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Cherry, Super High School Level Knife Expert

[genderdome]

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serpentar1us:

hitsuji-hime:

Gonna cut a bitch and be kawaii while I do it

OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THOUGH

okay so these things are called “Jang-mi Kal” which is Korean for “Rose Knife”, exactly what it says on the tin

AND THEY WERE ADVERTISED AS BEING THE SHARPEST THING ON EARTH LIKE THERE IS NOTHING THESE BADASS MOTHERFUCKERS COULDN’T CUT

GIANT COW BONE? YOU BET

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PADLOCKS? NO PROBLEM

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STEEL PIPES? YEP

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ITSELF???

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HOLY SHIT

understandably, after these commercials aired, they took the korean internet by storm, and for a brief while jang-mi kal enjoyed ultimate meme status during which some glorious glorious parodies were made

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they’re the strongest fucking weapon on earth

and that was your daily lesson on korean internet meme culture

[shslsanic]

THIS IS THE MONEY FACE. IT HAPPENS ONLY ONCE EVERY 5000 YEARS

reblog in the next 20 seconds or you will never have money again

[shslsurferboy]

the event summed up in the end tbh

[shslpolyglot]

Prison’s running event. Near the end, for some reason I didn’t really see, Masaki was running in the opposite direction, collided with Ryota, Cherry saw the opportunity and did a cool flip because she’s a show off.

(drawing not entirely accurate but I was tired)

Ryota: Holy shit.    As soon as he hears Mitsuo, Mizuchis hair moves just enough to see Masaki as they rUN RIGHT INTO HIM>?? ??? RYOTA JUST SLAMS  ! ! ! AND SHRIEKS.

Cherry: Cherry runs towards both of them, manages to catch them before they fall and. jumps while turning, pushes them to the ground, and makes a loop on the air and keeps running

Masaki: NOOO, HE WAS AIMING AT THEIR HANDS!! This is the worst Red Rover ever, he regrets this immensely!

Ryota: Okay really, he doesnt actually fall this time since htis is the lke fourth time this has happened. Instead he just ends up letting go of the other two and stumbling into Masaki some, holding onto him with wide crazy eyes. "P’TAAAAAAAAAAAIN BRO THE FUCK." Where am I what year is it. He is so confsued he just came out of another world.

Masaki: Well too bad, Masaki was about to fall himself, and the extra weight just made it worse. He’s taking Ryota down with him. “P’TAAAAAAIN!” He swears at the exact same time and hits the ground.

Ryota: THIS IS THE BILLIONTH TIME THIS HAS HAPPENED. WHY DOES EVERYONE BRING RYOTA WITH HIM. WHY!!!!! RYOTA  FA LLS. YOU GUYS WONDER WHY HE TALKS LIKE THIS.

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Help I can't stop laughing over this shitty shit edit

Ryota speeds up as Chinatsu appears . They're related. "CARRY ME WHEN I'M GODDAMN DEAD IN THE DIRT DAWG I'M IN THIS FOR THE TEAM."  As they pass Kuji and Mizuchi, Ryota LEAPS over them like a gazelle and screams. "SHIIINIINNG WIZARDDDD."

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[Someone stop me before I do those en masse again]

[chipsncookies]

Something different for today :) why did i shade this

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Odd motives and shady purposes

Cherry had been acting odd after the motive at best. The most evidently being quiet, while she was normally... Really loud, intrusive, bothering people and all that. Instead, you could find her less in the cafeteria and the halls- really, find less of her in general. And when you did find her, she wouldn't stick around for long (unlike other times, where she'd stick to people, Kuji in particular) and talk less than usual. Given, she was acting odd, and then...

And then the murder announcement was off. Well then, someone bit the bait the bear laid out. She knew someone would, eventually. Time to investigate, she supposed.

[suzuyajuzoo]

↳ Knife, Badassery & Levi [x] 

[iridium-light]

ok no I don’t usually comment on things but listen to this and wait for about 1 minute in, it syncs up stupidly well just try it

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B-o-r-i-n-g

[shslsurferboy]

Where’s all the action in this? There needs to be some Brutal Action here. Somewhere.

