Sonic Minimum

"I’m not a hero, so I couldn’t care less whether people I don’t know lose their hearing or scream in pain." --- Role Play blog for Nice of Hamatora Currently Independent Track Tag: soundxspeed Will Role Play with anyone

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Mun is a loser and forgot tto announce she is going to bed. Niiiiighghghgghhgtgttttgtgtgt

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What the fuck is your problem?

  "I apologized," Nice snapped, folding his arms. "What more do you want? It was a stupid prank, I lost a bet. I'm trying to be nice to you now, aren't I? What the hell is your problem?"

 (These two, I can't--)

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electric-birthday replied to your post:I want the K

should i keep it going or…? cause this is hella hot man

 Out of Sass: Go RIGHT AHEAD

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You're nothing to me.

  Nice stared at Art, then smiled a bit, nervously. "What? What do you mean?" But he knew exactly what that meant.

 When did this change? When was life flipped upside and who dumped out all the contents to replace it with alien words and people who were no longer who he thought they were?

 "Is this how you've always felt?"

 He was shaking, out of anger, horror, sorrow, hatred. For not Art, but for his stupidity. Why? Why did this happen? Why?

 "Does this have to do with your brother?!"

 What had brought him to say such things, and what brought Art to speak those words? How much of this was a lie, and what was the truth? Where did they go wrong? Where did he go wrong?

 "Go away."

 And he prayed Art didn't mean it, but if it were true, then Nice would have lost one of the few truths that made itself before him, a truth that had turned to a lie.

[charmancler]

another another tags to type and post the tag that comes up

she

he

they

im

yea

well

if

ok

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I want the K

 1: Hot, Steamy Kiss

 Because if there was one horrible and shitty thing about being a teenager was the hormones that accompanied it. However, when he was tempted by all that was around him, he couldn’t hold himself against it.

 All it took was a moment of being alone with Birthday and a snide, taunting comment that sounded much sexier than Nice would ever find such remarks and his lips were suddenly against Birthday’s.

 The moment was a blur and somewhere along the line, their tongues met and Nice was running his fingers through the other’s hair, taking advantage of every second that passed to explore with tongue, with hands, along the teeth and skin, hardly breathing yet his chest heaved with gasps.

 His fingers found their way up his partner’s shirt and he ground his hips once against Birthday’s, when he was suddenly stopped. He pulled away and met Birthday’s eyes, a cocky smirk and arrogant chuckle to accompany it.

 ”Come on,” Nice mumbled, grabbed Birthday’s hand, then led him some place they wouldn’t be disturbed.

 (idk what I’m doing anymore—)

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Please tell me the person I knew is still in there, somewhere...

 Hate and anger could change a person. Nice didn't think it could happen. He hadn't realized who he had become. Suddenly, he shut himself away from the world and lived purely without feeling.

 And living without feeling meant to live without consequence, and to live without consequence was to live without boundaries, and to live without boundaries was to live with true freedom.

 And true freedom drove the strongest men insane.

 He tested this theory, to live without feeling, consequence, boundaries -- to live truly free -- with Hajime upon a warm afternoon. The snow had become not but small white blotches on the sidewalks and on grass.

 He stared her in the eyes then dared to push her against the wall. If he felt remorse, he was still chained. If he didn't, he was truly free.

 ...And he was truly free.

 He didn't care. He didn't care he had hurt her. It wasn't much, but even so, he loved -- no, he thought he loved her with all his heart but nothing yet came of his actions.

 So he explained it to her. He didn't care about her. He didn't care about anyone. He was free now, of emotion attachment. Of the weakness that was his heart.

 "Please tell me the person I knew is still in there, somewhere."

 Suddenly, he stopped. His breath hitched and he stared at her. For a long time. He stared and stared...then he smiled. "Hajime-chan, I'm still the same person I've always been," he assured her.

 And yet he began to question, truly, if he had become someone else or if he had truly been himself. Now his heart hurt and he wasn't free anymore -- and, in hindsight, the freedom hadn't been all that great anyway, so had he even been truly free to begin with?

 (I don't know what I just wrote. I)

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I love these new "type these words into your tags box and post the first tag that automatically pops up" thingies, so fun. Let’s do another one:

can’t

don’t

first

help

please

one

my

will

stop

get

honestly

I’m

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LETS PLAY THE “TYPE THESE WORDS IN YOU R TAG BOX AND POST THE FIRST AUTOMATIC TAG THAT COMES UP” GAME: DIRTY WORD ADDITION OK

fuck

shit

dick

no

hell

sex

damn

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You ruined my life!

  He stood absolutely still, no expression. He found no reason to move or speak, or breathe. He just stood absolutely still, no expression.

 He just stared.

 He could feel eyes on him, tearing into his skin. A wrong decision, a lack of information. A split second of poor judgement and it was all over. It was all gone. The orphanage, the children. Three.

 Everything was gone.

 He stood absolutely still, no expression. He just stared. He couldn't bring himself to breathe.

 The children were taken away. The building of the former orphanage was to be torn down and replaced by a large building owned by a large corporation. And Three...

 He stood absolutely still, no expression. Then he said, "I'm sorry."

 But sorry wouldn't bring anything back.

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:What happened to you?

  Nice stared up at Ratio from the hospital bed. Long had passed since Nice was able to register where he was and what had happened before he woke up.

 He bit his lip and looked away uncertainly. How was he alive? How did he survive that? His head was pounding, wrapped in a tight bandage and stitches still healing at the back of his skull.

 "Art..." he began, trying to keep himself composed. He wasn't about to cry now, was he? He didn't cry. Nice didn't cry. "He...shot Moral." He paused, inhaled, exhaled. "...And then he shot me."

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i want the k

 11: Collarbone Kiss

  Shrugging, Nice leaned forward, gently brushing aside the collar of her lab coat and gingerly pressed his lips against her collarbone. He moved away just as casually and met her eyes briefly, then looked back to his water.

[familiaanteomnia-blog-blog]

Give my muse a petname and see how they react.

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Send me a sentence and see how my muse reacts! (Angst)

: What the fuck is your problem?

: Why are you doing this?

: Please tell me the person I knew is still in there, somewhere...

: I'm leaving you.

: I'm done with you.

: I hate you.

: I didn't need you anyways!

: You ruined my life!

: What happened to you?

: You're scaring me...

: I miss the old you.

: You love me, don't you?

: Please, tell me you're kidding...

: Don't die on me now!

: It's gonna be alright.

: You think I actually cared about you?

: You're nothing to me.

: You're disgusting

: You monster!

[chivalrousxhybrid-deactivated20]

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

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operationtable replied to your post:operationtable replied to your post:   Nice sits...

((I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorryyyy I’ll try to get online soon today chus. Also you should eat if you are hungry surely you have something???))

 Out of Sass: I DON'T BELIEVE YOU but if you come online, I have a new Temp for you if you want to see it. And we have nothing, OTHERWISE I WOULD BE EATING RIGHT NOW. And I want real food, but chocolate and shit.

[torise]

"Alright one soda it is, in exchange for data fair?" Gen smiled motioning for the order to come. "I need more data on this so called love and hate can you explain it to me?” Swiveling the bar seat facing the auburn haired male. “Your name is quite strange although I shouldn’t judge.”

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   What the hell? He didn't sign up for this. "That's stupid," he mumbled, tearing away eye contact and staring at the back of the bar again. "Yeah, sure, whatever. Sounds fine to me. I'll tell you what I know, but I'm telling you first that you aren't going to get whatever it is your looking for from me."