Am I doing it wrong? Not enough symmetry? Too much symmetry? Or well, anything else really.

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CHARACTER NAME: Death the Kid
CHARACTER SERIES: Soul Eater

[OOC]

Backtagging: Yes
Threadhopping: Depends
Fourthwalling: No
Offensive subjects: None really.
Ratings: G and up, no smut

[IC]

Hugging this character: Feel free, but he is ( Read more... )

[He hadn't been planning on weddings and picket fences and two children and happy endings, since that wasn't the sort of person he was, and it wasn't the side of humanity he had ever chosen to imitate. He had, however, pictured friendship and clear, pretty smiles and learning exactly what each of her expressions meant, memorizing her favorite ( Read more... )

How long does it take for broken bones to heal?

[Housemates, Kid has been locked in his room for quite a few days now.]

( Actionspam for roommates )

[The world was crashing in ( Read more... )

[The communicator zaps and is dropped, landing on the floor and turning on. Kid hasn't used is enough to realise it's recording, and goes back to hanging paper snowflakes on string in the window. He's been... a bit distracted with making them and has ignored the communicator for a while ( Read more... )

[There's a faint muttering coming through, a rhythmic five-seven-five syllables, too faint to really catch words (though "depressed" "failure" "dammit" "die" "disgusting" and "trash" seem to be cropping up fairly often). Everything Kid says is coming out in haiku and he can't stand it.

He tired to just keep quiet, but it's depressing and ( Read more... )

Are there any actual plans for the protection of Latimir besides Kirika and myself standing out front with handguns?

[A video. A glimpse of buildings, sky, a lonely tree, and a possibly familiar figure. Pale skin, ringed gold-orange eyes, longish black hair with... no stripes. A white dress shirt, slightly bloodstained, the sleeves torn off. An annoyed (but more than annoyed, unnerved, something very very worried hidden behind the surface emotion) expression ( Read more... )

( If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever. )