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I'm not dead, not yet. Two more months to go in internship hell before I'm done with college and return to RParadise.
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I find "reviews" with nothing but hollow vulgarities derisive. I'm flattered by the lack of finesse from these uncouth imbeciles with their painfully limited vocabulary to entertain my refined ego.
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"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." --Gilgamesh, Mobius Final Fantasy
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♪ And so it came // Giving way to all the stress // Feel my world spin before me // Fever, sore throat burst again... ♪ --Parody to Adele's "Skyfall" with regards to my current state
Bio
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"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good." || Hemingyay | Longhand ||
「 M O I 」
Slowly -- but surely -- coming back from a long hiatus.
Better known by the name of Tsu. An "advanced" roleplayer with at least five years of experience on/off. In real life, he is a college student studying in Asia, majoring in design-related fields. Outside of this site, he's also a hopeless poet and an indie writer currently working on his first book (as and when he has the time and inspirations to write something). He is also active in the Harry Potter fandom through participating in fanfic competitions/challenges and building connections with gift fics.
INTP; a Pottermore-certified Slytherin but identifies himself as a Slytherclaw who is both witty and ambitious. Considers himself a Denpa Otaku -- a fan of animanga, visual novels and JRPGs, and he's as opinionated about what he likes and dislikes as every other fan out there.
「 R O L E P L A Y S 」
Roleplay invitation is strictly reserved for close friends and peers only, for now. I'm too busy to join big, open groups at the moment.
"I've come up with a new recipeh!" #IgnisIsBrock (For the sake of RPG I'm sad to say that I have to censor most of Yuffie's horribly awesome nicknames to cater for childish SJWs.)
Still waiting for the day Hikari can bitchslap my Orinami... and another chance for Nagisa to greet a new friend with a sniper gun under their chin. (I just have the knack of making yanderes. #SorryNotSorry)
Currently having a dilemma to choose between a professional pervert and idol whore. (You know what, let's just have them all be kinky with each other to save the damn world from killer lolis. Yay.)
First attempt at a romance-ish RP. Wish me luck -- and make be sober over how I can only have fictional girlfriends. (While I try my best not to turn Meyer's perfect vamps into assholes because I'm really itching to do that for the lolz.)
Double, double, toil and trouble Fire burn and cauldron bubble Double, double, toil and trouble Something wicked this way comes!
「 Q U O T E S 」
"DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE RIDICULOUS IDEAS. It's the origin to the greatest ideas ever known to mankind."
"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, yet the highest form of intelligence."
"Sarcasm is love. Sarcasm is life." "If I don't get at least one sarcastic observation from you per day, I would think something was seriously wrong with you IRL."
"You are one known for some pretty fucked up stories."
A graduate from Academy 218 (which makes her a junior of fellow colleague Dana Alcott), Daphne is a trainee in NEST - specifically I&I - and assists the mission controllers to gather information, whom in turn support the field agents. She has a fair complexion (with a slight green tinge) and a willowy build - you know, tall, ideal slim waist, and nice ass at the back - that most women dream to strive for, but it's a pity about her almost flat chest. She keeps her hair in an asymmetrical light auburn bobcut; her eyes are sea-green, and she has an oval-shaped face with full lips. Obviously Caucasian, with her ancestry tracing back to Irish and French. Always in blouses and long pants, never a fan of skirts and dresses. Footwear is strictly limited to flats, and maybe just a handful non-killer heels (hell no to stilettos!). Soft-spoken with a drawl - her manner of speech may irk most people, especially those impatient ones. She also likes to come up with names for pretty much anything and everything - from her personal belongings to her powers, sometimes even to strangers when she only just met them for the first time.
Powers:
"The Flora Network" --- While Daphne's ability is nothing as flashy as comic supervillain Poison Ivy's molecular plant manipulation, she has unmatched telepathic link with any living flora within a few miles of her (her range is much wider in the day than night). As most people do not see plants as a threat to them compared to animals, she is able to make good use of their ignorance to her advantage - all greens act as her eyes and ears, easily allowing her to spy on her targets and no one will be any the wiser. This power works in two ways: one, she can mentally communicate with the plant (which she calls it "Flora Interview"); two, she can project herself astrally into the plant to see and hear from within the plant (and she calls this "Flora Surveillance"). However, she can perform "Surveillance" only thrice a week - each time roughly about an hour longest - as this drains a lot of energy from her, leaving her in a serious sleep-deprived state if she pushes herself too far.
