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It's Basil, both his headspace and faraway version!
(RP account, semi-serious, expect OMORI spoilers!)
(RP account, semi-serious, expect OMORI spoilers!)
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"...That's how I want to be like... someone who always sees the bright side of things."
-RP account, serious/crack portrayal of Basil from Omori.
-Literate!
-⚠️EXPECT SPOILERS!⚠️
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"...That's how I want to be like... someone who always sees the bright side of things."
-RP account, serious/crack portrayal of Basil from Omori.
-Literate!
-⚠️EXPECT SPOILERS!⚠️
Reposted by 🌻🍉A Home for Flowers🍉🌻
September 2, 2025 at 4:03 PM
"...Not sure if i want to 'smell' omori, to be honest..."
August 18, 2025 at 9:52 PM
"...Not sure if i want to 'smell' omori, to be honest..."
He quietly shakes his head.
Come to think of it, wasn't there a photo album he had earlier in the dream world? He'll probably have filled them with just more pleasant memories from a better time.
Wonder if it's also here.
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Come to think of it, wasn't there a photo album he had earlier in the dream world? He'll probably have filled them with just more pleasant memories from a better time.
Wonder if it's also here.
...
August 1, 2025 at 5:23 PM
He quietly shakes his head.
Come to think of it, wasn't there a photo album he had earlier in the dream world? He'll probably have filled them with just more pleasant memories from a better time.
Wonder if it's also here.
...
Come to think of it, wasn't there a photo album he had earlier in the dream world? He'll probably have filled them with just more pleasant memories from a better time.
Wonder if it's also here.
...
Basil shrugs.
"No.. It happened before... I n-need to stop being reckless..."
His self-hatred is only swelling up even more. They had a decent conversation, and he just /had/ to ruin it because he couldn't stay sane for a few seconds.
Negative thoughts fill his mind. He avoids eye contact.
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"No.. It happened before... I n-need to stop being reckless..."
His self-hatred is only swelling up even more. They had a decent conversation, and he just /had/ to ruin it because he couldn't stay sane for a few seconds.
Negative thoughts fill his mind. He avoids eye contact.
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July 26, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Basil shrugs.
"No.. It happened before... I n-need to stop being reckless..."
His self-hatred is only swelling up even more. They had a decent conversation, and he just /had/ to ruin it because he couldn't stay sane for a few seconds.
Negative thoughts fill his mind. He avoids eye contact.
...
"No.. It happened before... I n-need to stop being reckless..."
His self-hatred is only swelling up even more. They had a decent conversation, and he just /had/ to ruin it because he couldn't stay sane for a few seconds.
Negative thoughts fill his mind. He avoids eye contact.
...
//Apologies for my slow responses...
July 24, 2025 at 9:56 PM
//Apologies for my slow responses...
Basil gives her a little nod, sweat visible on his forehead.
Combined with the dirtied trousers and his outburst earlier, he knows his words aren't convincing in the slightest.
He doesn't want her to start prying and prodding at what's really bothering him, but if they keep hanging around...
Combined with the dirtied trousers and his outburst earlier, he knows his words aren't convincing in the slightest.
He doesn't want her to start prying and prodding at what's really bothering him, but if they keep hanging around...
July 24, 2025 at 9:55 PM
Basil gives her a little nod, sweat visible on his forehead.
Combined with the dirtied trousers and his outburst earlier, he knows his words aren't convincing in the slightest.
He doesn't want her to start prying and prodding at what's really bothering him, but if they keep hanging around...
Combined with the dirtied trousers and his outburst earlier, he knows his words aren't convincing in the slightest.
He doesn't want her to start prying and prodding at what's really bothering him, but if they keep hanging around...
With nervous steps he arrives at the door.
He gazes back at her with a slow tilt of his head, with dull cloudy eyes.
He really isn't feeling good, but he's putting on quite a defense. Maybe she'll just wait it out. If given a close enough friend, he'll spill his worries to her eventually...
He gazes back at her with a slow tilt of his head, with dull cloudy eyes.
He really isn't feeling good, but he's putting on quite a defense. Maybe she'll just wait it out. If given a close enough friend, he'll spill his worries to her eventually...
July 21, 2025 at 5:56 AM
With nervous steps he arrives at the door.
He gazes back at her with a slow tilt of his head, with dull cloudy eyes.
He really isn't feeling good, but he's putting on quite a defense. Maybe she'll just wait it out. If given a close enough friend, he'll spill his worries to her eventually...
He gazes back at her with a slow tilt of his head, with dull cloudy eyes.
