Call Me Brilliant~

Affiliated Szayel Aporro RP blog Relationship Status: Single Tracking Tag: sadisticallydivine "Aahh~ I see yet another subject has so willingly admitted themself into my domain. Welcome, guest, to my palace, my home... my /body/. You are free to roam about as you wish, but tread with exceeding caution... or you just might find yourself on the receiving end of one of my experiments~."

[sadistically-divine]

Old doctors never die they just lose their patience.

"Do not play games with me, grey-face.  Psychological play will only result in humiliation on your part.  If you wish to call me 'mad' then simply call me 'mad'~"

[sadistically-divine]

A Reunion of Old Friends ... Not Really

[quincy-archer]

 A break. A five hour session of studying within his silent, empty room left the Quincy exhausted and slightly bored. Some sort of relaxation period was required. A walk. To clear his mind and give himself some peace he had decided on a stroll through a nearby park. Fine an appropriate seat for himself he breathed in the fresh air and people watched for a short time before losing himself within a book.

 Uryū had become so deeply involved with the words printed across the page that little attention was given to the man closing in on him. He began to feel the figure sliding closer to him and gave no instant reaction. Blue irises still scanned over the pages of the novel, but he was now aware that someone was within his personal space. It had been so long since he felt the reiatsu he initially did not recognize. It was only until that exceedingly familiar voice chimed behind him did something click inside the boy’s mind.

   I-It couldn’t be… not here.

 As the boy feared the stranger that came into view as he slowly turned was very, very familiar. It was strange, outrageous even; a pink-haired man who had once been his enemy and, to his knowledge, presumably defeated now stood before him grinning. His legs moved quickly as he rose from his seat and twisted to completely face him.

     ❝ Szayel… What the hell are you doing here? ❞ The words hung heavy in the air. It was an instinctual question, yet without anything more to say he left it at that hoping for an actual answer from the scientist. 

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     The exaggerated response had been more than expected and Szayel held his still-framed posture as the ravenette whirled around to his feet to face him; only his eyes moved to follow Ishida's movements.

     There was a tense, drawn-out pause as the madman stood, frozen over the spot where Ishida had previously been seated before, finally, as though time had only had him briefly frozen, assuming a straightened posture once again.  His left hand slipped up against the side of his own face to cup his pale cheek, fingertips tucking neatly under the length of the side of his white glasses as the other hand slipped under his elbow-- a gesture that feigned a sort of innocent pity.

    "Rash, rash, rash," he said with a small 'tsk' and a shake of his head, "not even a full minute and you've already lost your cool, Ishida Uryū"  His words were the equivalent of frozen snake's venom, the amber glint in his narrowed eyes matching the hiss of his voice.

[sadistically-divine]

A Reunion of Old Friends ... Not Really // @ quincy-archer

     Szayel wasn't much a fan for the winter months...  So many living, breathing things stuck, frozen in time, beneath the layers of ice and snow.  Albeit, it wasn't a poetic sympathetic view on the world-- rather he found himself comparing this momentarily dead world to that of potential experiments being stuck to wait in a freezer that had no intention of thawing anytime soon.

     A disheartened sigh found its way out of the pinkette's mouth as he ran delicate fingertips over the outcropping stems of what was once a blossoming rose bush.  Fingers played and danced along the sharp thorns before gingerly plucking one of them off of the dry brown mother plant.  Szayel turned it between his feminine nails, observing it with no real interest, several times before something much more... peculiar caught his attention.

     Amber eyes widened, the noon sun sparking a momentary glisten along the golden pools.

     That reiatsu.

     It was unmistakable...

     A grin lit up the male's face before he turned, pivoting on his right heel, and started towards the source of the familiar sensation.

     The walk was a brief one, whether because the distance was simply that short or because his steps were quickened, filled by an enthusiastic energy, was left for question.  Regardless, his assumption did not prove in vain as a raven-haired male caught his vision.

     Ishida Uryū ...

