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che cosa? io detto di andare via. indie rp blog for mafia!kagamine len. read all pages. do not steal icons. thank you. note: len will speak italian. simply hover for translation.

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Offline. Will be on Skype on kindle. Fucking agitated...

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"Am besten bei den Füßen. Sie sind empfindlich für sie als auch, weshalb Len neckt ihren Füßen." That was the reply; no needing to speak through his bodyguard. The bodyguard was speaking for him this time; unless a direct question was asked. "Len, la blatta dice che il suo nome è Carlos. Lui vuole ubriacarsi e scopare qualcosa. Fagli prendere in prestito il suo; eh? Noi raddoppieremo i prezzi."

The blond gave a nod in reply; looking at the violet haired bodyguard who rushed off to go get alcohol.

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Women dancing or being taken by men and women alike to various rooms upstairs; a walled off area was where the girl found herself. A blond was smoking a cigarette; his two bodyguards with cigars and American alcohols. The blond himself had wine. Pouring the other a glass; he motioned for her to sit without speaking.

[askboxmemes]

Break my character's mind, body or heart.

Body:

Starve me.

Torture me.

Abuse me.

Leave me for dead.

Heart:

Tell me a loved one is dead.

Take away a loved one.

Torture a loved one.

Mind:

Remind me of my failures.

Remind me of the past.

Remind me of those I hurt.

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Lucky for him one of the bodyguards in the room (who had sat through watching this happen with not an issue; it seems he was used to it) spoke German. A quick Italian translation and the blond let out a 'tch' before replying through his bodyguard.

"Len, der Junge dort, sagte sie ist Gumi. Er fragte auch, was man wollte, wer du warst." That was from the deep voiced, blue haired bodyguard. The blond tugged on his boxers in the least; teasing the naked girl on his desk by trailing fingers over her foot. Small whimpers came from her figure; body shaking. Aa; sensitive feet...

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"Io lo sveglio, ma se ho batté sto a calci le palle." The nearly naked young woman went toward the desk; where a blond slept against the chair. After a gentle shake, his sapphire eyes opened. Luckily; he'd seen the person before just seeing her. After a small kiss of praise; the boy stood and straightened his suit.

"Che cosa?"

[therestlesspierrot]

(Pass is voca. And for those who don’t know, this is ask-lenka-kagamine. I’m just on my other blog)

[therestlesspierrot]

(One more person c’mon guys)

[armatidifucile]

Can I play?

[therestlesspierrot]

(Sure! Do you have an epicmafia account?)

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Edit: oh no i joined too late ; v ; and ive got to get off at ten pm and its 9:03 here sob i really wanna play one of these games DX

[therestlesspierrot]

(Pass is voca. And for those who don’t know, this is ask-lenka-kagamine. I’m just on my other blog)

[therestlesspierrot]

(One more person c’mon guys)

[armatidifucile]

Can I play?

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Semi Transparent Eye (eye changes to colour of your blog) Made by Totally Transparent

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OMG?/???///?/?

[lunchtrae]

WHAT THE FUCK

[p-etaluna-deactivated20160412]

wow

[spooky--celes-deactivated201310]

Oh

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Someone walked in. Well how unfortunate. The girl beneath his figure, which was semi-bent at his waist; was blushing in embarrassment. For a young prostitute; she sure hated being caught in the act. A simple chuckle came from him, his domineering side appearing as hips began to thrust once more. Like hell he was stopping until he was pleased.

The girl could do nothing but moan and squirm beneath him; arching her back. Perfect little feet showed when her legs kicked up at the spasms of her orgasm; which soon triggered the boy's own. Pulling out; she couldn't even move. Nor even make a move to at least get a tissue to clean up the mixture of cum seeping from her; matted within her emerald pubic hair. Not that Len would let her anyway. The blond waited to catch his breath for a moment before speaking. "Chi sei?"

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That sound, that girl. She was almost completely naked. Kumagawa could tell she was sucking his dick. What a funny thing he thought to himself. 『 It’s just like in the porn magazines! When the girl sucks the man’s dick! 』The child facade rising up now. Though, Kumagawa couldn’t understand a word what they were saying. But it was most likely Italian. 

