S U D D E N

sud·den (ˈsədn) adjective 1. occurring or done quickly and unexpectedly or without warning. "a sudden bright flash" synonyms: unexpected, unforeseen, unanticipated, unlooked-for; { INDEPENDENT OC RP BLOG }

[saa-den-blog]

&& .  ill be moving later to a place with no stable   wifi (or not, but that’s just my wishful thinking) so i   won’t be online for a few days. happy advanced new   year everyone ^^

[inferiornost-blog]

    It annoyed him whenever it was crowded at the mall, annoyed him more      than anything else. Especially when he just wanted to grab something quickly      and leave right after – it wasn’t possible without bumping into ten people and      waiting in line for at least an hour.

     And of course, he once again bumped into someone.

          “You know, you could have looked where you            were walking…”

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‘ Now  she wasn’t really expecting someone to talk about being bumped into. She’s pretty used of the silent passes or the really quick apologies and rushing off (unless it was a drunk person looking for a fight). So when she was talked to, the girl could only briefly looked up to who it was-- and Fran is scared of eye contact on this one. Other than he seemed foreign, what the hell happened to his face?

He  looked like someone who had been wrestling bears or something.

“...Really  sorry...” she hurriedly apologized, almost sticking both words together.

[saa-den-blog]

                    ❝     ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ   ɪs   ᴀs   ғɪɴᴇ   ᴀs   ɪᴛ ɪs.     ❞

[soujiroexe]

【 ロード中（です） 】

     How could he explain something about being suddenly living in an actual game he played for the longest time then suddenly going back to this world in the suit and armor his avatar wore without looking crazy? “It’s a long crazy story, and I think you won’t believe it at first. But trust me, it all happened! I mean, why else would I be able to look like this? Even though this is so cool in real life!” He kind of felt sorry for the girl who had to experience trespassing in her own home. “Still, I’m really sorry! I didn’t mean to do this. The name is Soujiro Seta, by the way.” Yes, because revealing his name would definitely help.

【 セーブ中（です） 】

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‘ How  else he was able to look like that? What else could it be? “..You look like you’ve been cosplaying,”  and then, added, after a small pause, “...or something.” This girl keeps getting cautious every second, or slightly paranoid-- thinking this...this ‘Soujiro Seta’ might not be alone and had a few accomplices surrounding their house while he’s ‘keeping her distracted’. Or what she thought. She's already holding the broom on her left hand, and ready to strike whenever, but she doubt it would be of any help in her case right now.

Either way, looks like introducing himself won’t do anything to someone who already thinks he’s a criminal.

[soujiroexe]

【 ロード中（です） 】

     He knew there was something off about this place… and he realized it the moment when his eyes met with someone he was unfamiliar with. “Ah! I’m sorry!” he bowed over and over. “I thought this was my place. Lots of things happened and I think I’m disoriented and– I’m really sorry!” It was one of the perks of having your avatar from the VMMORPG you played as your body in real life.

【 セーブ中（です） 】

[saa-den-blog]

‘ Her  silence claimed no easy trust upon his words. Is he one of those weird crazy people who just barge into people’s houses? She had heard of those before, and she’s quite often warned about it, but he doesn’t seem to talk crazy. Just...not too convincing for her. And besides, even if he looked like in cosplay, he had heard of thieves wearing that while on modus operandi. So excuse as she moved her hand to get the broom.

        “How did you even get in if you thought          this is your place...          when it’s not?”

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     ______   a happy christmas from the muse and mun !

[saa-den-blog]

@soujiroexe  !!

“...” She’s not sure about this stranger in their house...but just in case, she’s ready to grab whatever is near to use for defense-- which is an old worn-out broom, and probably would help even just a little.

[saa-den-blog]

&& .  like for a starter?

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‘ ....She can hear carols outside...

             “ But it’s  December twelve--- ” 

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"I lied."

Send my muse one of the following

“..T-Then… which one is it..?” 

[gammaslamma]

Send my muse one of the following

[roleplayermemes]

“Who did this to you?” “I’m ashamed of you.” “I hate you.” “You disgust me.” “I love you.” “Don’t go, please!” “Just leave already.” “I don’t care about you.” “I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many dogs at once…” “I don’t love you.” “I lied.” “You’re pathetic.“  “You need to sleep sometime.“  "Come on, just hit me!"  "Leave me alone!” “Don’t touch me.” “I wish I’d never met you.” “You’re adorable.” “Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?” “Mind if I sleep here tonight?” “You’re beautiful.”

[green-paladin]

      Did she just ask him if the cat was cute? A slow smile played onto Ko’s face. Almost eagerly, he nodded in agreement.