For me, I may make some edits to my character accordingly depending on which faction we want to take up (Neutral/Brotherhood Remnants/Humans Seeking Mutation). I may also throw in one more character, again this is subjected to the final decision we all are going for.
Since this will just be the three of us, so we might need to make lotsa NPCs as the IC progresses. All ok with this? :)
Shizuka closed his eyes to force down the rising annoyance of his current situation. Okay, so far so good with making some acquaintances on their first day in this seaside city (he mentally tagged Trevor as "that shameless booty hunter" and Cindy as "that brown - not black! - chick"), and the usually awkward Haruka was able to hold his own conversation with their new 'friends' surprisingly well.
The silver-haired twin moved to a window. Peering out of the glass, his eyes were greeted by the sight of another heavy downpour. Ever since the Takashiro brothers had arrived at Verthaven, Shizuka never felt at ease, only unknowable dread. Something was bothering him, but he didn't know what, and why. All his gut feeling told him was that it might have something to do with this weird weather.
Haruka's irritated voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "Earth to Shizu---" Following the gaze of his brother, the elder twin stopped short at the rain. "I guess they do have flash showers in non-tropical areas like Verthaven."
"...It's more than that. Don't you feel something off about it?"
"What do you mean?"
Shizuka raised his left hand to eye level. "Oh great. Now I'm back to normal." He placed the palm on the window, his skin registered the hard and cold surface the moment his fingers came in contact with the glass. He tried with his right hand. As solid as how it should be. He wondered if it's the stress from anxiety that caused him to lose his control momentarily.
A look of relief flashed across Haruka's face for a brief second, but that wasn't enough for him to drop the main topic. "What's wrong with this rain?"
"It feels...unnatural. Like, someone is purposely causing this rain, either to relay some sort of message or to cover up some really bad stuff." He rolled his eyes at Haruka's odd expression. "What?"
"I think you read too much psycho manga."
Cindy was wiping off the counter to the bar. Ah, it was like she's a bartender! Though, the twin's conversation really hit her. She was thinking about how...weird, all this rain was. "No, no, I think he's on to something," Cindy injected. "Someone probably is behind this. I don't know what they're up to, but I'm hoping that NEST gets to the bottom of it."
Trevor, lounging in one of the booths with his hands behind his head, just went, "Pttf, ya'll worry too much." He shrugged. "Someone just got a little tired of all the sunshine."
Shizuka arched an eyebrow. It's the second time he heard that term today. "What the hell is this 'NEST' anyway?"
"You two really must be new here." Cindy said, raising an eyebrow. Now she was further convinced that these two were newcomers to the city. Like the whole damn city's full of NEST - because it's full of Metahumans. "...You heard of Metahumans before, right?" Now here's the question that would decide whether or not Cindy would feel comfortable discussing powers.
Haruka nodded. "Yeah, I've heard that on our way here. People with superpowers." He cast a quick glance at Shizuka, who simply shrugged in response.
"NEST is basically cops for Metahumans. They're really anal about superpowers, and you have to register if you have any, and do these annoying ch---" Cindy caught herself when she realized that she was sounding a little too personal. "But, yeah, they only go after Metahumans who do crimes. Ya'll ain't got anything to worry about...unless you two are up to no good."
The twins exchanged looks - Haruka, a worried face; Shizuka was merely amused. The older Takashiro shuddered at the thought of separation from his Metahuman brother if anyone found out about his 'phasing' ability - Shizuka was the only person in this foreign place whom he could trust. Sure, there's still Aunt Akemi around, but he knew nothing about her other than being their mother's sister.
The sound of engine made the twins looked out of the window again. A car pulled up along the road before the door of the club; two feminine silhouettes got out of the vehicle, and one of them was running towards the club. Probably another one of Trevor's friends.
"...What's up?!" Meifeng said as she barged into the Club. She immediately looked around, and saw Trevor, Cindy...and some two fucks she didn't know.
"Heeeey!" Trevor shouted, raising his hands up into the air.
"Glad you made it, Meifeng." Cindy said.
The girl who entered was just like how Trevor has described (minus all the sex jokes): Asian - obviously Chinese, even if her name wasn't mentioned - and bigger than the twins. Haruka made a mental note to never get on her wrong side: he could spot many scars all over her arms and legs, and her basketball gear made her look almost like a jock, this time a female. He could only hope Shizuka would have the sense not to provoke her with his smart mouth.
Unfortunately, that was the least of his worries - he could try to put a leash on Shizuka, but he had no power to stop the other party from making the first move.
