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good job making it this far. however, this blog has been closed and archived. thanks for playing anyway.

[il-primo-tempesta]

rude asshole:

            “Tch ———— jus’ gimme one, dick-fer-brains.”             Without any other warning, Hayato stepped forward and             shoved his grimy little paws into the other child’s chest,             pushing him over; the kid’s skinny ass thumping against             the filth-smeared cobblestone at the street rat’s feet.             A nasty little smirk — no humor, just the baring of nicotine-             yellowed baby teeth and the black gaps in between, to show             who was BOSS here — and the redhead’s cigs were scooped             up into his little trash-baby mitts, easy as that.             ———— and, then he ran.

            Naturally.

        Oh, that did it.

        When the grey-haired punk approached closer he was too slow to keep his filthy hands off him, and fell straight onto the cold pavement. His red eyes flared angrily when he stole his pack right from under his nose, but the moment the kid took off his teeth clenched tightly as he chased after him.

        No one was going to play him for a fool and get away with it.

        Despite his small frame he was a fast runner, catching up to Hayato with ease. G pounced straight at him with pure rage in his eyes, tackling him to the ground. As they struggled, the redhead got a good opening of the other's face and socked him right in the cheek, not even caring about the crushed cigarettes anymore.

        "You FUCKIN' PIECE OF SHIT!"

[suteijian-archive-deactivated20]

' Are you

                             sure? Should I call one of my friends to handle this of? He has connections in China, so he could easily bring them out of business, ’ she utters as she closed the letter with discomfort, putting it a bit too harsh on the table.

                             ’ I don’t want you to handle anything alone. The Chinese people can be quite the sneaky ones. ’

[il-primo-tempesta]

        A light chuckle escapes from his mouth, the corner of his lips pulling up into a small smile. He's honestly grateful for her concern but it was unnecessary. Having an infamous reputation around the city had its repercussions, after all.

        "Don't worry your pretty little head off about it," he says in reply as he sits down in his armchair. "This has been happening for a while—even though it's in Chinese I think the person behind this is just trying to make it look like they've got more power than they actually have."

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Malfunction | | Closed with il-primo-tempesta

[il-primo-tempesta]

taikoux:

[ ♫ ] “B-but…” Psyche spoke in a soft tone as he looked up at the redhead a bit confused. “You… You saved me… A-according to my system.” His database stated that the man was his master with an unknown name and rescued him… Somehow. The encryption from within his memory was rather rough, as if his own system was overwriting his past memory. “I’m… I’m safe…?” The raven spoke, looking around as his magenta hues shook in a panicked manner. His heartrate suddenly sped up, as if he were in danger, but for some odd reason, it was because he was in an unknown territory. “Am I… All alone…? If you aren’t my Master um… M-master…?” He spoke in a shaky tone, digits shaking the slightest as he spoke in hesitation, “Can… Can Hero-tan be… M-my master…? I’m lost and… I won’t be scared anymore if… I-if Hero-tan were my master…” Looking down at his own lap, before trembling lips spoke once more, the android had felt a kind gesture on his head, resulting the android to purr. “N-nuuuu!~” Psyche squealed, blushing a bright pink as he sunk his head towards the collar of his jacket. “H-hero… T-tan!~”Squealing due to the gesture, he then nodded slowly, trying to giving a small smile. “O-okay…! H-hero-tan!”

        His dark red eyes look down at the figure of the small robot hesitantly. He mentioned a system—so he most definitely was a robot. His personality was reminsicent of a young and innocent child, which made him very curious as to this infamous informant he had heard so much about. Out of all personalities to make an android have, one of this kind was a... strange choice.

        Regardless he couldn't help the small smile that spread across his features when the other managed to calm down, hopefully for good. The sirens were getting further away, and while he was sure the police wouldn't be giving up that easily, he knew people that would make his life easier. For now at least.

