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[yanyan]

K

Misaki Yata

Some thug with a skateboard. Actually a third grader.

Magi

Kougyoku Ren

A lonely, crybaby warrior princess with a temper. Actually moe as fuck.

Haganai

Kobato Hasegawa

Severe chuunibyou patient. Sometimes breaks character.

Hetalia

Taiwan

Bubbly personification of an island nation. Loves kawaii shit.

Fire Emblem

Tharja

A gloomy dark mage. Has a knack for hexes.

Feel free to pick anyone from here, though!
If you're stuck, here are prompts from the random scenario meme, leave me a picture prompt, create your own scenario, talk to me or simply reply and see where it goes!

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guess

[trifler]

[ so Chitose comes into the bar and slams a pack of these right in front of Yata. ]

Hey, Yata-san, I figured you'd need these! [ 'cause, y'know, you can't talk to girls. ]

1/2

[rollin]

Ah. [ About to thank him, but.

Looks at the deodorants... ]

[rollin]

Are you saying I stink?

guess who | 5-20

[tsuns]

[ why are these two at a sleepover together...inappropriate! ]

So. [ he says, mouthful of popcorn. ] Who's that again? Why is she drivin' somewhere?...This music is horrible.

[ kanata points at the screen, hands shiny with oil. he really only came over for the food, let's be completely honest here. ]

[girlmemo]

[ WHATEVER, a girl and a guy can have sleepovers as friends. It's totally fine with Yozora. Then again, she's also fine with a lot of questionable things.

At least she eats cleaner. ]

Why are you asking me this an hour and fifteen minutes into the movie? That's Bridget. She's driving on the highway because she just broke up with her boyfriend and this is the only way she can truly feel alive. The music is horrible because this movie is from the 90s.

And those are my chips.

because embarrassing yata is a thing

[trifler]

Eating a girl out that was just in the ocean does not make her taste like saltwater taffy

1/2

[rollin]

CHITOSE WHAT THE FUKC

omg

[rollin]

FUCK!!!

[ he almost made him choke on his ramen there ]

anyone, everyone

[sportsjersey]

[ you'll see this spray painted on a street sign or maybe etched on the door of a high school bathroom stall ]

RELIABLE, DISCREET AND CUTE. FOR ANY PROBLEMS, CALL YATO
090-✖✖✖✖-##3✖
ANYTHING YOU NEED DONE, ANYTHING AT ALL!!!

[ it's dripping with desperation. and also ink. ]

[redsea]

[ In this alternate universe, Kougyoku's the illegitimate child of a CEO of a multinational corporation. Because she is rich, easy to pick on and possesses a shy personality, she is put on a pedestal by her classmates. She doesn't enjoy it, though. Here she is again, running in one of the bathroom stalls during her lunch break, and slamming the door shut. ]

Ooh, stupid... Today is just stupid...

[ No one would pick her as a partner for P.E., no one would let her help out with cleaning up the classroom because she was too "high-class" for it, and just a while ago, someone even tripped her on the way to the bathroom. That explains her empty bento. She isn't even here to eat as usual. Right now, she wants to sit here and cry.

Until she sees Yato's number. ]

Reliable, discreet and cute? [ Wow, whoever this Yato is sounds like the perfect friend. Maybe he can help her with her problem! She takes her phone out and dials the number on the bathroom stall.

Because it isn't shady at all. ]

H-hello? Um, this is Kougyoku Ren. I was just wondering if, ah, I may speak to Yato...

i said later but i really meant now

[girlmemo]

[ Maybe Yozora's just going through a phase. Maybe she just wants to see if this is real. Either way, if it's a pervert, she can lose him easily, no big deal. She already has Kodaka on speed dial.

So, during one of her late afternoon walks, she calls. ]

Hey, I saw a street sign about a Yato. Is that you? Don't be a lecher. I'm sure there's a hooker who can handle you.

[ who needs to be polite if this guy's probably a scammer anyway? She... is in need of some help, though. She's always been. ]

kougyoku or yata, your pick????????? i'm going to hell for this

[baptise]

[ In an alternate universe in which looks like the modern world only there are people with powers running about (think Holly Heights, sorta?!). Somebody runs into this guy, as he just got out of a really good cafe.

Note to self: destroy it later. Also, he looks strangely enough like someone's dearest person. ]

terrible

[rollin]

[ Yata's on a delivery job when his bike (yes can ride things other than his skateboard) crashes into something right in front of Fuuma. ]

Woah! Shit... Sorry 'bout that, didn't mean to scare ya.

