❛ ℐεss`s τεsτs ( sεcɾετs !! )

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✮ ✮xx⇨ ;; Like, don't steal! D;



Mine! Touch anything and you're not a friend, and I'll claw your face off. >3 Rawr.

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"Like, you're ready already? That's totally awesome, we could go now then!"

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➸xx✕xxxI'm in love with the girl I hate,

she enjoys pointing outxx→xx( E V E R YxxB A DxxT H I N GxxA B O U TxxM E ) !

ღღxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI'm in love with a critic and a skeptic, a traitor
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"First, I slept in. Then I got hungry... met a cute guy."

Typical of Kiku, Eris giggled to herself inside her thoughts, only managing an amused smirk in reality. Sleep was valuable, especially since none of them had school at the moment and that gave them all the option to stay awake as long as into the evening as they wanted. The supervisor girl stayed up late a couple times herself, but she normally didn't make it past midnight before practically falling onto the bed into instant sleep. What? A girl needs her beauty rest, and she happened to like being awake earlier than everybody else; unlike the majority of teenagers that preferred late night activity and daytime slumber. About the cute guy, well, she already knew. "Oh, he was?" she lifted an eyebrow teasingly, wondering herself if the boy Kiku met was to her standards. Not that she cared much, since she wasn't the kind of gooey girl who dreamt about a romance novel life with a handsome strong man who was perfect. In fact, she couldn't remember having any relationship worth lasting and quickly plucked the subject from her mind in disgust. She measured her male counterparts in their abilities rather than through their looks--a pretty face could easily be a careless idiot. Listening carefully, she stood with a neutral expression at Kiku's narrative of his journey.

"Explored the festival, lost some money on the Fortune Wheel... and then I got thirsty and found you on the way to get something to drink."

"Ha! You know you'll never win at that game: the best prizes have the smallest chances," she laughed, pointing out her logic. An "oh..." was mumbled as her laughs ceased and she continued calmly with some sympathy, "It's okay, maybe next time." Ending with a signature smile, she thought of the Fortune Wheel once again. She was right of course, but it was tempting to think you had a chance at winning a fabulous jackpot. Basically, that clever stand was a sucker's trap for optimists; at least they made plenty of cash and not everyone was disappointed. Pale blue eyes reflected two boys squirting each other with water guns; looks like they weren't disappointed with their prize of chance. Eris shouldn't have been talking because it was her own idea to find the Lost Garden, which is obviously difficult and unlikely for most to accomplish. Except, when it's her idea, the chance meter grows a mile higher than normal from pure headstrong. Supposedly, it was just her idealistic sense at work. Good thing I caught him. Something else probably would've grabbed his attention before I did, Eris amusingly thought to herself, smirking at the semi-genius. Hearing his enthusiasm about their near-ready team, she simply nodded in response and looked towards Younha.

"Hey! Eris!"

The blonde headed girl smiled as her friend recognized her call towards the crowd. Watching Younha cut through the crowd like a weed whacker, she was glad that there was somebody who was capable of not getting distracted in the festival's glory. Eris herself had an irritating time nudging past strangers without getting her clothing wrinkled, but at least the crowd was in the mood for celebration and not in the mood to complain over crowded jostling. Hearing a small grunt within the trump's squeeze to their table, she stood there poised with her arms folded to greet Younha when she arrived. The girl steadied her pace once she reached the table and managed to ask, "How are you feeling today?" Polite as always. Now that everyone was gathered, it wouldn't take long to shoo everyone away for the mission; it's almost hilarious how that works. "I'm good, pretty excited actually," she replied nicely but quick, following with a deep breath. Ready to speak, she rested her hands on her hips in a more authoritative pose and faced all five of the others. Luxury, their sneaky pickpocket, was here. Kiku, their computer genius, was here. Sunshine, their extrasensory gifted friend, was here. Black Rabbit was here... and now Younha.

"So, Eris-san, now that we're all together, what do you propose we do first?"

