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| Which type are you? |
| Natural Type |
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15% |
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| Prince Type |
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9% |
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| Cool Type |
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12% |
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| Little Devil Type |
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37% |
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| Loli-Shota Type |
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12% |
[ 4 ] |
| Strong, but Silent Type |
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12% |
[ 4 ] |
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 Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 12:09 pm
~*~ "Be strong, just, and cheerful." ~*~ It didn't take long for her personal body guards to show up to help her, they had been silently trailing her all the school day anyway, not that she minded; Shinichi and Kureno were closer than family. "Kitsu-chan!" The younger of the two called excitedly the moment he saw her, she soon found herself being glomped. "Nii-chan..." She laughed as she pushed him away. "Shinichi-oniisama, a little help please?" She laughed as Kureno danced around the room with her. "He bought an expresso." The older one sighed, and Kitsu nodded solemly. "So, nee-chan, I assume you need everything in these boxes?" Shinichi asked after Kureno finally set Kitsu down. "Yes, Onii-sama. Thank you." She replied, and then the tree began moving things upstairs for when the rest of the family came to help her. Sometimes she felt loved within her "family", but at other times... She glanced at Kureno and let out a sigh: she really hoped the caffine wore off soon, Kazuma, her driver and the one who she had talked to earlier, was more than enough hyper for her to handle.
When they arrived, after much more glomping from Kazuma, they finished moving everything into the limo, and then, between her two "brothers" Kitsu rode happily home again. She couldn't wait to begin plans, and to explore the Bereznoff puppets a little more. ~*~ "The strong live, and the weak die." ~*~
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 2:53 pm
((sorry for not posting! My computer died. Okay, what shall I post? Can't make sence of anything....))
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:53 pm
(well...The host club is going to a beach, and all the guests or future guests are going home)
(Im new at this on this type of rping site so be nice.)
Kara happilly munched on a cookie as she walked down the hallways of the school. She was amazed that the sweets she could eat and still not get fat.
Suddenly she heard slam from behind her.
she turned and saw her brother rushing towards her. "are you alright?" he asked breathless.
Kara smiled. "Im fine. what are you doing here?"
her brother smiled. "thats good!" he siad glad she was oblivious to what their father was trying to do "Im just here to pick you up." he put an arm around her shoulder and lead her to the front gate ignoreing the sounds from the broom closet of their father trying to get out and try and kidnap Kara again. 'I wont let that happen.' he vowed as he helped Kara into the limo
(sorry that its a long into for my character.)
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 8:14 pm
)~( Mirror, Mirror on the wall, )~(
~*~ Surly you do lie. ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror on the wall, )~(
~*~ We don’t see eye to eye. ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror by the stairs, )~(
~*~ Your image is surly haunting. ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror by the stairs, )~(
~*~ My self-esteem you’re taunting! ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror above the sink )~(
~*~ Are you showing my insides? ~*~ Tomorrow was their first day of school, and Yumi and Yuki were having one of their rare disagreements.
"You, my dearest little sister, are an idiot." Yuki snapped at her twin as she shot her daggers the likes of which had never been see among men; it was a well known fact that while twins rarily fought because they were so close, that also because they were so close their fights were a thousand times more explosive. "You're the one who's an idiot, Yuki!" Yumi snapped back with a childish toss of her head. "If I'm such an idiot, then why are you the one who's throwing my words right back at me?!" The older of the twins snarled back as she threw the boys uniform she was holding to the floor: sadly, that was why they were fighting.
Yumi's eyes narrowed and she glared daggers back at her sister. "I was making a point! Don't you dare yell at me like that just because I want to wear the dress!" She screamed at her sister, her voice high pitched and hoarse. "It's ugly, it's the color of butter, and it makes you look like you have an ape's rear and a man's shoulders." Yuki replied in a low, almost calm voice, but it made her sound a thousand times more evil. The words brought tears to Yumi's eyes, and she threw the dress at her sister. "I hate you! I hate you! Get out of my room! Now!" She screeched, and without a seconds hesitation, Yuki turned and strolled out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
On the other side, Yuki's eyes softened and she glanced back, an expression on her face of worry and terror of being alone. She turned quickly and pulled open the door, only to see Yumi was already there, making the same exact face. "I'm so sorry, please forgive me. We'll go with your idea." They said as one, and then they blinked, frown, and spoke again with one voice, "No, I'm sorry, and we're going with your idea." They let out a deep sigh, and in unison put their hands on their hips and glared at each other. "Can we just agree to disagree and meet on common ground by wearing one of mother's dresses instead of a uniform?" Yuki asked, a slight smirk pulling up the corners of her mouth. "YES!" Yumi cheered in reply as she threw herself on her sister and sent them both to the floor laughing.
