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@promiscuous-pink-host
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//do it, don’t ask questions, just ticking do it!
//Ehhh? You think I would give a good Kasuka? It’s just… I feel a little uneasy to make more muses when I can’t barely keep up with the ones i have… >_<”
Well that's a concern I have never seen you rp as Kasuka, but you make such great muses already! I would love to see it!
pink host;
He noted the sudden change in her position. Did he say something to offend her? He certainly hoped not! his brow furrowed in concern as he raised his hand in defense.
"I’m sorry, I’m still trying to get use to my heart drive. If what I said offended you, I’m very sorry."
Delic looked at her calmly before he was asked that.
"No, I actually don’t really provide that service, save for to the Queen Administrator if requested"
It was a restriction, unless the host was paid to do so, that he would even think of doing something like that. With his heart drive still collecting information as well, it made it a little difficult for him to comprehend that much.
【 ♀ 】——; What a little bitch she thought to herself, but then all these different droids did have different orders coming from their owners, a tad jealous of the owners actually, she wondered if she might be able to reprogram, but then the though went out of her head a second later, thinking it really wasn’t worth her hacking skills, unless it really was and she was only fooling herself into thinking it was.
A sigh parted through her lips, as she was already getting bored with this certain Delic that she was faced with, oh the woes of a human’s life. She though to herself before rolling her crimson optics in front of the other, totally un-interested now. If she wasn’t going to get laid tonight, she might as well just leave and find another to help her with that particular situation.
“So what you’re saying is that I’ve got to find someone else to keep me company tonight?” She queried to the other, Kanra had no shame in the words she used, almost as though she had absolutely no filter, and if he couldn’t figure out what she was talking about he really was as fucking dumb as he looked. That or the “queen” didn’t program him with that sense of humor, “Forget it then…just go…” She’d said before placing her palm to his features, as if escorting him from her very presence.
"Well, I can't say that I cannot spend the evening with you. That is something I can accommodate for the right price." he could tell she wasn't interested in him anymore. There was a pause. He couldn't think of what to say to get her interest again. It was no sooner than that that his optics flashed as he was noted by the Queen the administrative override of his systems. This was the restriction he had held before then. He looked over at the customer with another casual smile, "If I leave, I won't be able to see that beautiful face of yours contorted with pleasure" It was a casual comment, one that sounded as if the conversation had never been dropped.
The world had almost stopped in Ikebukuro when it was announced on the news the Shizuo Heiwajima, the...
Almost Alive //closed rp: infobrokerofshinjuku
"Alright, just don't take me back into the hospital" he murmured and walked along with the blond. he was a bit glad that he found Shizuo first. though he didn't know that his blond lover is already dead, he was certain that the blond on his front was the same one that was on the fragments of his memory. As they went to Shinjuku that was the only time he noticed his arm band and there was written his name and address. "Orihara... Izaya" he murmured as he read and looked at the blond. "Do you know what happened to me?" he asked and tilted his head showing the bandages on his wrist and arm. "I just woke up on the hospital bed.. i only remember a few things"
There was a pause, rubbing the back of his head before he closed his eyes, "Not sure really. I was looking for you, but I couldn't find you." If he'd known the story, he would have been able to handle this better, but he didn't, making it more difficult to explain. How was he suppose to tell him that he wasn't Shizuo? That he was simply made to appear as him to others? It was hard enough to look him in the eye, "What do you remember?"
The world had almost stopped in Ikebukuro when it was announced on the news the Shizuo Heiwajima, the strongest man in Ikebukuro had...
Almost Alive //closed rp: infobrokerofshinjuku
Releasing a sigh of relief he took a step forward and rested his head on the blond's chest as he breathed heavily, his had still gripping his hair as he closed his eyes. That small walk he did out of the hospital made him dizzy and exhausted, but it was worth it, he found who he was looking for. Izaya raised his other hand and gripped the fabric of the shirt the taller male was wearing. "My head... it hurts" he murmured and looked up to him, seeing two figures already he shook his head and tried to steady his footing.
