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*on a first date with a beautiful woman*: And then after the events of Morrowind the red mountain volcano erupted, representing the destruction of yet another tower. In Oblivion of course the white gold tower was already inactive due to the daedric siege hundreds of years prior but the central framing of the tower in the game reminds you of their importance. In Skyrim though things really start to get interesting! The still active "tower" the throat of the world plays a central role in

#twenty nine year old unemployed loser ;; about #midnight premiere ;; queue

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regensia​:

→ [ to: King ] Okay that’s fine.

→ [ to: King ] I’m fine. My hand is healing up.

→ [ to: King ] Honestly less than fine. I’m sure Ekubo said something. Sorry.

[TEXT] he did, yeah. 👑

[TEXT] you don’t have to be sorry but like. i know this whole thing started because i kept pressing you about it and im sorry about that but me and dimple are j

[TEXT] just worried about you and neither of us know whats up. and we wanna help you, yoshi

[TEXT] you don’t have to do anything you don’t want. but i would really like to talk to you again face to face whenever. if that’s okay. 👑

#regensia #who will stay and fight? ;; ic #an empire at peace ;; x yoshioka (regensia) #Killing Him #midnight premiere ;; queue

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@dynamoprotocol​ sent:  “Well, I guess that’s broken.”

Considering everything else he’s seen just this week - monsters smashing through buildings, villains terrorizing civilians in the streets, his ancient bulky DS getting snapped in half again - him getting startled into dropping a bag containing his new anime statuette and accidentally breaking its head clean off is maybe his own breaking point, tears forming even as he stays stony-faced.

“It’s - y’know - it’s fine. I can just... Get some glue...” A sniff. “Don’t - Don’t worry about it.”

#dynamoprotocol #who will stay and fight? ;; ic #so why am i always by myself? ;; closed starter #midnight premiere ;; queue #👋 !!

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@nitroffense​ sent:  “well, i guess that’s broken.”

Standing there with a hand over his rumbling chest like he’s trying to calm himself down, sweating bullets, looking at the cracked pavement and barely recognizable cars, King doesn’t feel too great about, well, all this. It’s a shame something had to crop up near Nero’s place instead of his own apartment.

“Sorry, Nero. Uh. I’d hope that this stuff would stick to mostly, y’know, M or something, and not... Here...”

#nitroffense #who will stay and fight? ;; ic #so why am i always by myself? ;; closed starter #midnight premiere ;; queue

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@pzfr​ sent:  “you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“Look, dude,” King starts, reaching over but not quite touching the controller in Rex’s hands. “I think a lot of this game’s enjoyment comes out of the surprise of, like, everything. If you knew Ornstein and Smough were going to Mario-and-Luigi you, your reaction would’ve been way weaker. And now you know, right?”

#pzfr #rex has been forced to play dark souls 1 #who will stay and fight? ;; ic #so why am i always by myself? ;; closed starter #midnight premiere ;; queue

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hi. just posting Im Getting Scared Again is silly but thats tru/whats happening. ive also not had a lotta energy recently so sry for being slow. ask-related starters are queued up though :thumbsup:

#someone left me in the dryer! ;; ooc

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more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

“how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

“you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

#a message from the hero association ;; starters #midnight premiere ;; queue #queueing this up to force myself to do more (coughing)

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5mind​:

“An engine? Inside?” Yellow Three dropped their stare. Well, as long as the human wasn’t dying that should be fine right?

The mechanical squadron have had to deal with enough cyborgs to simply accept the idea that maybe King was one too. Aside from that, it’s not that uncommon for a human to have implants for medical reasons. The AI was ruling out the possibility of it being a pacemaker though - didn’t really sound like one.

“What does it do?” The android was now keeping an eye on the area, seemingly on guard. Their tone didn’t sound any less casual though.

“I mean - not like, a literal engine; I’m human, so it’s just...” He can’t just say it’s his heart, can he? It’s not as though he doesn’t trust Five to be normal about it, plus who knows how much knowledge they’ve got about human biology, but it’s embarrassing. And who knows if the truth could slip out from them into the general public? Sorry to Fivemind, but right now King would rather be safe than sorry.

A hand settles over his chest as the King Engine calms down. There’s still his own anxiety to deal with, sure, but he can at least manage to relax enough to make it quiet down. “It’s...” He exhales, jaw setting as he tries to remember what the “official” explanation of the Engine is.

“It starts up whenever I’m in danger. Normally it just, scares people off, I guess. That’s all I really use it for, now. ... Obviously it wouldn’t’ve, like, done anything there, but...”

