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weeep i haven’t been on much ; ^ ; so here’s something for me to keep track of orz. also!!!! welcome new members to ghouls (or not so new idk hello im never here bc i cry over midterms) this is junho your lovely leader of the white suits hello hello.

anyways, putting this at the beginning bc lol who’d scoll all the way bottom orz. i finally finished everything in my plots page so if there’s anything that interests you pls tell me! oh and i’m always up for plottng (since im always mobile anyways im is the way 2 go for me) leggo to the tracker now!

#( &. behind the facade )#// im so sleepy qq

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1/♥ Junho with animals

#( &. picture perfect )#// sorry for not being on to greet new ppl or even plot n stuff im v v v v v busy w college atm #// also look at junho in an ACTUAL catcafe

[ 9/20/16: audible beep after the automated voicemail ] hello this is lee howon. i believe i have one of your cats with me. [ pause. soft clink in the background. ] the name's mozart. i would drop him off but the cafe detailed in the tag is closed. do you want me to return him to another address or keep him for the weekend?

[ 16/09/20 ; 20:13 ] ↺ calling [ UNKNOWN ] number. . . no answer:

There’s a beep and an automated voicemail follows. “Hello, this is Lee Howon’s number I presume?” A sigh of relief escapes. “Thank god you found Mozart, I was pulling at my hair wondering where he went.” There’s a quiet grumble of how his other cats have been crying for the other. “If it’s fine with you, can you keep him for the weekend? I won’t be able to visit the cafe until Monday.” He pauses. “Mozart is a bit much... hard to handle sometimes, but he’s a good cat. Still, keep a close eye on him for me. Thank you so much and I apologize for the inconvenience.”

end of message. . .

#// idk what i tried to write im so sorry u___u #ghxhowon #( &. opened mail )

"what do penguins do in a race? they peng-win,"

( &. club penguin starters ; status: closed )

It isn’t funny, the joke that is. It’s a poor attempt inhumor—a poor attempt to garner some positive reaction from him. He sees nohumor behind it, nor does he care to begin with. Here, he isn’t the leader of agang, nor is he the s-rank ghoul that many fear. Here, he is Lee Junho, the absent,but friendly owner of Whiskers. He’s known for taking in strays, known for hischarity, his warmth—known for everything that he isn’t, known for everythingthat he lacks and he hates it.

Junho forces a small smile to form, eyes crinkling intocrescents, and allowing a soft laugh to escape as he shifts the small cat inhis arms, “that’s cute and clever.”

The small cat continues to squirm and he quietly hushes it. Hesends an apologetic look to the girl and bends down, releasing the cat. “Sorry,Teetee is a bit feisty today.” He ruffles the girl’s hair, “but, really! It’dbe impossible for me to think of something like that!”

#// lmao junhos so fake #ghnayeon #( &. opened mail )

seungwos

#( &. picture perfect )

ccjinri-blog

as much as soojung joked around with junho, there are no romantic feelings towards him. it felt wrong. to her, he was her leader. her master, someone who she will ALWAYS remain loyal to. she is his lapdop, his right hand, and nothing more. she wouldn’t agree to such things anyways. he wasn’t her type, and it seems they both were too broken. mentally, of course. honestly, there were sometimes where she joked around and did the infamous ‘yes, my lord’ from black butler to get a reaction. even if it was a bad reaction, any reaction is better than none. it made her feel proud that she’s able to shock him to this day.

making herself comfortable on the couch, she sent debussy a lazy wave. she instantly went back to her usual quiet self, seeing that there wasn’t a need to joke around anymore. this was how majority of their interactions went. a simple joke before it died down into a calm atmosphere.

she would have wentto hunt for chopin, but she decided to give him a break this time. plus, she was pretty tired from work in general. “oh? mind if i stay and help?” she asked just to be polite, but honestly she was going to stay anyways.

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He runs a hand subconsciously through Debussy’s fur, contemplating with a small hum. Soojung was going to stay regardless—especially without a place to stay (or rather “crash” at). Her loyalty to him is something he appreciates, respects, and practically adores. He adores her, not in a romantic sense, no, he’d never view her as his one and only, his lover, his everything— she doesn’t deserve such a thing. Soojung, to him, is more of a protégé, an apprentice, his servant, his soldier, and even a younger sibling if he ponders on it enough.

