open rp post 2015

[saga]

CLOSED to new threads! continue old ones by all means.

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give me Momokaaaaaaa

[demonicderp]

[Rin was waiting by the elaborate fountain in the middle of a large park. He might have been waiting there for a few hours already, because he was afraid he'd be late otherwise. Pausing in his pacing back and forth, he opened the lid of the cake box he was holding to check on the contents.]

Oh good, it's still okay...

HERE SHE COMES

[onimomo]

[She did her best to come as early as possible! But you know how work tries to demand a lot from you. But she's managed to dress up into something casual, and here she is!

Now, Rin said to meet at the fountain. Ah, she's also on time! Perfect. She quickly rushes over to greet him.]

R--[wheeze] Rin!

YOU ASKED FOR THIS

[turnmeon]

[This was a bad idea. He knew this was going to be a bad idea. He didn't know why he let Himeko talk him into this. But here he was, standing in front of the movie theater, waiting for Momoka. Without his laptop. He was going to actually talk to her. This was going to be a horrible day.]

I DID ASK FOR THIS heart breaks

[onimomo]

[Momoka didn't get many details from Himeko. Nee-san said "Appear at the cinema at this time" and included all the details. But if it's a free day, she might as well! There's much to catch up on.

Except when she arrived, standing right there was Switch.

...

Wait what?]

Is there a Big Bro Vietman down there?

[simatnaaicaa]

[Because a slender, long-haired girl is taking a walk through one of his street markets, munching on her gỏi cuốn roll and looking at the goodies with rather "critical" eyes. And will probably start haggling super loudly and not unlike a certain "teacher" so it may be a good thing to keep her from getting carried away...]

puts oil on rusty gears + guess who i want

[demeanour]

PROMPT: vietnam reveals a secret to izumo.

gee it's not like her name is right there. i gotta really think hard!!

[hoasen]

[When Vietnam stepped into Izumo's bar, he will notice that she has a much more serious expression on than usual (it's the brow, it's so knitted right now). She didn't even greet him, just walked right up to the counter, and sits herself neatly down.

Then she remembered that she should've greeted him, because it's rude and it's his bar. What could've made her forget?! Deep thought, that's what.]

Hello, Izumo. How are you today? [That was strangely stiff.]

seeeeeeeeeeeen

[darkbreak]

((I'm torn between monster shenangians of some sort, post-ryslig meeting, occult AU [where kitty goes wolfy], or... some other kinda AU.

OR bitty shit shenanigans, since random icon gave me this.))

rikuuuuuuuuu

[hoasen]

[ALL OF THE ABOVE SOMEHOW. lets them all as we go why not. which one do you wanna do first? (ninja)]

give me hasebe

[plumblossom]

[ Taiwan's visiting Japan for a bit, but the country himself busy right now, so she's out having fun with one of his swords instead. Namely, the butler. She's somehow managed to convince him to go take the train to Tokyo with her... She wants to shop. At the station, she looks behind to face him and ask, ]

Hasebe, Hasebe! Have you ridden a train before?

[ During his time with Japan as saniwa, of course! ]

as you wish /hasebe voice--WHOA

[oshikiru]

[Japan has requested that Hasebe take Taiwan out wherever she goes, and this is an order that he would not refuse. In fact, even if Japan did not request this, he would've done it anyway. Taiwan is practically Japan's family, and with that, Hasebe will do his best to comply to her wishes. He's not really complaining in the first place.]

Once or twice, Miss Taiwan. When the master said he needed to go to Akihabara for--...

[QUICKLY HE CLEARS HIS THROAT. This was confidential information that Japan would not want him to tell others! Although Japan already told others himself, huh.]

It was a short trip. This is the first time in a while. [He quickly glances towards the window before looking over at her.]

[replicatedform]

PROMPT: Hasebe helping Yamanbagiri with chores

-

[When it comes to doing chores, Yamanbagiri was among those who's actually fine with his assignment. Whether it's tending to the horses or working in the fields, the work usually make him a little less self-conscious of himself.

After all, it's inevitable that he would get himself dirtied while working.

Once he changed into his working clothes, he makes his way towards the horse stable.]

[oshikiru]

[Whatever the orders are goes. And today, Hasebe was also assigned to help Yamanbagiri with work at the stables. That should be fine, the horses are an integral part of the Saniwa's plan for conquest--I MEAN, the world's salvation.

Typically, he was already there, ready to start duty as soon as Yamanbagiri arrives.]

[laqunic]

[ in the middle of a long march -

(because it's always a long march with this game) ]

So, Seeker. Got a proposition for you.

[determent]

[GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE HINTERLANDS nope too late, they're in the hinterlands.

She's suspicious about this, but it's a long march and so maybe talking about nonsense will still help.]

And what proposition will this be, Bull?

NOT THE BLEACH VILLAIN, THE OTHER ONE.

[trademark]

[ what a strange little world they live in, where stones waken like gods and monsters walk the streets hailed as kings --

-- and where fushimi's own sword has unfairly betrayed him by turning out to take human form. noisy human form.

also, the cafeteria workers have confiscated all kitchen implements and gone on strike this week -- but rather than deal with scepter 4's hapless mismanagement of the situation on an empty stomach, he's using the bereft kitchen and he's going to cook for himself. cheaply. as practical boys do.

. . . ]

Can you cut meat. . . ?

[ semi-practical.




he should have thought this through. ]

he's so much more badass than the bleach villain (No)

[occasion]

[Hey, it's his fault for getting his hands on Aizen Kunitoshi, okay. And just as Fushimi's finding this to be unlucky, he's wondering how on earth he managed to be stuck with someone who looks exactly like his guardian/big brother, Akashi Kuniyuki.

