#ourthrxne

[nabigeshonidol]

“Again!”

Rise yelled to herself as she stared down at the training dummy, a staff in her hand. Sitting still and thinking about things was never her thing. She knew that if she stayed in her room her thoughts would wander and start deviling into the realm of “what ifs” and “it could have been”. So here she was with a bow staff in hand viciously beating the dummy through sets of moves she learned back in her own world.

While she personally didn’t get to attack the Shadow due to being under the spell so tightly, she still had that pent up anger and disgust at the Shadow and herself that needed to get released. Which is why she’s going so hard at the poor training dummy.

“Aghhhh!”

She cried out as she finished the final strike of this set, breathing heavily. It’s quite clear that she’s been here for at least a few hours by the sweat on her shirt and the one and a half empty water bottles set off to the side.

@ourthrxne​

#ourthrxne #v; shadows of the final day #ლ We were pushed to hell and back before now it is time to go again «Group Verse 1» ლ

[appleyjuiceboy]

@ourthrxne​ said: While Michael is watching and waiting for information on what he could do, he noticed Maruki…about to punch. Oh no. He comes a half skeletal pig monster running at full speed to tackle Maruki into the ground. “No! Bad! At least use a weapon!”

Maruki was about to rush towards the shields with nothing but his fists and the pure anger he felt at the moment... only to be tackled to the ground by something way stronger than he was at the moment. Needless to say, this didn’t help his anger at all. 

“LET ME GO! I’M GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM!” 

#v; shadows of the final day #ourthrxne

[edgyearring]

@ourthrxne

Upon sharing his various ideas for team attacks in the chat, things had gone well! Heck he was pretty happy to be of help even if he hadn’t gotten to do any fighting yet.

And now he was going to test out one of the ideas with Michael! A nice boy, although he sort of forgot to ask what he looked like... luckily there’s not too many people in their meeting place.

“Heya!” He waves and offers a smile. “Are you Michael? I’m Naoya, or uh EarringBoy. We were gonna practice enchanting weapons with personas spells, yeah?”

#ourthrxne #v; sotfd #(SORRY IM SLOW BUT HANDS U THIS)

[wasdiamond]

@ourthrxne​​ said: “Do you truly think so little of me?” (Spinel)

❛ Oh, Spinel, no! I know it doesn't mean much after all those years in the garden but... I never intended to leave you there. ❜

#ourthrxne #* ♢ › ❛ peace & love on the planet earth ! —— [ v3. ]

[revolver-jesus]

@ourthrxne​ said: ⋰⋰   ❝It might’ve taken the currently human Michael a bit to figure out who was behind the hypnos name, but this guy certainly looked like what he’d expect of someone he labled as a death worshiper. (Yes, he had eventually asked around to make sure he found the right guy, too.)“Villain speech aside, Hypnos-“ yeah, you’re probably stuck with him using the username IRL. “-I think I get what you were trying to do now. It’s the same thing that’s been frustrating me, seeing a lack of fighting spirit. I kind of wish I could’ve gotten away with that, haha…” god knows Michael had his opinions and the only reason he hadn’t been more blunt, filterless, and aggressive (if not mean) was because…well, he wanted attention and was told to censor himself. ❞

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧    And he did not fail to live up to his chat identity, did he? With his appearance like a living skeleton, tall and pallid, a tattoo sleeve on each arm, and- of course- his supposed resemblance to a certain religious figure, even in his gaunt and unshaven face...

The strange man appeared to be lost in thought, severely at that, with his eyes shut and brow knitted, perched atop something distinctly not a chair as he sat in the night air. He may have been praying, he may have been attempting to meditate... but he was certainly brought back to attention by the sound of a voice saying a familiar name. One clearly talking about that... statement he wrote.    

 ❝ Is that so..? ❞  His frigid voice responds as he turns to them, a slight smirk raising.   ❝ Let me guess- you’re... Michael. ❞  Yes, that was the name of the child he only so recently dismissed as an infantile distraction, and only just now practically agreed with... How absurd they would come to him now so willingly as if to empathize. People, no matter their world... they never cease to surprise him. He scoffs a laugh.     ❝ Yes, worry not, I have no good graces left to save with them... They may crucify me if they wish but I am not afraid to upset them.  Don’t mistake me for trying to ‘cheer them up’, I was merely... ❞    Yes, what... was he doing, exactly?    ❝ ... Losing my patience. ❞  He narrows his eyes as he scowls, glancing upwards towards the moon as he near mutters something.   ❝ These versions of them... they never would have been able to outmatch me in this state. ❞

#✯ ✧ ✧ ask. ☾ ✞ ☽ #✯ ✧ ✧ i.c. ☾ ✞ ☽ #✯ ✧ ✧ verse ⋰ SOTFD / Group verse! ☾ ✞ ☽ #ourthrxne

[recklessinventor]

SOTFD Starter for @ourthrxne​

“Ah, Michael-san! I brought your ramen. I-It still should be warm, so it’ll be fine just to eat takeaway- I th-think.”

