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@nopainnocrane
Wait, Taroutachi, did you just say your master is even taller than YOU?? 😳 HOW??
"It's nice having someone tall taking charge, and knowing he knows the limitations and benefits of it. The doorways are one example. I'm looking forward to fitting through them again." - Taroutachi [ In reference to this ]
Hyuuga Masamune in something comfy
Matsui, your collarbone beauty mark is... lowkey erotic! What are you drawing attention to your collarbones for? Slut.
"It's a bit rude to say such, Anon... I've never been called a slut before. Are you sure all your blood is in the right place?" - Matsui Gou (now unsure of his own image)
Midare, you should try getting some of your fellow tantous to wear skirts like you~
"They cooperated way easier than I thought! It's always fun to dress others up according to my own tastes and their own aesthetics... It's like playing dolls in full size." - Midare Toushirou
Matsui! If you grow your hair long, you'd look as elegantly pretty as Himetsuru~
"It really is very elegant, you're right! I'm sure the others would find it pretty too. But it's really hard to care for, I'm now learning. I've truly been taking everyone else for granted with their long hair. Only shampooing it was already a task, not to talk about conditioner and oil. I'm lucky that Kasen helped me with it. Apparently he often does it for Hachisuka and Izuminokami..." -Matsui Gou
Matsui, do you ever want to participate in whatever the miyabi does? I think you'd fit in nicely with them~
"I might be a glorified tea-caddy at times but it gives me some purpose. Kasen-san is good to me, and I like serving him whenever he needs help." -Matsui Gou
Himetsuru and Matsui, don't you both think your casual attires would look a lot better if you both drop your pants~?
"It's.... certainly breezy, if nothing else. It feels a bit indencent, but I have nothing against such..." - Himetsuru Ichimonji
"I liked my leggings... they kept me warm. This isn't practical at all." -Matsui Gou
kobizenmaru:
THIS MAN’S IMAGINATION was the most surprising thing of all. Theatrics & all, Uguisumaru was taken aback by the thought. This moment truly marked the realization that him and Tsurumaru were on completely opposing wavelengths. Even so, he eyed the other, was the playful crane attempting to place a CHALLENGE? Oh, but dare the warbler bite? To become more lively was more than he had ever signed up for. “Hmm, I never knew Tsurumaru-san wanted to see me change things up so badly~ Such an imagination is quite steep….but not too impossible to turn into reality.” he replies with sly grin of his own.
Don’t worry, Uguisumaru. Tsurumaru always has many expectations, and almost all of these expectations should never, ever, make it into reality. Especially if you value your health, your mental health, your property, other people’s health, other people’s mental health, and other people’s property. Thankfully the crane has not gone as far as to consider messing with the timeline for shits and giggles, though he believes that it would be of little temporal consequence if you alter the first Japanese samurai armours to incorporate the glasses-moustache gag combo, other then the expected <s>hilarity</s> gloriousness.
“What can I say~? I enjoy surprises~ And I enjoy see other people being surprised~ Like, what kind of face do you think Ookanehira would make if you suddenly started juggling dango pieces~?”
dou-tanuki:
Well, there’s one thing he’d like, and it’s not among the random assortment of things coming out of Tsuru’s ‘pockets’. “If you want to help, go get my weights.” Does Doudanuki really need to work out while he’s recovering? His answer is yes.
Tsurumaru nods and leaves the room to get Doudanuki’s weights. During the ten minutes that Tsuru was gone, multiple loud crashes and thuds could be heard from around the area, along with mild tremors felt on the floor every time such sounds occurred. When the crane came back, he had the smallest weight Douda had in hand. “In case you were wondering, everything is alright. Totally alright. The holes in your room’s floor should be mended and your weights salvaged from under the house by the time you are recovered enough to leave the mending room. So... nothing to worry about at all.”
continued from here, @iizvmi
Tsurumaru’s response to Izumi’s words was to look at Izumi, then look at Izumi’s unsheathed sword, and then look back at Izumi. “Hm, what an interesting thought. I’m all white and covered in robes, which makes me look like a ghost. And you are in all red and haphazardly waving your sword around, which makes you look like a deranged serial killer. Maybe we are the monsters haunting these woods.” The crane then casually pats the other sword on the back with a bemused chuckle. “Does that thought terrify you, deranged-serial-killer-captain~?”
dou-tanuki:
“Oi! That was you?!” He hisses as his body tenses. Owowowowow… So it was actually his fault! Doudaunki was being all patient and manly, but it was actually his fault! “It’s fine.” He repeats with a sigh.
“Well... yeah.” Tsurumaru mumbled with a reasonably sincere-seeming look and tone of voice, which is quite something for a sword well known for being a trickster. Rummaging through his clothing in a manner similar to fidgeting, the crane drew out a bunch of random junk. “And thus I am prepared to do whatever it takes to make you feel better emotionally... what sort of stuff makes you happy normally?”
((Bleh, my activity here has been horrible for quite a long while. Work, OC ideas, Bungou Stray Dog, Warframe... so much things occupying my mind, yet I still don’t want to completely drop out of RPing yet.
I’d definitely would want to do replies here and on my other blogs slowly here and there, but yeah, sorry for the inactivity.))
continued from here, @dou-tanuki
Tsurumaru awkwardly averted his eyes from Doudanuki’s. “But I... was kind of responsible for your injuries... after all, I was the one who tripped the enemy tachi, who fell on the enemy naginata, whose weapon knocked the enemy uchigatana, who, as it fell, flung the enemy tantou, that flew and knocked the enemy naginata, who then bumped into the enemy oodachi... you know, the enemy whose body and sword all fell on you....”
// Let’s get naked! Or not. Anywho, this is a new rp account for Sengo Muramasa from Touken Ranbu. If you’re interested in interacting, give this a like/reblog. Thankies.
cyprean:
❛ THAT’S … WHERE you lost me … what does any of this have to do with a mission ?? don’t tell me i polished by blade for nothing … if you get scolded, don’t come crying to me. ❜
“Oh~? Its simple really... if the Revisionists are planning an attack by climbing up Kiyomizu stage, then all we have to do to get the drop on them is, well, jump off the stage at Kiyomizu~”
kopiuchigatana:
“We must have different definitions of the word exciting.” That didn’t sound exciting to him, but it didn’t really matter. It’s what they came here for, after all.
“Oh? Are you telling me that you don’t find that exciting?” Tsurumaru chuckled and patted Yamanbagiri’s back. “What if you tried using your cloak as a parachute of sorts? Perhaps the feeling of slowing floating down a dark cavern might excite you a little~”
“I don’t think it works like that…” Granted he’d never tried to use his cloak for a parachute, it had too many holes and tears to be usable for such a thing in his opinion.
“Ah, you say that, but have you ever tried it?” Tsurumaru asked in a pleasant, curious tone with a head tilt and a huge smile that usually meant nothing sane. “If it works as a cocoon, why not wings of a butterfly~?”
kopiuchigatana:
“We must have different definitions of the word exciting.” That didn’t sound exciting to him, but it didn’t really matter. It’s what they came here for, after all.
“Oh? Are you telling me that you don’t find that exciting?” Tsurumaru chuckled and patted Yamanbagiri’s back. “What if you tried using your cloak as a parachute of sorts? Perhaps the feeling of slowing floating down a dark cavern might excite you a little~”
