ゆったりした 。

"Hi! My name is Kiyoshi Tsukuda, and I happen to be a ghoul. I'm from the 21st ward. I'd love to meet and talk with you all!" (non-selective, semi/lit, pfp by kushihonda) ---------------------------- (wondering why i followed you? look at my list of side-blogs!)

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

"You kind of-of-of-OFFFFFFFF left her-er-er hanging this morning, you know?" Said by a female, with a peppy and cheerful voice, but also sounding confident... Hmmm... You S P O O K E D?

“No, I really.. really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He felt like he was missing some vital information here..And he was spooked. Thoroughly spooked. 

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

+ "You really left her-er-ERRRRR-er H A N G I N G, didn't you?"

“I.. don’t know what you’re talking about…”He didn’t want to know, either. 

[roleplaymmemes]

Anonymously send me '+' and a question and my muse has to answer honestly no matter how uncomfortable it makes them

[sarady]

Tokyo Ghoul:re Coming April 2018

[mcltenfuntime]

"Y-You, ah... got a little something.." Kiyoshi lifted a hand to his face as if to demonstrate, "Um... w-well... everywhere." He dropped his hand, staring awkwardly.

“YOU MEAN-AN-AN-AN… THIS?!” With a bunch of wires forming a hand, he carefully placed each finger between his face plates, opening them up to reveal a bunch of wires, metal rods, endoskeleton teeth and a single glowing orange eye in full view there. Putting his makeshift hand away, the face plates loudly snapped back together, as there weren’t any object lodged between hem to hold them open apart. “CAN-CAN-CAN YOU SEE IT?! OR D’YA LIKE TO TAKE A CLOSAH LOOK?!”

He leaned his head forward closer, a little bit too close for comfort if you ask me, to the person observing him.

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi leaned back a bit, attempting to put some distance between him and the horribly damaged animatronic. He would have hardly recognized the bear if it wasn’t for the unmistakable voice of Funtime Freddy--or what was left of him, anyway. 

“You know what? I-It’s fine. Forget what I said,” He responded quickly, nearly stumbling over his words.

“You just, ah.. look a bit different than when I last saw you..”

[memeroundups]

Questions/Comments to be sent anonymously!

(though off anon is fine too!)

“Is there someone you hold dear?”

“Don’t you feel any guilt?”

“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”

“There must be something you fear.”

“Do you have a home?”

“Is there someone you like?”

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Aren’t you happy?”

“Who do you despise?” 

“How do you sleep at night?”

“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”

“What do you think of kindness?”

“What do you think of hatred?”

“Why do you fight?”

“Why do you live?”

“How much blood have you spilled?”

“How much death have you seen?”

“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”

“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”

“Can’t you tell they love you?”

“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”

“Can’t you see that they hate you?”

“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”

“You’re not tainted.”

“You’re not alone.”

“You’re awful.”

“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”

“You’re an emotionless robot.”

“You’re just a lap dog.”

“It’s not over.”

“He/she needs you.”

“Stop lying.”

“Stop fighting.”

“Stop pushing others away.”

“You’re cruel.”

“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”

“You depend on him/her too often.”

“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”

“You’re too impulsive, it’s reckless.”

“You’re too careless, it’s a liability.”

“He/she is bringing you down.”

“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”

“You need to listen.”

“You need to speak up more often.”

“You’re weak.”

“You’re strong. Stronger than you’ll ever know.”

“You’re too proud.”

“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”

“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”

“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”

“You can’t cheat death.”

“You can’t hide forever.”

“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”

“That person is only holding you back.”

“They’re too good for you.”

“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”

“It will get better.”

“You look lonely.”

“You look bitter.”

“You look tired.”

“You’re hiding a painful burden.”

“You’re perfect.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“You will always be worthless.”

“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”

“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”

“You’ll rise above them all.” 

“You’ll find your place in this world.”

“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

"Hello again..." Dramatic pause. "Old sport." "Remember me?"

Kiyoshi appeared to be incredibly uncomfortable.“I-I, uh….

.. Hey.”

