candyflossdrills replied to your post: "So does this mean we are all basically zombies?...
"I’m no zombie~! I’m too cute for that~!"
"..."
"Where?" He sees no cute girl. Just a zombie girl trying to be cute.

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candyflossdrills replied to your post: "So does this mean we are all basically zombies?...
"I’m no zombie~! I’m too cute for that~!"
"..."
"Where?" He sees no cute girl. Just a zombie girl trying to be cute.
Guidance counseling... (SoF Open)
There is a certain tenet of the universe that Fang had to obey, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bypass it. The bronze-skinned woman sighed as she sat in her cramped office, looking at the clock on the wall. So, she wasn't allowed to join in the festivities without having done some kind of work. Great. "No work, no play." The rule went and Fang begrudgingly wrote it down on her notepad, eyes fighting to stay open. Sitting inside was boring, helping kids untangle the fucked up knot that was their love lives was even worse, and the sound of laughter coming from outside was not helping in making her any happier.
So work I must, Fang thought bitterly as she grabbed a hold of the clipboard, flipping the pages until she arrived at the list she sought. A list of students that desperately needed guidance, might as well start from the top and work her way down.
So Fang grabbed the microphone lying on her desk, poked it a few times, and only when she heard the static feedback did she begin her announcement. "Would [insert names from the list here], please come down ta the guidance room... office... thingy." She finished lamely and looked at the door again. Maybe she could run out to get something to eat, before the idiots she's called would arrive.
The clock ticked for another fifteen minutes, before Fang decided that she was sick of being bored. She decided to go join the festival again and reached forward, pulled open the door and stepped right into another person. "Sorry 'bout that, I wasn't paying much attention ta anything" she apologized bending down to pull said person up from the floor. "So have ya come ta see the school's only guidance counselor? Well, we could start right after I get something ta munch on, ya?" And with that she led said person out of her office. Okay, using someone else as an excuse to skip out on work was technically not against the rule, and besides, the person could have actually come down to see her.
"Pssst, Mister Disciplinary Committee lied, he lied~! All the disciplinary committee members actually have to wear their hair in pretty pink drills~!"
" But why would I wear my hair in drills...is my hair not fine the way it is? "
"Pssst, Mister Disciplinary Committee lied, he lied~! All the disciplinary committee members actually have to wear their hair in pretty pink drills~!"
I guess ... that wouldn't be so bad ....
Pink, though? Really?
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Shadow plows right through a new person while trying to hurry through the halls. He doesn't stop, nor does he offer an apology. All he gives is a slight "Hmph."
He's so polite.
Tiger has to find out who spiked the punch!!??
On it.
"Wow~! Your drills are just as cute as mine~! Wahahaha~!"
"Oh ho! I'm very glad you think so~! Perhaps we can exchange styling tips."
"Hey, you~! Your hair is cute, what color was it before~?" Misha bounces up and down in front of Tsukasa, a complete stranger. There was a mix of genuine curiosity in her eyes, but her tone came off as abrasive. ((omg sorry is it ok to start a thread in someone's ask... is that an ok thing to do))
((hehhe, it's okay! just continue as a reblog and we'll take this away. c:))
"Umm, thanks! And what color, um...!"
Well, isn't this sudden? Tsukasa can barely follow this bouncy girl with her eyes!
"I-It's always been this color!" She answers, clearly taken off-guard by the question. Purple tones of hair were common in the Hiiragi family, after all.
"But speaking of hair, yours is really pretty! Pink, just like a really good friend of mine, but I've never seen such pretty curls before!"