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5 yrs ago
Current Hi I don't know how to RP anymore don't expect anything from me (=w=)/
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5 yrs ago
Been busy with exam coming up and finding writing motivation, I'll get to them eventually lmao
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5 yrs ago
"Are you team Emet-Selch or team G'raha Tia?" Me: Why not both?
5 yrs ago
FFXIV best current mmorpg change my mind
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7 yrs ago
Lmao but I'd rather date a cute nerdy nice guy over a jock asshole any day so that nice guy not getting girls comment is indeed invalid.
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★Former Roleplayer Guild member, Tsukuyomi
★Open minded in terms of roleplay genres and styles but prefers multi paragraph with groups and avoids smut in general
★Generally friendly to anyone but shy, will appreciate people to start interaction first ^^

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Collab Post with itano123
Sadaomi Beach || Aug 1


Approaching the rest who had changed into their swim wear ahead of her, Shizuka arrived just in time to witness the unfortunate scene. From the distance, she swore the upperclassman's gaze wandered towards her direction before tripping and into the sand. Typically, the teen was well adjusted to the feeling of being looked at, due to her experience as a cosplayer, but... A slight blush tainted Shizuka's pale cheeks as she suddenly became conscious of the fact that her senpai stared at her in a bikini.

While the members of the group engaged on their own conversations, Rui and Kazuki suddenly came back with a bunch of different water guns. Impressed at how prepared for the beach they were, Shizuka applauded before being told that there was going to be an all out water gun war. Reminiscing a particular cosplay photoshoot involving a shooter game character, the maiden enthusiastically picked up a sniper type water gun. Dramatically whipping the tropical skirt (which covered her lower swim piece) away onto the ground, Shizuka struck a very in-character pose, "Let's get this started!"



After such an exciting event, it was no wonder most of the people who had participated realized their hunger as soon as the excitement died down. With a feeling of accomplishment at how she was able to shoot at people caught off guard from a long distance, Shizuka smiled to herself as she joined the rest of the group for lunch. Fetching the bag that had contained the sandwiches consumed from the train trip earlier in the day, the teen brought out another bunch of boxes containing a set of rice balls.

"Um, if anyone would like rice balls, I-I brought these for everyone to share! There's salmon, plum, bonito flakes, and gomoku rice flavors." Glancing over at Matt slightly, the underclassman noticed he didn't bring much of a luggage presumably due to the rush to catch the train this morning. "Wo-Would you... want some, Ha-Harvester-senpai?", Shizuka hesitantly asked.

“oh, u-uh yea sure i was uhh getting hungry thanks” after seemingly nervously taking a rice ball Matt took a bite and his eyes lit up “oh so good” with that comment the food in Matt's hand vanished. Afterwards it seemed as if a rice ball vanished from the basket every moment, with the only proof of their resistance stuck around Matt’s mouth.
“thanks for the food”.

As the group enjoyed their meal out on the sunny beach, Sato brought up an intriguing topic. What would happen after all this? If this were a game or some sort of fantasy anime, they would defeat the final boss, the town would be saved and a happy ending for everyone. But... what was beyond that? Shizuka was still on her first year of high school so there would still be enough time to decide her career but her skills on making clothes was definitely going to be of use.

Subtly eyeing with more than just mild curiosity, Shizuka wondered what Matt intended to do after his last year of high school in Japan. "W-What would you be doing, se-senpai...?"

Matt was sitting in the group oddly quiet for a moment until after the question about future plans was directed towards him.
“oh uhhh well” for another moment the boy went quiet in thought again.

“i guess after my year ends here I'll have to go back to Australia to get all my graduation and stuff sorted and enrol into a university to work for a bachelors in agricultural science, what i'm looking to get into has an international program so i can come back to japan and would help with furthering to a masters… and also japan's agriculture is so much more fascinating" After blurting out his answer Matt went quiet again, it seemed like there was more on his mind than just his future studies.

'I guess after my year ends here I'll have to go back to Australia ...' The words Matt spoke... they echoed through her head and faded into silence. It shouldn't have come as a surprise considering the older teen was just a foreign exchange student but... Shizuka was naive to think that the moment they could innocently stay together like this would last forever. Reality finally caught up to her and it shook her. Literally.

