[Standing before a very-girl oriented area in a clothing store is horned Kanda. He looks pretty awkward just standing there with his arms crossed over his chest. With a clawed finger he pokes at one of the dress racks for toddlers and older.]

Ugh. Why am I even doing this.

[Outside on the patio is a Kanda sitting at a stone table, a chess board laid out before him with all the pieces set up. His side being black, one pawn is already moved forward. From beside him is a small CD player playing lovely Mozart.

What one may notice about this particular Kanda can be a few things: the horns atop his head, the dark, long ( Read more... )

[There's quite a ruckus going on in this hall, as a knee-high, tentacled monster goes toddling running by.]

Rawr! Rawr rawr! Rawr rawr rawrawrawrawerrawrRAWR!

[And following said tentacle-monster is a rather flustered-looking Kanda, sporting a pair of curled horns in his hair.]

Tch! Where are yo---BOO![... help? Hinder? Harass? Or just gawk? ( Read more... )