@azamukuna && @abugspanic, Iām just doing my job.
āIāll say this once and Iāll say this as politely as I can.
Take the dresses off.ā
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@azamukuna && @abugspanic, Iām just doing my job.
āIāll say this once and Iāll say this as politely as I can.
Take the dresses off.ā

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@azamukuna congratulations for surviving another year u wonderful human being! happy birthday!! continue bringing joy to this rp community, please!
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Dinner was served right on schedule. Peaking green hues examining the studentās choices. Once the fourteen students exited the cafeteria it was Kirumiās job to clean up. Washing the plates, organizing the cutlery, cleaning the table. Exiting was permitted only when the room was spotless. Minutes after and the maid saw her own reflection at the table. Hadnāt it been by someoneās entry, the school would be empty.
Where had he been? An unclenching question. Instead, she twisted the words to shine a new light.Ā āAre you alright?ā Concealing her real motives, she wasted no time.Ā āYouāve missed dinner. Would you like me to cook something only for you? Do you prefer salty or sweet?ā
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Humming a quiet little tune to herself, Kirumi was cleaning the halls, sweeping dust and rabble into a neat little pile. She was way too absorbed in her work to notice anything or anyone else; it was just her, her tools, and that sweet little melody from her closed lips. It was almost as if she was in a trance, so deep in focus, in her own little world, absolute zoning. It makes one wonder what would happen if she were to be woken from such a state...
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The despair disease was the worst thing that could have happened. Kokichi sneezed as he curled up in his bed, a loud groan leaving him as he heard his doorbell go off. He didnāt want to answer it. Fear was going through him as he even thought of going over to the door and opening it. Monokuma had already explained it to him and everyone else at least.
The boy sighed as he got back up onto his feet, and walked over to the door. He was shaking as he held onto the knob, really not wanting to open it.
{ā§} ----Ā āW-Who is- Damn it- Who... Who is it?ā
He was going to punch himself at this rate. He shouldnāt be so damn scared of literally everything.

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āAre you actually askinā for my autograph, or are you just bullshittinā me? Because all ya gotta do is ask nicely and Iāll gladly sign whatever ya want. Balls, bats, memorabilia. Hell, Iāve signed bodies before. Not exactly my favorite, but anything for a fan. So whatās your damage?ā
Ā Ā Ā _001. FOR A LONG VOYAGE OF A RUNAWAY DOESNāT CEASEĀ Ā Ā neither begins without intrusions. raven locks gently blew through this morningās breeze, inviting a salty seaās scent traveling up her nose. things have yet to die out letting sighs compliment a saddened mood. preferred to be left alone, the criminal proceeds to let arms dangle out towards blue seas. tranquility couldnāt ease those worries, malicious intents from a masked spite; he robbed everything. thereās only fear manifesting towards an organization that once fought for peace --- they can no longer retain it. hand nearly swelledĀ into a fist with sensitive feline ears catching a foreignerās footsteps. primal instinct of defense is displayed, her hand clenching tightly around a concealed weapon. arms out in defense brought forth a human right in her line of visage. exasperated sigh escapes being utterly angered from a sneak attack.
āĀ Ā next time, donāt sneak behind me!Ā Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā _002. NO APOLOGY WILL EVER RUN OUTĀ Ā Ā towards a near threatening maneuver. itās merely within a hidden instinct to be cautious of anything surrounding her. thereās no need for an interaction but curiosity best serves this strangerās intents. amber hues practically hover about an odd question to ask; nothing strikes as endangering when focusing carefully. sincerity appears to be his embodiment from a faunusā perception.
āĀ Ā ... yes. the ocean is quite pretty. why are you asking me this question?Ā Ā ā / @azamukunaā ( AMAMI ). sc.
mOmOta-chan it's cOckichi day
ITS POCKY DAY YOU FOOL!!!