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Independent RP blog for Kunzite from Sailor Moon. My portrayal is a mixture of anime and manga characterization. AU friendly. Anon/OC friendly. I track: chikyunoshitennou M!A status: Available

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

OOC : It Is Finished

I have completed the new blog. I will now be following people, then getting to drafts.

The URL will be the same as this one, so really, there's no change. Just a lot cleaner and I feel it reflects him more.

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

OOC : CONCERNING THE REBOOT

I am going to start doing this now. I found my theme and thus are going to create it now. So the silence will continue, but some of you will be followed by the new thing because of the 5 blog first follow stuff.

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

OOC : GOOD AFTERNOON ALL. THIS IS AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

I took a bit of a hiatus this past week and during that, I did a lot of thinking. 

Probably tomorrow, I will be archiving this account and giving Kunzite a reboot.

The following will occur:

- New, organized theme. - Verses page added. - Relationships page added. - All new, specific tags. - Refollowing of key persons with a more strict follow-back policy.

I will also be disregarding my original set headcanons for the Shitennou and keeping only Kunzite's, which will be tweaked. 

That said, all replies will be drafted until this happens. Very sorry to those who have been waiting already, but I want to focus on this.

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Look what Brit did all because I said my phone corrects usagi to Idaho and when I think Idaho I think potatoes and this happened.

Sailor potato. Art credit to chikyunoshitennou

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Michiru laughed and took a large sip of her coffee before setting it on the counter. "Well I don't either, but I still keep my kitchen stocked in the event someone does stay over." But then again, she was particular like that. She was a hostess by nature, after all.

Still, the option of eating out was simultaneously appealing and horrifying. The thought of being in any kind of sunlight with a hangover made the young woman cringe internally. Though, Kunzite's coffee was helping greatly. And once the aspirin kicked in, she'd be right as rain. "We might as well treat ourselves to something a little more filling than eggs and bread," she said, shrugging. "Saves you the trouble of having to cook, too."

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"True." He nodded and closed the door to the icebox. "If you need to, I can let you borrow a shirt and such." She would swim in it, but offering was at least polite.

Kunzite turned to look at Michiru, then sipped his coffee again.

[tiniestshorts]

Bread knife

[the-hungry-wizard]

The french have grown more powerful. 

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Hold it!

Look more closely at these photographs, Your Honor.

Notice anything strange about the bread?

I didn’t either. That’s because…

…no cuts were made there in the first place!

The witness forged the photographs to make it look like they had an actual bread knife, when they actually did not!

How, you ask? Look to the second photo.

While it is quite obvious that the knife is penetrating the top half of the breadstick, I’m not sure about the bottom half.

Looks pretty flat, doesn’t it?

The angle of the photo makes it look like the knife is in the witness’s breadstick, whilst it is actually behind it. In addition, the cut was actually made after the first photograph and before the second. Continue to the third photograph.

It is also taken from a flat angle, as was the second photograph. I’m sure you’re finding something missing in this photograph as well, Your Honor. Where is the index finger’s fingertip?

This illustration explains it all.

While I am… ahem, not the best artist…

(Didn’t I go to art school?)

The index finger is hidden behind the loaf of bread. It is not wrapping around the loaf of bread. This is because…

The witness was making space to put the knife’s handle!

[melongifts]

Objection

Are you really that dull, Wright? For a man who majored in art you should be able to recognize a sculpture when you see one.

as we can see from the photos provided, this is quite obviously plastic.

if you look at any photo of real bread it can’t attain that level of shininess, and even if it could.

If you’ll notice in this picture, the bread on the inside is quite shiny, as well.

Tell me, Wright, have you ever seen real bread gleam that much? Don’t answer that, I will.

Even in this high-resolution photograph with bread that thick, it obviously wouldn’t shine on the inside when it isn’t buttered.

And it isn’t too hard to find the item in question with a quick google search.

