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[skirtish-blog]

SEND ME A BAD PICK-UP LINE

Go ahead and add more if you want!

[shimekorose-blog]

skirtish:

“Are you a magician? When I looked at you, everyone else disappeared.” “I’ve been feeling a little off today, but you definitely turned me on.” “Can I get a picture of you? I want to show my parents what my spouse looks like.” “Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you.” “When God made you, he was showing off.” “Your lips look so lonely. Would they like to meet mine?” “What time do you have to go back to Heaven?” “Are you a camera? Every time I look at you, I smile.” “I might as well call you Google, because you have everything that I’m looking for.” “Nice pants. Can I test the zipper?” “I love every bone in your body. Especially mine.” “Are you made of Copper and Tellurium? Because you sure are CuTe.” “Would you like to have breakfast in bed tomorrow?” “Are you a thief? I think you just stole my heart.” “If I could change the alphabet, I’d put U and I together.” “Call life alert! I’ve fallen for you and I can’t get up.” “Do you have a name, or can I call you mine?” “I lost my teddy bear, can I sleep with you?” “Do you have a map? I keep getting lost in your eyes.” “Feel my shirt. You know what it’s made of? Date material.” “If you were a triangle, you’d be acute one.” “There’s something wrong with my phone. It doesn’t have your number in it.” “On a scale of 1 to 10: You’re a 9, and I’m the 1 you need.” “I lost my number. Can I have yours?” “Let’s play Titanic. You be the ocean, and I’ll go down on you.” “Did we have a class together? I could’ve sworn we had chemistry.” “Do you have a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them.” “There are 21 letters in the alphabet, right? Oh, wait. I missed ‘U’, ‘R’, ‘A’, ‘Q’, ‘T’.” “If you stood in front of a mirror and held up 11 roses, you would see 12 of the most beautiful things in the world.” “Are you going to kiss me, or am I going to have to lie in my journal?” “I don’t have a library card, but can I check you out?” “You must be a broom, because you just swept me off your feet.” “Do you like KFC? Because you’re finger lickin’ good.” “What’s on the menu? Me-n-u.” “I’m no photographer, but I can picture us together.” “Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?” “You must be tired. You’ve been running through my mind all day long.”

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Character Overlap - Sung-Sun and Katsura

[joyofthejoui]

He turned around at his name, pleased that he’d become famous enough her for citizens to recognize him. But the sight that greets him ruins his pleasure. 

He’s been greeted by a complete stranger with long black hair suspiciously like his own. It’s a case of potential character overlap: another citizen aping his trademark style. Does she hope to become more popular this way?

If it’s just the hair, it might be ok. She has dots on her face. At least there’s some originality there. As long as she isn’t a serious warrior as well … 

“Yes. I am Katsura Kotarou. Are you a fangirl of mine?” 

[shimekorose-blog]

           Eyebrows furrowed at the male’s conclusion. Her? A fan of a human? The mere thought was almost humorous. It took quite a lot to earn the female’s respect; feeling such sentiments towards a stranger was also an unlikely scenario.

                 ❝No, I’m not a ‘fangirl’ or whatever you call it.❞

           The fact that she was being mistaken for him had proven itself to be quite the problem- an annoyance she wished to eliminate. The arrancar was unsure as to how, but she wanted to convince the male to do something potentially drastic. 

                 ❝I need you to cut your hair; people keep mistaking me for you and it’s becoming quite frustrating.❞

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conѕтrιcтed ❥ { open }

[aladhra]

     [ 練 ] A lone woman is the one who interrupts his personal thoughts. Graceful and even, she’s elegant when speaking; he thinks that she is rather beautiful, actually, although he rarely ever turns his head at any woman period anymore. He’s still being disrupted, and Hakuryuu only maintains a calm exterior; why the hell would he keep tabs on some two girls period, let alone noxious and noisy ones? In all honesty though, he’s yet to see anybody who even looks a degree similar to her, and he is careful with his answer.