"But...I wanna know..." Meifeng said as she walked over to the twins. Her attention immediately went to Shizuka, and she walked up to him. Standing right over him. This boy was like a little twig - not as sissy as Trevor, but still pretty fruity. Hell, Meifeng was wider than he was. Only problem was his hair... It was dyed grey - nothing cool like silver. Like he was some old-ass man. What lil' weirdo would dye his hair grey?
Meifeng had to find out! "Yoooo, who are you? And the why the hell did you dye your hair grey? Like, it's already bad enough that a boy dyed his hair, but grey? Like some old ass man? Aw, I can't look." She mock-winced, covering her eyes with her hand.
Before the younger twin could make a comeback, Haruka stepped before his brother. Not that he was feeling brave - he wasn't in a mood for a brawling session that might happen. "I'm Haruka, and he's Shizuka. The gray hair is natural."
"Don't lieeeeeeee!" Meifeng moaned, loudly laughing. "You like - what - my age? How the hell did you get naturally grey hair?"
"Have you heard of a genetic condition called 'premature graying'?"
Meifeng shrugged. "Genetics ar---"
"Don't bother." Shizuka waved a hand at his brother. "No need to give this gorilla girl a science lesson - she probably doesn't have enough brains to understand your oh-so-awesome lecture, nerd." He poked at Haruka's glasses playfully.
"Shizu." The elder twin slapped his hand away. "Be. Nice." And threw him a warning look: are you trying to look for a fight?
"... Gorilla?" Meifeng put her hand on her hip as she looked at him. Okay, this boy was about to be taught one hell of a lesson. She took a step over to him, and shoved him by the arm. "Hey, hey, hey, you better watch it." Meifeng put her hand up, staring down Shizuka, "Because I'll karate chop your dick off if you get smart with me, boy."
He knew that this would happen; Haruka forced his twin's head down by the back of the neck and looked up at Meifeng. "Sorry about my little brother's rudeness." He knew Shizuka well enough that he wasn't a deadly competitive type even if he could hold his own ground, and there was another issue about possible accidental display of his power. That was the last thing he wanted - it wasn't about the trust with a bunch of teens they only just met, but the fear that his brother would be taken away from him for good if his ability was found out by NEST.
Shizuka probably sensed Haruka's uneasiness through his tightening grip around his neck - he mumbled a barely audible apology, still looking down.
"Come on." Meifeng smiled, leaned forward, and pointed one finger up into the air. "Long as the little dude watches his manners, we'll be cool. Think we just got off to a bad start with the whole weird grey hair, thing, right?" Meifeng clapped her hands together. "I'm Meifeng. Your names?"
Before they could reply, Cindy rolled her eyes, and called out, "Yeah, ya'll better not get into a fight in the club. I was cleaning up after the last one for months..." She rolled her eyes again.
"Oh, uh, Cindy." Meifeng turned over to her friend before. "My mom wants to speak with you outside."
"Oh?" Cindy peaked out the door, and saw that tall behind woman leaning up against the car. "Guess ya'll can excuse me for a few minutes..." She got from behind the counter, and started walking towards the door. Right before she stepped through the door, she poked her head back in, with a dry look on her face, and said, "Don't destroy the club, please." Before the door closed.
"Alright!" Meifeng clapped her hands together, and faced the twin. "Where were we?"
"Our names," Shizuka said, rubbing the back of his neck. He pointed at his brother and then back to himself. "Haru, and Shizu."
"Oh, nice to meet you two... Your names sound more Asian than mine! You Japanese or something?"
A grin broke out of Shizuka's face, the tense situation from before all forgotten. "Yeah!" Haruka nodded, the tension had left him rather drained now.
"That's great." Meifeng said, putting her hands on her hips, looking around. She shrugged. "Now what? I'm bored."
"Oh!" Trevor raised his finger up into the air, getting everyone's attention. "I wanted to do this for a little while, and now seems like a great time!" He hopped his way out of the booth and started walking over to the three.
Meifeng rolled her eyes. "...No, Trevor, we're not having an---"
"No, no, no, it's not that." Trevor waved his hands at them. Before he stood straight up, putting a smug grin on his face. "Are ya'll up for a little adventure? A little danger?"
"Like I said, no---"
"You're not even listening." Trevor said. "Know that spooky part of the city, the 'Ghost Town'?"
"The part that's probably full of maniacs and monsters?" Meifeng noted.
