let's fall in love

RP blog for Umetaro Nozaki Antirrhineae

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Bad Romance | Trial (Open)

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So maybe Dorian was wandering the library in search of this mysterious claw thing. Trouble was, he couldn’t be bothered to open but a handful of books while he traversed the endless shelves. Truly, more and more this seemed like utter nonsense. How did they expect anyone to locate anything in a proverbial mountain of books this large.

Perhaps that was why he had no qualms about pausing when he came across signs of life at one of the tables. He very nearly missed the man seated there behind one of his stacks of books, but a few steps more, and the view was all-too clear.

Enough that when he approached, his eyes were already on one of the more questionable covers. He didn’t say a word before plucking it from the table for a closer look, and a glance at the back cover.

“…is this what they call literature in the multiverse?” His nose crinkled slightly at the notion. A library of this magnitude was bound to have questionable things, yes, but… rifling through them? “The covers draw the eye well enough, though, I suppose.”

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Nozaki wasn't sure he liked the man’s tone. Okay so this wasn't exactly highbrow literature but it was similar to his own life’s work as a shoujo mangaka and he didn't want to hear it being insulted.

He picked up one of the novels from his discard stack and inspected it.

“It says here that this author is a bright new star in “Scottish Romance.”

Would this bit of information impress the browsing patron? Maybe not. Particularly if the man had no clue what a “Scottish Romance” was. Nozaki himself was only now starting to get an inkling of what that phrase mean. 

Apparently a lot of tan, long-haired men standing in front of badly photo-shopped waterfall backdrops. Not quite his own world of pink bubbles and sparkly-eyed heroines certainly but he could see past these surface differences and see that they were fundamentally the same thing: stories about girls and pure love! In other words, they were both a very serious business.

He kept reading the back cover summary aloud, hoping that something in the description would help him prove the merit of romance novels to this wary stranger.

“Finbar Flanigan, the most powerful warrior in his clan does not trust the mysterious vixen Majella who ignites him with feelings of white hot lust-“

Wait. What?

Nozaki dropped the book in surprise and horror.

“This isn’t pure at all!”

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Bad Romance | Trial (Open)

Nozaki had spent the past several hours sitting in the Archive, pouring over books. Two large stacks sat beside him. The taller one was a discard pile. Looking for references here was proving harder than he thought it would be. He couldn't seem to find any manga and was having trouble finding books with pictures. He did however manage to find a section filled with romance novels. Many had covers that could potentially make for good reference poses. 

Hmm. Especially if he added a few more articles of clothing, subtracted a few kilts and ignored the titles.This was not a sub-genre of romance that he was familiar with. Clearly there was some sort of major demographic he was not appealing to with his work. He’d have to ask Ken about it. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to do a few trial sketches of Suzuki wearing one of these plaid skirt-type garments...

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((sorry i haven’t been around much but i really wanna do trial 3. have been brainstorming possible books/stories with yourjewelryman and I am semi-seriously considering doing an american harlequin romance-type novel, maybe one of those terrible highlander themed ones. so i guess hmu if ur interested in kilts.))

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Desperately Seeking Shoujo Heroine (Open/Intro)

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“I’m… I’m sorry?”

Atlus was caught somewhere between surprise and flattery. Having a stranger say he was “perfect”, well, that… certainly was a first. The man had just seen him gush about a weed whacker for a solid five minutes. There was nothing perfect about that. Embarrassing? Yes. Humiliating? Also yes. Not perfect at all, by any stretch of the imagination. Atlus wondered why he even bothered going outside, god, maybe he should just go in and hide in a book and forget…

Then he noticed the sketchpad. 

“Oh, I see…” He hesitated a bit. “You’re doing portraits, then? Should I stop moving…?” If he’d already chosen him, why not let him finish? Then he could go.

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Oh god this guy was looking at his drawings. Nozaki really hoped that he didn't see the weed wacker. His ability to draw weed wackers wasn’t up to par yet. He would probably have to come out here every day and practice because he didn't seem to have his camera in this place so he couldn’t take photos for reference. Damn. He was starting to rethink this whole “gardening hobby” for Mamiko. 

For now he would just focus on trying to capture the varying moods of the young weed wacker enthusiast in front of him. 

“For reference. I’m a shoujo mangaka.” His forehead was still pursed in concentration.

It really would make him feel a lot better if he had a camera with him. If there were stores here that sold this kind of advanced gardening equipment surely there would be stores that sold cameras. 

“Do you know where I could buy a camera?” 

It was only after he asked that he realized he didn’t even know if he had any money.

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A strange, tall man drops an egg at their feet. 

“~pyon~”

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“He’s here! It’s the Bunny God!!”

For all of his prior enthusiasm, he actually seems a little scared.