Like seriously, the hair, the glasses, even the clothes are similar. Seriously, fate? Not to mention, his tight-ass ways of cooking is just like Kuniyuki. Well, to be fair, his new master works harder than Kuniyuki does, that old fart is just plain lazy.

Well, if he needs help with food prep, then why not, really.]

Yeah, I can cut meat. If ya got a kitchen knife.

[He holds his hand out, waiting for one. He's not dirtying his sword, that's unhygienic.]

sword edgeworth

[kotatsu]

[ they're at a farmer's market, right. except it's not a little boy holding up that five dollar bill it's nanako. is she trying to get the flowers or the carrots, who knows. ]

[oshikiru]

[I don't know, some people might think she is a little boy--I'M KIDDING.

Hasebe looks down and quietly observes Nanako's actions, though she hasn't actually asked the vendor what she wanted to order yet. He might have to give her a verbal nudge.

Is she trying to be an adult though? He'll have to (attempt) to fake his way through this.]

Ah, there you are. What are you buying? [Smooth.]

[analyzing]

[ x and Rise in dressing in drag.

insert your character of choice as x, rets go. ]

[hoasen]

[LET'S DO IT FOR OLD TIMES.

It looks like they're currently on the run from Rise's official fanclub, who made their own terrible competition and it required swarming her. For what reason, they don't know yet, but Vietnam has assisted Rise in her escape, which is why they're trapped in Akihabara, in some strange cafe filled with well dressed people, and Vietnam still couldn't get a signal to call Japan.]

I wonder if they are still out there.

cherche

[bunkei]

[I was going to use the random scenario generator but I thought of something even better. If, somehow, in this AU, Minerva still exists, Kasen is here, staring her down. It isn't that he dislikes animals, really, he adores all aspects of nature and acknowledges their uses, just that he hates what they're capable of. How can one creature be so filthy? He just doesn't understand it.

So later that day, he turns to Cherche, sighs like all the world's problems have made themselves comfortable on his shoulders, and he says, ]

Honestly... Master, that pet of yours is just -

[helswath]

[THIS IS PERFECT, WHY.

And this is just when Cherche was carrying a large amount of food just so she can offer it the most beautiful friend in the world: Minerva.]

Oh, Kasen! What perfect timing. You can help me feed Minerva. You know she is just taken by you. [And leans in to whisper--] Between you and me, I think she has a crush.

hasebe

[unaffective]

[And since I promised I'd hurt him too, have an uncute girl. This particular Saniwa is on the sunny side, calm but optimistic, and never seems to ask for anything from anyone other than the requisite chores. No orders, in other words, nothing that isn't absolutely necessary, and never any answer as to why.

Then, out of the blue, for no particular reason, she says, ]

Mr Heshikiri? I've gotten a bit hungry. Are you able to cook?

[oshikiru]

[ARE YOU SURE SHE'S UNCUTE, GOD. But uh, he needs some orders.

FINALLY, THIS REQUEST.]

Please, call me Hasebe. [It's so much cooler (CCP get out).] Cooking is a simple task. If you are hungry, allow me to prepare something for you. What would you like?

vietnam!! if that's okay

[cordated]

[ he's at her house (nice) while she shows him how to make and bake a cake?! alright, alright.

having no sense of culinary finesse whatsoever, makoto's insistence on reading directly from the cookbook might've been a little endearing if he wasn't screwing up the steps every five seconds. it'd take a literal martyr to tolerate his sort of well-intentioned ignorance as he inadvertently swaps out sugar for salt and nearly pours too much milk into the congealing contents of the mixing bowl. someone, save vietnam from this horrible fate. honestly, save them both from this disaster in motion. somehow they've made it relatively intact so far, but it's only a matter of time until makoto makes a fatal error. ]

Ah, we need three eggs.

[ and at first, makoto gives all appearance of mild amiability, cursorily taking one of the eggs out and perching it against the rim of the bowl, like he plans to give it a gentle tap and deposit its gooey contents into the bowl, but —

no, he slams it, hard (like he's practicing how to disembowel another human being). the aforementioned egg splatters into a cracked mess of shell bits and bursted yolk running in thick rivulets down his fingers as makoto stares uncomprehendingly at his mistake.

#wow

there aren't many times in his life that makoto has ever genuinely merited being smacked upside the head for his obtuseness, but this occasion might be an exception to the rule. ]

YES you have received one vietnam (ah)

[hoasen]

[This was going to be fine, baking isn't that hard! It's technical, but that's sometimes an advantage: following instructions makes it easier to make something successful and delicious. At least Makoto understood though, and she observes how he reads every word.

If only he could do what the instructions told him to do. His intentions were to do it correctly. Somehow it just isn't ending up as smoothly as either of them would like. And she's pretty sure that cake is far from being delicious now, and is just rolling with it in order to let him practice.

She also should've taught him how to crack an egg, but she never realised that he didn't know either. Fortunately for him, she has the patience of God and she wasn't going to smack him upside the head. Rather, she grabs the nearest paper towel and taking his arm in one hand, starts wiping off the mess with the other.]

Cracking eggs is strangely difficult. I had to practise a lot in the past. [And she was sure it cracked horribly too.]

you-know-who

[alpako]

[ They're in the repair room, the door is closed, his clothes are half-off. And she's TAPPING THAT UCHIKO ON HIS NECK AGAINST THAT THING SHE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT. ]

GASP

[oshikiru]

[HE'S JUST SITTING THERE, LOOKING KIND OF UPSET. In fact, he's sulking. Why is he sulking. You know why he's sulking.]