A Nothing Place

HALT. COME NO CLOSER, IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE. My name is Tanaka Gundam, better known as The Ascendent Ruler of Ice! State your business here, or begone from my sight, I haven't any time to deal with pathetic beings such as yourself. (RP Blog for Tanaka Gundam from Super Dangan Ronpa 2.)

[rodentboy]

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[rodentboy]

[ 70 followers uuuu =v= thank you.

Gonna go to bed now though it's almost 3am ]

[onnedhiel]

Lets play 20 questions, the first 20 asks I get send I will answer, no matter how personal, creepy or sexual

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    My real question is, why am I still single?

[rodentboy]

"...Arrogance can be an unattractive quality, even in the members of the animal kingdom. It is one quality that can be even less attractive when dealing with a race of beings who rely on verbal communication and social interaction in order to become attracted to one another."

[rodentboy]

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The small hacker was able to notice he was being stared at rather quickly. He narrowed his eyes for a second before smiling at the male. He recognized him, Gundam Tanaka the Animal Breeder. His odd appearance had stuck out quite a bit when Chihiro was looking through the student files.

Not that he’d admit it, but the sudden speaking from the other almost scared him. He tried his best to ignore the comment on height, even if it made him want to stab the male. 

"The ‘gods’ should be wary of me. Hehe~. My name is Chihiro Fujisaki. You don’t need to waste time telling me who are, I already know. Gun-dam~."

[rodentboy]

It was hard enough to tell this individual's gender, but when they started speaking like they knew the Self-Proclaimed Dark Lord, it was even more confusing. His eyes pinch together, peering down at the other with all of the caution of any good paranoid individual. He'd never met any 'Chihiro Fujisaki', then how in the name did the short individual know his--

"...You have knowledge of my name, which means you must have knowledge of who I am. What I am capable of. Where I come from and what I represent. And yet you stand before me with an expression that suggests you are not afraid."

That had to be the only explanation.

The other must have heard of the breeder's worldly accomplishments. How else would he know of him?

[rodentboy]

[ can I actually ask what’s up with all the URLs with tx and stuff in them lately ]

[anomalxs]

the ‘x’ replaces a vowel and gives you an otherwise taken url :oo

[rodentboy]

[ thaNK I was so confused now I see the light ]

[rodentboy]

[ can I actually ask what's up with all the URLs with tx and stuff in them lately ]

[rodentboy]

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There was something about the short girl that reminded him all too strongly of a certain Ultimate Gamer Girl. The posture, the expression, or maybe it was the softness to her voice that pinged that recognition, but honestly, the animal breeder couldn't put his thumb on it. His eyes were gazing down at the short little thing almost critically, peering down with a glare that could only be described as 'piercing'. 

His gaze was becoming increasingly unnerving, and it was then that he decided he should speak up, even if it was a hassle, before he started to come across as jarring. "...Name thyself, O Short-statured One," His voice rumbles from his chest, fingers of his right hand gripping the wrist of his left. 

"An uncertain being like you... you make the gods weary."

[rodentboy]

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[shsl-little-pet-trainer]

She quickly lifts her head to look at the other. At that moment, two hamsters had crawled out of her jacket collar and were currently sitting on her shoulders, looking at the scarfed man before them with curiosity. “Well, I suppose so…The two gentlemen sitting on my shoulders go by the names Anubis and Ra. So you could say that, yes.” She nonchalantly pulls a baby carrot from her pocket, snapping it in half and handing a piece to each of the hamsters. She pulls out another carrot and repeats this, the carrot halves resting in her palms. “And these two are Horus and Osiris.” As if on command, two more hamsters crawl down her sleeves and into her hands, picking up the carrots and nibbling them.

[rodentboy]

Four hamsters

Four hamsters jUST LIKE HIS OWN this was so strange, how could someone so puny and so very weak in aura control enough astral energy to control four gods much like himself?? IMPOSSIBLE. There had to be some sort of trick here, he knew it! Little red glowing eyes peer out from his scarf, and it's clear that his own rodents are thinking the same thing:

Uncertainty.

"Named after the very gods themselves, are they? Surely these familiars of yours are not TRULY the gods of Egypt that they sound." There's no way this little lady could control Ra, the God of the Sun, Osiris, the God of the Dead, Anubis, the God of Judgement, and Horus, son of Osiris and Isis?!

No, there was just no way.

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Ibuki couldn’t help but laugh as she felt the hamster jump on her. It was ticklish how they ran about on her. She felt one nibble on her neck, and couldn’t help but let out a little squeal. She gently moved the Dark God from her shoulder and held him in her hand, a big grin on Ibuki’s face. Of course, she was totally ignoring Gundam.

"Sososososososoooo cuuuuute!!!" Ibuki began talking to the hamster, introuducing herself to it, asking it how its day was, and other random stuff like that. Her eyes gleamed as she looked at the furry creature — she swear she could feel heart melt like a chocolate bar left out in the summer sun.

[rodentboy]

His arms cross nearly adamantly across his chest as he's suddenly IGNORED, the servant of the gods himself pushed away for the attention of a far more entertaining being. Of course, he's not surprised that others showed more interest in the Four Dark Gods--they were beings of immesurable power in such tiny forms, after all--but, all the same--

No, it was fine like this, wasn't it. At the very least, he was in the company of another person, instead of being alone. That was good enough for him.

Cham-P nuzzles into the side of one of Ibuki's finger, as if searching out something to eat, or perhaps just plain begging for food.

