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specialrobotboy:
As a matter of fact, the other was about 25cm taller than Kiibo. How’s the weather up there? Kiibo would like to know.
“I apologize. My presence seems to be a great source of distress for you. I mean you no harm.”
By now Kiibo had gotten used to people being shocked by his existence. He was a one of a kind robot and he was proud of that fact. Still, it was a little disheartening to always have to win people’s trust over before he was able to hold normal everyday conversations with them.
“You looked like you required some assistance. If I am able I would be happy to help.”
He couldn’t explain why, but Yusuke originally glances upwards for a source of the voice, only to find himself.. looking down? The sun was a little harsh at his height, but probably not much more harsh than it was on the person in front of him... Thank god for fall weather.
“Huh?” What? When did he say that? People these days, just shoving words in people’s mouths... “No.. uh.. It just?... Surprised me??? To be approached like that... I wasn’t expecting it..”
It was.......certainly strange. Maybe the guy was just bored, or was also looking for someone to do something with... Who knows? Yusuke sure doesn’t.
“Uhhhhhh...” Turning his gaze back to the listing of films, “I don’t know if I want to see a movie, and if so... which one..........”
Glancing back to the robot(?), “any suggestions..?”
#spongebob voice: HELLO? NAVY?#navy: you've reached the navy's automated help line#spongebob: OH NO SQUIDWARD THEY GOT THE NAVY#squidward: NOT THE NAVY!!!!!!! ATTENTION EVERYONE.. ROBOTS HAVE TAKEN OVER THE WORLD!........................................OUR WORLD!!!!!!#specialrobotboy
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@yarnvithr
With the city going from fall-madness back to some kind of normal overnight, there were certainly some aspects that made Yusuke wonder if the fall festival ever happened (it certainly felt like it ended as soon as he started participating..). The most obvious, and millennial, example was the situation Yusuke was currently in. Waiting in line at Castella Cafe, the person in front of him was giving the baarista a difficult time because the fall seasonal drink they wanted, was no longer bring stocked. Jeez Louise, whoever Louise was...
Looking around the see if anyone else in the line was as perturbed by the person’s dilemma, Yusuke found himself looking at someone who looked... familiar? Perhaps he’d passed the man on the street before? ...He couldn’t place it, but god was he not realizing just how long he’d been staring at the man..
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specialrobotboy:
Could the face of someone you have never met feel familiar? Kiibo had been strolling through the city, looking for people that might be in need of help, when he had noticed someone staring at a list of movies playing at Cinderella Cinema. A quick scan of the redhead’s face had told Kiibo that there was no match for this face in his library of faces, and yet…..
The stranger’s face felt familiar, but not too familiar, but not too not familiar. Kiibo thought he might have seen this person in his dreams, which was strange because he didn’t sleep. Wanting to get to the bottom of this Kiibo didn’t hesitate to approach the other and introduce himself.
“Good afternoon. My model unit name is K1-B0, but please call me Kiibo. Do you require assistance? If yes, I would be happy to help if I am able. If no… Sorry, I didn’t think that far ahead.”
Lost in thought, it took Yusuke until post-name giving to realize someone was talking to him. Turning to face the sound of the strangely familiar sounding voice, he found himself face to face (until otherwise said out loud that he was probably shorter than Kiibo) with a........stranger?
“Model.. what?” Literally. Model? What??? Hold the phone. Was this guy................... a robot?
That made no sense. Robots were works of fiction, science fiction really was starting to feel like a new craze. But this guy certainly looked like... a robot. “Uh---” what was he doing again? “I’m sorry... what?”
#steci how dare someone anon commentate on our thread 1 note in#specialrobotboy#i hope u like my uhhhhhhhh humour
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@specialrobotboy
Coming to a halt outside of Cinderella Cinema, Yusuke was at a bit of an impasse.
Not only was he sure about to see a movie by himself like the true, pathetic, lonely, sad little person people probably think he is when he buys that ticket for one.. But also..........
“..I’ve never heard of any of these titles..”
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@twoattack
It sure was fall in Stella City...
Or so was made evident upon stepping out of the general Moonpie Motel area. Strange, he could have sworn he was living somewhere else, but whatever. The place wasn’t the worst.
Taking a brisk walk back into the main drag of the city, Yusuke found himself face to face (metaphorically speaking, as he was taller) with a rather roughed up looking sheep.
“..uh..”
#twoattack#steci uhhh fall fest don't ask me how this is fall related at all other than saying it's fall in the beginning....#ALSO I HOPE THIS IS OK KSDGNJDFUNHFB
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Howdy everyone what the buck is up I’m Lauren, I’m 19 and I never learned how to read or keep lids sealed. I’m here for a good time not a long time, literally and figuratively speaking.
Since I uhhhh apped reapped back in to test the limits of my abilities.... uhhh and it’s event time... uhhhh like this post for a dope harvest autumn whatever the event theme is thread. IT will be short because I’m old, and short also.
Capping at.... 3
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[adele voice] Hello. [sag mod voice] Re-app : ( I love you..
