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“Shouldn’t you be wearing a shirt? It’s November, isn’t it? You’ll catch a cold if you run around like that once the snow starts falling.”
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undyingparagon
“Shouldn’t you be wearing a shirt? It’s November, isn’t it? You’ll catch a cold if you run around like that once the snow starts falling.”
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// I think reblog karma is when you send someone an ask for a meme thing they posted, before reblogging it. Or something.
{Oh... then I guess I don't really agree with it. I don't see it as forced interaction, necessarily, but I often times just reblog the meme and keep scrolling without really thinking about it, and not sending in to someone I reblogged it from. Occasionally I will, but not out of any real sense of obligation just because I reblogged it from them.}
❝ You seem like a very excitable person. Do you always go around shouting at whoever and what ever? ❞ It reminded her of a certain someone, so she couldn't help but approach him. ❝ You may want to use your inside voice for often, you may attract the wrong type of people. ❞
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First thing’s first...
TO: Bro FROM: Simon!
[txt]: bro? have you figured this thing out yet? [txt]: where are you? i need to talk to you about something.
Hardly a second later he realizes Kamina can’t fucking read.
[txt]: WAIT DON’T BREAK IT [txt]: ITS SEEMONE. SSSS. EEE. MONE. SIMON.
.....This isn’t working.
He takes a deep intake of breath and SHOUTS AS LOUD AS HE CAN
“SIMON’S A SPINELESS COWARD WHO COMBINES LIKE A GIRL!!”
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「 ♔.Her boots shuffled along the street like everyone else around her...and behind her. She has already told this guy plenty enough times to stop doing whatever it was to see her smile, and she was tired of telling him to go away. At this point she had acquired the talent of ignoring his presence quite easily. How? She had no idea herself, but she was happy for it either way.
It was her routine now to go out in the early morning, get a cup of coffee, maybe read a newspaper, and then get some breakfast as well. Then afterwards probably go to some place that was secluded and spend the rest of her time there or maybe jog around. Something to keep her mind going and to keep in some sort of shape.
Blue eyes though would flicker to the side as she could have sworn she heard some sort of loud obnoxious shout, one that was familiar. She would pause, wait for a moment, and ah yes, there it was. Slowly she would turn around to see that man yelling at what appeared to be a pair of people with animal characteristics to them. People who she hadn’t really honestly paid much attention to, but it would seem the day would come where she would had too. Seeing how it looked like that idiot was about ready to swing is fist at something any second now.
❝ What the hell are you doing?! ❞
Her hand was already roughly grabbing his shoulder and pushing him to the side to get distance between him and the others. Multiple sorrys were being spoken, but she wasn’t going to hear them right now. ❝ Go. Now. ❞ With those words spoken they were already off and after seeing them off her attention would now fall onto him. ❝ You know given our first encounter I took you for the kind of guy who didn’t attack random innocent citizens. It would seem I was wrong. Just what the hell were you thinking? ❞
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Naki sat hunched over the bar. His mood was, not the best. For the most part because, there was nothing at the bar he could actually consume. No ghoul bars existed within Citta. That meant if he actually wanted to come somewhere to distract himself, the only thing he could really drink in was the atmosphere.
He had asked the bartender for crayons, and surprisingly had been given some, so he passed the time by attempting to doodle his boss on a napkin. It looked more like a monstrous cartoon character than it did Yamori. Just when he had started to pick his mood up by attempting to spell out Yamori’s name in Kanji (Ya- wori? No, that was wrong), idly kicking his feet at the bottom of the stool.
That was when it happened. A commotion started behind him, but Naki did not necessarily hear it. His ear had two pretty large chunks torn out of it after all. He did notice though, the moment he was bumped into. Naki raised his hand distinctively in defense, having been hit a lot in his day, and knocked the beverage out of the man’s hand. It flew through the air in almost slow motion, before the glass spilled of it’s contents on his suit.
Naki, whose suit was pure white, and also a memento of his big brother. Seemed perfectly still for a moment. But that was just the shock setting in.
“This is for my suit!” He shouted, before immediately swinging his elbow at the man who spilled his drink on him. “Knee!”
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The last thing Simon remembers is defeating lord Genome and taking Tepplin, and even with how advanced the capital was it certainly looked nothing like this.
It’s clear to him that he’s been kidnapped and roped into some sort of experiment.. but why him? Maybe it had something to do with the spiral power. Maybe he should ask around.
Spotting someone down the way, the digger approached the figure. “Hey! Could I ask you somethi...ng...”
Slowing down and halting to a stop, the boy stared. That symbol...it couldn’t be.
“..bro?”
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“The hell is Cushion? And what’s it got to do with meat and cheese”
“It’s been how long an’ you’re still clueless as a kitten? What’ve you been doin’ this whole time anyway?”