dear_mun | some voice-testing bluh; forever homeless

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some voice-testing bluh; forever homeless

Mademoiselleeeee~! I know you're busy, but I'd like to discuss my username. It's quite dull, isn't it? Oh no, not the part about being a foreseer from the moon. That's me, and that's already magnifique. It's just...'lunarprophet', it's really obvious to anyone who reads it what I am. There's no mystery, baby! No creativity!

Spice it up a bit, qui? Add some rocking style, perhaps some exotic language or add a verb where it shouldn't be?

...

...Trying to make a username out of 'fruity' or 'halfbaked' wasn't what I meant, mademoiselle.

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Oh gr8.
Another useless prophet.

You know one, too? Seems like it's becoming a popular position! Being a prophet, I mean. Not necessarily being useless.

Yeah.
Though I guess he wasn't compeltely useless.

Oh, how so?

I'm Waka, by the way. I don't think we've met before. I would've remembered someone with horns like that! I don't think it's because you're a demon though, mon ami... What are you exactly?

Well he did see a lot of important things coming.

Of course I'm not a demon!!!!!!!!
I'm a troll.

[Then a smirk.]

Or a god
Take your pick on titles.

As prophets tend to do.

A troll, hm? Interesante, mon ami. However, I'm afraid there's already a God's gift to man right here. [Waka smirks right on back.] Instead of a title, how about a name?

Well I helped cre8 a universe and got god status so you can't deny me that prophet.
Oh wouldn't you like to know? Why don't you use your prophecies to find out who I am?

[Golly gee, look who it is! It's Amaterasu's old/new butt-kicking buddy!

...being his usual, fruity self, even! Happy day!

Don't mind her not announcing herself with a warning bark, mon cherie! She's just going to go for the ultimate face licking of death right away.]

I suppose I must acknowledge that is true. Such admirable resolve, mon ami. [Waka smiles slightly.] Heh, if you say so! I personally like introductions myself (the more elaborate, the better!).

Irons in the fire, watch your luck in that pyre, Vriskan.

[Excuse him while his jaw drops a little.]

[And here's Waka, enjoying letting a few sparkle filled prophesies off his chest. Huh, what that sound--

Oh, it's Ammy. Running at full throttle. Toward him-- Oh, gods.

He doesn't even have time for a shout before the furious licking begins.] Cherie! You're going to drown me with all of this licking! [Waka tries his best for a scolding tone, but can't seem to manage it above his own laugter and happiness to see his friend again.]

[Sparkles are fine and all, she's quite used to them, really. Hopefully he's used to bursts of flowers leaving her paws as she, yes, full throttle, hard-headed Ammy, all the way and—VICTORY!

She moves to sit her front paws on his chest, ceasing the licking so he can breathe again. She hasn't seen him since she's been drawn here, and now here he is! Her tail wags like nobody's business, and there's a few happy barks.

Hello!]

Heh, cat got your tongue, mon ami? [Excuse Waka as he sparkles and let's his ego inflate a little bit. What he doesn't say is that he only almost got Vriskan's future mixed up with Vriska's. With alternates running around and timey-wimey hijinks abound, the future gets complicated to read. He probably wouldn't be able to read Vriskan's future farther than he already had. So strange...]

That wasn't too hard to prophesize, though I did see a few odd things. Excuze-moi for the question but, were you ever a female?

Well I guess I should just tell you since you managed to surprise me for a second.
There is an altern8 reality version of me that is female.

[Waka squirms slightly under Ammmy's weight. It isn't so much to escape, as it is to make himself comfortable. Knowing the goddess, sudden tackles happen just as often as her sudden naps.

He gives a melodratic sigh and flings his arms to the ground in exagerrated defeat.] Bonjour, baby. Comfy? You seem to think of me more as a pillow than a prophet!

[Then, he smiles.] It's good to see you so happy, though. Even if it is from flat on the ground.

I'm full of surprises! One of the things I pride myself on, actually.

[Waka nods.] I see. Is that a common thing?

Depending on the universe yeah.
Though as a rule there is a genderswap of everyone 8ut our world is kind of unique.

[That barking sound and the following vocalization can only be laughter for the great god. Speaking of great gods, the mother of all is currently making herself comfortable on the Moon Tribe survivor, moving about in a circle before literally flopping her front legs over his stomach. Pillow Talk, baby, oui?

Her tail is still wagging, and that chin is still wet and almost bubbly with spittle, which could be on his face any moment if he trips up with being anymore flamboyant.

You call your sword Pillow Talk, do you not?

It is a valid point, isn't it?

What have I to be unhappy about, prophet? What is the last you remember, is it not the destruction of the great evil Yami and our making way back to the Celestial Plains?]

[Oh, go ahead, Ammy. He doesn't have anywhere to be, nope. Waka would pout if it weren't for the threat of another licking attack. So, instead, he plots later revenge which will most definitely include a hot bath and soap for the goddess.]

...That's a different kind of Pillow, ma cherie. One I'm not too comfortable discussing with a goddess making herself comfortable on top of me. [However, that is a good point. Stop making logic, Ammy.]

I remember Yami's vanquish and arriving on the Celestial Plain, qui. I just believed being separated from the faith of your people would depower you, but it hasn't. This is a strange place we've found ourselves at, but I'm glad it isn't rude enough to take our strengths from us. [Also, I'm just assuming Waka can read Ammy's thoughts or something and is able to communicate like that. With Moon magic, probably.]

Tres intersante. Different universes, huh? I can imagine it must be very unique compared to what I know, mon ami. Is it anything like the place we're at now?

