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jikan_network2021-04-03 10:39 pm
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[Text] un: songlan
[ Zichen only has one way to communicate with people so far, so he doesn't attempt to add any images. ]
Please forgive the intrusion to your day. I am Song Zichen, and I have what may seem an unusual question. In this world, is there a way for those without certain body parts to regain them? Specifically, I lack a tongue, and my soulmate lacks eyes. We are hoping to regain them, if it is possible.
Any suggestions are appreciated.
Please forgive the intrusion to your day. I am Song Zichen, and I have what may seem an unusual question. In this world, is there a way for those without certain body parts to regain them? Specifically, I lack a tongue, and my soulmate lacks eyes. We are hoping to regain them, if it is possible.
Any suggestions are appreciated.
Text - cw mutilation of the tongue
It might also be possible in my world. I am not a doctor so do not know.
My tongue was cut out. Yes, that is what people use to...lick, and helps with eating, and is how people speak. I can hum, laugh a little, but that is all.
Tong is something else.
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I know wat a tongue is hahahaha I just always thot it was spelled differently haha yor a silly person!!!
Anyways
Sorry to heer about yor tongue I can imagine it must have hurt a lot I only heer about tongue cutting in stories about hell sounds like that's wat u been thru!
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You would be one of few to consider me amusing. [ He's not exactly known for his sense of humor. ]
I have led an...unusual life, one could say. I hope you never have to experience some of the more unusual aspects that I have.
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Does it hurt??
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I do not feel much pain anymore. The memory of it remains.
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Something that still walks and communicates after dying? In a world where such a thing is a source of pure evil? Eeeeh maybe not so much.]
sheesh the way you sound like I would have thought you were a ghost hahahahahaha
But it sounds really sad are you still sad??? Why don't we get to know each other a little more? Yor new and all right??? I can show you around the place and u can make a new friend!! So u and yor soulmate can feel a little more at home
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Not quite. I am what my world calls a Fierce Corpse. My soul inhabits my body, but my body is basically dead.
If you are still interested in meeting, it would be my honor to meet with you.
1/3
2/3
3/3 god I hope you can read this
[his typing degraded by a ton, implying he was shaking as he pressed the buttons.]
hahahahahahahaha yoorr messing with me hahaha I gotta see this for reel and I already made a promise so I can't back out now do u know where ### park is?
/DED
I do not know what a voidsent is. I speak normally because my mind is my own and my soul remains intact.
I will find that park. You will know me by the sword on my back and my black robes. I will not harm you.
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[Of course...he leaves out a lot of important details. Welp. Putting away his device, he makes his way towards the park. He tries his best to be low key until he can find whom he is looking for.]
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I will see you soon.
[ Zichen does manage to find directions to the park, and arrives not too long after. He searches for the red bit of cloth, and the axe, expecting to find perhaps a strong child but nothing otherwise out of the ordinary.
Seeing nothing of the like, he chooses to find a spot where he can observe without being conspicuously in the way. By appearance alone, he looks human. Only when close up and really looking will black veins at his neck be visible, just barely above his robe's neckline. ]
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Not like Genbu is one to talk, considering how he's dressed.*. He looks around the park, inquiring other park goers, until he finally sees what he believes is his targ-er, friend that he is to meet. For now, he is behind him, approaching slowly, studying. He seemed...normal. The way he carried himself, the way he walked, the way he looked around...he was either a very advanced voidsent or someone who definitely still had some shred of humanity. Could Genbu really judge him? After all, he met a very friendly skeleton earlier, so why not someone who's essentially a zombie?
A fun story to share if he ever gets back home, at least.
Sighing, Genbu stands straight up and slaps his cheeks, psyching himself up. Putting on a friendly grin, Genbu finally begins approaching Song from behind.]
Oooooooh! Sing-Song~! [He shouts. The first thing anyone would notice is the smooth, masculine deepness of Genbu's voice.]
[ooc: *he is not wearing the gray shirt underneath or red belt. It's all bare abs and titties under there.]
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Zichen holds onto his patience while he waits, silent and observing those who pass by. But also enjoying being outside without a precise motive other than waiting for Genbu.
He turns quickly when he hears some rustling, admittedly a bit alarmed before he settles...only to stare. But he doesn't attack, or even really reach for the sword at his back.
There's still a rather...stunned air about him. He's not used to such a boisterous greeting! But red top and the axe... He takes a breath (needless, but habit) and cups his hands before him to bow a little at the waist. ]
I am Song Zichen, yes.
[ ooc: the gesture he's making is like his icon :3 ]
I only have this in bunny form lmao
[Genbu seems to perk up at the greeting. Oh it's been so long since he was greeted like this. Was this man perhaps from a world similar to Western Yanxia?
As if by instinct, Genbu repeats the greeting, clasping his hands in the same manner. But he doesn't quite bow at the waist, but rather raises his hands a bit. But he does bow his head!]
Boy that sure brings back memories! Got any nicknames I can call ya? My name's Genbu! I mentioned that didn't I? But ya can call me Gen! Or Genny! Or Gengen or...well anythin', really.