     Szayel wasted no time in closing the gap between himself and the back of the other where he sat relaxed on a bench (reading something?).  A closed lipped grin manifested on the pinkette's face before he leaned down, trailing the rose thorn, still in his fingertips, along the back of the bench with a long, sharp scraping sound.  Szayel's pink hair almost touched Uryū's shoulder with how closely the male was leaning over him.

     "My, my, my, finally a familiar face~" he groaned out as though with sudden relief at seeing an old friend.

[sadistically-divine]

((Would anyone like to plot with Szayel? The scientist needs more interactions please~ ^^))

[sadistically-divine]

((So Szay needs more threads~ Would anyone like to plot?))

[sadistically-divine]

Intrigue Me If You Will// Ran and Szayel

[neechan-ran]

"It’s gotten very quiet around here again…"

That was the thought floating through Ran Mouri’s mind as she made her way back to her apartment from another day at Spica Academy. Despite the suddenly influx of new (and sometimes weird) residents to Bunkyo, it had remained relatively quiet. Not even Claire’s ‘associates’ had been making much noise as of late. While Ran was glad of the peace, admittedly she missed the drama a little.

'Maybe I'm still too used to how it used to be in Beika, with Conan-kun…' she mused, biting her lip a little. Even with three of Japan’s greatest detectives in residence, there was little criminal activity. In fact, her father spent most of his working hours outside of Bunkyo, due to the lack of work.

Sighing softly, Ran bushed a bang out of her eyes. 'Can something interesting happen soon? Nothing like a murder or anything. Just something…exciting…'

Looking up in the midst of her thoughts, her’s eyes widened slightly as she caught sight of a pink-haired individual sprawled on a nearby bench. At first glance, Ran would have thought said individual was a woman, but a second look revealed the presence of an Adam’s apple and the confirmation that the person was, in fact, a man. A man that looked thoroughly fed up. Concern over-riding curiosity, Ran approched the man, with a slightly worried expression on her face.

"Are you alright…?"

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     The reclined figure of the male remained lax as the curious woman approached.  He hadn't sensed her approach due to his mind having traveled elsewhere by now, accompanied by the minuscule amount of spiritual pressure she was giving off; it was quite easy to overlook given the conditions.  However, even as the stranger spoke, Szayel did not break his apparently careless demeanor, not even bothering to address the girl (much less even look at her) for several long seconds after she'd already voiced her concern.

     Perhaps the time he'd given her in his moment of silence was an opening to let him be, however she remained looming over him like a curious buzzard.

     ...Her mistake.

     Both eyes lazily shifted open, immediately studying the female that gazed half in awe and half in excitement at him.  Just because he was bored didn't mean he was open to dealing with minor annoyances such as this gnat...  She was just a regular human female; there was nothing of significance for him to study or even play with for that matter, and he definitely did not feel like wasting any experimental supplies on any specimen deemed any level below perfect-- especially considering said supplies were limited.  He had been kicked out of Las Noches after all, thus losing access to the lab that had been bestowed upon him by Lord Aizen.

     "... Alright?" he mimicked lazily, drawled words slipping past his lips as they took their sweet time with each syllable.  Slowly, he sat up, spindly limbs resting over equally spindly legs.  A few locks of pink hair fell against his cheeks and he took another pause to tuck them behind his ear neatly once more.  "Such sweet concern, and offered by a stranger no less.  And yet, as sweet as it may be, it is tainted with the bitterness of ignorance.  One such as yourself should not linger so close to a basilisk's hole and ask if it is okay for fear that you may fall victim to the poison that is its breath or the veil of death within its eyes~"

     His words were sweet-- smooth and flowing from his lips like water... but were laced with warning of much intended malice.

     "You could find yourself in a... less than fortunate predicament, mi querida~" The last word held a level of sarcasm to it.  Indeed, the girl had instantly portrayed herself as 'a sweetheart' due to her immediate concern for a stranger, albeit it would be that very trait that could easily put her in the position where whether or not she was alright would be in question.

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((look who finally came back to do replies!! Sorry guys. work and school got the better of me! ;A; I still have one more reply to do and I'll try to get it done tomorrow or the next day, promise~!))

