Post by sho on May 15, 2011 11:40:06 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"I think it‘s time I squared your x‘s, |0|"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Sho Minamimoto, not that a |0| like you would know."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Pfeh, I look like an interger ta you, yoctagram? I'm from Shibuya, if you're that curious."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Yeah right, like I‘d waste my time on a negative integer!"
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"How ‘bout I show ya the line and let you figure it out?"
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"You‘re a little too plane for me; we‘re not even in the same quadrant."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Five foot nine point eight three two nine zero."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Touch me and they won‘t be able to keep track of ya with a loose plot!"
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"Take a look and tell me, |0|"
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Sho Minamimoto; look me up"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Insulting me is a big mistake, negative root."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I‘m a math person, if ya haven‘t picked up on it by now, yoctagram. I‘m also a freestyle artist and have a beautiful singing voice. And my major negative is nosy integers like you who can‘t keep to their side of the line!"
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"You‘re about as observant as a y, aren‘t ya?"
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"My temper‘s about as short as a one, one two, two segment, and you‘re starting to ride my line. Got it?"
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"About as compatible as a square and p."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"This is an A-A problem, so why don‘t ya B gone before I multiply your differences!"
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"… You‘re really startin‘ to piss me off!"
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Like I need anyone else‘s help."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I got smashed under a vending machine and a couple of cars. THINK REAL CAREFUL ABOUT WHAT YOU‘RE GONNA SAY NEXT."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971693993751058209749445923078164 062862089986280348253421170679821480865132823066470938446095 5058223172535940812848111!!!" *A massive explosion detonates*
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. ‘tis Lagunamecia
age. 17
rp experience. Too long
rules. He may learn Thundagagagagagagagagaaaaaa
rp sample.You could almost feel the creepiness seeping from the junk monolith that had sprung up in the center of town overnight. It wasn't just a heap; it looked like it had been arranged and placed there with a purpose... but just what that purpose was, it was impossible to tell. A figure in black stood atop a decomissioned car, another shade of gray displaced by the thin frame of the Reaper. A grin came to his face as he looked down at the crowd gathering, their outraged voices playing into his calculations just like the perfectly arranged junk heap. Wings concealed, black hand held out of sight, megaphone dangling from his wrist as he pushed the lip of his hat up.
“Heheh... look at all those miscalculated binomials,” The young man said to himself, his grin fading. He growled, eyebrows furrowing in annoyance. So zetta slow... How long does it take to figure out such an obvious riddle? Hmph... one of these monomeric hectopascals will notice me, and then the real fun begins. was his train of thought. Any second now, his quarry would come to investigate. In just about three point oh two five nine seconds. Just enough time for Sho Minamimoto's boots to impact on the ground in front of the junk monolith, sending a murmur through the gathering crowd.
“Hah... admiring my artwork, 000s? You all look so angry; could that anger be directed towards me?” Sho taunted, sending the crowd into something of an uproar, all of them yelling varied insults and demands to remove the junk pile... but he'd spotted his target. A woman with pink hair who definitely didn't fit in with these yoctagrams. Who better to taunt than one who would gain no notoriety for being beaten by the Reaper. Sho grinned, showing his slightly elongated canines and raising an eyebrow, as if questioning these imbeciles on their reaction...
