Yoko? Oh no!

Join Yoko Littner in her misadventures in the odd dimension known as Tumblr! An independent RP account, I'm willing to accept any and all RPs, even magic anons and *gasp* zombie games! Just...don't expect any kissing unless you want to die in battle! I'm the doombitch, afterall!

[doombitchyoko]

[doombitchyoko]

Lazing About [open]

The redhead dons her headphones. It's been a long day: fighting zombies in a Left 4 Dead world, helping Decade fight his clones in a Kamen Rider dimension, and even fighting a civil suit in traffic court back in Florida. Yup, it's time to just lay back and listen to some Coldplay and read some mags uninterrupted, unless someone or something dared to disturb her calm.

[doombitchyoko]

Yoko? Oh no!

Hey everyone! This is thieving-ninja-schoolgirl here! Weeeell, I've put an end to the Yuffie blog because of a lack of responses so now I have a Yoko Littner one! If any of my followers are still interested in RPing with me, feel free to stick around!

[doombitchyoko]

I haven't roleplayed as Yuffie in a long time. I don't have many followers either. Maybe I should go get a new character.

[doombitchyoko]

RIP

Vivi got deactivated...

[tsumetaichou]

[[ For sleep/lazy days aw yeah ]]

[doombitchyoko]

"Those are riding awfully low on your hips..."

[sixtysixthemage-deactivated2012]

Search for Materia

~Vivi looked up at the strange-looking girl. Was this the way warrior in Wutai dressed? It was rather strange, having a gigantic gauntlet on one arm and no other armor anywhere else. Better ask her where to find the Materia person.~ “Hi. Do you know where I might be able to find someone who knows a lot about Materia?”

[doombitchyoko]

Yuffie’s eyes narrowed with her lips curling into a poisonous smile. “Why yes, I do know of a person meeting that description!” Still looking down on the mage, she is reminded of a certain other small party member. “But, can I ask why someone like you would like to know about Materia?”

[sixtysixthemage-deactivated2012]

~Vivi didn’t like the strange girl’s smile, or the way she’d said ‘someone like you’. The girl didn’t seem like a bad person, but then again there were a lot of bad people who didn’t look like bad people. The tiny sorcerer didn’t trust her, but he had no other choice. He’d already been walking around all day and most people had either shooed him off or had answered him cryptically, always something about ‘that little thief’. Hopefully he hadn’t just fallen into a trap. He tugged his hat nervously, trying not to show it in his eyes~ “Uh… um… I just want to know about them and maybe get some to examine.”

[doombitchyoko]

The ninja smirks. “Fair enough.” She pets the mini-mage’s hat, helping him cover those mysterious glowing eyes of his since he was so determined to obscure them. “Lemme introduce myself!” Yuffie twirls around the magician like a boastful ballerina, her acrobatics sure to amaze the foreigner and maybe remind him of a monkey-tailed thief. Heavens know the performance no longer worked on the locals after the umpteenth time. “I’m the single white rose of Wutai: Yuffie Kisaragi! Ahaha~” Stopping her dance with her back turned, she pivots on a toe and leans forward condescendingly to the mage. “And who might you be, black mage?”

[sixtysixthemage-deactivated2012]

~As the flashy girl began her little dance, Vivi could only stare at her strange antics confusedly. Single white rose? What did that mean? Why did she have to dance? Was this girl really going to help him or just take up more of his time? The short enchanter waited until the odd, egotistical girl had finished her equally bizarre dance to make a conclusion about her: She wasn’t going to be of much help. Maybe he could at least learn about a place he could stay for the night from her. She’d know that, right? He hoped so. Tilting his head back so as to not poke the over-head girl in the eye, the short mage raised an unimpressed brow.~ “Um… I’m Vivi Orunitia. Can you help me find a place to stay for the night? I need to get some rest so I can start again early tomorrow.”

[doombitchyoko]

Annoyed that the newcomer wasn't impressed, Yuffie drops her tone. "Sigh. Sure sure. You can stay at my place, Vivi." Feh. Kid doesn't realize talent when he sees it. Putting her hands behind her head as if in leisure, she yawns and walks over a moon bridge expecting the mini-mage to follow. "This way." A sigh.

Funny how Yuffie always hated how Wutai became just a tourist attraction but now aided in that endeavor. If it wasn't for her being the daughter of Wutai's ruler, she wouldn't have been so nice to the innate magic user.