        ❝ Are you alright now? ❞ he asked, giving the most reassuring smile he possibly could. ❝ I don't know what happened to you or where you came from but I think it's best if you don't go outside for a while. ❞

        The redhead really doesn't want to get more in trouble with the police than he has to, especially since his position as manager of a shooting range wouldn't exactly prove much innocence. G looked down once more at the android, just realizing that he had nothing to call him. Surely he'd remember his own name at the very least, right?

        ❝ Do you have a name? ❞

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{ тнe wonтed мagnυм opυѕ } — fleur && g

[il-primo-tempesta]

c u r i o u s — how recollections were retrieved. she remembered not her creator nor her purpose ( if she even had in the first place, did she? ) but she remembered her name. a breathy little title, like petals that fall from flowers with the spring breeze, alive now but dead the second they scathe the ground.

                                                                             ’.  . . fleur. ‘

hollowed footsteps follow in pursuit. night dawned and threatened to envelop the lazy city, seen an amiable distance away from them.

              ’ && what is your name? ‘

instinct told her to ask such a thing, curiosity ebbing in her abdomen, for if it were not for simple intrinsic nature ; there was a thirst that ne- eded to be quenched —— the one for knowledge.

        ——Fleur.

        From the vague French that he had learned from Alaude, he recalled that it was French for "flower." His thoughts wandered to whether this girl's origins were from France, and what exactly she was doing here all the way on the boot-like penninsula of Italy. He hadn't even been to France—the extravagant country was much too far to travel to for leisure.

        Fleur's gentle inquiry caused him to look towards her with a somewhat questioning expression. Her blue eyes reflected the mixture of pinks and oranges in the sky above them and for a short moment he is enraptured by the beautiful yet unnatural scene in her eyes.

        "Just call me G," he replied a little too hastily, turning himself away after he caught himself in the unusual act. Red eyes glance up ahead towards a familiar mansion where, surprisingly, only a few lights were on. Assuming it meant that a majority of the members weren't in, he turns to face Fleur's small figure.

        "I don't think many people are home, but there's no such thing as being too safe. Do you think you can stay as quiet as possible as we sneak in through the garden?" The redhead was already expecting her answer to the affirmative—she had already proven herself to be silent most of the walk here after all.

[il-primo-tempesta]

it's probably about time this happened. i think i'm going to turn g private. i really miss him, but i don't think i can handle coming on this blog and having an empty pain in my stomach anymore

i'll probably be changing blogs as well. you have the freedom to follow me on the new one if you wish, but i'm not going to force anyone even if i do enjoy roleplaying with you. any old roleplays that i still have the intention of continuing will be continued there. i’ll be momentarily posting some old drafts i’ve had in my folder for a while, just so i wouldn’t have written them only for them to rot in there.

thanks guys, and i'll see you around. maybe.

[-primo]

“Nel purGATTOrio!!~”

He’s not sorry at all. It’s making good use of his birthday present, after all.

[il-primo-tempesta]

        Cue G leaving the room without another word. He was not dealing with this, even if it was this idiot's birthday.

[il-primo-tempesta]

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"Dove vanno i gatti quando muoiono?"

        “ .....Don't you dare, Giotto. ”

        He knew full well where this was going to go, and he didn't like it one bit.

[wf-wanderer]

[il-primo-tempesta]

       —WELCOME TO WHITE FOREST—

Your last few memories are hazy before whiting out. You can’t recall what happened or what you were doing, but all you can remember was feeling overwhelmed with sadness, like all of the world was against you. You may have lost humiliatingly in a battle, or captured by the enemy in a hopeless situation, or maybe you were simply wandering around in your home region—but that doesn’t matter anymore. Not when you’ve found yourself in the center of a seemingly tranquil forest, surrounded by dense and tall trees as far as your eyes can see.