"Good question Kiku. First, we need to figure out who's going to be searching where. We can't all be searching in the same place or we won't get enough of the grounds covered," she briefly said, logically enough as she looked for their attention. Continuing with the announcement, she spoke clearly and tried to keep her voice hush, "Second, once we find a flower kid, we call each other and kidnap him or her. I know it sounds bad, but what can we do?" Kidnapping was new to her peers, so she hoped it wouldn't be too much of a shock. They needed the flower kid as the speical key to the Lost Garden, and whoever it was would most likely not want to come out of free will. Eris had an empty house filled with gunnery ready to "convince" that kid to their reasoning and duct tape if they would be struggling too much for them to handle. Their method of transportation was yet to be determined, but Meng would lead the Seekers to the Lost Garden with his natural sensory abilities. She had a few ideas about having Kiku drive them as the method of transportation, but they probably couldn't afford that on their own; a bus might have to suffice. The kidnapped might squeal then, so there's another problem. Walking was her last option.

"Hey, does anybody have a suggestion for transportation? My ideas are kind of lame," she asked without regret, because the only other option she could think of was slipping their victim sedatives. Man, all these methods were so immoral... but as mentioned before, what can they do? Being caught or sent to juvenile hall wasn't a possible choice, that would be too much damage on their reputations and probably ruin their lives. Sure, it was a risk--but finding the Lost Garden could be the best thing for the team, and it would most likely better the entire world if the legend was true to it's word. A miracle spouting fountain and great grasses filled with cures for the incurable! "Actually, forget it. We'll find it out tonight," she shoved away the rest of the planning until later so the team could get started on their first order of business. Tonight wasn't her favorite word to say, but she would keep herself awake with sugar rimmed drinks if she had to. If the Seekers were lucky, this plan would last into the middle of the evening before they made their escape from Singsei onto the long road. Pumped since the beginning, Eris lifted her hushed tone for the following words: "By the way, dibs on the festival games and stages for my patrol."

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That I don't need, all I wanted... and what I chase
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Scowling at the familiar four walls of his room, a sandy haired boy lay on top of his blue sheeted bed with a reluctance to leave it. An arm tucked behind his head, rainy day colored eyes stared up at the ceiling with the thought of staying behind growing more pleasant. Today was the day of the mission, where this uncooperative guy would be required to partner... how he hated that. There was nothing left to do to procrastinate on his walk to the North Atrium, and so Hiroki Atoka needed to prop himself up to go. Steadily pushing himself off the bed, his worn canvas sneakers met with the floor and he stood up to grab his plain blue sweatshirt before leaving. From a knob mounted on the wall, the teenager snatched his hooded sweater and pulled it over his plain white T-shirt. Fixing his ruffled hair away from his face, he then wandered over to a desk in the room where a single red and white Pokeball sat.

Smirking slightly at the thought of the Pokemon inside it, Hiro tucked the ball into one of his pockets and continued back to exit his dorm room. He patted his jeans' pocket to reassure himself of having the tiny metal key, then twisted the knob and squeezed himself out the door. Pulling the door closed behind him, the boy used the key to lock it and turned his head back towards the hallway. With a silent sigh, he shoved his hands into his pockets and began to travel in the direction he recalled the North Atrium to be located at. Sure, he wouldn't mind as much if he was cruising through this challenge alone, but why was it necessary to ruin his day by making him participate in teamwork? Other people were just a drag, a bunch of chains meant to trip you onto your knees. At least nobody but an idiot could possibly bungle the task of finding a special rock, they were told they even had twenty four hours for the big scavenger hunt.

Being a fairly recent addition to the student population, there wasn't anyone Hiro had paid enough attention to even memorize their name. Everyone was going to be a stranger in his eyes, not like it was much different from his default view. Approaching the Articuno Blue dormitory's exit, he swung open the door and let himself outside onto the neat cream colored sidewalk. There were labeled arrows tacked on to signs that read, "North Atrium"; Hiro's memory had served him well. From where he stood, the North Atrium's building was small but visible. Walking towards it in a semi slow pace, he fished a half crumpled paper handed to him earlier and unfolded it to reread. There was no harm in slowing himself down to just take another look, there was a liable excuse now. Scanning the printed sheet, the words were familiar to him, like trainer should have remembered the paper by heart already.

Leaf Stone; the stone in the meadows he was assigned to find. He was confident of not losing the stone and there was no Pokemon he could evolve to be disqualified; he probably would never use a Leaf Stone in his life. Meadows and grassland were easy terrain compared to other choices, so Hiro was secretly grateful of the given luck. Then his dark grey eyes read the name of his challenge partner: Jae Park. The first thought that popped into his mind was a question of if he'd heard that name before, but then the boy shrugged his shoulders and refolded the paper. He didn't remember, therefore, didn't know him and didn't feel any better about being partnered with him. Please don't let him be a useless loser, the trainer thought to himself as his walk continued. He was nervous not only for his partner's ability, but for his personality as well: a hyperactive talker would drive him to the brink of insanity.