"Yeah. How about we go give it a lil' look?" Trevor said, putting his hands on his sides. He then leaned in towards the twins. "If ya'll are man enough?"
Shizuka rolled his eyes. "Definitely more man than you are, Trevor." Haruka could only facepalm, resigning to his brother's unparalleled cheekiness.
"Well, I'm a woman." Meifeng put her hands on her hips, and rocked back and forth.
"More man than me?" Trevor mocked shock, putting on an 'O' mouth. "You're going to be eating those words after I show you how man I am." He snickered.
Shizuka laughed in response. "I'll be looking forward to that!"
"Well, lemme put it like this." Meifeng shrugged, her hand hovering over her chin. "This is a dangerous trip that could get us all in trouble, or brutally murdered. Not even the squatters have the balls to go in there." She then shrugged again. "Without Anna, I don't have much else to do. So sure."
Before Haruka could make a protest, the younger twin slapped a hand over his brother's mouth. "And you can count us in too. Now this is real sightseeing around Verthaven."
"Yeah, the parts no one actually wants you to see or go to," Meifeng said, shrugging.
"But before we go, I need to run back to my house and grab my archery equipment." Trevor nodded his head. "Show off that little talent I told ya'll about." He flashed them a confident smile.
"Well, can't help you with that, I was dropped off."
"Crap." Trevor thought about it for a few moment, then it came to him. He ran out the door of the club, shouting, "Cindy!"
"Huh?" Meifeng followed him right out.
The twins fell in behind Meifeng out of the clubhouse, exchanging looks of bemusement.
Cindy Keagan, & Lihua Vuhong.
Cindy cleared her throat when she approached Lihua Vuhong. The woman was certainly intimidating - but Cindy felt that she had an idea of how to deal with her. She stood before her, and she had her arms crossed. "Yeah, Ms. Vuhong?"
"First," Lihua started off, before she closed her eyes. "I have to apologize for the lack of communication. Things...haven't been going so well on my part, and I've been forced to stay home for the past week."
Oh, okay. Cindy understood that fully. She refrained from asking, because she's smart enough to know when she's not going to get a straight answer. "'Kay. That's all?"
"No, no, no..." Lihua groaned. "I'm going to be gone for a little while, so can I ask you to do a favor for me?"
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Can you keep an eye on Meifeng for me? That girl has been getting into all sorts of trouble... She's apparently friends with this disrespectful little slut, and I'm curious about what sort of things she might be getting into."
Cindy put her hand behind her head, and scratched it. she wasn't sure if she wanted to act as a snitch. Betraying her best friend's trust. The one who hooked her up with this job in the first place. "Well---"
"I'll pay."
"Okay."
"Look," Lihua put both of her hands up vertically. "All you have to do is text me when she's up to something, and I'll handle it."
"Well...wouldn't it be obvious?" Cindy questioned.
"I'll handle it, I promise." By that, Lihua meant that it was up to Cindy to solve her own damn problems.
"Alright." Cindy was going to place her trust in Ms. Vuhong. She nodded her head.
"Good. Now, you kids stay safe." Lihua said as she opened the door and slid inside halfway. "...There's monsters out there." The kind of monsters Lihua cannot possibly let live. She got into the car, and drove off a few moments later.
"...Yeah, monsters."
Right when Lihua left Trevor ran in, he ran up to Cindy, and nearly came to a skidding stop. He said, "Hey Cindy, can you take me back to my house for a second?"
Raising an eyebrow, Cindy shifted her weight to one hip as she crossed her arms. "Wait, why?"
"Alright, well..." Trevor, for a moment, stumbled on how to explain it, before he just spontaneously said, "We're going to the Ghost Town!"
Cindy facepalmed and shook her head. "...And get our asses beat by the cops when they realize we're there?"
"No, no, it'll go better this time." Trevor put his hand up. "I got Meifeng and the others on board."
Well, if the others were on board, then maybe Cindy would consider it. "Ugh, get on, Obott. You owe me for this one." She got on her motorcycle, and put her white helmet on. "I'll come along, just get on."
"Neat." Trevor walked up, and got on the back of the scooter. In a few seconds, they were off.
"...Good grief." Meifeng said, closing her eyes, and shaking her head. "They left us behind." She turned around, and clapped her hands. "But, that shouldn't stop us! We should go ahead of them." Going along with them ahead wasn't that bad of an idea. She didn't think too highly of them in the physical department. She bet that she could kick their teeth in before she even had to fall back on her power.
As for the twins...
