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@ultimate-journalist
Hello Tumblr folks!
Nikei Yomiuri here! Proud Ultimate Journalist and alumni of Hope's Peak Academy! Like any good journalist, I have to be open to checking out all social medias I can possibly get the latest scoops from. Since I'm here, send me anything you think is worthy of my attention, I might just make an article out of it!
asks open!//
[Muse notes + Admin rambles undercut]
How many chameleons can you physically hold before you drop one?
I don't know? I don't know how to answer this. What is the point of this? Is this an experimental question?
Yo, Newsie. Guess who it is, heh heh. Are you perchance, interested in anyone?
And NO, I'm not flirting with ya, I'm just curious.
No, I'm not. I don't have time for that sort of thing. I don't need you of all people asking me this! Does this website make everyone this nosey?
So Nikei...I was watching this old interview, it was with Yuri Kagarin, and there was a female reporter in the video, interviewing him...And I felt like I heard her voice before...Could it be...?
Are you serious? Are you sure it was a female reporter? Yes, I've interviewed Yuri Kagarin before. It's your issue if you mistook me for a girl.
I know my voice isn't that high.
Intro post!
Hello! I'm Yoruko Kabuya, the ultimate hostess! A few of my classmates have been using this site and I thought I should also hop on. Feel free to ask me whatever!
OOC STUFF UNDER CUT
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YORUUUKKOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! THIS IS AMAZING!!
Gay son or thot daughter
What? I don't have time for children and frankly I don't want any.
Kinjo we're gonna have to put you down u can't exist outside gay month
What is with you all asking if I am... gay. Im not here for any sort of relationship, no matter what kind. Im here for work, and work only.
I am also not a dog, don't get why you're saying i should be put down
OOC// i genuinely feel like this replying to all these gay allegations
Hello.
My name is Kokoro Mitsume. Ultimate psychologist, I believe.
I predicted my classmates were interested in this app, and I believe it will aid some research of mine.
Feel free to ask me questions.
(OOC stuff under the cut)
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HELLLO KOKORO!! NOW THE MIKADO FAMILY IS COMPLETE!!!!!! @the-mikadosannoji @irlkado
Hey, Newsie. How do ya feel about Pride Month ending. Heh.
Syobai (Do I even need to sign my name??)
Am I supposed to feel any particular way? It's just the same as any other month ending.
Seeing the whole sdra2 cast on tumblr is like watching the avengers assemble and im lwky loving it
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yeah that's basically what's happening.
Mr. Yomiuri, do you have any fascinating scoops to share about the rest of our classmates? I would be especially interested in the female part of them... You out of all people should understand me!
As much as I'd really love to go into all the interesting scoops and details I've learned about everyone. That's something I'm planning on writing about. Maybe check back in when that article drops if you're reeaaally that interested.
I'd prefer to not be associated with you
"Didn't you notice that Utsuro now has an account?! We're Void! We're looking for him! Why haven't you talked to him yet?!"
- @macaroniemma , insert confetti here.....
I'm working on it, Emma! Why don't you talk to him if you're so impatient? Of course I'm working on contacting him, who do you take me for?
You can't really think I'm so incompetent. You should really worry about yourself more than questioning me.
@macaroniemma
Are you religious ?
What's the point of religion? It won't help me with my job at all. So, no, I'm not religious
Another pointless question
Do you have some random memories about your father?
Random memories about my father huh? Hahah, I can think of a few!
You see, my father was my hero. Whenever I was in trouble, distressed, or basically whenever i needed any help, he'd always come rushing in—like a superhero!
I could always count on him to come to my rescue and comfort me, even when I wasn't actually in trouble! So, I'd like to tell you a funny story where he did exactly that.
As my father was a merchant, we used to move around the country often, and at the time we were living in Oga Peninsula, in one of those wooden, fully furnished traditional houses, with greens and flowers all around the area. It was a pretty rural area and my dad was relishing the heck out of it.
It was New's Years Eve that day, and as tradition, him and I would spend the whole night together and he'd let me stay past my bed time for the special occasion! We'd eat seasoned fried chicken, play games, drink hot chocolate and chit-chat, play board games...
...Anyway, as I was saying—it was late at night on New Year's Eve, and I was only seven years old at the time. I was home on winter break, coloring in an animal book with my crayons and I was absolutely bored out of my mind. All my friends at school had their own plans that day. I didn't want to force my way into them since we weren't really close enough for that, and besides—I wouldn't have missed spending New Year's Eve at home for anything anyway. Suddenly, our home phone started ringing, and I quickly ran over to it, hoping hear my Dad's voice.
It was indeed him, but he told me something urgent came up, and that he'll be a little late. Being the spoiled brat that I am, I whined a little bit, but eventually caved in and decided to patiently wait for him as I started to look for something interesting to watch on TV.
Now, here's something interesting about Oga Peninsula. Every New Year's Eve, this place celebrates a tradition unique to this city. Neither my dad nor I was aware of this "particular tradition" so this next part wasn't something either of us could predict.
About like, 20 minutes later, while I was watching a New Years special of an anime I occasionally watched but not a big fan of, our bell suddenly rang.
Now, before you judge me here, I'd like you to know that I was a good boy. Usually. I'd never open the door to anyone, even my father unless I was absolutely sure it was him.
But, the whole day was uneventful and it felt like forever since I'd last seen him, so the moment the bell rang a second time, I rushed straight to the front door, opening it with shining eyes, and a huge smile.
...Only to be met with a demon with dark, long, unkempt hair, sharp fangs the size of my fist, wearing a shaggy straw cape, who had ferocious, bulging eyes—staring right at mine. His face was exactly like those red, oni masks people wear to festivals, and he was towering over little me, and let me tell you something: if I hadn't go to the toilet 5 minutes ago before this terrifying encounter, I would have done my business right then and there.
