Tsundra

"… she became well-known as an unapproachable ‘cool beauty’. And — this is insider information known only to a certain group of people — anyone who did in fact approach her had, without exception, suffered a horrible experience. It’s not something so abstract as ‘even the most beautiful rose has its thorns’ — Senjougahara is just a beautiful thorn."

[theformerace-archived]

｢❀｣ — Ceasing forward movement on hearing that familiar voice, Kanbaru shifted her torso in several directions, an attempt to find its source. And find she did — this picture of perfection to her side was clearly that beloved senior of hers. Of course. Who else could have threatened her in such a manner?

Setting her gaze upon the other, she returned such a greeting with laughter and a wide grin.

"I could likely ask the same of you, Senjougahara-senpai. For me, the simple answer of that question is that I am going back to my apartment, as it seems I have forgotten something. Such a casual blunder for a person like me to have made this morning in my rush to leave, I am not certain I am ready to forgive myself yet."

A pause. Her long twin-tails shifted as she tilted her head, her wide grin now softened as she raised an eyebrow at her senior. “Really, though, to think I’d see you again, and after all this time… Then, that must mean you’re doing well? I hope you’re doing well, Senjougahara-senpai!”

[teasedere]

Retracting her blades she seemed appeased by the response she garnered from the girl before her.  It was safe to say that this was indeed Kanbaru, and any doubts about it not being her were debunked. 

Emerging from the shaded alley, she let out a sigh at the explanation. "I see." Came her short reply. As for the other assumption; it was safe to say Senjougahara was doing just fine.  No physical harm had come to her, however the confusion and slight wonder that came with abrupt new surroundings probably did harm her psyche. In what way? Well, no one would ever know until 20 years down the road when it came out during a session with a therapist.

"You could say everything is copesthetic, besides the fact of wasting my precious time grinding in a low budget MMO that I have an inability to escape from."

[counterfeitconman-blog]

Scene Three || Open

[counterfeitconman-blog]

There are many things in this world I do not care for; self-righteous people who lord over others like kings because of decrepit book of morals, things that cost me money with very little in return - bills and taxes essentially - and then people who talked much bigger than they were worth. Following that, there are certain people whom I dislike with great intensity, for one reason or another. And then there’s…

(Her.)

"Senjougahara. A pleasure…just kidding."

I suppose it was more than a little hopeful that I could be rid of her entirely. Wondering why the scientists brought her here would lead back to the question of why I was brought here as well, so I’m not going into it. But, rest assured, she is not worth much any longer. No particular skills of note, nothing that would bring cause to alarm, nothing at all. Nothing, aside from being an unreasonable pain in my ass. But, then again, I may deserve that much.

"So you came here to steal my food and be a pest then? I certainly didn’t extend an invitation. If this city had any authorities to speak of, I would have every reason to call them upon you."

A nonchalant tone - as per usual - was all he offered to her instigation. The cup of coffee was lifted back to his mouth, ignoring his suddenly empty plate. 

"I didn’t imagine I would be babysitting so soon. Certainly, you can’t afford my prices, so you came looking for my company on your own. I’m flattered." 

[teasedere]

A formidable foe, as per usual; however his veiled insults did nothing to deter her from her purpose, whatever that may be. Talk of authorities being called seemed to amuse her, ever so slightly or maybe more so, it was hard to tell.  The indication that she was in any way amused was the near bland chuckle she let out before responding back in turn. "How villainous, I'm hurt. You would even turn yourself in if it meant taking me down with you. Oh no, Officer, he lured me here with promises of a meal and a better life, only to try and ______ and ________ me! -- who is the flattered one now?" 

Adjusting in her seat, she clasped her hands together under her chin, and leaned forward a bit, watching her opponent closely. Why had she come to seek him? Perhaps it was a warning to stay away from one Araragi Koyomi, perhaps it was more like a turf war and this was a drafting of some sort of fragile peace accord. 

A soft tsk escaped her lips at the notion of babysitting, he knew full well she could handle herself. "I am not asking you to deceive anyone. Ah, wait...perhaps I am asking such a thing." She mused briefly before continuing. "If you can count yourself as someone and not as something."

[belssiah]

"You know, a good student wouldn’t need the notes posted, they’d get everything during class."

Kazuya had been accused of many things. Theft, murder, blasphemy, treachery, all kinds. Never kidnapping though.What was it that made her accuse him? Was it the cape? It was probably the cape. He DID tell Remiel it was a bit much. But the angels insisted.

"So, kidnapping huh. Do you mean this whole city, or did something happen in the city. If you want to keep accusing me that’s fine, but you might end up bringing divine punishment onto yourself. I’ll try to help you if you explain.”

[teasedere]

"A good student, perhaps -- but I am an excellent student that chooses to remain studious outside of the classroom." But this conversation was not about studying, it was moreso about the situation which she, and the others had been thrust into. 

The boy before her, seemed unphased by the accusations, which was curious in itself. His own questions posed at her were completely needless, as her original declaration was nothing more than false.  Even so, she seemed to play along, or at least continue on with the ruse: "I see, conversing with your prisoner lures them into a false sense of security."  

The threat of divine punishment, she would take her chances with that and his offer for assistance, she would help herself before trusting a stranger. 

[twylicht]

"Oh, no! Aren’t you a scary one?" Her hands clapped over her mouth in mock fear. 

Midna had danced with death a number of times— so many times that, in the face of a potential threat, she hadn’t even thought to blink. What did a girl like her want from Midna, anyway? Weren’t young girls taught to scream and run away from a stranger?

She scoffed, clearly dissatisfied by Hitagi’s line of questioning. Humans always asked the same tedious questions; they were so boring, so predictable. 

"Usually people say ‘please’ when they want something from someone else." She rested her hands behind her head. "Be a good girl, would you?"