Deciding to finally fill-in Vivi's inquisitive mind -half-heartedly- Yuffie heightens the pitch of her voice, but ended up sounding like a teacher talking to a student she didn't actually care about. "[blah blah blah] ...and that's what Materia is. Since the Meteorfall ended, we've been trying to lay-offa them, but the stuff's hard to quit, ya know?" The pair finally arrives at an extremely extravagant red house with aspects of a pagoda.

[sixtysixthemage-deactivated2012]

Search for Materia

~Vivi looked up at the strange-looking girl. Was this the way warrior in Wutai dressed? It was rather strange, having a gigantic gauntlet on one arm and no other armor anywhere else. Better ask her where to find the Materia person.~ “Hi. Do you know where I might be able to find someone who knows a lot about Materia?”

[doombitchyoko]

Yuffie’s eyes narrowed with her lips curling into a poisonous smile. “Why yes, I do know of a person meeting that description!” Still looking down on the mage, she is reminded of a certain other small party member. “But, can I ask why someone like you would like to know about Materia?”

[sixtysixthemage-deactivated2012]

~Vivi didn’t like the strange girl’s smile, or the way she’d said ‘someone like you’. The girl didn’t seem like a bad person, but then again there were a lot of bad people who didn’t look like bad people. The tiny sorcerer didn’t trust her, but he had no other choice. He’d already been walking around all day and most people had either shooed him off or had answered him cryptically, always something about ‘that little thief’. Hopefully he hadn’t just fallen into a trap. He tugged his hat nervously, trying not to show it in his eyes~ “Uh… um… I just want to know about them and maybe get some to examine.”

[doombitchyoko]

The ninja smirks. "Fair enough." She pets the mini-mage's hat, helping him cover those mysterious glowing eyes of his since he was so determined to obscure them. "Lemme introduce myself!" Yuffie twirls around the magician like a boastful ballerina, her acrobatics sure to amaze the foreigner and maybe remind him of a monkey-tailed thief. Heavens know the performance no longer worked on the locals after the umpteenth time. "I'm the single white rose of Wutai: Yuffie Kisaragi! Ahaha~" Stopping her dance with her back turned, she pivots on a toe and leans forward condescendingly to the mage. "And who might you be, black mage?"

[sixtysixthemage-deactivated2012]

Search for Materia

~Vivi looked up at the strange-looking girl. Was this the way warrior in Wutai dressed? It was rather strange, having a gigantic gauntlet on one arm and no other armor anywhere else. Better ask her where to find the Materia person.~ “Hi. Do you know where I might be able to find someone who knows a lot about Materia?”

[doombitchyoko]

Yuffie's eyes narrowed with her lips curling into a poisonous smile. "Why yes, I do know of a person meeting that description!" Still looking down on the mage, she is reminded of a certain other small party member. "But, can I ask why someone like you would like to know about Materia?"

[doombitchyoko]

~The little mage slowly walked through Wutai, marveling at the strange architecture of the city. After he'd had his chat with Mr. Vincent about Materia, he'd asked around town about who the one that might know more about the strange globes. Most people had pointed him in the direction of Wutai with scowls or laughs. He'd been confused as to why they'd done that, but had come nonetheless. Now he'd just have to find that person~

The Western-style mage immediately stood-out to a young woman who was just then walking out of a store. The hat, the robes, the cast-shadow face... Yuffie had read a little something about such people in her classes: beings able to use magic without the use of Materia. But were they supposed to be this small?! Feeling drawn to him, the kunoichi approaches the mage. "Welcome to Wutai, foreigner~", looking down on him.

[doombitchyoko]

*makes an RP blog*

*no one RPs with her frequently enough*

*follows fashion blogs*

*is okay with that*

[doombitchyoko]

Lost Number [Project V.]: School Daze

[doombitchyoko]

Something about the way the badboy/doctor/gunman looked at her with such conviction and dislike set a flare inside of Kisaragi. Where once she would’ve let the flames of rage consume her and allow her to lash out at the artificial Scotsman who took her Angry Birds in Space, the darker flame directly in front of her bore into her soul and replaced that sentiment with something else. The highly available bachelorette teasingly slips the school tie off her uniform, running it down her chest slowly like a waterfall. Wow, things really are heating up in here~ Glossy lips are licked lasciviously when the ninja makes her interest known. The crickets chirp as if in approval.

