Hail to the King

Meeeeeee

Send in ‘Abandoned Mask’ to meet a muse I’ve had in the past that I no longer roleplay.

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“Hmm! Aren’t you a little guy. I hope you’re eating well, little guy.” The coach is gonna squat down and give him a close look at him...

kannoshida‌:

harugardenthief‌:

Haru softly sobbed.

“Why would you say something so vicious to strangers…?”

“Oh for god’s sake, take those tears to someone who can give you the time of day, won’t you? i’m not here to be nice to people.”

“But why would you say that… when you have such a fat ugly nose and hair greasier than Big Bang burgers?”

kannoshida‌:

harugardenthief replied to your post: “You kids these days don’t know how to insult…

“That… Th-That was uncalled for…”

“This is why you kids need to work on your insults.”

Haru softly sobbed.

“Why would you say something so vicious to strangers…?”

“That… Th-That was uncalled for…”

kannoshida‌:

“Yup! Dad’s pretty bad with times, he’ll be here soon!” 

The little blonde seemed quite comfortable with waiting. She knew her dad was pretty scatterbrained, and sometimes forgot addresses.. But he made an effort and worked hard to make her happy. She knew he wasn’t a huge fan of dance, but she loved it, and thus, he attended all her recitals and shows…

“He just texted me, he’s on his way!”

Kimika smiled, giggling at he girls comment. “well lets hope he’ll be on time for the  performance in the next few weeks” she teased. Hana was talented, Kimika could tell she really enjoyed it.

“boy is gonna be hard deciding the roles tonight. a lot of your girls did so well” she comments. the play they were doing was  about a fairy princess battling an evil sorceress queen

“Heh, he wouldn’t miss it! I’ll make sure he doesn’t.” Hana assured her teacher. Peering down the street, she smiled. “there he is!”

She rushed over to her father, who let out a grunt as she leapt up into his arms.

kannoshida‌:

“You’re JOKING. FIGHTING? What do I look like, one of those Red Demon infused MMA coaches? Fuck’s sake. I work with athletes not pseudo-gladiators.” He sighs deeply, rubbing his face. “Well. I can’t say no NOW since I’m under contract. I guess the best we can do is not try and kill each other since CLEARLY the other fighters are gonna do that for me.”

He’s already got a clipboard out. “Alright. What’s your USUAL routine for training for fights?”

{✦} “ Why yes, my name is JOKER…” 

A cheeky smile crept on to the thief’s face. He couldn’t help himself, the joke was there and he HAD to take the opportunity.

He really did think he was funny.

But jokes aside, all he can really do is tolerate each other and try not to get fed up with how Kamoshida is.

{✦} “ I’m gonna be honest with you. The term pseudo-gladiators is bit of an understatement considering that the fighters here can range from literal god slayers to world destroyers.” Sure there were much more normal people here like that one Mayor or those squid kids, but the number of fighters with astounding powers was quite high.

And he was one of them as well.

{✦} “ As for my training routines, besides basic workout such as pulls up and running, I tend to spar with other fighters in the training room or use the living sandbag that we have.”

“Don’t gimmie that.” He’s gonna give him a noogie on the top of his head, not pressing TOO HARD. just hard enough to make his point. “I mean like FOOD and SLEEP SCHEDULE and the like as well. Don’t tell me you’re just eating whatever they give you!”

Now This Is Just Silly...