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Hi gaiz,~!!!! For a while now i've been disconnected from my muse. I havent been able to really click with it anymore... :C And one day it just dropped. Like a hot potato. :c I tried watching eps and reading manga... but it didnt do anything .... ;_; I'm sorry, i wanted to RP with alot of you as Shiro, but i just don't have that connection anymore.... I'm gonna keep this account up, but its going to be inactive. The contents serve only for memories.
♕: symbolofdespair stared following you.
” Sheesh…. Can’t I just say hello ? “ He looked away grumbling under his breath, ” Ya ain’t gotta be such a stick in the mud. “
“Well, what do you need than? Other than dropping by to say hello. This really is a waste of my time,” the espada stated, a hint of irritation in his voice as he spoke.
” I came to get some pancake mix. I’m all out. “
“Do you honestly think I have pancake mix?”
" Possibly ~. " He replied shrugging.
♕: symbolofdespair stared following you.
” Sheesh…. Can’t I just say hello ? “ He looked away grumbling under his breath, ” Ya ain’t gotta be such a stick in the mud. “
“Well, what do you need than? Other than dropping by to say hello. This really is a waste of my time,” the espada stated, a hint of irritation in his voice as he spoke.
" I came to get some pancake mix. I'm all out. "
♕: fight-to-protect stared following you.
Tch…… Like I need to be micro-managed. Whatcha need, King?
“…Who the hell would even want to micro-manage you?”
" You, obviously. If yer followin' me ~ " " Wassup ? "
♕: symbolofdespair stared following you.
‘Wassup, Schiffer ~?
‘What do you want, trash?”
" Sheesh.... Can't I just say hello ? " He looked away grumbling under his breath, " Ya ain't gotta be such a stick in the mud. "
♕: symbolofdespair stared following you.
'Wassup, Schiffer ~?
♕: fight-to-protect stared following you.
Tch...... Like I need to be micro-managed. Whatcha need, King?
Disasters In The Kitchen Can Make A Princess A Hollow
A comforted grin stretched across Shiro’s face when he heard that he too could have some pancakes with Inoue; He watched as she retrieved the bowl and box, a stiffled laugh escaped him at the mention of her exploding combined with her hand motions. He was definitely starting to warm up to the girl, she was much nicer than Ichigo so he seemed more wanted or involved at her house.
”Remember that white stuff?”
“Ya, th’ milk ?” He replied with a nod, looking back to the fridge simultaneously with her directions. Opening the fridge he retrieved the milk carton and the eggs, trying not to drop anything. After completely getting a solid grip on the supplies he lightly kicked the door closed with the back of his foot, placing the supplies on the counter-top next to the bowl.
He glanced over to Inoue silently, his expression reading “what do i do next”. Before he could ask himself, she had suggested that he cook the pancakes. His eyes widened in surprise that she would trust him to mess around with her food. Ichigo wouldn’t dare let something like that go on while he was around. He gave her a warm smile and nodded, “Yea!! Let’s make some pan-pies Inuoe-chan.” He replied, rolling up his sleeves so they wouldn’t get wet or dirty. Walking over to the sink he washed his hands, that was one thing that he had learned and wouldn’t abandon from the Kurosaki house— Always wash your hands before touching food. After washing and drying his hands he returned to the countertop with a child-like expression ready to make a mess cook.
“Pan-pies…” Whispering to herself she wasn’t even sure if an ‘aw’ or a giggle was appropriate for that moment. Everyone knew him to be such a monster, but Orihime had accepted him ever since Ichigo saved her from Hueco Mundo, and he’d done the same—later on. Shaking her head from side to side, as memories flashed before her that night, she stumbled forward and headed towards the sink to follow in his example.
Once her hands were all dried, she walked back over to him as he’d settled to stand in front of the bowl she’d laid out for him. “Alright so right now I only have it at enough pancakes for me, since I normally eat about 1-2 max, so go ahead and add more pancake mix for however many you think you may eat!”
Taking a few steps back with a small move of her head she encouraged him to do so without her watching, again another small gesture so he knew she trusted him with what he was doing.
“Alright! Now it’s time for the eggs!” Holding a hand over the bowl, she let him turn to see them for himself before asking the next question. “Find the eggs and add them to the mix!” Better words could’ve probably been chosen, but it was fun to see what he did next, not to mention it would be very surprising.