Slipping the paper back into his sweatshirt's pocket, the boy looked at the building he would soon enter. It stood before him, seeming mightier than it looked: the North Atrium. Peeking through the doors, he hardly saw any people; perhaps only a handful of trainers and coordinators had shown up so far. Meaning, he was accidentally early; he groaned with his miscalculation and frowned as he averted the door handle, not wanting to be there yet. Afraid of being forced to stay once arriving, the boy leaned himself against the wall just outside of the atrium beside the door. He decided he'd wait for others to show up, then for a chapperone or someone else to pull him inside if need be. The probable truth was that his partner hadn't shown up yet either, so at least Hiro evaded having to converse with his stranger of a partner. Actually, he didn't feel as reluctant to start the challenge now, but switched his position into wanting to get the ordeal over with.

Hiro felt the smooth shape of the Pokeball sitting in his pocket, as if it were taunting him to release his friend. The silent wait was boring yet peaceful, an addition of company wouldn't be a problem. As lovable as that creature was, Hiro did not approve of his Pokemon attracting attention then dragging him into speaking with other trainers. A press of a button would lead him minutes earlier into being forced inside the atrium. So he decided against opening the Pokeball and withdrew his hands from the sweater's pockets, crossing his arms against his chest. Patience was something he could handle, in an hour, all the Pokemon would probably be outside of their spherical restraints. It almost made him smile thinking of the impression he could pull off with the glorious attacks he and his Pokemon had devised, water shots and icy advantages. The thought faded away, remembering Pokemon usage was probably minimal.

Reviewing the message in his mind, Hiro caught this as the summary of the challenge: pair up, run around to find a rock, bring it back and get in a special club. Yeah, it didn't matter to him if he won or not as long as he didn't come in anywhere near last place. He was in Articuno Blue with a single Pokemon, it would be humiliating to be tripped up by a simple task! Not confident of getting first place, he was sure of not getting last place--there were no rivals to trash either, so Hiro was satisfied. If he and his partner returned early, maybe he could spend his time on more important matters rather than aimlessly wandering the meadow for a Leaf Stone. Just a while longer and this challenge would spark competition between other trainers, so he believed it would be necessary to be careful of sabotage. This challenge was like a child's errand, why did it require such preparation? Grumbling about it within his thoughts, Hiro wished others would arrive faster and start the game already. After all, there was no chance of a cancel.

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"Sound great... I would love it."

Did she just say yes? He looked up at Alexandria, eyes a bit wide from the unexpected response. Kyle was expecting more of an answer along the lines of, "sorry, I'm busy", he didn't even gather thoughts on what he had in mind for the two of them to do. Did she even say yes, or was it his imagination overreacting? Wait, it was a yes... he was silent for a few minutes while regathering his thoughts into his head. "Whoa... really?" he managed to stammer, still trying to calm himself down from the inside. He wasn't sure if Alexandria-hime actually wanted to walk around the festival with him when she could be doing something more significant. The princess was wearing a sunny smile on her face, so Kyle managed to return the smile to her with bringing himself back to earth. Creating a mental map of the festival grounds, he thought of some places that might entertain his long lost friend the most, but then considered some of the responsibilities he'd need to tend to. There was the fact he couldn't leave the festival work completely, or Mrs. Robinson would find out and she wouldn't be too happy to find out he dropped the work for a girl. Then again, this girl was the princess of their country, I bet she wouldn't mind.

Feeling warmth wrapped around the calf of his leg, he remembered their was a toddler glued to the back of it. I guess I should get him back to Aunt Emily first, he thought, sighing in sympathy of the nervous woman. Detaching the little fingers from his pant leg, he turned to the raven haired girl before him. "Um, I need to take Henry back to my aunt first. I'll be right back," he said, with a apologetic smile. She would be just fine for a few moments without him, it's not like Alexandria-hime would magically disappear. Steadily leading his brother away, he waved a hand back at her with his signature smile before disappearing into the waves of celebrants. Having a cute little toddler by Kyle's side repelled the jostling persons beside the two; wouldn't any tender person want to avoid smacking a toddler in the back of the head? Being not too far from the playground, the area was as lively as it was earlier and Aunt Emily was peacefully sitting in the center of a park bench with an organizer in her palm. Upon the arrival, Kyle released Henry's hand; the energy flew back into him and the kid threw himself into the playground's animated activity. Leaving Henry busily entertained, the storyteller approached his aunt with his hands calmly placed in his pockets.