Haruka stiffened at the thought of being left alone to deal with a brawny girl and a saucy brother for company. Shizuka, on the other hand, was completely unfazed - he simply stretched out an arm before him and stared at the Chinese. "Lead the way then, Mei."
We finally got a fandom in common. I thought we wouldn't have one, seeing you're into medieval fantasy and I'm more into psycho-cyberpunk shiets. XD (But it's a surprise you liked Gundam... Mecha, of all sci-fi subgenres.)
Oh wait, there's one more.
Cardcaptor Sakura. I love your fanmade cards. One of the few shoujo animanga I actually enjoyed as a kid.
Nagisa was stunned, unable to comprehend the disappointing response from the person her Core has brought her to. Why? Why is he rejecting me? She had half the mind to force him down again with her gun, but in that moment of hesitation she didn't stop the boy from walking past her. She fiddled with the strap of the rifle.
In the end, she chose to follow behind the back of her potential Ashikabi. At least make sure the back is covered, she thought. And there was one more thing she needed to get it out of the way.
"I am No.49, Nagisa. How do I address you, my Ashikabi?"
Yuki Kaguya.
RESEARCH FACILITY, HOKKAIDO BRANCH 07:36 PM
Dinnertime was Yuki's least favorite moment of the day in the center. Most of the staff - scientists and desk officers alike - had the bad habit of skipping lunch as they were too engrossed with their work, until their growling stomach was at its limit and pushed them out of their cubicle or lab for food in the evening. She would ask the canteen lady, whom she was on good terms with, to pack her share for takeaway beforehand so that she could bring it back to her room to enjoy, away from the hustle of hungry workers.
However, on that day she was forced to break her usual routine. One of the nurses on duty for medical checks on the test subjects had fallen sick, and her superior made her to replace the nurse to do the rounds. She scowled - intern or not, it was supposed to be her long-awaited off day. Why her?
The lower section of the building - sarcastically nicknamed 'The Hell Ward' by the people here - was normally off-limits to members of lower ranks like her unless given special permission by authorized personnel, or else one would eat a bullet right through the brain from the stern guards, no second questions asked. Even with the approval letter from her boss, she was still nervous. The metal gates slid open with a hair-rising screech and the guard waved her in, his face as impassive as ever.
After the gate shut with a heavy thump behind her, she shivered, feeling the temperature of the dim, long corridor had dropped sharply. Forcing the hollow echoes of her footsteps bouncing off the cold, concrete walls behind her mind, she pursed her lips, tightening her grip on the tablet in her arm.
It's time to begin the rounds.
By the time she wrestled through the tenth 'patient', Yuki was completely exhausted from the checkup. Her hands were still trembling furiously from the horrifying shock at the state of those test subjects: some of them were beyond human recognition, the mutated cells of their body was a revolting sight for the poor trainee; some had lost their mind, and she couldn't even go close to them without getting attacked and her hair torn out of her head.
What kind of experiment are they performing here? What's going on?
Her fingers paused on the knob of the eleventh door. She glanced down at the tablet: Houkatori. Taking in a deep breath to calm her nerves, she opened it to meet her next 'nightmare'...
Or not.
For one, she looked completely normal - well, more than normal. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Jet-black hair as long as Yuki's own graying locks with a few red highlights accenting the silky flow of the strands, mesmerizing blood-colored eyes that easily sucked in her own dark ones. It took the intern a full minute to realize that she's gaping stupidly at the pretty lady in the room. She recollected herself and coughed softly. "Um... I'm Yuki Kaguya. Routine checkup."
That, was their very first meeting. A fated encounter that had aroused the buried kind heart of the young fresh graduate. A window within the prison of scientific insanity. For the first time in her life, Yuki actually felt the strong urge to protect this girl. A strange attraction she could not understand.
It soon became a routine for Yuki to go to the underground ward - it was a piece of cake for her to forge copies of visiting documents. While they barely had any conversation whenever she went to see Houkatori, but she was content with being able to be with her, to have peaceful meals with her. She was content with just her presence.
...However, was she truly content with that?
After almost two months of secret visit, her curiosity finally got the better of her. "I've been wondering... What kind of research are they doing here? What have they been doing to you guys?"
The answer she received became the prologue that marked the beginning to a terrible war beyond her wildest imagination.
A sudden jerk threw Yuki out of her seat - and out of her dream down the memory lane. She yawned and looked around, then she peered out of the door window, squinting at the nightscape beyond. "Seems like we'll be arriving soon."
