โ: It's been a good 12 years of rp on Twitter. But I think I'm finally done. The muse just isn't there anymore. Maybe it'll come back one day, but eh. . .might be time to accept and tap out.
Redditor chooses to be alone and is upset they are alone. They choose to lash out at their friends that take the time to point this out to them. This poster is in their 30s and living like they are in their early 20s. Their anger is that everyone else chose to grow up.
"Nnngh. . ."
With a looooong stretch, Madara sits up from his desk before rubbing his knuckles into his other hand's palm.
"Well, I'm at least 30% caught up on my paperwork. . .tiem for some Field Exercise!"
"I never give up on anything! I will always give my all!"
๐ก๏ธSerious/Crack
๐ก๏ธMultiship w/ chem, bi
๐ก๏ธAll art is official, edits are mine/will be sourced
๐ก๏ธSFW on TL, NSFW earned in DMs
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Standing up, Madara rubbed his chin with his thumb while cracking a broad grin.
"Okita, Charlemagne, Caesar, those three would be good initial choices."
โThatโs a good idea.โ
*Theyโd be less overworked, and covering ground would be easier*
โStrong sense of justiceโฆ those types tend toโฆ show up among Sabersโฆ I think? Well. If youโveโฆ thought that far aheadโฆ you must haveโฆ someone in mind. Do you?โ
With a heavy sigh, he allowed his limbs to re-heal back into a single pair before rolling down his sleeves.
"You're right. . .Say, I have an idea. What if, we hired certain Servants for the Security Division? Ones woth a strong sense of justice?"
โHmph. Probablyโฆ annoyed whoeverโฆ was in chargeโฆ into allowing it.โ
*He holds Madaraโs arms, inscribing healing runes onto them to undo the damage and mend them back together*
โYouโve been at itโฆ for six hours. Thatโs enough for nowโฆโ
With no other options available, risk it all and come out on top. If it's to protect what you love, how could you ever lose?
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Six hours later, and after a much needed meal, nap, and ripping his arms I'm half long ways in order to have four arms to speed up the work, he's in need of a nap.
"Malark, how in the world did Nobunaga again access to the armory. . .H A A A A A A H."
*For his part, Malark calmly, quietly fills out as many forms as he can to take them off Madaraโs shoulders*
โI treated this oneโs woundsโฆ I fixed the wall hereโฆโ
*And along the way, he does little things to comfort Madara, like patting his back or bringing in food and water*
Fifteen minutes later, only ten reports in.
"JUST HOW MANY TIMES HAS SOMEONE THROWN THE GACHA MACHINE?!?!?!"
Poor Madara, so much tomfoolery. .. he really does need Malark for emotional support.
โShhh, shhhโฆ there, there.โ
*He gently rubs circles into the back of his wailing Masterโs head*
โIโve done what I canโฆ to control the damage. And nowโฆ Iโll do what I canโฆ to help you throughโฆ the paperwork.โ
*Truly, he may as well be the mother of Madaraโs retinue*
Practically hugging Malark with enough force to kill a human, he bawled into his Servant's garb.
"WHY CAN'T THEY ALL BE NORMAL AND NOT TRY TO KILL EACH OTHER ALL THE TIME UWAAAAAHโ"
Staring up at the enormous pile of incident reports, Madara couldn't help but look defeated.
"I should've known using all of my vacation days at once was a bad move. . ."
โ: Man the hoe bots are really bad on this account. I'll probably be more on Jimmu till I finish cleaning this one up.
That said, since I'm doing dimension hopping shenanigans with that guy, I might lean heavily on that #mvrp tag and think up a few nasu-verse storylines.
โ: ngl, if my new oc, the LRT, @OnmyouAgent flops, I'm probably just gonna Revamp Madara here with that fc, because I spent way to many hours making assets for him just to flop, on God.๐ญ