Oh, and if you will notice, their hand was covering the seam where the bread was taken apart in the first photo with a simple comparison of the pattern on the bread.

It appears your lawyering skills are in much need of some sharpening if you expect to cut me down with that weak objection.

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Edgeworth, you’re asking yourself the wrong question. It’s not “is there bread like that…”

You should be asking “can there be bread like that?”

Sweet bread can be infused with sugar or a syrup, making the outsides shinier- and the insides sweeter. Take a look.

Furthermore. there are parts of the witness’s bread knife that don’t just match up with the novelty bread knives you have presented. Take another look.

Let me point out two things about the novelty knives: one, their markings, and two, the placement of the knife itself.

In the novelty knives, the marks are artificial-looking and repeated. That is because they are manufactured. In the witness’s photo, the marks are more natural and realistic- because they are, well, real!

Furthermore, the blades on the novelty knives are in the middle of the handle.

But… look back at the witness’s photo. The knife is to the left? Where is the problem, you ask? Look at this illustration.

Here we have the knife, a piece of bread, and a table. Let’s have a go.

I’m sure you see it now, Your Honor.

The bread knife cannot actually be used to cut bread efficiently! Even if it was tilted, it would be uncomfortable and unbalanced!

The defense has an explanation for this positioning.

The blade is to the left because the witness was holding it behind the piece of bread!

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Michiru chuckled lightly. “The others have no room to say anything,” she countered, her head tilting to the side. “After all, Haruka is far worse than I am. And my dear princess is such a lightweight. She’s gotten drunk once or twice around me.”

She watched him move to the fridge and peeked over his shoulder. “I quite like eggs, actually.” A smile spread on her face and she took another sip of her coffee. “You aren’t very well stocked, are you?”

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"In my defense, I don't bring people over to spend the night," he said, looking over his shoulder at Michiru. If this kept happening, though, he may as well so as to be able to make her breakfast. 

Kunzite noted her smile and found it infectious. "So it's either eggs and toast or we go out somewhere for awkward morning-after breakfast. Your choice."

[the-write-ideas]

Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

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"I never thought the genera of Endymion would end up like this." He chuckled as he looked the man tied up in a cell. "Would you like me to get you out?" He smirked.

"With that smirk, I am forty-five percent sure that you are behind my current predicament," Kunzite said, glaring at the other silver-haired male.

"Besides, I am not fond of owing anyone anything."

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He rolled his eyes. “Do you want to get out or not?” He growled as he slapped the other. “I’m losing interest in you…” He sighed softly as he stepped away. “I could take advantage of this… Get information out of you…” He murmured as he bit his bottom lip. “I’ll let you go… If you tell me something.”

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

Well if he hadn't done a good job at digging a deep hole.

"... That depends on the information you seek." Kunzite closed his eyes. 

[submxrge]

Michiru took the warmed mug and set it on the counter for a moment, pouring in a generous amount of cream, with two small spoonfuls of sugar, before she pressed it to her lips again. It spelled delicious, and she smiled warmly. The smell of the coffee alone was enough to wake her up. 

After taking a few sips, she looked up at the older man. “You’d think we’d know better at this point to out drinking,” She said with a soft chuckle. At the back of her mind, she was swearing off all forms of alcohol until the day she died. 

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"You would think. But such is the phrase: to err is human." He sipped from the mug in his hands, watching Michiru do the same now that hers was sweetened satisfactorily. "I'm surprised none of the others are saying anything about it."

Kunzite looked away and walked towards the refrigerator. There was very little inside... but throwing something together couldn't be that hard. "... You like eggs?"

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"I never thought the genera of Endymion would end up like this." He chuckled as he looked the man tied up in a cell. "Would you like me to get you out?" He smirked.

"With that smirk, I am forty-five percent sure that you are behind my current predicament," Kunzite said, glaring at the other silver-haired male.

"Besides, I am not fond of owing anyone anything."