MAN I WAS HARASSED INTO DOING THE INBOX AND I LET IT HAPPEN FULLY AWARE I HAD TO ACCEPT MY OWN WEAKNESS!!!!!! @ ME: WHY???
uhghhghghghfguhjfg I don’t even know where I asked to live but you live in Moonpie Motel Room #69 NICE
♐ sasuke
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Round 2 || Yusuke & Kimihiro
It’d been a few weeks since what someone might describe as a “fateful encounter” (unless you were Kimihiro, then you’d call it an inevitable encounter) with a strange shop keeper in town. Yusuke was not one to believe his life would be something out of a shoujo manga, or even an otome game (someone would eventually have to tell him), so he didn’t think too much on the gravity of his meeting with one Kimihiro Watanuki. That was, of course, other than that the other male was a bit gloomy and was really against going outside of the shop he owned. Coming from such a large family, it was difficult for Yusuke to imagine being completely alone-- even now, his sixth sense (or past trauma) had him constantly on his toes that one of his siblings was going to just show up one day...
But anyways, Yusuke found himself in front of the small shop once more. The last time he had visited, Kimihiro was set on getting to hear what Yusuke wished for out of him-- only to later drop the subject seemingly entirely. Was Yusuke back to tell him the wish? Hell no, even he didn’t know entirely what his wish was.
For now, he would just knock on the shop door-- Kimihiro did make it out like he was practically living in the building, so it felt a bit rude to just open the door.
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watomnuki:
Being told he should value himself more felt familiar. Huh, it was almost as if Yusuke read the Spider Curse arc himself. That would be ridiculous, right? Completely bizarre.
“I made my own choice.“ He answered, pretty sure that it didn’t explain anything to Yusuke. “And that is why I have to stay in this store. It was the decision I made to save myself from a dark place.“ An actual dark place, for once. Remember when he was trapped in a dark dimension.
Kimihiro slowly finished his own tea, wondering what help it would be to tell a stranger about this. Maybe it wouldn’t help at all. Maybe neither of them would benefit of him opening up like this and revealing whatever tragic story he held onto. So what was the reason for them meeting? What would be born from it? The shop owner was left to ponder it on his own, as he acknowledged the inevitable once again.
“You say I should value myself more, but it’s because I value myself, that I am in this situation.” Technically, Syaoran counted as “himself“. And we all knew how much love Kimihiro felt for him. More so, than for himself. Kimihiro never really learned how to value himself, to be honest.
Except, did that situation really still apply? Kimihiro stayed in his shop because Syaoran and his party were still travelling, but circumstances have changed since Kimihiro arrived in this city. The first thing being that this wasn’t actually his shop, but more of a copy of it. Therefore, Kimihiro had no clue if the same rules bounded him to it. And the second thing was that he was separated from Mokona, so he had no way to contact the people he held dear and to get updates on the situation. So maybe he was meant to leave, he just didn’t know and submitted to a fate of waiting once again instead.
“I’d rather rest my bones and wait for eternity, than to cause another distortion. Is that strange, Asahina-kun?”
Dark place? Wasn’t it more depressing to hole yourself up in a dinky shop rather than go outside and get some fresh air?.. Maybe that was what Kimihiro needed-- some fresh air. Go outside. Get some vitamin D, et cetera. Was this guy actually some kind of... over-aged chunnibyou; all this talk of dark places and distortions............ Yusuke was believing more and more than he really did need to get out more.
“Actually... ‘s kinda is. Most people don’t talk about causing distortions, y’ know..” Having finished his own cup several replies back, Yusuke stood up, giving Kimihiro a brief nod. “Thanks for the, uh, tea and talking... I’ll see you around, right?” Kimihiro wasn’t going to distort into another plane or anything was he? It’d long stopped raining, thus his reasons for hanging around were wearing thin, as was his brain cell count talking to someone like Kimihiro who seemed to contradict everything Yusuke said to him.
“I should... probably get going.. don’ wanna waste your shop hours or anythin’ longer than I already have.”
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watomnuki:
How you let it affect you? Ah, so perhaps in that way, Yusuke meant to imply that Kimihiro’s misery was his own fault? Surely, that would make sense. If nothing was a coincidence and all was a result of one’s actions; then Kimihiro’s feelings and how they were brought into this world must be by his own hands too.
Such a thought clung more to him than he had meant for it.
“I cannot physically leave the store.“ He finally answered, albeit in this setting, it was far from the truth. In Stella City, Kimihiro could surely leave this shop if he set his mind to it. There weren’t any sheep holding him back from doing so. No, far from it. Aries and Stella had actually encouraged him to leave this place and go to school.
“Therefore I grant wishes.“ Kimihiro continued, trying to fill gaps in the conversation with the sound of his own voice. Maybe if he talked, they could finally arrive to a topic he felt more comfortable with. “And that’s why I will grant yours if you are willing to pay the price and let me. It’s my job, after all. My time is the price I’ve paid for waiting.“
Kimihiro looked towards Yusuke again and set down his cup.