You mean my universe compared to here?

[~~IF YOU'D RATHER NOT for all non-god-types she just talks through the brush?? I MEAN IT'S WAKA I FIGURE I MEAN.../FAIL???~~

Hey, Moon man, apparently Amaterasu has a son, and she's not a dumb mom. She made everything good, you know, and mortals with their marriage and procreation are quite happy with that bit of goodness. Just because she doesn't have a consort/husband of her own doesn't mean she doesn't know how these things work, or what talking would usually be done on pillows.

There are places that will, she whines slightly, rubbing a paw over her nose in distress at the very idea. There are places that would rob of us all our "magical" strengths. They can never rob us of that which makes us all strong within, of our resolve and our spirits, of the will of mortals and their gods alike.]

[~~YES LET'S GO WITH THAT OKAY. ALSO OKAMIDEN SPOILERS, y/n?~~

Waka knows that. He just happens to be a huge dork (hence naming his flutesaber 'Pillow Talk') who may seem like a flirt, but is actually pretty reserved about those sort of things, even if Ammy is Mother of All That is Good and doesn't give a tailwag about it. Your prophet is a goofy man, Ammy.]

That is a frightening idea. [Waka takes a moment to scratch Ammy's ears.] You are right, though. Resolve is what determines everything, the outcome of our struggles. I don't know about myself, moi mademoiselle seems to be keeping confined here, but will cherie be moving to the other lands here? I've heard of some, but only a little bit. I haven't been here long.

Qui. Is it similar, different worlds interacting and such, or is it more isolated?

[~~It's okay!~~

Oh Celestials! Fingers were partially made for the convenience of petting and scratching animals. Not that she'd tell anyone, mind, but there are far more reasons than simple dexterity and ease of grabbing and moving things.

She is thinking on two on the other place, the journal of lives as opposed to the wideness of dreaming. One is a cave beneath the world, the other a type of ship, as far as she can tell. Neither seems pleasant, but at least one allows me to retain that which I have reclaimed with the stroke of my brush.]

Something like that but we can only interact with the world we cre8ed.

[Waka laughs. Amaterasu's enjoyment is clear in her wolfy grin. He decides to keep scratching between her ears, even when his arm begins to tire.]

[He hums thoughtfully to himself before responding.] I see. I hope that you find yourself in the world that allows you to at least keep your celestial brush, ma cherie. But even if that is not so, I know you'll be fine. Little deters you, 'hard-headed Ammy'.

I only wish I could be more of a help to you.

[Tired arms? It's okay, she'll simply nuzzle her head over his neck in a protective and affectionate gesture at the same time. Not many would feel that a wolf's mouth so close to their jugular vein was a secure place to be, not in the least.

You have been of enough help, Waka of the Moon Tribe, and it's as sincere as can be. Ashamed of his people as he is, Amaterasu does not believe he should be. She cannot change the way he feels, however, and it is not her place to pressure him to feel otherwise.]

[Ah, that's a little better. His arm was beginning to cramp, but now he just relaxes it over the scruff her neck. Waka isn't wary of Ammy's maw close to his neck; he knows of how dangerous she can be, battling with her many times, but he knows she is also gentle. The most he is apprehensive of now is another tackle or surprise licking.

He swallows past an uncomfortable lump in his throat at her words. It's the lack of all the words she could say, condemnations of his past, that bring up the strange mixture of sadness and guilt. Of course, that wouldn't be Amaterasu at all, not to forgive him. And he knows, has told himself, the past cannot be reset, only the future protected. It staves off the guilt most of the time, and what he feels most now is the shame that kind words from Amaterasu are enough to bring back that old guilt.

He masks it all with a smile and small laugh.]

Merci, Amaterasu. [A pause, then with his usual flamboyant air:] However, I think your Celestial Envoy would argue that my prophecies were no help at all. Well, excuze-moi, I think my riddles were magnifique!

Oh, that makes since. No-one likes a meddler, especially if whole worlds are involved! [Except Waka is a huge meddler.]

Yeah I know what you mean!

[There is nothing in her that could think ill of Waka, even if something terrible of the Moon Tribe was told to her. It is not that she would disbelieve it, but Waka has proven himself in word and deed to be far more a resolute and wonderful being than any amount of wickedness associated with his people could undermine. There is nothing, then, that could keep her from protecting him with every ounce of her strength and blood in her body.

And even then, she would rely on the faith of her children, all within the mortal coil, to provide even more strength. If such things were not to be, she could be reborn as she had been before. If he were to lose his life, the sun god would not let it go quietly, for it would be from a great evil she would be incapable of letting stand for long.

Issun? Issun has opinions he does not keep quiet. And there's a great laugh there, in both her head and her lupine throat. They were magnificent, my child, they were indeed. Yours, and those of the bone reader, Madame Fawn, were of great help. Though... and here, there is a partial movement of her body so that she can cause him to think another licking will be the next thing on her agenda, I must wonder, yes, if you knew more even then than you were willing to tell.]

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some voice-testing bluh; forever homeless

Let me know if you want me to drop the troll text

no, it's perfectly fine!

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YESSSS!

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:D

so excite

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all of the excite

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Oh by the way, Vriskan's universe is almost exactly the same as the canon

comfy moon tribe gift to man is comfy, non?

qui, he is~

Got it!

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see icon

ffffff the only style he knows!

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TOTALLY AWESOME

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aww yeah~

this is the first waka i've gotten to play her off of. y so sweet?? ;3;

oh ///// as;lksjjhld you re just an amazing ammy and I m only reflecting off your awesome

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no u!