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{[ hover for links + pagination ]} _ Because although I die, our freedom will be won. Though I die, La Resistance... lives... on. _ {[ affiliated with Paradisal. ]} {[ read rules + warnings!! ]} roomed with yato room 403

[pisstophe]

;ooc

sorry that i've been away for a little bit! i plan to get right to work, hehe. midterms are over and i'm gonna get to replies post-haste!

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please read!

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in case anyone was wondering, the masterlist is not purposefully gone. someone’s hacked/deleted the blog and we’re working on getting it back up as soon as possible! we’re terribly sorry for the inconvenience, but you’re absolutely free to keep roleplaying and continuing your threads. this is inevitably disappointing, but we’ll be back and stronger than ever! 

anyhow, if you could reblog this and let it circulate for other members to be in the know that would be greatly appreciated. if you have any questions feel free to find me on my personal twitter! (spoopysora) thanks for understanding and being a great participant in our group as a whole. we still have so much in store and this isn’t anywhere near a big setback! 

[pisstophe]

❧

          " Life without you vould be like a broken pencil... "

          " Pointless. "

[pisstophe]

❧

            " My love for you ees like diarrhea. I just can't hold eet in. "

[mikofabulous-blog]

[ text ] You pretty much lost your mind. Your ego has gotten ten time the size of your balls.

To: Some kid

from: Mikorin

[text] my mind is perfectly intact

[text] i know im good looking is that a crime

[text] really though is that a crime

[text] i hope not

[pisstophe]

to: dumb pretty boy

from: christophe

[TXT] it is a crime

[TXT] you are going to jail for thirty years

[TXT] your pathetic life is over

[pisstophe]

❧

           " Are you a camera? "

His lips ironically pulled into an even deeper frown as he deadpanned--

           " Because every time I look at you, I smile. "

[pisstophe]

✄

✄ - for a drunken headcanon

he can't hold his liquor. at all. it's pretty ridiculous, actually-- he chooses to stay away from the stuff as much as he can because he knows that if he gets two or three drinks in his system he'll be... a mess.

( drunk christophe is... quite the opposite of sober christophe. )

[paradisalmemes]

For every ❧ in my inbox, my character will tell yours a cheesy pickup line.

[pisstophe]

☆ ♥ ☮

☆ - happy headcanon

as much as he says he hates helping people, he really doesn't mind it. even if he can't be happy, he does like seeing other people happy-- purely because he is never really happy himself.

♥ - family headcanon

he lived with his mother, only his mother, for as long as he could remember. no siblings, no father. it's just been him and his mother-- and they don't have the best of relationships. she's the only person he's quite subservient to, and he even fears her a bit. 

(there's no love in the relationship, at all. christophe is pretty sure she views him as a burden, and he wouldn't doubt it.)

☮ - friendship headcanon

not only is christophe a shitty loser with no friends, he is also a shitty loser who doesn't know how to make friends. if you try to be his friend, he won't understand. actually, chances are that he'll think you're trying to murder him or something.

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☮ / ☯ / ✏

☮ - friendship headcanon

he's a dumb shitty loser that has no friends.

(okay, that's a lie. he has one "friend." has, had. whatever. christophe would deny the friendship status, though, till his death bed. )

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

what christophe doesn't like is usually very... well, obvious. he doesn't keep that hidden too much. he does, however, keep most of his interest and likes hidden to the best of his abilities-- mainly because he doesn't want too many people knowing to much about him.

✏ - old age/aging headcanon

what the hell are you talking about he already has the temperment of a grumpy eighty-year-old, frown lines, and crows feet.

... at age eighteen. 

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More Headcanon Prompts!

★ - sad headcanon

☆ - happy headcanon

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

✿ - sex headcanon

♡ - romantic headcanon

♥ - family headcanon

☮ - friendship headcanon

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

✏ - old age/aging headcanon

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

☼ - appearance headcanon

✖ - for a tattoo headcanon (One they have or one they want)

♖ - for a childhood headcanon

♬ - for a song that fits them

✄ - for a drunken headcanon

[surutakai]

                "Why does everyone think ‘m pretending?!                        ’mma real god dammit!”

      Slamming his fists onto the carpet, the god went into full-blown       tantrum mode, but only for a moment, as other things quickly       revealed themselves to be more important than a ( dare he say       it ) petty argument.

      Soon enough, he was focused solely on saving the liquor from       the other’s relentless shovel, shoving what he could under his       bed for the time being. After all, the store had said he wouldn’t       be able to get more until next month.

[pisstophe]

          " Maybe because no one wants to believe zat a god ees such pathetic drunk piece of sheet. "

He said it so carelessly and nonchalantly, despite the fact that he was still swinging his shovel down with rather great force-- hitting whatever he could before the other could hide it effectively.  

Every crack of a liquor bottle lead Christophe to give a waning look to Yato as he added rather dryly-- 

          " I am going to destroy eet all.  Purely out of spite to you. "

[haurae]

"What is this place?" Syo glanced up at the frosty midnight sky. It was cold out, and there was noise all around him. Oh right, he’d passed out at the amusement park earlier. The blonde sat up and rubbed at his temple. His roommate was probably worried about him right now, so Syo set off to find the nearest exit. Fifteen minutes later and his search ended with no luck. "You there! Do you know how to get out of this place?"

[pisstophe]

He was starting to get used to seeing the confused faces. The young man pulled the cigarette from his lips, exhaled a sigh, then spoke in a dry tone--

         " Do you think eef I knew how to get out of thees place I vould still be here? "

Waving a gloved hands towards his surroundings, Christophe's eyes narrowed and his frown deepened. He really did hate admitting such things; having a lack of information wasn't exactly how he tended to work. 

[pisstophe]

+>---| like this post for a starter, capping at three!! <3

[surutakai]

         "—Big talk from the asshole who wants free drinks!”

      Gritting his teeth, the deity pounced on the thief with the agility of       a rhino. Prying the bottle from his hands, Yato held the brownish       glass bottle to his lips, proceeding to chug at least some of the       liquid inside.

      Sure, it was dripping from the sides of his chin, but the god was       pretty sure that he got the point across.

[pisstophe]

And he was pounced on. Ew.

Once the bottle was wrestled from him and he pushed the other off, Christophe stood up, sneering--

         " Zee difference iz zat I'm not zee one claiming to be a fuckin' god, you idiotic piss stain. "

And he carefully took the shovel off his back in favor of not-so-carefully swinging it to break some of the booze bottles. 

[surutakai]

         "—Who am I?                  Well ‘m Yato, the greatest god of them all!… hic.”

      Stumbling drunkenly across carpeted floors, ( by now littered with       a variety of different liquors ) extending a hand towards the other,       a sloppy smile spreading across his features.

[pisstophe]

He took the other's words with even less than a grain of salt.

          " You look like sheet. Like ze sheetiest god imaginable. "

And then he glanced down at all the liquors, glancing for what seemed like the most expensive ones before-- 

          " And now thees iz mine. "

--picking up a few for himself.

[pisstophe]

He gave a critical gaze to his new roommate, eyebrows lowered and frown deep.

          " Who zee fuck're you? "