The hollow followed his instructions to add more mix to the bowl, though if it was the right amount of mix or not was the issue. As the powder poured into the bowl, a bit of it puffed back and onto his face and shirt. He shook his head thus shaking some of the powder off. A small, proud smirk found its way on his face, he successfully poured the powder into the bowl. Good job. Dusting off his shirt a little, he then proceeded to look for the eggs. Making his way to the fridge, his black and yellow eyes gazed around the shelves and pockets of the fridge, finally spotting the eggs in a blue styrofoam container. Taking the eggs out, he placed the container next to the bowl soon opening it up to expose the pearly white eggs. He picked one up with a firm grip, too firm actually-- the egg broke in his hand. Shiro's skin jumped slightly from the shock of the egg cracking, it startled him a little. Making his way to the sink, he rinsed the egg yolk off his hands and put the shells in the disposal. He then returned to the bowl and eggs, this time gripping the eggs gently-- perhaps too gentle. The egg fell from his hand and to the counter top. His lip twitched in anger, he was not going to be defeated by some fucking eggs. Two eggs down and 22 left in the case. He cleaned the area on the counter top, and tried again. This time picking the egg up with just the right force. A wide grin stretched across his face as he gently placed the egg in the mix. He then picked up another and tossed it inside the bowl, it cracked a little. There, two eggs for the two of them. He then looked over to Orihime with an accomplished expression. He added their eggs to the mix without messing up, or so he thought. " Iight, got it done ! " He said, folding his arms across his chest in a proud stance.
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Halloween BRPF Group 1~
“Oh my gosh, I love my costume but…MEEP!”
Having taken classes from Uryu anyone would think that Orihime wouldn’t have had such a hard time making her costume. Which in truth, she hadn’t. Her feet tho…had seemed to be a little more difficult. Stumbling around in the early beginnings of dusk, today was the day that she’d been invited to a Halloween Party, in which all her friends would arrive, but finding this house in the outskirts was taking too much of her time, and showing up late was not the best idea.
“Good thing I didn’t dress up as a Princess this year, or I’d probably turn back into a pumpkin for being late to this party!”
After a few more minutes of walking grey hue’s finally caught site of a path, and letting her eye’s follow it further at the end stood a very eerie looking house and what that didn’t look too inviting. “Oh that’s it I guess…..ehehe it’s kinda scary looking…” Walking up to it, the closer she got the worse it got. It was as if something was over shadowing the house.
Walking in with every footstep the house continued to squeak, until she entered the main hall and there she found herself with a division to go in 6 directions. By each corridor stood a slim man with dark hair and if she didn’t know any better she’d swear they were all clones. “There was a number on the invite…1!” Right when she yelled out that number, one figure stood forward with his arm up inviting her into what would be his room.
Finally waddling over into the room, before walking completely in, with one leap she jumped in and yelled “Surprise!” But to her own surprise, she’d been the first one to arrive. “Well I guess I’ll just wait for everyone to show up…I can’t wait to show off my costume!”
Looking around the room, in a far off corner sat a mirror, and with a quick step she walked over to inspect her design. “OoOOo, You can’t catch me I’m the Ginger bread girl!” Exactly like an actual cookie her outfit was dark brown, and had gum drop buttons all along the center, tho at the top sat the small ceramic mask that had came with her invitation. Using her covered up hands, she adjusted the pin a bit before turning to look at the room. “I wonder if this will be useful later…”
The room was fully decorated with hanging bat and ghost decorations, with tables and some chairs on the opposite end with beverages and food. Noticing the man watching her, she wondered how many people he normally saw at this time of year. Shrugging both her shoulders she raised her arm’s up and walked over to the table to retrieve a snack with her normal happy self. “This is Halloween, this is Halloween.”