As you walk around wondering where you are, the sound of wild Pokémon from both near and far fill your ears. But other than that you seem to be the only one here. You wonder if this is all a dream, as this place is so grand and peaceful that it would only exist in fairytales and legends, but as time goes by you realize that this is reality…

          【 home 】  【 about 】  【 rules 】  【 join 】

[il-primo-tempesta]

i said i'd be on more often, but looked at how well that worked out haha

idk what it is anymore, i've kinda don't really feel welcome here anymore? i've drifted so far from the khr fandom that i think there are more ocs following me than actual khr blogs haha. i think it's just my personality, that i'm really just not cut out to be in such an environment where everyone's so scared of messaging someone else. people might follow me but when they don't interact i just feel like they either don't read my rules or they expect me to initiate contact and i??? i can't do that, i can't even do that in real life. i even had emotional breakdowns over the last few days because i feel like an outcast, that im just so weird that no one can possibly even fathom just how much i am even if i explain it to them.

ive had a number of emotional breakdowns in the last few days actually, and not because of my classes but because of who i am and how i hate myself so much to the point that other people inherently stay away from me too. i really admire people that try their best to be friendly to everyone here, but even though i try to do the same thing i just don't have the self confidence or the ability to keep it up, especially when it mostly goes ignored.

ah idk, maybe this is just a temporary funk i'll eventually get out of. i really do love roleplaying g and i really love how all these ocs are following me. i also really appreciate how a select few of you in the khr fandom have talked to me and i love you guys so, namely angie and serena and most definitely cherry, you have no idea how much i love you guys. but the border that's formed between me and the rest of the fandom has grown too wide i suppose, and it's not something that being tenacious can fix.

i'll see what happens in the future, but for now i'll only really be on my newly created closed and affiliated roleplay blog away from everyone. thanks you guys, and especially to those of you that have comforted me whenever i've felt down. if you want my skype i can most certainly give it to you if you ask for it, though i can't guarantee i'll be on it a lot.

[silencxr-blog]

❝ Hey——you dropped your wallet. ❞

[il-primo-tempesta]

        "——Ah, thank you. I didn't even notice." he replied, bending down to pick the fallen item.

[il-primo-tempesta]

hiscloudyeyes replied to your post:hiscloudyeyes replied to your post “reminder to...

// I don’t mind either way since I do have a Primo — and I will always mention this blog on their description so you’ll easily know that it’s me! :>

AHHH perfect!! pls let me know your primo bc i love rping with primos but there aren't enough a;slkdjfsld ;A;

[il-primo-tempesta]

hiscloudyeyes replied to your post “reminder to you all that you must be following me if you want to...”

// I have a bunch of side blogs tbh --

LMAO did u plan to rp with me on any of those tho bc i probably have no idea when they're you or not ;alsjkdf;lasd

[hiscloudyeyes]

“Unfortunately.”

At least he is not showing the actual costume upfront — though he supposes that a picture of it is already sufficient for mentality.

“Only females are being employed there, so the best way to infiltrate is by dressing up as one. I hear that the employer particularly likes one who looks — as they put it, badass.” And after everyone’s votes, G is nominated.

[il-primo-tempesta]

        His brow furrows just the slightest as he hears the other's response, sighing reluctantly through his nose. It's not that these missions were uncommon—at least, he had definitely heard of others having to do this—but never did they ever have anything to do with him being on the front scene. This was the first time it ever happened to him.

        "I can't guarantee my performance will... be adequate enough." he replied eventually to Hibari, closing his eyes as he does so. It wasn't like he wanted to go against him... at least, did he really have to do this alone?

[il-primo-tempesta]

reminder to you all that you must be following me if you want to roleplay with me. however if your roleplay blog is a sideblog, please let me know so that i do not follow back the wrong blog or something.

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hiscloudyeyes

        "... Is this really necessary?"

        He rarely questions his superior, Hibari, for that was just the way things were. There were orders, and he accepted them—that was how their line of work went. But G couldn't help the gut feeling there was something... wrong with this.

        Never before did he have to dress up as a female for a job.

[il-primo-tempesta]

why am i getting followers when i'm practicaly dead?! thank you guys—i'm sorry for my inactivity! but i'd be happy to roleplay with you; just like this post for a starter (and anyone else, if you'd like). do specify a verse though (can all be found here) thanks gais ;u;