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Name: Ligonem, Latin for "Spade"
Gender: Male
What's Their Question?: Can I punch your face in?
Explanation: Lignonem is quite the violent Viscet, and
his extra pair of eyes make it so that he appears to always
be scowling. Maybe he is always scowling, considering he
certainly plays the part of the grumpy Viscet very well.
His temper and attitude matches with his fur markings very
well, so it really isn't all that surprising that he would resort
to solve things physically when he can't get a direct answer.
Ligonem is also curious to how physical contact would be
for spirits, henceforth asking permission to punch them.
Maybe punching a spirit in the face isn't very ethical, but
Ligonem can't think of any other place that would hurt as
much as the face.
While Ligonem realizes that smashing a face in the wall
probably end up hurting a lot more than punching a face,
he doesn't want to try that out with an actual spirit. He's
actually a huge softie underneath who just wants to be
noticed and appreciated, and again, when things don't go
his way he resorts to solve things physically by using his
fists. Besides, it's not like Ligonem would actually punch
the spirits in the face that hard, he knows his own strength,
whereas if he were to use the wall, the spirit might end up
with a broken nose and a dent in their skull, if they still have
one.
Although Ligonem can be considered as a "softie", other
Japanese Viscets would dub Ligonem as a "tsundere", which
apparently in Japanese it would be someone who acts all
tough on the outside but is actually caring and sweet. That is
an accurate depiction of Ligonem, and he would punch any
Viscet in the face who dared to call him cute or soft. While he
won't admit it, Ligonem really is a tsundere.
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Extra 1: Learning about Yin
Ligonem stared blankly at the darkly patterned etheric
revenant in front of him. He wasn't quite sure on what
to make of the spirit, but the lilac Viscet's fingers
started to tremble. Closing his eyes and opening them
with a glint, Ligonem stared at Yin. "Can I punch your
face in?"
Yin blinked, unsure of how he should respond. It wasn't
everyday that he was approached with a question as
absurd as the one Ligonem has presented to him. "No.
It'll hurt. I'll pass."
Ligonem let out a sigh of disappointment, and made his
way next to Yin. Not making a single sound, he sat down
quietly, glaring at his paws for no apparent reason. Yin
followed stiffly, as Ligonem shot him a curious look. After
all, could it be possible that ghosts and spirits can feel
things like a regular Viscet?
"Umm, why... Are you here?" Ligonem asked quietly, finally
deciding to shatter the silence. Yin tilted his head to look
up at the stars, with his paws planted firmly in the grassy
grounds beneath him.
"Is there a reason why I shouldn't be here? I died near here,
I shouldn't be deprived of that right to visit the grounds of
my fatal death," Yin responded, equally quiet, and the two
lapsed into silence again.
Ligonem gathered that Yin wasn't a particularly talkative
Viscet, and took it upon himself to make Yin speak more than
just a few sentences. "I was curious. I thought that once you
had died, your soul would be detached from this planet forever.
But nevermind that, what does being dead feel like?" Ligonem
asked, as Yin shrugged.
"It feels... Normal. Like how it did when I was still alive," Yin
mumbled, before fading into the shadows and leaving Ligonem
all alone.
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Extra 2: Nabi
Yes, while Ligonem is obsessed with spirits and had somehow
taken a fancy to the other light blue Viscet, Nabi was the furthest thing from a spirit. Nabi was aware of Ligonem's infatuation, but decided to lightly step around it, since the urgent thing at hand was that Ligonem had a working Ouija board, and he had managed to summon Yin, albeit accidentally. Was it a coincidence that the two were near the road where Yin had died in a car accident?
"Ligonem... Why won't you leave the board? Misfortune will only befall you," Nabi protested, but flinched away when the lilac Viscet turned his gaze towards her. The female Viscet's heterochromatic eyes darted around nervously. "I know you like spirits and all, but this is terrifying. Isn't there another way to communicate with the spirits without using an Ouija board?"
"Shut up, Nabi," Ligonem mumbled, lashing his tail. "I don't need your worry. What makes you think that I'm weak enough to admit that I'm schizophrenic? Oh wait, I'm not weak, and I'm certainly not schizophrenic, thank you very much. Spirits exist, Nabi, all you need to do is open those ignorant eyes on yours."
"Why are you being so rude?" Nabi questioned, frowning slightly at Ligonem. "Alright, you're not schizophrenic. I never said you were. You didn't have to get all defensive like that."
Ligonem let out a growl, before slamming the Ouija board onto the ground and glaring at Nabi. "Shut up! Why do you make me feel this way? I don't want to talk to you, or anyone living, for that matter! This... This feeling, I feel that I can only truly understand when a spirit enlightens me. I'm in the dark, I can't see a single thing, and all you're doing is pulling me down further."
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Extra 3: Understanding the feelings of Nabi
"What... Are you talking about? I haven't done a single thing to you, Ligonem! You're being unreasonable," Nabi said, raising a delicate eyebrow at the shaking male. Ligonem blinked, and sat back down again.
"Alright, if I can't talk to my spiritual friends, then I might as well confide in you. I... Get this feeling around you. This feeling of happiness, but I'm not sure why. It makes me want to stumble over my words and blush and run back to my home. Do you know what this feeling is, Nabi? Of course you do, this is you we're talking about," Ligonem mumbled, staring down at the green grass. Nabi tensed, before taking a seat next to the lilac coloured Viscet.
"It's probably nothing you need to worry about, Ligonem. This is affection. We are friends, right?" Nabi questioned, glancing at Ligonem and feeling her heart twist a little inside. Ligonem won't understand, Nabi tried to reason with herself, because after all, spirits is all there is to Ligonem's world. That's how it had always been, and how it will always be.
Ligonem narrowed his eyes at the butterfly patterned Viscet. "You're not being truthful with me, Nabi. This isn't just any old affection. It runs deeper, does it not? You return those feelings. I know what this is, I want to understand, but I can't put a name to it." Shuffling closer to Nabi, when Ligonem placed his head gently on Nabi's shoulder she tensed. "Am I right?"
"Maybe, just maybe," Nabi mumbled, slowly feeling herself relax. The two stayed in that position when Nabi turned to face Ligonem. "I hate you so much sometimes, you know?"
A large grin spread across the lilac coloured Viscet's face. "I know, I hate you too, Nabi."
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