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I was at the Blue Jackets game last night, and boy it was one heck of a game! I flew home to visit the family, so that was fun to go with them. 10-0 against the top team in the league made it even sweeter. But I'm back in Ikebukuro now.

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So, if we had a roleplay going a long time ago and you'd like to continue, feel free to hit me up!

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Looking back on how I fell out of this blog, I’m not really sure why I was afraid to come back. Fear of not being accepted again, perhaps? Maybe I was afraid of disappointing people if I left again. I’m not sure. It was rather stupid, either way. A lot’s happened since then, and I’ve changed. I’d like to think it’s for the better, but we’ll see. Hopefully things here haven’t changed too much.

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I hate endings.

Call it what you like... A rant, rambling... But I had something I felt like talking about.

I hate endings. Almost more than anything. The absolute, infinite fact that something has come to a close really pisses me off. It’s a lot like a loss, in a way. When it comes to stories, it means you will never see or hear from the characters you love again. You’ll never know what happens to them afterwards. Maybe it’s selfish, or stupid. I don’t know.

I almost prefer to leave things open ended. Unfinished business is much more preferable to me because it leaves me the hope that things can continue. It gives me something to look forward to and allows my imagination to  keep going. But when things end... It pisses me off. 

I haven’t been on for so long because life got in the way, as it tends to do. If you’ve followed me for this long and waited for me to come back, thank you very much. It means a lot. I imagine most of you forgot me by now, and that’s fine. But I hope I’m welcomed back either way. I look forward to becoming active in the community once again. I always planned to come back, because, like I said...

I hate endings.

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Hey, all. I’m sorry for yet another hiatus, but something happened in my life, and it made it very hard for me to do anything like roleplaying.

My grandfather passed away suddenly and unexpectedly in a boating accident in our pond in our backyard at the end of December. I won’t get into the details, but it all happened so fast... He was a huge part of my life, and my life has drastically changed since then. I moved in with my grandmother who had a spinal fusion just a few weeks before to take care of her. Since then, I’ve been working and trying to carry on with life.

I hope you understand why I was gone, but I do plan on continuing roleplaying here, and I’ve even been considering making another blog for Yang Xiao-Long from RWBY. I’ll try to get some responses done soon.

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Okay. I still need to reply to @lindabooty. I will after a nap.

As usual, if I owe you a reply, feel free to message me, because I lost it or forgot it somewhere. If we don’t have one going and would like to start one, please let me know!

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I'm in a very yuri mood today. Someone care to indulge me?

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Reforming the Shadows

@preciousyellowidiot​

“Thanks for meeting me here, Masaomi.”

Fiona took a sip of her coffee as her blonde friend sat across from her. “Don’t worry. It has nothing to do with Izaya, or work  for him. I wanted to pitch an idea to you... And given your history with the Yellow Scarves...” It wasn’t really all that surprising she knew about that. She did work for Izaya. “Well, I figured you were the best person to turn to.” She had a much more serious, business-like tone that she usually did, and it was really the first time she’d shown it since she’d been in Ikebukuro, so it had to be setting off red flags everywhere.

“I want to reform my old gang, the Scarlet Shadows, here in Ikebukuro.”

She paused for a brief moment, taking another sip, before explaining. “With the current state of things here in town, I think it would be a great refresher. With the current state of things, I think it’s about time. The Scarves are basically nominal at this point, leaving only the Dollars. And they’re basically unregulated. There’s no structure. Nobody in charge. People do what they want, and get away with what they want. There’s no one to enforce any sort of rules. And, at least back in New York, every gang had at least some sort of code of honor. I think that we need someone to keep these kids in check. Make rules and enforce them.”

She took yet another sip. “Basically, I want to straiten out the Dollars, and set a code that should be followed. From what I can tell, the Yakuza don’t give a rat’s ass about this town, and there’s no one here who has the means to step up, and I think I can be the person to provide that. What are your thoughts?”