kašika's Links
Ovaj tip me gleda kao da sam lud, ali mi smo isti. Obojica čudne stvari na ovoj zemlji, pa zašto ne bismo postali prijatelji?
Majko mila, kakvo čudno stvorenje.
Lounging in the sand, the cold water creeping up my legs, I sensed the need to rise as the sand started invading unwelcome places. Upon standing, I encountered a figure looming over me. The encounter felt surreal, leaving me uncertain about his reality. In an attempt to confirm, my intention to touch his skin took an unexpected turn—my finger ended up in his eye. Silly, right? He recoiled, understandably questioning my peculiar action. I, too, pondered the same as I walked away, the details of any response lost to the strangeness of the day.
I was sitting comfortably under a shared umbrella, until I see an odd angemo by the shore. He’s weirdly flailing around, and my acquaintance tells me to check up on him. I find the idea of someone helpless at the shore silly, but I go to check anyway. Once he saw me, we shared a moment of awkward silence. Right before I say anything, he pokes me in my eye. Who pokes a stranger’s eye like that? If that was some sort of self defense, I hope he knows I didn’t mean any harm. Confused by the whole interaction, I’m unsure if I said anything, but he ended up walking away. I walk back to my umbrella, to where i get laughed at.
Stepped into her bookstore once. The woman radiates positivity, but I couldn't overlook her pint-sized stature. Not wanting to make it awkward, I subtly retreated every time she engaged in conversation, avoiding the neck-craning scenario. She might've caught on but was kind enough not to mention it. Grabbed a couple of books and bolted out as swiftly as possible. Unsure if I can muster the courage to revisit that place.
“What a pretty man! I’ve never seen an angemo with an appearance like his, especially his right eye and seeker! It’s a shame he didn’t seem to want to talk to me. He made it obvious whenever he was trying to evade conversation, so I eventually let it rest. He checked out his books quickly, and bolted. He should come back sometime! Maybe if I give him some free coffee, he will be as speedy as Usain Bolt 🤔..”
Bože... those eyes are like nothing I've ever encountered. It's like a chihuahua. His upbeat vibe is infectious, but I struggle to maintain eye contact. On the bright side, his passion for cooking is pretty cool. Perhaps a chef's hat awaits him in retirement, if he ever decides to hang up his current gig.
Bože.. 👁️👁️ Kašika is funny! He like my tteokbokki, and ask for more always! 😊 His eye is interestings, I want to take him to night picnic to watch him glow, and eat more tteokbokki! 😆
I wonder if he gets his brows waxed. This guy looks so immaculate. I met him scrounging around in the trees, I think he found a nest and was crunching on baby birds. For such a clean looking individual, he surely acted savage. He didn’t even want to share. I’d say my feelings were hurt, but I don’t know if I could bring myself to eat that… actually, maybe. Best be on my way then.
“As I was making a meal out of an unattended bird’s nest, a peculiar angemo stops by to observe me. I am not one to share my meals, but I don’t believe I was acting out of proper etiquette to not share with a stranger. His appearance was notable enough for me to still recall, so if I see him again, I will make note on his behaviors.” If he heard Kašika’s flattery, he would’ve stopped functioning.
It seems I had been wandering and zoning out, but Peter was sure to snap me out of hit. We bumped into each other, and he dropped a heavy box on my foot. It really hurt. He had no idea how I got to the warehouse because it seemed that it was a spot that was off limits for non-employees. I do not know how I got there either. Also, I ended up working alongside him for a week, until his boss caught on. Strangely, despite the sweat and toil, the paycheck never found its way to me. Go figure.
As I was making sure I put on the right sticker on a package, I collide with an unfamiliar angemo. Kašika, is not an employee, so I'm not sure how he even got here. Intentionally trespassing would be one thing, but this guy didn't even know where he was. After that day, he kept showing up, and even started to work alongside me. The entire week was weird, it's not like he was an official worker, and it's not like my boss cared enough to even notice this random guy here. He was friendly, I liked working with him, but I didn't get to tell him that. My boss found out a week later and shooed him away, and I haven't seen him since.
She's a fascinating one. While I'm lost in my thoughts, as I like to sit and watch the sky, she's in perpetual motion—either fleeing from the unknown or sprinting toward some peculiar destination. My curiosity got the better of me one day, and in attempting to unravel the mystery, we found ourselves locked in an awkward staring contest. When words did finally escape my lips, her expression shifted to one of mild terror, or perhaps those oversized eyes are just a permanent fixture. No idea what to make of it, just tossing my musings into the void.