It was like a scene that played out straight from the novel entitled " Cinderella ". Shirosaki had received an invitation to go to a Halloween party, dressed to scare and ready to have fun. It sounded great to him, just what he needed to get out of the house, plus it was Halloween, everyone would be gone. Hours passed of him bickering with Ichigo, arguing over whether or not he could go, when finally after a few punches some good negotiation, his human counterpart decided to let him go, being that his " scary " appearance would be nothing rare on Halloween. Though Shiro wanted to be a zombie, some jerk-wad disagreed and had already picked a costume for him to wear-- He was going to be a robot. Forced to wear the boxy, lit up, metallic costume, his ceramic pin was used as a robotic antennae, Shiro finally made his way to where the invitation directed him. Seeing the specified house, he made his way to the door, it had the number 1 plastered on the cracked wood. Knocking on the door with his bag in hand, the hollow called out to the residence of the manor. " Trick or Treat, Lick my meat, Give me some candy to eat ! " Nobody opened the door when he knocked and yelled to anyone inside, he began to wonder if anyone was even there yet. The figure soon opened the door for him, when the door opened wide enough for the boxed boy to enter he walked in. Examining the hallways from behind the shaded eyes of the robot, the hollow's face was lit up with joy. This world of Halloween was creepy to many, but was like home to him. Trying to hide his excitement he strolled down the hall peeking in some rooms, quietly squealing to himself seeing the great props. In one of the rooms he saw Orihime checking out her outfit. A chuckle escaped him as he shook his head, she made her over to once of the tables at the other side of the room, she must not have seen him yet. Walking in the room and to the table, he joined in singing the famous song, " This is Halloween. Halloween. Halloween~! " Standing next to Orihime, the robot raised and waved a hand with a familiar voice to her, " Oiyo ~ Wassup, Inoue-chan ? " He asked smiling behind the robot mask.
Muse what do you and muns other muse do to pass the time when she's not writing you guys?
We get drunk as fuck !!!!! D-don't tell Ichigo...
What would the mun and muse do if they found themselves chained/handcuffed together for 48 hours?
Muse: Hell, knowin' the Mun, she'd prolly make a jump rope out of the chains or some shit like that.Mun: It'd be fun !!!!!Muse: It's retarded !!!!! Mun: Then what do you suggest we do? Muse: Let's make origami.
:D i lov ur blog do u ship hichichi???
♕OOC: :D Ahhhhh, thank you babbu ~!!!!!It makes me happy to know that somebody likes the blog~ :) && I do :3 but recently I've been an avid HichiRuki shipper. xD But I like HichIchi fluff. :3OH ! And thanks for the follow, babbu ~!!!!
BRPF[ily]: I Want To Play A Game
Shiro slung himself into the room swiftly and closed the window behind him. He glanced over to Rukia when she questioned his equipment. Giving her a light smirk, he kneeled down and reached under Ichigo’s bed, feeling around for the surprise. After a few moments of looking under the dark bed, his hand finally bumped into the hard piece of plastic that he was looking for. Pulling it from under the bed, he showed it to Rukia — a Playstation controller. Going back under the bed he retrieved the system, another controller and also a few multi-player games. ” We’re all set now ~” He replied with a wide grin. ” Let’s play a game~ Kuchiki~. ”
As he moved closer to her, she moved back away from him just a bit. He was Ichigo’s hollow after all… Nothing was said as he continued feeling around for whatever it was he was looking for, the smirk never leaving his lips. She knew he had finally found it when his eyes had lightened slightly, making a knot form in the petite shinigami’s stomach.
When the controller was handed to her, she blinked in confusion. It was something she had never seen before. Taking it from his hand, she tilted her head as she began examining it. It had four colored buttons in simple shapes with… What was that? It was some kind of stick you can move in circles..? It didn’t make any sense to her at all but to him, it seemed to be a piece of cake.
Rukia leaned over the bed just enough to see what else he was pulling out from down there, surprised at what she saw. “What is all of this?” How do you even play a game with this stuff?
He pushed all of the equipment closer to Ichigo's TV, once at the perfect distance he plugged everything up and turned on the game. Crossing his legs on the floor he looked back at Rukia with somewhat of a shocked expression; She had to be kidding! Had she never played a game like this before ? " Oi, I thoughtcha said ya came to visit Ichigo alot, dontcha ever play games when ya come over? " He asked with a raised eyebrow, pretty much everyone knew how to operate these things, babies were born with the natural instinct to know how to play games. How could she not? Accepting the fact that she was honestly illiterate to video games, he gave her a small smile and gave her a gesture with his head to come sit on the floor with him. " If ya don't know how to play, I'll teach ya, kay? " As the game loaded on the TV screen, a pixelated title appeared reading " Pole Position ". It was a racing car game, a very simple one at that. Awaiting for Rukia to sit down, he set up the controllers and made everything ready. " I'll even let ya be Player 1. " He said, his grin still plastered on his face.