Mizuchi didn’t expect such a non-violent response to his screaming. He thought that she’d do those things in the movies where you threw the knife ever-so-close to the victim’s pretty little head and it ends up stuck in the wall! Wait. That was like the first murder case aaaand Cherry would end up in solitary. … Did he just call himself a victim in his own thoughts. Anyway. All he could do after that was shriek a shrill ‘eep!’ and nod along to whatever she was saying, even if he didn’t agree to how dangerous those all sounded.

"Haha, I don’t believe in no gh-ghosts!

And that would be a completely valid reason as to why he stuttered. He’s terrified of ghosts, do not tell ghost stories to him or he will freak out and maybe cry. Actually, please tell him ghost stories.

"Hey! I don’t sound ridiculous!! ‘scuse you, Ch… eh-ri! …-chi! Forgot the honorific there… Uhh. I was not screechin’, lemme tell ya! Those were… Battle cries.”

Mizuchi Ryuujin for the worst liar in the universe.

"Hold up— People pay you to watch you throw knives around and SURVIVE? What the fuck!! I know that I’m pretty dumb ‘ere and ther’ but this is… What the shit…”

Slowly, the surfer clambered up in an attempt to not look so weak. It’s like he’s thinking that Cherry might lunge and scratch him or something. But she won’t do that… Right?

“‘just don’t like sharp things, ‘kay? Yeesh!”

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Normally, actually, she WOULD have done that... But as mentioned, that'd get her into solitary. And that would only worsen her boredom. Be grateful to monobear to spare you from flying knives, Pinkie Pie.

"You suuuure look like you don't" Which is Cherry to say that he can't lie to save his life. Cherry would love to comply and tell him ghost stories, really....

Yeah, this guy was the worst liar in the universe.

".... Battle cries. Right. And my hair is freaking blue" that was rash. "But 'battle cries' aside, you WERE sound pretty ridiculous- do you want someone to get a title like that by cutting tomatoes?! It's like, totally insulting to Hope's Peak, really."

Not to mention to her as well, but she wanted him to notice how bad what he said was before all else.

"... I'm not gonna throw those at you or anything, if that's what you're thinking, 'cuz you sure look like you are. I threw a knife in the wall before and guess the bear didn't appreaciate the other hole in the wall much. And, what, any sharp things? Don't you use knives yourself to cut food or something???"

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Cherry: "Is that the first slug of yours that died"

Kuji: It's like she has a list of the worst possible things to say

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B-o-r-i-n-g

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Mitsuo claps a bit at the sweet catch, maybe it’s not much of a trick to Cherry but it looks pretty cool to him! And wow with everything else going on he’d forgotten about the nickname until just now. He still likes it, in fact his smile widens and feels slightly more genuine.

"Oh I know what you mean with the boredom thing… like, there’s not much to do around here is there? I heard a couple new areas opened or something but I haven’t gotten the chance to check them out yet." He’s not going to admit that’s because he’s spent most of the time after Saki’s execution curled up miserably in his cell. No way. He’s fully aware of how pathetic that sounds. "Right now I’m just on a quest for food, haha! Came in here to grab something earlier but that slug guy was here and. Ugh. Totally ruined my appetite. Like obviously it was partly ‘cause of his shitty personality, but it also looks like he got sick somehow, total snot factory. Groooss." Mitsuo pulls a face for emphasis, sticking his tongue out a little and in the process revealing a diamond stud. "Anyway it’s cool that you found some knives- like, so that you can do your tricks and stuff I mean. I feel like I’m going crazy without all my music and equipment."

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"Goood, no, there isn't! It's like our choices are to kill and get out, or die of boredom inside" she grumbled and sighed. This boredom problem was really getting to her. "I know the kitchen's open now- as it wasn't before, and that helps a little I guess" especially with the knife part. Cherry's not about to ask why he didn't check them out- she might have an idea if she thinks about it, but she's not too interested

"Ohh. Right, he can make people lose their heads easily. Not mine, though, I pick on him faster than he could bother me, so he ends up just yelling some apocalypse and doom things at me which is just annoying at worst" she shrugs. Hey, it's a very effective method! Not that he could really make her mad. Probably not. "Hey, better him with a snot factory than stinking like he was before. I may have a hand on why he's sick" she used a sly grin "but it's not my fault per say. He's just too stubborn to change from wet clothes to dry ones and got sick as result" shrugs. Not her problem.