『 Also I have no idea what you two are saying! I think you two are speaking gibberish!~ 』

Len's eye twitched lightly; but it was only visible to the girl who was now in his lap. She simply kissed his forehead; calming him down very slightly. Realising the other was speaking English, he mentally translated it. Aa. Thankfully; Len picked up English.

"Italian. We were speaking Italian. I asked what you wanted. Sorry, I am not too good at English." Which was true; his accent was thick. And it was hard to understand. But the English was clear enough to get the gist of his words.

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"Che cosa è?" A question from the blond; aimed at the two currently in his office. A pink haired woman with almost too-big-for-life breasts was standing next to him; dressed in nothing but a loose bra and a pair of unzipped short shorts - no panties; if you dare look in that area and see a small bit of pink pubic hair peeking through the open zipper.

Natural; hm? But the girl mattered none.

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"Proprio quando ero nel bel mezzo di fare qualcosa..." The tealette that was made to get up sighed; wiping the corners of her mouth. A simple zip noise signified what her actions meant. The nearly naked girl sat in the blond's lap; arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"Che cosa vuoi?"

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"Aa? Len è occupato!" The tealette had answered the office door; blinking curiously. Her form was clothed only in a pair of lacy silk panties and a see through silk robe. A male's voice called.

"Miku, tesoro, falli entrare." The girl let them in before flouncing back toward the blond in the leather chair. He seemed too small; too young to be there. Her barely covered butt plopped right down into his lap, a blonde girl who looked disturbingly like him dressed similarly to the first girl (only this time; she had on no panties and just the see through robe).

"Aa? Quanto pare sono curiosi, Len." The blonde girl spoke; wrapping arms around the blond boy with her nearly nonexistent chest pushed against his arm. That made them look a little fuller; at least. Oh well.

"Posso vedere, Rin. Cosa vuoi due?"

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A swift turn of the head; sapphire glanced over the other.

Small. Cute. Very similar to his own appearance.

A gun was pulled out. Len was alone; his bodyguards not around at the moment. Pressing the gun to the other's forehead; he glared and let out a soft growl. "Perché hai la mia cazzo di faccia?"

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(mainly backstory headcanons post)

Len was abandoned in a run down apartment in Sicily, Italy at the age of four. He was sent upon rescue by officials at the age of four and a half (meaning he was alone for six months) to his aunt and uncle in Japan. They abused him for not caring about school despite his parents teaching him that everything government was bad, schools included. He ran away at age thirteen and flew back to Italy. After quickly picking up the con artist act on the streets, he learned how to run a seedy, low quality brothel using his prostitute friends and his little gang members. He ran everything. Soon enough, they cleaned up their brothel and started opening a strip club and a side job as drug dealers. Len was only fifteen when he first murdered someone. Unlike most young kids, he wasn't shaken up. In fact, all he said that day after shooting the dealer that hadn't had the right amount of money was ' Well, take out the trash. I don't want that shitty body molding in my office. ' Now, at only eighteen years old; he's the most notorious don and number one on Italy's most wanted, yet hasn't been caught. He's infamous for the brutal slayings of his own parents, using nothing more than a pen and a flimsy notebook. Len's prostitutes in his brothel are all of Japanese-Italian descent. Everyone goes by their first names in their businesses unless in public. Len's favorite prostitutes are Miku and Rin. Miku because of her mouth and Rin because of the narcissistic feel he gets when she touches him. Rin and Len are very similar in looks. Len has bodyguards when it comes to turf disputes. Kaito and Gakupo are his. No one has ever gotten past them yet to lay a finger on Len. Len lost his virginity at age eight to a school teacher; which is another reason he hates schools. After 'renewing' his virginity mentally; he 'relost' it to Miku at agree fourteen. At one point he and Miku dated, even though she is an employee and prostitute for him. He and Miku had once been engaged, and at age sixteen he impregnated her. However, due to a jealous Rin; she miscarried from a 'fall' down the stairs. Due to the miscarriage, at age seventeen he broke up with her because of the emotional wreck they had both become. It was the first time anyone had ever seen Len cry. Len would like at least one child before he can't impregnate a woman anymore. Getting married would be nice too; even if unnecessary. A part of him still clings to Miku; but they are both content with her servicing his sexual needs with only a friendship attachment.