Trembling lips managed a melancholic smile before parting to reply, "T-That sounds wonderful. I hope you succeed in your future plans." While her words were sincere and she did mean every word of it, the subtle shaking of her hands were evident if one observed enough. "U-Um, I apologize but I feel a little u-unwell, so I'll have to excuse myself fo-for uh... a bit of fresh air." Without giving much of time for anyone to reply, Shizuka rose up and ran away from the crowded scene of the beach.

hm? did i say something wrong? as Shizuka ran off claiming to be sick Matt tilted his head in confusion with the feeling something that he said was wrong, after a few moments of staring off at where Shizuka left Matt decided to follow suit, "uhh I think someone should go make sure she's ok so I'll go off after her" trying to sound as casual as possible Matt walked off after Shizuka.



The sun had already set, enveloping the shore with a cool ocean breeze and spreading the night sky with little twinkling stars. It was quiet and serene, with nothing but the sound of the waves calmly splashing onto the sand. It was the kind of tranquil scene Shizuka needed for time to herself. Tears along her cheeks had started to dry but the moist in her hazel eyes still remained. Sitting at the edge of the shoreline, the teen stared into the ocean, deep in thought.

Should she let this time slip through her fingers and bid him goodbye when he leaves? Was that what she really wanted? She supposed she brought this onto herself back at the hospital when the maiden attempted to break off the bond between them. It was for his sake, she would reason out to herself, but the more she convinced herself did it sound like an excuse. An excuse to make up for the things her shadow blurted out. But didn't Matt reject the idea because regardless of what the shadow had said, he refused to let go?

A sigh escaped her lips.

Soon after a sigh was heard a hand lightly touched one of her shoulders, "finally I found you". Jumping at the sudden touch, Shizuka turned to her upperclassman, Matt.

Matt seemed to be slightly out of breath and tired, of course he had been looking around for Shizuka all afternoon but with the people around it ended up being difficult to find her. He just wanted to find her and talk, something they hadn't really done in a while. "are you ok, you didn't look too good so I wanted to make sure you were ok" Matt didn't really know what to say so he seemed kind of awkward and rushed, but the genuine worry was there.

After the initial shock, Shizuka turned her gaze away from the boy and back to the serene ocean. "Um... I-I'm alright, it's nothing alarming." There was an awkward silence between them afterwards, before Shizuka spoke up again. "We've only met this year but... A lot has happened, hasn't it?" She weakly smiled at this while her eyes were clouded with a melancholic aura. "Thank you for the time and memories we've shared... and I do hope you'll do well in Australia."

With Shizuka’s last words Matt’s face went blank for a few moments before any reaction came, but as soon as his mind processed what was happening his arms flung forward and around Shizuka from behind before they tightened embracing her.

“Why...why do you make it sound like everything just has to be a distant memory? Do you want it to end that badly?” As Matt spoke his grip tightened with tears welling up in his eyes, “I don’t want there to be any goodbyes… I only want there to be a see you later”.

Before anything else could be said Matt buried his head and started speaking more softly, “I…. I love you, I might have to leave for a while but it wont be forever….”

The cold touch of the boy's arms caught Shizuka off guard. She was about to break away from the embrace when the ever energetic upperclassman's tone changed. The embrace made her realize that not only was his voice shaken, she could feel him shake lightly. There was a burning sensation upon her cheeks when the soft voice spoke a certain phrase, one she had heard for the first time from her dear upperclassman. "Se-Senpai...!" She bit her lower lip, resisting the urge to break down into tears again, yet the freshman already felt a drop of tear rolling down her cheek.

"I-I... I've terribly hurt you once, I.. I just can't bear to hurt you again. I-If you leave for Australia, p-perhaps... you can forget about me and start anew wi-with... someone else." Shizuka's last words were but a whisper with an evident pained tone until she couldn't hold the tears back and started to sob softly.

Matt quietly continued his embrace while listening to the replies that shot through him, cutting him deep, it took a long moment for Matt to form any kind of speech from his mouth. “I-I don’t know what to say…..” Matt’s head seemed to droop lower with the tone of voice, “I…. I don’t want to leave you as a memory… I don’t want to find someone else, I don’t care what happened in the past, I get it… but…” as the words flowed out so did the tears that were stowed away in his eyes.

“I only want to be with you, for now and forever… I refuse to move on” As the tears flowed more his grip tightened.

The firm grip of the boy's arms showed how much he wanted her to stay, despite all that has happened. Was it right for her to keep denying him, even if she herself wanted to stay by his side? Her delicate hand held one of his gently, as Shizuka replied, "Harvester-senpai... If... If you persistently wish to be to-together despite the inevitable pain that may come along with it, ... I-I wish to be by your side as well. I... I just believed that it would be more painful for you to be with me."

