戯け者

♡ Ⓦ ⓐ ⓝ ⓓⓔ ⓡⓘ ⓝ ⓠ ♡ Hello, yes I am N. I was the King of Team Plasma- but I don't regret my actions that I have done, why fret on the past when you have the whole future ahead of you? ║ Independent N RP blog ║ ║ Post BW2 ║ ║ Multifandom and OC friendly║

[ribelleforte]

Picks up a Pokéball and gets into position—

Throws it with all her might and takes a deep breath—

"Where the hell have ya been, N?!"

[stultapuer]

And so the greenette was walking, it felt good to be back in Unova- right? He gave a small chuckle under his breath, totally carefree. Of course his cheerful attitude didn't last long until he was hit right in the face with a Pokeball, and it hurt too! Feeling a bruise forming on his forehead, he heard a way too familiar voice call out for him. It was Whitlea, of course she would have run into him with his luck.

"Oww, Being so mean to your neighborhood hobo? Typical Whitlea.. Though if you ask I just came back from another region ~ Ah, yea the usual"

[vanis-praestes]

… As per usual, this idiot was as casual as ever— basically the exact opposite of himself in every way. He was so happy and carefree, which contrasted greatly to Blake’s stoic appearance and his curtness when it came to speaking. N however, always spoke with a sway in his voice that was too happy… Ugh, this idiot. Did he even care if he was gone or not? Probably not. 

"Are you aware of how long you’ve been gone." he demanded, gaze unwavering and completely calm. "I’ve been stuck with Whitlea because of your ignorance."

[stultapuer]

Boo hoo, Blake wasn't being much fun, now was he? Giving a small huff under his breath he tilted his head to the side before replying in a casual tone. "I was in another region, what do you expect? I'm not gonna be right around the corner" Well, N wasn't the nicest person to be honest but neither was Blake, and Whitlea was no exception either.

"Oh, how's she doing anyway? I haven't seen her in a while either" He gave a light sigh. He didn't really care if the male was uptight or not, he wasn't and really just wasn't going to change either way.

[stultapuer]

I wanna see where the other muns are from. So reblog and list your blogs/add countries, states, etc.

Virginia: shortdemonsassyangel, helpingtorp, immidgeure, i got too many blogs okay,

Georgia: keepingupwithserenityjane, themadmanthegiraffeandthesky

California: thewildhorsesmiledsweetly, thesongbirdfairmarianne, penelope-the-giving-tree, evacorinnajagger, thatvoiceontheradio

Missouri: jane-the-redheaded-demon, imstusutcliffe, imjadejagger, iamkeithrichards

South Dakota: thebittensilver

New Jersey: ashewolfheart

England: arrowsandknives, nursejoannamccoy, youwillkneelbeforeme, rustypeopleskillsandatrenchcoat, curiositysentflying, whisperedwordsandclosedeyes, carolthescientist, mountainsmorelikenothings

Florida: namesameliamartin, lieutenantarose, i-am-ilanastark, deeanwinchhester, staticoptics, cecilssonorousvoice

Pennsylvania: theyoungnavigator, conversetrainers

Ontario: monitoringyourxfrequency

Michigan: elevennotgingerx

Alabama: rosetyler-defenderofearth

Indiana: dextermorgan-bloodexpert

Wisconsin: kaijuartist

Ontario: khoshekh-the-hovering-cat, the-dangerous-mute-lunatic, trainersamurai

Massachusetts: asktheteamofscientists, desertbluffs-kevin

New York: thekeybladehero

North Carolina: nekosandkeyblades

Maine: brokenreflection

Indiana: whiteroseoftruth

Texas: unovasrunaway

Germany: ribelleforte

Minnesota: stultapuer

[vanis-praestes]

Walks up from behind and snatches his hat. “Where the hell have you been, stupid.”

[stultapuer]

The greenette looked up as he noticed his hat was gone... had it always been gone? Where did he lose it? He wasn't sure but he noticed a certain brunette colored hair as a voice was followed. Huh, Blake-- It had been a while since he saw him but that was the problem as he gave a casual smile, replying to him.

"Ah, hello Blake it's nice to see you too~"

[stultapuer]

Alright here is an announcement oops feels kinda weird that I'm doing this now since I just got on but yea 

Here is a breakdown. I probably won't be RPing a lot during the week days because school is starting tomorrow and I have 2 AP classes! This is also a very important year because if I fail any class I cannot graduate. So it's very important for me to get everything done, though just because I have all that doesn't mean I won't be RPing, just homework comes first, so yea if I kinda go dead everywhere don't be surprised. 

///sinks into the floor

[stultapuer]

"It's really quiet" the male said softly as he sat down on a tree stump.

[stultapuer]

holla look who's here!!!

[hxmika-deactivated20160815]

[stultapuer]

くにみつ

[sinnohgirl]

Ｎくん詰め by 松木三弥

[dainobones]

王様確保～！ | ちま [pixiv]

[meiyaoi]

ぽけもんろぐ

[dainobones]

ねこのひ | タマキチ太郎 [pixiv]

[electric-firefly]

[stultapuer]

【腐】ツイログまとめ || 動けガム

[ntouyamoved-deactivated20140527]

ついぴくまとめ【※猫耳あり】

[stultapuer]

jeez, wasn’t she in a good mood- well, he was sure it was too late to casually escape now as her voice grew menacing. Somehow he thought maybe she was just being good ol’ Whitlea but then again- there was no good Whitlea in the first place, always mean and demanding- as well as abusing him from time to time. Of course he really didn’t care too much to pay attention so he just went along with it. Of course his little relief time was cut short when he was pulled down to her height- but something he noticed, wow she was short. Though she seemed pretty pissed about him just coming out from the blue. He gave a soft sigh as he spoke, not moving from her grabbing him.

