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Heads up!

This blog is (quite obviously) closed down for the time being. Playing with you all was fun, but Jun’s not a tumblr sort of man it seems. You can reach him (usually) at his AIM, psychedelicdreambug, as he refuses to truly die. But consider this blog closed for the mostly permanent future.

If you wish to rp with me, I’ll be over taiyintan~

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#splash of color

gensou-takemasa replied to your post:gensou-takemasa replied to your post:-bursts down...

Not everyone. There’s been a mushroom crop of new people, they wouldn’t know!

Mushroom crop? Are they all fungis?

gensou-takemasa replied to your post:-bursts down walls of his box, jumping into the...

I think you’re supposed to break out of the box BEFORE going on a posting spree, but whatever makes you happy, man~ ww

PSH I never do things in the right order, everyone knows that by now!

Time to Go! [Open RP]

Boom.

Shake shake shake.

Boom.

Shake.

Rattle.

Roooooooooooooooll.

Someone had decided to spike the guitarist's drink with speed today, or so it seemed. Ever since his second gargantuan cup-full, Jun felt he could take on the sound barrier simply by looking ahead at the blank, white wall in front of him. Boring. Boring boring bo-rING!

A single, clear thought scampered through his head amongst the cacophony of vague, potential half-thoughts. Should he call someone? He was bored, and there was nothing on his plate for today. it had been said that Jun was, potentially, one of the more social members of the band, but that had simply not been the case as of recent. There were rare attempts to even speak with his own vocalist outside of work, though he expected that those attempts would have either been met with the most judging of all judging looks or a simple 'no.' Their friendship was… abrupt, at best, something the bug would have attempted to remedy, but he never found the desire to do so. Jui wasn't exactly the most cheerful bird to get along with.

Even with such a handicap over his head, Jun had the desire to give a social life a shot, especially after he had made a promise to his darling 'sister' that he would stay out of the workshop for a few weeks. If she hadn't had such a grim expression when she asked, he would have ignored her, but even he knew better than that.

Resolving to bounce himself out of his apartment and their drab walls of monotonous snoritude, Jun pulled a brightly-designed sweatshirt over his head, pink boots on his feet, and was out the door in a matter of minutes, phone in hand, sporting a grin that could only lead to trouble.

He had absolutely no idea what he was going to do, but he wouldn't know what it was by sitting on his rumpus all day.

#writtenintoxication #open rp #[[Seriously anyone can rp with bugbreath please he's been here forever someone talk to him *sobs*]]

-bursts down walls of his box, jumping into the scene and shouting loudly- RAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWR!