NEW BLOG @heritir.

So after plugging in some numbers, we have our giveaway winners ! Here’s a reminder of the prizes (ALL OF WHICH ARE OPTIONAL TO RECEIVE)

* 1. First place will receive an optional selection of: 3 THEME BACKGROUNDS, 3 HEADER IMAGES, 2 PROMO IMAGES, 150 ICONS. * 2. Second place will receive an optional selection of: 1 THEME BACKGROUND, 2 HEADER IMAGES, 1 PROMO IMAGE, 80 ICONS. * 3. Third place will receive an optional selection of: 1 HEADER IMAGE, 45 ICONS.

( A frown appears as he hears himself being described as “restless.” It’s almost insulting, but he figures he shouldn’t comment on it. He didn’t care enough. Though, all these assumptions were starting to get to him. )

          What, you don’t think I can’t be left alone for long periods of time?

          I’ve been fine. I can adapt.

                   ❛ oh no, it's not that. i know you can be left                      alone — i   just  meant  ...  you   seemed                      deprived   of   the  sensation  of  battle. ❜

               trunks hadn't clearly offended his father, but he knew vegeta well enough to  understand  when a reply had settled on him wrong. he understood the feeling himself at times.

“Somebody could take advantage of ya like that.” Gin said, loudly and in reaction to the sarcasm. “Good thing ‘m not just somebody, eh?” He reached out slightly, moving to touch the injury on the other. “What happened?”

@heritir cont

               his weapon is drawn without a MOMENT'S notice, blade so precisely tipped at his adversary's front. still, his breathing is rough, and his fingers are glazed with an amount of his blood.

【 ♬ 】—

       “WHAT I`M TRYING TO get at here is that you have a retro style, kid.”

❛ wow ! look how much you’ve GROWN, trunks! ❜       it sure has been a while,       hasn’t it?       it felt like just YESTERDAY whenever they were still fighting the likes of cell.       ❛ how’s your timeline coming along, anyways? ❜

( @heritir ! )

                   ❛ oh — well, i guess i have grown ! ❜

               the remark has him stunned momentarily, but not surprised. he knew how much of a figure he had developed since his last encounter in the past.

           I consider paying a visit as minor. It’s not life-threatening, but I’m not discouraging it.

           The same as usual. Nothing major. The monotony of the days blur together; I can’t even tell you what happened yesterday.