“Y-yeah! It’s pretty cute.”

      Feeling much happier, he went back to moving his hand over the creature’s back, a question popping into his mind. This cat almost looked a bit bedraggled, the way that pet cats shouldn’t look at the care of their owner.

“I wonder if this cat’s a stray, then?”

      As he was moving his hand to scratch the kitty’s head, he inspected its neck for a collar. Ko blinked upon finding nothing. Maybe its owners, if there were any, just weren’t the type to tag their pets?

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❝ ... I  don’t really know...” Why is he asking though? Not like the cat seemed to be in trouble. Silent, Francisca watched him continue to give the feline the attention. He was really checking if it’s owned by someone. But to no luck. Even without the collar, no one can really tell if it’s really owned or not.

It’s  not really a rule to put a collar on your, ahem, cats, outside. 

Fran  often had an impression they’re free to do what they like than dogs.

But  while minding the cat and the stranger, the skies were getting even darker. The brunette glanced up, squinting. Not gonna rain soon, huh? Nothing is dropping down yet so far...

[chiibiyahasmoved-deactivated201]

Don’t think I won’t send everyone who reblogs that ph meme something…

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&& . for one moment i thought you meant ph as philippines until i saw elliot ahahahaha *crei*

[inaccurateastrology]

The “I’m hurting but I won’t admit it” squad

Capricorn, Aquarius, Leo, Scorpio, Sagittarius 

[iamdencio]

Rice Terraces by Dennis Natividad · 365 Project

Rice Terraces by Dennis Natividad · 365 Project Rice Terraces in Kayapa, Nueva Vizcaya The Rice Terraces in the Philippines is an outstanding example of an evolved, living cultural landscape that can be traced as far back as two millennia ago in the pre-colonial Philippines. (Text from

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       ❝ ...TSARlazar  Slytherin. ❞ ‘ Dang random puns in your head    before heading off to sleep.

[unxtedstxtes-deactivated2020033]

      A major sigh of relief grew evident onto his expression, the moment he had been invited inside. Although he was aware of the hesitance that befell his gracious host, he nonetheless decided to remain oblivious to her discomfort. After all, he was a stranger— a foreigner, there really was nothing he can do to ease that comfort other than to get what he need and go. Of course he wasn’t so much as an ingrate to leave without some sort of repayment but that would be his problem later on.  ❝Salamat…!❞

Another grin had easily formed onto the corner of his lips. His footsteps pacing forward before his orbs spotted the connected telephone line. Nodding in acknowledge he would reach onto that device, and for a moment he would attempt to remember the number of the American embassy. A mere twitch grew onto the back of his head, irritation finally getting to him as he clutched onto the device. Glancing back over to the hostess, he wondered if she possibly knew the number of the embassy– or more specifically carried a device that did. ❝… Now that I think of it, I don’t even know what number to call.❞

A confession soon followed, his tone soft as he gestured a mere shrug for an added emphasis. Since he was only suppose to stay here for a few days he never actually bothered trying to remember his contacts here, go figure. ❝Eh… Hinde naman, ayaw niya sa akin.❞

True story, although it was a lot more complicated then it sounded. A lot mainly having to do with the history that occurred between them, and frankly it really could not be helped. Still, he did sorta expected to receive better treatment since they were allies in this century forth.

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‘ She  sure followed him around where he went after she had to close the door behind them. Not that she’s being overly cautious, but what else can she do now? Wait ‘til it’s over, she’d suppose, so the guy could finally get his aid and leave. And hopefully nothing worse would ever happen from trying to help out a person in need. Because sometimes hospitality sure does bring danger to people who carelessly showed it, and pray that Fran won’t be one.

❝ Ay--”  The girl tried not to laugh, but just visibly smiled in the slightest after, of course, stunned that the other lost the number to contact.

                           Ba’t di niyo po alam, jusko...

Francisca  pondered for a short while, thinking of other solutions to his problem. And she immediately offered, once the thought kicked in, “Siguro i-check po natin sa internet? Meron po ba dun?” Since like....she hardly knows if that info is available anywhere in the web. And no, suddenly, probably calling either of her relatives to help her on this would be her last resort, if anything. Plus, Fran decided not to ask any further about this “companion” of his, since by “ayaw niya sa akin” sounds like something so shouldn’t ask any more further. Although she is curious why is he with someone that doesn’t like him, and got left behind, that is. Was he being made fun out of? Is he a victim or a prisoner of something that just got off the track? ....--Geez, Fran. You assume way too much.