Kyon [きょん]

“Everyday I hang out with an alien, a time traveler, and an Esper and I’m still as sane and objective as ever. That normal enough for you?”

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

•Restarting account

•Multiverse

•Whatever RP floats your boat

•Like for a starter, you get the drill

#OpenRp

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

//God I need to get back my muse.

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//Okay, What the hell?! I don’t know who the hell got in here and posted that last tweet but my apologies anyways!

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// I’m not in any way surprised. I oughta do that sometime. I could always do with more followers. https://t.co/gZC54CxBMV

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// Here I was, believing I was some sort of higher power for getting 12 followers in a day...guess not. https://t.co/ykBqWHgmIF

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//One reply a day? Geez. I really have to stop getting to into these replies...

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@CharyOptimist --monologue, the interaction between our two protagonists sprung from the simple tapping of the other’s shoulder and a,

"Heya."

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@CharyOptimist --geniuses made it all possible. Common folk like us are best off living an ordinary life.] And so, ending his in-head--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist -- those imaginings into reality. We ordinary mortals who aren't said genius' should just live our lives fully. In other words,--

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@CharyOptimist --were made. But, those things were created by people who possessed special talents. Only a genius can convert--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist --civilization. Someone wanted to fly so they invented airplanes. Someone wanted to travel easily so automobiles and trains--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist --Biology, Astrology, Pyroballogy, and the studiers of those sorts. They will try to invent or discover something to advance--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist --[Judging from the results, humans are usually content with their current states. Those who aren’t, however, are geniuses.--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist --a round-trip from Earth to Alpha Centauri, but I guess they must have their own reasons. Wouldn’t harm me to join, hopefully..."--

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@CharyOptimist --bunch of occult weirdos.

"Stargazers probably. They must be geniuses. Can’t see the appeal. I'll be long dead before humans can book--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist --the group of watchers who were always on top of said events. From his standpoint however, they probably just looked like a--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist --sorta explanation as to why, nor did he know about any astrological events occurring the same night. Walking, he did spot--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist --That said, it was midnight when one of our protagonists would be found on a little downtown stroll. He didn’t really have any--

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

@CharyOptimist The night bore a chilly atmosphere, nothing hot, but nothing too extreme. Just in that median of 'perfect temperature'.--

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//Ugh, real sorry I didn’t get to everyone in terms of replies. But I am exhausted and really don’t want to put out anything half-assed. :(

[Kyon [きょん] @TheSaneNarrator]

"Oh brother... With this writer of some sorta higher power back into the swing of things, I'm not ever going to get a break, am I?"