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HIMEKO "I HECKED UP A LOT" INABA ❤ OPEN RP POST (VICES EDITION)
An open roleplay and mingle post for Himeko Inaba from the Kokoro Connect series. Seven Vices flavor.
I'm definitely game for cross-canon, cross-game - if someone from another murdergame, or hell, another game, wants to tag this, feel free - and I'm also down for shipping, considering that she actually isn't dating anyone in canon as of yet. I'm game for anything!
Just throw a character at this post and let's get started. If you're stuck, feel free to ask me to come up with a scenario, too.
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[He can't hide the fondness in his voice but he changes the subject. It's a lot safer than that topic.] ...you're totally correct! There is a reason for the lost history. This world wasn't without war. It swept over the entire world and corrupted the spiritual beings tied to the land. Humanity here is aligned to them. They each have dual aspects, a positive and negative side to their emotional spectrum. To your right is a report in them.
It's the tan volume sticking out slighly on the middle shelf. Those spirits are called the Arehtei.
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[ She can't say if they're friends or not; it's a complicated relationship between the two of them. Although Inaba definitely, certainly, wanted to try. But sometimes trying isn't enough. Not when you've messed up a million times. ]
Another goddamn war? That's annoying. [ Thrown from one war related place to another. Go figure. She takes the report with the Arehtei in it. ] These... Arehtei.
[ Nervously, she says that as she runs fingers on her talisman. ]
Are they benevolent, like demons?
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In the past, civilizations worshipped them as gods but they're not that infallible. They live and die, only to be reborn to relearn their role all over again. Because of the Calamity the present generation have patchwork memory as we work to purify and balance them. [He reaches into his shirt and holds up his crystal. It's halfway full of a pale golden light, a small bird perched on a broken cage.]
How our crystals fill up...depends on our alignment. For example, I'm aligned to Peromei.
[He points to her symbol on the outer edge of the map as he adds.] They can turn violent when corrupted. Sosyne arriving on the island caused a lot of damage.
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[ Although she does listen before she fiddles more with her talisman. ]
I wonder what alignment I would be. But then again, I'm already attached to a demon if this is still on. [ ... ] I see, though you ignored my earlier statement. About the school, I mean. Why?
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You have until midnight don't you? There's more history to Verens than what I just told you. Keep asking questions.
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[ She'll even make a gesture with her hair. ]
Because if it's him, then I completely understand. The idea of 'complicated relationships'. [ And no, not getting into Verens yet until her question is answered. ]
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[He shuts up. There's the sound of the ocean waves in the distance but he ignores it.] Your questions?
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Right. Parallel world theory. But, yeah. I got him to stew his anger for. . . it was week six overall, it's week twelve overall now... Six weeks.
[ That's a pretty long time for someone to be angry at her and she's upset about it. ]
If I'm in this world, would I be aligned to an Arehtei as well?
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[Which is odd. Now that he thinks about it. Why would a file from Hope's Peak be in the Verens library. Only he, Hinata, Sonia, Junko, and Kirigiri would privy to that knowledge.
He pushes away from the work table and walks down the aisle until a title catches his eye. He stops, his fingers running over the words. As he looks around more and more books stand out. 'Ultimate Soldier', 'Priestess of Hope', 'Wild boy' so many titles to the point the idea where they are starts to build in the back of his head.]
Do any of the book titles look familiar to you? ['Knight of purpose'. 'Boy savior'. 'Angel's fall'. 'Ultimate Despair. He leans against the heavy oak shelf and puts a hand to his face. Shit. Shit. If he's right.]
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[ It protects her from anything psychological affecting her. Or rather, that's Leviathan's job. If she was even here. Who the hell knows. She keeps looking through the books, noticing some symbols. ]
No, these don't look familiar to me.
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Komaeda turns to face Inaba as he draws one arm up and makes a fist. 5...4...3..2-
Chains rattle loudly in the dark as a tall white haired man is abruptly leaning against the shelf behind him. The chain around his neck jangles as he laughs in a dry rattling way. "Well it took you long eno-"
He whips about and slugs Servant right in the face. It's a good solid hit and the walls of reality fall away around them. They're standing on beach with elegant looking palms waving in the pleasant breeze and he rubs at his knuckles.] We're inside a dream. For now it's mine, all those books were people I've met.
I feel by now I should stop being rude. I'm Komaeda Nagito. Maybe we'll have a decent turn of things and you won't see anything disturbing.
