#sixfunctionknife

[velvet-voiced]

@sixfunctionknife: wouldnt it be soooooo devastating if he went looking for daisy now, found them, and then several days later malamar found him again

OH MY GOD??? MY HEART??

He spent so long looking for them too because they're so used to hiding from him/Exceed, and when he finally gets a lead... He's closing in on their location... Malamar comes back.

And it would mock them about it too.

[deathfavor]

@sixfunctionknife said: 'you’re really moody today, huh?' // @ gaku! THE RED THREADS OF FORTUNE PROMPTS

It is not often that complaints rest upon Gaku's tongue. Things happen and he rolls with them with the hopes for something INTERESTING OR EXCITING to emerge from them. Evidently, this does mean he is entirely immune from having a bad day. Or being moody as the assassin in front of him decides to phrase it.

Is he moody? Maybe. Ah, at least Kumanomi isn't around to tug on his ear and scold at him like she had earlier in the morning. His ear aches even at the thought of it. Yeesh.

Garnet colored eyes regard the other with a flat stare, hands in his pockets. Should he do something? He WANTS to. Kei might not be happy with that though. Especially right here of all places. And he does have something that is arguably more important to him at the moment than throwing plans into chaos and getting a lecture if he came out victorious. ( What a lame victory prize that would be. )

" You're not helping that. " Gaku finally answers, unhurried but rather deadpan in his delivery. NO BITE, no snarl, nothing that indicates the words are bothering him beyond his words themselves. But despite the casual demeanor, he's watching. Still, he lifts one hand, bandaged finger pointing at the gaming store behind Nagumo that he needs to get to. That would be his kind of luck today. " I've got a new game to get. There's a new release in the series. Move. "

[maskuerade]

“what?? no 'bless you?' i’ll remember that.” // @ satoru lmaooooo

' most people consider me the blessing . ' stated as if that were obvious , ' so i don't really feel the need to offer verbal blessings . you're tellin' me you don't feel the same ? i can't believe you don't see your best friend as blessing enough . and after everything i have ever done for you ! why , this morning -- when that guy bumped into you at that cafe with the double chocolate croissants , you know -- i was ready to lay down my life in your honor . ' he puts his hands atop his heart , like this is the most devastating thing to happen to him .

' and you're letting two little words harm our special bond . i'm wounded . '

[eraba-reta-unmei]

@sixfunctionknife replied to your post “'My Daily Life Being Spoiled Like a Pet by a P45...”:

"MY DAILY LIFE BEING SPOILED LIKE A PET BY A P45 EXECUTIVE?? WOW THAT'S A REALLY INTERESTING BOOK YOU GOT THERE." << speaking loudly on purpose

" —?! " What the fu—people were STARING this direction now?! She grabs his arm and all but shoves him into a nearby alleyway.

" HEY, what the FUCK, man?! What are you, a peeping tom?! "

[mugennoiro]

💌 @sixfunctionknife sent: "Customer complaint; you should fire Natsuki. He sucks." (Natsuki) | Markiplier's Playthrough of Security Breach (always accepting!)

THE RESPONSE is so slow, it feels as if the information arrived after delay. Palms press against the desk; he pushes himself back slow and firm, the extension in his arms fully visible. The gradual turn in his swivel chair is guided by his heel. When he faces the older assassin, he does so with steepled fingers and a face so still it looks painted on. Deep cerulean eyes border on listless as he stares ahead. Finally, a single blink indicates a sign of life.

For a moment, he allows himself to focus on the gaudy pattern of Nagumo's shirt. His eyes narrow — he's scrutinizing it, judging the horrific juxtaposition of colors. His tongue is held though, at least for a beat longer. Finally, he drags his eyes up to meet Nagumo's. "Did you write that yourself?" Natsuki asks, his voice low and metronomic.

[mugennoiro]

💌 @sixfunctionknife sent: "Warnings are for nerds." (Osaragi) | Markiplier's Playthrough of Security Breach (always accepting!)

A DARK, VACUOUS STARE directs itself at him. Once again, he’s successfully managed to draw her ire; her wrath. Whatever words she speaks are overpowered by the saw roaring in front of her. When this realization hits, she lowers her weapon and repeats herself.

A soft, silvery “Oh” surfs the breeze. “I’ll just kill you then, I guess.” Lithe fingers find the switch to toggle. Pending his response, her retribution may resume. “Do you have any last words?” She imagines he has quite a few. “And . . . are your affairs in order?” A harrowing thought succeeds her question: if he has any unfinished business, he would most certainly haunt her.

[mugennoiro]

💌 @sixfunctionknife sent: ❝ yolo fellow kids, nagumo here, and… is it thursday? ❞ (Mafuyu) | ✯ VSAUCE OUT OF CONTEXT SENTENCES (always accepting!)

A LONG, GUTTURAL GROAN draws up from the depths of his belly. He's immediately unconvinced this will pass quickly. Nagumo's figure eclipses the fluorescent light above, which forces Mafuyu to adjust the brightness on his screen. If the clock runs out, he's for sure going to lose. Why prolong the inevitable? Subsequently, he chalks the match up to a loss, and sets his phone aside. Damn. The climb is going to be double the work now.

"What do you want?" The junior Seba hisses through twisted lips, "Don't you have anything better to do right now?" An answer, he unfortunately already knows. So to press the matter — at the risk of it backfiring completely — he adds, "I was in the middle of something important." A ranked match of Clash Royale, to be exact.