Bitchy no Bitchin'

Indie rp blog for Hiyoko Saionji from SDR2. Fandom and crossover friendly, very picky about ocs. [[A warning! This blog will contain spoilers, and it will also contain NSFW, but that is very rarely done. Saionji is also full of curse words and general slurs, and sometimes I will not tag it due to the severity.]] [[I should also mention I don't really rp with other Saionjis... nothing wrong with them! I'm just... intimidated as shit by other people who rp her.]]

[destructive-dancer]

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[rubyobscura]

"Hey, Big Sis! I forgot that I took one of your shirts before, and I was wondering if you wanted it back. I mean, it's very comfy... kinda big, though. But I like it!" [[//waves at]]

"Y-You did? I’m surprised I didn’t catch that earlier.. I usually notice things like that right off the bat. I mean, if you really wanted to keep it, I guess you could. It’s not like I’m lacking in shirts or anything. Let me wash it for you, though.”

[rubyobscura]

"It’s not a problem at all. I’m kind of flattered you want to keep it, actually." She let out a giggle, truly meaning the words she spoke. Besides, if it made Hiyoko happy, that was all she could ask for. It wasn’t everyday someone asked her for a gesture to that degree. "Well, I thought I’d wash it out of common courtesy. It doesn’t look dirty, but it’s best to keep it in tip-top shape.. Especially if planned on wearing it. You wouldn’t want to have un-washed clothes lying around, right?”

[destructive-dancer]

     "That's perfect~. Trust me, I'll definitely take good care of it! I could agree, washing it wouldn't be a bad idea." The small dancer thought about how dirty clothes could get if left unwashed, and in an instant she was disgusted by it. She herself knew from experience how bad that could be, and Saionji did not want to go through with that again. "Ew, that'd be so nasty! Not even in the slightest would I want that! No no, go ahead and wash it, it'd be an honor to have you do so. I'll have to make sure to get it done separately, though. Wouldn't want the colors of my kimono staining it."

[rubyobscura]

"Hey, Big Sis! I forgot that I took one of your shirts before, and I was wondering if you wanted it back. I mean, it's very comfy... kinda big, though. But I like it!" [[//waves at]]

"Y-You did? I’m surprised I didn’t catch that earlier.. I usually notice things like that right off the bat. I mean, if you really wanted to keep it, I guess you could. It’s not like I’m lacking in shirts or anything. Let me wash it for you, though.”

[destructive-dancer]

     "Yeah, I hope you don't mind! I can't honestly remember when I took it, but I noticed it definitely wasn't mine, not a single way it could be!" She did like how the shirt felt, and especially because it belong to the photographer herself, it'd be wonderful to keep it. "If it's not a bother to you, yeah I'd like to keep it. Does it need to be washed? I hadn't really noticed... if you wanna do that, though, thank you!"

[destructive-dancer]

"Ew, gross! I stepped on shit!" She says as she's clearly stepping on Mikan's head. "Wow, I did it again! Nasty!"

[destructive-dancer]

"Huuu...your so cute!"

"Cute? I don’t know what you’re talking about…" The small girl averted her eyes from the other, turning her head for a couple of seconds before returning the gaze with a rather vain grin plastered on her face.

"I'm down-right adorable~! Calling me cute is an insult for sure, it definitely doesn't capture any of my beauty!"

[[ renalovescutethings ]]

[destructive-dancer]

misfortxne replied to your post:I may actually return soon. I mean I wasn’t on...

{Yay! It’d be awesome to see you back}

It sounds like it'll be fun to come back! I mean, the main issue was that I originally lost my Saionji muse and moved on to another game??? But yeah this little brat is always in my heart, I could never fully leave her.

[destructive-dancer]

I may actually return soon. I mean I wasn't on hiatus, I was actually just giving up on this blog haha. But it keeps appearing on my recommended for my main account, and after reading through some rps I just really miss it so I'll probably kick Saionji's ass into gear this weekend.

[trashfrogs]

Hey, be nice to short people.. they look up to you

[destructive-dancer]

The last thing the world needs is for you to drive a tank. Rejected, denied, and burned. That's not happening. And excuse you, speak for yourself. I only transform into Ikusaba when exposed to the light of a full moon. Did you know that when I turn into Ikusaba, my bra transforms into a bullet proof vest? True story.

That’s it? Lame! I can transform into Ikusaba whenever the fuck I want, and since I don’t really have the necessity to wear a bra in the first place, I get full-blown military gear!

You ain’t got shit, Big Sis! I bet bullet proof vests aren’t knife proof, whatcha gonna do when I stab you in the fuckin chest? OR, or, what if you got shot in the head. What if I shove a bullet into a baseball bat and just bam hit you in the head what’s gonna happen.

[destructive-dancer]

Get in the car, Saionji. We're going to McDonalds to pick up some Hinatatas and Nekomaru NiDICK.

MOTHERFUCKER YOU CAN’T DRIVE, I AIN’T GETTING IN THAT SHIT ASS CAR

And you know I’m allergic to Hinatatas!

