Mondo Oowada

Independant Mondo Oowada RP blog. No despair. Kik: mondonger

[manspromise]

"Y'all are fucking nerds."

[manspromise]

I can't believe I'm actually on time for Munday for once.

[itsanimeish-blog]

[fujisockie]

Chihiro sat at Mondo’s doorstep, attentively watching down the street as she clutched her schoolbag to her chest. She’d been worried sick when Mondo stopped answering her texts, and it was odd to think that a phone call starting with an automated message from a correctional facility brought her such relief. 

She hadn’t gotten much other than what day and around what time he’d be let out, so she showed up early to wait for him. Of course she wouldn’t dream of knocking, for fear that his father was home, but figured he’d head here first. More than anything, she wanted to see him and make sure he was okay. 

[manspromise]

It was... almost embarrassing as he walked down the street. People who usually recognized him didn't take a second glance because he'd been wearing his pompadour for the past few years to the point they just associated brushing past corn to Mondo.

Suddenly, there was no corn.

It made him rather eager to head back, even if he had to face his dad's wrath. With any luck, the man would be out drinkin-

He blinked. Why was there a teacup chihuahua waiting outside his door?

Moving up to his door and rubbing back a strand of hair that'd fallen out of his pony tail, Mondo peeked down at Chihiro waiting for him by the entrance of his home.

"Yo," he commented a bit gruffly. Poor sleep from detainment beds. "Did I miss an appointment or something?"

At some part he just stopped seeing it as unusual to be held up for a few nights.

[manspromise]

"I CAN'T SEE MY FOREHEAD!!"

[artifexrebellis]

(( promo banner made by the lovely patrixtism!))

"I made a promise. An not just any promise. A mans promise. An I swear I’m gonna keep it. I swear on m’life!"

[🚲] indie Mondo Oowada RP blog affiliated with sutorippa’s stripper au

[🚲] multi ship and willing to RP with anyone

[🚲] constantly on mobile so unless specified icons won’t be used

[🚲] will try to match partners length

[🚲] been role playing for two years. At least a year on tumblr.

[🚲] willing to do crack RP, 100% serious, and anywhere inbetween

[🚲] does greeting starters for every follower I am alerted for. If you follow me and I don’t do a starter please let me know.

[🚲] will do one liners, multi paragraph, and anything inbetween.

[manspromise]

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[oftd]

明日の学園トライアル３で | み

[yazawathebanchou-blog]

Mondo Relationship Chart thing!

So I was bored and had these reload scans thanks to chihirofujicutie laying around, and found out no one had done Mondo’s relationship chart! So with the help of momopuffsalot for translation, here’s what everyone has to say about the loveable delinquent biker!: Makoto: Incredible hair… Kiyotaka: Brothers! Byakuya: All his brain can comprehend is shouting Leon: Seriously think that style’s gonna make him popular? Hifumi: Delinquent characters are deliciously retro! Yasuhiro: I don’t really see him as my junior with all that power he’s packing. Monokuma: Has a deep attachment to his student notebook.* Sayaka: What a magnificent husk of corn! Kyouko: …Needs to work on his volume control. Aoi: Heads up, he hogs the bath for too long. Touko: AAAAAH! HELP!! Sakura: The only thing that comes to mind is that his body isn’t too bad. Celes: Despite his lack of intelligence, he at least lives honestly. Junko: You trying to pick a fight with me!? Chihiro: He’s pretty cool, I think… *Monokuma is referring to the Kenka Banchou series that Spike Chunsoft also works on. In the third game(which was localized, you should check that out!), after you beat up delinquents, they drop their student notebooks and you have to read them often to find out where the Banchou would be and at what time.

[manspromise]

D a m n . . . 

He'd gotten himself into a whole world of trouble, now.

With rivaling gangs, Mondo had no problem. When they started to band together, groups of three or four, that's when shit truly hit the fan. He'd sullied his hands with blood again. The police had been involved. He'd been arrested.

The youngest of the Oowada brothers rubbed the back of his head, feeling for left over bruises from nightsticks. Finally putting back on his shirt, the teenager threw on his coat, put his long hair in a ponytail - as, surely, the assholes didn't have the right type of spray or pomade - he checked himself in the mirror before heading back on his way.

His dad was gonna kill him.

[etherealian]

     ”If I started a L-Literature Club, would anyone j-join…?”

[manspromise]

   "Is using it as a napping ground to raise the member count allowed?"

[manspromise]

[manspromise]

Diamonds can't be broken

[manspromise]

Guess which asshole moved blogs? Keeping this blog around for an ‘archive’ but yeah I’mma be there.

[halfdry]

[catsareassholes]

this is the laziest fucking gang I’ve ever seen

[swedishjazz]

this description made me think of a bunch of Greasers jut laying all over the sidewalk like ragdolls and they only raise their hands to snap their fingers when someone passes by

[manspromise]

Diamonds can't be broken

[manspromise]

Guess which asshole moved blogs? Keeping this blog around for an ‘archive’ but yeah I’mma be there.

[manspromise]

Diamonds can't be broken

[manspromise]

Guess which asshole moved blogs? Keeping this blog around for an ‘archive’ but yeah I’mma be there.

[manspromise]

Diamonds can't be broken

Guess which asshole moved blogs? Keeping this blog around for an 'archive' but yeah I'mma be there.