"I'll protect you.." it was the same voice and words that his clouded brain could recall for now, he looked up to him and blinked . "Shizuo.. let's get out of here.. there are lots of people.. i'm getting uncomfortable" he murmured.
He watched him. The guy was really suffering bad for this. Whatever had happened...did it have something to do with Shizuo-san's death? Delic decided to shrug it off for now and he gave a nod, watching the other before carefully taking off his white blazer and putting it around the informant. It was the least he could do for him.
He began to walk with the informant. According to the information from the wristband, Izaya Orihara live in Shinjuku. He would have to take a bus or train there. A train would be faster.
"We'll get you home, don't worry. Besides, if anyone said something, I'd show them a thing or two"
The world had almost stopped in Ikebukuro when it was announced on the news the Shizuo Heiwajima, the strongest man in Ikebukuro had been killed. Those who knew...
Almost Alive //closed rp: infobrokerofshinjuku
"I have the feeling I knew you.. " he murmured and tightened his grip on his shoulders as he looked around, noticing the stares they are receiving he dragged the blond to the small alley and looked at him. His crimson eyes looking at the blond from his head to toe and up to his face. " Help me.. Shizuo.. that's your name right? that's all i could remember that name.." he dropped his arms as he looked down tilting his head as he gripped his hair. That pounding on his head was returning again as he leaned against the blond for support, the more he tried to remember the more his head hurts, he was forcing himself to remember since he went out of the hospital.
Rumors was flowing on the city now as the informant was sighted, half of the people in Ikebukuro knows that Shizuo and Izaya are mortal enemies yet there are another story going around as well, the two enemies had a secret relationship behind doors, which was in fact the the truth.
Delic couldn't help the look that crossed his features after that, magenta eyes staring down at the suffering ebony haired male. He was in pain, and not just pain from some strange accident, but it seemed he was also going through emotional stress as well. He frowned and placed his arms around him.
Everyone kept calling him Shizuo...even though he wasn't this man, he could always pretend to be for the people that cared deeply for him. When he was outside of the club, he could always be this Shizuo...and inside of it, he could be Delic. He didn't know how long it would be before the other went through the stages of mourning...but, he would try to help him along.
"...Yeah....it's me...Don't worry, I'll protect you..." he looked down at his arm, locating his band before speaking up, "Izaya"
pink host;
Delic smiled at her as he chuckled about the compliment before placing his hands behind his back in a manner that showed his polite nature. His smile, if was a feeling, could melt the hearts of anyone that saw it. Sitting down on a spare seat, he leaned on the counter.
"Oh, I’m doing well, than you for asking" he chuckled as he watched her for a moment, "Besides, why call me gorgeous? I think you are quite the beautiful sight here. Most beautiful tonight if you ask me” he winked.
【 ♀ 】——; Oh great the droid was looking for an extra tip from her, almost mockingly she giggled a little before turning away and faking a blush, “Oh you~ you are too kind Delic.” Man she really didn’t want to fucking be here right now, she thought before turning her features away again and rolling her crimson irises, with a scowl on her features. “So you got any prospects tonight Delic? Any of these other young and vivacious women want to bed with you tonight?” She really wasn’t one to pry, but why the fuck not they were both technically lustful creatures of habit.
He noted the sudden change in her position. Did he say something to offend her? He certainly hoped not! his brow furrowed in concern as he raised his hand in defense.
"I'm sorry, I'm still trying to get use to my heart drive. If what I said offended you, I'm very sorry."
Delic looked at her calmly before he was asked that.
"No, I actually don't really provide that service, save for to the Queen Administrator if requested"
It was a restriction, unless the host was paid to do so, that he would even think of doing something like that. With his heart drive still collecting information as well, it made it a little difficult for him to comprehend that much.
The world had almost stopped in Ikebukuro when it was announced on the news the Shizuo Heiwajima, the strongest man in Ikebukuro had been killed. Those who knew him, knew that he’d hated...