[scraptrapped]

“Hah-hAh-Haaaaaa…” The gravelly, deep laughing trailed off, as the bunny had a sudden coughing fit. “Old sport. Why it’s me. Aubergine Man. Does it ring any bells, my old chum?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

"I think.. so.. Um." He took a careful step back.

"You seem to have gotten.. worse." He spoke a bit slowly, looking at him from top to bottom.

"Sorry. A-Are you okay?" Clearly the answer was 'no', but it was all Kiyoshi could bring himself to ask at the moment.

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

"Hello again..." Dramatic pause. "Old sport." "Remember me?"

Kiyoshi appeared to be incredibly uncomfortable."I-I, uh...... Hey."

[tumb1r-core]

"... Where am I?"

“Better question, how the fuck did you get here?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“I–I don’t know. I might have taken a wrong turn,” Kiyoshi thought aloud.

[tumb1r-core]

“A wrong turn? Are you high?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi thought long and hard about this.

“I really don’t know,” he eventually spoke, sounding–and looking–utterly lost and confused.

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m leaning towards yes because you look more confused than scared.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“N-No, I’m not high–unless I am and I just didn’t know about it. I’ve never done any sort of drugs, I just.. I just don’t know how I got here. I swear.” He spoke, blinking twice before slowly reaching up to poke the metal core, suddenly asking, “Are you a real robot? You don’t sound like one. Not like the stereotypical ones, anyway.”

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m a different class of automaton but I am one nonetheless. Not all of us sound like a speak n spell.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Well, you could’ve been like… a robot controlled by a person somewhere else around here.” He stated.

“Anyway, um, where am I again?”

[tumb1r-core]

“A secret under ground facility in another dimension”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Wh–” Kiyoshi stopped himself mid-word.

“Man, no wonder you thought I was high… I have no idea how I could ever get into a place like this.”

[tumb1r-core]

“Yeah, according to the interdimensional radiation residue on you, don’t worry it’s harmless, you’re from a dimension I’ve never been to and I haven’t studied any works about it where your world is mere fiction. Some anime trash called “Tokyo Ghoul”.

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Fiction?” Kiyoshi appeared shocked. “That explains the ‘another dimension’ thing, then..

… Can you help me get out of here? Preferably back where I came from?”

[tumb1r-core]

“Well yeah, sure. But I don’t have exact coordinates of where you live so it’d be random where you end up. Trust me you don’t need that”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi sighed, rubbing his head gently with his hand. “Great… so I guess I’m just stuck here now?”

[tumb1r-core]

“No, I just need details as to where you live!”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi jumped a little, slightly startled.

“.. Okay, geez, uh… Tokyo, Japan, 21st Ward.”

[tumb1r-core]

“And what’s the dimension number?” He asked

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“I don’t even know what that is,” he answered, “How am I supposed to know what it is?!”

[tumb1r-core]

“Fair enough” he acknowledged. “I would have to scan you for dimensional residue, the results would take a while though.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

"That's... fine," Kiyoshi relaxed a bit, putting his hands in his jacket pockets.

"... How long is 'a while', though?"

[tumb1r-core]

"... Where am I?"

“Better question, how the fuck did you get here?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“I–I don’t know. I might have taken a wrong turn,” Kiyoshi thought aloud.

[tumb1r-core]

“A wrong turn? Are you high?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi thought long and hard about this.

“I really don’t know,” he eventually spoke, sounding–and looking–utterly lost and confused.

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m leaning towards yes because you look more confused than scared.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“N-No, I’m not high–unless I am and I just didn’t know about it. I’ve never done any sort of drugs, I just.. I just don’t know how I got here. I swear.” He spoke, blinking twice before slowly reaching up to poke the metal core, suddenly asking, “Are you a real robot? You don’t sound like one. Not like the stereotypical ones, anyway.”

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m a different class of automaton but I am one nonetheless. Not all of us sound like a speak n spell.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Well, you could’ve been like… a robot controlled by a person somewhere else around here.” He stated.

“Anyway, um, where am I again?”

[tumb1r-core]

“A secret under ground facility in another dimension”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Wh–” Kiyoshi stopped himself mid-word.

