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Chapter Two: A White Century
<i>{I sit on my book fort with my hand on my face feeling kind of bored. Gamma is already trying to smooth things out with Kaz and Byakuran fighting and the other two boys are doing literally nothing. Since eyes are peering towards the situation at hand, mine strays away from it, walking past the conflict and looking around for any kind of step ladder. If there was one I would then proceed to use it to climb to god knows where, hoping nobody sees me as I do so.}</i>
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”They’re really starting it now? I literally just wanted to read a children’s comic.” <i>{Yeah, there’s not even a single possible way this character could avoid some sudden shockwave and get out scot-free, so naturally, I would have to go ahead and get slammed right into one of the bookcases in the back. Despite the impact, I manage to catch my phone and my shades that almost fall due to the shockwave, and I let myself stay standing.}</i> ”Hey, I take offense to that! Don’t blame me for not knowing something I wasn’t alive for, you fucking glue eater.” <i>{I take some random book and throw it at the ground, not really concerned for what the titles of them even were. Then I slowly turned around when the tension of the atmosphere really built up, proceeding to take out books one by one, building a little book fort for only me. Also to try and see if Byakuran’s dumbass really had that classic mistake of letting some secret pathway be hidden by pulling some book in a bookshelf.}</i>
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&quot;Oooo, how scary. The room temperature dropped. I hope your millionaire slaves can pay for the the thermostat bill in here, because now I probably can't cook my marshmallows.&quot; <i>{I say out loud, clearly being condescending as I get another marshmallow without permission and decide to eat it raw. A marshmallow is still a marshmallow, bland or not, and I always liked eating sugary stuff. Even if this marshmallow might not be that.}</i> &quot;I know the adults are chatting it up, but what's the deal with you again? I forgot, I was too busy listening to my own thoughts, they're probably more important than your existence.&quot; <i>{I snark towards the tensed up Zakuro, finishing another marshmallow before taking yet another one without permission. This time, I shrug my shoulders and look at it dissatisfied as I take out my pistol and point it straight at the base of the marshmallow, proceeding to shoot the inside, hoping it would do something to heat it up. Which it does. It also leaves a bullet hole in the ground, very quaint of me.}</i> &quot;What? I'm being experimentative.&quot; <i>Even though I'm looking up at everyone, I keep an eye on the paper those weird bees dropped, because I can always snatch it up in case anoyone else tries to read it first. I might not be good at public speaking but improv skills are always workable.</i>
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“Damn, my dad is going off hard at a brick wall. I already know you two probably have bad personalities but sheesh.” <i>{I say to myself nonchalantly, being proud of myself for taking advantage of two idiots for some marshmallows. Speaking of marshmallows, mine is a bit crispy. I know how to cook them right because I see it all the time on television and almost never try it myself. Naturally there are flaky burned bits but it was overall successful enough. I take a bite before rolling my eyes back at red-head Zakuro.}</i> “Usually when somebody burns a country down they at least keep the worthful remnants of it for the taking. But seeing as how you say a classic American playground insult and tongue-twist it to please your 1945 methods, I feel like you really should watch yourself, <i>idiot.</i>” <i>{I finish my marshmallow off before pointing the stick at Zakuro, not giving a care in the world what he thinks of me. The crossing of my legs was optional, but now it seemed I do it on reflex. I barely even look at the guy as I start speaking in an even more condescending tone towards who I thought to be my adversary.}</i> “Because trust me, I can—and will—beat your stupid-“ <i>{At least until Gamma offers himself up for the taking. I sigh and shake my head to rethink my words before pointing my marshmallow stick back at Gamma instead of Zakuro.}</i> “She can—and will—beat your stupid ass.”
