On Hiatus

A cup of chaos, half a cup of blood, and a bag of High Quality Memes™. Stir and you get this simple (chaotic) blog~

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Luca: I hate you with every inch of my being.

Vanitas: That’s not a lot of inches.

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Vanitas: Where’s the stabby stabby stick?

*takes a moment to think*

Vanitas: I mean pencil.

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*After a fight*

Noé: Can you get up?

Vanitas: Its not the question of can I, the real question is will I?

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Sorry for disappearing! ;w;

School’s been busy as hell so I’m sorry!

Though, as a reminder, feel free to send in your own submissions and I’ll be cuing them as soon as I can!

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Noé: I wasn’t crying last night

Dominique: You were crying about snakes

Noé, tearing up: They don’t hAVE LEGS OKAY

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Vanitas, after witnessing a bee land on Noé: Oh no

Noé: What’s wrong?

Vanitas, rolling up newspaper: It's fine I got this

Vanitas: Just don’t move

Vanitas, bringing the newspaper to his lips like a microphone: tHERE’S A BEE ON YOUR SHOULDER

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When Vanitas is in command, every mission is a suicide mission.

Dante, 99% of the time he’s with Vanitas

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Noé: Wouldn’t it be weird up if vegetables were actually sentient and could feel things when we ate them?

Dominique: Noé, repeat after me.

Dominique:

Noé: You aren’t saying anything.

Dominique: Exactly.

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Noé: Look guys, I need your help.

Dominique: Love help?

Luca: Food help?

Jeanne: Legal help?

Roland: Emotional help?

Vanitas: Help moving a body?

Everyone:

Vanitas: …What?

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Noé: You’re alive

Vanitas: Philosophically arguable, but physically, yes I am.

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Noé: WHY DID YOU FILL THE MED KIT WITH CHEERIOS?????!!!

Vanitas, bleeding out: *cough* I thought it would be funny at the time.

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Lord Ruthven: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of things you lost through your life.

Jeanne: It would be nice to get my sense of purpose back.

Dominique: My childhood happiness! Thank you for finding this.

Vanitas: My will to live! I haven’t see it for 18 years!

Noé: I knew I lost that potential somewhere.

Lord Ruthven: Children, could you lighten up a bit?

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Noé: What if humans lost all their skin in winter and walked around as skeletons and the trees get pissed when they have to rake all our skin off their lawns?

Vanitas:

Vanitas: How high are you?

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If you need me, I’ll be down here. On the floor. Sleeping.

Noé Archiviste, probably

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Just a reminder that you can always submit your own works here! :3

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Roland: Hey how would you like your coffee?

Astolfo: As dark and bitter as my soul.

Roland: One glass of milk coming right up!

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Noé: I like this thing in which people do things for other people so they won’t have a hard time and they constantly ask how you feel and how you are

Louis: It’s called Caring.