eyes this giant list anyway...okay give me A FEW MINUTES to think about this i might throw two at you (cos look at these morons) I'M STILL GONNA HAVE A DOG AND A RUG.
i can't believe you want to live in this hell /starts up kdramas for research--I'm kidding.
[ugh okay i haven't pulled him out in forever I CAN DO THIS RIGHT. Anyway first one.
It's a cold day, and Natsume has managed to get himself lost. This was a school trip, for from his home, and somehow he was separated from the others during their free time. But all is not lost, as Natsume, whilst responsible, did not worry too much about being lost. He has a friend with him, and many friends who could speak only to him (even if they could be annoying and a hindrance).
But somehow, during that, he found himself carrying a plush rug and a small puppy in his arms, much to the chagrin of a fat cat that was following him. He can't actually say much about it, but hopes that those around him would take it at face value. Either way, he can't actually deliver this favour (to who?!) without some directions.
He quietly approaches this girl with the hair accessories, because she looked around his age (only a little older. Maybe.) In a very calm voice:]
Excuse me, is there an abandoned building close by? [Wait what?]
[Rock Lee has done everything he can to Prepare for this. They've decided on this meeting of youthly romance together, and he wanted to do everything he could to help Weiss to feel the opposite of regret for her decision.
So he's dressed up in more formal clothing, his jumpsuit discarded for a moment, and he's peppered himself with some light cologne. He's wearing the sneakers that Weiss gave him once, because of their value as a heartfelt memento. And he has a bouquet full of tulips at the ready in his hand, plus a small wrapped gift tucked into the pocket of the suit jacket. He just did not realize that there is still a small but very noticeable drop of shaving cream lingering on his chin.
And now he's outside her door, waiting for the moment of truth. He breathes in the chill of the autumn air with nervous hesitation as he looks at the door, trying to imagine many ways this evening could go right, in order to drown out all the visions of ways in which things could go horribly wrong. Even though Lee was still, his heart was running laps, and he nervously adjusted his collar as he stared that door down.
Finally, he noticed darkness falling around him. The sun had finally finished setting, and so it was now the exact scheduled time for this meeting. This 'date'.
Rock Lee reaches forward to rap his knuckles against her door - quickly, politely and efficiently. He felt a rush of his excitement in that moment, and his face was soon decorated with a warm smile and a crimson glow.]
[Okay brings a girl back I'M STILL DOING A DOG AND A RUG.
This assignment involves having to babysit this dog. Actually it's probably a guard assignment, but somehow Vietnam has been dumped a dog that is probably owned by Japan (pochi is this fluffy I'm not kidding) and a rug. There's a chance that this rug belongs to China but no one is allowed to say anything.
However, in her hurry to go grab something, she has left this poor dog in Nic's arms before bolting out the door. Don't worry, she'll be back.]
Mashiro is potentially the most shameless artist in the world. But that is just because she is eccentric in her own quiet way. Today she needs a reference for the manga she is creating, but unfortunately, her friends were not to be seen. So she moves over to the person closest to her.]
[Akame sighs, the clatter of the fridge being closed echoing from the kitchen. The Great Arcangelo must be tied up in something badly enough that there's no damn food in the place besides a couple cans of beer and some banged-up box of takeout that looks fairly toxic.
Which she immediately throws out, while giving Nic something of a bland look. She's also surrounded by bags. She signs:]
And no, I'm not about to let you eat week-old leftovers. I'll make something.
[Here's a secret: the groceries were actually meant for Yang and Delico----in fact, her cell phone's buzzing in her sweater pocket, probably Yang whining or Delico wondering where she is---but she ignores it. She can always buy more; she's still got enough cash.
Almost immediately, she starts pulling the goods out, looking at Nic as if daring him to protest.]
[Asking for help wasn't high on his list when it came to civilians, especially because of the fact that he has a wide range of lackeys to choose from if he has to. However, the problem was the fact that none of them were well...
None were female.
With the way this place is, that wasn't an option. It was hard, and he had nearly just given up because of his pride-- but work was work and if he had to, he will swallow it down. So he ends up asking the only girl he found available from that group, the one he doesn't really have much of a connection with but still acknowledge. It was important, either way, because this?
This was a dinner date. In formal clothing. All fancy-like too because how the hell do premises work. Well, there was also other things involved, but the dinner date was the current problem.
Hopefully the food is to Dal Dal's tastes, right?]
Make sure to keep up appearances. [He states-- since well, he definitely remembers Moon Young's lack of finesse after all.]
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raises you one fluff ball
oh fine you're such a tough customer
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THE DISCOVERY OF A DOG ON A RUG. cos idk someone was taking a nap. i'm good at rp.