Never has a person stayed by his side for so long and yet she has. Misfortune has only befallen on those who have stuck by him. Even his everything was whisked away by misfortune herself and yet, she’s still here.

Junho moves Debussy to his lap, scratching his chin with a soft smile. “Of course you can stay,” he answers. “Mozart never listens to me,” as if the cat answers to anyone, “god knows if he’ll escape again like last time.” And he doesn’t want a repeat of that incident; it still gives him nightmares to this day. He can only hope Soojung would be able to control the cat. “I’ll need you to keep an eye on him and Debussy as I take care of Chopin.”

#( &. p; world domination )#( &. replied to )#( &. mein fraulein )#ghxsoojung

"do it for the vine,"

( &. club penguin starters ; status: accepting )

This is where Junho realizes that he’s growing old. As timeprogresses, he finds that there are more and more new words that he can’t seemto grasp, that sound foreign to his ears. To him, they’re just a mess of soundsput together with an unrelated meaning attached to it. To him, it’s nothing buta cacophony of words mushed together. He doesn’t really care to begin with—he doesn’tfeel like it should matter anyways. He’ll just allow his inability to keep upwith the new “lingo” to hinder him from understanding whatever these children are saying.

He really doesn’t care.

However, he finds himself at a dilemma—staring at the girlwith wide eyes, confused eyes and a cat cradled in his arms. “Why would I do that for a vine?” And what does she meanby vine? They don’t hold vines in thecafé. “The only plants we have here is lemongrass and some other cat friendlyplants.”

The cat meows and he hushes it softly. “If you’re offering avine, I’d have to decline. I wouldn’t want the cats accidentally wrappingthemselves in it.”

#// lee junho- resident old man #ghbillie #( &. opened mail )

"when i see stars i think of you. because you're only beautiful from a distance,"

( &. club penguin starters ; status: accepting )

Junho snorts. It was adorable how the humans try so hard to get under his skin. It was an attempt that he would have to acknowledge however, he did try and it was amusing if he had to put it simply. Such a small thing wouldn’t bother him of course. He’s heard worse, experienced worse, seen worse scrawled onto the door of his own home. A man as mad as him, as broken as him had long stopped caring for insults and snide comments—well, only if it wasn’t directed towards his height. If anything, it was amusing to see the extent of what people would say just to anger a person.

He leans forward with an innocent smile. “How poetic of you, I could even say the same for you.” He peeks at his watch and pushes himself up from the table.

“I apologize for ending our conversation short,” he takes another glance at his watch and offers the younger male an apologetic look. “It seems that I have some important matters to attend to,” he places a hand on their shoulder, “we will have to continue this another time if that’s fine with you.”

#// tbh idk what i wrote im just- wow #ghbaekhyun #( &. opened mail )

"it's called capitalism,"

( &. club penguin starters ; status: accepting )

He is speaking to an idiot– a god awful brat. What gave him the privilege to speak in such a tone to someone like him? And when did brats become this tall? How could they be taller than him? What have the Doves been feeding their new investigators for them to be so… so… tall. Pushing the pestering questions aside, he returns to the matter on hand.

He offers a friendly smile, customers are customers, Doves or not, he wouldn’t want his cover blown, well… not yet. “Of course it’s called capitalism, sir– you are at a cat cafe and this is a business after all.”

He feels something rubbing against his legs and he smiles softly, leaning down to pick up the cat. He scratches the bottom of the cat’s chin. “If you’re looking for an alternative to capitalism,” which isn’t any better in his opinion, “I’m willing to direct you towards our adoption program. Something a bit more… ah, charitable?”

#( &. opened mail )#gheungjae

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the same thing we do every day, plan world domination ⊷ ♡ “ @ghxjunho “♡

“honey, i’m home!” you know, for someone who hated the world and every single human being in it, she really didn’t show it. call it skills, but faking something honestly came so natural to her now that it’s part of her. technically, it wasn’t really faking if she was around someone who she aimed to stay loyal to. pushing the door open, she was instantly greeted with one of her favorite cats, the lovely grayson.

next mission: hunt chopin down

picking grayson up in her arms, she let out a gasp when grayson licked the side of her cheekbones. “grayson! my highlight!” she groaned at the cat just purred loudly. “you’re lucky i love you, honestly.” and in the corner you can just sense junho judging her. placing grayson onto the couch, she flopped next to the cat before allowing it to rest on her chest.

“so, what is the plan today?”

