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[pocketdogged]

@shotthrice​...

  Joe tries not to hate much, but this… this he definitely hates.

  There’s plenty of downsides to being a nosy person, he realizes. The obvious panic that comes from waking up once more in a room that isn’t his in an area that isn’t instantly recognizable after such a groggy awakening is enough to exhaust him. Still, Joe finds himself pawing through Neku’s clothing to find anything that suits his style better among the other teen’s closet. Eventually, he comes out with a couple pieces that he can mix-and-match that should announce enough that something is up here.

  Still, his fingers mistakenly tap Neku’s name several times on the phone before he has to remind himself, no, this is Neku’s phone and texting it won’t help anyone. Once his message goes through, Joe hurries to the meeting place he gave and settles on the bench.

  Joe keeps the ongoing silence between them, twiddling his thumbs and staring at the ground. He spares a glance to Neku and tries to make it less apparent how freaked out he is by all of this. His thoughts aren’t exactly organized right now, so having anything to say is--

  “ Ah! H - Hey, Neku, do you have my pocket dog?! ”

[pocketdogged]

whoa, @shotthrice, where’d ya get those?!

  Don’t get him wrong, cats are perfectly fine creatures in their own right! No one would catch him badmouthing the animals, but... well, he can’t say they’re better than dogs. Cats have always been more like Sara in his eyes, which in some ways boosts his view on them, but separating them from his best friend...

  They fall short of canines.

  “ Dude, those are so cute! I think I saw those back in a mall at home... didn’t think they’d sell them here too! Where’d you pick them up at? ”

  ( If he’s lucky, he could afford two sets. Or, wait... what if there’s dog-themed ones now? He could match with... 

  He cuts the thought short before the excitement drains from his face. Now isn’t the time for sorrows, Tazuna! )

[isolaradiale]

after a quiet run i'll be dropping neku sakuraba from the world ends with you ! this is his blog, and he was housed in condo 467. thank you all for a good run !

Dropped for you!

-- mod altair.

[spiderstaff]

switcheroo !

Send me “Switcheroo!” and I’ll redesign your muse as if they were from my muse’s universe (D&D Style) | (Not Accepting)

I……..love Neku’s hair ngl

[anglerfishnabe]

shotthrice liked your post “event rp ad! 

To move around in the snow Ogata needed a vehicle. The bicycles were no good in this weather and he knew nothing of the other sort of moving vehicles. A familiar one would be a best pick.

That’s how Ogata met Wiener - he didn’t know his name though. For a petting zoo ride it was quite a resilient one, skilled in moving through the snow. Ogata still tried to keep himself on the more shallow side of the snow but Wiener made his way through thicker tides as well. 

Wiener had good reflexes too. When someone appears right in the middle of the road Ogata’s riding he makes a stop even without Ogata’s signal. Ogata looks down to the stranger but tightens his feet against Wiener’s sides signaling it to continue but suddenly it refuses to move.

“ .....look, that’s not one of the kids in the park, what’s wrong now? “

[wrightsideofthelaw]

@shotthrice

For all the activity in the other parts of the city, the air around the courthouse is deathly still. At least in Phoenix’s version of the city, the courthouse stands in ruins. It’s unsettling to say the least, reminiscent of another ruined courtroom, in another city, in another world.

He’s worried about the others; if they’re not at the courthouse or the manor, where could they be? The area’s clear of monsters (at least from his point of view), so he deems it safe to approach a stranger. Might as well start asking around, right?

“Excuse me, have you seen anyone else around here? A man in a red suit, or a girl with blue hair...?”

[isolaradiale]

hi, sorry about the inactivity !!!! i'd like to reapp neku sakuraba from the world ends with you, his app can be found under /app or from navigation, thank you!

Welcome back!

You'll be staying in CONDO 467!

You'll retain everything from your previous stay!

PLEASE NOTE: As you were removed in an activity check, you have one week to make three IC posts else you will be considered inactive once more.

~ mod bellatrix

[willthereben0ne]

@shotthrice

Flandre couldn’t honestly say she liked the stark white and blue decor of Archimedes. It clashed with her own dark-red-plus-rainbows aesthetic far too much, in her opinion. But, what she did like was Sakuya’s cooking- and somehow, some way, one of the booths on this seemingly endless street seemed to be filled with the dishes the head maid had always prepared for the young vampire.

Yes, all manners of delicacies were there, from a crimson red pudding (Flandre’s favorite!) to a mysterious, dark red stew. It was, of course, worth noting that everything available at this particular stand was a shade of red in some form. Not that Flandre seemed to notice or care; she was too busy stuffing her face, to the point that she barely even noticed that someone had approached her. Everything tasted so good..!

When she did finally notice the other, she immediately held a plate of the mysterious red pudding out for him. 

“Do you want some too? It’s super sweet!”