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Mutuals only, let’s start a faceclaim thread!
ni loi, ni pitié! ( no law, no mercy! )
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Hello there! I’m somewhat new to the JJBA fandom, but please like/reblog if you’re interested in interacting with an indie multi-muse JJBA RP blog! OC/Crossover friendly too, so come all!
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❝You must be here because of the ad I put out in the paper, yes?❞
Madame Red asked the rather handsome man that approached where she reclined for afternoon tea. The aristocrat gently sets down her drink of earl grey, resting her elbows onto the table in front of her. She then placed her chin in the palm of her gloved hands. Crimson-colored hues took care to look over the potential butler from head-to-toe.
❝What are your qualifications, darling? My last one was a complete FLOP, so I expect talent!~❞
surprise, fellow kids. I bet you thought you’d seen the last of redyearning
Looks like all her dresses have been dyed black!!! (they're actually just replicas but she don't need to know ;) ) -sybariite for april fool's!
APRIL FOOLS
❝WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BEAUTIFUL DRESSES?! THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY FOR THE FIEND WHO COMMITTED SUCH AN ACT OF EVIL!!!!❞
Happy April fools! It is time to prank my muse; go as simple, funny or even cruel as you want. You have permission to prank my muse however you wish, just for today.
Love blossoms in the strangest of places. RP with redyearning.
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Rebecca was supper giddy inside. Everything seemed to be going to plan. This would be the perfect moment for her father and Angelina to be together and maybe start dating. She still wasn’t too sure on how Angelina felt about her father but she felt optimistic about it.
“I don’t mind. It’s nice to get dad out from his small office. I’ll give him your contact info. I’m sure he will be happy to go.” Rebecca said with a bright smile painted across her face.
She took the paper that Angelina had written and placed the paper in her bag that was sitting next to her. She looked at the paper and finished up the last little bit she had left before taking a look at the time. It seemed that the day had gone past super fast. She needed to get back to base to meet her father for dinner. She started to pack her bag as she always did at the end of the day.
“I’ll see you tomorrow Dr. Durless.” Rebecca said after standing up.
She soon left and headed back to the UNSC base where she met her dad for dinner. Over dinner they talked about mundane things about how Rebecca’s day was, what’s going on for tomorrow, what 197 did that day. Soon Rebecca brings up the topic of Angelina’s soiree and how she’s looking for a date. The Spartan was about to say that he had paperwork and wouldn’t have time for it.
“You are always working dad it’s not healthy. You need to take some time to have fun.” Rebecca said. “Please just take one day off.”
“Alright I’ll see about going.” The Spartan said. Perhaps Rebecca was right. He did work a lot.
Soon when they finished dinner Rebecca and Spartan-197 walked off with 197 having the note. While he wasn’t a fan of fancy parties as he had been subjected to too many of them, he never had gone with anyone and so maybe this would be more interesting than the other ones. Angelina did seem to be an interesting person. He figured he would give it a try.
Taking a phone he called the number that Angelina had written.
“Hello Angelina? My daughter had given me the number you had left her and I would be interested in accompany you to this soiree.”
Angelina perked upon hearing her ringtone, eyes flickering over to her cell phone that was buried underneatha mountain of paperwork. She reached underneath her work and took hold of it, raising a brow upon seeing it’s an unknown number displayed on the screen. She answered it, nevertheless, by saying ‘hello’ and waited for the person on the other side to respond. A grin automatically made its way to her lips when recognizing the voice on the line. Even better? Spartan-197 has agreed potentially to going on a date! Wow, this was far easier than expected. She didn’t even have to be the one to ask him out!
❝Why, hello there! Yes, yes! I am so pleased to hear you are interested! A friend of mine is holding one at her place. It’s a casual event with friends and of course her family. It’ll have all that you can expect like food, dancing, chit-chat, and so on. I would be more than happy to swing by your place to pick you up and take you there. Just wear something nice and comfortable! Ah yes, the soiree is this weekend. Think you can make it?❞
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“It’s not very polite to eavesdrop.” the brunette hums aloud, right after Joseph has slipped around the corner and out of sight — leaving her by herself for the time being. “It’s even less so to hide and pretend you weren’t. It’s very, very rude.”
Ah, if she had known that they’d have an audience when conducting… business, she would’ve waited or moved. Nothing shouted guilty more than a body at one’s feet and an unbothered expression in the face of it. She wouldn’t have spoken so much, wouldn’t have let their unfortunate associate ramble and beg and give her useless information…
...but what’s done is done. She can’t change that.
“If you don’t come out now, my companion will be… more than a little cross with our eavesdropper — as will I.”
An annoyed sigh escaped past painted lips, a woman adorned in red soon revealing herself around the corner that was SUPPOSED to hide her presence. One hand rested against the good Madame’s hip as gloved fingers ran through crimson locks in tight motions.
Angelina would love to do nothing more than to reach within the sleeve of her blazer and take out her handy-dandy blood-stained knife to silence the one who caught her in the area. Of course, her main targets are women of the night. The one before her doesn’t appear to be her target audience. Not only that, but a ‘companion’ is near. Murdering the other wouldn’t be a fantastic idea for many reasons. Instead, the modern day ‘Jack the Ripper’ decides to play nice for the time being.
❝You have quiet the mess on your hands, darling. Killing in broad day light is RISKY.❞
Red, the colour of passion.
What are her thoughts on Dr. James Wilson?
.❝I like a gentleman! It seems he has a difficult time with romance too with how many divorces he’s gone through. I suppose it doesn’t help he can be a total pushover, the poor thing!❞
"Well, not many women wearing such bold colors around here, what makes you so special?" Szayel questions the woman outright without a hint of hesitation. He wasn't really one to talk though, his hair was a pastel pink! -sybariite
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❝Pft— KYAHAHA! Darling, you and I have the upmost ODD hair color. We already stick out like sore thumbs! It would be a complete waste not to adorn ourselves in God’s good gift of bold hues! It’s ever so liberating to be completely covered in CRIMSON red. I say, you really ought to give a pink outfit a try. Could do you wonders.❞
Angelina advised, hardly finding offense in the other’s statement. She has spent many, many years detesting the color she inherited from her father. After her once unrequited love complimented her years ago by comparing her to a certain flower, she decided to finally embrace it. Why back-track just because a stranger decided to speak out of turn?
What would be Angelina’s thoughts if she met Dr. Gregory House?
❝He’s sort of a jackass. At least his skills make up for his lack of personality.❞
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