“Man, no wonder you thought I was high… I have no idea how I could ever get into a place like this.”

[tumb1r-core]

“Yeah, according to the interdimensional radiation residue on you, don’t worry it’s harmless, you’re from a dimension I’ve never been to and I haven’t studied any works about it where your world is mere fiction. Some anime trash called “Tokyo Ghoul”.

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Fiction?” Kiyoshi appeared shocked. “That explains the ‘another dimension’ thing, then..

… Can you help me get out of here? Preferably back where I came from?”

[tumb1r-core]

“Well yeah, sure. But I don’t have exact coordinates of where you live so it’d be random where you end up. Trust me you don’t need that”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi sighed, rubbing his head gently with his hand. “Great… so I guess I’m just stuck here now?”

[tumb1r-core]

“No, I just need details as to where you live!”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi jumped a little, slightly startled.

“.. Okay, geez, uh… Tokyo, Japan, 21st Ward.”

[tumb1r-core]

“And what’s the dimension number?” He asked

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

"I don't even know what that is," he answered, "How am I supposed to know what it is?!"

[tumb1r-core]

"... Where am I?"

“Better question, how the fuck did you get here?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“I–I don’t know. I might have taken a wrong turn,” Kiyoshi thought aloud.

[tumb1r-core]

“A wrong turn? Are you high?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi thought long and hard about this.

“I really don’t know,” he eventually spoke, sounding–and looking–utterly lost and confused.

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m leaning towards yes because you look more confused than scared.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“N-No, I’m not high–unless I am and I just didn’t know about it. I’ve never done any sort of drugs, I just.. I just don’t know how I got here. I swear.” He spoke, blinking twice before slowly reaching up to poke the metal core, suddenly asking, “Are you a real robot? You don’t sound like one. Not like the stereotypical ones, anyway.”

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m a different class of automaton but I am one nonetheless. Not all of us sound like a speak n spell.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Well, you could’ve been like… a robot controlled by a person somewhere else around here.” He stated.

“Anyway, um, where am I again?”

[tumb1r-core]

“A secret under ground facility in another dimension”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Wh–” Kiyoshi stopped himself mid-word.

“Man, no wonder you thought I was high… I have no idea how I could ever get into a place like this.”

[tumb1r-core]

“Yeah, according to the interdimensional radiation residue on you, don’t worry it’s harmless, you’re from a dimension I’ve never been to and I haven’t studied any works about it where your world is mere fiction. Some anime trash called “Tokyo Ghoul”.

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Fiction?” Kiyoshi appeared shocked. “That explains the ‘another dimension’ thing, then..

… Can you help me get out of here? Preferably back where I came from?”

[tumb1r-core]

“Well yeah, sure. But I don’t have exact coordinates of where you live so it’d be random where you end up. Trust me you don’t need that”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi sighed, rubbing his head gently with his hand. “Great… so I guess I’m just stuck here now?”

[tumb1r-core]

“No, I just need details as to where you live!”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi jumped a little, slightly startled.

“.. Okay, geez, uh... Tokyo, Japan, 21st Ward.”

[littlemusingthings]

there’s a MILLION things i haven’t done,         but just you wait           just you wait . . .

[littlemusingthings]

talk less.

          smile more.

[tumb1r-core]

"... Where am I?"

“Better question, how the fuck did you get here?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“I–I don’t know. I might have taken a wrong turn,” Kiyoshi thought aloud.

[tumb1r-core]

“A wrong turn? Are you high?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi thought long and hard about this.

“I really don’t know,” he eventually spoke, sounding–and looking–utterly lost and confused.

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m leaning towards yes because you look more confused than scared.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“N-No, I’m not high–unless I am and I just didn’t know about it. I’ve never done any sort of drugs, I just.. I just don’t know how I got here. I swear.” He spoke, blinking twice before slowly reaching up to poke the metal core, suddenly asking, “Are you a real robot? You don’t sound like one. Not like the stereotypical ones, anyway.”

