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3 yrs ago
Secured myself two interviews next week and waiting on the outcome of a third, feeling good today πŸ’•
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4 yrs ago
I think there are far more important things to worry about than people calling their characters "muses".
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5 yrs ago
Imagine how sad your life must be to flex on some nerds online.
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7 yrs ago
nuke the status bar
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7 yrs ago
I passed my exams!
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a e w i n
also known as the weirdo that fangirls a lot
β€’ annie β€’ 26 β€’ united kingdom β€’

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@Spriggs27 Tubad Krista won't give puns a rest.

edit: okay I'll stop before I end up having to reuse puns when it comes to IC XD
Let the puns begin.

Interacts with @Katakon

Nope, this most certainly had to be a dream! This was way too dark to be a simple prank, not to mention expensive to run. Seriously, in what world does a two-toned teddy bear force sixteen human adults to kill each other to leave? What was this, a video game? When the carnage sisters guided Krista to her own room, which seemed to be right opposite the Infinite Knight's room, Krista made doubly sure that the door remained lock behind her before she explored her room.

Krista wasn't a patient at Axis Mundi, so she wasn't surprised to see that her room was pretty plain. The only things that were in her room were the things she remembered leaving in Herman's room whenever she would visitβ€” an old blanket, a few books for Herman to read, some scented candles and a record player, with a neat stack of CDs beside it on top of a small desk close to the hospital bed. Krista was glad to see that she still had Mozart, Beethoven, and Wagner to put her to sleep. Hell, there was even a cute violin stand in the corner of the room for her to use! She was sure that the stand wasn't her own, but she appreciated the thing nonetheless.

On top of the hospital bed was a gift she didn't recognise. Approaching it, Krista realised it was the gift Monokuma was talking about in Theatre Therapy. A Braille Othello board game. Krista didn't find Othello all too interesting, so she supposed that it would just collect dust in the corner of the room. As much as she would love to give the gift to someone who would appreciate it, she didn't want to imply she was going to kill them. Dream or not, Krista wasn't going to be that stupid.

Krista placed the board game, along with the pieces, on top of the desk beside her record player, forgetting about it immediately after and going right to sleep.

And when Krista woke up that following morning? It took all her willpower to not curse the bear and dolls' existence. She had woken up in her room, alright, but it meant that this nightmare was still not over with. Did that mean she really was stuck here, and this was not just in her imagination? Her stomach twisted in anxiety as she thought about her brother again. Was he alright? Did Monokuma do anything to hurt him? Krista slid out of her bed, her hands shaking as her mind raced with unpleasant thoughts.

Coffee. She needed it if she was going to have to actually deal with this shitstorm of a nightmare. Though she vowed to never touch hospital coffee again, she believed that this wasn't really Axis Mundi so it didn't really matter so much. With her E-handbook carefully placed in the pocket of her dress, and her violin carefully tucked into its case and securely strapped to her back, Krista left her room in search of a warm drink. Right outside her room was Shona, a man holding beads (she didn't question it, to each their own), and a blonde man holding a swordβ€” she could only hope that the thing wasn't sharpened.

After a little "exploration" of the first floorβ€” no, she was not already lostβ€” Krista found the break room. Inside was occupied by only one person, surprisingly enough. She stifled a laugh, watching from the doorway as the giant devoured his sandwich like a starved man. Taking one step inside, she spoke out loud to him. "I have the weirdest tromboner right now."

Yes, she had to make that joke. She saw the opportunity, and she took it.

IN A BRITISH THEMED CAFE, MAKING HER WAY OUT.
"F-for now, I s-suppose i-it shall do." Lucia wasn't very picky, she wasn't sure whether she would end up finding another cafe that would remind her of her home if she ever felt homesick. Sure, the tea could do with some work, but she wasn't one to complain. Lucia pulled her suitcase close to her body, taking another look at the directions Conrad had written out for her. She flashed another grateful smile towards her companion, before taking a step back. If Lucia had taken a step back a moment earlier, she would have most certainly crashed into a running woman dressed in blue running into the cafe.

