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chihiro fujisaki x any!!

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is there really more to say
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Joseph and Omori

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//I'm sorry! I got busy with classes and work.//

Joseph and Omori

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''If I do, don't worry! I've got a few tricks up my sleeve," he says, pointing out his hand to you - you saw a strange red hand climb atop of his arm before lunging at you... but when you blinked, it was gone.
Omori laughed - "Whatcha looking at?'' he asked, knowing damn well it was him abusing his powers in public.
He wasn't actually going to do anything, just wanted to have fun... er, his sick version of 'fun'.

Joseph and Omori

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''My friends aren't real,'' he says, letting out a little huff. Ah, yes - 'friends', and by that they meant Headspace... well, he wasn't there anymore! They were just copies of real people, nothing there was real besides him! HIM!
He stoped staring at the concrete and looked back up at you with a fast head movement. ''And yours? Well, I mean, I already know,'' he says, a sharp-toothed grin spreading across his face.

Joseph and Omori

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He let out a slight chuckle before scratching his head and putting his hands in his pockets. Technically, Omori was a twelve-year old. He was designed by Sunny to be able to take him back to when he was a kid, but... Omori was so f***ed up in the head that he didn't really act twelve, despite the fact he was a demon.
"Omori,'' he says, sounding awfully too... happy, in an uncanny way. He stuck his hand out, offering a handshake, his hand barbed with red, claw-like nails.