I get that a lot from Aussie tourists when they're asking for directions on how to get to the zoo. They told us that "orangutan" sounds mouthful. I still haven't tried the "Breakfast with Orangutans" buffet there yet. The price is just too much for a poor student like me. 33 bucks per person for one-and-a-half hour. Eh.
Hehe, yeah he has. Listed me and you as some of the best conversations he's had, though I don't know if that's cause we're both equally as crazy as he is or something else. *looks at @tsukune suspiciously*
The former, I'd say.
Which I take it as a compliment. I just keep forgetting to put back my screws when I talk to you guys.
Hehehehe. Hallo! I hope he's been saying good things ^ ^ Welcome! And thenkyew ^ω^
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*squeeze* Hey Tsu <3
Hey to you too. Looks like my silver tongue works on anyone, not just girls...
We randomly stopped at a friends house. We played Harry Potter Trivia, beer pong, and now we're playing the original Clue
I AM SO EXCITED
/Me is torn to join you for those games, or just hang on in HK until he yells his lungs off at Ocean Park like an idiotic little boy who's already past 20...
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[sup][color=peru][b]"[i]I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good.[/i]"[/b][/color][/sup]
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[color=008dad][indent][b]「 M O I 」[/b][/indent][/color][hr]
[indent][i]Slowly -- but surely -- coming back from a long hiatus.[/i]
Better known by the name of Tsu. An "advanced" roleplayer with at least five years of experience on/off. In real life, he is a college student studying in Asia, majoring in design-related fields. Outside of this site, he's also a hopeless poet and an indie writer currently working on his first book (as and when he has the time and inspirations to write something). He is also active in the [i]Harry Potter[/i] fandom through participating in fanfic competitions/challenges and building connections with gift fics.
INTP; a Pottermore-certified Slytherin but identifies himself as a Slytherclaw who is both witty and ambitious. Considers himself a Denpa Otaku -- a fan of animanga, visual novels and JRPGs, and he's as opinionated about what he likes and dislikes as every other fan out there.
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[color=008dad][indent][b]「 R O L E P L A Y S 」[/b][/indent][/color][hr]
[indent][i]Roleplay invitation is strictly reserved for close friends and peers only, for now. I'm too busy to join big, open groups at the moment.[/i]
[b][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/160133][color=0072bc]Pokemon: Hoenn Fantasy[/color][/url] | 1x1 | [@Altered Tundra][/b]
[indent]"[i]I've come up with a new recipeh![/i]" #IgnisIsBrock
[color=silver](For the sake of RPG I'm sad to say that I have to censor most of Yuffie's horribly awesome nicknames to cater for childish SJWs.)[/color][/indent]
[b][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/86059][color=orangered]Sekirei: Pure Sanctuary[/color][/url] | 1x1 | [@RyuHll][/b]
[indent]Still waiting for the day Hikari can bitchslap my Orinami... and another chance for Nagisa to greet a new friend with a sniper gun under their chin.
[color=silver](I just have the knack of making yanderes. #SorryNotSorry)[/color][/indent]
[b][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/158236][color=thistle]Star Riders: Hoshizora no Riders[/color][/url] | 1x1 | [@Inkarnate] ([@Gowi])[/b]
[indent]Currently having a dilemma to choose between a professional pervert and idol whore.
[color=silver](You know what, let's just have them all be kinky with each other to save the damn world from killer lolis. Yay.)[/color][/indent]
[b][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/153346][color=firebrick]Unlight[/color][/url] | 1x1 | [@Dusksong][/b]
[indent]First attempt at a romance-ish RP. Wish me luck -- and make be sober over how I can only have fictional girlfriends.
[color=silver](While I try my best not to turn Meyer's perfect vamps into assholes because I'm really itching to do that for the lolz.)[/color][/indent][/indent]
[color=008dad][indent][b]「 L I N K S 」[/b][/indent][/color][hr]
[indent][b][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/84337]Tsukune Reservoir Chronicle[/url][/b]
[indent]The graveyard where I dump all mah character sheets (and some lore notes because why not).[/indent]
[b][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/92198]Tsukune World Chronicle[/url][/b]
[indent]Coding workshop for iChecks and OOCs, from sluggish actives to upcoming epics... and even dead failures.[/indent]
[b][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/153116]The Art & Beauty of BBCoding[/url][/b]
[indent]The most comprehensive guide to BBcoding on RPG. #NotBragging[/indent]
[b][url=http://destinychronicle.wordpress.com]Longhand[/url] / [url=http://dchrono.tumblr.com]Hemingyay[/url][/b]
[indent]Before RPer, I'm first and foremost a writer.[/indent]
[hider=Current Eargasm][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=md7O1Ve8K7M&list=PL81FFD6160510EAA4&index=1[/youtube][/hider][indent][i]Double, double, toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
Double, double, toil and trouble
Something wicked this way comes![/i][/indent][/indent]
[color=008dad][indent][b]「 Q U O T E S 」[/b][/indent][/color][hr]
[indent][quote=@tsukune][i]"DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE RIDICULOUS IDEAS.
