YOU ARE NOT GOD.

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[godiune]

possibly revamping everything sans junes personality. this might effect threads im considering to reply to.

[godiune]

Voids are meant to be gashed open bigger and bigger the more you keep dwelling on them. But apparently you seem perfectly fine with it, hm?

The vagueness in the former’s presence had perked her senses in an oddly familiar manner, however it was useless to even begin to analyze and critically ponder in regards to what that meant for June. Not once did she ever speak, because there was nothing to really speak of. It was a blatant fact, for she was no better than an empty void separated from time and space. “Go away.”

[godiune]

You're a SORE loser. Sore as in painful or aching, or raw. A raw loser.

An immediate urge of humiliation and hysteria swells in her lungs and the only thing she was able to breathe out was a tearful sob. Her eyes were filled to the rim and for a moment she lost sight of the former boy, blindly grabbing at his shirt. The little lady could only hang her head in utter defeat as she cries hysterically. 

                                            “I’m a loser, I’m a straight up loser you dick eating fuck.”

[godiune]

                                                               I am officially alone.

[fakedeepyeol-deactivated2015092]

…you can’t do that.

[godiune]

... what you think you’re tough shit because i need at least four stacked-stools just to meet your eye level? WELL THINK AGAIN YOU MEME LOVING LOSER.

[godiune]

realcy

it’s me pepe the frog

nvm im deactivating

[godiune]

i took a 2 week break and i dont even recognize half the people i follow

[godiune]

cryptogenia replied to your post “taking a small hiatus from this account. my motivation is a little...”

come back

[simulapia-deactivated20150731]

So I promised to do this sixty-seven years ago, and the time has finally come. To celebrate me surviving that horrendous revamp, and this blog becoming 8 months old (who woulda thought…), I decided to post a followforever as a token of my gratitude of sorts towards those who have always been supportive of me. This post is dedicated to, of course, my friends who are also my main sources of motivation as well as inspiration. Thank you for sticking around and never giving up on me. 

mizukos, cryptogenia, alleiore, my son (who wants to remain unknown idk), harlequistic, sickdali, gadarenes, tempusxtao, k-sung, lithified (Special thanks to those I no longer keep in contact with but have helped me forge my own personal style. Thank you for the memories. And the heartbreaks, too.)

And of course, some friends who I might not talk as much with but think are amazing at what they do, and who’re also evidently more active than me (You guys make my dash look so pretty):

monochrome-jongdae, fernwehxng, migvng/mvnyeo, estravaganzae/xinanlide, godiune/n-ikeboy, suyeonj, vartouhix, iso2108, opprinnvlse, soulomxn, xlunaire, consilian, confictvra, illota, griefdreamer … & you! Thank you for making my time here seem well spent. My roleplay experience would be worth nothing without the friendships made along the way.

[godiune]

taking a small hiatus from this account. my motivation is a little thin. i'm sorry to those who i've been plotting with T T

[godiune]

cheonjaen

What. Staring with her jaw hung open, eyes widening offensively, she exasperated. “What?! Your name is literally one letter off from being the goofiest thing ever. I will not be silenced-” The rest of her mini rant was unfortunately drowned out by the other’s laughter, which was unfortunate because June landed some pretty on-point ‘your mom’ jokes. Oh well. Crossing her arms in a childish huff, she dramatically averts Jane before side eyeing her skeptically. “Ah..” Beneath the small period of silence, June instinctively fishes her phone out, fingers working the screen until she’s snapping multiple pictures. “Gonna twitter this-” 

Picking her head up from her incessant phone tapping, the little lady nearly falls back in her seat with a fit of laughter, hand clamped atop her thigh as she repeatedly slapped it. Truthfully, cuteness was a weakness to her. Sure it might have been generic and corny, but there was something about the way Jane constantly mewed circled around her that had her thrown off. So it was there, that her weakness was exploited. “No, nooo- do it again- I’m gonna die.” Heaving her chest in thick puffs, her arms habitually wrap around her stomach. 

[rvbatosis-blog]

His eyes narrowed when she shot him a childish look before he huffed again and patted his hands against the surface of the table. Kyungsoo wasn’t very patient when he wasn’t around things that he liked. It was easy to sit at this booth for hours would have been easier with a book in his hands. Making small talk with a stranger was a bit more on the difficult side, but Kyungsoo was determined to try. He could be as friendly and outgoing as his father. People could like him… He’d try despite her teasing. “You’re really going to bother a man who just finished the most grueling shift?” Maybe he was being a little dramatic. “Are you a food blogger?”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion when she set the money down in front of him, Kyungsoo wasn’t sure what exactly she had in mind until she stood up and followed her. “You’re not allowed back there, please don’t,” he said apathetically for the sake of saying it but at least he wouldn’t be bored anymore. He followed her to the kitchen and leaned against the counter. “Just don’t cut or burn yourself. Want to throw weird things in the fryer?”

[godiune]

“...I’m not bothering you,” she mumbles defensively furrowing her brows to feign a a discouraged expression. Of course it might have been easy form him to pick apart whether or not her features were genuine. “No, I’m just a miscellaneous customer. You can call me June. Or Miss June.” Stalking through the aisles of the back kitchen, the little lady came across machinery she’s never seen before. The diner after hours was truly a whole different world, and she intended to explore it- or at least until the rain stops. 

