my-fortified-wager

[my-fortified-wager]

Idk if everyone asked you that already, but what's your favorite game kitten?

Placing a hand on his chin, he thought on the question… for about two seconds before answering.

“Blackjack still rains supreme in my heart! Although… I don’t think I’ll get to play it for a while. Damn.”

#ₒ ♤ aventurine || the gambler #ₒ ♤ fortified wager || asks

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Ohhhh Aventurineeeee. Do you like animals?

Perking up, an expression of curiosity formed on the man’s face. Gazing over the sweet dream’s horizon, he nodded slowly.

“I do, actually. I kind of wish I could hold Numby right about now… but Numby is in reality, and I am here in this sweet dream of Sunday’s. Why do you ask, doll?”

#ₒ ♤ aventurine || the gambler #ₒ ♤ fortified wager || asks #ₒ ♤ mentions: topaz and numby || my dear coworkers #( or more so. just Numby. )

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“Great to hear, love.”

Chuckling to himself, he extended a warm hand to the singer.

“Why don’t we explore the garden area together then, love? I’m sure there’s many pretty flowers out there, maybe we’ll find something even greater. Oh, but, nothing as beautiful as you, of course.”

“My my, well would you look at that? The caged bird really does sing!”

Leaning over the railing, a coin with a dove engraved on it fell from gloved fingers, landing in front of the singer and glistening in the sunlight. The blonde hummed, fully extending his hand to his teammate below.

“Miss Robin! It’s been a while. Honey darlin’, how have you been?”

[ ♠️ @my-fortified-wager | hii clown 🫶 ]

At first, her attention went to the coin that fell in front of her, going to pick it up, but, soon enough, upon recognizing from who that voice was, Robin looked up, the same soft smile of always appearing onto her face once again.

❝Mr. Aventurine! It has really been a long time...I wasn't expecting to see you in here too!❞

She exclaimed, first, her brother was there, and now, Aventurine too? This manor surely had more people that she already knew than she thought at first...

❝I could say i have been good, while i am still getting a hang of this place, it doesn't seem to be that bad...But what about you? How have things been?❞

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What’s the wildest moment you’ve had in a match?

Pausing a moment, Aventurine placed a hand on his chin. Glancing down the sweet dream’s horizon, he thought long and hard on this question. Then, snapping his fingers, he responded.

“I got it! I was helping the new hunter test her brand new carry and accessory, however, I forgot… to tell Topaz and Vertias this fact?”

Laughing nervously, he rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

“And Vertias decided to throw chalk at her, since his chalk has the ability to stun… cool, right?”

…

Pausing again, Aventurine sighed, shaking his head.

“It hit me instead. Which, she said to call her “Father”… and uh… Father? Father was NOT happy about that one… which caused her to lash out towards Vertias. And now, I’m banned from teaming up with those two for a week now, and there’s a giant black abyss in the middle of Arms Factory… so Arm’s Factory is unavailable for a few weeks now! W-whoopsies?”

#ₒ ♤ aventurine || the gambler #ₒ ♤ fortified wager || asks #ₒ ♤ mentions: dr. ratio || genius society #ₒ ♤ mentions: topaz and numby || my dear coworkers

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“Woooow. Make sure to be gentle, I’m fragile~”

Placing a hand dramatically over his forehead, he was clearly being over the top. It was a little funny, at least. How stupid one man can be.

Chuckling, he shrugged.

“I use humor to deflect. You tried to kill me, and instead of getting all huffy and mad, I’m using humor to deflect from the slowly resurfacing trauma! Yippee!!”

Then, crossing his legs, he propped his arms on his knees.

“Huh. Cool! I feel like having a rouge body would cause a lot of issues.”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

[my-fortified-wager]

“I wouldn’t be too sure. They have literal eldritch gods there. And possessed children and their snake mother. And lizard men. And dead fish woman who drown you. And dead mirror women! That one might be byproducts of the drugs actually.”

Tilting his head aside, he chuckled. He found Sunday’s reaction to be mildly amusing.

“Flattery isn’t supposed to be getting me anywhere, my love. I just felt like it.”

…

“You think there’s a chance my real world body might just get up on its own while my conscience is severed from it and started acting on its own? That would be fucked up, huh? Although that isn’t really hypnosis, huh…”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

#( teehee pretty men )

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Perking up, Aventurine smiled. Then, he paused, blinking.

“That’s… kind of cool. Although, will that still work if they force the real world me awake?”

Raising his hand to his chin, he mumbled to himself.

“Sirin’s Song… that’s the one that worries me the most if I’m being honest. Sirins are known for their hypnotic voices, right?”

Then, he paused again, before looking at Sunday and giggling. Then, moving his hand, he blew a kiss towards the other man in jest.

“Well, that and being undeniably pretty. You and sirins have a lot in common, huh?”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

#( Dream Aven is going to be stuck with Sunday for. a while. lmao ) #( Hunter Aven. he’s gonna go fuck up shit and fuck up people. have fun dealing with that one Sunday /j )

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Looking up, he paused. With a grim expression, he smiled.

“…because Mnemosyne makes you forget, of course. Orpheus made me pass out, that’s why I’m here with you. Sirin’s Song… I didn’t catch that one… I won’t remember anything I learned, or this interaction with you when I wake up.”

Then, he held up his stained sleeve, looking at the green liquid staining the fabric. Was this Mnemosyne?