It's the origin to the greatest ideas ever known to mankind."[/i][/quote]
[quote=Oscar Wilde][i]"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, yet the highest form of intelligence."[/i][/quote]
[quote=@Altered Tundra][i]"Sarcasm is love. Sarcasm is life."
"If I don't get at least one sarcastic observation from you per day, I would think something was seriously wrong with you IRL."[/i][/quote]
[quote=@Altered Tundra][i]"You are one known for some pretty fucked up stories."[/i][/quote]
[quote=Unknown][hider=Everyone is a hypocrite. Don't bother telling me otherwise, period.][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/77651f48596ee635902a811bbc59a13c/tumblr_ojjcvgVygT1vhqvzco1_500.jpg[/img][/hider][/quote]
[quote=Vivi, World of Final Fantasy][hider=How to live your life?][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/891d986727275dd098ebd2ab5dd2e55a/tumblr_oh4sefguWM1sjiojbo1_500.gif[/img][/hider][/quote]
[quote=Anonymous Meme][hider=How to be a smartass:][img]http://i.imgflip.com/1cpc91.jpg[/img][/hider][/quote][/indent]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjk2LjAwOGRhZC5kSE4xYTNWdVpRLCwuMA,,/blzee.regular.png" /><br><div class="bb-h3"><font color="#008dad">¯\_(ツ)_/¯</font></div><br><sup><font color="peru"><span class="bb-b">"<span class="bb-i">I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good.</span>"</span></font></sup><br><img src="https://68.media.tumblr.com/f8fa84a1db01473942af3ffe2d2946b6/tumblr_obp0drHIUM1sdbefco1_500.gif" /><br><span class="bb-b"><font color="dodgerblue"><sub>|| <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="http://dchrono.tumblr.com"><font color="dodgerblue">Hemingyay</font></a> | <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="http://destinychronicle.wordpress.com/"><font color="dodgerblue">Longhand</font></a> ||</sub></font></span></div><br><br><font color="#008dad"><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-b">「 M O I 」</span></div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-i">Slowly -- but surely -- coming back from a long hiatus.</span><br><br>Better known by the name of Tsu. An "advanced" roleplayer with at least five years of experience on/off. In real life, he is a college student studying in Asia, majoring in design-related fields. Outside of this site, he's also a hopeless poet and an indie writer currently working on his first book (as and when he has the time and inspirations to write something). He is also active in the <span class="bb-i">Harry Potter</span> fandom through participating in fanfic competitions/challenges and building connections with gift fics.<br><br>INTP; a Pottermore-certified Slytherin but identifies himself as a Slytherclaw who is both witty and ambitious. Considers himself a Denpa Otaku -- a fan of animanga, visual novels and JRPGs, and he's as opinionated about what he likes and dislikes as every other fan out there.<br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name=""> [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="http://www.nodiatis.com/personality.htm"><img src="http://www.nodiatis.com/pub/19.jpg" /></a></div></div></div><br><br><font color="#008dad"><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-b">「 R O L E P L A Y S 」</span></div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-i">Roleplay invitation is strictly reserved for close friends and peers only, for now. I'm too busy to join big, open groups at the moment.</span><br><br><span class="bb-b"><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/160133"><font color="#0072bc">Pokemon: Hoenn Fantasy</font></a> | 1x1 | <a class="bb-mention" href="/users/altered-tundra">@Altered Tundra</a></span><br><div class="bb-indent">"<span class="bb-i">I've come up with a new recipeh!</span>" #IgnisIsBrock<br><font color="silver">(For the sake of RPG I'm sad to say that I have to censor most of Yuffie's horribly awesome nicknames to cater for childish SJWs.)</font></div><br><span class="bb-b"><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/86059"><font color="orangered">Sekirei: Pure Sanctuary</font></a> | 1x1 | <a class="bb-mention" href="/users/ryuhll">@RyuHll</a></span><br><div class="bb-indent">Still waiting for the day Hikari can bitchslap my Orinami... and another chance for Nagisa to greet a new friend with a sniper gun under their chin.<br><font color="silver">(I just have the knack of making yanderes. #SorryNotSorry)</font></div><br><span class="bb-b"><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/158236"><font color="thistle">Star Riders: Hoshizora no Riders</font></a> | 1x1 | <a class="bb-mention" href="/users/inkarnate">@Inkarnate</a> (<a class="bb-mention" href="/users/gowi">@Gowi</a>)</span><br><div class="bb-indent">Currently having a dilemma to choose between a professional pervert and idol whore.