I froze on the spot, just looking at this thing with huge eyes, on the verge of a freakout. The demon just stood there, then he leaned down, and with a grumbling, terror-inducing voice, he said:
"Are there any crybabies around?"
I IMMEDIATELY slammed the door in that thing's face, ran to our home phone, speed dialed my dad, and started BAWLING MY EYES OUT.
"Papa, there is a monster in our house!!" I screamed, fully convinced that thing wants to devour me in New Year's Eve in place of fried chicken. My dad kept asking me what was wrong, but I was stuttering like crazy, and even I was losing track of what I was trying to communicate through my hyperventilating and nonstop sobbing.
As you might have guessed, that "thing" was just a person wearing Namahage costume. Namahage are these men wearing these oni masks and they go door to door to discipline children and bless the household as part of a New Year's ritual. They're not actually supposed to be evil demons—I think they're a type of Toshigami, or visiting deity. Either way, they are notorious for terrifying little kids.
So my poor dad, being unfamiliar with the New Year rituals of this city, after profusely apologizing to his prospective contractors, practically bolted out of his meeting to sprint back home. He had to hang up a few times, and kept redialing to make sure everything was ok, telling me stuff like "It'll be ok", "Papa's coming home soon". By the time he arrived at our house, he saw the so called "monsters" hanging outside the streets and found out the root cause of his little brat's emergency call.
He finally arrived, he saw me, still sobbing my heart out, curled up in a ball, and came running to embrace me, rub me in the back and calm me down enough to help me stop crying. It didn't stop there either, even after crying, and my dad explaining the thing I saw wasn't actually a monster but just some dude in a suit, I was still shaken up about the whole thing, so we spent the whole night basically glued to each other until I was calm enough to finally relax. Haha, I really couldn't handle getting scared like that, being the scaredy cat that I was.
Most people's fathers would probably burst out laughing at the spot or scold them for worrying them, forcing them to leave their work for something this absurd and silly. But my father was different—nothing was more important to him than me.
He saw how distressed I was and took the situation seriously like he would do in any other emergency. That's how much he cared.
That's honestly who I aspire to be like as a teacher and as a man. I don't know if I'll ever manage to be as dependable and as amazing as my papa, but I hope I at least can become someone people can rely on.
Hey Teach! What's your favourite thing to do outside of making clothing?
Pretty good question! I assume this also includes other merchant things I do? Like inventory management,marketing, sourcing? Cause being a merchant is practically what I was born to do, I love everything about it!
...All jokes aside, after The Tragedy, due to my Kisaragi Foundation duties on top of me having to take on Ootori Mart later down the line—I didn't get a chance to partake in my hobbies. Everyone in Kisaragi Foundation was working day and night to fight against The Remnants of Despair, especially Kinjo. At least, I usually had 2-3 hours to myself before I had to go to sleep, but Kinjo, that madman, didn't even take time to sleep! Pulling all nighters for tasks he could easily continue doing tomorrow, taking 2 hour naps in between to prevent himself from fainting, overloading on caffeine (I actually saw him swallow coffee beans whole once, It was fricking insane.) he was working tirelessly. Literally.
Now, thankfully, since I'm no longer a member, and Ootori Mart has it's employees and business partners that I can rely on, I actually have more leisure time to myself! I used to lose sleep due to all the stress I got from work, so having all this time to myself is really doing wonders to my pores.
Now, about your question—I actually have two hobbies worth mentioning that aren't just regular old, boring activities. One of them is kinda related to my job though, so sorry in advance!
I love collecting antiques. It's like having a lil' lens into the past. It makes you feel nostalgic for times you didn't even exist in! Plus, some of the items are incredibly well-made despite being incredibly old, and have unique materials inside that have their own little histories. It really gives you perspective on how things were built back then, y'know? It's fascinating.
...But also because they make a good buck and look pretty on top of my furniture. (ᵕ—ᴗ—)
Lastly I'd like to talk about a hobby I've only recently taken an interest to. I got a new digital camera, one of the expensive but portable ones people use for professional photography. I take a loootta photos with it.
I've recently developed a fascination with photography. They're pristine, beautiful. They feel frozen in time, like captured memories. I don't really understand professional photography, nor do I have the skills to actually take professional photographs, but I love looking at them, and taking a snap at anything I want. This way I'll never forget them.
I take photos of landscapes, animals, food, my friends whenever they allow me to, and hopefully, I'll get to take photos of my students too in the future!
MY INTRO POST!!!
YO! Name's Shinji Kasai, I'm also known as the ultimate firefighter!
I saw a bunch of my classmates made accounts on here, and I decided I'd check out what this site is all about! Feel free to ask me anything.
And always remember, GIVE LIFE YOUR ALL!!!
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HELLO SHINJI KASAI !!
Hello people of Tumblr!
It's me, Yuri Kagarin! The one and only Ultimate Spaceman. My classmates seem to be enjoying this, so I'd like to join the fun.
Think about all the ladies I could attract this way...
I can't wait to get some questions from you!
ooc/admin's note:
I just gotta take this chance to join in. And while Yuri isn't my favourite... I'm sure he's not taken as a character yet, right? Look I gotta work with what I have, all my favs already have their blogs. And don't worry about me playing as him even though I don't quite like him, I'll still be having fun.
If you feel like you've already seen this post, you're right! This blog had to be remade on a diff account than my main because I just couldn't get them to work as separate blogs.
I apologise in advance for anything this rat says. I'll try not to be too disgusting with him.
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GOOD GOD!!! HERE HE IS!! WELCOME TO THE WORLD....