Hearing Shizuka’s words, Matts spirit seemed to suddenly lift, “I want to be with you no matter what, and no matter what happens from now on if we stay together i'm sure we can overcome any hardships”. Matt loosened his grip only to turn Shizuka around and re-embrace her, “no matter what i’ll continue to love you”

Embarrassed from all the things Matt had said, Shizuka shyly buried her face onto the boy's chest as her hands slowly calm their shaking and return his embrace with her own. "Yo-You're truly dear to me, senpai, and I am willing to wait for the day of your return." Taking a pause to set aside her embarrassment, the girl stood on her toes to reach higher, closer to Matt's ear and whispered softly, "I-I... I love you as well se-senpai."

The two teens fell silent in embarrassment with blushing cheeks until their lips curved into bright smiles, as bright as the stars that shone above them. As the embrace loosened, the two eyes met and without a word, they mutually understood. Shizuka being timid as always, Matt chuckled a little before pressing his lips softly against the other's for an innocent kiss. Pulling back a short moment afterward, the boy embarrassedly scratched the back of his head while the girl fidgeted with her skirt.

"S-Shall we head back?"



By the time the two had returned to the group, each member had a stick or two of fireworks in their hands. "I-I apologize for my absence bu-but I do feel better now, thankfully. May we join in the festivities?"

σℓινια ℓєνєιℓℓєυя, 17



"Your wish is my command!~
And death to all those who interfere, teehee~ ♥
"



P E R S O N A L I A


// P E R S O N A L I T Y
Dedicated, loyal, hardworking, enthusiastic, name any essential trait for a housemaid and it'll all fit this girl. Olivia is a sweet and cheerful maid who lives for the sake of serving her master and anyone who considers her as family. She is the type to toss anything aside to put the person she cares about first, no matter how minor the task may be. If it came down to it, Olivia would take a bullet if it could save their life which may or may not have happened a couple of times in the past. As long as the person she served was happy, she is willing to take any consequences.

Despite first impressions, there is a side to her that one would not initially expect. Olivia can be a little... okay, more than just a little, obssessive, overprotective and possessive to an unhealthy level to that of a yandere. Due to an abandonment issue caused by being abandoned by her own parents, Olivia would do anything in her power to please the people she cares about in hopes of having them keep her by their side. If anyone outside of her comfort zone were to interact with any of them, the overprotective maid would always be cautious and even causing minor harm to them would have her greet them with a menacing smile and death threat. Creepy as it may be, Olivia does this all in an attempt to please her masters.

// B A C K G R O U N D
A street somewhere in France, lived a poor girl long abandoned by her parents even before she could remember. Surviving on scraps thrown away by the fortunate was not an easy life, often times the nameless orphan would starve if none were generous enough to offer their stale baked goods or almost rotten crops after persistenly begging the shop keepers. There was nothing she could do to better her life, no escape from this slow, painful death, she cried to herself everyday. Why was she thrown away? Was she not good enough? Was she unwanted? Maybe she was never meant to be born to begin with... Depressing thoughts plagued the young one's mind.

One rainy night, like every other rainy day, the girl sheltered herself under the piece of largest cardboard she could find in the trash along the alleyway. But unlike any other rainy day, a pair of feet appeared right before her sunken, blue eyes. She blinked, thinking they would go away like everybody else who merely pitied her existence. They were still there, so she blinked once more. The feet remained where they stood. Confused as to why the person would not move, the orphan finally raised her gaze to face a well-dressed, middle aged gentleman stretching an umbrella above her.

"Are you lost, child?", he would inquire in a gentle, accented voice. She shook her head slightly, still in shock. "Where are your parents?" There was a long, thoughtful pause before she parted her lips to reply, "I... I don't have one." The man frowned, feeling sorry for the unfortunate life she must have been living all this time. After a moment of another thoughtful silence, he smiled softly and held his hand out to the girl. "If you would like, I can provide you shelter and food in exchange for training to serve as a maid at my mansion." Flinching at the sudden gesture, she pulled back a bit before trying to understand what he had said. Shelter? Food? If she took this hand, would he provide her those? Seeing as there was nothing to lose, the girl, later named by the gentleman as Olivia, hesitantly reached out for the hand.

