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[tokifausa]

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Was there confusion on his features when he viewed the tv? of course there is. a group of girls singing and dancing some hot beat while on stage might make sense, if he knew what kind of music this is. Tokifusa is a man behind his time. 

  “This is... rather odd.”

[uchihacycs]

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“A birthday party, hm?” Sasuke crossed his arms, staring at Ruby with a unconvinced expression. The girl’s nervous attitude made it difficult for Sasuke to trust what she was saying. Although he wasn’t trying to embarrass her either, he just wanted to make sure that she was being cautious-- if it was a date.

“Then...who’s birthday is it?”

[aurelsabre]

starter - @therubestyidol 

It was always been random encounters with random people until this pinkette came out of nowhere. Narberal still had that fierce look on her face that is typically normal to her. That’s how she was created by Nishikienrai; Evil.

“If i have my magic back, i would have turned you into ashes. Now what do you want from me?” She’s eagerly waiting.

[himerasu-blog]

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    Yukiko was drawn into a nearby music store simply because of the tunes coming out from its opened doors. She wasn’t the most up-to-date on modern music compared to others, but she did know a handful of artists. As the girl entered the store, she looked around at the selection and picked up a CD. The image on the front certainly seemed inviting and friendly, too.

    She was only intending on musing to herself as she said, “Oh, wow.. This song selection is certainly something I’d like to see for myself!” Little did she know that there were actual people with knowledge on music and idols only feet away from the Amagi Inn heiress.

[gempathic]

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“Psst… it’s okay, he’s gone now.” Steven crouched down and whispered to his pet cat hiding in his backpack. The former stray climbed out and landed in the floor of the empty classroom.

Steven didn’t like detention, but he couldn’t seem to stop getting in trouble. Only because he couldn’t stop not paying attention in class.

His pet followed him out into the hall. He checked every corner to make sure the teachers really were all in the lounge with their coffee before he made it outside.

“Ahh… freedom!” Steven looked up at the sky. The sun was just starting to set. How long had he been in detention!? His hand still hurt from writing lines.

“Found you, Ruby!” His walking finally stopped when he spotted the girl at their favorite café. And by café, he meant bench and table by a vending machine on the corner. “I saved this for you, since you were…sick.”

He took the homework packet from his backpack, identical the one he’d started on in detention. He handed it to her.

“I can help you with it if you need?” Steven was willing to do that, even if right now he never wanted to see school work again in his life.

[diaflares]

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    She hardly saw it surprising to see that the boardwalk area was crowded-- People were drawn to its amusement park attractions of roller coasters and the rather large ferris wheel. It did seem like riding it while overlooking the water would be a breathtaking sight, but she was hardly in a panic to ride it. The mass amounts of people didn’t particularly intimidate her, but she could see how it was overwhelming for some.

    Makoto stopped in her tracks and approached the other girl who seemed to be either lost or conquered by the crowds. She walked up to her with a smile and said, “Would you like to walk around together? I’m sure it would be more fun with somebody else.”

[inv1s]

         Often times she was forgetful but not this forgetful. Only carrying a single pen with her for the rest of three classes, Violet finally realizes ( and finds the courage ) to retrieve her pencil case at the end of the school day. But there was one problem: the classroom she left it in was none other than a multi-purpose room that also served detention.

         Standing outside the room, squeezing the fabric of her sweater, she’s hesitant. Was she scared? A bit. She’s never been to detention, but all the kids that were forced to go seemed a bit... intimidating. What if they steal her pencil case?! That thought alone coerces her step inside, if a bit nervously. Glancing around the classroom, she makes sure not to make eye contact with any of the students -- not even the one who is sitting in her assigned seat for her earlier class.

         “Have you seen a pencil case around here? I-It’s purple, soft, and has a black zipper...” @therubestyidol

[kosaju-blog]

  response to @therubestyidol‘s ☆

“Accessorizing! Even if today is an off day for you, don’t forget to magnify your cuteness just a little!! And if it isn’t... we must get you adventuring in that direction!”

She puffed out her chest and put a hand over it, a confident look over her features. A Hanatsubaki knows what’s up. (She only questionably knows what’s up here, facing down a well-accessorizing idol without a clue.)