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m a different class of automaton but I am one nonetheless. Not all of us sound like a speak n spell.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Well, you could’ve been like… a robot controlled by a person somewhere else around here.” He stated.

“Anyway, um, where am I again?”

[tumb1r-core]

“A secret under ground facility in another dimension”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Wh–” Kiyoshi stopped himself mid-word.

“Man, no wonder you thought I was high… I have no idea how I could ever get into a place like this.”

[tumb1r-core]

“Yeah, according to the interdimensional radiation residue on you, don’t worry it’s harmless, you’re from a dimension I’ve never been to and I haven’t studied any works about it where your world is mere fiction. Some anime trash called “Tokyo Ghoul”.

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Fiction?” Kiyoshi appeared shocked. “That explains the ‘another dimension’ thing, then..

… Can you help me get out of here? Preferably back where I came from?”

[tumb1r-core]

“Well yeah, sure. But I don’t have exact coordinates of where you live so it’d be random where you end up. Trust me you don’t need that”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi sighed, rubbing his head gently with his hand. “Great... so I guess I’m just stuck here now?”

[ree-duh]

#munbeforemuse Reblog if you think the most important thing about RP is the mun being happy

[illusivexemissary]

kn1978:

I have seen so much hate thrown at muns for not liking ships or not updating as much and I hate how we have collectively put so much pressure on these amazing people

[tumb1r-core]

"... Where am I?"

“Better question, how the fuck did you get here?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“I–I don’t know. I might have taken a wrong turn,” Kiyoshi thought aloud.

[tumb1r-core]

“A wrong turn? Are you high?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi thought long and hard about this.

“I really don’t know,” he eventually spoke, sounding–and looking–utterly lost and confused.

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m leaning towards yes because you look more confused than scared.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“N-No, I’m not high–unless I am and I just didn’t know about it. I’ve never done any sort of drugs, I just.. I just don’t know how I got here. I swear.” He spoke, blinking twice before slowly reaching up to poke the metal core, suddenly asking, “Are you a real robot? You don’t sound like one. Not like the stereotypical ones, anyway.”

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m a different class of automaton but I am one nonetheless. Not all of us sound like a speak n spell.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Well, you could’ve been like… a robot controlled by a person somewhere else around here.” He stated.

“Anyway, um, where am I again?”

[tumb1r-core]

“A secret under ground facility in another dimension”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Wh–” Kiyoshi stopped himself mid-word.

“Man, no wonder you thought I was high… I have no idea how I could ever get into a place like this.”

[tumb1r-core]

“Yeah, according to the interdimensional radiation residue on you, don’t worry it’s harmless, you’re from a dimension I’ve never been to and I haven’t studied any works about it where your world is mere fiction. Some anime trash called "Tokyo Ghoul”.

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Fiction?” Kiyoshi appeared shocked. “That explains the ‘another dimension’ thing, then..

... Can you help me get out of here? Preferably back where I came from?”

[tumb1r-core]

"... Where am I?"

“Better question, how the fuck did you get here?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“I–I don’t know. I might have taken a wrong turn,” Kiyoshi thought aloud.

[tumb1r-core]

“A wrong turn? Are you high?”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

Kiyoshi thought long and hard about this.

“I really don’t know,” he eventually spoke, sounding–and looking–utterly lost and confused.

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m leaning towards yes because you look more confused than scared.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“N-No, I’m not high–unless I am and I just didn’t know about it. I’ve never done any sort of drugs, I just.. I just don’t know how I got here. I swear.” He spoke, blinking twice before slowly reaching up to poke the metal core, suddenly asking, “Are you a real robot? You don’t sound like one. Not like the stereotypical ones, anyway.”

[tumb1r-core]

“I’m a different class of automaton but I am one nonetheless. Not all of us sound like a speak n spell.”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

“Well, you could’ve been like… a robot controlled by a person somewhere else around here.” He stated.

“Anyway, um, where am I again?”

[tumb1r-core]

“A secret under ground facility in another dimension”

[kiyoshi-tsukuda]

"Wh--" Kiyoshi stopped himself mid-word.

"Man, no wonder you thought I was high... I have no idea how I could ever get into a place like this."