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u r dumb-ass-ER
| no u |
nu uh
Sweet harmony
—♩ ♬
1..—2..3…!!
fuketsuchi
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ikebukuros-strongest
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{♯}--Maybe it was because the bandage seemed to slip down his face every time he walked too fast, or maybe it was the fact that the bruise he wore had turned into a disgusting shade of yellow, or perhaps the dreary weather. Whatever it might be the dissatisfied aura still followed him about everywhere, for once he had been trying to concentrate on his studies staying cooped up in the library until some other students came in and decided to be annoying brats. A couple kicks and jabs had been exchanged and here he was out in the rain having been thrown out by the librarian.
Textbooks damp in his hand Oliver stood under a nearby tree and if looks could kill than the next kid would be history. Shaking the water out of his hair fingers ran through the wet strands as nearby footsteps were heard before pausing midway.
"Hah--?! What the hell you lookin' at?"
he is a dumb-ass do whatever you want to him
| just like u |
u r dumb-ass-ER
| Gomen Sparkles—but I’m about to hurt Oliver. |
he is a dumb-ass do whatever you want to him
-- [ Scanning ] :: Lives Noted: 5
The human android eyed the other with interest, innocent interest at that. If they were a local, they’d know that it was a bad idea to leave the safety of the sector as they were. Humans were weird sometimes weren’t they? Especially when they didn’t know half worth of shit as to where they were, "Well...I don't know where you come from, that and it's not safe to go beyond sector walls at this hour--why not wait till the morning hours before going eh?"
{#}-- It felt strange being observed by someone who in Oliver's mind seemed out of place. No sign of life could be seen in the man's dulled eyes which made the blonde fidget in confusion. The frown was still placed upon his face but his hues averted to the side observing the new area around him. It didn't seem real, any of this..--maybe like a dream. But then again the student couldn't even remember dreams the next morning let alone control them. Pinching his skin as a last resort Oliver sighed in defeat letting the raven talk.
Well that wasn't much help. Sector walls?
Wait it all made sense now.
"Is that like a no-game zone or somethin'? So I get the fact this is some sort of virtual reality thing but how long till morning? Can't you speed things up or something or log me off, I didn't sign up for this shit."
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eee sorry i'll make a starter for new followers after exams are over
ouo;
"Dammit! That bastard."
-- [ Scanning ] :: Lives Noted: 5
We become something more.. Than they can be.
|| oliver-chase, ikebukuro-informat, fuketsuchi, unhealing, psy—che ||
I raise my heart and say! When darkness is all you see…
Hidou’s optics scanned the darkened surroundings of Sector 8 as he made his way own the closed up market section of town. Normally seeing it fit to wander out about the desolate streets, he found it odd to find more than one creature out and about. With the wind picking up the way it normally did, around this time of the night, he noted it as peculiar human behavior. The human android lurched forward, the almost entirely shrouded moon reflecting off his orbs, “What are you doing out here? It’s not safe—I’ve never seen you creatures before…”
{♯}-- If the blonde could remember how the hell he arrived here then he would have taken the next flight out. In fact the boring silence of his dorm seemed more comforting than this strange place. Maybe it was because of the dark setting but the fact that there was no one around put him on edge. How had he taken a wrong turn from his classes and ended up in this deserted place? Noticing a figure in the distance Oliver froze in place not knowing if that was a good thing or a bad one. His usual irritated attitude should have been put away because of the situation he was in but the snarky tone flowed out if him like usual.
"Well I'd like to get the fuck out of this freaky place, so do me a favor and show me the exit would 'ya?"
Of course he could had offered an array of insults but seeing as though this man was the only human around then maybe some help would actually work this time.
A dumbfounded expression drew across his face as the taller man peeked in the room at the other before fully stepping in from the drafty apartment complex hallway. He’d kept all the possible places his guest would venture into when over clean unlike his room, so of course there wasn’t a loose object for the other to throw at him. When the only danger of verbal abuse permitted him, Elliot stepped in with the rustle of a plastic bag with boxes in it. Eyes creased with a smile he began to poke fun at the angry man.
“Can’t ya read? What’d the note say? I was out getting breakfast!” his closed fist around the bag’s straps was raised to show off what he had gotten.
“Y’like pancakes, right? IHop!”
{♯}-- Resisting the urge to wipe that stupid smile off his face he instead opted to uncurling the fists he had formed. Arms crossed Oliver hurled another insult before grabbing the bag in defeat. No matter how pissed off he got at his roommate the blonde wouldn't dare raise a fist at the stronger man. Eyes darting among the stash of food a stiff nod of satisfaction was given before taking hold of the large amount of pancakes along with the packets of syrup. Glancing up with narrowed eyes Oliver mumbled.
"Where the hell is my orange juice?"
He hadn't asked for any or given direct orders to be bought some but as usual the pianist was just looking for something to fight about. Anything that would annoy the happy go lucky individual.
i've changed my FC like 4 times
i got it now
i got this