Almost Alive //closed rp: infobrokerofshinjuku
A few hours and he made it to the lobby, but being on a hospital gown was being too suspicious, he decided to find some spare clothes he stole a bag from a woman that was talking to the nurse not far away from him, going inside the bathroom he took off the bandage on his head and managed to wear the clothes that was a bit big enough for him. he rubbed his head and leaned against the stall before running out of the hospital. Even that small journey made him exhausted but at least he managed to get out of the damn place. looking around he was lost, there was a lot of people around him, though the place was familiar he continued to walk.
The people around him started to cast him odd glances and it made him uncomfortable, gripping his raven locks he walked without a particular direction until he saw a male with blond locks. He didn't know what triggered it but he pushed past the crowd to follow him. he got a feeling that he knew that man, knew him more than anyone. reaching out he grabbed his shoulders and turned to face him. "Shi.."
As he was waking, he heard something from behind him before someone grabbed his shoulders and turned him around. Magenta met sanguine and more confusion sprung to his features. This person was unusually dressed. . . and were they about to call him Shizuo? Too many people were calling him that as of late. Golden locks bounced back into place as he looked at the other. He looked as if he was in pain, but he didn't know what from. He touched the other's shoulders.
"You're injured. You shouldn't be out here. You should seek medical attention immediately."
pink host;
If this had been a normal club, they wouldn’t get as many people as they did every night. Some of the workers (six) were androids like himself. They were made to be hosts, entertain a group or even a single person for however long they were at the club. It was Delic’s main job to make sure everyone was happy.
He was walking through and talking to some of the other customers when his eyes set on an unfamiliar face, staring off into the distance. He noted that her name wasn’t in the normal registry as most other names were. When he took not of this, he smiled and made his way over.
"Good evening. Are you enjoying yourself? I hope so. My name is Delic, I’m a Host here at the club. Would you like to spend some time with me?"
【 ♀ 】——; If she had dreams that didn’t involve murder and sadistic intentions she would have dreams about this particular android, she’d taken quite a liking to him the past few months, “Oh~ Delic how’s my favorite Android doing this evening?…” The louse had said with a certain allure to the tone of voice she’d chosen to use against him, that ever present smirk on her features, as she held her drink in one hand, placing her elbow onto her knee and had her hand curled underneath her chin.
Crimson optics scanned him up and down, as she felt a very warm and heated sensation come over her slender frame. “And must I say you are more gorgeous than ever…” She teased him a little bit. Blinking a few times before she took another sip from the pink liquor she’d been drinking, it wasn’t really that great of a drink, but a drink none the less. Her cardinal seers never being taken from his own magenta ones, he was one prey she’d had yet to have the pleasure of his company.
Delic smiled at her as he chuckled about the compliment before placing his hands behind his back in a manner that showed his polite nature. His smile, if was a feeling, could melt the hearts of anyone that saw it. Sitting down on a spare seat, he leaned on the counter.
"Oh, I'm doing well, than you for asking" he chuckled as he watched her for a moment, "Besides, why call me gorgeous? I think you are quite the beautiful sight here. Most beautiful tonight if you ask me" he winked.
The world had almost stopped in Ikebukuro when it was announced on the news the Shizuo Heiwajima, the strongest man in Ikebukuro had been killed. Those who knew him, knew that he’d hated violence and those that knew of his strength didn’t understand how it could happen. The day was very gloomy and...
Almost Alive //closed rp: infobrokerofshinjuku
The day Ikebukuro found out of Shizuo's death was the day rumors started to spread about the disappearance of the informant Orihara Izaya, people says he was responsible for Shizuo's death and was hiding now. some says it wasn't true and that the informant was probably upset by his death as well. No one really knew what happened and probably no one would find it out as well, and as for the location of the informant..
The endless beeping of a machine greeted his ears as he woke up, white ceiling and walls with fair enough decoration was all he could see around the place. glancing to the side he blinked a few times to clear his vision before realizing where he was. The hospital, but what frightened him most is.. he had no recollection how he got there and why he was there. forcing to his body to sat up he stared at his bandaged hand and arm, also noticing his bandaged head. running a hand on his raven strands he blinked and tried to rack his brain for recollection but instead it only caused him more headache. the only thing he knew is he didn't like this place and he needs to get out of here. setting his feet down the cold tiles he started to take off the needles that was attached into him and the rest of the wires.