"Oh man that sounds like it sucks" Cherry was already going crazy without her knives before she got handle of those sweet stuff she has now "I'd give you a hand with that but I doubt we could find anything like that in a prison, huh."

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B-o-r-i-n-g

[shsldubstep-blog]

And who should (finally) appear on the scene? None other than the bass-dropping Jesus himself, otherwise known as Ito Mitsuo. Once again he hasn’t quite been able to keep track of the passage of time, so Mitsuo isn’t sure how much has passed since his less than pleasant encounter with the sick slug lord. Hopefully long enough that the boy will have crawled off to go do whatever slugs do in some corner somewhere. In any case, Mitsuo seriously needs to get some food this time. 

Poking his head in he looks left, then right. No sign of Kuji, though the canteen actually isn’t empty for once. Mitsuo looks a little cautious and somewhat edgy- that’s mostly the hunger- but he steps in without any further hesitation. What was this girl’s name again? Some kind of fruit… Cherry! Right! Anyway he has no reason to consider her company unwelcome, so Mitsuo pastes a smile on.

"Hey that’s a pretty cool trick! You’re Cherry-san, right?" Seeing someone with a knife balanced on their nose should probably be alarming, but Mitsuo remembers reading about a knife expert on the roster or something. In any case it certainly looks like she knows what she’s doing, so he isn’t worried.

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At last, someone who wasn't about to freak out over her balancing knives or the like, much less rudely interrupt her with screaming. You'd think that this is the default of normal people, but they were surrounded by freaks. Freaks, I tell you.

She hears him and turns her head back to a normal position, catching the falling knife absent mindedly, like she knew with exact precision how and when it'd fall. Which was probably the case.

"Hey, Rave-kun!" She seemed to brighten once she noticed who it was "Yep, that's me. Thanks- it's not much of a trick, but I'm so bored, I'm starting to do all sort of stuff" She shrugs a little. "What's up with you, though?"

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B-o-r-i-n-g

[shslsurferboy]

I love you too, Cherry… Ray, what are you doing? I’m confessing my love to Cherry here. I love you too, Ray.

Actually, yes, that’s how surfing works. Paddle into water. Get on board. Balance. Look really cool while doing so. Do super awesome tricks. Be ultra uber mega famous. Profit. It’s not that hard. All you have to do is dedicate almost half of your day to training. Simple and easy.

“‘f course I fuckin’ ‘eard ya, ‘s hard NOT to!! NOW PUT ‘OSE DOWN. ‘S FREAKIN’ ME THE FUCK OUT!”

And when she does the knife-palm thing, Mizuchi lets out a shrill shriek, unfitting for someone of his stereotype.

"FOR A LIVIN’!? Y’ ‘IGHT AS WELL FUCKIN’ DIE DOIN’ THAT FREAKY STUFF— FUCKIN’ STOP! PEOPLE DON’T FUCKIN’ JUGGLE KNIVES, WHAT THE HELL?”

The surfer continues screaming - quite an overreaction but, hey, he doesn’t like sharp objects. He can’t even stand scissors, come on. There’s a reason why he doesn’t cut all that hair.

“‘s there anythin’ normal y’ do!? Like… Like…!! Like, I dunno, cuttin’ tomatoes!? Whatever normal knife shit people do that’s NOT JUGGLING.”

He’s not going to stop yelling until she puts them down. Away. From her belt. Or her body. And him. Far, far away. Goodbye, knives. Goodbye, Mizuchi. And goodbye, Cherry.

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That hurts the Ray, salad. B'(

Cherry already spends half a day with knives she wouldn't have time to sleep or eat that way....