“So would you let me grant your wish, Asahina-kun?“
Ah yikes that’s definitely what he meant but that wasn’t the intended reaction. Guess he’ll just pack his bags and move. But in reality, Yusuke was simply a bit dumbstruck at what he was told.
Can’t leave? What in tarnation... What was stopping Kimihiro from leaving the store? Would the two little dancing sheep suddenly transform into some kind of thing and pull him back in? Or was it maybe in another sense, that he was scared to leave because he was one of those real paranoid types? Somewhere in Yusuke’s gut, he felt like he’d see Kimihiro outside of the store (at a beach) sooner rather than later, but never question it and in fact, probably completely forget about it happening or that he had said he couldn’t physically leave.
“What’s stopping you?” Was he maybe now taking a turn into 2-star horror movie path? #cursed. “How does granting wishes make not being able to leave ok?” Assuming that he actually couldn’t leave... Yusuke was still pining for an answer to that question most of all.. “You’re saying you’re trapped here so you accept it by making other people happy?? Shouldn’t you value yourself a little more?”
Ah. Was that out of turn? He’d just met the guy, was it really Yusuke’s place to tell him to change? Probably not.
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supersonicadence replied to your post: �� [lol]
[ what a perfect icon i hope you get to use it again lmfao ]
honestly... SAME LOL
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spills my horded answers all over the dash
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wham!
Send “wham!” for my muse’s reaction to yours kicking down the door.
This time, Yusuke had just walked into Cereal Market. The automatic doors closed behind him when promptly another wham. How did a person evEN DO THAT WITH AUTOMATIC DOORS???
“AH--!” Wait but really, “How do you even??? Why did you???” Looking up at this perpetrator, only to realize... “YOU? WHY?”
The plot thickened. Yusuke’s concern over the citizens of Stella City thickened too.
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WHAM!
Send “wham!” for my muse’s reaction to yours kicking down the door.
He’d just walked into the bathroom-- the main door had maybe just returned to it’s resting position when promptly, with a loud wham, it flung open, almost rendering Yusuke’s need for the restroom no longer a need.
“!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Looking at the other person, he wasn’t exactly sure the correct way to respond-- maybe the guy really needed to go? “.....care..ful..?” Wait, the door was...........on the ground? “A--------------------- Was that??? Necessary??? WHY??”
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send 🍰 to shove a pie into my muse’s face
And just like that, some random person approached Yusuke in a rushed fashion, pie in hand, “Wh-what are yo----”
It was too late.
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watomnuki:
Ah, those words sure cut skin deep. Well, whatever the differences may be, it still seemed that birds of a feather flocked together. Even now, that appeared to be mostly likely true. Yusuke, who showed a genuine curiosity in understanding the mysterious things Kimihiro said, stirred something inside the Dimensional Sorcerer; which in turn made him take decisions that could be seen as bullying the redhaired teen. Well, it was mostly because Yusuke reminded him of his own past, after all.
“The end.“ He answered, as if that explained anything to begin with. Kimihiro let out a sigh and rolled up his sleeves, taking a sip from tea that I supposed must have been there in the scene. “I guess that was a bit too poetic of an answer.”
What did the “end” refer to anyway? Death? If you considered Yuuko a personification of Death, then yes, everything he said thus far could be counted as true. He did say he was waiting for her, over and over again. Maybe that was a lie, a goal to keep himself from falling apart and taking his own life. It was said that taking a life requires a heavy price, after all.
“I’m not a bright guy, to be honest. Things like ceasing to exist; I think about that from time to time. Everything about my life is a distortion: the beginning, my dreams, how it goes on, and then even the end. It went on for a long time now, so I’m waiting for the final chapter.”
He peeked at Yusuke from the corner of his eyes, wondering if that scared him away. Maybe this wasn’t something he should have told a stranger he had just met. Huh. Wonder what his response would be.
“Sorry, was that too dark?“
The end. The end? The end of.. what? In the beat between Kimihiro’s short answer, and the drink of tea, Yusuke felt one of those gosh darn pangs of mild sadness mixed with worry again. He may not be the brightest light in the lamp, but Yusuke wasn’t necessarily stupid, per say, listening to Kimihiro elaborate on his response.
“...Why?” Oh. Did that just come out of his mouth outloud? “No! I mean-- I?? That was not supposed to be outloud.!! Really!! I didn’t mean it! AAUghghh” Cursing his habit of vocal thought process, Yusuke could feel himself also suddenly thinking about and wanting the end to come on him as well.
Sure, he admitted that he was in fact still actually wondering why Kimihiro thought about such things, but honestly, it wasn’t the first time Yusuke was something akin to face-to-face with someone who may or may not be telling him he was waiting to die. The fact that it wasn’t his older sibling may have made it a little easier, maybe.. “I-I mean... It wasn’t too dark.. I heard everyone has those kinds of thoughts, it just.. depends how you let it affect you... I think...?”
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Send “wham!” for my muse’s reaction to yours kicking down the door.
Send “Don’t knock” for my muse to be the one who kicks down the door.
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