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paradisalost2009-12-09 04:01 pm
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second block; dictated
[seemingly oblivious, or maybe not so! Yoshitsune's settled himself in the lobby, cursing at a tiny Gameboy held in deft fingers. Maybe it's this place. Maybe it's the place he's playing it -- but for some reason, he can't even get past the first level of Tetris!
That ever-conveniently open journal has seen fit to record it.]
What is this? I can't take it anymore! Impossible. Impossible! I can't even get two blocks down without an error.
It's the controller, the controller's busted.
[the controller is not busted. In a seeming fit of utter devastation, he flicks it off, shoves the game in his pocket, and resorts to sulkily smoking. That constant ringing in his ears is also upsetting!
OOC: you guys know the drill by now ;A; planned and unplanned kisses are fine ♥ or just interaction, if that floats one's boat. I'll be tagging back after work, sobsob. ]
That ever-conveniently open journal has seen fit to record it.]
What is this? I can't take it anymore! Impossible. Impossible! I can't even get two blocks down without an error.
It's the controller, the controller's busted.
[the controller is not busted. In a seeming fit of utter devastation, he flicks it off, shoves the game in his pocket, and resorts to sulkily smoking. That constant ringing in his ears is also upsetting!
OOC: you guys know the drill by now ;A; planned and unplanned kisses are fine ♥ or just interaction, if that floats one's boat. I'll be tagging back after work, sobsob. ]
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Which explains the sudden hand gripping at Yoshitsune's collar as he's shoved back against the wall--of course, causing the bells hung there jingle like crazy in the process.
Don't look now, Rumble King, but you're about to be topped by a kitty cat from hell]
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Disastrous, the man's mind would say. And yet, lips are still curled in that smirk, gold eyes turned up to glance at him over those bright glasses. He raises up higher on his legs, rising out of that slouch.
Yoshitsune can at least try and take control here, somewhat. Damn his stature!]
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Hope you like it rough, Yoshi-chan~ Because in another second you're gonna find yourself snug as a bug in ... between an Arrancar and a hard place]
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He likes his women rough, at least, Arrancar, he's not too sure about. Thin hands grasp at that gay-ass bolero, jerking the cat lower to just get this over with]
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It goes without saying that Grimmjow pretty much rocked this guy's world (or not, you know, wutev).
Either that or he lacerated his mouth on the sharp teeth from the remains of his hollow mask]
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So long as Yoshi horrified his. He's never felt it necessary to study up on technique!
And yeah, that's... huh, that's blood. Ow. He... he needs a cigarette after this.]
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Sooner or later the bell's effect wear off, and ... well, Yoshitsune will find himself pretty much thrown across the hall]
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There will be the disgusted mouth-wiping, a little bit of spitting.]
Warn a guy, why don't ya? That's no way to encourage a second date.
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Looks like he'll have to do with the traces of blood still visible on his lips/mask ... which he proceeds to lick, wtf]
Who said you'd live long enough to see one?
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Best to be cautious, but he's at least alerted to the danger now.]
Someone who knows better than you~~
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Sounds like they don't know what the hell they're talking about.
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[that laughter is pretty impressive, he'd give it at least a 6/10.]
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