#5mind #who will stay and fight? ;; ic

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i'm not a hero for approval , i'm a hero because i want to be. ; headcanon based saitama by punk, read the rules before interacting. personals do not interact.

#yippeeeeeeee #P R O ;; promo

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5mind​:

“No problem,” Yellow Three replied.

While King’s reaction was certainly normal for anyone who had just been on the verge of having three heavy pots of foliage and dirt fall upon them in rapid succession, something did strike the AI as odd. This was not exactly what they would expect from a presumably experienced hero.

Ah, no matter, every man and machine was entitled to their own quirks. Speaking of which -

The robot was just staring at King now. The person before them was human right? Then why was he rumbling like that? Was he concealing some sort of machine within him? Was he sick?

“Hey. Is that normal?”

King doesn’t seem to notice Yellow Three staring at him, and if he does, he’s doing his very best to ignore it, brushing himself off and straightening his jacket once they let go of him. He’s fine, he’s normal, another stupid near death experience has been avoided thanks to a friend. Whew.

His head turns only when the question’s asked, frowning. It’s hard to believe Five hasn’t heard the Engine before, but then again, they haven’t hung out too much. Plus they don’t know about him. If only he could’ve kept this secret a little longer.

“Uh, yeah, it’s normal. It’s the... King Engine... Just, something I have. Don’t worry about it. It just kicks in, sometimes.”

#5mind #who will stay and fight? ;; ic #holding king to try n stop it and instead he becomes a shaken up soda can

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lambfated​:

Ah, and now it is The Lamb’s turn to be confused; their expression is almost a mirror image of his own as King begins to explain the predicament that they have found themselves in. An association of heroes, hellbent on hunting down those who they deemed to be monsters? Certainly, The Lamb fit the bill; for even in spite of their incredibly cute appearance, the power held within their adorable form was sure to be cause for concern, should they be found out. And though they were confident that they could take on most anyone who came their way, there still yet remained the fear that this human had inspired in them…perhaps The Lamb has gotten in over their head, in coming here. There is a moment of uncertainty as they continue to stare up at the other, a slight sort of hesitation in their voice before they begin to speak again.

“Ah…we see. So, in coming to these lands, we have chosen poorly…a most unfortunate set of circumstances, given that we have no way of returning home at the moment.”

“In that case, we suppose we truly must thank you; perhaps we will stand a chance at surviving here yet, now that we have your knowledge to guide us forward…”

Maybe he feels a little bad for lying out the facts so plainly in front of a probably pretty young monster, but, well. It’s him or getting ground to a pulp in the future, here. King isn’t going to make doing life-saving favors for things he’s supposed to make a habit, but surely it’s fine here. They’re just... New to this. It would be unfair otherwise.

“I mean, there’s probably plenty of ways to get back underground, but I guess... I dunno where monsters live otherwise...” He mumbles, scratching at his neck as he looks away. Poor sad, dangerous Lamb.

Knees bending and hand out as though he’s about to console them, King very quickly remembers who he’s talking to and gives a slightly shaky thumbs-up instead. “Yeah, just, uh. Be careful, I guess. Not a lot I can do to help out, so... I dunno. Just don’t be out and about too much?”

#lambfated #who will stay and fight? ;; ic

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lambfated​:

Ah, there it is…well, sort of. Though the sound of the Engine has not died down entirely, it’s pace has lessened significantly; while it is not a complete success, The Lamb is more than happy to take any sort of progress at this point. Such an interesting ability that this human seems to possess…to invoke any sort of anxiety in The Lamb certainly takes a strong heart, indeed. Yes, they are sure that they have made the right choice in choosing to accept his apology; for as much as death may have been but a mere inconvenience to The Lamb, they had no desire to test someone who was able to stand so steadfast in their presence. Yes, King certainly seemed to be worthy of their respect…as far as they were aware, at any rate.

“We appreciate it, all the same.”

“We shudder to think of what would happen to our reputation, should the rumor of this incident get loose…”

Oh, but what’s this, now? At the mention of danger, The Lamb once more finds that their curiosity has been piqued; for such a seemingly brave human to warn them of danger…what sort of threat was lurking within these strange lands, exactly? Tilting their head to the side, The Lamb looks up towards King, eyes shining bright with the many questions now swirling about in their mind as they continue to speak.

