#ca related

[lackofoxxygen]

@gottagobaby

“I got six jobs, the hell am I worried for?”

[eraserxhead-blog]

@chuketsu

          Sector oo4 was the destination, there he’d find District Delta. That was just one step in a very flimsy plan. It will get better, coming up with something on the spot is still a skill he possessed. With what reality would have it, Aizawa was worried. A tired expression betrayed those thoughts though, didn’t give anyone a clue to his inner workings. If he was here, what of his kids? Class 1A? They were capable enough, he shouldn’t distract himself with such things.

          By now the streets were getting just a little more quiet and he could take the high route. Not one for bringing attention to himself, Aizawa kept walking until very few pedestrians remained in the street. A small amount of strangers meant he could keep a better eye on them.

[indefinable-heart-archive-blog]

@scrigginisms

   Alright with all the interesting people she had seen wandering around this guy had to be the most interesting. He was tall much like Tgurneu and could have easily fit in with the rest of the kyouma had she not noticed the fact that he clearly had no horn and without a doubt, he didn't have a core. 

   Still, the half-kyouma couldn't help but approach him curiously. After all, he was tall, not scary. Or at least Fremy didn’t find him scary. If it turned out differently she would just run.

   "What are you?" This was probably rude, but she had to know.

[sanguinaryprince]

          What was that noise? Was that... God that moping sound was so... Grating to his head. Dio had half a mind to go in there and strangle King Knight, but that required the effort he didn’t want to put in. Instead he threw the glass pitcher on his bed side frame at the door and it shattered. 

          “SHUT. UP.”

[frothinglunatic-blog]

∆ { starter. || firstgemboy. }

@firstgemboy

∆ { Being insane usually meant being rather self-reliant out of circumstance.  People avoided those with tampered minds like the plague, edging to the windows of shops and peeling away from their windows, and while Jean completely respected that and would probably have done the same if he were sane, he didn’t have the knowledge to be so self-reliant anymore.

    He was in a completely unfamiliar place, all alone and surrounded by foreign, alien contraptions that confused him.  He staggered through the streets, hugging himself to try and quell his fears.  His eyes darted all around, looking for help or harm.  About a hundred feet ahead, there was a young man, couldn’t be more than sixteen years old, and Jean’s wide eyes lit up.  Kids were better than adults.

    “H-Hey! Hey!” he called, but upon feeling vile eldritch influence try to change what came out of his mouth, he clamped it shut and slapped a hand over it, muffling the scream of pain that came from denying their orders.

[chronically-hysteric-queen]

@scrigginisms

   They had been relaxing for a couple hours before Vivaldi finally decided she was uncomfortable enough to have something done about it.

   "Help us remove this. We are tired of our corset." 

   Hopefully, he wouldn't mind helping. She had the clothes they had provided for her and she was going to switch into those once free of the corset.

[placabilis-blog]

@lovebugly

   "Are you alright or are you looking for something?" 

   There was a man crouched down in the grass and with how he was positioned it almost looked like he might be in pain? Perhaps she was just jumping to conclusions? With a closer glance, it was starting to look like the later.

[placabilis-blog]

   "I've been here only a few days and things have exploded twice . . . twice!" What an awful amount of noise to be making when she was trying to sleep. She was, however, starting to believe this was normal for this city . . . unfortunately.