[teasedere]

Usually people say please? Well Senjougahara was not a 'usual' person, nor did she find it appropriate to extend any sort of courtesy. The tone which was taken against her, coupled with the command; did not go over well. Deadpan expression never faltered, giving no indication of just how tedious she was finding this conversation. "Ah, I see." The sudden declaration came with her lowering her finger and closing her eyes.

"You must think please is some sort of universal morality check, but you are mistaken; it is simply a democratization of a once feudal deference, treating everyone the way you would treat a lord or lady.  Now, I see no such figure here, only the humanoid rodent....ah, perhaps it is more accurate to say, a kobald, before me." How insulting.

[teasedere]

belssiah

"By all means, continue-- being that you are the kidnapper, I wish to treat this event as a learning experience. That said, I will likely be doing something similar in the future. Will the notes be posted online?" It had to be some sort of joke, yet the words were spoken without a hint of amusement and a smile was devoid her face. 

The truth of the matter was, she was not kidnapped by this man, but had run into him in her quest for answers.  He seemed a bit shady in her eyes, and she had taken it upon herself to employ interrogation tactics; accuse him of something until he confessed.  Be it the confession false or not. 

[teasedere]

twylicht

Speaking of princesses and video games, there was no denying that the violet haired tsundra found that the city was home to a plethora of creatures.  While most reacted in shock, she found herself taken with mild curiosity, perfectly capable of holding her own with her sharp tongue and other-worldly knowledge. That would be what it was called now, right?

Even with her vast array of "other-worldly knowledge" she had questions, and who better to ask than someone who did not look quite like a human, yet held enough human-like qualities that she could hold a conversation -- or at least they might be able to sense danger when they saw it pointing right at them.

"You arent leaving until I have answers." Ah, that seemed rather incorrect of her..."Let me try again, give me answers. No...I guess we can settle for where are we?"

[teasedere]

theformerace

"What's a cute junior like you, doing in a place like this?" It likely would have been more apt to ask why a girl such as Senjougahara was hanging around the back alleys of some sort of unsavory looking establishments. Armed with only a pair of safety scissors, it might seem as if she were in quite the situation, but for those who knew her found she could quite easily hold her own. 

Blue eyes seemed to narrow, as if calculating her next move. Deadpan voice would influx in the direction of feigned surprise as she moved one hand to cover her mouth in a display of drama. "Unless you are not the real Kanbaru, and simply an enemy placed in my path to defeat." In that case....her hand would be quick on the draw of her 'weapon.'

[teasedere]

Alright, I can take on a few more mini threads on my characters while I wait for my third muse to be accepted.  So if you want to thread with Senjougahara, like this and I can do a small starter. Probably capping at 3. 

I'll have a post up on Zero too if you want to thread with her instead.  Or you can wait for my third muse, Rize Kamishiro. :F

[teasedere]

I've never been much of a fan of Senjou's character, but you follow her personality flawlessly. Gj ^.^

Oh jeeze, thanks.  I have played her on and off for a very long time. I always end up coming back to her though. I love her!

[counterfeitconman-blog]

Scene -- || Open

In a new place, you find something you can familiarize yourself with. Throwing yourself into something you don’t understand is a hassle, and should be avoided if possible, lest you face unpleasant culture shock. I’ll start small for now, and see where it takes me. Perhaps something will occur, perhaps not. I can hope for the latter.

So there he was, a gloomy looking individual seated in a donut shop, a bear claw and a coffee set upon the table,  a newspaper opened before him. He was actually rather surprised that the city kept itself to such high standards, all things considered. Even reading the newspaper lead him to believe that events in this world were very far from the norm of others, yet it was treated as regular, mundane. It was almost sad…

Naturally, he wasn’t alone in this establishment, various other people entering and leaving with their food and drink, a few following his example and taking the time to relax. It was such a plain sight to behold, contradicting so thoroughly with the city in which it took place in. It was almost funny. Almost. But now, it seemed he had gained someone’s attention, to which he elected to ignore them for a moment or so. Finally, he shifted his gaze to face the pest, his voice perfectly calm, almost to the point of monotone.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

[teasedere]

"When they said a suspicious looking male was sitting alone in a sweets shop, hoping to lure in unsuspecting children; I figured it could only be you." Wait? Who even said that?!

Hands were poised on both hips as she stood next to the table, her eyes peering over the top of the newspaper before she slid into the seat adjacent to the male. The bear claw which remained uneaten on the plate would be picked up by his unexpected guest. She would, of course, refuse him paying for her to eat something, or if he had offered her the food, she would decline; she had no qualms with stealing his food though. 

Eyes narrowed and hands clasped on her lap as she stared at the conman. "What a loophole, while I had told you to get out of my city; we are both transported to a city that belongs to neither of us." An exasperated sigh as she would take a bite out of his food, making sure to chew extra slowly as he could watch every motion as she devoured what he had paid for. "Ah, I almost forgot, how rude of me..." Head would tilt back to the baker behind the counter as she would speak. "Thank you for the delicious meal."

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Send me "Note-ce me" and I'll hand write something for you!

[teasedere]

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Send my muse anons about their relationships.

[teasedere]

Canon ships, non-canon, OTPs you have or OTPs I have.  Even friendships, enemies, platonics. Send them. Make my muse giddy, break my muse, make them laugh or cry. Do your best.

[ebonyguts]

Send me questions about my character's series

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What do you think of my characterisation?

[teasedere]

Scale of 1-10 how appealing is Sakata Gintoki?

"Who?"

[teasedere]

Scale of 1-10 how appealing is Kaiki Deishu

7.85 “About as appealing as a bucket full of smashed crabs.”

[hunterraiehorror]

Re-blog if you're accepting anonymous asks from anyone about anything