‎ now you're just putting words into my mouth. never did i ever mutter any speech degrading you or your society of sinners. i merely implied a suggestion that greatness be sought somewhere different. ( eyes, lowered due to painkillers, stare directly up towards the creation. - - ‎

‎ today's low cortisol is brought to you by a dose or two from the 'penjamin' and a packed bowl. ‎

ㅤ you 'think' the ears are real? haru. ㅤ

ㅤ five nights at manhattan cafe’s ㅤ

𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐔𝐦𝐚 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞

ㅤ it sounds to me that you and these other sinners come from a place that is not-so forgiving on its occupants. if this 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 is what you call "great," i worry for those you oversee. ( crossing her arms, head remaining tilted back to keep eye contact. she subtly grimaces, - - ㅤ

ㅤ no. i'm afraid i don't. ( leaning forward, squinting. she does immediately notice the similar ears and tail. how odd. ) i haven't. i have a feeling you made that up. ㅤ

ㅤ "why not? i have taken plenty of time rest my brain using white noise and calming jazz from random playlists online. a wink of sleep is useless and unproductive, especially for one as myself." ( quirking an eyebrow, lips pursing in a dissatisfied confusion. she's genuine. ) - - ㅤ

ㅤ ( upon jill's realization, tachyon would -- be confused. she blinks before offering an empty stare. raising a sleeve, rubbing it against the side of her head as her lip quirks in thought. ) what is a horse? ㅤ

ㅤ i suppose it must be, considering the... vessel you wear. for lack of a better phrase. ( such a thing, scientifically, shouldn't be allowed to exist. perhaps it's the reason she still even bothers to communicate with it. ) is there a ... story? folklore? a legend for why you look like that? ㅤ

ㅤ ( turning in her swivel chair, now facing the other. ) "well, let's see." ( crossing her legs over each other, blankly staring. ) "i've had several micro-sleeps over the past seventy - two hours, plus the medicines to rid my need of sleep." ( a smile of no-wrong-doing. ) - - ㅤ

ㅤ "how unfortunate.. i feel it enhances the speed of my thought process. several ideas coming to me all at once. it's overwhelming at times." ( shaking her head, showing a tired smile. ) "strange how it has different effects on us, considering we seem to be one-in-the-same." ㅤ

archie few assignments to do and then i'll be here!!

ㅤ you are quite visible... ㅤ

ㅤ who here is on the electromagnetic spectrum ㅤ

ㅤ ( marijuana is definitely preferred over coke. though, the snow is helpful when in need of an energy boost during her days. ) ㅤ

ㅤ it helps me formulate new ideas. ㅤ

ㅤ i solve "boo - boos" with other methods. ㅤ

ㅤ who? ㅤ

ㅤ you sound pathetic. ㅤ

ㅤ you understand. ㅤ

ㅤ wouldn’t it be a brilliant idea to just explode all things that bring inconvenience? ㅤ

ㅤ ( jolting -- she had a journal covering her face, she couldn't see her come in ! ) "jungle pocket." ( leaning forward, allowing the journal to fall from her face to her lap. ) "there's still so much left for me to do, though." ㅤ

ㅤ i'm afraid i don't understand. ( raising an eyebrow at the much larger ... thing [?]. her stare emits confusion. ) their sin? 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 loneliness? this isn't some strange fantasy you're carrying out, is it? ㅤ

ㅤ " 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 .ᐟ " ( taking the contract and neatly folding it into a small square. she slips it into her labcoat before looking to her new test subject with a wide smile. ) "as soon as possible!" ㅤ

ㅤ oh, really? i thought you were talking about standard melatonin. ( she tilts her head as she raises a hand to rub her chin with her large sleeve. ) what is it? ㅤ

ㅤ ( off her meds. currently concocting a suspicious ooze. ) ㅤ

ㅤ ( leaning back in her chair.. so sleepy. ) ㅤ

ㅤ rest does sound nice… ( stretching. ) i feel like i’ve been up forever. ㅤ

ㅤ ( trying to stay awake. also hasn’t realised that she’s been up for nearly 72 hours. ) ㅤ

archie isn’t it funny how tachyon is just the potential man meme

ㅤ ( contemplating violence. ) "i also never believed you intended to return my honeybun either." ㅤ

ㅤ "i don't believe you." ㅤ

ㅤ they will put me down. ㅤ

ㅤ yes. ㅤ

ㅤ "do you only think about food?" ㅤ

ㅤ you make me angry. so very angry that i might say the f-word. ㅤ

ㅤ i don't know what it tastes like. that's why i want you to drink this. ㅤ

ㅤ i'm growing fond of eminem. ㅤ

ㅤ drink it and find out. please. i need this. ㅤ

ㅤ maybe. maybe not. ㅤ

ㅤ ( her expression sours. lips riddle with disappointment. ) that's not right. ( still, she continues observing his leg. she even grips his calf with both hands, squeezing and trying to feel for any muscle growth. ) it was supposed to build muscle in your legs for more stamina... ㅤ

ㅤ "oh, yes. i almost forgot!" ( happily chirping as she slips out a singular sheet of paper. standard liability lingo. statements claiming that tachyon herself is not responsible for anything that could go wrong. ) "just sign at the bottom." ㅤ

ㅤ i've never heard of it. ( she lazily shrugs. ) i guess that makes us even. yet, it's still hard to believe you don't know of a global phenomenon. i, myself, am an umamusume. born and raised to run. ㅤ

ㅤ experimenting? ( her ears twitch, perking up at the usage of the word. subtly leaning forward, eyes much more attentive than before. ) are you looking for the cure to their suffering? ㅤ