"...If you are quite finished, O Songful One. I would have Red Steel Elephant returned to me. If he becomes to agitated, surely one of your digits will be sacrificed."

[himedxre-archive-blog]

    ♔ Ah, Sir Gundam! You gave me quite a shock! Please, forgive my reaction. The changing seasons always seems to make my mind wander.

    || ♔ || { She never minded his cold expressions or his defensive stances. In fact, it was more that those reactions intrigued her. It was uncommon for people to react as such around her; having someone like Gundam around provided entertainment. }

    ♔ I am sure it is nothing to be nervous over. There is much work to be done and as usual, never enough time to finish it all. It is one of the downfalls of my work.

[rodentboy]

Her shocked reaction didn't come as a surprise to him, the princess wasn't always solid, and jumping after being jarred by another's voice? Not so strange. He merely nods his head once, his head tilted up in that nearly regal, better-than-thou fashion that he always upheld. 

"Forgiven, of course, Lady of Darkness. The human body, in all it's imperfections, is susceptible to far too many a plethora of things. The mind, as imperfect as it is, simply cannot always be reigned in by even the strongest of beings."

His fingers pull his scarf up just another inch, his eyes watching her carefully, just for a moment before they wander, again. "Perhaps you should take time off. Overworking... even the Dark Gods of Destruction need a time of rest."

[rodentboy]

[ just a PSA that this is a side blog. If I follow you back it'll be on ask-tanaka-gundam but this here is my RP blog.

If you want to tag me for a starter, please use the asktanakagundam tag! ]

[himedxre-archive-blog]

    ♔ I’ve been feeling quite sluggish recently. Perhaps I am catching another cold…

[rodentboy]

"A cold? Such things are dangerous, even in the body of someone who has been granted powers over Darkness." 

He eyes the woman with a slightly concerned expression, but his shoulders hunch, trying to hide the expression, keeping his usual cold, dark gaze that would look anything but friendly.

"Perhaps bed rest and something healthy in which to consume would do your body well, My Lady."

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Ibuki completely ignored his remark about how useless her concern was, and got closer to the Dark Gods. She looked at them, making a funny face. They.. were cute. Cute but deadly. 

"Hey hey heeeey, can Ibuki hold one?! Ibuki promises that she’ll be careful!!"

[rodentboy]

Whoa jeez

She approached faster than he expected, and it was an immediate reaction to lean back, his fingers gripping the edge of his scarf. That was close. He'd almost brushed his hand against her shoulder as she approached--

"Do you not fear the gods, asking to hold one so nilly-willy--do you really wish death--?"

As he warns her, of course, the Hamster makes a liar of him, leaping the short distance between his wrist and the girls' shoulder, landing on white material and scurrying up near her neck.

[rodentboy]

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[shsl-little-pet-trainer]

The small girl lets out a quiet squeak at the venom in his voice, but keeps her own voice steady and smooth as ever. “Odayakana Shifuku, Super High School Level Pet Trainer. Please forgive me, I hadn’t realized I was intruding the personal space of someone so important.” She clasps her hands in front of her, ice blue eyes cast downward.

[rodentboy]

'Pet' trainer. A 'Pet' trainer, was it? He could hear it, the chattering of the four gods against his form as she spoke, words that suggested she, too, could control the will of gods just like he. Did such a person exist? How strange. He'd have to test her, just to see if she spoke in truths or fallacies. 

"Pet trainer, you say?" he asks, his voice careful, that venom still seeped into every word, every syllable, bright ivory teeth peering out from pale, smirking lips. "Are you one that can control the very will of the gods themselves? Do you actually think yourself a being poweful enough to train even the strongest familiars on this mortal plane?"

It's a mere moment before one of those hamsters peeking out from under his scarf, looking at the girl nearly critically. "Lift your head, and answer me. Perhaps I shall forgive your indiscretion."

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Ibuki approached her shoes with caution. Carefully, she slid them on, making sure the laces were tight. She gave a nod to Gundam, and began to walk. Slow, steady steps. It was now or never. After a minute of walking, she stopped, her eyes beaming with excitement. She felt a sudden sense of joy and pride — she had scared the beast.

"Gundam-chan, Gundam-chan — !! Ibuki can walk perfectly fine!!! It’s gone!!! We did it!!!!"

"Oh, are the Dark Gods okay?! Gundam-chan said they were dazed..!!"

[rodentboy]

It was hard to argue, what with how the girl was walking... surely she had somehow managed to chase the beast away. Whatever was possessing her shoes was gone, and hopefully, for good. Having creatures like that around... did not bode well for the human race.

"How impressive, O Songful One, you have managed to exorcise the demon what had been plaguing the very shoes you step upon. REJOICE! For such powers are not something that are possessed by mere mortals. Such powers, of course, you will have to learn how to--"

His speech was cut off as she mentioned the Dark Gods, his fingers reaching up to slip about the round form of Cham-P, the Hamster's shaking having finally died down.

"Fear not. The Gods are a mighty kind who recover quick from even the most powerful of magics. But ah, Red Steel Elephant thanks you for your concern, even as useless as it is."

[rodentboy]

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A haughty glare is the first thing he'll give in return to the approach of any before him, a slightly snakelike, smirking grin moving over his face as he straightens. His head tilted up as he stares down any before him as if they have no right even standing close to him, his arms folding grandly upon his chest.

"Come no closer," a growling, low voice demands, the sentence less a request and more a demand--no, a warning against any such foolish action. "Name thyself, or I shall find reason to tear you asunder for approaching a man chosen by the Gods themselves so recklessly."