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give me a character and i'll roll with a starter.
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that muselist is so sad and unfinished
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(even if i have to bring out the cat on the hammock)
lol i think there's more people in this than mine i fail.
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and idk fluff. this whole thing is about fluffy feelings, make me wanna throw up amy
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i can't believe you want to live in this hell /starts up kdramas for research--I'm kidding.
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also take your time i'm alternating between curling up into a ball of (TMI) crampy hell and laundry heh
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LOL GOD LENA WHAT IS THIS LIFE gives you sweets too i guess.
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lskdjasl ;n; it is the hard life
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massages your tum 8(
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wehhhh ty
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anything for u (blush)
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kyaaa
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/muscle.
dal dal
It's a cold day, and Natsume has managed to get himself lost. This was a school trip, for from his home, and somehow he was separated from the others during their free time. But all is not lost, as Natsume, whilst responsible, did not worry too much about being lost. He has a friend with him, and many friends who could speak only to him (even if they could be annoying and a hindrance).
But somehow, during that, he found himself carrying a plush rug and a small puppy in his arms, much to the chagrin of a fat cat that was following him. He can't actually say much about it, but hopes that those around him would take it at face value. Either way, he can't actually deliver this favour (to who?!) without some directions.
He quietly approaches this girl with the hair accessories, because she looked around his age (only a little older. Maybe.) In a very calm voice:]
Excuse me, is there an abandoned building close by? [Wait what?]
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chooses WeissLee
So he's dressed up in more formal clothing, his jumpsuit discarded for a moment, and he's peppered himself with some light cologne. He's wearing the sneakers that Weiss gave him once, because of their value as a heartfelt memento. And he has a bouquet full of tulips at the ready in his hand, plus a small wrapped gift tucked into the pocket of the suit jacket. He just did not realize that there is still a small but very noticeable drop of shaving cream lingering on his chin.
And now he's outside her door, waiting for the moment of truth. He breathes in the chill of the autumn air with nervous hesitation as he looks at the door, trying to imagine many ways this evening could go right, in order to drown out all the visions of ways in which things could go horribly wrong. Even though Lee was still, his heart was running laps, and he nervously adjusted his collar as he stared that door down.
Finally, he noticed darkness falling around him. The sun had finally finished setting, and so it was now the exact scheduled time for this meeting. This 'date'.
Rock Lee reaches forward to rap his knuckles against her door - quickly, politely and efficiently. He felt a rush of his excitement in that moment, and his face was soon decorated with a warm smile and a crimson glow.]
nic
This assignment involves having to babysit this dog. Actually it's probably a guard assignment, but somehow Vietnam has been dumped a dog that is probably owned by Japan (pochi is this fluffy I'm not kidding) and a rug. There's a chance that this rug belongs to China but no one is allowed to say anything.
However, in her hurry to go grab something, she has left this poor dog in Nic's arms before bolting out the door. Don't worry, she'll be back.]
miyamura
Mashiro is potentially the most shameless artist in the world. But that is just because she is eccentric in her own quiet way. Today she needs a reference for the manga she is creating, but unfortunately, her friends were not to be seen. So she moves over to the person closest to her.]
Do you like dogs?
nIC also weh gangsta au??????
[Akame sighs, the clatter of the fridge being closed echoing from the kitchen. The Great Arcangelo must be tied up in something badly enough that there's no damn food in the place besides a couple cans of beer and some banged-up box of takeout that looks fairly toxic.
Which she immediately throws out, while giving Nic something of a bland look. She's also surrounded by bags. She signs:]
And no, I'm not about to let you eat week-old leftovers. I'll make something.
[Here's a secret: the groceries were actually meant for Yang and Delico----in fact, her cell phone's buzzing in her sweater pocket, probably Yang whining or Delico wondering where she is---but she ignores it. She can always buy more; she's still got enough cash.
Almost immediately, she starts pulling the goods out, looking at Nic as if daring him to protest.]
i went with an au
None were female.
With the way this place is, that wasn't an option. It was hard, and he had nearly just given up because of his pride-- but work was work and if he had to, he will swallow it down. So he ends up asking the only girl he found available from that group, the one he doesn't really have much of a connection with but still acknowledge. It was important, either way, because this?
This was a dinner date. In formal clothing. All fancy-like too because how the hell do premises work. Well, there was also other things involved, but the dinner date was the current problem.
Hopefully the food is to Dal Dal's tastes, right?]
Make sure to keep up appearances. [He states-- since well, he definitely remembers Moon Young's lack of finesse after all.]