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[ Well then. Although it seems to be a dream, in the distance of the beach, there's a hotel; one that may not be familiar to Komaeda himself, but is definitely familiar to Inaba. And while there's clear skies?
It's also... snowing.
Huh. Rubbing her temples, Inaba frowns somewhat, sighing as she glances away, discomfort settling in her expression. ]
Looks like it's not just going to be your dream now, Komaeda. So I should probably warn you about the disturbing things that you might see if we go in there. [ Just jabs a thumb at the hotel that's suddenly appeared. ]
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Komaeda studies the hotel. It's old and battered looking, like those abandoned buildings he used to look at in photos. Yet for as dilapidated as it appears to be, it isn't beyond serviceable. He glances behind him. The second island's hospital sits in the distance guarded by the massive roots of the tree of memory. If he squints he can see the dark cloud walls of Peromei's maze of despair.
How wonderful.]
Either way we go, we can't escape seeing something. So before we start wading into blood and death, exactly where did you meet Hinata?
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[ On her part, at least. She's pretty certain she's going to run into bodies one way or another. But when he asks about Hinata, she pauses, frowning as her gaze drops. ]
I... met Hajime in another world, where there were thirty six of us forced to play a sick game where people had to kill each other.
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[His eyes return to the hotel. Hinata would be pissed to find himself in the middle of yet another mutual killing game. He can just picture his expression at being told he hadn't escaped at all.]
Thirty six? That's quite the number. For us it was just sixteen students of the 77th class. ...you mentioned demons.
Did you mean you literally met them? [He tugs at the leather cord around his neck and considers which way to go. Morbidly, he's a little curious how a killing game of 36 could even work. Even now some of his darker impulses still remain.]
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He was in another one. [ No, she'd already guessed that from his reactions. But she didn't think that she was actually right. fiddling a bit with the talisman she wears around her own neck, she nods. ]
I met one in person. Leviathan. She was the patron for envy. In the game I participated in, everyone was designated one of the seven sins or virtues. Originally, I was in wrath.
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That hadn't gone unnoticed.] Sosyne is anger and calm. Aidia is envy and appreciation. I'm aligned to Peromei, hope and despair. What does the talisman do?
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It doesn't really do anything much. It just keeps me as a part of the ritual. I can't take it off, since it'd make me sick if I do. Envy and appreciation, huh. . . I'd bet if Hajime was aligned, he'd probably be to Aida. Since that was the sin he was attached to.
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Our crystals fill as we feel and live but, they're our way to operate systems in the city. And to communicate telepathically. That's not as scary as it sounds! And well, they're also protection against a dying world that's desperate to survive.
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[ It's clear that Inaba seems to understand why. But guilt washes over her features, hurt when she says that. ]
No, that suits him... That suits Hinata well. It's probably what I would have gotten, too. But a dying world? Can you tell me more?
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[As they near the coliseum there are voices on the wind. He can't tell who they are or what they're saying. Probably for the best he assumes as he looks to Inaba.] What did you do?
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[...] And what do you mean?
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Not that you have to tell me, of course.
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It's just... I hurt Hinata really badly. I screwed up so hard. . . got them involved in things that they shouldn't have been involved in, because of what I did.
[ She laughs, a little hollowly, a little apologetically. ]
He might not ever forgive me.
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[The voices turn angry and he takes his time looking over where Verens blends with the islands. They're nearly to their destination.] He doesn't handle betrayal well. But whether he does or not, that actually doesn't matter as much as you might think it will.
[Komaeda steps through the archway and a soft feminine voice whispers, "I don't think it's selfish or bad of you to want to continue to live." Beyond the doorway groups of people cluster together. One at the center of each group holds their hands up. Komaeda steps around them, moving towards the priestess sitting quietly by herself.] Do you know why you're moving forward? Or even who you are? I'll be honest.
[His feet kick up dust as he comes to a halt and turns to face her. His shadow is that servant from before, and cold despair washes back like the ocean tide to mix with the soft wash of hope as pale gold light curves around him.] When you don't know these things, or even you're just alone. It's so easy to fall. I did for a long time. I won't be arrogant and claim that I was worse than you. To you what you've done is the worst.
What do you want to do? Maybe you should start there.
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Cw: physical abuse
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1/3 probably
yeah it's 2/3
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actually 1/2 maybe.
nope, 2/3
yeah 3/3
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1/2
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