Jeff hands the styrofoam container to his teammate with a small smile, just toothy enough to show the small gap in his teeth. He felt a little awkward seeing Michael again after it seemed like he got upset, after Jeff had brought up the name of his persona.

He’d honestly forgotten that Michael was not from their world, and thus didn’t know where personas got their likenesses from... Maybe Jeff could offer to show Michael his.

“And I’m- I’m sorry about earlier, in the chat. I promise it wasn’t at all my intention to make you feel left out, or that I was trying to sound smarter...”

#ourthrxne #[HERE WE GO LORE TIME] #𝔹𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 ℝ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥 ℍ𝕚𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕤 [ RP ] #𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕀: 𝔻𝕠𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕦! [ PERSONA VERSE ]

[jesterofinaba]

“ ☕ “ (Michael please?)

Send me “ ☕ “ for my muse to drink tea uniquely flavored after your muse, and I’ll tell you what my muse tastes! - No Longer Accepting

in addition, i may also add how much it would heal my muse depending on their relationship with yours!

Kasmiri chai. It's a ruddy mauve color, one that almost looks sickly in the right light. It could be appetizing to the right person, but Adachi wasn't fond of the idea of a tea with salt and baking soda.

After a sip, he coughs a little. Much too salty. And it felt like someone had tried to add spices, or maybe roasted the tea leaves when the should have. Kashmiri shouldn't be that spicy, and it didn't go well with the salt.

In short, disgusting. Adachi dumped the rest of the tea in the sink.

[+15 HP, DEF UP]

#ourthrxne #SOTFD [Group Verse] #[granted since adachi doesn't... know michael personally it's gonna lean negative] #[besides he thinks michael's too happy aljgdlsjs] #𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 [ ASK ]

[shadowsofthefinaldayrp]

MICHAEL VS. RYOJI

“ In our next match, we have the excitin' match up of death and the death-defyin’... On one hand, the blue-eyed harbinger of deadly charm, Ryoji! On the other... Michael, the undyin', hot lava hell-hog!   Show us what ya can do ! ”

Ready?   FIGHT!

@ourthrxne​

#;; battle introductions #;; Labrys' Arena #ourthrxne #summonarcana

[monachuscaligo]

@ourthrxne asked “Maybe we should leave the chat alone for once and uh… I dunno, do something else?” Michael is right there with you in terms of pained, Caligx.

There were many things about this world that Caligx found herself in that made no sense. However, the growing headache caused by hearing the words only used by certain races and within Goldshire's inn was a strong indication of what was going on. A pained look remained on the Elf's face as she actively debated on coving her ears to save her limited sanity left. The conversation was so bad that she was actively debating if serving N'zoth would be less damaging to her sanity.

"I wholeheartedly agree with this plan."

#ourthrxne #v; shadows of the final day

[whimsicaldreemurr]

(Asriel) “You don’t have to do this.”

Send my muse ❝ you don’t have to do this ❞ and see what their reaction is.

* The ground beneath them is iced over. Their soul, projected from their locket, is cracked, slightly off-color - as if barely held together, formerly shattered. Pieced back together, bit by bit, over so many years, and now used for battle in spite of its fragile state. Why did they carry on? They weren’t even sure anymore.

* They only knew that seeing h̨̢͕̯͖͖̮͙̖͈̥͑́͑̾i̟̫͉̺͓͔̺ͧ͝m̘͔̜͖͋̂ͧ̉͌ infuriated them, in as far as they could feel infuriated. Reminded them of the years of isolation. They could’ve been together - maybe another Asriel? Maybe this one? It didn’t matter. They saw him, any version of him, and they remembered no matter how hard they tried to forget the betrayal, the loneliness, the whispers of people who were still alive, in that place between life and death. Waiting.

* They grip the knife in their hand tighter. They grip their locket with their other. They let out a breath, just one, and the edges of the circle of ice that has formed around them abruptly jut out into icicles that dare him to come near.

* “I don’t, do I?” Their voice is not exactly questioning, but thoughtful. Whatever ending this world or any other achieved, however their dearest brother turned out, none of it mattered, did it? 

* It didn’t change how they felt.

* “But I am,” they muttered, as if steeling themself for the task, before more icicles emerged from their growing barrier to launch themselves at him.

#ourthrxne #muse // Locke #error ///////// #data pending // unknown verse #from the void // asks #((nobody: #((locke at almost 4:30am: FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT #planning ahead // queue

[appleyjuiceboy]

@ourthrxne​ said:  “Welcome back to the battle!” Michael gets off, now satisfied that Maruki calmed. He attempts to give a reassuring pat to him. “What’s the plan, now that ya got a clear head?” Either he’s trying to help Maruki feel better, or Michael plain didn’t notice how he’s feeling.

Either way, he seems very satisfied in himself for preventing a worse situation for someone.