After THIS much yelling, she sighs and puts her hands down. She's still holding the knives, why not. She's starting to get confused, but mostly-- this much continued yelling's gonna make her annoyed. No one wants an annoyed Cherry, though. Especially not her.

"SHHHHSHSHSHSHSHHHHH" She puts one finger on her mouth. This hand without the knives "Juggling, throwing, making butterfly knife tricks, balancing, doing fiver finger fillets... I've done all of those. Like, daily. I just got some scars" She shows the hand she was previously making the SHH motion "But I ain't dead. Unless you believe in ghosts. Then maybe?? Ask the ghost girl."

"What the heck. Cutting tomatoes?! ANYONE can do that! I'm not a chef, anyway! I'm a knife especialist! Or the knife girls from circus. There's nothing special about cutting tomatoes. No one's gonna pay me for that crap. Do you know how ridiculous do you sound- and I ain't even mentioning the high pitched girly screetches"

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B-o-r-i-n-g

[shslsurferboy]

Oh, fine, poke fun at his accent. It’s not his fault for being brought up in a village where everyone spoke the same. Imagine that. Your neighbour, a nice elderly man, walking up to you for a greeting. “Duuuude” isn’t what he would say but something very similar. It’s not his fault. At all.

He didn’t intend to give her a nickname… It was meant to be an insult but it… didn’t really work out.

"O… Of course y’ don’t. Nobody else does and I didn’t really expect y’ to. And I’m no beach hippie! Those guys are different from us surfers, y’know! But no worries ‘ere, man. … None at all."

He is very worried. Very much worry. Worries? Much worries. Really many. Heck grammar. Almost nobody knew him here. That’s quite… upsetting. Maybe this is finally the time he realizes how harsh the world is…! Nah. He’s going to be forever naive. Wait… No… Wrong character… Well, he’s naive nonetheless.

Even though she wasn’t moving any closer, Mizuchi still felt the need to stay in the corner. Away from Cherry. But… also away from the fridge… All the food… The uneaten food… Oh no… Oh, she was talking to him.

"Knife specialist? So y’mean someone who can tell the difference between a knife and a fork—"

Wait, what is she doing—

"WHAT TH’ FUCKIN’ FUCK, STOP THAT ‘IGHT NOW O’ SOMEONE’S GONNA GET FUCKIN’ ‘URT, Y’ CRAZY WITCH! WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Cherry’s going to scare his soul out of him if she keeps on doing tricks so suddenly.

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I love you and I love Ryuujin, Salad.

"Ehhh, you guys look alike and sound alike enough for me. But fine, whatever you say~"

She waves her hand like dismissing the subject. You won't change her mind, but she might not bring it up again. It didn't seem to bother him enough to be used as a form to pick on him, so that's fine. Maybe something else...

It's not Cherry's fault she doesn't recognize some surfer, she doesn't even know how that shit goes. 1. Get a surf board 2. Stand on it on the sea 3. ??? 4. Profit. That was it, right? Ya gotta get some actual sport people, dude. And get the food, too. Don't mind Cherry.

Even if she's, well, juggling knives right now. It took her a few seconds of Ryuujin's yelling for her to just pick 'em up again and laugh really loudly. Holy shit. That was HILARIOUS. A++ reaction right there 100/10 would recommend.

"Didn'tcha hear me??? I do this for a living, calm the heck down! This shit isn't sharp enough to really cut my skin anyways." She passes the blade of one of them on the palm of her hand "See? Real lame. But it should do for a substitute. Although, those are kinda short for proper juggling..."

Yeah, she'll probably scare his soul out of his body. Murderer and victim confirmed.

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B-o-r-i-n-g

[shslsurferboy]

"Real… knife… Right, ‘ight! And I’m jus’ fuckin’ imaginin’ all ‘is, yeah? Yeah!”

The more he freaks out, the more obvious his accent becomes. Shut up, Mizuchi, you’re going to turn into a certain murderer— Oh wait, we passed chapter one so we’re all good. He’s very suspicious of the number of knives the girl is carrying around on her belt. Why would you even… do that… Ever so slowly, he sets the chopsticks down, gets on his knees and… sits there. On the floor. Backed into the corner. That’s not a very normal response to seeing a girl balancing a knife on her nose but, then again, girls balancing knives on their noses isn’t something you see everyday either.

