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About Galerimato

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  • Birthday 04/03/1994

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  1. It felt odd. Everything about it. The whole thing, from the very beginning. But nothing felt stranger than this right now. The actual meeting. The way he, or it, moved. The way it talked. The way it made them feel. It was otherwordly. Enyo had nothing to say. He barely seemed disturbed. That was strange. There was certainly cause for alarm. But they didn’t feel any. This thing glided around them like smoke. It was talking to them, but his voice was... was everything. There was nothing going on anywhere in the world that didn’t contain his voice, his eyes, and his wicked smile. The entire universe was him. The cat got closer. It started talking. But it wasn’t talking to Shibuname. No. It didn’t care about him, at all. It was talking to her. To The Voice. And she was very eager to speak to him too. It had been her idea, after all, to come here. Shibuname didn’t know how long she had planned it, or if she even had planned it at all. All of her machinations were a complete mystery to him. He could only glimpse at them when they were happening to him, like right now. The Voice tried to move Shibuname’s body. It felt odd this time. This was something he hadn’t experienced before. It felt heavier, but not a physical heaviness, no, this was different, a bit more... ethereal? It was hard to tell. With some effort, Shibuname’s body started to move. His eyes met the cat’s for a brief moment as he circled the ghost. “Okay, I assume it’s time for me to answer, yes?†Shibuname clapped his eyes excitedly and twirled with a grin on his face. “Firstly, yes I do want to be your friend. Very much. But I do want something from you. After all, every great friendship in history has been born out of some kind of need. Even the most selfless ones. After all company is a need, is it not? Everyone wants companionship in one form or another. It’s how we’re built, these guys in particular.†Shibuname gestured at himself, there was a look of disgust in his face now. “I’m hoping that we can help each other out. That’s how every great plan starts, right? Now, you’re keen to know what I am. That’s good, because, well, that’s what I want to know too. And if you ask meat-dummy here, I’m sure he’ll say the same. After all, my appearance was a big surprise to the both of us. I don’t know about the bird. Frankly I’m surprised I haven’t eaten him yet. I was told they’re poisonous or something. But that aside, what brings you here, and how can we help each other out?†Shibuname dropped to the ground and managed to land with his legs crossed holding his chin with his right hand and a notebook in the other one. He looked at the cat and smiled widely.
  2. And now I'm a little sad that I won't be around to witness that. Unless I become a ghost, but I'd probably be lazy at that too.
  3. I'm sorry Blaze. But the event must be canceled, due to an unwillingness to move. Yes, it is a tragic loss, but it was inevitable. I always knew it would happen like this, and I didn't do anything to avoid it.
  4. This is really the end then. Well, I guess I've had a good run.
  5. I feel like I need coffee just to move right now. But I need to move to get coffee. Is this how it ends?
  6. It had been long, very long. Or, at least, it felt that way. It felt like it was just way too long. Long enough for the memories of before to feel like they belonged to someone, something else. But they didn’t. He knew that, of course he knew that. What was he, crazy? No, he wasn’t crazy. He was definitely, unequivocally, not crazy. The Voice might suggest otherwise, but he knew it wasn’t in control. Not all the time anyway. Granted, it was thanks to the voice that he was even around here right now. But, you know, can’t win them all. The Voice was certainly winning a lot of the time lately. Or did it just feel like that? It was so difficult to keep track of things. Was The Voice messing with his memories, could it? Was Enyo under its influence? No, never that. If there was one thing he could trust in this universe, it was Enyo. Right? Enyo would definitely know if he was going crazy. Enyo would tell him. Enyo would tell him everything. Yes, yes he would. No, that’s not right. No doubts, not this day, not this time. The forest hides something. Forests always hide something. That’s their purpose isn’t it? Remember forests? Or, better yet, remember THE forest. Yes that one, with the wooded man and all the confusing fighting. Those were the days. You know, the days before it all went to Hell. The days before you had to wonder if you were crazy, if you were alive, if you were you, if it even mattered. Doubts are kicking in. That’s not why you’re here. It’s the mysteries. It’s the hunt. It’s the finding. It’s the chase. It’s The Voice. Where’s the mask? Where’s the blade? Where’s the friend? Where’s everything? The forest. Is it there? Are they there? Is everything there? Is that why you’ve brought me here? ‘If I say yes, would that make you feel better?’ I’m not sure there’s a way to feel better, not in this world, not anymore. ‘Oh dear, so gloomy. And I don’t even have to do much. I like this new you. Things have really taken a toll on you. I’m quite certain that you wouldn’t have allowed me to take you here, like this, before. No, you would have put up a bigger fight, I think, wait, no, I know. Of course I know.’ Just tell me where to go. The forest was beautiful. Forests always were, it doesn’t matter if they were destroyed, or burnt down, or didn’t have a single remaining tree. Forests were beautiful, they were special, Shibuname knew that. Enyo enjoyed them too, being a bird, it’s pretty much mandatory. The two of them were taking a not-so casual stroll through a forest in the Fire Country. They didn’t know much about what was going on. It was a bit difficult to keep track of the going ons lately. Shibuname was very surprised that there were still things going on after all that happened. But, it is the nature of humanity to adapt, to keep going on, and even though he often wondered if there was a point to it anymore, he kept going too. Enyo always by his side. What were Enyo and Shibuname doing in one of the Fire Country’s forests? Well, they don’t know. Or rather, they’re not being told. After the disasters that happened, The Voice had started gaining a stronger hold on Shibuname. It was almost impossible to resist its pull lately. This was a cause for worry, but Shibuname didn’t have much in the way of options. Especially with it calling the shots most of the time. However, Shibuname and Enyo did know what was ‘special’ about this particular forest. It was the source of the legend. The mysteries, the myths, the rumors of the ghost. The Voice was very intent on getting them there and meeting the ghost. Enyo had resisted at first. It was still difficult to realize when his master was fully in control of his actions. But he was starting to notice the difference, practice makes perfect, after all. The bird knew that it rested on him to make sure his master survived whatever idiotic scheme his brain was getting him into. Just like old times. Wait. We’re close. No. We’re here. Oh, yes. It’s finally happened. I can see it. That must be it, right? Just ahead of the group, it appeared. A clearing, and in the center there was a cat. Shibuname grinned, but the smile wasn’t his. Enyo burrowed his head under Shibu’s neck, something about the creature frightened him to his core. The human master was not feeling the same way. He kept getting closer to the creature, following the urgings of the voice inside his head. ‘Here we are. Meeting the ghost. It’s a cat. Oh, how wonderful. Can I talk to him? Let me talk to him. I will talk to him now.’ Shibuname stopped in front of the cat and bowed extravagantly. “Oh good sir, or do you prefer cat? No matter. I came following what the common tongues where spewing, and I am so glad to see they did not speak lies. Oh, this is such an honor. The meat suit and the bird didn’t want to come, but I forced them. Because I knew there would be something special about you. And I was right. I can feel it. We’re going to be great friends, aren’t we?â€
  7. Shibuname and Enyo will be taking the Ignorant's Route. Things worth noting: Shibuname and Enyo have been wondering around aimless for some time after the Upheaval Shibuname had been going crazy before the events of the Upheaval, he used to hear a voice command him to do crazy stuff. After the events that voice appeared much more often and gained a greater degree of control over him. It is thanks to this voice that Shibuname has been going around from place to place doing weird and crazy stuff. Enyo knows this is happening and has tried to find ways to cure his master. Shibuname's ANBUness pretty much disappeared (for the purposes of this story) after the events of the Upheaval, but at the urging of the voice he's been carrying out 'missions' in his gear. Shibuname is not aware of the goals of the voice, or where it came from, or whether it's his or not.
  8. Helping society in the best way possible. Times are tough. Mugs are valuable.
  9. It really is, it improved my coffee experience considerably. Now I get much more work done than I did before, and the best part is that it's all really fueled by human souls, so it's enviromentally friendly.
  10. Thirteen might be too much. Especially if you consider all the trouble you have to go through to get human souls into those things. I mean, it is exhausting work. But, on the plus side, it improves the taste of coffee by a lot.
  11. Consider this post my official application to join this again. Does it make it more special to know that this is the first RP I will probably be joining since I came back?
  12. I have like 13 of them and the only situation where it is possible for other people to use them is when I'm serving them coffee. That's it.
  13. Over my dead body! Actually, even if I die I would like my mugs to be left untouched.
  14. I'm going to start working on that as soon as possible then. Also it's nice to be back, I've missed this place. I'm afraid my mugs are very sacred. Can I interest you in something less important to me, like my soul?
  15. Actually the sideburns are currently gone. But I'm here, for whatever that's worth.
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