“What’s so wrong with just traveling? I am a hobo, therefore I go wherever the wind takes me, you know? But I doubt there is more important things than being a hobo, I’m not really useful- and so please let me go”

He was a pretty useless person, considering the fact that he was so laid back and even if he tried to be useful- it would probably be a miserable failure. It was better for everyone this way.

[ribelleforte]

At least he didn’t resist. That was a good sign and managed to soothe the girl’s wild temper a little. Continuing to glare at the greenet she once fought, the heroine scoffed and tugged harshly at the strand of green in her hand, nearly ripping out some of the finer hair entangled with her fingers. But no, she resisted the urge. Even if she could feel the adrenaline buzzing in her veins at the thought of picking a fight for a while now, she knew that it was useless to try anything with N.

It was true when he called himself useless, after all. How pathetic. “Geez, yer a pain in the butt! Seriously, do ye even know how lame it is to call yerself an useless hobo?" Whitlea chided, sounding more like a mother scolding her child than a former enemy of Team Plasma’s king. It exasperated her to deal with N most of the time — and yet she didn’t have the nerve to ignore him. Sometimes his presence could be useful, although in a different sense than most people probably thought. Rolling her eyes, she abruptly let go of his hair and folded her arms across her flat chest. “Alright, sweetie. Now lemme tell ya a thing! Ye won’t run away again, didja get that?"

Oh no, there it was. Whitlea’s typical mischievous giggle that always fell from her lips when a terrible idea popped up in her head. “Nee, nee, N~ ♪ Would ya like to make yerself useful? ‘cause I need ta make money to pay Blake, and it’s kinda tough ta do it on my own!" More like, she always ended up wasting her money on food for herself and her Pokémon. “What’cha saying? Wanna help me? I’d even split the money with ya!"

[stultapuer]

Well, Whitlea didn't seem to fond of his answer to her by calling himself a useless hobo. Saying that it was lame... but he didn't think it was that lame! He knew that it was the truth and he didn't want to go fighting something like that. Because he told the truth because there wasn't much to hide from the girl anyway. Scratching his head he responded in a stale tone, not amused with the girl's attitude.

"Maybe it is, but at least I'm honest about it."

But when she let go of his hair- he finally though he was free. That was a good sense to feel, because her ripping out some of his hair was rather quite annoying and painful. Though he knew that he couldn't escape her being so brute towards him. Though when she told him he wouldn't be running away again, he could only spit out the sole word, "What?". He didn't like the sound of that- because it sounded like he wouldn't be able to travel like he did, and that was a big no-no! One thing he hated was being confined, or just staying in one place too long. Sure, it wasn't a very good quality of his but it was his most important one. 

Cue a giggle from the girl as she seemed to have a mischievous look on her face. That was a red flag for him, definitely. Hearing her call him like a songbird made shivers go down his spine as a weary smile was placed on his face. Hearing her say that he should be made useful was kinda scary- he didn't want to be placed in responsibility for what the girl had done or something. Responsibility was a bad thing for him. Reaching to scratch the back of his neck- he gave a half hearted laugh before responding.

"Eh? Why do I have to take on your responsibility...? Like I said, I'm just about as useless as a twig. I don't think I'd be able to help much, and I'd probably just make things worse..."

Maybe doubting his abilities too much, but he could say for the most part he was pretty useless, unless it came to battling. He could say he wasn't the best, but he was good enough that he could make a living for himself and his Pokemon by battling trainers and using the money for food. Of course if Whitlea was having trouble with it, then how would he even be useful...?

[ribelleforte]

stultapuer replied to your post: With a small wave he gave a half hearted smile to the overconfident girl. “Yo, been a while- hasn’t it?" He couldn’t remember the last time he saw her…

And cue the pain as he was smacked right in the face by none other than the ruthless girl that he didn’t even know why he still talked to her. Though when she asked where he went off running this time he could only reply with one thing. “I’m a hobo"

Feeling a twitch of her eye, Whitlea placed both arms on her hips as she stared at the greenet. While it was a waste of perfectly fine orange juice, she sure deserved to get smacked in the face by the little box! She honestly hoped that it hurt quite a lot, especially for this kind of stupid answer she received.

Man, she really wanted to smack him again. With her fist this time. Or her foot. Or perhaps even both.

"That’s nice ta hear, dickface. But don’tcha think there’s more important stuff than being a hobo—" Whitlea hissed under her breath while she approached the man with quick steps, not hesitating to tug at a strand of tea green hair to get him on her eye level. “Where have ya been this time, huh? Just runnin’ off like tha’, moron!"

[stultapuer]

jeez, wasn't she in a good mood- well, he was sure it was too late to casually escape now as her voice grew menacing. Somehow he thought maybe she was just being good ol' Whitlea but then again- there was no good Whitlea in the first place, always mean and demanding- as well as abusing him from time to time. Of course he really didn't care too much to pay attention so he just went along with it. Of course his little relief time was cut short when he was pulled down to her height- but something he noticed, wow she was short. Though she seemed pretty pissed about him just coming out from the blue. He gave a soft sigh as he spoke, not moving from her grabbing him.

"What's so wrong with just traveling? I am a hobo, therefore I go wherever the wind takes me, you know? But I doubt there is more important things than being a hobo, I'm not really useful- and so please let me go"

He was a pretty useless person, considering the fact that he was so laid back and even if he tried to be useful- it would probably be a miserable failure. It was better for everyone this way.

[stultapuer]

☠♥ (aka hatelovers which is already going to be a thing coughs)

Send me "☠" if you would like our muses to be enemies

Send me "❤" if you would like our muses to be lovers

You know N can't hate unless under extreme circumstances but yes I approve 8')))