Kill some boredom? Why not kill him instead.

“‘m not Pinkie, lil’ miss Red Ridin’… No-Hood. The name’s Ryuujin Mizuchi, doncha remember? Our trial stand thingumajigs ‘ave our names in ‘em! You’re… Che-eh-ri, even I know that.”

He might not be 100% calm but he’s getting there. Progress! Wait. Is he ever calm?

"I surf! Man, nobody knows shit ‘bout sports ‘ere. Fuckin’ sucks. ‘ve never introduced m’self so many times b’fore. Aaaand I can already tell that you’re knife girl. Knife gal. Pretty shitty superhero name.”

It’s funny how he automatically assumed she’s a superhero. Red Riding No-Hood to the rescue! Only to take your money, of course.

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Maybe he'll slip into the turtles from Finding Nemo with his accent, how epic would that be?

Why is he sitting on the floor for? She thinks of asking but, naw. As far as so many thing goes in here, that's one of the less weird shit she has found so far. Like, herself.

Oh man he gave her a nickname back. She ends up smirking- she wasn't found of getting nicknames on account of her red hair because it annoyed after a while, but whatever. As far as people reacting to a girl with knives goes, that's one of the most interesting so far. Call the armed gal a nickname why wontcha. Cherry's 100% cool with this.

"Ehhh, I didn't pay attention to those much." She waves her hand as if it wasn't that important "Surf, huh? Yeah, ya got that weird look of a surfer. It's like the beach version of hippies or something"

Cherry fucking. Stop. Please.

"Superhero name? Really? I think that's the first time anyone even confused me with one- I think super villain might have been tried before, though" Most definitely "I'm a knife specialist! Fancy name for doing knife tricks for a living. Wanna see?"

She didn't wait for a response- most of them refused anyways, and she was a huge show off. She grabbed her knives and just. Juggled. Yes why not.

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B-o-r-i-n-g

[shslsurferboy]

On the other hand, Mizuchi had been… occupied. With the baths. He’s been going to them back and forth, almost non-stop. It’s becoming a problem. The only time he’s not there is when he’s taking a nap or hungry and, right now, he was indeed hungry. Very. So… to the kitchen?

Jogging lightly on his way there, the boy scooped up some utensils in the cafeteria on the way. He still wasn’t familiar with the kitchen so he was unsure if they had clean chopsticks in there so it was just in case! As he slowed to his laid-back strides, Mizuchi threw the door wide open and chuffed to himself,

"Aw, man, I sure am hungr—"

Then he saw her.

"FUCK—!! WHOA! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!? THAT’S DANGEROUS!! FUCKIN’ HELL, YOU SCARED ME, PIECE A’ SHIT.”

He threw himself against the shut door, chopsticks in hand pointing at the girl. He didn’t literally throw himself but he’s scared witless, you get the point. Get it? Because. He’s pointing. At Cherry. Who’s balancing a knife. Knives are pointy. That was terrible. But seriously. Watch the language, Mizuchi.

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Cherry was not expecting someone to just flip their shit and yell upon seeing her so she got startled and ended up messing up. She caught the knife on the air before it ended up making any real damage. Shit man that was close, what the heck-- she looks really confused at the person who entered and just. Oh, it's that dude.

"Whoa dude, what the hell are you yelling at for?! Ya made me drop the fucking knife! So much for real knives to work with...."

Cherry, that's not. The point. Yes, the pointy knife point.

She grumbles and straps the knife back to her belt, then crossing her arms at him while sitting on a counter, unphased by his threatening chopsticks. What a noisy dude. But she was bored, so talking - or messing with - him could kill some of that boredom.

"Oh, wait, I remember you! The pink-chan guy who had something to say at the trial but forgot. Are ya even for real? So, what's your name anyways, Pinkie? Or watcha do for that matter?"

You're not gonna call him by his name, so why even bother asking?