Jun. 25th, 2014

fakeonee: (pic#7971132)
[personal profile] fakeonee
It's not exactly how Yosuga wanted it all to end...but Toto remembered, maybe? Toto's reason to live...

With just this, Yosuga feels somewhat at peace. It's okay like this, Mun. Even if Yosuga never shot him full of holes.
ex_routed481: (Default)
[personal profile] ex_routed481
AND WHAT BINDS ME HERE NOW ? ? ?

...
...

MY PRIMARY DIRECTIVE IS GONE.

AM I TO BE REPURPOSED AGAIN?

[community profile] rotundus

Jun. 25th, 2014 04:51 am
unseenchaos: (oracle drive)
[personal profile] unseenchaos
My life is not bereft of meaning here, but my former guardian is without a without a warm, living body. Mun, please save him from his misery and help him begin to breath this new life again. I can no longer save him with my two hands as they are tainted with chaos and the power of darkness.

I fear my own disappearance into shadows again.
theprofessional: (yeah?)
[personal profile] theprofessional
Right, well. Here we are. Dance 'round me for ages and you finally decide to take the leap.

Forgive me if I'm less than thrilled, but I've had a chance to see how this works. You don't play women. Might toy with the idea every now and again, but sooner or later we all get steamrolled in favour of the men.

Yeah, I'm willing to give you a chance. But if I'm sticking around, I'm not gonna be your 'token' anything. Let's get that straight right away.

Long as we understand one another... let's get started.
mahoushonen: (t-trying to explain)
[personal profile] mahoushonen
L-look, I know that you get really worried about impressing people, but when it comes to that person you don't have to impress her. That's part of why she's ...

[can't say the compliment, can you buddy.]

The point is, instead of worrying just relax and do your best. Okay?
flickerwing: (what?)
[personal profile] flickerwing
 Well. That game was a bust, I guess! That's okay, Miss Mun, I'm sure we'll -

[A confused pause.]

- wait, whaddya mean you're too scared to keep rping here? C'mon, it's not THAT scary! And you made me all these icons too! Let's play somewhere, pleaaaaaseeee?

[She's just going to fold her arms across her chest now, alternating between puppy dog eyes and immense pouting. This is so unfair.]
mooninherhair: (stare)
[personal profile] mooninherhair
I don't want to be in a "game". What good would that do me?

There's a reason why I did what I did. I had one chance to be brave, and I took it. Leave me alone.
knightof: ([anger] schoolboy debate)
[personal profile] knightof
Please calm down. 
 
If you’re really going to do this, then you've still got a lot of work to do. Getting nervous isn't going to help. I mean, you still don’t know when you’ll be taking me from! It’d be easier if you’d just lis-
 
[Sighs]
 
There’s no point trying to reason with you, is there? 
codenametrojan: (look bitch)
[personal profile] codenametrojan
... No, I can't say that I do give a flying fuck where I am right now. I need to go back! Why in the hell-! Fucking sentient, eighth dimensional-! Bring me back! I need to-!

[He stops and tries to calm down for a second, realizing that throwing a tantrum will get him no love.]

I thank you for getting me out of the cuffs of that disappointment of a detective - I thank you - but I'm a very busy man. In case you haven't noticed, the world is going to shit, Chuck and Neil are stealing things from fucking NASA, Sarah's having the most extreme family problems I've ever heard of, and - oh yeah - Angela's probably fucking dead! Take me back right fucking now!

...

Dammit!
bloody_high_claw: (Mask - You want a piece of this?)
[personal profile] bloody_high_claw
I must thank you for this opportunity, mundane. It really is an unprecedented opportunity to share my beauty with the world. I don't have much to go on, but, I am Shadaloo's top assassin. Tracking has always been a necessity.

I will find him. Or her. Whoever it is... I have a feeling I will simply... know when I find them. And when I do... when I do it will be glorious! My claws practically ache in anticipation.

[He laughs, wafting the bouquet of roses he brought along for dramatic flair in front of his face.]

The stage is set, the players assembled, whether they know it or not, and the curtain is all ready to rise on this grand performance.