“Dangerous, you say? We were not aware that we were in any sort of danger…”

“Tell us, if you would be so kind…what sort of peril lurks within these lands? We would be remiss to continue forward, without knowing just what we are getting ourselves into…”

King’s face twists from his usual mask of grimacing stoicism to confusion, maybe some concern as he’s asked what danger there is, like they’re not both staring danger in the face right now. Then again, if they’re young - and they are small, cute, and looking up at him with big ol’ eyes that King’s struggling not to wince at - then who knows, maybe they don’t get why the surface is dangerous? For monsters? It would explain them not just running away at the sight of him or sound of the Engine too, though he’s less pleased about that.

“Well, uh. There’s... I mean, for you, there’s heroes. The Hero Association as a whole. Most people don’t like... Just seeing monsters... And might call in about you whether you’re, y’know. Causing trouble or not. So. There’s that to worry about.”

A beat, and King’s hands wave as if to try and dispel any worry. “Not that I’m going to do that. I just said I’d leave this all alone and try to forget, so. You being around at all is safe with me. Just be careful running into anyone else, I guess.” Or sleeping in public again.

#nw again!! they got a lot to bleat abt #who will stay and fight? ;; ic #lambfated

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lambfated​:

How curious…it would seem as if that strange sound had grown ever-more present than before, even in spite of their attempt to diffuse the situation…truly, this human is one that they have no desire to trifle with, now. Still, The Lamb remains steadfast in their stance, matching his resolute energy with an equally unreadable expression as they continue to speak.

“Think nothing of it; we would be more than happy to let bygones be bygones, should you offer the same to us.”

“It was an…innocent mistake, on both of our parts. Nothing more, nothing less. Our…apologies, that you had to bear witness to such an undignified display, all the same.”

With that, The Lamb offers King a gracious bow, a rare gesture of respect that they hope does not go unnoticed by the other. Perhaps with a little bit of luck, that would be enough to appease the dreadful rumbling that continued to reverberate throughout the area…and perhaps, The Lamb would be given the opportunity to question him further, in turn.

“Yeah, no problem. I can do that.” It’s not like there’s a real issue besides King accidentally being rude, right? And the fact a monster’s above ground and talking to him without being frightened off at all, but the less he thinks about that, the better for both of them. 

And now they’re apologizing. While he would really prefer that they both just turned tail and walked away, this is still better than them going for his ankles, so... King swallows, gives his own stiff, slight bow at the waist back. While the Engine doesn’t die completely, its temporary louder rumbling does return to its usual anxious pace. It’s a start. “I mean. You can - I’m not stopping you from sleeping where you want, I guess. Do whatever. It’s just... Dangerous... Considering, y’know...”

#lambfated #who will stay and fight? ;; ic

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im also reading opm obviously but im like handcuffed to this series. im being forced to look at it

#im a jerk bc if kings not in a chapter my eyes glaze over a bit and if saitamas not in it i just look away #someone left me in the dryer! ;; ooc

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◈   TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!

favourite colour(s): red orange yellow pink C:

favourite flavour(s): sour n sweet......i have a v big sweet tooth

favourite genre(s): uhhhh. slice of life ig. comedy. adventure. creature capture

favourite music: recently it’s been a lot of modern rock n pop. i manage to be sorta varied usually but still real boring

favourite movie: robots (2005).

favourite series: pokemon, digimon, mp100, tf2. probably others i dont remember rn

last song: pick & choose by stepdad! again ive been listenin to a lotta pop recently and like 50% of its been stepdad

last series: mob psycho 100 as well

last movie: puss in boots: the last wish :) i watched it w friends on discord

currently reading: witch hat atelier + dungeon meshi

currently watching: im supposed to keep watching jjba stone ocean + the new golden kamuy season w a bud but. agh

currently working on: preparing for dnd later today + doing replies + figuring out wtf to post on serizawa. brain empty

tagged by: @lambfated :) ty tagging: @mechahero @regensia . idk nine people. You

#someone left me in the dryer! ;; ooc

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@5mind​ | continued from here!

In defense of King and the noise he makes upon being both yelled at and suddenly pulled to the side, anyone would probably let out a little undignified yelp in response to all that. The cold of Yellow Three’s hand on top of everything else didn’t help either.

His head turns just in time to watch the plants fall where he was just standing, the Engine immediately kicking into a low, panicked rumble at just the thought of him dying in such a stupid, cartoonish way. Thank goodness for Five - Three, rather, whatever. Looking over at them, obviously scared beyond his heart pounding away, King’s hand reaches over to shakily pat at theirs.

“Th... Thanks, Three. Pretty fast on the draw, there.” God, please let that be a rat. He really can’t handle a monster popping out right this second.

#5mind #who will stay and fight? ;; ic #the art of Piano Lifting alive n well in whatever city.......