Years had passed since Olivia first moved into the Leveilleur mansion and she had grown into a fine lady and a very capable housemaid. Only later down her teen years did she find out the reason for her name, directly from the word of Monsieur Leveilleur. Not too long before adopting the girl into the mansion, his dear, beloved wife who had been carrying their child, was murdered before the baby was due. The baby girl was to receive the name Olivia. A man who had lost his wife and child, and a girl who had been abandoned by her parents, the gentleman thought it to be fate bringing them together.

As to the reason why the mistress was killed, monsieur figured she should know the truth for the fear of putting her into the same danger by keeping the girl unaware. It was a long, serious discussion on how the Leveilleur family was secretly a mafioso family situated in France under the guise of a trading business company. Letting your guard down in the mafia world for a second would cost lives, the gentleman would explain bitterly. Initially, he was to adopt Olivia into his family as a daughter but it was equivalent to proclaiming another target for the enemies to take. Taking her in simply as a maid should not have the same problem at least for now, he thought. The years of housemaid training was no simple household chore lessons either. Monsieur Leveilleur admitted that the maids responsible for her lessons were no ordinary housemaids, they were combat maids hired specifically for an environment such as a mafia family estate.

Taking in the whole truth put Olivia in a shocked state for days, perhaps even a week. With a determined expression, the maid approached her master once more with a bow of her head while kneeling on one leg. No matter the outcome of her future, Olivia was truly grateful for the new life and name she was given that day and to continue serving under the master through whatever danger that awaited them. With a new found resolve, the maid focused her time on battle training under the Leveilleur combat maids all the while juggling between her housemaid duties as a capable maid worthy to be under her master.


P A R A M E T E R S


// F L A M E
Lightning

// A B I L I T I E S
Perfect Housemaid - A talent earned after years of dedication as a housemaid. Able to perform household chores such as cooking, cleaning, serving, sewing, and the like with ease and with top quality.

Combat Maid - A talent to go an extra mile as a housemaid. Skilled in the ways of self defense and able to use household materials at her disposal as weapon in battle.

Lightning Flame Field - An area of effect type skill activated when enough needles and threads are spread across the battlefield. The threads that are attached to the thrown needles connect towards the user and upon lighting the end of the threads with the lightning flame, the network of hardened threads electrocute any person or thing upon contact. Can cause paralyzation.

// E Q U I P M E N T
Broom and Pan - A maid's best friends. Improvised as a spear and shield upon activating the hardening/sharpening effect of lightning flame.

Needles and Thread - A maid's must-have on hand for that emergency tear on master's attire. A long range weapon, also used to activate the lightning flame field skill.

// T H E M E

σℓινια ℓєνєιℓℓєυя



"Your wish is my command!~
And death to all those who interfere, teehee~ ♥
"



P E R S O N A L I A


// P E R S O N A L I T Y
Dedicated, loyal, hardworking, enthusiastic, name any essential trait for a housemaid and it'll all fit this girl. Olivia is a sweet and cheerful maid who lives for the sake of serving her master and anyone who considers her as family. She is the type to toss anything aside to put the person she cares about first, no matter how minor the task may be. If it came down to it, Olivia would take a bullet if it could save their life which may or may not have happened a couple of times in the past. As long as the person she served was happy, she is willing to take any consequences.

Despite first impressions, there is a side to her that one would not initially expect. Olivia can be a little... okay, more than just a little, obssessive, overprotective and possessive to an unhealthy level to that of a yandere. Due to an abandonment issue caused by being abandoned by her own parents, Olivia would do anything in her power to please the people she cares about in hopes of having them keep her by their side. If anyone outside of her comfort zone were to interact with any of them, the overprotective maid would always be cautious and even causing minor harm to them would have her greet them with a menacing smile and death threat. Creepy as it may be, Olivia does this all in an attempt to please her masters.

// B A C K G R O U N D
A street somewhere in France, lived a poor girl long abandoned by her parents even before she could remember. Surviving on scraps thrown away by the fortunate was not an easy life, often times the nameless orphan would starve if none were generous enough to offer their stale baked goods or almost rotten crops after persistenly begging the shop keepers. There was nothing she could do to better her life, no escape from this slow, painful death, she cried to herself everyday. Why was she thrown away? Was she not good enough? Was she unwanted? Maybe she was never meant to be born to begin with... Depressing thoughts plagued the young one's mind.

