Hi! You can call me Kairi or Strelizia! She/They pronouns. I am stuck in an eternal state of Kingdom hearts brainrot, specifically for the mobile games.
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local 16 year old is actually 28 is actually several thousand years old and entirely unaware due to the neverending layers of amnesia that make up his brain
local boy died at 15 one day before his first birthday
local girl only has a face sometimes when the people around her are niceies to her
local boy's last words to his friend dying in his arms was about ice cream
mickey mouse left a woman trapped in hell for 12 years
goofy was hit in the face with a boulder and died. though to be fair he was in the middle of an active war
local boy was possessed and killed a girl only to then steal her brother as his own
local boy who is a journal who is a computer program
1-2 characters canonically confirmed to have had sex
white-haired anime boy moments the game (11 dead, 2 injured)
new main villian(??) ripped out one of his eyes and attatched it to his sword. this let him see into the future.
local 16 year old is actually 28 is actually several thousand years old and entirely unaware due to the neverending layers of amnesia that make up his brain
local boy died at 15 one day before his first birthday
local girl only has a face sometimes when the people around her are niceies to her
local boy's last words to his friend dying in his arms was about ice cream
mickey mouse left a woman trapped in hell for 12 years
goofy was hit in the face with a boulder and died. though to be fair he was in the middle of an active war
local boy was possessed and killed a girl only to then steal her brother as his own
local boy who is a journal who is a computer program
1-2 characters canonically confirmed to have had sex
white-haired anime boy moments the game (11 dead, 2 injured)
new main villian(??) ripped out one of his eyes and attatched it to his sword. this let him see into the future.
My two main fic wips rn can be aptly described as "Luxu's body-napping equivalent of a hangover" and "Brain experiences so many time loops that he forgets how to act like a person and creeps Strelitzia out".
we talk a lot about ohhhh what if my calling is to be the greatest mammoth hunter ever and I'm wasting my talents in the modern era but we never think about what if Thog from 30,000 BCE was the only person ever born who could get a sub-7min Donkey Kong Country any%, and he never got the chance. what about thog
i am so soso so charming please just let me in and i can show you how charming i am please. im so charming but i can only show u if u let me in. please [BANGING ON DOOR] please im so charming i promise [DOORKNOB RATTLING] im a people person youll love my engaging repartee and disarming smile [GLASS BREAKING]
Strelitzia's alarm blares as she blearily blinks her eyes open.
She's met with a view of the window (as always), a clear shot of the skyline. It would've been a beautiful view, had she not already seen it a thousand times over.
Strelitzia groans and shuts the alarm off as she buries her head into her pillow. She doesn't want to get up today, like, she really doesn't. The fluffy sheets of her bed provide a sense of safety and comfort that she's pretty sure can only be found in her room. She doesn't want to get out of bed, she wants to go to sleep and never wake up, never have to set a foot outside of her room again. Because leaving her room meant danger. Because leaving her room meant that he would be waiting, and that he would rush to her like a worried parent and suffocate her with his overbearingness.
Whether she stayed in bed or not didn't make a difference, though. He would eventually come in, worried about her oversleeping. He'd scold her for staying up too late -like he had any right to do that, to act like he cared- and just pick her up out of bed and haul her over his shoulder like a sack of flour into the kitchen (it was some kind of facsimile of a childhood activity, something Strelitzia remembered from when she was a baby, when she was still light enough to be picked up like that by her family).
Strelitzia did not feel like fighting a losing battle that day, so she grit her teeth and hoisted herself out of bed, to her bedroom door, and out of the sanctuary of her room.
She immediately heard the sizzling of a pan over a stove accompanied by a light humming, just like she expected.
Strelitzia dragged herself into the kitchen to see him standing there, faced away from her. Strelitzia stepped on the same creaky floorboard she always did to alert him of her presence (there had been something similar back in their home in Daybreak Town), and he turns to her.
He smiles at her, the expression not quite reaching his empty blue eyes.
"Good morning sleepyhead!" He says, the cadence of his voice sounding a bit off. "I made pancakes!"
You always do, Strelitzia wants to say, but instead she asks "Did you add chocolate chips?" because the thing in front of her was a ticking time-bomb that would threaten to blow at the slightest snide comment.
He smiles, "Of course I did, when have I ever not?"