Chronic Liar

A smile can mean: A thousand things; A million emotions. Never trust a word. I'm a world class liar. OC Affiliated with Charisma. (Will RP w/ anyone)

[dreamstating]

☂ » Of course, that didn’t faze her in the slightest in regards to the cookie. ” ..No thank you. ” She couldn’t bring herself to speak any form of insulting words as she had no reason to. She knew if she was hungry, she should go get food. That’s only if you wanted food.

[s-accularius]

Beau finished his cookie without feeling a shred of guilt. "Well then, you're going to have to starve. It was nice knowing you, miss~" Though he should have done the nice thing and offered her food. Then again Beau wouldn't know what nice meant even if it bit him in the butt. 

[s-accularius]

"Should I join a club or should I go take a two hour nap and skip my classes? Decisions, decisions~"

[greencoloredkindness]

Pow! Right out of left field came a random individual engrossed in his phone! Seto had his head up in the clouds, so he admittingly wasn’t aware of his presence,..but the clatter of the phone hitting the ground followed by the sudden apology was enough to bring the daydreamer back to Earth. In fact, the only one on the losing end seemed to be the other student. Poor guy. Not wanting to make him feel any worse, Seto kneeled down to pick up the device and returned it along with one of his smiles. He portrayed his emotions as “all was well”.

"Haha, don’t worry about it. No harm done!"  He had no idea this was an act…he was more concerned about the individual to be any form of perceptive! “But what about you? Are you alright? Oh and here- this is  your cell, right?. It’s not scratched I hope? These things can get pretty expensive!”

[s-accularius]

"That's good. For a second there I was really worried!" Beau scratched at his nose, a fake and sheepish smile painted on his lips. Now where to go with his act was the question. He could feign injury, or he could go about his business. His skill would be tested here. How quick on the fly can he manipulate the situation with a few simple words? 

Beau happily took the cell phone, examining it for any damages. "It looks to be alright. Good thing, too. I just got this phone yesterday--Ow!" the brunet clutched at his chest, wincing in fabricated pain. "I... I think... I did get a little hurt after our collision. My chest is starting to... tighten up."

[mussel-boy]

[therabbitreferee-blog-blog]

"THIS ISN’T A JOKE LITERALLY YOU LOOK AT NAKED FEMALES WHEN YOU HAVE PERMISSION, NOT WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE IT." She growled the words at the poor pervert, and prayed to the gods to please keep him from biblical quotes.  She had been a victim of this ever since Izayaoi had come, and gods know who else, and she would save the young girls who he was peeking on.

[s-accularius]

"DO YOU HAVE ANY ACTUAL PROOF THAT I WAS WATCHING THE CRITICALLY ACCLAIMED WOMEN'S LOCKER ROOM SCENE? HOW DARE YOU PROVE ME GUILTY WITHOUT EVEN HEARING MY SIDE OF THE STORY!" Beau. Beau stop. You are so guilty it's not even funny. Just accept your fate. Accept your fate for being a fucking pervert. 

[dreamstating]

A low grumble of the stomach proved the under-fed girl was wanting food. Or rather, her stomach was. She herself wasn’t wanting food.

" … "

[s-accularius]

Casually noms on a cookie. "Your stomach's rumblin' girlfriend. You might wanna stop by the cafe and grab a bite." Continues to eat his cookie without even offering her a piece. 

[babyfacedsensei]

And there is was. Really, he knew it was going to be brought up eventually, but not this soon. “I May not look it, but I’m thirty. That’s a perfectly fine age for a teacher.”

[s-accularius]

"Whoops. Did I hit a sore spot? Sorry, Sensei! It'll never happen again~!" Beau was lying, of course. He'd probably do it twenty more times before the semester was over. "I'm Beau, by the way. Soon to be your new, favorite student~"

[pinkballoftreble-archive]

"You’re welcome~Beau or Finny…Uuuu…" Tapping a finger to his chin, he thought about which name to call his new friend. "Hmm…Psyche will call Beau Beau-kun." Nod nod. He was really happy to make a new friend. They seemed really nice! Keyword seemed. "Beau-kun can call Psyche anything as long as it’s not something mean." He liked nicknames so he wouldn’t mind having one. As long as it wasn’t derogatory.

[s-accularius]

"No way would I ever call you anything mean, Psyche." But now he had to think of a nickname. Something... witty. Something... fresh! If he was going to be this kid's best friend for a while he might as well do him the favor and bestow him a heavenly nickname. "Hmmm... I think I'll call you just Psy for now. And if I get bored with that name I'll switch it up. Psy's a cute nickname, right?"

[casual-lolita-and-violins-deact]

"Oh I wasn’t hoping for anything. But I imagine there’s something you want to feel and I don’t think you’ll be feeling it once everyone in school knows you were peeking in the girl’s locker room.”

[s-accularius]

"If you're telling me I'll never be able to experience the feeling of a stuffed belly full of food, then I'm pretty sure you have no control over whether or not I get fed."

[pinkballoftreble-archive]

"Best friends? Hooray! Psyche wants to know Stranger’s name~" He’s so naive and innocent so he’ll believe a lot. "Oh! Psyche almost forgot—" Now he’s offering out the strawberry cake and assorted cookies. Just like he said he would.

[s-accularius]

Beau happily accepted the cake and cookies. Fuck yeah. Maybe he should do this nice thing more often. Naaaah. He'd save it for the fake personas. "Thanks so much, Psyche! You're the best. Name's Beau by the way, but sometimes I go by Finny so call me whatever floats your boat~"

[casual-lolita-and-violins-deact]

"Oh really? That’s interesting considering I was hardly even able to feel anything.  Must be pretty small."

[s-accularius]

"I'm not sure how much you're hoping to feel through a thick layer of jeans, sunshine."

[s-accularius]

@Finny_Winny

@Finny_Winny: Party @ the Girl's Locker Room. Boys, bring your binoculars and swim suits--it's gonna be a wet one.

[pinkballoftreble-archive]

"So stranger will be Psyche’s friend, right? No food unless stranger is Psyche’s friend~"

[s-accularius]

"But of course~ We'll be best friends forever, I promise." Too bad Beau's a big fat liar. 

[therabbitreferee-blog-blog]

"BLACK RABBIT WILL CRUSH YOU." Tackles him.  If only he knew her bras were silken, obviously.  And he was really..really tone deaf. 

[s-accularius]

OOF goes the poor Beau, tackled simply for his love of the female body. "WOE IS ME! A MAN AMONG BOYS WHO CANNOT ENJOY THE SWEET SIGHT OF GOD'S GIFT TO THE WORLD--FEMALES!" Beau heaved a giant sob and wailed, seemingly hurt with how unfair the world was. 

[inbun-blog]

"Fine. Then a dirty, nasty pervert who ought to be beaten up by raccoons and then murdered in a hole. Better?"

[s-accularius]

"Do you suffer from lack of affection at home? That was very detailed and incredibly violent of you, Pinky~"

[casual-lolita-and-violins-deact]

Casually punches him in the dick.

"It is, isn’t it?"

[s-accularius]

Seemingly unfazed though on the inside he is dying. 

"You do know I have balls made of steel, don't you?"

[thehuntressofthenight-deactivat]

The day had been going pretty well until Artemisa finished her swimming class and came out of the locker room to found a damn pervert.

"Let me guess, you were peeking. Right?" She asked slowly, with a glare.

[s-accularius]

"Me? Peeking?" Beau gasped, raising his hands to his face with shock clearly etched into his features. "Why I would never peek. That's so beneath me! I had no idea anyone was changing in there." Beau's chronic lying would one day get him very, very screwed.