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-slam dunks the url down on your desk- SUUUUP BOOGER QUEEN

My Opinion on;

Character in general:Fujitaka Akuryo. This bitch right here. He's a narcissistic little butt, with a badass demeanor that I happen to find rather enjoyable. He's like half and half, tea and lemonade. A cool drink with a bitter aftertaste. {thatwassocoolofme} I am personally quite stoked for the grand conversations he and Stocking will have.How they play them: Goon here writes his OC the way he wants to write his OC, which is hella.The Mun: HE CALLS ME BOOGER QUEEN HOW R00D. XD HE'S GREAT. HE'S WICKED FUN TO CHAT WITH AND YA KNOW WHAT ELSE? HE'S REALLY INVESTED IN THE GOOD THINGS. THANKS FOR BEING A BRO!

Do I:

RP with them: YES, or just bother tbh, but yes.Want to RP with them: YES DUH.

What is my;

Overall Opinion: 10/10 do recommend.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

#ooc #this butt right here #uncannyseraphim

{ uncannyseraphim }

Warning wasn’t necessary, the second the sound of metal scraping the air came near him he acted upon reaction and dodged the fork. A tilt was brought to his neck as he gave her a glance with a smug grin.

"Nah, bitch. Ya ain’ slick, ya ain’ slick. Wanna eat a size eleven foot tho?"

Goddamn, of course he'd catch that without needing a warning. Her eyes rolled at his stupid smug face. He was annoying, a real piece of work. No wonder she was trying to stab him in the face with a fork.

"Asshole, if you would just stay still for a second I could have at least had a decent laugh."

#uncannyseraphim #tada!

Let the past rest

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I cut so deep, today, that when the neighboor came to check up on me, she had to call an ambulence and get me in hospital. Would she come a little later I would be dead. Should I be mad or happy?

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#ic #modern #uncannyseraphim

[Text]: Hey snow-white, I thought we were meeting today? I haven't seen you in a while, are you okay?

[ text ]:

Yo, fuji, im on my way there so wait; I'm just a couple of squares away.

#ic #modern #uncannyseraphim

I agree with Shiori on this! Like a complete 100% I couldn't have said it better to be honest!

// Alright what is this here...a sudden attack of amazing people sending me heartwarming asks.....ahhhh.You guys managed to save a bit of this dark da,I know not how to thank you.....I just.....you are all too sweet,kind,lovely,caring and spirit-uplifting people really<33333333333333333

#uncannyseraphim #ooc #;_;

It's showtime. Come on!

uncannyseraphim

Loud music banged through the club, its speakers almost exploded with this rock-band their performance bursting through them and teenagers, not only humans dancing wildly to it. They surrounded the stage forming some sort of moshpit and going crazy within it. Pushing through the partying mob wearing a fanged mouth mask over his mouth. His black leather jacket danced after him as he jumped atop the stage and pulled the mic from the vocalists hands causing a loud whining sound to echo through the room and silence the crowd. He cleared his throat and began speaking into the microphone. "Good evening humans I have something extraordinary to tell you. There are demons amongst us. Amongst all of you!” He pointed over the crowd with one long pale finger and grinned behind his mask as he noticed how the bouncers already started to move toward him. “Even now here in this club they stand alongside you and are moving against us. This world belongs to the humans not to the devil’s minions. This was James Night have a nice evening!”

As the crowd started to laugh clearly thinking he was crazy or something and not believing a word of what he said he kicked off, launching himself into the air pulling out his guns as he started to spin. His mint green eyes watched the demons and peeling away the magical camouflage they hid behind and he realized they were both Sloth-demons. He chuckled and landed atop one filling its head with several bullets, making it wither away and filled the club with the sound of gunshots making several people scream. He could not really blame them, they just saw him shooting up another human being for no apparent reason. He pulled out his second gun and without looking he pointed it at the demon almost upon him shot its brains out all over the crowd behind it. He rose from the ground cheering cheerfully hearing people calling the authorities talking about a madman called James Night. Grinning and quite satisfied with the name he was making for himself he walked out lazily putting his guns away.

Walking toward his motorcycle he then sat upon it waiting for the cops. Normally these were demons as well and what better to do than exterminate them as well, two birds with one stone as he liked to think. He reached inside his jacket pocket plucking out a pack of smokes looking at the girls giggling and secretly glancing at him and he smiled although this was hidden behind the mask he still wore which left him to beckon them. Without hesitation they approached him. Still frantically giggling they looked at each other clearly trying to decide which one would get the prize. Then he winked and asked as gentle as he could. “Would one you girls have a light for me?” Immediately the smaller one of the two reached into her purse handing him a lighter. “Keep it.” She said sugary sweet pressing her hand against his chest hoping to make an impression.

As she walked off and he smoked he could already hear distant sirens approaching wondering which demons they would send now as he put the lighter in his pocket. Probably Ratgo demons disguised as K9'es and police officers which in truth were envy-demons. Making his engine start with a loud roar he drove toward the middle of the street only to get off and walk toward the fast approaching cop cars. He sighed a little disappointed noticing there were only two this meant only one bullet was necessary. He took aim, loosed the bullet and it entered a front wheel making the car lose control and spin which caused the second car to crash into it which made it flip over. Another well placed shot which started a fire and lead to a loud bang and destroyed the cars. Disappointed with himself for using two shots instead of one he got back onto his bike throwing the now stub of a cigarette away. The bike roared loudly but didn’t get off his place as he scanned the mob for perhaps a drinking buddy or another sort of ‘buddy’.

#fuckingdemons #It'sShowtimeComeOn #uncannyseraphim

[MSG]:I guess my company doesn't interest you any more. {casually slips this in, cause angst. -flops-}

Jealous messages

What?

That was the first and only word that came to her mind the moment she saw what was displaying on the screen of her communicating device. Confusion flooded her mind and she had to pause for a long while, trying to recall what would be the reason the hybrid would send this kind of message to her. His company doesn't interest her anymore? What was he saying? Where did he get that from?

Her fingers moved to try to type out a reply, but for some reasons, she didn't know what to say or what to feel. Was she angry? Sad? Probably everything all at once. And she still couldn't think of why he would send her this. It's true that she hadn't seen him for a few days... but only because she had her own duties to worry about and how the demons were escaping through the rifts. She was busy handling that with some friends-- Her companions who helped her fight those--...

And that was when it clicked within her mind... Or at least that was what she speculated to happen.

Did he happen to see her with them? When they weren't meeting up? Maybe that's why he thought she no longer felt like spending time with him? That his company no longer interests her? Who was he kidding!?

Instead of typing out a message to reply, she slid her phone back into her bag and immediately got up from where she was seated, heading up the stairs and finally, finding herself up on the rooftop and true enough, discovered the male who was secluding himself up alone. Closing the heavy door of the rooftop behind her, she gained his attention where the phoenix instantaneously marched up to him, much to his surprise where she could see he was still holding his phone. Was he expecting her to text him back?

Think again.

Her hands seized his shirt just a little below his collar, showing her riled up emotions but not that she was too rough with him. Just enough to convey that she wasn't happy with his message one bit, and her vermilion optics looked straight into crimson irises.