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The shrill call of Soojung’s appearance leaves Junho cringing. He commends Soojung for her attempt at a seemingly domestic lifestyle with him (he’d never fall for such a thing-- never, not when his body and soul is still dedicated to them), but he can’t help but to despise it. Loyalty, respect, and all in between--there’s only so much he can tolerate. His gaze follows Grayson as he trots towards the woman to greet her, then towards Chopin’s current hiding spot.

Soojung enters the room with Grayson in tow-- cooing at him and making all sorts of faces at him before setting him onto the couch and sitting down as well. Debussy does the same, jumping onto the furniture, settling next to Junho with a content purr.

It’s pleasant, for once his mind isn’t screaming at him and there’s no urge to maim, hurt, or even kill. How nice would it be if it were like this everyday--

He raises a brow and continues to run a hand down the back of Debussy’s fur. Thinking about it-- it’s about time they tame Chopin’s wild fur, he’s been shedding, again. “Plan? I was going to stay at home and groom all the cats if you call that a plan.”

#( &. p; world domination )#( &. mein fraulein )#ghxsoojung #// starring junho's cats tbh #( &. replied to )

"help me hide this body in here,"

( &. club penguin starters ; status: accepting )

He raises a brow, eyes flicking from the body then toGrayson, curiously pawing at the body. A sigh escapes and he bends down toscoop the cat into his arm, quietly scolding him for getting his paws dirty. Thecat merely meows at him and paws at his face instead. Junho’s attention returnsto Soojung, shaking his head as more of his cats begin to approach the carcassshe had managed to drag in undetected. He’s beginning to feel some regrets, butit’s far too late to do anything.

“Why, out of all places, must you bring that here?” He shakes his head, “never mind, I’m perfectly aware asto why, “but I do regret allowing you free entry here.”

As much as he’d enjoy a free meal—he doesn’t exactly appreciateit when his cats are in the vicinity. They do not need to see such a thing. He pinches the bridge of his nosewith his free hand. “If you must, just dump it in the storage with the rest you’vemanaged to bring here.” He huffs, gaze following Soojung smiles brightly at himand leaves to the back of his home.

“I swear, the things I do.”

#( &. opened mail )#( &. mein fraulein )#ghxsoojung

club penguin bans sentence starters

"i'm a fucking piece of pizza,"

"holy shit toto, we sure as fuck ain't in kansas anymore,"

"i ain't fucking with these christmas lights anymore,"

"why is the only angry one black?"

"get in loser, we're going sledding,"

"jesus fucking christ, that cookie hot as shit,"

"ah yes, my meth lab is ready,"

"i need this life vest 'cos i'm drowning in the pussy,"

"i could kill you right now, no one would wear you scream,"

"i could go back and pretend to be you,"

"fashion police, you're definitely under arrest,"

"you're tearing this family apart, ___"

"what do you mean you're being murdered? that's illegal, people can't do that,"

"i'm wanted for stealing yo girl/boy,"

"wanna hear a joke? your future,"

"i would like to order all the money,"

"when i see stars i think of you. because you're only beautiful from a distance,"

"do it for the vine,"

"you dress like an idiot,"

"girl/boy, are you because i want to take you out,"

"hey you forgot something. your social life,"

"help me hide this body in here,"

"did you just propose, using emojis?"

"do drugs they said. it will be fun they said,"

"it's called capitalism,"

"thank you for helping me commit cannibalism,"

"shit, we on national television,"

"bitch, throw one more snowball at me,"

"can you leave my house please?"

"i'm sensing you're a bit of a bitch,"

"can i pay you in swag?"

"excuse me, do you know where i can find the booty?"

"what the flipper?"

"santa isn't real,"

"what do penguins do in a race? they peng-win,"

"a milkshake ain't a goddamn pizza,"

"locked up because my eyebrow game was too strong,"

"man, look at all this fuckin' dope,"

"fuck it, i ain't running,"

"hey, do you wanna join my gang?"

"i'll ask my mom,"

"smooth as butter,"

#( &. a guise )

an incoming challenger approaches !!

it’s been months and i still make cheesy intros. hello hello ;u; i will get to any welcome messages v v soon! but first off i’m hoon o/ it’s been a while since i rp’d and i might disappear for long periods of time purely bc of classes and stuff;; uni sucks. anyways you can catch me on twitter @capeIIas but it’s honestly not the most reliable place to catch me for plotting

anyways- onward to facts on junho!!!!