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SO, YOU WANT TO JOIN THE STORYLINE, BUT YOUR SENTIENT FLESH PRISON HAS BEEN FOOLISH ENOUGH TO NOT READ THE CARRD. YOU ARE A DISGRACE. I FUCKING HATE YOU. LOOK IT LITERALLY SAYS IN MY NAME. GO READ THE FUCKING CARRD OR PT2 WILL GET REAL MESSY.
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+ that are his thoughts . He's cold and in general will break down if someone will provide him genuine care that'll slowly build up .
I like him a lot because of that . Exploring a troubled mans mind is such a good way to write a narrative .
I like to portray Oni as someone who is mentally very troubled in a sense that it directly benefits him with his job, but absolutely wrecks him personally .
He's a perfectionist by nature, trying his best to save everyone and if he tries to rest, he's haunted by the demons +
|| To those participating in #𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐌 and #AMO#AMOUR:
I'm here to announce that the scavenger hunt event is now underway for those participating/wishing to participate.
Work together with your partner to adventure across the Promised Land in search of Materia.
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For those still unsure about the guidelines, the event, and materia itself, please direct yourself to the carrd shared below and have fun:
https://t.co/QOJJ5fNo5m
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The body was most likely unconscious from the excessive amounts of pain that he must've suffered through from the force of strike by the attacker . Body was covered in bandages, even a form of a symbol resembling a gang kanji of some sorts . This was a criminal .
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But alas, a cold breeze akin to one from the winters night would blow right onto the back of the young Hero . And thus, those very lights that brought him here, would 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 .⠀
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⠀⠀`` 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 . ``
A mechanical, menacing voice —
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. . would reveal itself .
A person, seemingly barely clinging onto his life as air barely escaped his asophagus, laying there, smashed right within the concrete wall that was at least a meter deep, and 3 meters tall .
⠀⠀Just what happened here . . ?
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The sight was nothing short of worrying . There was no visible light whatsoever, a complete, pitch-darkness . Although . . Just at the edge of the alleyway, a surface was visible that resembled stylized leather . A shoe .
And if given enough look, the sight . .
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this person be ?
a feather light weight his sole reached its flooring , arriving at the scenery , emerald globes landed towards the unknown physique.
「 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐞 . . 」〝 who are you ? 〞