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[thegreatkishibe-blog]

Drip. drop. drip. drop. Slowly, but surely rain was coming down. Rohan had been in his favorite bench at the park working on sketches and references for his manga when the rain begun. In his head he cursed the weather man “Less then 10% chance of rain my ass”. Logically he knew it wasn’t the weather man’s fault, but it still pissed him off. “If it was going to rain he should have been more sure about it.” Now the downpour was really coming down. great he thought to himself now my sketchbook is going to get all wet. He was running into the nearest dry area, which happened to be a local grocery store, while he slipped in a puddle. He made sure to hold his sketchbook up with his arms instead of letting his arms take the brute of his fall. He saved his artwork from getting complete drenched, but at the cost of his face. He fell flat into a puddle and acquired some scratched on his face.

[pharaohofgames]

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[writingismycrime]

Tripping Over You || Open

  Kasumi is a total klutz. She should stop thinking of all these ideas for her stories while she is working but sometimes they just popped in her mind and distract her from what she is doing. Kasumi was at work at the local coffee shop when suddenly an idea had came to her. Something that she couldn’t let go.

That’s great. I need to write this down now!

  Kasumi was just about to grab her notebook from her backpack that was under the counter across the cafe when she suddenly trips over customer and falls flat onto the ground with a smack. Yup Kasumi is a total klutz.

[jos2uke]

The hall of the minotaur

Josuke awoke in the morning to a gentle tug at the end of his index finger. He bats at it thinking  it is but a bug causing a disruption  so early in the morning. There is a second tug How strange....I'm sure I hit the bug.. is there another one? Josuke didn't want to get out of warm comfy bed for a mere bug. A third tug, this one was more violent than the other two. Josuke heart brokenly slide out from in between his mattress. He turned on the light on his night stand and left his blanket a mess in between his mattress.

He gave himself  a big sleepy yawn as he came to his senses. He looked down at his finger expecting to see a bug bite, but instead there was a slender red string. Huh....? What sort of odd prank could this be? He shrugged and used his two hands to break the delicate looking string. "hey..ouch!" The task wasn't as easy as he had hoped it would be. The small meager string was sharp enough to have punctured his skin. A small bit of blood began to ooze out from the palm of both of his hands. "There's no way that wasn't just a fluke" He said out loud to no one in particular. He gave it another go and only caused his hands to accumulate more cuts. Okay...my hands aren't working so I just need to cut it with something. easy enough.

He rummaged through his nightstand desk, rattling old assignments and projects, until he reached his pair of scissors. He took them and began to cut the string. "Alright that should be easy enough!" And then he looked down to see the scissors had yet to break the string. He put more and more pressure onto the handles of the scissors, causing the wounds on his hand to bleed some more, until they broke apart. "N-no...way......." he commented in disbelief. 

"I suppose I have no other option." The sleepy young student decided to get to the bottom of this unbelievable prank. He walked out of his dorm room with a sleepy look plastered across his face and began to follow the path of the string. Ten minutes had passed and he had yet to find a turn in this long hallway at all. He rubbed his eyes and looked back. Nope. No other twists and turns in this lonely hallway. He decided he was just a little confused from how tired he was; he had just pulled an all nighter the day before, so he decided to backtrack his steps. There's no reason that would be a problem for him he had this handy dandy string with him.

He walked and walked down back exactly the same way he came and was unable to find any trace of his dorm room. "no way....You're telling me I got lost at this hour?" Josuke was so sleepy from suddenly being jolted  awake he leaned against a wall and fell asleep, forgetting about the mysterious string and his goal while he drifted off into the realm of dreams.... but then he was suddenly rudely shook awake by someone. "heeey come on leave me be a little longer..." he muttered with his eyes shut

[deceivest]

-- 01 . serendipity

Tears were not at all an uncommon occurrence to the deceiver.

-- tears of laughter, that is. Aided only by the smallest provocation could he completely lose any sense of maturity, now being one such example. Having witnessed an innocent stranger collide directly with a streetlight in front of them, he very nearly burst out into laughter all too inappropriate for the time of night currently blanketing Tancho.

"H-hey, you al--" Snickers slipping out between each breath, no genuine concern could really be conveyed correctly. "--pppffft!"

Offering a hand to the other currently in some pain from smacking against cold metal, it was pure coincidence that he'd retract it right when it was going to be taken-- most likely resulting in the stranger to lose balance comically.

"Th-that wasn't on purpose!" Doubling over in laughter, one hand maintained his weight against the streetlight as the other returned outstretched to offer assistance a second time. "I'm really a gentleman, I swear!"

[rironkoufuku-blog]

expedition! - ( open ★

"Hmm, this isn't gonna work..."

With a petulant sigh, the brunette slowly stood up, dusting a few of the more noticeable clumps of dirt off of her knees and skirt. The resulting appearance was still unabashedly scrappy, what with her noticeably blackened knees and the odd smudge of dirt running squarely down her nose, but there was no mistaking the cheery glow in her eyes as she wiped a few residual beads of sweat off of her forehead.

"Aw, is the sun already setting?" Glancing at her handiwork out of the corner of one eye, Ayano's words did indeed ring true; the shadows cast by the building behind which she stood, along with the orange glow illuminating her surroundings could only mean one thing: Curfew was approaching.

Even if she didn't have to be back in her dorm by 10 PM, Ayano was quickly realizing that without the sun's assistance at her back, there wasn't much she could do. Although she had only noticed the sky's darkening moments prior, individual shapes were becoming more and more difficult to distinguish by the second. With her defeat admitted, Ayano had no choice but to begin packing up her supplies.

The sound of footsteps causes her to pause, about halfway through her cleanup, and she raises her head. After carefully dropping her shovel into her supply bucket, Ayano slowly stands up, a small paper package still idly held in her hands. In an equally slow motion, she turns to face the source of the footsteps, taking care to hide the package behind her back as she moves. The resulting effect, augmented by her oddly crooked posture, may as well be the equivalent of holding up a neon sign saying, "I'm suspicious!" Apparently oblivious to (or just uncaring of) her thoroughly unnatural appearance, Ayano carefully adjusted her oversized scarf with one hand as she bent her body at an even stranger angle.

Was she trying to hide the bucket behind her legs and scarf? Or maybe she was just trying to look even more shady. If it was the latter, she was passing with full marks.

"Umm... Who's there?"

Although her posture was only becoming more and more lopsided as she tilted her head and craned her neck to get a better look at her fellow late-evening skulker, the tone of Ayano's voice remained fairly calm as her eyes scanned their way across the darkening expanse.

[jos2uke]

practical?- closed thread

Josuke closed the door to his dorm and walked on his was to his next scheduled class for the day. His schedule said next was "practical survival". 

practical survival practical survival....What would be considered "practical"?......I guess defending against ghost...or sharks...alright there's a lot that isn't very practical, but then what's practical survival? It's a gym class so it should be something ,uh,physical but....I don't think it's very practical to get into a situation where I need physical strength to survive.. So isn't practical survival not practical at all? Unless it was a cooking class. You need food to eat don't you? But there's already a foods class and that's not a very physical task is it.

Josuke was lost in thought obvious to the scenery around him and walked straight into an open door. "Ouch....." he rubbed his head and chuckled to himself "now that wasn't very practical at all was it?"