((Just an introduction to the twins, since nothing else is going on.)) )~( Mirror, Mirror above the sink )~(
~*~ Why cant you give me pride? ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror in my hand, )~(
~*~ It really isn’t fair ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror in my hand )~(
~*~ I cant help but stop and stare ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror on the ground, )~(
~*~ Now you’re smashed in thousands. ~*~
)~( Mirror, Mirror on the ground )~(
~*~ A thousand me’s surrounding ~*~
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 9:11 pm
((lets timeskip to the beach shall we? I'm getting bored.)) - + - T I M E S K I P - + - Ken glared at the limo. He knew he had to be the first one there, or the others would chew him out. He knew that if he was late again, he would be in deep trouble. He knew all of this, all the reasons why he had to go, but it didn't mean he had to like it. He got in. After a looooooong half hour, he arrived. He bristled just thinking about it. So he decided not to go in just yet. Waiting for the others...that would be okay wouldn't it?
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:38 am
Alex stood in front of an empty fridge as always. Well not technically empty. There were condiments... And beers, there was also canned corn. Her father could pack ways at least two chilled cans of the stuff a night if she wasn't around to cook for him. With a sigh she closed the fridge and glanced at the mirror. Some how all of her clothes had been moved leaving only a sun dress in the tinny closet. And so she had to wear the impractical thing.
She opened up a box of instant soup and made that it was not her favorite, but shrimp flavored soup was better than none at all. It took five minutes before the noodles were cooked though and she could eat.
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 12:45 pm
Haru got out of the car in his bathing suit and a shirt. He took the keys to the park from security, "Ken-kun, Ki-kun, Kazu-kun! Come on!" he laughed as he ran inside. Haru pulled off his shirt and jumped into the pool designed to look like the ocean.
Ki laughed cutely and ran inside, pulling off his s**t and putting floaties on, even though he could swim. He jumped into the fake ocean after Haru.
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 1:56 pm
Ken followed slowly. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. I hate this place. He slowly pulled off his own shirt, but decided not to start swimming yet. He was a great swimmer, but he didn't want to go in just yet. He went into perfect happy yes! mode for some reason when he was swimming....so he didn't want to go in just yet. Not until AFTER he had gotten himself under control on that front.
((jeez, this is weird sounding.....))
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 7:35 pm
"Ahhh..." Alex sighed breathing in the steam coming off her bowl of instant soup. She sat down at the small table in the kitchen/dinning room. She sipped the burning hot liquid carefully. It tasted... salty and fishy. Oh, how she longed for the kind of soups that they served at Ouran. She could never afford any of them but what she smelled was enough to convince her that they were the best.
Once her meal was finished Alex washed her mug and dried it with a light yellow faded dish cloth, before placing it carefully onto the shelf above the counter. "There we go... Now, what's for dinner." she had to go grocery shopping if she wanted to eat real food tonight. Maybe salmon? Oh God... Salmon sounded really good. She turned the light off and grabbed her wallet, Pardon, Her father’s old wallet that she had taped and recycled so that it didn’t fall apart and was now used as her wallet, and walked down the one flight of stairs between her apartment and the street below.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 9:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 6:16 pm
((Will someone post something I can post off of?))
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 6:28 pm
Kale sat on the 'beach' staring out at the water. His thoughts going from one thing to another. He looked up and watched his friends play around and fuss over things. A small smirk crossed his face as he stood up, but then faded. He removed his shirt showing just what all that fight training had done for him. He then made his way over to the water and got in. He went farther in until he felt he was in far enough.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 1:14 pm
((Sorry for not posting))
Kazu stepped out of the car, stretching his arms and yawning as he began to walk towards the fake beach. Such stupidity... He wanted to go to the real beach to look at the gorgeous women in bikinis. Well, he was going to try and enjoy his time. He thought that maybe some of the girls would show up in bathing suits anyway. He grinned as he lifted up his shirt and walked around on the beach. He was still in jeans though, so he didn't jump into the water. Instead, he went looking for the women that had came with.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 7:28 pm
Ken looked at the water remorsefully. It was so enticing. But no, he had to keep his cool. When he was a little kid, he lived somewhere else and was a complete and total dork. He had assured himself that, when he moved a month later, he would become 'cool' and 'popular'. Stuff that Ken had only seen.
And now he was both.
So he wasn't about to ruin everything by being completely blissful in the water. That was part of what had made him such a dork in the first place. And he still felt like one.
Ken always felt akward and wrong. But when he had joined the host club, he saw it as an oppurtunity to be less awkward. But it hadn't worked completely.
Moaning a bit, Ken stuck his head in his hands, wishing that SOMEONE, anyone, would talk to him. Get his head out of the past.
Even talking to Kazu would be okay.
((wow. looooong post. not really.))
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 4:48 pm
((hellooooooooooo? anyone here?))
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