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Hmm. This look of terror was not the desired outcome. However he wasn't exactly the ideal body type to convey cuteness effectively. Maybe this whole idea was a bust. Still he’s learned something valuable from this encounter: Large bunnies are terrifying. 

He doesn’t know what to do with that bit of information yet so he files it away for now. Halloween maybe?

Nozaki hops off. Boing. Boing. 

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((i’m back from visiting relatives for easter so i’ll be more available this week! feel free to hmu))

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“Oh, oh, I know about Easter!”

“It’s when that giant bunny came back to life and started laying eggs for all the humans to find!”

Nope.

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“That’s not how rabbits work.  At all.”

Humans are so weird

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A strange, tall man drops an egg at their feet. 

“~pyon~”

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((hey sorry i’ve been quiet. i’ll be more active around here once easter weekend is over!))

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Desperately Seeking Shoujo Heroine (Open/Intro)

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“Oh, wow…”

“It’s beautiful.”

It was all Atlus could do not to press his face against the window of the hardware store. He got a bad case of tunnel vision, and assuming no one was there, he had to stop and gush.

It was the most shiny, sleek, powerful, durable…

“A 40V lithium battery-powered trimmer… that battery would last a long time, I’m sure… I could trim the trees, the bushes, around the garden too, probably in one go… it doesn’t have too large a blade, either. It’d probably be gentle around the hydrangeas if I’m careful enough…” He gasped. “And it comes in blue?! It’s perfect…” He sighed, gazing at the weed wacker with a longing so great it could trim an entire garden on its own. “I’ll have to save up for…”

Someone… was sitting there. 

Right there, on a bench. And when Atlus realized just how long they probably had been there, he flushed red up to his ears.

“Am I… I-I’m sorry,” he laughed, “am I in your way? I can move, if, if you were looking at the…” He pointed weakly at the window of the hardware store. “I’m in your way, aren’t I? I can go…”

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A young man window shopping caught Nozaki’s eye. He was gasping and gushing to himself. Nozaki watched him like a hawk, if a hawk was suddenly less interested in eating small rodents and more interested in accurately depicting the nuanced expressions of a human in love. The object of his desire appeared to be some sort of high-powered weed wacker . Gardening? Would that be a suitable hobby for Mamiko in her new surroundings? He looked at the weed wacker. He’d never drawn anything quite like it before but it couldn’t be that hard. Especially when there was one right here in front of him.

Hmm. Well he had plenty of time to work out the finer details. 

When the man spoke, Nozaki was struck by how insecure and self-conscious he sounded and how red he was turning. It seemed his silent prayers had been answered. 

“No. Stay right where you are. You’re perfect.” Even if Nozaki couldn’t quite manage the weed wacker he could at least focus on capturing the look of love in his eyes.

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i’m jake/yetis. i’m 24. i haven’t rped in forever so bear with me as i get back in the swing. i’m into fire emblem and sports manga and dragon age so u can talk to me about any of those things. i want to learn more about the sword boy game aka baeblades aka touken ranbu so pls tell me about that shit. 

also feel free to add me on skype! (fabulondarkness).

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Desperately Seeking Shoujo Heroine (Open/Intro)

Hi I’m Mamiko I’m just a normal high school girl who woke up one day and realized she had been transported to a strange fantasy realm! Now that I’m here, I’m going to do my best!

No, that wasn't quite right, Nozaki thought. How would Mamiko react in this situation? He looked down at his sketch. His manga heroine looked up at him cheerfully from the page, still in her school uniform, a dragon perched on her shoulder.

The dragon would have to go. It reminded him too much of a mascot character. He thought of tanukis and shuddered.

He had tried to like the dragon, he really had but in the end it felt like one of his hated ex-editor Maeno’s ideas and now he couldn't even stand to look at it. The poor thing seemed to have taken the hint and was currently sitting on the opposite side of the room.

Perhaps he could eventually train it to do something useful, like fetch him different pens when he was working. He didn't know if you could train dragons. Maybe they were like cats and you couldn't really teach them to do anything. He’d never had a cat before but as far as he could tell they spent most of their time sleeping and the rest of their time silently judging you. Whenever he needed to include one in his manga he just used his brother for reference.

What would I do now if I were Mamiko? That’s right. What he needed now was a reference. Nozaki couldn't use himself as a model. When he’d woken to find himself at the gates of a magical world he had immediately begun planning how to include it as a gimmick in his next chapter. Mamiko wouldn’t do that.  

He needed to find someone more similar in personality to observe. Someone shy and easily embarrassed but who was also earnest, optimistic and easily excitable.

He planted himself on a bench out in the center of city, pen in hand, watching. Waiting. Surely, even in a place like this one of the many odd passersby would emulate the behavior of a young schoolgirl in love. He just had to be there to capture it on paper.