#monochromaticskepticism

[goldencue]

haha wow i need to start roleplaying more um

well

i think

.....gently pokes you

[agrimcatharsis]

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Your character has just discovered my character's journal/diary. Leave a  ☱ in my askbox for an entry that’s about you.

No matter how much time has passed, it is still strange to see Giovanni's son haunt headquarters. He had been so vehemently against the Team long ago.

War changes everything, I suppose.

It's not to say he isn't an asset. Frankly, he's become quite an important figure--regardless of his lineage. His paperwork is always filed, filled, and legible. He's a hard worker who doesn't allow for an ounce of slack. That fact alone is more than welcomed.

His ability to handle people could be improved, but he is still young. Perhaps now that he has the proper influence, he is able to learn. 

[maskedthief-archive]

Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

Wrinkled up tissues were sprawled throughout her room from her pathetic attempt to toss them into the trashcan nearby. She felt horrible beyond belief. What was once a petty cold turned it something that prevented her from leaving the house, let alone, her bed. All Blue could do was curl up in the fetal position and try to remain warm while she drifted in and out of consciousness.

Unsure how long she had been out, the constant buzzing of her phone assured her attention briefly as she slammed her hand down aimlessly while trying to get a hold of it. Once finally in her possession, Blue brought the phone up to her ear and mumbled hello through her congested nose and pillow.

All that was heard was the frequent questions about her health before stating that he’d be there right away. Still in a daze from just waking up, the evolver slide out of bed like a worm with a blanket glued to her like a second skin and looked at herself through the mirror. Another strained moan croaked out of her dry throat as she assessed her lack luster hair, baggy eyes, and red nose. “I’m… hideous!” She cried out while gripping strains of her hair with her free hand (the other still held the blanket around her like a cape).

It wasn’t long before continual poundings and ringing came from downstairs. Slowly but surely, Blue waddled down the stairs to check who it was and was surprised to see it was Silver, who was holding a bowl of soup. “What are you doing here?” She asked, completely forgetting their phone call from earlier.

“I told you I was coming,” he responded.

Trying her best to smile, Blue moved aside to let the red head in. He was obviously concerned with her condition and asked if she wanted to lay down a bit. Of course, being the independent woman that she is, she declined but offered that they watch a movie she had been meaning to see.

So the two sat on a couch together. Blue was wrapped like a burrito with blankets and Silver sat beside her, keeping his attention high in case he needed to act. It wasn’t long before the brunette’s head began to droop and tilt towards his direction. In a panic, he began to ask the first couple things that came to mind, “are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you-“ he paused as Blue’s head fell directly in his lap.

He sat there, frozen and unsure what to do. With his mind running through the worst possible scenario, he felt her steady breathing, subtle squeak of her nose trying to breath through the snot, and occasional humming noise as she readjusted herself. Concluding that she was just asleep, Silver’s body softened as he brought his hand into her hair and threaded his fingers through her tresses. The only downside he could see was that he was stuck watching this cheesy, cliché romance movie.

[maskedthief-archive]

[[*throws my URL at you c: * ]]

Do I rp with them: Of course! I still have a reply that I’ve been procrastinating on u__u

Do I want to rp with them: Well, I already am, yes? But I’m more than happy to do multiple threads ~

Do I follow them: I will forever follow you and all your blogs.

My opinion on them: You were the first indie blog I followed on this blog. I was really happy that you liked my Blue and it brought me confidence in my writing abilities because you’re so quality. You can roleplay any character you choose well and I love you and your writing and your character and don’t leave me, mmkay! mkay! 

[sinnohs-star]

5 have gone stargazing

acetrainerainsely

monochromatic--skepticism

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"Hiii! Hello there!" She called out to the newcomers cheerfully.

[goldencue]

Gold just softly whispered an unfamiliar tune to most, playing around with the dirt absentmindedly. Today was slow. Undeniably slow, and boring. His cue's end got shrouded in light brown, though he didn't pay much mind to. If anything, it wasn't a quick scrub couldn't fix.

The Breeder swallowed, tossing his head back to look up at the sky. Obsidian tresses strayed from the big chunk of his bangs, in which Gold would have to blink to protect his eyes.

Something felt off. Or was it just him?

Nah. My intuition's usually never off. Say... I wonder how Sil and Kris are doin'? I haven't caught a sight of them in forever.

[floccesyranchers]

4 have entered the ranch

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It has been a slow day at the ranch's shop. Touko began to get rather a mix of frustration and worry. A couple of hours ago she had sent the youngest to go fetch something. And he has yet to return. She had contemplated on sending he brother to see but she decided not to. Especially since her train of thought was stopped upon hearing the door chime.

Quickly the brunette had scrambled to regain composure. She didn't want to worry customers in the least bit. But excited as she was to see people come into the shop during a slow day. She got carried away.

"Hello! 'Elcome ta the Floccesy Good's shop," Touko beamed. Azure hues brightening as words escaped. "We got lots ta offer! Like honey, eggs, milk, n berries."