#mrleanandgreen

[greenandblueplumber]

(Thanks a lot for notifying me that I have a couple of old things in my inbox, Tumblr.  Not.  Had to delete them since they were outdated.)

[crystalsandflowers-blog]

mr-lean-and-green

insanitytwisted

maestrofstorms

royabilly

phantompesadilla

"I'm pretty popular today it seems, not that that's a bad thing." 

Daisy gave a wave and a little smile. "What's up? How's it going? Hopefuly it's not too warm for ya!"

[mr-l-green-thunder-archive]

♠ ♦

♠ - What are they afraid of?

(( Ooh. That's a lil bit tough. Let me think....

L is actually afraid of his own mind, in a sense. It can be a great thing, however at the same time, it becomes his worst enemy with his scattered mindset when it happens. ))

♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of?

(( L is definitely very proud of his ability to work well with technology and mechanics. He takes pride in his work, and won't be afraid to show that off. ))

[mr-l-green-thunder-archive]

ϡ for a MENTAL STATE headcanon.

HEADCANON: Mr. L's mental state is more or less scattered. For the most part, L's mental state tends to stay calm, organized and he feels in control. But there are a lot of times where his thoughts get the best of him, and there's no way for him keep up with it. Those days where his mental state scatters, his thoughts range from positive, negative, lighter, darker, insecure, confident, they literally scatter. Those are the days he is quietest and most closed off. ))

[empresspeach]

OOC

We interrupt this program to bring you this message!

[Yeah, so I'm probably not gonna be using this account anymore. Yesterday, I was trying to log in, but it kept telling me my password was incorrect, when it clearly wasn't. I never changed my password. At all. That's when I realized; my account had been hacked. Well, hours later, I try logging in again; surprisingly, it works. After a while, I log back out and find out I can't log in again. So this hacker is probably changing my passwords just to screw with me. And who knows what else they might do? Are you frickin' kidding me? Craaap. ;n; So now I had to make a new blog. Goddammit. eue]  

My new account ⇾ princess-of-mushrooms.tumblr.com/ ⇦ [Oh my gosh, I forgot about my account based on the cartoon version of Peach. I swear, I'll work on it tomorrow. Promise. :3 Oh, and I tagged all my followers just so you guys would know what happened and you wouldn't think I left or something bad happened or whatnot. Plus, I hardly talked to any of you all. And I love talking to people despite the fact I can be pretty darn shy. 'c: Das all. Now I'm gonna go play GTA and blow stuff up because I'm still mad. Adios.~]

[star-road-defender]

Cream ((And-I-have-our-rp-saved-in-drafts-and-I-still-need-to-reply-but-I-just-dunno-what-to-put-I'm-so-sorry T^T))

Cream - I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.

((Mun: You can talk to me. I’m not scary. And don’t worry, take your time. =) ))

[demonofinnocence]

Whilst you laid your head down to rest for Christmas day, Luigi had snuck into your house with no reindeer nor sleigh. From the sack on his back he pulled out a present. Placing it under your tree, hoping your reaction to be pleasant. He had learned his friends quite well, all of them he admired, he had bought them all *one item they most desired*. Leaving the way he came, he left as he exclaimed with glee, "Merry Christmas to all, and a Happy Year of Luigi!"

Luigi didn’t plan on sleeping that night; it just…happened. He woke up that morning in a daze of worry, but that soon faded away as he realized…nothing had happened to him while he’d been out cold. Shuffling out of bed, it slowly hit him that today was Christmas. How could he forget?! The anxious plumber shuffled a bit faster to his tree (We’re not even going to go into detail as to how he got that tree together.), stopping as his mind registered the fact that there was actually something under it. It shocked him, yes, but he was focusing more on another question: Who could’ve snuck in so quietly and left this here without his knowing? Luigi shrugged. It’s Christmas. It’s Christmas and I need to shut up.

Eventually, he’d opened the present, freezing up once it came into view. Was it…? No… He could tell he was tearing up a bit the more awake he was becoming. Luigi held the mysterious present close, grinning all the same as he accepted that there was someone, whoever it was, thinking of him.

He’d never think of asking for much of anything lately; the smallest things, whether the value made sense to others or not, were just enough to make him feel happy. It may not be that favored plunger of his that he lost so long ago, but something about this one reminded him of it especially. Either way, he’d treasure it just the same.

[thehammerbrocommander]

Whilst you laid your head down to rest for Christmas day, Luigi had snuck into your house with no reindeer nor sleigh. From the sack on his back he pulled out a present. Placing it under your tree, hoping your reaction to be pleasant. He had learned his friends quite well, all of them he admired, he had bought them all *one item they most desired*. Leaving the way he came, he left as he exclaimed with glee, "Merry Christmas to all, and a Happy Year of Luigi!"

"...Zzzz...Where are the cookies, mother? *mumble*...Zzz..."

...."WAHH!!!"

Although he was sleeping peacefully at first, Army Hammer Bro was suddenly awakened from his sleep upon hearing what seemed to be a thump.

"Gah, just what in the world was that?!  ...Hope it's not a ghost.."

After struggling to open the frosty window, the agitated turtle briefly scanned the area before nervously returning to his bed; he hoped that the guards would sooner or later catch the "thief," for the Hammer Bro was just too lazy and scared to leave the comfort of his room.

However, the Hammer Bro was jerked from his sleep again, this time by a loud Christmas greeting from outside. As a response to the greeting, the Koopa angrily shouted back, "Merry Christmas to you too, whoever you are, but next time, don't shout!"