Jay.
@maroonobserver
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Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways.
&⃝ so many colors I have seen..the menacing greys & pine greens the soft pink & purples of spring and summer blue and many others without you.
Joined February 2022
“Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow. —Khalil Gibran Touch, no imprint. Drink, but no digestion. The mask may change form across the sea of splendor, but the heart remains the same. I will love you all again, every time.
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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ https://t.co/GENw05MNo1 ‘What do you believe love to be?’ A woman asked him. A human at that. And that question has been stuck within his head ever since. A question that is. . unanswerable.
What do you believe love to be?
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"..." '—but you look interesting.' That part stood out. Maybe he should try to take it as a compliment, but it seemed more of a threat to his existence than anything else. ".. It's the tentacle hair, isn't it?" .. overthinking as usual. But he delude himself that easily.
Her green hair tails float ominously, slightly off her shoulders and chest. "I do, unfortunately." Fubuki steps back to give him space, her movements are floaty and graceful. "Sorry if I startled you."
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Tweet didn't send last time so 1. Cool oc. ( When's the inevitable breakdown coming ) 2. You're a chill
🔧Just passed two years being here, and I'm seeing this trending again so... I'll try for it.
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Inhale. Exhale. "..What kind of person starts a conversation like that??" He's not sure whether to feel weirded out or insulted for the reasoning. ..then again. That's probably how most conversations happen, isn't it? Bah. Still weird.
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Walking down the street, he had managed to buy a pizza bagel with what little money he had gathered. It was really one of the few things he always remembers around here. Nothing like that back at home-- or this person, who's sudden appearance caused him to briefly choke.
The brunette spies @maroonobserver from above, hanging on a building by her hair talls. She stops holding on, landing on her feet without so much as a noise or a crater. Fubuki tilts her head, her eyes unblinling. "Sorry for the intrusion, but you look interesting. My name's-
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"Passing through. I don't have any ties here." Maybe that sounded pessimistic. But it was true wasn't it? "Assuming you're from around here— is there any good sight seeing spots or.. tourist attractions?" Might as well. Maps give directions. Not opinions.
The bush barely phases them, but the apology catches their attention. It closes the book, turning their form to scan him before humming softly. " New in town, or just passing through ? "
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can we end this thread pelase
@CurseIncarnated ❝I-if you don't like it then you can leave, mongrel. It's not like I want you here or anything.❞
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"Well, yeah. Mammals–.. nevermind." Clearing his throat. "The more you know, I suppose." And every day it feels like he knows too much.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ﹙ Huffing ◞ pointing at his own horns. ﹚ Look ◞ I’m human and I /still/ have horns. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀
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Pathways intercept— bumping into them and backing away out of instinct. "Sorry, Sorry..." followed by embarrassment, scratching the back of his neck. Another look at his map. On track at least. Need to pay attention to his surroundings a little bit more.
Indulging in reading again, they're walking without a real destination. The book in their hands seems more attention-grabbing than the people around them.
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doing those on a whim or imagining at situation in mind. But this is.. ... Another note for the journal, it seems.
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Did he invent it himself? He doesn't even remember how he learned the skills to perform with it. "..Was I suffering then?" A question to himself with no answer. What does someone need to encounter to come up with stuff like this for combat? Some tricks are new. He remembers--
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..When DID he get this, anyway? Of course, all the most brushes like these are sold for turf wars. But this is obviously custom made, right? He doesn't remember encountering anything like this anywhere in inknadia. Or his brief time in the splatlands (ugh.)
Back in his basement. Tuning his brush once more-- third time this week. .. Sometimes it feels like the brush had outlived him, really.
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-ˏ not a lot just f͟o͟r͟e͟v͟e͟r͟ … 𝓲┈ntertwined , 𝑠𝑒𝑤𝑛 together.
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" ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. "
starry——eyed, daughter of chaos.
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Back in his basement. Tuning his brush once more-- third time this week. .. Sometimes it feels like the brush had outlived him, really.
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"..I'm not a human. For starters." Pointing at his tentacle hair. Not elaborating further. Their statement was already true after all.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Energy———all humans are born with even a sliver of it. If you weren’t born in the Jujutsu World————you probably don’t have such energy flowing through you ◞ or even radiating off you. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀
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"If we're sharing basic information here, then y-- I'm sorry, cursed-what now?"
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Jay? Well———pleased to meet you … I guess. It’s obvious you’re not from here ◞ so where did you come from? Can’t feel any cursed energy from up off ya’. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀
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