[prince-demande69-deactivated201]

“That wasn’t very nice of you, Kunzite.” He laughed as he grabbed the key away from Kunzite. “Now be a good boy and I’ll let you out.” He knealed down, his eyes set on the locks that held Kunzite’s feet, he undid one and looked up at Kunzite. “One kiss and one lock undone.”

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

That meant three more kisses. And knowing Demand, this would not be an easy feat.

"... If you are resorting to this, your love life must be nonexistant."

[submxrge]

"I made you coffee, did you want some Aspirin?"

The Morning After Sentence Starters

Michiru rubbed her temple slowly, a groan leaving her. She knew better than to have more than one glass of wine with Kunzite. It always ended up with an unnecessary and unwanted hangover and no memory of the previous night.  ”No, I think I can do without. Though coffee is a must; did you know that coffee helps alleviate headaches?”

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"No idea. I just know it is impossible to function without it in the morning," Kunzite said, offering her a mug of hot coffee. "No cream or sugar... didn't know how you took it."

He sighed, then looked at the dark concoction in his own mug. Helped headaches? Then this would be perfect.

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"I never thought the genera of Endymion would end up like this." He chuckled as he looked the man tied up in a cell. "Would you like me to get you out?" He smirked.

"With that smirk, I am forty-five percent sure that you are behind my current predicament," Kunzite said, glaring at the other silver-haired male.

"Besides, I am not fond of owing anyone anything."

[prince-demande69-deactivated201]

Demande looked away. “Hm…” He turned his head towards Kunzite, giving him a slight smile as he put the key in the other mouth. “You got the key~”

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

He tasted metal and Kunzite's eyes narrowed. Demand knew what he had been doing. And now even though he was in possession of the key, there was no escaping. The chains were not long enough for him to try and use the key.

"... Bastard."

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

"I never thought the genera of Endymion would end up like this." He chuckled as he looked the man tied up in a cell. "Would you like me to get you out?" He smirked.

"With that smirk, I am forty-five percent sure that you are behind my current predicament," Kunzite said, glaring at the other silver-haired male.

"Besides, I am not fond of owing anyone anything."

[prince-demande69-deactivated201]

“On purpose? I wouldn’t do such a thing, Kunzite.” He purred as he looked at him in the eyes, pushing his against the wall roughly, Demande leaned in and placed a small kiss on the others lips.

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It was impossible to push away. He knew well the source of this strength. After all, he'd once had it to his own name. Kunzite wanted to turn his head, but to do so would have forfeited his agreement and potentially put Serenity and Endymion in danger.

"There.You got your kiss. Now let me go."

[laughingsquid]

Hedgehog Inadvertently Plays a Respectable Measure of Jazz Just by Walking Atop Piano Keys

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Another Time [closed rp]

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She is even more excited hearing that! Excitement was all she seemed to be exhibiting now. Excitement and happiness. Stars above she was beyond elated at this. All of them… She would be able to see all of them ahahsnsnsbsbs shes so bouncy now, talking a mile a minute and switching between the language used here on earth as well as her own. Serenity purrs in delight as she imagained having all three in her room. Oh gosh shes blushing because Princess just where is your mind going?

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Kunzite laughed. "Serenity, you're blushing," he pointed out. "I'm almost terrified to know exactly what is going on in that pretty little head of yours."

[chikyunoshitennou-archived]

"I never thought the genera of Endymion would end up like this." He chuckled as he looked the man tied up in a cell. "Would you like me to get you out?" He smirked.

"With that smirk, I am forty-five percent sure that you are behind my current predicament," Kunzite said, glaring at the other silver-haired male.

"Besides, I am not fond of owing anyone anything."

[prince-demande69-deactivated201]

Demande smirked. “Than get on with it.” He chuckled as he stepped back away from Kunzite, just enough so that their lips would almost touch if Kunzite leaned in. 

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This was degrading. Kunzite sneered, then leaned forward. He strained against the chains, but there was just enough room to keep him from making contact.

"You did this on purpose."