     “No, I haven’t seen such things like that. I haven’t seen anyone who resembles you, let alone two of them screaming at each other. Did you lose them? I believe the police department has something like a board where you can post your loss and people can look out for them, or something to that degree.”

[shimekorose-blog]

          ◖ Perhaps it was for the best.

          She remained emotionless; the male’s response didn’t trigger anything besides temporary buzzing thought. The inseparable trio had been torn apart by peculiar circumstances; the arrancar merely wondered why it was her who was bought to this agitating place. 

                     ❝I suppose you could say that we were separated. It’s no matter- they were much too loud for my liking, anyway.❞ 

          Posting a note in a police department seemed futile- like an action that humans would partake in. Sung-Sun wouldn’t waste her time searching for those two; their reiatsu would become blatant if they found themselves in the same situation. Truly, this was quite the inconvenience.

          Casting steely hues on the stranger, she realized that she had to place her emphasis on her own well being now. Asking for assistance would feel like venom on her tongue, yet it would be superior to wandering around aimlessly for hours on end. 

                  ❝It appears as though you’ve been here for a sufficient amount of time. Perhaps you would know where apartment u-3 would be.❞ ◗  

[kujxaku]

shimekorose

the stench of arrancar was close by and unfortunately, yumichika had not the means of taking care of it. with nothing but a wooden blade they called a sword, and a few uses of shunpo, he would be nearly powerless against it. of course, his own power reduction meant that everyone else could be weaker, too. perhaps he wouldn’t have to fight this one.

ah, and he was getting excited, too.

      “ There you are. The scientists have a use for lowlife Arrancar, too, then? ”

[shimekorose-blog]

           ◖ Much to her dismay, this new place was crawling with shinigami; it was nearly becoming a difficult task to dodge their multiple presences, for she had no desire to associate with their kind. While they were no longer fully enemies, that didn’t change them from being unbecoming in nature. Then again, that wasn’t saying much considering that she oftentimes felt similar sentiments towards her own partners.

                 A glare that appeared capable of turning one to stone met this unfamiliar shinigami, casting a look that was smug in nature. It almost appeared as though he intentionally sought her out; how immensely troublesome. 

                          ❝Oh? Were you attempting to play a game of ‘hide-and-seek with me? You shinigami are rather childish.❞◗ 

[tiaburon]

shimekorose

                      ❝ I have no understanding of why humans would imitate adaptations                       used for flight to assist in the process of … swimming? What is the                       point of ‘water wings?’ ❞

[shimekorose-blog]

                     ❝If I’m correct, the ones who lack the ability to swim are the ones who wear those devices, Lady Harribel. I’m rather unsure as to why they are referred to as ‘wings’- though humans aren’t very logical, are they?❞

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starstands

          Despite the array of oddities that existed within the city, it grew apparent that the arrancar’s manner of dress differed greatly than most others- this difference existing in the sheer size of her sleeves. While they were twice the size of her arms and the extra cloth appeared unnecessary, she knew no other style of clothing and lacked a desire to seek alterations in the way she dressed.

          However, the disadvantage grew apparent in this more modern society when a sleeve became stuck within the sides of a revolving door. Physical strength was slightly above average, yet it wasn’t enough as the pulls of her arms showed no progress in freeing her trapped sleeve. The situation was shameful to say the least, considering the density of citizens who offered judgmental or pitiful glances. She would have to succumb to asking for help. 

                     ❝You, wearing the hat - perhaps instead of staring you could assist me out of this bind.❞

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herpendant

           Perhaps it was due to her nature that she felt a strong connection to serpents. They didn’t appear abundant in the city, but occasionally she would view a simple garter snake in Sector 006; they lacked many interesting qualities that other snakes possessed, but they would still manage to catch her eye.

           Lavender hues remained temporarily focused on the creature, now slither down the tree and onto the shoulder of a brunette. The arrancar assumed that it wouldn’t go unnoticed, yet the lack of reaction from the other proved otherwise. 