WAHH! Him! I've seen him in passing numerous times while running late and he always seemed to be watching me (>~<') Wahhh so embarrassing he must think I'm crazy or something!! One day I fell over a stupid rock. It wasn't even that big a rock too!!! and spilled all the stuff in my bag. As I was picking it up hurriedly I again felt I was being watched so I looked up nervously.. and there he was staring (○□○)" I was stressed I didn't move and stared back. That went on for what felt like an embarrassing forever!! I just had to say something! But when I tried to speak I nearly started crying. I don't think I've been in a more nerve-wracking situation!! Ahh i don't think hes ever seen me normally he probably thinks I'm a freakkk wahhh maybe I'll bake him something and reintroduce myself?? WAHH but I feel it's already too late!!!
Tyrant—an eyebrow-raising moniker, though not necessarily in a negative light. Interpret that as you wish. Conversations with him have been sparse, leaving my opinions in a state of flux. He's inclined toward solo dialogues, a trait I find rather perplexing. Additionally, the constant weeping of his head seekers strikes me as peculiar. Is it an ocular irritation or a manifestation of deeper mysteries? Who knows.
He's an intriguing individual I'll say that much~ He's got an air about him that does lovely things for curiosity and wonder~ At least it does for mine♡~ I've yet to truly pick his brains as all our interactions have been quite brief, although that fact is typically a fault of my own rather than his~ We always seem to catch each other when I'm.. well let's just say busy sorting things out~~ When we do see each other in passing I can't help but feel he's not fully looking at me but is a tad preoccupied by my seekers which is quite peculiar~ Though I do believe I'm the only one in Peak that's seekers weep in such a continuous way so it must be that fact that draws him to them perhaps~ I'm quite interested in his as well though~~
Wandered into a serene spot, guided more by chance than memory. Slight breeze, bugs serenading. Spotted a guy sipping whiskey, immersed in the stars. Must've been lost in his face as he has a peculiar expression, 'cause he shot me a look. Offered me a sip, but I'm a wine person. Shared a silent moment under the stars before I sauntered away. Sjećat ću se njega...
"Hmm. The moment shared was brief, but nice. I do hope to see him again. If you cross paths with Kašika, do give the latter my regards! Perhaps a gift awaits him. My knowledge is not limited to whiskey after all. Haha."
Oh Bože sačuvaj, this one's a real curiosity. I'm not even sure if he can soar through the skies, given that he appears to be unraveling right in front of me. Our paths have crossed during my errand runs, and I've caught him fixating on my head wings. Presumably, he's pondering the unconventional nature of these appendages. As for me, I'm at a loss for words in response...
"I just... Don't... I just don't understand if I'm hallucinating whenever I cross paths with this guy. Everything about him seems unreal, but there's no way it's just some twisted fictive of my imagination. Whatever it is, I don't know if he fascinates me or creeps me out."
No need for tech assistance on my end... I am curious of those wings of his too... I can't help but ponder whether he willingly subjected himself to all that or if it's the result of some bizarre mishap. It's an intriguing spectacle, though I can't shake the feeling that it might come with a twinge of discomfort. Hmm.
"What a guy! He shows over sometimes. Everything about him looks super interesting- I've never seen something quite like him before, even when studying at the academia with all those angemo varieties...
I’ve never been to school so I don’t see a point in striving to be the best. Not that that’s a bad thing. I also can’t recall where my house is, so maybe I can ask him if he’s ever seen any eviction notices addressed for my residence under my name. That or bills. I think I pay those, or I am not sure where the money goes. Hm much to do, much to do…
"I see that name in so many letters. I keep delivering them, But the box never gets emptied... Might have forgotten to change his address, or is just committing tax evasion. Even then, get a second delivery box at this point!"
Watering plants in this garden I happened to come across, and I had caught sight of this intense creature. Others might fixate on my gaze, but his stare takes it to another level. It was relentless, so I walked over and watered him too. The plants on him seemed to enjoy it. Then, a fleeting desire to try it myself hit, but getting wet would derail my afternoon activities. That, and it is not socially acceptable to remove my… garment and wring it in public. Hmm, perhaps I will do that whenever he decides to leave me to my work and my thoughts, it would seem refreshing in this crisp air.
He is... interesting. I've heard many stories of other's strange encounters with him, and I happened to have one myself... and that was me getting watered. Now, was it the worst thing ever? Compared to what I have to put up with daily, it was an inconvenience as I was doing my work. He then went among the rest of his day... When I went home that day, Mariam didn't seem all too happy I got soaked, but alas, I had some other clothes to wear... it's been a while since I wore my old outfit. Oh well, I had to wait for my newer one to dry.
This man kindly arrested me once. I was fine with it though because at least he was gentle with the restraints. I didn’t realize that I had been walking through a crime scene. Oh bože, I had been late to… my afternoon activities. He let me go, but I decided I would be my own detective of sorts just to see if I could solve the crime. Did I? Perhaps, but I think this calls for a sandwich. Wonder if he likes BLTs—I don't want my tomato, and he seems like he could use some fruit.