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“Woah, I’ve never felt interested when I go to libraries up until this point.” <i>{I say to myself, then looking back as the door closes behind us. While I would be pissed, this isn’t the real world. So oh well, now I get more time to look through the shelves. Though, Byakuran’s...unnerving presence? Does intrigue me a bit.}</i> “Oh wow, it’s you. I never want to be here now that my eyes have laid upon your smooth-brained self. What do you even want anyway-“ <i>{Yes, I was originally going to try and go off on him in a momentous time such as this, but then as soon as he mentions the inclusion of marshmallows, I sigh, taking my shades off and letting them hang from my shirt. Then my eyes light up brightly and I scoot my way past Kazuya, immediately taking a marshmallow and putting it on a stick to roast over the fire, mesmerized that I get to be able to do this myself for the first time.}</i> “You know what, maybe you’re not that bad after all. Are there any Dog Man books in this library? Doesn’t matter if they aren’t translated at this point.” <i>{I say to him, now acting like nothing really happened. Sure, he did kill like 2 fellow anime girls. But they’re expendable. Not important enough to live, so not eligible in my book to cry about. What’s important is that I can eat marshmallows and read Dog Man. If it’s there. My opinion will not change completely if there isn’t. This library better have them. I swear.}</i>
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“Hey man, no Doujin’s; but that’s not my primary objective. Now I care less about Byakuran and more about seeing if Italy has English translated Dog Man books.” <i>I say, only looking at my phone and following the other two until we reach the intended destination. I put it away sighing, almost rolling my eyes, but that’s too rude. They wouldn’t deserve that right now. Whoever’s laughing on the other side of this door certainly does though.</i> “I wonder, how come this place doesn’t have the leaning tower of Pisa. Or Mario. Or people saying “Bounjiourno” or speaking in italics. Is this really place too up it’s own ass to lighten up?” <i>My phone is on silent mode and my earphones are somewhere that isn’t dangling out the pocket of my skirt. You know, because my party members might not be offended I’m still not taking this seriously enough. After I stretch a bit, I clear my throat before looking indifferently towards Kaz.</i> “I blend in enough as a background character. That should be enough for this budget Metal Gear Solid mission.” <i>Then entering after Gamma because he went in the hidden door and I felt like following. Only logical thing to do anyway.</i>
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&quot;Oh, nice job Kaz, we caused an infanticide.&quot; <i>{I snark while looking at the dead girl with little to no remorse. At least she can get my pity, but it would've been nice if we had gotten a new party member. It seems as if Byakuran really won't let us have any fun. Whatever, this little adventure is getting a bit repetitive now, thanks time loops.}</i> &quot;Can't wait to go to the library and see if they have any Dog Man books...or doujinshis.&quot; <i>{I sigh out, tipping my hat a bit more under merely to put a shadow over my eyes in order for only my shades to be seen. The guns are also still an option...and maybe some other things. Not that I'd know them. Otherwise, I shrug as a sign to notify my readiness, just following Gamma towards the route to the library silently whilst looking at my phone sometimes to entertain myself more.}</i>
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<i>{As I turn my head towards the...action of the fight commencing, or rather, this stupid game of capture the flag, I sigh and calmly walk over to the edge, making sure not to fall. After I breathe in deeply and clear my throat, I get my lungs ready and shout out to the two still having their little conflict.}</i> &quot;Michael Bay did it better!&quot; <i>{Nailed it.}</i>
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&quot;I understand having a stick up your ass because you sent some child to do your dirty work, but I don't understand how you're getting mad over it not working out. Anyways-&quot; <i>{I turn my head towards the other two sitting with me with a confusing glance, raising my shades up slightly so they can actually see my facial expression. Since I'm impatient, I just shrug and continue on myself with this conversation. Aren't I such an introverted introvert.}</i> &quot;Go with sun. It's an administrative command in Roblox that lets the sun follow you around and shoot instant-killing laser beams, but knowing how much you like to 'have fun', whatever you have probably isn't like that at all.&quot;
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<i>{Since I found myself growing a bit impatient, I take out my phone and my earphones, plugging them in and listening to music in order to entertain myself while waiting for Byakuran’s eventual reply.}</i> “Uh, what happened again? Who is he talking to? Ah, whatever.” <i>{Shockingly enough, using some stupid chicken little angel wings to clear out fog I forgot was being sputtered out actually got my attention. Not because of Byakuran though, it’s never really because of his boring ass.}</i> “Try tapping my shoulder or something when somebody wins this sad playground game.”<div class='edited'>(edited by FL0R1NA)</div>

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