[sadistically-divine]

Intrigue Me If You Will// ferox--panthera

[ferox--panthera]

          He’d felt the spiritual pressure the moment it arrived, naturally. Just because he’d been stuck in this disgusting false body for longer than he cared to think about didn’t mean his senses had dulled. Unfortunately, it was unavoidable that they’d been dulled, quite dramatically at that. But luckily the trapped Espada still found himself able to utilize his pesquisa on a closer scale.

So, the Octava decided ta show his ugly mug,eh?

          When on a normal basis, Grimmjow would have avoided the male entirely, his current position made for a very, for lack of a better word— desperate time. He needed to get out of this meat sack. In fact, the Sexta could feel himself growing more and more attached to the hunk of false flesh as the days progressed and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t make him exceptionally unnerved. He couldn’t get stuck in this shit forever he just couldn’t. 

          Knowing Szayel, he had to be able to do something about this. Hell the guy’d had an elaborate fucking laboratory back in Hueco Mundo— and who the hell knew what he did in it. Regardless of their current standing, the other was still two ranks beneath him and as such he could easily be considered a subordinate. Which means if he wanted to keep his pretty little face in tact— he’d cooperate.

          Coming around the corner and entering one of the classrooms that had long since been dismissed, cerulean hues made contact with a head of absurdly pink hair. Then again, who was he to talk about absurd hair colors? That being irrelevant, he stalked forward, wordlessly kicking the desk out from under the male’s elbow with his hands still shoved deep into his pockets.

“Oi. The fuck’re you doin’ here?” 

[sadistically-divine]

     Szayel had picked up on Grimmjow's familiar reiatsu moments (though just barely) before he all but pleasantly greeted him...  His posture remained steadfast even as the desk tumbled out from beneath his arms.  Elbows sat firmly in place as though they were now held up by some visible force that had immediately replaced the desk in its sudden absence, and hands remained folded neatly beneath the curve of the pinkette's jaw.  Golden hues slipped into view as his lids slid open in a smooth, placid movement, his ever-present smirk appearing in the process.

     "Well, well, well... what a sight for sore eyes~"  Each word was practically drenched in sarcasm.  In all honesty, he'd thought he'd gotten away from these blotches he'd had the displeasure to deem 'acquaintances' in his past...  However, there was one peculiar thing to take note off-- perhaps peculiar enough to be considered interesting.

     Finally, his frozen statue-like frame relaxed and sat upright again in a movement that almost seemed snake-like in how smooth it was compared to how rigid it was prior.  "My, Grimmjow," his analytic gaze fixated on the pantera, "I almost didn't sense your approach~  Is something wrong?  Why, if I may make an observation," he took a moment's pause to adjust his glasses before continuing, "your spiritual pressure is weakening-- enough so that I doubt you'd even be counted as one of the ten Espada any longer... much less the position of sixth."

[sadistically-divine]

Hey look, actual "unique" questions

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?

3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

5: Do you like to use post-it notes?

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?

8: Do you have freckles?

9: Do you always smile for pictures?

10: What is your biggest pet peeve?

11: Do you ever count your steps when you walk?

12: Have you ever peed in the woods?

13: What about pooped in the woods?

14: Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing?

15: Do you chew your pens and pencils?

16: How many people have you slept with this week?

17: What size is your bed?

18: What is your Song of the week?

19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink?

20: Do you still watch cartoons?

21: Whats your least favorite movie?

22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?

23: If you're a girl, bra size? If you're a guy, pants size?

24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in?

25: What is your favorite food?

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love?

27: Last person you kissed/kissed you?

28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?

29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

31: Can you change the oil on a car?

32: Ever gotten a speeding ticket?

33: Ever ran out of gas?

34: Favorite kind of sandwich?

35: Best thing to eat for breakfast?

36: What is your usual bedtime?

37: Are you lazy?

38: When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween?

39: What is your Chinese astrological sign?

40: Are you horny?

41: Do you have any magazine subscriptions?

42: Which are better legos or lincoln logs?

43: Are you stubborn?

44: Who is better...Leno or Letterman?

45: Ever watch soap operas?

46: Are you afraid of heights?