Her brow cocked at the lack of attempt to keep her from executing any risky business, which was expected, since the latter seemed to hold no ounce of ecstasy for his job. “Relaaax, I know what I’m doing.” Though upon eyeing the fryer, her all-knowing grin drops into a foreign scrunch. “Uh.. y-you know, this probably takes some solid effort all arou-” But it was when the latter boy offered such a suggestion she didn’t expect was when her eyes popped breifly, lips curled into the most childish grin she could muster. “Can we do that?! Can we make friend chicken?! Ah- wait. Won’t you get in trouble.”

[ibhobi-blog]

     Last time I checked I was human … unless my whole life is a lie. Maybe there’s a reset button on me – { And in theatrical fashion, he’s prodding at his own chest, contracting with a few tricky isolation moves before straightening back up in a stoic manner – a monotonous, metallic tone. } Hell-O. My. Na-me. Is. J-Robot. At. Your service.

[godiune]

“...H-Hoseok.” Watching in disbelief at the energy radiating off the idol’s act almost petrified her. Unsure whether to play along or not, June instinctively places the back of her atop the boy’s forehead. The heat that radiated off that particular section of his head didn’t seem to be abnormal.”.. Oh, that’s right. Robots cant have fevers. Then there must be something wrong with your circuitry. Luckily, I have just the thing!” Digging through the contents of her satchel, June eventually fishes out a plastic toy knife. “It’s time to do some surgery.”

[auloniadx-blog]

“The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley, Adonais

[auloniadx-blog]

“I’m Lee Halla, is there any plot you were looking for specifically?” Inquiring, her head lolling to the side. She’s only here to help, assist ones who mourn, comfort those in need… maybe. An ordinary girl by day, but a M O N S T E R in the night. “Oh, the veterans area is plot 18– right behind this building.” She points to the door before picking up her magazine again. Why come back to the dead when they’ve already moved on? Tsk tsk, stupid humans. Don’t take life for granted, it just might be taken from you tonight.

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[michikikomori]

"Made Baymax?” She pointed to the white robot and laughed. A quiet laugh escaped her lips before she shook her head.  “Nope, it’s my uncle made it.” Michiko explained to girl. She then rememembered her father introducing her to Baymax to her. The first thing he told her was that her Uncle made Baymax to help people.  “The reason why he’s so fully and squishy is because he’s supposed to take care of children.” She poked Baymax’s stomach. “He’s huggable.”   She then held out her arms and hugged Baymax. “See.” She smiled brightly. “I don’t really know how my uncle made him. The only thing I made are some chips for him to use. Like how to cook something.” Michiko nodded her head. “Are you sure? I mean. I feel really bad. Since it was my fault.” She pulled back from Baymax’s hug.

[godiune]

“Oh...,” trailing dazedly, June brings the tip of her thumb to her lip, habitually chewing the tip in thought. “Th-that thing looks like it could suffocate me,” the urgency was subtle in her voice as she pointed an accusing finger at the seemingly harmless robotic machine. “But.. you sound like you know what you’re doing, even though you almost killed me.” Her expression hardened into a detached glare before breaking into a gleeful grin. “Seriously? Can he make barbecue?! Aaaah, that would be so cool. I can barely cook myself- the youtube videos aren’t much help. Can you modify people too? Ah-,” her tangent breaks into abrupt silence as she thought briefly just how strange it would be to mechanically alter a human being.

“Well anyways... there’s gonna be a super cool party in about two minutes and I was wondering if you wanted to come. You can take Baymax too, if you’d like. I’m sure the neighbors would love him. I just need your approval as to whether you’d like to come or not. Hurry, you have less than a minute to tell me.” Raising a digital watch, she gingery taps the glass as it counts toward zero. Of course, little did Michiko know of what was to come now that she had settled in.

[busanslion]

“you have some powder on your nose, miss.”

[godiune]

“Ah?” Well at least he didn’t nit-pick at her ridiculous baseball get up. Her brows pinched at the center as she instinctively clutches her baseball bat. “Powder...?” It was more of a mumble to herself than towards the gentleman she vaguely acknowledged. When she did, she cupped her nose, ever so slowly turning to face the source of the voice with narrowed eyes. 

[zklins]

godiune​ 

[zklins]

“june yoon sounds like a cartoon supergirl or something like that. i love it! i feel like a girl with such an instresting name must have an insteresting story.” she nods at her own words, allowing her slender pale fingers to slip into the front pocket of her hoodie. it happens all the time, she meets someone new and she makes up a story about them. “i can totally see you in one of those amazing superwoman costumes or maybe like a catwoman or even black widow. she’s really cool, you could be her sister!” she cheers and now she can’t help but bounce a little at the thought. “did i just meet a superhero?”

[godiune]

As the girl began to ramble vividly, Junes eyes gleamed incandescently in pure astonishment. Never had she ever recognized herself as a hero, just an every day maintenance girl. Someone to watch you from afar, but this has put things into a whole new perspective, and she couldn’t have been more amazed. 

“No way,” her jaw drops with every syllable. “You know there’s a reason why you don’t see me and superwoman in the same room, y’know- er.. mainly because she’s a television character, but that doesn’t mean I am too!” Ah, but then it hits her. “Say, erm. I have never seen you before, miss Yeri. And I pretty much know the city like the back of my toilet- because it gets clogged a lot. Are you knew, or have you managed to steer clear of my radar. Hnnn.” Tapping her chin rhythmically, the little lady’s eyes narrow comically. “Cause if that were the cause, I might not be the only superhero in town.”