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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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[ooc: i am the worst at keeping up with tumblr rp... I think i should just go back to think of tumblr as for art stuff only :/ ]
Happy Easter from Pink!
Pink all dressed up in a Kigu for the holidays, Yay. ICAN’TBELEIVEIACCTUALLYDREWANDPOSTEDSOMETHING
Pink’s blog [x]
Ryder whined and reached out again to touch Pink’s robe but Shojo made sure to keep her distance so he’d never be able to touch it.
"Thank you. It’s so nice to see you again!" she replied happily. "How have you been? You seem sorta down. I can lend you an ear if you need one."
 Shaking his head, he holds up his hand.Â
"Thanks but i'm fine." he settled his hand back into his pocket. "I just have been kinda separate from..." struggling to find a good word he wrinkles up his nose.
"Nice, people recently."
Shojo’s face lit up as she saw Pink but she immediately deflated at his less than enthusiastic greeting. She walked up to him and tried to stay positive, smiling at him.
"I know it’s been a while but it’s Shojo, remember? Walle’s back at the manor but you remember him too right?" she asked as the little boy in her arms galloped the dinosaur over his mother’s chest.
"And you’re right, you haven’t met Ryder yet. He’s my son. Ryder, say hello! This is Pink like the color."
The boy looked up at Pink and giggled at his bathrobe, reaching out to touch it. But Shojo remembered Pink’s dislike for people touching him so she quickly pulled Ryder’s hand away. Ryder was displeased by this. It looked so fluffy!
He nodded, he remembered her. It was weird speaking to someone again. Someone that actually wanted to speak to HIM at least.Â
"Yeah i remember. You always wore that same shirt." When the child reached out for him he didn't even move. It took a moment for him to register the almost contact and shift back a little.
"You have a child now? Congratulations." A hint of his old gleeful demeanor coming to the surface as he smiled.Â
With a quiet 'clack', Pink's toe collided with a smallish rock sending it rolling out from it's hiding spot. The rock had been tucked behind a funny looking plant that was settled in the middle of the hallway. No one ever asked where the plant had come from, or why it was in the middle of the hallway and Pink didn't plan on change thing that today. The rock was a different story however. Not wanting to bend over, he grabbed the rock with his foot and transferred it into his hand. This feat coupled with his terrible balance almost sent him face first into the wall. After glancing around to make sure no body had seen him and the wall become intimately aquatinted he looked over the rock. It fit comfortably into the palm his hand, and to some might have been called pretty. If he had to describe its shape, 'vaguely egg shaped' would have been pretty much covered it. Rock in hand, he continued his walk down the hall. Past three identical doors and one the size of a small dog. He paused at a window darkened by grime, to pick another sorta egg shaped rock that was placed in the center of the sill. What the heck was going on? Was someone screwing with him?
Shojo beamed in happiness. She knew that portal. Pink!
"Pink? Pink, is that really you?" she called out as she walked through the portal. She looked a bit older but still wore that striped shirt. However, this visit, Walle wasn’t with her but a small child was, a bouncing baby boy with brown hair the same color as Shojo’s. He was playing with a dinosaur Beanie Baby.
He never heard the portal open, but the voices he didn't miss. It had been a while since he had guest, wether he remembered the last two months or not. Even rarer were the portal jumping sort of guests.
"Last i checked I was," He said dryly. Apparently forgetting his manors. Looking over the girl, he let his hands settle in his pockets.
"I remember you," Looking at the child he became a bit worried. "But not you..." Had he met them before? Had he forgotten? Had he left the stove on?
What, no, of course not! That was silly.
He never used the stove.
(Umm hello an stuff. Sorry I've been inactive for so long. I'm gonna try to be a bit more...you know... Around for a while. All my replies will be slow but feel free to drop me a line via inbox or if you want to reply to my last text post go for it! *ATTEMPTS TO BE ACTIVE* Also if anyone wants to bother any of Pinks siblings, go for it. )
Shakeing his head he tries to refocus this confused optics. No matter how many times he blinked or how he tilted his head, it didn't change the date on the newspaper he fount on the table. He swore it was February! He distinctly remembered that was the month. The fact that that fact was no longer a fact was rather disturbing. Pushing the paper away, Pink stood up. Adjusting his hope in the habitual way he alway did, the confused robot wandered out of the kitchen. Trying to clear the fuzz from his eyes, and his memory. Was it really April? Had he just... Missed the past 2 months?
Pausing only a moment, Wyre glanced back over his shoulder at the silver bot.Â
"But it fits you so WELL! You are silver, the name is saying you are silver. Best idea ever, and i get 100% of the credit. Just watch," turning Wyre strode off into the manor. "Soon you’ll be changeling your name and gettin’ it embroidered on all your suits."
The pale green and purply black metal plates of Wyre’s chassis slid smoothy and perfectly as the robot walked. If confidence and ego could lube joints instead of oil, Wyre would be set for an eternity.Â
At the foot of the stairs, he never even slowed as he began to climb. Leaving Pink to follow after like a puppy, even in his own house.Â
At the mention of 'embroidery', Pink winced slightly. So slightly a human wouldn't have noticed the movement. But it was still there.
He was suddenly very self-conscious over the large "WALTER ROBOTICS" That stretched across the shoulders of his suit. The lettering had been a brilliant marketing scheme that Seven had thought up. Apparently, all of his other branding of the band weren't quiet enough.Â
Distracted momentarily by his own thoughts, Wyre was already at the top of the stairs. Getting his gears in motion, Pink followed after. His accent of the stairs was far less graceful though. The silver bot simply didn't run as fluidly as the newer ones build in the last few years did.Â
:o I've got competition!
{*LOUD SCREAMING* KDJBVAKJSBHLAKHEFL
You look awesome!}
[Wow... i have been so lazy with my activeness on here...]
Happy Yulemas!!
As the door swung open, Wyre attempted to grin, but that went over as well as a duck attempting to tap dance. The bot’s face just wasn’t build for the expression.
"Same to you Slivy!" the bot clicked his head to the side. The numerous cords that made up his ‘hair’ dangled over his face and spilled across his shoulders. His large red optics glowed in the dimming light, only barely showing though the wires.
Without waiting for an invitation, the bot strolled in. Not respecting Pink’s personal space bubble in the least. The taller bot actually had to duck back to avoid the wired robot running into him.Â
Pink glared at the back of Wyre's head as he rubbed his shoulder where he had collided with the door, in his effort to not come in contact with the bot.Â
Wyre was held in a high position by Seven and so he had a lot of sway in the house hold. Pink was the only one that really didn't a long with him though. Laz and him always kinda just snuck away to some dark corner of the house to do who knows what, and Amber treated Wyre like his best girlfriend. They would chitter on for hours and watch old romantic comedies and weird japanese cartoons.Â
"I asked you never to call me that..." Pink whined under his breath as he closed the door. The ventilation system clicking on to filter the air that had wafted in.
Old Racy designs
Racy without his wig - and Pink wearing it.
"Pink is adorable in my wig~"
"Well thats cause your wig is adorable?"Â
Ooc: a shiny new start
(Ask box has been emptied. Time for a new start! :3 )
Hey, Gabe has a new bf
"I...yeah I know. I hope things are going better for him now."
[I AM SO BACK IN ACTION IF I HAVE TO FORCE MYSELF TO BE ACTIVE]