"I got him back, good luck!" he smiled brightly at her, slipping his hand out of his pocket for a thumbs up. Assuming she would be alright with being placed in care of energetic Henry again, Kyle launched himself back into the crowd before Aunt Emily had the chance to respond properly. That, and the woman was stunned with the sudden load of duty. The storyteller would pass by his mother at the storytelling stand to inform her what he was doing with Alexandria--he thought that she might like hearing the legend better from a more experienced mouth too. Spotting the princess in her kimono, he made it back past the crowd and greeted her first with a small wave. "I'm back!" he exclaimed, brimming with excitement for the following plans. "Is there anything specific you wanted to see at the festival? There's someplace I think you'll like, I need to stop by there anyway," he said, referring to the storytelling stage. Kyle was expecting she would say yes, but there was always a back up plan. Perhaps picking one of the fun new rides in the festival would be a sufficient second activity after visiting Mrs. Robinson. Oh wait... that's right, a thought hit the storyteller: will Alexandria-hime need a disguise? It might be a little difficult to maneuver within a princess-crazed crowd.

"Hey, do you need a disguise? I don't mean to ask rudely, I was just wondering--your fans are kinda... everywhere," he told her, honestly apologizing. His sentence ended with a awkward sideways glance at a girl with binoculars further to the left of the two.


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eris ( nikko rimmer )xxx➷xxxbest liar everxxsupervisor.


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【 ➷xERIS NIKKO RIMMER ❜ ♥♥ 】

xxxxxxdid you scream enough to make her cry?
it`s a turn around ↺ turn around ↺
xxxxbaby don`t return to me if you think
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xxxxxxxxshe`s a lady and ladies shouldn`t be messed with


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xxxxWHY`D YOU HAVE TO BE SO CUTE ? xxxxxxxxxxxxx➷


it's impossible to ignore you
xxxxxmust you make me laugh so much ?


➔xx【 it's bad enough we get along ❤ { so well } ! 】


Daydreaming, been sitting, the corner cafe.
Daydreaming, been sitting, the corner cafe.
Daydreaming, been sitting, the corner cafe.
Daydreaming, been sitting, the corner cafe.
Daydreaming, been sitting, the corner cafe.
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xxxxxthat david played and it pleased the lordxx▪▪xx♪
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxBUT YOU DON`T REALLY CARE FOR MUSIC DO YOU?xx` ↖

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Love is not a victory march. Love is not a victory march.
Love is not a victory march. Love is not a victory march.
Love is not a victory march. Love is not a victory march.
Love is not a victory march. Love is not a victory march.
Love is not a victory march. Love is not a victory march.
Love is not a victory march. Love is not a victory march.


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❁x⊱ you're the closest to heaven

that i `ll ever be and i don't want to go home right now
all i could ( TASTE ) is this moment

and all i could b r e a t h is your l i f e



And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.
And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.
And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.


cause sooner or later it`s over ⊰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxixxj u s txdon`txwantxtox( miss )xyouxTONIGHT.

[KiD IC4RUS]

- -《 ❤ ɪ яεмεмвεя 》xxxxxxxxxxxx↘↘

when we used to laugh about nothing at all


✕✕xxxxxxxxxxxxxit was better than going mad
xxxxxxxxxxxxxfrom trying to solve all the problems we're going through
✕✕xxxxxxxxxxxxxforget `em all
xxxxxxxxxxxxxcause on those nights we would stand and never fall
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTOGETHER WE FACED IT ALLx «


Those nights keep me alive. Those nights keep me alive.
Those nights keep me alive. Those nights keep me alive.
Those nights keep me alive. Those nights keep me alive.
Those nights keep me alive. Those nights keep me alive.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxremember when we`d stay up late
✕✕xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand we`d talk all night
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxin a dark room lit by the tv light
through all the hard times in my lifexxxxxxxxxx
тнσsε иιɢнтs кερт мε αʟιvε 》xxxxxxxxxxxxxx