[ It's only his day job, though. Fuuma might recognize him as that vigilante who calls himself Yatagarasu.

totally uncool ]

you know who lord this is terrible.

[heavenchimes]

[DOOP DI SO SO HERE WE ARE IN SHIZUME, MAYBE, and there's this tall (haha) girl handing out fliers! It's to her kabuki theatre, and we'll ignore the details about her really being 17, because in which world is it even legal to own a business at that age (in the Sengoku era)]

The openin' of the new kabuki theatre is just around the corner! All profit will be goin' to Izumo Grand Shrine.

Come and be entertained, and do a good deed at the same time.

[Now while she's doing this, she might do a twirl, or even dance a little. Usually she's very good at this, but with crowds all around, she may have collided into someone. And it could be Yata. Or a pole.]

[rollin]

[ Ow. ]

Hey, watch it!

[ It's only then that he realizes who he's talking to. Yata assumes a posture that's a little meeker than usual and attempts to speak in a gentler tone. ]

I mean uh, yo, be careful. [ A+ ]

your open post up there is misleading

[sacredgrace]

[ the most fun thing about exploring is seeing new sights and meeting new people. the thing she doesn't like too much about exploring is -- getting lost.

so.

Gracia glances around and, picking the smallest guy she sees, points at him. ]

You! [ with quick steps she walks up, stopping a few steps (a respectful distance) away as she continues rather cheerfully: ] You look like you know this city. Do you live here?

but at least you could find it

[rollin]

[ 167cm IS NOT SMALL!!! When the lady approaches, Yata nearly walks the other direction. She's lucky enough to catch him mid-turn, and since it'd be rude not to answer a woman's question (because he's such a gentleman, obviously) he turns back to face her with caution. ]

Um, yeah. You could say that. [ No, Yata, you do live here. ] I gotta go somewhere, though...

[ no he really just wants to leave her general vicinity ]

here i am... this is me... this is where i want to be....

[cascaded]

[ no she's not stalking anyone at all, why would you say that ]

BUT WHO DO YOU WANT you know what forget it i'm already here

[rollin]

[ LOOKS BEHIND HIM because this is one of those rare instances when he actually notices someone is following him.

Probably because someone is kind of bad at it. ]

Yo, I ain't doing this all day! [ Because that should totally draw them out, whoever they are. ]

i started rewatching and this happened

[banishments]

[ int. a high school clubroom. on the floor, a pentagram of duct tape and glitter. in the pentagram, a cat with wings. on the cat with wings, a girl trying to hold it in place ]

is this before or after they become a thing, this is important NOT THAT IT WILL CHANGE ANYTHING, but

[darknessnotes]

[ deadeyes

and as one of her long-suffering saner friends, he lets out a sigh as he invites himself into the room. ]

What did the cat do to you? [ But he's quick to correct himself. ] Ah, well, no, the cat doesn't really need to do anything to get involved in this...

[ Knowing Rikka, it could be anything. ]

the crybaby hime from fantasy china

[chord]

[ Two girls and a beach in the summer, what could possibly go wrong? And Kururu's drawing something on the sand with a stick. Is it another AT prototype?! Or she's thrown away the idea of ATs and thinking of building something else? ]

[redsea]

[ Kougyoku is holding a huge beach ball to her stomach, hoping to get Kururu to play with her, but when she approaches the girl, she appears to be scribbling in the sand... ]

Kururu, would—oh... What are you drawing?

[ She cranes her neck and walks around to get a better view. ]

5-5

[sympathy]

[ One day, Yata picks up his phone. This is what he hears: ]

STOP GOING THROUGH MY UNDERWEAR!

[rollin]

[ He nearly chokes. ]

...K-Kobato-san? Um, hate to break it to ya, but I think you got the wrong number.

thaaaarja

[frequentsigher]

I can't believe I'm doing this...

Um, Tharja? Do you have a moment? [ Cordelia, you could've picked a better time than when Tharja is actually doing her cursing/hex thing. ]

[hexthis]

[ Tharja misses a second of concentration and the hex explodes in her face. ]

I do now. [ After wiping the mess away, only her eyes are free from soot when she faces Cordelia. ] This better be good...

tharja

[wyrmsbane]

[ So, one bright sunny day, Tharja is collecting some ingredients for an experiment of hers and all seems to be going well--

UNTIL A VERY FAMILIAR DRAGON GOING AHHHHHHHHHHHHH SUDDENLY FLIES PAST AND CRASHES INTO WHATEVER THARJA'S SET UP.

Oops.

The dragon, now a girl, sits up and shouts towards the sky at what seems to be one of the army's wyverns: ] We DON'T start until I say start! Ow...