This... man? Pardon my language, but what the actual fuck? I had just finished securing a crime scene, as I happened to be around when the unit responsible for such was still yet to arrive and was politely asked to take care of it, and he just... Walked? Past all the tape? And somehow was confused about the fact it was in fact a crime scene??? Of course I arrested him on the spot, since he exhibited rather suspicious behavior, but... He turned out to have nothing to do with the case at hand! What was even the point?! I don't... ...I could use a sandwich, yes.
He's got this bag on his arm, and I squished it once, mistaking it for a stress reliever. Turns out, it's some kind of IV thing. He warned me not to do that. Now, I'm spooked. His teeth add to the unease. When he smiles, those evenly spaced, equally sized teeth grab all my attention, but in the most uncanny way. Oh Bože, molim te čuvaj me... Please protect me, Lord.
Ohh, isn't this individual rather unusual? I can recall them, not only due to their unique and intriguing appearance, but also because of an equally cheeky gesture... Even though I don't believe it was purposeful, having people handle my IV bag is rather displeasing an irritating, physically speaking.
Perplexed. He holds different jobs but insists on different names each time. I thought he was Joseph, but apparently it is completely different in other locations. Visited his bar and store, and he acts oblivious when I call him the "wrong" name, accompanied by a dubious look... maybe he has a twin? Oh Bože sačuvaj... no skin off my nose—I'll just vanish and go back to my afternoon activities.
“It’s a shame that I’m a stickler for what names I’m addressed by in spaces, not that I’m looking to change that. As much as I wanted to assure this curious stranger that I do not have some identical twin, I’m not exactly looking to do any self-exposure. Anywho, Angemos really ought to take notice to him, he basically looks out of this world. I have never been this intrigued in angemos based off of their appearance until my adulthood, but man ;; I’m NOT feeling guilty about this, I don’t know what you’re talking about..!”
I stare at this creature as he had dropped his notebook on the ground before jumping into leaves. It appears he has one eyeball, isn’t that sad? It makes me wonder what happened, but I am too shy to ask. He reminds me of an earthly creature known for being sly. Oh bože, I wanted to jump in too, as those leaves looked deliciously enticing, but I was too tempted that I might want to eat one. Maybe I will come back later… (kašika forgot about this angemo as soon as he walked away)
The fox never even noticed the other angemo witnessing him leap into the leaves. It seems that at the time, the only thing Maple could think of was jumping into the crunchy pile of leaves — almost in a head first dive!
If you ask them about Kašika, he would tilt his head in question.
Maybe he'll come across this angemo again one day....
I was sitting on the side at the store… waiting for I don’t remember, but this angemo sat beside me. I got lost in her eyes.. or maybe just her eye, I’m not too sure which one I was staring into. We sat there until someone kicked us out for not doing anything. As I was kicked to the curb, I remembered that I was waiting to get a drink. Now I’m parched. I am too shy to ask if she wants to get a drink, so I will wander to get a beverage and secretly hope she follows. I’m glad those dry eyes get me.
[talking to some human sitting on a very huge, very fancily decorated mattress] "i think this guy understands me on a level deeper than mental. was just looking around and there he was- staring. so i did as i do and i stared back. and we just stared for a while. it was the most intense thing that's happened to me in a long time but i think we totally made a connection...! it felt like he knew me, you know?." [the human nods. it's terrified (again).]
It's rather amusing that a man sporting dried blood as a gag finds me peculiar. Hahaha, but truth be told, I'm a tad frightened, so maybe it's wise not to reveal my thoughts. Despite his desire to shake hands, all I can sense are the hairs on my neck standing on end, whispering at me not to touch his garish skin, a stark contrast to his manicured nails. Perhaps I should claim a condition that prevents me from touching people. Wonder if he'd see through that.… maybe it would be best for me to smile and wave while backing away.
I’m not even sure this one’s a god. He’s a weird little blue… no purple… blue(?) thing. I was trying to introduce myself to the little fella cause I don’t know if he’s aware that he’s not wearing any clothes. Usually I don’t mingle with the gods here, but there’s no way he is one. Such a strange thing. The introductions barely got past the exchanging of names cause he kept staring at me like I had rabies…
Walking into his establishment, I noted the absence of displayed credentials, a rarity among doctors who often boast about their education and licensure. My mouth harbors an excess of teeth, occasionally commanding me to do things, hence my visit. He seemed fixated on my eye, a fact he mentioned multiple times. Unclear about the issue myself, I focused on silencing it rather than verifying if he indeed extracted any teeth. Quite the judgmental fellow...
"I'm not going to sugarcoat anything; this guy is unusual and peculiar. I can't quite get a read on this particular individual, yet perhaps my uncertainty makes it appealing in some way. However, his flashing eye is incredibly distracting; I find myself sidetracked by it during any contact. It's almost like a neon sign, pushing you to stare at his face. However, I can't help but also be captivated by his teeth. They're incredible to say the least; not the finest I've seen, but certainly some noteworthy ones."