He had been wandering around the entire city, trying to get a feel for things. There were many people that were reporting on the Dollars site about sightings of Shizuo Heiwajima. Though everyone had known he'd died, what was going on with these strange accusations? There were so many people claiming that he was walking around in funny pink attire.
The network was so hung up on it, people were walking up to him and talking to him as if they knew him, confusing the android. He blinked as he scratched his head, wanting nothing more than to sit back and try to get over his Queen being just as upset as the others. Magenta eyes stared on as he continued to walk, starting past the General Hospital in the area to avoid too many more people.
pink host;
【 ♀ 】——; Kanra’s features reflected the neon pink sign that was staring her in the face, she didn’t often go to these types of clubs, but she needed a break from her mischief, if only for a few hours. Reaching for the door handle before entering into the establishment, the music blaring in her ears, as she pulled her hood down to get a better handle on the atmosphere.
Her sanguine irises shifted around and saw about 100 ‘kids’ dancing in the center to an upbeat high tempo popular pop song in a remixed setting. A sigh parted through her lips, before she shifted to remove her fur trimmed jacket and have it come and resting across her arm, moving her digits through her raven tresses and tossing her locks to the side a little bit, before she approached the bar, exuding a certain amount of that bitchy sex appeal men were attracted to.
Soon as she found a stool, a man approached her and tried to offer to buy the lecherous flea a drink, “No..I don’t think so…” She was capable and willing to turn down any man she’d saw as unfit to handle everything she had to offer which is what she’d just done. Blinking her optics a few times before she ordered a girlish cocktail drink, very pink in color, and it didn’t help that the bar was lit up underneath all the glasses.
She’d never been to this place before, as she turned around in the stool and started to sip on her drink, crossing one leg over the other as she continued to scan the scene around her.
If this had been a normal club, they wouldn't get as many people as they did every night. Some of the workers (six) were androids like himself. They were made to be hosts, entertain a group or even a single person for however long they were at the club. It was Delic's main job to make sure everyone was happy.
He was walking through and talking to some of the other customers when his eyes set on an unfamiliar face, staring off into the distance. He noted that her name wasn't in the normal registry as most other names were. When he took not of this, he smiled and made his way over.
"Good evening. Are you enjoying yourself? I hope so. My name is Delic, I'm a Host here at the club. Would you like to spend some time with me?"
Drabble List;
Send me drabbles! Put one of the bold words in my ask and I will do as it says. *our characters don’t have to know each other to do this*
Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason
Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave
Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa
Dream: My character will have a dream about your character
Nightmare: One of our characters will have a nightmare.
Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.
Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
Comfort Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character comforting yours- vise versa.
Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa.
Embarrass Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saying or doing something embarrassing to himself or to your character.
Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]
Hunt with me: I’ll write a drabble about your character and mine on a hunt together.
Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer
Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.
Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.
Raise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character resurrecting yours. Vise versa.
Surprise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character surprising yours. Vise versa.
Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa.
Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa.
Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.
Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’
Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner.
Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character
Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner
Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body
Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun
Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally.
Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify.
Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason.
Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.
Give Me: my character will give yours a gift
Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify.
Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three.
Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick.
Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.
Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify.
Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it.
Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.
Jealousy: My character gets jealous over yours.
Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character.
Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light.
Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify.
Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.
Song: My charcter singing a song to yours, or vice versa.
Gloves: How my character deals with news from yours, Specify
Snow: Our characters in the cold together.
Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.
Kill: I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours.
Love: I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours.
Lust: I’ll write a drabble of our characters making love together.
Date: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date.
Defend: I’ll write a drabble of my character protecting yours.
Fight: I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours.
Trick: Your character and mine being sneaky together
Treat: Your character and mine being sweet to one another
Costume: Your character or mine, dressing up for the other
Stars: Our characters under the stars together
Snow: Our characters in the cold together
Scarf: Your character or Mine borrowing/stealing clothes from the other
Hot Cocoa: Our characters enjoying a hot moment together.