One rainy night, like every other rainy day, the girl sheltered herself under the piece of largest cardboard she could find in the trash along the alleyway. But unlike any other rainy day, a pair of feet appeared right before her sunken, blue eyes. She blinked, thinking they would go away like everybody else who merely pitied her existence. They were still there, so she blinked once more. The feet remained where they stood. Confused as to why the person would not move, the orphan finally raised her gaze to face a well-dressed, middle aged gentleman stretching an umbrella above her.

"Are you lost, child?", he would inquire in a gentle, accented voice. She shook her head slightly, still in shock. "Where are your parents?" There was a long, thoughtful pause before she parted her lips to reply, "I... I don't have one." The man frowned, feeling sorry for the unfortunate life she must have been living all this time. After a moment of another thoughtful silence, he smiled softly and held his hand out to the girl. "If you would like, I can provide you shelter and food in exchange for training to serve as a maid at my mansion." Flinching at the sudden gesture, she pulled back a bit before trying to understand what he had said. Shelter? Food? If she took this hand, would he provide her those? Seeing as there was nothing to lose, the girl, later named by the gentleman as Olivia, hesitantly reached out for the hand.

Years had passed since Olivia first moved into the Leveilleur mansion and she had grown into a fine lady and a very capable housemaid. Only later down her teen years did she find out the reason for her name, directly from the word of Monsieur Leveilleur. Not too long before adopting the girl into the mansion, his dear, beloved wife who had been carrying their child, was murdered before the baby was due. The baby girl was to receive the name Olivia. A man who had lost his wife and child, and a girl who had been abandoned by her parents, the gentleman thought it to be fate bringing them together.

As to the reason why the mistress was killed, monsieur figured she should know the truth for the fear of putting her into the same danger by keeping the girl unaware. It was a long, serious discussion on how the Leveilleur family was secretly a mafioso family situated in France under the guise of a trading business company. Letting your guard down in the mafia world for a second would cost lives, the gentleman would explain bitterly. Initially, he was to adopt Olivia into his family as a daughter but it was equivalent to proclaiming another target for the enemies to take. Taking her in simply as a maid should not have the same problem at least for now, he thought. The years of housemaid training was no simple household chore lessons either. Monsieur Leveilleur admitted that the maids responsible for her lessons were no ordinary housemaids, they were combat maids hired specifically for an environment such as a mafia family estate.

Taking in the whole truth put Olivia in a shocked state for days, perhaps even a week. With a determined expression, the maid approached her master once more with a bow of her head while kneeling on one leg. No matter the outcome of her future, Olivia was truly grateful for the new life and name she was given that day and to continue serving under the master through whatever danger that awaited them. With a new found resolve, the maid focused her time on battle training under the Leveilleur combat maids all the while juggling between her housemaid duties as a capable maid worthy to be under her master.


P A R A M E T E R S


// F L A M E
Lightning

// A B I L I T I E S
Perfect Housemaid - A talent earned after years of dedication as a housemaid. Able to perform household chores such as cooking, cleaning, serving, sewing, and the like with ease and with top quality.

Combat Maid - A talent to go an extra mile as a housemaid. Skilled in the ways of self defense and able to use household materials at her disposal as weapon in battle.

Lightning Flame Field - An area of effect type skill activated when enough needles and threads are spread across the battlefield. The threads that are attached to the thrown needles connect towards the user and upon lighting the end of the threads with the lightning flame, the network of hardened threads electrocute any person or thing upon contact. Can cause paralyzation.

// E Q U I P M E N T
Broom and Pan - A maid's best friends. Improvised as a spear and shield upon activating the hardening/sharpening effect of lightning flame.

Needles and Thread - A maid's must-have on hand for that emergency tear on master's attire. A long range weapon, also used to activate the lightning flame field skill.
Yeah I was stalking you and thought, SHO YOU TRAITOR YOU PROMISED US AN FE RP but oh ok you were just testing another rp lmao
GASPS Bless u Vongola <3
On a more serious note, what flame is actually left? I'll check the Discord if there's a discussion there
Edit: Nvm the link expired sobs
Lightsaber
594
COUGH If you guys still need another person COUGH
Hey guuuys it's been like a year? Lmao
I'm sorry this is totally irrelevant to this current RP but omg nostalgia feels @ you and Grey and just KHR rp in general.
I swear I'm in the middle of a collab post together with Itano, pls don't let the fireworks scene end, I want in on that too lmao
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