He really isn't feeling good, but he's putting on quite a defense. Maybe she'll just wait it out. If given a close enough friend, he'll spill his worries to her eventually...
"But I am.. hm..." He mumbles the rest of his sentence.
Even he has trouble ignoring it. Compared to anyone else here, he's a complete disaster.
"..."
He averts his gaze. He doesn't like talking about it. It makes him feel even more exposed and vulnerable than he usually is.
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Even he has trouble ignoring it. Compared to anyone else here, he's a complete disaster.
"..."
He averts his gaze. He doesn't like talking about it. It makes him feel even more exposed and vulnerable than he usually is.
...
July 19, 2025 at 6:26 AM
"But I am.. hm..." He mumbles the rest of his sentence.
Even he has trouble ignoring it. Compared to anyone else here, he's a complete disaster.
"..."
He averts his gaze. He doesn't like talking about it. It makes him feel even more exposed and vulnerable than he usually is.
...
Even he has trouble ignoring it. Compared to anyone else here, he's a complete disaster.
"..."
He averts his gaze. He doesn't like talking about it. It makes him feel even more exposed and vulnerable than he usually is.
...
"Y-yes, sure..."
He mumbles, looking at her with blank eyes.
In reality, he's desperately trying not to freak out by not thinking about anything. The broken pot, a nearby tree, Natsuki, anything will do.
If he focuses on that, he can't dwell on anything unpleasant and unravel again.
...
He mumbles, looking at her with blank eyes.
In reality, he's desperately trying not to freak out by not thinking about anything. The broken pot, a nearby tree, Natsuki, anything will do.
If he focuses on that, he can't dwell on anything unpleasant and unravel again.
...
July 14, 2025 at 8:54 PM
"Y-yes, sure..."
He mumbles, looking at her with blank eyes.
In reality, he's desperately trying not to freak out by not thinking about anything. The broken pot, a nearby tree, Natsuki, anything will do.
If he focuses on that, he can't dwell on anything unpleasant and unravel again.
...
He mumbles, looking at her with blank eyes.
In reality, he's desperately trying not to freak out by not thinking about anything. The broken pot, a nearby tree, Natsuki, anything will do.
If he focuses on that, he can't dwell on anything unpleasant and unravel again.
...
Basil nods despite all evidence proving otherwise. He's an absolute wreck, but quickly his mask slips back on and forces a smile back on his dirtied face.
It's almost as if he's ashamed of his own suffering. He looks worse than ever.
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It's almost as if he's ashamed of his own suffering. He looks worse than ever.
...
July 12, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Basil nods despite all evidence proving otherwise. He's an absolute wreck, but quickly his mask slips back on and forces a smile back on his dirtied face.
It's almost as if he's ashamed of his own suffering. He looks worse than ever.
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It's almost as if he's ashamed of his own suffering. He looks worse than ever.
...
"Wow... tastes so -urk- good...!"
He forces a smile on his face after eating it, trying to look as polite as possible.
It's not convincing in the slightest, making him feel nauseous.
He forces a smile on his face after eating it, trying to look as polite as possible.
It's not convincing in the slightest, making him feel nauseous.
July 12, 2025 at 7:24 PM
"Wow... tastes so -urk- good...!"
He forces a smile on his face after eating it, trying to look as polite as possible.
It's not convincing in the slightest, making him feel nauseous.
He forces a smile on his face after eating it, trying to look as polite as possible.
It's not convincing in the slightest, making him feel nauseous.
He takes a small bite of the fruit...
A painful grimace. Whereas the scent was first at a safe distance, now it's right into his mouth.
Oof. That's not pleasant, at all.
He desperately pretends to enjoy it.
A painful grimace. Whereas the scent was first at a safe distance, now it's right into his mouth.
Oof. That's not pleasant, at all.
He desperately pretends to enjoy it.
July 10, 2025 at 9:59 PM
He takes a small bite of the fruit...
A painful grimace. Whereas the scent was first at a safe distance, now it's right into his mouth.
Oof. That's not pleasant, at all.
He desperately pretends to enjoy it.
A painful grimace. Whereas the scent was first at a safe distance, now it's right into his mouth.
Oof. That's not pleasant, at all.
He desperately pretends to enjoy it.
The sudden commotion draws a glance from the gang, but they quickly lose interest. Thankfully, the flower boy landed behind a car right out of sight.
He looks utterly defeated. His face scraped against the hot gravel, dirt smeared across his head... he feels like he deserves it.
...
He looks utterly defeated. His face scraped against the hot gravel, dirt smeared across his head... he feels like he deserves it.
...
July 10, 2025 at 9:57 PM
The sudden commotion draws a glance from the gang, but they quickly lose interest. Thankfully, the flower boy landed behind a car right out of sight.