<br><font color="silver">(You know what, let's just have them all be kinky with each other to save the damn world from killer lolis. Yay.)</font></div><br><span class="bb-b"><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/153346"><font color="firebrick">Unlight</font></a> | 1x1 | <a class="bb-mention" href="/users/dusksong">@Dusksong</a></span><br><div class="bb-indent">First attempt at a romance-ish RP. Wish me luck -- and make be sober over how I can only have fictional girlfriends.<br><font color="silver">(While I try my best not to turn Meyer's perfect vamps into assholes because I'm really itching to do that for the lolz.)</font></div></div><br><br><font color="#008dad"><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-b">「 L I N K S 」</span></div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-b"><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/84337">Tsukune Reservoir Chronicle</a></span><br><div class="bb-indent">The graveyard where I dump all mah character sheets (and some lore notes because why not).</div><br><span class="bb-b"><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/92198">Tsukune World Chronicle</a></span><br><div class="bb-indent">Coding workshop for iChecks and OOCs, from sluggish actives to upcoming epics... and even dead failures.</div><br><span class="bb-b"><a href="http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/153116">The Art & Beauty of BBCoding</a></span><br><div class="bb-indent">The most comprehensive guide to BBcoding on RPG. #NotBragging</div><br><span class="bb-b"><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="http://destinychronicle.wordpress.com">Longhand</a> / <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="http://dchrono.tumblr.com">Hemingyay</a></span><br><div class="bb-indent">Before RPer, I'm first and foremost a writer.</div><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Current Eargasm">Current Eargasm [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><iframe src="//youtube.com/embed/md7O1Ve8K7M?theme=dark" frameborder="0" width="496" height="279" allowfullscreen></iframe></div></div><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-i">Double, double, toil and trouble<br>Fire burn and cauldron bubble<br>Double, double, toil and trouble<br>Something wicked this way comes!</span></div></div><br><br><font color="#008dad"><div class="bb-indent"><span class="bb-b">「 Q U O T E S 」</span></div></font><hr class="bb-hr"><br><div class="bb-indent"><blockquote class="bb-quote"><span class="bb-i">"DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE RIDICULOUS IDEAS.<br>It's the origin to the greatest ideas ever known to mankind."</span><footer><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/tsukune">@tsukune</a></footer></blockquote><br><blockquote class="bb-quote"><span class="bb-i">"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, yet the highest form of intelligence."</span><footer>Oscar Wilde</footer></blockquote><br><blockquote class="bb-quote"><span class="bb-i">"Sarcasm is love. Sarcasm is life."<br>"If I don't get at least one sarcastic observation from you per day, I would think something was seriously wrong with you IRL."</span><footer><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/altered-tundra">@Altered Tundra</a></footer></blockquote><br><blockquote class="bb-quote"><span class="bb-i">"You are one known for some pretty fucked up stories."</span><footer><a class="bb-mention" href="/users/altered-tundra">@Altered Tundra</a></footer></blockquote><br><blockquote class="bb-quote"><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="Everyone is a hypocrite. Don't bother telling me otherwise, period.">Everyone is a hypocrite. Don't bother telling me otherwise, period. [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><img src="http://68.media.tumblr.com/77651f48596ee635902a811bbc59a13c/tumblr_ojjcvgVygT1vhqvzco1_500.jpg" /></div></div><footer>Unknown</footer></blockquote><br><blockquote class="bb-quote"><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="How to live your life?">How to live your life? [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><img src="http://68.media.tumblr.com/891d986727275dd098ebd2ab5dd2e55a/tumblr_oh4sefguWM1sjiojbo1_500.gif" /></div></div><footer>Vivi, World of Final Fantasy</footer></blockquote><br><blockquote class="bb-quote"><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="How to be a smartass:">How to be a smartass: [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><img src="http://i.imgflip.com/1cpc91.jpg" /></div></div><footer>Anonymous Meme</footer></blockquote></div></div>