Yuffie gets up and walks to Doc Valentine, tie in hand. “You know, for a faculty member, you look pretty…well, pretty.” Her high class uniform is betrayed by a devil may care giggle expelled from her just a foot from the man of interest. She looks up to him in more ways than one. Unlike Cait Sith and the other school staff, he doesn’t insult his students. He’s also a full head taller than her (take that, kitty!). Both of these things earned her respect and ardor.

The tie is looped around Vincent’s neck as the conniving student tugs both ends closer to her, drawing his face closer to hers. Another giggle and Yuffie slides her right leg forward so that her bare thigh was in between his. Lips are licked again and she smiles poutily.

[tsumetaichou]

Kurasame was a man who valued respect a great deal; anyone who knew him well enough knew this. He had taught an untold number of students in his years, and throughout that amount of time had earned an intimidating reputation as an instructor, not one to take the classroom lightly. One of the students he taught had begun to wear on his nerves, finding her lack of presence in class as of late to be inexcusable despite the many excuses that were thrown at him- Kurasame had taught enough students to know when an excuse was truly an excuse.

And so, he found himself leaving his faithful tonberry to watch over the class while he left to traverse the hallways, knowing that his students wouldn’t dare misbehave under the pretense of the creature’s unique, shiny blade.

Minutes later, Doctor Valentine’s office was in sight and gloved fingers grasped at the doorknob, twisting open to reveal a scenario he was certainly not expecting to see; his own student in a compromising position with the school’s doctor, his presence amplifying an almost awkward silence the moment his boot stepped past the doorway. His expression never wavered, the slightest frown hiding beneath his mask.

“I was unaware this was what occurred behind these doors, Doctor.”

His cool tone belied any surprise or anger he might have felt upon being thrust into this sort of situation without warning.

[artificial-cat-blog]

“M-Miss Kisaragi!” A thoroughly flustered Cait Sith shook with rage at the sordid display of a student draping herself on a teacher and respected former Shinra coworker. The cell nearly snapped in his literally iron grip. “Now, lissen hea’ ya eejit, ya don’t go dragging yer arse over Dr. Valentine lookin’ fer a jag! This be a scho-“

The masked instructor entered the room just in time to see a hopping mad animal shouting at the ninja come to finish her schooling. Kurasame’s appearance helped to dampen the excited atmosphere by inspiring dread. Or was it “adding” dread? Cait Sith notes the similarities between Vincent and Kurasame; two mysterious men shrouded in martial prowess. Could the ninja Yuffie have subjected him to her games as well? If so, Cait Sith would make for a motion to add more detention for her…or get someone else to. It is becoming quite common for him to be sent to the sidelines now, making way for the big boys. Like now. Might as well let the professionals handle this.

“Kurasame-sensei! Yer student, she’s…” He paused to turn around and see the student-teacher forced embrace still going on. “…a very bad girl!” It occurred to Cait Sith that everyone in the room was a weapon specialist. This was not going to end well.

[sanguinesaint]

“Kurasame…” The doctor-turned-gunner-and-turned-doctor again coolly replies to the sound of heavy boots marking upon cold tiles now laid inside his realm. Whilst most would have found this situation Vincent Valentine discovered himself in— with a girl barely lives past her glass of milk draping herself all over a guy as old as he is when another whose role remains akin to those of her parents walks in— to be utmost awkward, embarrassing even, this man knows himself as having done no wrong.

Had there anyone that should have the grace to be embarassed, it should be the girl who has exhibited herself so— certainly it is not the man who was caught in the event, certainly not my robotic companion, certainly not me. Lavicious lips speak of a challenge. Bare thigh has yet to touch; but much remains perceptible with the heat of skin dissipated past thin layer of cloth. Had I turned my face, ivory skin would be painted with brunette’s caress.

I did not.

With a flick of wrist— a motion dancing toward digits— the twiring motion of the pen in my hand is halted with a swift snap. Not even gracing the dare-devil youth with the grace of my touch, in the silence where a single sound of a pen being dropped could have shattered everything is that piece of stationary slowly raised. A push at the brunette’s collarbone accompanied by an assistance from the mobility of my recline finds this unwelcomed proximity severe as I turn toward my newly arrived guest. With both elbows placed upon the armrest, tenuous digits are laced together when the silence where that pen could still be dropped is destroyed by the feline’s much flustered exclaimation and my leisured proceeding.