He looks utterly defeated. His face scraped against the hot gravel, dirt smeared across his head... he feels like he deserves it.
...
He looks utterly defeated. His face scraped against the hot gravel, dirt smeared across his head... he feels like he deserves it.
...
"Oh, hello... Uhm...
Wow, Is that a durian? I could smell it from a mile away... These are a rare find!"
Wow, Is that a durian? I could smell it from a mile away... These are a rare find!"
July 9, 2025 at 9:35 PM
"Oh, hello... Uhm...
Wow, Is that a durian? I could smell it from a mile away... These are a rare find!"
Wow, Is that a durian? I could smell it from a mile away... These are a rare find!"
He nods, looking off to the side, looking concerned. Clear answer... Though he isn't going to elaborate on it.
Maybe later.
He is on the verge of a panic attack, drawing a glance from the cashier from fix-it. He's keeping the door open.
He tenses up, preparing to take a step.
...
Maybe later.
He is on the verge of a panic attack, drawing a glance from the cashier from fix-it. He's keeping the door open.
He tenses up, preparing to take a step.
...
July 9, 2025 at 9:32 PM
He nods, looking off to the side, looking concerned. Clear answer... Though he isn't going to elaborate on it.
Maybe later.
He is on the verge of a panic attack, drawing a glance from the cashier from fix-it. He's keeping the door open.
He tenses up, preparing to take a step.
...
Maybe later.
He is on the verge of a panic attack, drawing a glance from the cashier from fix-it. He's keeping the door open.
He tenses up, preparing to take a step.
...
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He nods, holding the plant close to himself, in a similar fashion as a plushie. He looks immensely afraid.
"Yes... I have everything. Hm-hm... and that's h-her. And her gr-group..."
As for her question, he pauses for a little and then nods.
He looks on the verge of a breakdown.
...
"Yes... I have everything. Hm-hm... and that's h-her. And her gr-group..."
As for her question, he pauses for a little and then nods.
He looks on the verge of a breakdown.
...
July 7, 2025 at 9:52 PM
He nods, holding the plant close to himself, in a similar fashion as a plushie. He looks immensely afraid.
"Yes... I have everything. Hm-hm... and that's h-her. And her gr-group..."
As for her question, he pauses for a little and then nods.
He looks on the verge of a breakdown.
...
"Yes... I have everything. Hm-hm... and that's h-her. And her gr-group..."
As for her question, he pauses for a little and then nods.
He looks on the verge of a breakdown.
...
Basil eventually wraps up his purchase, placing his newly bought pansy in his pot.
He sees her gazing off to the side... could it be? He quickly recoiled, seeing the pink rebel further up ahead at Gino's.
"H-hey, Natsuki..." He says in a hushed tone.
He sees her gazing off to the side... could it be? He quickly recoiled, seeing the pink rebel further up ahead at Gino's.
"H-hey, Natsuki..." He says in a hushed tone.
July 7, 2025 at 8:32 PM
Basil eventually wraps up his purchase, placing his newly bought pansy in his pot.
He sees her gazing off to the side... could it be? He quickly recoiled, seeing the pink rebel further up ahead at Gino's.
"H-hey, Natsuki..." He says in a hushed tone.
He sees her gazing off to the side... could it be? He quickly recoiled, seeing the pink rebel further up ahead at Gino's.
"H-hey, Natsuki..." He says in a hushed tone.
"Depends on the amount of plants that need watering... Oh, and maybe there's a-also stuff like sprinklers, but..."
He trails off, letting her finish her sentence instead.
"Ah! But I'm going to be okay here... I like it here."
He says in a strangely peaceful tone.
...
He trails off, letting her finish her sentence instead.
"Ah! But I'm going to be okay here... I like it here."
He says in a strangely peaceful tone.
...
July 5, 2025 at 8:39 PM
"Depends on the amount of plants that need watering... Oh, and maybe there's a-also stuff like sprinklers, but..."
He trails off, letting her finish her sentence instead.
"Ah! But I'm going to be okay here... I like it here."
He says in a strangely peaceful tone.
...
He trails off, letting her finish her sentence instead.
"Ah! But I'm going to be okay here... I like it here."
He says in a strangely peaceful tone.
...
Basil nods to her statements, even if he has trouble believing her. He remembers overwatering that potted thyme recently... it wilted and had to be thrown out.
He sighs a little.
"Hmm-hmm. H-hoses can be such a ha-hassle sometimes. Sometimes I just like to use the old watering can..."
...
He sighs a little.
