Affiliated blog for Black★Rock Shooter yet open to anyone.
Tracking tag - pugnatori
Open to all fandoms.
M!Anon - Not accepting.
OC selective.
All triggers shall be marked accordingly.
Little to no sexual content shall be seen.
Mun is of age, but this is a preference.
Affiliated with Syltique.
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“Hey! Don’t give me that look! It was on metal… And- and look, I have no shoes on!” Maybe she should start wearing shoes then. “Seriously! I might die. If you were me- oh wait. Never mind. You’re right, this is stupid.”
█{{✰}}██ Yes, she thought it was stupid, really? It’s just stubbing ones toe, not like she was injured or anything which only made her feel disbelief. Stella didn’t even want to know why she considered it as her dying.
Oh. Oh fuck. “I-” Why is is so hard to talk to herself? She does it all the time by… herself? “I-” Deep breath. “Just-” Fuck. “Stabbed my toe.” Lame.
█{{✰}}██ Her toe? Really? That… was not what she expected to hear, nor was it what she would have thought likely. “…” She went from apathetic to deadpan in a short few seconds.
“I… See.” Well, let’s guess that the other Rock is more fortunate than this one. We’d be wrong, but let us just… Think that. “That’s… Well, uh… Strange? Do you not remember your past or something?” New to MTV: ‘Mega bitch asking the tough questions to her probably less of a bitch self’ episodes every time they talk. Is that how MTV advertises a show? She may never know. For she does not have foxtel.
█{{✰}}██ Very little of her past could be mentioned, it was more that she had a rough time speaking of it than one can believe with her history. It wouldn’t be a surprise if she was experimented upon knowing her ever growing corruption that resided within her mind, her nemesis in a mental sense. Well, second one with a certain someone falling completely into first with vivid memories of their dance coming to mind again. ”… maybe.“ A half truth, she could remember some yet not all of it.