47: Do you sing in the car?

48: Do you sing in the shower?

49: Do you dance in the car?

50: Ever used a gun?

51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

52: Do you think musicals are cheesy?

53: Is Christmas stressful?

54: Ever eat a pierogi?

55: Favorite type of fruit pie?

56: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

57: Do you believe in ghosts?

58: Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

59: Take a vitamin daily?

60: Wear slippers?

61: Wear a bath robe?

62: What do you wear to bed?

63: First concert?

64: Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

65: Nike or Adidas?

66: Cheetos Or Fritos?

67: Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

68: Ever hear of the group Tres Bien?

69: Ever take dance lessons?

70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

71: Can you curl your tongue?

72: Ever won a spelling bee?

73: Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

74: Own any record albums?

75: Own a record player?

76: Regularly burn incense?

77: Ever been in love?

78: Who would you like to see in concert?

79: What was the last concert you saw?

80: Hot tea or cold tea?

81: Tea or coffee?

82: Sugar or snickerdoodles?

83: Can you swim well?

84: Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

85: Are you patient?

86: DJ or band, at a wedding?

87: Ever won a contest?

88: Ever have plastic surgery?

89: Which are better black or green olives?

90: Can you knit or crochet?

91: Best room for a fireplace?

92: Do you want to get married?

93: If married, how long have you been married?

94: Who was your HS crush?

95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?

96: Do you have kids?

97: Do you want kids?

98: Whats your favorite color?

99: Do you miss anyone right now?

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Usually don't do these, but sure! <3

The Fool: Tell an embarrassing story.

The Magician: Do you have a special talent?

The High Priestess: Are you good at keeping secrets?

The Empress: What do you desire most?

The Emperor: Do you have any family traditions?

The Hierophant: What is/was your favourite school subject?

The Lovers: What qualities would your ideal partner have?

The Chariot: Have you ever had to fight for something?

Strength: What gives you strength?

The Hermit: Could you cope with living alone?

Wheel of Fortune: If you won a million pounds, what would you do with it?

Justice: If you could be a super hero (or villain) what would you call yourself and what powers would you have?

The Hanged Man: Would you sacrifice your own life to save someone else's?

Death: If you were able to reincarnate, what would your next life be?

Temperance: Do you have good self control?

The Devil: What do you think your worst quality is?

The Tower: Describe your dream home.

The Star: What inspires you?

The Moon: Describe a dream (or nightmare) you've had recently.

The Sun: Describe a childhood memory.

Judgement: Have you ever done something that you were really ashamed of?

The World: What country would you most like to visit?

[bowl-of-macaroni]

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Intrigue Me If You Will// Open

     "So many undesirable little specimens accumulated into such a small space.  One would think that, with so many running about, there would be at least one potential lab rat scampering about..."

     Sighing, the pink-haired male lifted a white-clad hand to the bridge of his nose where feminine digits readjusted the nose piece of his glasses back into its proper position.  Amber pools disappeared beneath closed lids before his head tilted back in another sigh that was nothing less than over-dramatized.  The ex-Octava's neck craned backwards over the back of the white bench he'd reclined himself on, allowing the outline of his adam's apple to roll beneath smooth skin in a visual of his sighing.

Boring

Boring

Boring

     His fingers parted from the white glasses to seek refuge in bright locks of pink, creating little paths from their roots to their tips in an exasperated manner.  The classes here were dull and as were the people, and to be entirely honest it was beginning to dull the initial interest he'd taken up with this campus in the first place.

     Oh how he hoped something interesting would happen soon...

[ladyt220]

Oh Chemistree, oh chemistree,

How lovely are your beakers.

You wish your chem lab was as cool as mine.

[sadistically-divine]

((Would anyone like to plot with the scientist~?))

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9/15!

[sadistically-divine]

☾ ✫

☾ -- A pet

((My precious Nozomi~))

✫ -- Your favorite thing in your room

((My desk.  I love my desk.  I love everything at my desk.  I love everything about my desk.  It is my happy place. uwu))

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((since this blog is the same as Kyumei's, i'm just adding it onto her numbers))

8/15!