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New promo post! Welcome to pinkpastelghost, a Reimi Sugimoto askblog! I’ve been on hiatus for a bit, but I’m ready to get this going again! Please send in some asks!
Hello, this is Blackmore speaking. I’d figure this would be the best way to keep tabs on the president, and perhaps maybe answer some questions about myself. That is all.
((hey hey hey! it’s golden mun back on their shit again! Pls take the time to read the rules page before interacting! This is one of my more self indulgent blogs since I myself am also genderfluid, though I do hope you enjoy your stay! -Golden Mun))
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
"... So like, when Eijiro fucked with the alley a while ago. Did you feel that or whatever?"
"Hm....nope. I don't really know what you're talking about."
"Aight, well, I'm throwin' rocks down the alley cuz fuck this alley. It's fucked up."
She frowns. "How so? I mean, ghosts do occasionally show up here, but it's not terrible."
“Shit can tear people up.”
"Oh. You mean the ghost hands?"
“... Yeah.”
"Yeah, I guess they are scary. But there's a trick to them! As long as you don't look back when you're leaving the alley, they won't hurt you. They really aren't that scary as long as you know how to get past them."
“Yeah, but what if someone moved that shit? Made it closer so it wasn’t even an option to avoid?”
"Hm...I'm not sure that's how it works. Then again, even I don't really understand how those things work, and I live here with them."
“That’s fine, guy who did it doesn’t know how it happened either.”
"Weird. Hey, are you a stand user? I figured I should ask, given that theres a ton of them in this town."
“Huh? Yeah.”
"That's so cool! A bunch of my friends are stand users too."
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
"... So like, when Eijiro fucked with the alley a while ago. Did you feel that or whatever?"
"Hm....nope. I don't really know what you're talking about."
"Aight, well, I'm throwin' rocks down the alley cuz fuck this alley. It's fucked up."
She frowns. "How so? I mean, ghosts do occasionally show up here, but it's not terrible."
“Shit can tear people up.”
"Oh. You mean the ghost hands?"
“... Yeah.”
"Yeah, I guess they are scary. But there's a trick to them! As long as you don't look back when you're leaving the alley, they won't hurt you. They really aren't that scary as long as you know how to get past them."
“Yeah, but what if someone moved that shit? Made it closer so it wasn’t even an option to avoid?”
"Hm...I'm not sure that's how it works. Then again, even I don't really understand how those things work, and I live here with them."
“That’s fine, guy who did it doesn’t know how it happened either.”
"Weird. Hey, are you a stand user? I figured I should ask, given that theres a ton of them in this town."
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
"... So like, when Eijiro fucked with the alley a while ago. Did you feel that or whatever?"
"Hm....nope. I don't really know what you're talking about."
"Aight, well, I'm throwin' rocks down the alley cuz fuck this alley. It's fucked up."
She frowns. "How so? I mean, ghosts do occasionally show up here, but it's not terrible."
“Shit can tear people up.”
"Oh. You mean the ghost hands?"
“... Yeah.”
"Yeah, I guess they are scary. But there's a trick to them! As long as you don't look back when you're leaving the alley, they won't hurt you. They really aren't that scary as long as you know how to get past them."
“Yeah, but what if someone moved that shit? Made it closer so it wasn’t even an option to avoid?”
"Hm...I'm not sure that's how it works. Then again, even I don't really understand how those things work, and I live here with them."
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
"... So like, when Eijiro fucked with the alley a while ago. Did you feel that or whatever?"
"Hm....nope. I don't really know what you're talking about."
"Aight, well, I'm throwin' rocks down the alley cuz fuck this alley. It's fucked up."
She frowns. "How so? I mean, ghosts do occasionally show up here, but it's not terrible."
“Shit can tear people up.”
"Oh. You mean the ghost hands?"
“... Yeah.”
"Yeah, I guess they are scary. But there's a trick to them! As long as you don't look back when you're leaving the alley, they won't hurt you. They really aren't that scary as long as you know how to get past them."
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
"... So like, when Eijiro fucked with the alley a while ago. Did you feel that or whatever?"
"Hm....nope. I don't really know what you're talking about."
"Aight, well, I'm throwin' rocks down the alley cuz fuck this alley. It's fucked up."
She frowns. "How so? I mean, ghosts do occasionally show up here, but it's not terrible."
“Shit can tear people up.”
"Oh. You mean the ghost hands?"
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
"... So like, when Eijiro fucked with the alley a while ago. Did you feel that or whatever?"
"Hm....nope. I don't really know what you're talking about."
"Aight, well, I'm throwin' rocks down the alley cuz fuck this alley. It's fucked up."
She frowns. "How so? I mean, ghosts do occasionally show up here, but it's not terrible."
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
"... So like, when Eijiro fucked with the alley a while ago. Did you feel that or whatever?"
"Hm....nope. I don't really know what you're talking about."
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Oh shit, "Please don't haunt me."
She giggled a little. "Don't worry, I won't."
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
"O. Well, that's good I guess. 'Sides the whole livin' in this specific alley thing. I'd really suggest you find somewhere else," the temptation to throw another rock was awful, but he resisted.
"I can't really do that. As a ghost, I am bound to the place where I died, and that means here. It's alright though, this alley isnt a bad place. Why were you throwing rocks, though?"
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira stood for a few seconds, processing this, mostly because this girl didn’t seem like a transient, “Oooookay, sorry, wait-! Did you lose your shit? Like, recently? Real recent? kinda instantaneously?” Could that happen? Could this thing do that? Well, he thought the first thing could happen, but if that happened he needed to a least spot her some cash or something.
She tilts her head. "Hm? What do you mean?" She didnt quite understand the phrasing. "I didn't really lose anything. What happened to me wasnt recent at all, if that's what you're asking.
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
The punk stumbled back a few steps and paused for a few seconds. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Hah, shit. I break somethin? Kept you up? You live ‘round here?”
"Living....that's a funny way of putting it. I guess you could say that. Yeah, I live here, in the alley." The girl replied, stepping out to the entrance of the alleyway with her dog.
Akira was chucking rocks into the alley, "Yeah thas right. You ain't shit, aren't ya? Fuckin' piece of shit ghost alley." [poorly-drawn-akira]
Reimi watched curiously. It was slightly aggravating, but to be honest she didnt actually care that much.
"Oh? And what do you mean by that?"
@poorly-drawn-akira
RB for an ask from a depressed rock star.
I know I said depressed but everything is just drunk vibing tbh
if you remember the rubbersoul-jotaro war then you deserve a senior discount.
ah yes
good times .w.
((Hm, I wanna do some interactions for fun, so if you're an askblog reblog this for a Jotaro in your askbox <3))