                     ❝I don’t mean to cause alarm, but you have a snake on your shoulder; I ask that you don’t cause it any harm.❞

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joyofthejoui

          The overwhelming number of citizens quickly grew to become an annoyance for the arrancar. Many of these beings varied in physical exterior, little repetition present among crowds of people. While it was seemingly a difficult task to mistake one citizen for another, she was beginning to have many instances where a foreign hand would tap her shoulder, call her by the wrong name, and then realize their mistake immediately as she turned around- causing her to come to the conclusion that she had similar hair to the being they kept mistaking her for. 

          Sung-Sun never believed that she would actually stumble upon this person considering how densely populated this landscape was. However, her assumption proved to be wrong when a cold gaze locked onto someone with tresses similar to her own. 

                      ❝Pardon me- are you Katsura?❞

[zetsubear]

shimekorose

「Huh. Didn’t know that fancy wear was back in.」

[shimekorose-blog]

          ❝Please enlighten me as to how these clothes are ‘fancy’.❞

[iimpulsiveredclad-deactivated20]

╳☠☠ ┈┈

“ Tell me about it! I don’t want no stupid sword, if that was the case I’ll just go around with my fist!” 

[shimekorose-blog]

          ❝Is that necessarily a good idea considering that turtles aren’t known for their speed?❞

[ranmatsus-blog]

💮 «« An arrancar? She was certain she had seen this one on the battlefield but she can scarcely recall. Truthfully, she had hoped to see a familiar face.

💮 «« shimekorose

[shimekorose-blog]

          ❝Are you going to continue gawking or say something, shinigami? I must say that I expected you to be dead.❞

[shimekorose-blog]

          (hello! it’s been really great reviving my sung-sun muse; she was actually my second muse ever back when i starter with rp so um yes. i figured that i have the gist of her somewhat so i’m gonna go ahead and make this rp ad for this snake lady. 

          i’ll go ahead and cap at 5; the starters probably won’t be too long at all!)

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conѕтrιcтed ❥ { open }

          ◖ The gaze she placed upon the city was cold- then again, her lavender hues weren’t always the warmest. Her situation in her original world may have been bleak in nature, yet she felt much more animosity towards current circumstances. The arrancar had even faced near-death situations, but this unfamiliarity stirred different feelings of distress. 

          Still, she would remain poised.

         Wide sleeved coated the bottom of her expression as the bottom of white garbs slithered across presumably unclean streets. She remained in solitude- something she had grown unfamiliar with. While she wasn’t bound to her partners, an abundance of years together had created an alien experience for her. There was no physical link keeping the tres bestias together, but she would still attempt to locate the other two in case they were placed in the same wretched situation. She would have to actually ask for help.

                 ❝Excuse me.❞

          Despite deciding to speak to another being, Sung-Sun left her white sleeve covering pale lips; eyes remained locked. Masking half of her countenance, she had always managed to speak in a comprehensible tone without being too boisterous.

                 ❝Have you happened to stumble across two females- both dressed in a color scheme slightly similar to myself and probably yelling at one another like neanderthals?❞ ◗   

[shslroyal-deactivated20160516]

{ - - ♛   “Killing two birds with one stone? Is this some america blood sports approach I am not familiar with? Very well. Fetch me a stone, and I shall accompany you in your hunting procedure.”

[shimekorose-blog]

          ❝...It’s rather fortunate for you that you aren’t entirely hideous.❞

[iimpulsiveredclad-deactivated20]

╳☠☠ ┈┈ 

“Can’t believe they’ve gave me a pair of wooden swords. PAIR OF WOODEN SWORDS! Not Even a wooden Sai!” 

[shimekorose-blog]

           ❝It’s quite outlandish that our oh-so intelligent captors are incapable of producing wooden sai. Receiving a sword in place of one is almost insulting.❞

[silcntking-deactivated20171110]

“Its always this. Don’t be so discourage, its a good place for 2nd chances. Maybe.”

[shimekorose-blog]

             ❝Second chances? I didn’t quite wish for any second chances. However, if you’re attempting to be reassuring, then you should refrain from using words such as ‘maybe’.❞