Maruki is quiet for a few seconds, before placing his mask back on and picking up his staff. Ah, he’s never felt that angry before in his life... it was almost surreal, if he was being honest. 

“Thank you for holding me back... the last thing I want is to make things harder for everyone. As for a plan... it seems like we’ll be fighting multiple more enemies, so we’re going to want to conserve stamina and try not to push ourselves too far.” 

#v; shadows of the final day #ourthrxne

[edgyearring]

@ourthrxne

“Hey, Michael!” Naoya waves at the boy and gives a friendly grin. “I was thinking of going out to a nearby lake for a little mini camping and fishing sort of thing. You wanna come? It’ll be fun!”

#ourthrxne #v; sotfd #(CAMPING TRIP TIME. also if u wanna drag kazuya or any of ur other muses along feel free gfdhgfh)

[weaselsmuses-aa]

@ourthrxne​ liked for a starter with Kyanite

Kyanite had actually had a pretty busy day for once, She’d been out with a couple of friends, and now she was in Empire city at a coffee shop where she was signing copies of her album. It was her first album though, since the second one was currently a work in progress.  The event itself was almost over, and she’d wandered over to the bakery side of the shop for a break to satisfy her sweet tooth.

                     What caught her off guard was when she turned and saw the familiar gem walk over to the table. She hadn’t seen her in at least...well...over six months actually.

          Walking over to the table with a brownie wrapped in a napkin she glances over at the other with a quirked brow. 

                                   “ Well well...I didn’t expect you to show up today.”

#ic #(Beautiful Nightmare);Kyanite #ourthrxne #feel free to send in an ask for the other muse you wanted her to interact with! we can start one for them as well :v

[revolver-jesus]

@ourthrxne​ said: ⋰⋰   ❝ After all that happened in the chat that day, Michael felt rather bad about Takaya getting shut down so quickly. It seemed like he had more to say on the reality warping topic.”Hypnos?” Just like before, Michael- in his human form- sought out Takaya. He rubbed the back of his neck, taking a moment to calm his nerves. “Hey, um. The other day in chat… That was unfair. Ya getting cut off and shut down like that.” If understandable since…it’d been dragged for a bit by that point. “I might not be in a position to really…do anything, but I’m curious about what else ya wanted to say.” ❞

✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧   ❝ ...?  ❞   For a moment that was all Takaya did, stop his maintenance on his gun and look at them with a pursed brow and a quirk of his head as they spoke.  After a pause between them, he scoffs a laugh, a hand raised flat to dissuade their concerns.    ❝  My irritation does not mean my feelings were hurt... I’m... surprised it even worried you, Michael. I am no hypocrite, I am not owed kindness. ❞  He bluntly states, with almost a twinge of humor, no sign of sadness or insincerity. If anything, he says it as though it should be obvious- expected.

❝ Ohh... there was something about dealing with problems as they happen, accounting for every variable, perhaps do what is needed through Kirijo’s nursing staff to maintain his wellbeing as well as our own until the liars have enough evidence he’s a threat--  What I would have said~  ...makes little difference now, surely. And, frankly, would it have made a difference then?  ❞  He shrugs a hand with a slight laugh, speaking as he returns to his revolver barrels.     ❝ After all, the good doctor, he’s... recovering it would seem, isn’t he? Yes, how fortunate for them all... Now there’s no difficult decisions left to make, nothing too upsetting or stressful that needs dealing with, things will tend to themselves...  ❞     A sardonic glance upwards is given to Michael, though perhaps it was more at everyone in general.. ❝ And most importantly... ❞    It’s bullets reloaded, the barrel is abruptly clicked shut. His sarcasm suddenly ends with a cold expression, but not looking at them. Perhaps just at himself.  ❝ I must nip in the bud this behavior of acting as though you are all my responsibility. It’s a force of habit... from a long time ago. ❞  He almost repentantly admits, but any emotion is pushed aside, as always.     ❝ But habits can be broken.  ❞ 

#✯ ✧ ✧ ask. ☾ ✞ ☽ #ourthrxne #✯ ✧ ✧ i.c. ☾ ✞ ☽ #✯ ✧ ✧ verse ⋰ SOTFD / Group verse! ☾ ✞ ☽

[jesterofinaba]

Immediately, Adachi’s laughters freezes at the threat.

Huh? Laughing? Who’s laughing?

Adachi is stone faced with his characteristic confused little pout. Takes a sit on the ground criss-cross and puts his hands in his lap.

Picture of innocence.

“Heard loud and clear, Doc, old... buddy?”

@appleyjuiceboy​​ @ourthrxne​

#[I'M DEAD ALGJLSJSD] #SOTFD [Group Verse] #appleyjuiceboy #ourthrxne #𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘? 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐? [ DASH COMM. ]

[petalsxfallen]

(Steven, for a villain verse please?) "Why are you doing this?"

“Isn’t it obvious? For revenge. Pink may be gone now but her friends are gonna pay the price. Someone has to pay for what happened to me.”

#ourthrxne