[hexthis]

[ First of all, she hates bright, sunny days. They're so, ugh, dreary and ominous. So when Nowi crashes and slides into her magic circle, smearing hours' worth of drawing away, she called it. She totally called it. ]

A circus. This entire army's a circus. If only I could be its ringmaster... Well, I suppose that can be arranged later. Hello, Nowi. How else do you plan on wasting my time today?

tharja

[fellbrand]

( Robin returns from his shopping trip with Gaius. So there are some candies for Lissa and a new notebook for Laurent... new tea leaves for Maribelle, needle and thread for Cherche and





)

Tharja. ( He approaches her carrying a curious and wrinkled bag. It isn't nearly as nicely prepared as the other items he brought back but to be fair, he also had to wander down one particularly shady alley with Gaius to a shop owned by Anna's knock off half sister, Anne. Don't even ask about how they managed to get this. ) I believe this is for you.

... Or Henry.

( But it's just a cheap, dirty old bag. )

A... bone from a black a cat and ( Gods! This was so weird to carry around! ) the soul of someone that's lost their purity.

( He is never going to that shop ever again. )

[hexthis]

[ Robin, Robin, Robin. It's like you don't expect her to follow you wherever you go. To make sure Gaius didn't pull any fast ones on Robin (not that he was in danger of any, but you know her, she liked to be certain) Tharja followed them all the way to the market. Yep, even to Knockoff Anne's. She knew what she was expecting, of course, but that didn't make her any less excited. To receive something from Robin, after all, was the greatest joy she could ever have. ]

Haha, I KNEW it! [ Beat. ] I mean—I knew it! These are exactly what I needed for my latest hex. Really, Robin, you shouldn't have... Hee. [ Not suspicious at all. ] I just love the darkness festering in a corrupted soul...

mama

[pathway]

[ it's the middle of the night when noire pokes her head out of her tent, glancing left and right before slipping out with a lantern held in front of her. there's a fairly large bundle wrapped in cloth that's tucked under her arm and occasionally makes the weirdest squelching noises.

after making sure no one's up, she quietly tiptoes over to tharja's tent, stopping in front of the flap. ]

Um... M-Mother? Are you awake? I brought the ingredients...

[hexthis]

Shh!

[ Your mom's too engrossed in this... this... ugh, what's that smell? It will probably disappear once Noire throws whatever she's brought in. Probably. With the same hand that brings a finger to her lips, Tharja beckons Noire to enter. ]

Come in, and watch your step. [ There might be a cat. Who knows? Only the candlelight by Tharja's cauldron makes seeing anything in this tent possible. She continues in a whisper: ] When stirring a silence curse, one must make as little sound as possible.

tharja!

[helswath]

[Okay voice twins time. Cherche is cooking something in the kitchen, however she seems to have stumbled on something that looks like Tharja's ingredients. She's pretty sure these do not belong in soup, but maybe she could add it into something for Virion.

Just maybe.]

[hexthis]

[ People always seem to pick the right time to disturb her with her hexes that she's given up the ones that require a little more than some brewing in a cauldron.

But damn and blast, she forgot her herbs in the kitchen. ]

You there. [ She doesn't waste any time. ] You have something that belongs to me.

why am i posting in my own open post -- for dynast

[notzuko]

[ For one reason or another, Hakuryuu and Mercedes are on a ship to a friendly kingdom. We can pretend the Kingdom of Sindria is friendly.

When she comes out on the deck, she's in for a surprise. Look at all the food out on the table! The dishes are not only Kou, but from the cuisines of Balbadd, Reim and Partevia, too. ]

Lunch is ready, Lady Mercedes.

[ Hakuryuu greets her with a smile and bows. A prince must always be proper and courteous! That's what he was taught. ]

yana is the best

[froghunts]

[ Being around humans is-- awkward? Odd? Sure, Mercedes is royalty too, but she's also one of the lucky (or unlucky, depending on how you looked at it) ones to have been shielded from politics in general. In fact, as far as she could remember, she barely knew much about things outside general affairs...and war. War was always a big issue.

But this trip to Sindria had been something entirely unavoidable and her mother unavailable as a political figure -- it'd be decided that young Princess Mercedes would take her place instead. After all, this was supposed to be a courtesy visit-- supposed.

But politics and awkwardness aside, this is-- amazing. There's ingredients and foods she's never even seen before! And before she can stop herself, she's blurted out a surprised oh!.

...maybe that hadn't been quite the correct reaction. Let's try that again. ]

Are we expecting company for lunch, Lord Hakkuryuu?