Candles: Our characters enjoying a moment by candlelight
Gift: Your character or mine, surprising the other with a present
Bows: Your character or mine, dressing/undressing the other
Peppermint: Your character or mine, sharing a sweet secret with the other.
//I wanna make an open starter, but I don't know what I'll do with it just yet...I mean, I need to make starters for new followers too, so if you want one, just like this post. In the mean time, I'm going to make an open starter.//
Almost Alive //closed rp: infobrokerofshinjuku
The world had almost stopped in Ikebukuro when it was announced on the news the Shizuo Heiwajima, the strongest man in Ikebukuro had been killed. Those who knew him, knew that he'd hated violence and those that knew of his strength didn't understand how it could happen. The day was very gloomy and depressing. The club had dedicated that day to the Fortissimo, mostly out of the hope of other customers, but also to console the mourning. Delic was asked to stay away from the grounds, as he was modeled in Shizuo's Image. It would depress patrons and possibly even cause other trauma as well.
He was sitting in the back alley at that moment, smoking a cigarette as he stared up into the clouds. Nothing was like it should have been and everything seemed different. The clouds were much darker in the sky and there was no sun. He almost thought that it was going to rain, but the thought slipped his mind for a moment when he walked out into the crowded streets of Ikebukuro. He was told to stay out of the club for the day, and for that reason, he'd decided to venture. It was a good lesson to work with, and Delic was all set for new lessons.
He put his hands into his pockets and made his way into the world known as Ikebukuro for the first time in his life.
Character Exercise:
Give me a number, and I will describe the physical characteristics of my character expressing it. NO DIALOGUE. Descriptors only! (Feel free to add to this list if reposting)
Anger
Happiness
Intense thought
Boredom
Lust
Hatred
Joy
Frustration
Embarrassment
Shame
Horror
Fear
My muse has pissed yours off. Big time. But lo and behold; here they are, tied to a chair, completely vulnerable.
The question is; how will your muse exact revenge?
Leave "Red String of Fate" in my askbox
I’ll generate a number from 1-77 (YES SEVENTY SEVEN OPTIONS!) to see what is in our muse’s destinies then I’ll write some drabble based on the number generated.
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adevilskimono entered the Host Club
It was Delic’s first day on the job and he was still getting use to the madness that is a host club. Many rules needed to be followed and many customers came and went faster than the android could process. It didn’t take long for the Queen administrator to pull him from the floor, only for him to be brought to another room. He was sat down and his ‘Queen’ smiled before looking at the one across from him.
Delic couldn’t tell off hand if it was a boy or a girl across from him, but what he did know was that they were beautiful. Magenta eyes showed momentary confusion, but it faded and he straightened up in his seat as his ‘Queen’ leaned over his shoulder. ‘She’ whispered something into his ear, his eyes glowing momentarily before they stopped and his ‘Queen’ left the two of them alone.
"Thank you for requesting my audience. My name is Psychedelic Dreams version 2.0, but you may call me Delic. What is it I can do for you this evening?"
The blonde seated across from him simply smiled and chuckled, knowing full well why he wan’t registering in the poor thing. Waving silently, he watched everything else in the room until the lady of the house deemed he’d be fine to leave there. What a way to make a contract, two-in-one deals were rare.
The amusement was still plain to see in his eyes as he painted his lips into a thin line. What the odd name, though it was certainly interesting. He liked it and slowly grinned.
"Delic, what a cute name. A cute name to fit a cute face, they certainly made you well. I don’t think you know who I am do you? Did your Queen tell you?" His voice was neither feminine nor masculine, making it hard to decipher for most but he was sure the android would figure it out soon.
Delic was still very confused, vibrant magenta eyes still seeming bright in the room. He didn't expect the person to talk in such a way and still couldn't figure out if they were male or female as of yet. Still, he deemed this person pretty because they reminded him of the 'Queen' in a few ways. He straighted up completely when they asked if he knew who they were. Honestly, he had no clue...
"Forgive me. The Queen hasn't mentioned you before...um and thank you. My Queen chose the name for me. I'm glad you like it as well."
