inflicted by that girl, battered and broken outside and in. This one was from her reincarnation, the goddess of love fallen victim to her own treacherous arrows,
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Literature
Rules and Information
Hello everyone! I’m Negau, the mod of this account—but if Wish or Aki-mod is any easier to remember, those work just fine, too. Nicknames for nicknames, I guess.
I’ve been RPing for roughly three (four?) years, and let me just say, I’m a huge dork when it comes to the English language. Like, seriously. I love big and elaborate words and putting words together to describe things. I’m an aspiring writer and artist, but I also do other things outside of visual art/literature, such as singing and swimming.
But enough about my day to day life. Here’s a little bit about how I do things here.
If you want to RP,
Name: Aki Kuroki
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Weapon of Choice: Throwing knives
Likes: Reading, music, sports, her loved ones
Dislikes: People who take things for granted, impulse, being alone, unpleasant people in general
Fandom: Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Apocalypse contribution: Walpurgisnacht could not be stopped in this timeline. It wreaked havoc on Mitakihara, and eventually moved on to the rest of the world.
Downfalls: Aki is selfless to a fault. Her attempts to help can spiral out of control and actually hurt both herself and the one she's trying to help. She's very stubborn, however, and refuses to see the co
{ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ } — ; Scars. Wounds that never quite healed, each inflicted by different offenders, each with a different story behind it. In a world of shattered glass, they were abundant on survivors. Especially numerous on the girl who tussled with the grief that the world had succumbed to. Physical trauma someone so young never should have had to endure—but she endured it. All for the sake of a girl she couldn't save.
This one was inflicted by that girl, battered and broken outside and in. This one was from her reincarnation, the goddess of love fallen victim to her own treacherous arrows,
Rules and Information by viridistutator, literature
Literature
Rules and Information
Hello everyone! I’m Negau, the mod of this account—but if Wish or Aki-mod is any easier to remember, those work just fine, too. Nicknames for nicknames, I guess.
I’ve been RPing for roughly three (four?) years, and let me just say, I’m a huge dork when it comes to the English language. Like, seriously. I love big and elaborate words and putting words together to describe things. I’m an aspiring writer and artist, but I also do other things outside of visual art/literature, such as singing and swimming.
But enough about my day to day life. Here’s a little bit about how I do things here.
If you want to RP,
Name: Aki Kuroki
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Weapon of Choice: Throwing knives
Likes: Reading, music, sports, her loved ones
Dislikes: People who take things for granted, impulse, being alone, unpleasant people in general
Fandom: Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Apocalypse contribution: Walpurgisnacht could not be stopped in this timeline. It wreaked havoc on Mitakihara, and eventually moved on to the rest of the world.
Downfalls: Aki is selfless to a fault. Her attempts to help can spiral out of control and actually hurt both herself and the one she's trying to help. She's very stubborn, however, and refuses to see the co
{ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ } — ; Scars. Wounds that never quite healed, each inflicted by different offenders, each with a different story behind it. In a world of shattered glass, they were abundant on survivors. Especially numerous on the girl who tussled with the grief that the world had succumbed to. Physical trauma someone so young never should have had to endure—but she endured it. All for the sake of a girl she couldn't save.
This one was inflicted by that girl, battered and broken outside and in. This one was from her reincarnation, the goddess of love fallen victim to her own treacherous arrows,
((Everyone died
I shouldn't be that surprised tho uM
Yeah sorry I keep vanishing guys I'm literally the worst founder in the universe and this past week has been super crazy for me. I'll definitely try to get replies out sooner rather than later, though!))
{ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ } — ; She did not move, for she had nowhere to go, no trail indicated by her somewhat dim Soul Gem. She was only left to her thoughts, the weight on her mind which lay dormant ever since the world's demise.
✤ ❝I wonder,❞ the safeguard mused under her breath, ❝if anyone is aware of the true cause of the apocalypse?❞ She lingered on the possibility for many long instants of quiescence, but then shook her head dismally.
It was foolish to believe that anyone would know. They would blame it simply on natural disasters—as mortal men had always done,