[koizumisdespair]

I drove a tank once. I think as a respectable student from “Get the fuck off my dick” High School, I can take us there just fine.

And the Hinatatas are for me, obviously. I wouldn’t try to kill you off with your allergies or anything, [fake ass laughter], but seriously. Get in before I strap you into the booster seat.

[destructive-dancer]

Rest in fucking pieces Big Sis, now you're dead.

Who the fuck drives a tank I mean c'mon you aren't Ikusaba- we're ALL Ikusaba! If you can drive a tank, I damn well can too!

[destructive-dancer]

I owe these three people that I know of and I'm so sorry I haven't responded but I think I might just. My muse for Saionji hasn't been here, but Koizumi is helping me somehow

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[destructive-dancer]

Get in the car, Saionji. We're going to McDonalds to pick up some Hinatatas and Nekomaru NiDICK.

MOTHERFUCKER YOU CAN’T DRIVE, I AIN’T GETTING IN THAT SHIT ASS CAR

And you know I'm allergic to Hinatatas!

[destructive-dancer]

Okay so I'm seriously surprised this blog got to 570 followers even though I haven't been active on here. I thank all of you who followed me, and all of you who've stayed following me. I am getting fairly stressed with school, and having major issues, which will completely impact my rping experience. I have at least two other active blogs to take care of, but I promise you if I owe a reply I will get to it within this week. I just need time to calm down and try to fix this bull~.

[destructive-dancer]

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     "...So are you just gonna stand there and stare at me like some weirdo? C'mon, speak up! If you're really here just to waste my time, I'm not even going to bother with losers like you." The small girl was rather agitated that such a large group came all at the same time to where she happened to be, and even more agitated at the fact that they seemed to be looking at her. Saionji despised people wasting her time, albeit her not actually having anything important to do at the moment. 

     "...." Staying silent for a bit, the small girl looked even more aggravated. Scanning over the people who stood in front of her, she almost felt pitiful at the way they looked. Almost. "If this doesn't go somewhere soon, I'm gonna end up snapping at least one of your arms. I'll break your spine too, if you manage to fall on the ground. Unless you're actually here to try and spend time with me..." She thought about it for a bit. "Meh, I don't think I really want to."

[melodiousdreamer]

"You’re bored Saionji-san?… I figured you’d be practicing or tormenting Tsumiki-san as usual… If you’d like, we could do something together. I’m not busy right now."

[destructive-dancer]

"Wouldn't that be the day..." She sighed. "No, I'm not doing either of those. I don't like the same daily routines every single month, it's so obnoxious... That pig-ugly bitch can wait for my attention, she'll be fine. And I don't really feel like practicing... what's the point if no one's gonna see it? I don't dance for nothing! But eh, I don't have anything to do otherwise, so why not. What'd you have in mind?"

[destructive-dancer]

"It's so boooorriiinng... I mean seriously, nothing even happens anymore. It's just a bunch of lame people doing a bunch of lame things on such a lame day. I want something surprising to happen, maybe to lighten up the mood? It's really fuckin' gloomy."

[destructive-dancer]

Stop touching the fire, you'll burn yourself.

[rubyobscura]

She listened intently to her friend as she spoke, almost as if she appreciated the words so much it nearly left her speechless. She had no need to say such thoughts out-loud considering she’d gotten that point across several times before, however, generous acts like that still continued to make her smile. A shiver ran up her spine, letting out a laugh as if to shrug it off. “Ehe, that may be so. I’m sure you’ll be able to light it in no time. But hey, I wouldn’t want to pressure you with anything— Regardless of that, we’ll be able to make the best out of this situation. I just know it.” She nodded her head in affirmation to her own words,

"A-Ah, the same goes for me: I’m not bothered by sharing a blanket with you. For now, though, I’ll go gather what I can find." Koizumi paused, adjusting her orange tie before mustering up enough strength to stand up. She looked downwards at Saionji, making sure to maintain a smile the entire time. "I’ll be right back, okay? I won’t be long; I promise." There she went, her target being the closet she could only presume blankets would be stored in. That seemed logical, yes?

[destructive-dancer]

     Saionji would've much rather been pressured about this situation, seeing as how you could actually see her breath every now and then. Winter was not exactly her favorite season, no, the dancer much preferred Spring over this. The nice flowers would always bring a smile to her face. Realizing she shouldn't be thinking about other things like that right now, she snapped back to the other in front of her. "You're so upbeat about this... I don't think I've ever met anyone besides you who knows how to stay positive when stuck like this. But worry not! I'm sure this damned fire will be lit in no time!"

     She had to keep her own confidence up, or else she'd feel like it was a useless attempt to try and light this fire. "Take as much time as you need, Big Sis! Me? Gotta find something that makes good heat, or this is gonna suuuuck~." Watching Koizumi walk off, the small dancer made sure to start looking around. She shifted through many different places, hoping they would've had another lighter waiting. She found some silverware, unnecessary supplies, and a more convenient bottle of lighter fluid. "...Where did I toss the lighter? I could probably use this."