#plasmahasher

[unepetitepavementprincess]

Well, her job had went well… That was a relief, honestly. She hadn’t been doing much work aside from ordering the grunts around to make sure the castle was being rebuilt to her Lord’s liking. She wanted to it to be fixed as soon as possible! The sooner it was fixed, the faster he didn’t have to stay so far away in Castelia and could maybe live in the castle like before.

She hoped this would be the case… It was best for her to get home and continue working on other things again, but she couldn’t help but pause when a blonde walked up to her. She blinked quickly at the unfamiliar words, flushing childishly at the compliment and the wink that accompanied it.

Cutie—?

"I… It’s Touyo?" she answered, staring at the stranger in innocent confusion. "Uh, I’m not that cute…"

Even though the blonde had been in Unova for nearly five months now, she was still fairly new to it. Especially during the day, since she was usually out at night. A night owl on the run, as she might call it. But it was always good to explore around when it was light out. After all, at this time most people weren't drunk off their asses, and it was easier to see people. Though sometimes the street lights and illuminated signs helped with that part. But even Yvonne knew looks were deceiving. However, cuteness was exterior. Even if this girl was a murder, she couldn't deny she was a cute one.

The girl next to her, however, was more than cute. Though for some reason she reminded her a lot like someone she knew. However, she couldn't put her finger on it. It probably wasn't important. After all, if it was, she would have remembered, now wouldn't she? Now, time to stop pondering on the unimportant details, and focus on the main detail. This cutie who was standing in front of her. Can't leave cute girls unattended to.

She wasn't going to be rude after all--

"Ah Touyo. Beautiful name." She purred as it rolled off her tongue. "Je m'appelle Yvonne, from the Kalos region." The blonde flashed a smile. "Ah? Not cute? Who said that?"

[psicosix]

         Welcome to the nɨǥħŧmȺɍɇ in my head,    Say hello to something sȼȺɍɏ              The mønsŧɇɍ in your bed          Just give in and you won’t be søɍɍɏ

t0uku

plasma-has-her

celadonfragrance

auraofthereincarnated

snapbacksandactionmoves

             ↳ Welcome to my øŧħɇɍ sɨđɇ

「✂」―; ‘tis the rhythmic strumming of the performer’s guitar that constructs a melodic symphony to diffuse throughout the hectic streets, harmonious tune conducting the gradual development of a crowd. ‘Tis inspired by the toils undertaken by the heart of constant tribulations and growth, a melody unparalleled amongst the others in this moment and it resounds without flaw or slip in the dance of fingers across the neck of the guitar.

      here, Blake can be located, mutually attracted with the distinctive tune and the presence of one too interesting to leave alone, currently in the ideal situation for the nonchalant commencing of a conversation.

                「it's really pretty, the music I mean... don't you think?」

[prize-ticket-zorua]

"Why join evil organizations or a subway thing when you can be a pokemon and have power that can be used to kill all who oppose you?"

[theunwantedvirus-blog]

plasma-has-her eternalrivalokido

It was very warm here. Red was not used to warm weather, much more acquainted with the harsh cold weather of Mt. Silver. He had been on his regular post on the freezing mountain for the past three months, battling against the dark presence in his mind as well as the blistering winds that constantly blew by. 

But now, there were no harsh winds, no crunching of snow underneath his feet, not even a cool breeze to give him a sense of familiarity. No, all that he could feel was the humid warmth consuming his entire body. It was no comfortable at all. In fact, it felt stifling and overwhelming. How could people handle being around such uncomfortable weather? It was unbearable for him and left him feeling too hot for his skin. 

Eyes glancing around from the spot that he was standing in (which was thankfully in the shade), Red watched as people passed by. There were happy smiles in their faces, talking to their respective partners. 

So unbearable. 

As he continued watching the crowds of people go by, he suddenly narrowed his eyes. There was a figure that caught his attention in the small crowd of people. Blinking for a moment, Red could feel a familiar dark presence enter his mind, but he quickly ignored it, more interested in trying to see the person that had caught his eyes. Keeping his gaze locked on the figure, Red moved from out of the shade and started walking towards the person. 

He quickly covered the ground between himself and the figure before he came up to the person. Tapping the person's shoulder, Red prepared himself for the inevitable conversation that would come up. 

[imaginary-tide]

Six people remember Xion...

plasma-has-her remembers Xion

lovelessherogenesis remembers Xion

redeyedfighter remembers Xion

burnbabykeyblade remembers Xion

  regnumheros remembers Xion

  vocaloidlily remembers Xion

Xion leaned back against a wall, staring up at the sky.  It was starting to get late, the sky was just starting to shift colors as sunset approached.  Xion heard footsteps approaching down the street, and turned to face the person that was walking toward her.  She smiled slightly at them as they stopped to look at her.

  "Hello," she said.  "What has you out at this hour?"