"Hmm-hmm. H-hoses can be such a ha-hassle sometimes. Sometimes I just like to use the old watering can..."
...
July 5, 2025 at 2:02 PM
Basil nods to her statements, even if he has trouble believing her. He remembers overwatering that potted thyme recently... it wilted and had to be thrown out.
He sighs a little.
"Hmm-hmm. H-hoses can be such a ha-hassle sometimes. Sometimes I just like to use the old watering can..."
...
He sighs a little.
"Hmm-hmm. H-hoses can be such a ha-hassle sometimes. Sometimes I just like to use the old watering can..."
...
Basil looks a little red in the face, followed by a little shiver. It's been a while since he last got a sincere compliment.
He lets go off the shelf, feeling a bit better right now.
"Haha... thank you. I uh, do my best..."
Intrusive thoughts try to tell the blonde otherwise, but...
He lets go off the shelf, feeling a bit better right now.
"Haha... thank you. I uh, do my best..."
Intrusive thoughts try to tell the blonde otherwise, but...
July 1, 2025 at 2:29 PM
Basil looks a little red in the face, followed by a little shiver. It's been a while since he last got a sincere compliment.
He lets go off the shelf, feeling a bit better right now.
"Haha... thank you. I uh, do my best..."
Intrusive thoughts try to tell the blonde otherwise, but...
He lets go off the shelf, feeling a bit better right now.
"Haha... thank you. I uh, do my best..."
Intrusive thoughts try to tell the blonde otherwise, but...
Basil nervously scratches the back of his head, eyes briefly glancing to the side.
"I-Really? Thank you..." He mumbles.
"I do like gardening, but I don't think I'm all that good at it..."
He taps his finger against the shelf, presumably to calm himself down.
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"I-Really? Thank you..." He mumbles.
"I do like gardening, but I don't think I'm all that good at it..."
He taps his finger against the shelf, presumably to calm himself down.
...
June 30, 2025 at 2:54 PM
Basil nervously scratches the back of his head, eyes briefly glancing to the side.
"I-Really? Thank you..." He mumbles.
"I do like gardening, but I don't think I'm all that good at it..."
He taps his finger against the shelf, presumably to calm himself down.
...
"I-Really? Thank you..." He mumbles.
"I do like gardening, but I don't think I'm all that good at it..."
He taps his finger against the shelf, presumably to calm himself down.
...
Basil holds onto a nearby sheft, as if for emotional support.
He briefly closes his eyes, and takes a few sharp breaths. He looks flustered having to do this in front of someone, but it works with keeping his nerves stable.
He looks a little more relaxed now, and opens his eyes.
...
He briefly closes his eyes, and takes a few sharp breaths. He looks flustered having to do this in front of someone, but it works with keeping his nerves stable.
He looks a little more relaxed now, and opens his eyes.
...
June 29, 2025 at 9:34 PM
Basil holds onto a nearby sheft, as if for emotional support.
He briefly closes his eyes, and takes a few sharp breaths. He looks flustered having to do this in front of someone, but it works with keeping his nerves stable.
He looks a little more relaxed now, and opens his eyes.
...
He briefly closes his eyes, and takes a few sharp breaths. He looks flustered having to do this in front of someone, but it works with keeping his nerves stable.
He looks a little more relaxed now, and opens his eyes.
...
The more she questions the blonde, the worse his nervousness gets. More shivers and twitches.
He passively takes a step back, despite her short statue he seems intensely afraid of her for some reason.
It's a far cry from the more welcoming boy in the other side.
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He passively takes a step back, despite her short statue he seems intensely afraid of her for some reason.
It's a far cry from the more welcoming boy in the other side.
...
June 26, 2025 at 6:03 PM
The more she questions the blonde, the worse his nervousness gets. More shivers and twitches.
He passively takes a step back, despite her short statue he seems intensely afraid of her for some reason.
It's a far cry from the more welcoming boy in the other side.
...
He passively takes a step back, despite her short statue he seems intensely afraid of her for some reason.
It's a far cry from the more welcoming boy in the other side.
...
With every new sentence she speaks out, his anxiety seems to worsen. As if he expects her to abruptly snap at him at any moment.
He can't put up his weak facade by now, as if everyone doesn't know of 'that' truth by now...
He can't put up his weak facade by now, as if everyone doesn't know of 'that' truth by now...
June 25, 2025 at 5:34 PM
With every new sentence she speaks out, his anxiety seems to worsen. As if he expects her to abruptly snap at him at any moment.
He can't put up his weak facade by now, as if everyone doesn't know of 'that' truth by now...
He can't put up his weak facade by now, as if everyone doesn't know of 'that' truth by now...