“Neither am I.” Tap. The first of many to come idle drumming of index upon the back of my hand find delicate brow raises— challenging him to speak otherwise. “But since now that you are here, perhaps you could convince your charge of what I have been informing her earlier then.” Another tap, another flick of annoyance escaped within carmine depth, rich timbre drops another level, growing even more stern in its owner’s conclusion.

“I am paid to give my attention to those who truly need my assistance, Kurasame. Not to babysitting.”

That is yours.

[doombitchyoko]

Oh crap! Yuffie's cheeks turn a light pink, the kunoichi's pouty lips turning into an embarrassed frown when her teacher, the Icy Blade of Death, catches her all-over another teacher as part of the slightly less controversial act of theft. Now how am I supposed to get some free stuff?! Frisky ninja eyes zip from side to side, up and down, to identify her teachers' sight lines to any objects of value. Yuffie knows from past adventures that Vincent Valentine keeps a strong materia with him on a chain, to attach to his gun, its dangling form taunting her with its easily graspable position. The closeness and awkward positioning would have allowed easier access to that treasure, but Yuffie would be lying to herself if she that was the only reason she wanted to get on top of the doctor... Aha, time to blow this popsicle stand.

Yuffie quickly hops backward, standing tall, and, like the Wutaian girl she is, closes her eyes and cocks her head to the side going, "Susaya-sensei! Hi~", feigning innocence. Her itty-bitty skirt flickers when she walks past the doctor, swaying her rear. The wretched kitty comes into Yuffie's proximity now, so with  a smirk, she brushes past the couple-feet tall muppet and knocks him down.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there!" Because you're so short! Pale skin clothed in formal school wear helps the cat up (See, sensei? I'm a good girl~), but not before the ninja's deft hands finds his miniature wallet and pockets it into her customized blazer. Might as well get something out of this.

Yuffie's confident posture from before shifts to a sheepish one before her masked teacher. "Um... Eheheh, what's up, sensei?" Thieving hands are placed together in front of her lap like the obedient schoolgirl she was supposed to be.

[finalfantasyconfessions]

[lightningfarron21-blog-blog]

Not really. She’s treated as a slut for how she dressed in VII. And I wouldn’t call her a strong character at all. She’s quite a weak one.

[doombitchyoko]

I disagree! Tifa was the only sane character besides Aerith in a game where everyone had some mania or big emotional problem! She felt more mature and level to me than some teenage animal with a father complex, an antisocial blackhole who slept in a coffin, a klepto ninja pseudo-Japanese imperialist, an ecoterrorist with abandonment issues, and an unappreciative boyfriend! Her whole world was destroyed by Shinra, but she willingly engaged with the others and their problems because unlike them, she had the empathy and resilience to soldier on!

[doombitchyoko]

Sorry I wasn't online for the past couple days everybody! I hads stuffs to dos... Happy 4th of July!

[doombitchyoko]

"Hey, where is everyone?"

[xionfair]

“I’ll do it for five bucks!” She grinned.

[doombitchyoko]

“Bucks? You mean, like deer? 0_o” *only has gil*

[xionfair]

“I mean gil, I was just at a place where they called five gil, five bucks.”

[doombitchyoko]

What a rare…

[xionfair]

Xion laughed quietly. “Ok!”

[doombitchyoko]

[xionfair]

thieving-ninja-schoolgirl replied to your post: ★ Aww, I was hoping to be numero 6… I kinda needed a maid. But I’ll take this! *huggles*

“I’ll do it for five bucks!” She grinned.

[doombitchyoko]

“Bucks? You mean, like deer? 0_o” *only has gil*

[xionfair]

“I mean gil, I was just at a place where they called five gil, five bucks.”

[doombitchyoko]

What a rare opportunity! “Okay, then! You got yourself a deal!” Yuffie passes her five gil. “Now, ready for your first assignment, servant?”

[xionfair]

Xion smiled and pocketed the gil, she could start paying Tifa back without working in the bar now. “Yep!”

[doombitchyoko]

"Okay, here's the plan!" [whisper] "I want you to go..." [shouting] "...and thumb this sexist in the eye!"