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slurred words /chinhands
Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk (post!manga due to drunkenness)
"Bossasupanova. I think he's Irish. He's got dat hair and he jus gets super upset all'a'da sudd'n. He likes gardens. Think he's got lucky charms hidden in em. Imma find em. His lucky charms. He can't have my charm. He can't have Ha-ru-hi."
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cankickingcasanova
"Hey Bosanova. Its been a while."
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"Welcome to the black magic club~ can I interest you in a curse?"
I see you promoting me you sweet wench
outofguilt: I didn't even use sparkles that time, how'd ya see it? xD You and your eagle eyes~
Well I thought I'd do something while I waited my pain go away ...
But I found Hikaru sleeping on the floor ~
So I'll leave it there asleep and I'll see if the Kao want to make drafts him [even though it's on hiatus ~]
See you later ~
[AND I DO NOT APOLOGIZE for doing Kasa kiss Kaoru!]
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tentatively slides my URL onto the table
//squeals with joy
WE ARE FRIENDS NOW!! XD
You are like, seriously, one of my favorite Ouran RPers. I only don't RP with you much (it was just for that little bit at the beginning...) because Tamaki and Ritsu don't see eye to eye. Or, well, okay, they see eye to eye TOO WELL and want the same thing - Haruhi. Or at least Tamaki thinks that they do and he can't handle it.
Ritsu is my second favorite Ouran character (after Tamaki of course) so... yeah. You do a wonderful job portraying him. I love it. I've told you this before, but I'll say it again -- TEARS OF OVERWHELMING JOY WHEN I READ YOUR DIALOGUE!!
An ordinary day?
Hikaru sat on the floor staring at the toilet, how many times did he do it? He was angry and could not control at the time. Whenever his mother appeared in this house was, he could not keep anything in the stomach. He had finished lunch and he needed to return to the classroom. Kaoru was probably worried about him, his head was spinning and his stomach complained. Vomit. He stopped feeling the urge to vomit, giving discharge and then opening the door, the twin was feeling weak, so was every time he threw up just thinking about your mother. Hikaru got up from the ground with pale face and sunken eyes. He could not eat anything since last night, but also could not sleep right. He was in the bathroom ward D, was the closest near where he was, and Hikaru honestly did not think he would find the red-haired man. "Bosanovachi." He knew how was his face, but his voice was more weird than it should.
The Blind Day ::@Cankickingcasanova::
Keiko didn't know why she even filled out that online form. Her mom said it was a good idea to get to know some new people. She didn't have many friends in Ouran, she liked to keep her friend circle small. But her mom insisted that she fill out that Blind Date form online. "It doesn't have to be a real date, K.k. You can just be friends." She said. Keiko worried about who was going to show up to this blind date.
It was set up at one of her mom's shops in Tokyo. The Purple Lotus, a small cafe good for Breakfast to lunch, was their meeting place. And some how, her mother even got her to wear a white spring dress with a purple sash around the waist. Her hair was pulled into short short stubby pig tails and her bangs were pulled out of her face with clips. She felt uncomfortable, really. She was used to free flowing, baggy clothes, not pretty, tight dresses.
But here she was, waiting outside of her mothers own cafe, for a boy she had never met. She fiddled with the purple jade necklace around her neck and searched the side walk for someone who looked like they were going on a date.