“…I don’t know if you believe me. But, you’re still here, so obviously my words have some weight to them, love.”

Blinking slowly, he paused.

“I mean, the dream me you’re been harassing isn’t on drugs currently? If that counts for anything. Can you even properly be under the influence inside a dream?”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

[my-fortified-wager]

Nodding, Aventurine frowned a bit. Putting his head on his head again, he yawned softly.

“Yeah, they use drugs for their games. But I don’t know what they use them for. The doctor was supposed to test them, but, he hasn’t gotten the time to!”

Laughing nervously, he rubbed his head slowly, and then, frowned again.

“Yeah, there’s also Orpheus? That’s what I heard at least… but I could be wrong.”

Placing a hand on his chin, he mumbled.

“They use it on everyone though. Including your sister. And I don’t think she knows, and I don’t know how to tell her. Or… anyone really. The doctor called me insane when I brought it up! Can you believe the nerve?!”

Scoffing, the gambler huffed in distress. Curling up, he went silent for a while. It seemed like something else was truly bothering him.

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

[my-fortified-wager]

Wiping the liquid from his mouth, he sighed.

“… There’s something more insidious going on here, Sunday.”

Draping his arm over his raised leg, he looked off to the side with a solemn expression.

“There are these games they host. Everyone’s supposed to play in them, to earn prizes. 4 survivors and 1 hunter.”

Pausing a moment, Aventurine sighed. Then, he turned back to look at Sunday with a smile.

“… they drug everyone, though. I don’t think the others realized it yet though. They don’t seem to think anything’s wrong. And, if I’m in a dream… it probably means something happened. Have you ever heard of Sirin’s Song? Or the Mnemosyne?”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

[my-fortified-wager]

Yelping as a sudden gush of wind knocked him off his freshly planted feet, the gambler wincing again as he landed on the floor. Gritting his teeth, he coughed, green liquid dripping from his mouth. If Sunday did that again, he might puke. He probably would puke, actually.

“… ow.”

Wheezing, Aventurine decided to stay down this time. Everytime he tried to get up, something seemed to knock him down. His body ached from all the falling.

“I think fate is the one tempting me here, darling. Are you calm? I’m only gonna tell you this once. It concerns everyone. Vertias, Stelle, Robin, everyone. Are you listening, wings?”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

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Aventurine yelped as Sunday dropped him from a height, groaning as he landed on his bum, rolling onto his side. He hissed out a pain wheeze as he glared up at the mechanical false god.

“… actually, I did have one more thing to say that I thought might be of interest to you. But, if I’m free to go, then… well, don’t mind me!”

Wheezing again, the gambler sat up, wiping a peacock green liquid from his mouth. His eyes fell on the liquid, an expression of confusion forming on his face.

“… huh? That’s… new.”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

#( I’m OUT I’m GONE good NIGHT YOU ANGEL **BASTARD** )

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Leaning his head on his hand, Aventurine hummed.

“The baron of the manor. Everyone in the manor has a letter written by them. They take care of our travel expenses, rooms, schedules and such.”

Tilting his head aside, Aventurine continued on.

“I haven’t had the chance to meet them, though, so, don’t ask me what they’re like. I don’t know. Are we done?”

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

[my-fortified-wager]

“No.”

Aventurine tilted his head ever so slightly. From the sounds of it… was Sunday not invited? Sure he figured they wouldn’t have anything he’d want, but just not being invited at all? When his own sister was invited? What a loser.

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.

[my-fortified-wager]

yatta!

(ask-idv-old-timer-and-senti)

Pausing a moment, the gambler tilted his hat. Then, he smiled, his eyes moving back down as he moved a coin along the ridges of his fingers with a chuckle. The coin seemed to glisten in the light.

“Oh, hello there. You’re quite the lively little thing, doll.”

#ₒ ♤ aventurine || the gambler #ₒ ♤ roulette shark || interactions #ₒ ♤ sentience || an unfamiliar friend

[my-fortified-wager]

“We got to the wrong bubble universe today! Aaghh! At least we can rest here…”

“No need to fuss, Senti. We can take this moment to enjoy the serenity.”

Looks like these two valiant fighters against the Honkai are in somewhere unfamilar! Hopefully they will be alright in a foreign land.

Due to the nature of bubble worlds, they will adapt to the world they are in. In other words, Fu Hua will take the role of the Perfumer and Senti will take the role of the Toy Merchant.

RULES:

— please behave! Mun is 18+ but appreciates not having NSFW here

— the usual dni, no hate speech, proship, etc etc

— no godmodding unless discussed

— mostly headcannon and for fun, please don’t shoot me if i’m wrong about lore

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“No.”

God. How much could one man yap? This was just egregious at this point.

“…Oh? I did not think I would have the good fortune to be graced by your presence, Mr Aventurine.”

That was not a friendly voice. Neither was it a familiar face, but a gigantic machine.

👁️ idv-hsr-sunday

Looking up to the source of the voice, the gambler found himself… utterly perplexed. Yes, in a place like this, anything was possible. But, a gigantic machine like this seemed… a bit much.

“… and it seems I myself have the misfortune of meeting a masked acquaintance. Who are you?”

Gone were his usual whims and joys, replaced with stone cold doubt. He simply stared with a sense of hesitance, and the feeling of being in danger. It was nothing new, but highly unpreferred.