For a moment, Lucia was distracted by the sudden... loudness. Still rooted in her spot, she couldn't help but listen to an excitable young lady get teased mercilessly by the man that seemed to manage the cafe. Whatever- or whoever 'The Methuselah of Paris' was, they seemed very important. The name didn't seem to ring a bell in Lucia's mind, but she was never one to be much aware of anything that happened around her.

Lucia blinked, before realizing she was rudely eavesdropping on a conversation she wasn't a part of- even though said conversation was... very loud. The other patrons didn't seem to mind, but Lucia started to feel uncomfortable, feeling as if she had just been caught. "I-I suppose I-I'll be taking my leave. T-thank you again, Mr. Richter, and I h-hope you have a n-nice day."

And with that, Lucia took her leave, making her way back to the airport with the hope she wouldn't get lost once again...
@Aewin@Brithwyr

Monkuma file #1

Victim: Caora Uan Artzain

Cause of death: Eaten by Krista in an attempt to find out if he was actually made out of curry.


This may happen...
...

I mean what.
<Snipped quote by Brithwyr>

Too bad, you're curry now.


Don't you mean....

HE'S CURRY NOW NO QUESTIONS!


Anyone can respond to her questions at the beginning, they weren't specifically to anyone, but she introduced herself to @Mateotis's character at the end there

Complaining about coffee was one thing, but to see a large gathering of Infinite in a single floor was another. If Krista hadn't been feeling so insulted by the two-toned teddy bear, she would've attempted to pay a little more attention to the names and their matching faces. She knew of a few β€” Mary Hanson, mainly. It was easy to recognize her, even from this distance. Krista would eagerly watched her stream after a particularly long day, enjoying what content she had to offer like any other fan.

"Are we the only ones here?" For a moment she felt concern fill her. What if this wasn't her brother playing some stupid prank β€” there was no way he would be able to orchestrate something as big as this from his hospital bed. Something was surely wrong, and some of the faces of the other Infinites around her made her feel like something was really wrong. "We're not in Axis Mundi anymore, are we?" The halls looked the same; everything looked the same but nothing felt right.

Krista's hands reached up for the strap that held her violin case against her back, a comforting weight in an otherwise uncomfortable situation. There was tension in the air towards one end of the hall, and she could only pick out the strange sound of a recorder being replayed and rewinded in the distance, as well as a recognizable voice introducing herself as MaryPieβ€”

Ohmygoditsactuallyher!

'Maybe I can go introduce myself to heβ€”'

Nope. She's already gone.

Then there was the guy that snapped, looking pale and as if he's lost a little too much blood during his lifetime β€” wait, that rung a bell from earlier. The blood giver? That was an Infinite talent; and not some rude remark? She didn't know whether to be a little surprised or just confused. It was then they were joined by even more peopleβ€”

Seriously how many people are there!?

The way the grey haired man introduced himself was a strange one. With a poem so great, it was no wonder he was the Infinite Poet. While she couldn't remember the name, she could recall Trashykuma mocking him through a poem. Impressed, Krista stepped forward, her left hand clutching the case strap tightly and the other outstretched in front of her.

"It's nice to meet you! I'm Krista MΓΌller!" Krista gave him her signature lopsided grin. There was no point worrying too much, surely there is absolutely nothing to worry about.
Krista post coming up shortly.

Then, sweet bed time.
@Mateotis Krista hasn't exactly joined anyone yet, as of my last post (but thanks for making this so it's easier for me to decide where she should go lol)

But last I was aware, Caora was shaking hands with Daimyon and Cyrus and Mary found him and glomped him.

Think the rest is right though, but feel free to correct me!
With Uni starting from tomorrow onwards, I might be a little harder to catch on this, but I'll try to keep logging in so I don't miss anything important. I'm going to try and get a Lucia post up tomorrow after my lectures tomorrow, @Shoryu Magami.
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