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cocktailparty2013-11-25 01:06 am
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Dude you're going way too fast

SO HOW DOES IT WORK?
► STEP 1; Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting; alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need 'em!
► STEP 2; Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether you're just voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3; Post this all over your plurk and get people to join in on this jolly good fun. Don't forget: it's mandatory.
Taken from someone who took it from someone who took it from someone I don't even know anymore. TOOK IT FROM THE MEME COMM.
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Though that response only makes him a little more annoyed. Can he not even see what he's doing? Gosh. Don't mind him while he ignores that statement too, and just carries on.]
Has it made your life harder, not having him to wag your tail at?
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[ He could ignore Fushimi and be on his way, but that's not like him at all. Mikoto's disappearance has taken a toll on him, but he's not about to pour his heart out in front of Fushimi.
Yata only forgot one thing: he's an open book. ]
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...Annoying.
[His eyes narrow and he tilts his head a little, this time whatever amusement had been in place is lacking, and in turn disgust starts to take its place.]
You're so annoying, Misaki.
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[ That's actually true. Not here in Holly Heights, though. Still, Yata can't believe what he's hearing. Fushimi talked about Mikoto first and he's the annoying one? It's too early for this. He shakes his fist and almost threatens to break him limb by limb, but he remembers one important thing about newcomers: they all arrive powerless.
He hates Fushimi, but even this boorish thug has a code he lives by. ]
Get your shit back, then we can take this outside.
[ ...but you're already outside... ]
this is so dumb
...Tsk.
[And sadly he's right on that one, at the moment he's lacking both the blue and red powers he'd been given. His hand reaches up then (the one not holding the phone, anyway) and reaches towards his collar.
It's not like it hadn't occurred to him before (especially as it was pretty easy to notice, like come on--), but he had other pressing matters to handle first.]
Shut up.
[He knows what he needs to do though, thanks! So don't boss him around either.]
i know ugh idiots
You started it! Keh...
[ Genius. But he's here to help, so he'll give Fushimi a hint: ]
Wish for somethin' and it'll come true. Well, you've always hated sharing, [ at least that hasn't changed ] so maybe you'll see it soon.
[ Hey, Anna wished for a red place and it actually showed up. Magic. ]
biggest idiots. . .
Though sadly, that line of thinking... it's too--] Childish... [Despite being brought here, he isn't accepting that part just yet.] Wishes? That line of thinking is too childish, Misaki...
[Well maybe one day he'll Know.
P.S. he might not share now, but you know that in the past he'd always share with Yata... please!!!]
i can't take this seriously
What's wrong with wishing? For what it's worth, it made Anna— [ Happy. ] Whatever. I ain't lying, so fuck you!
[ He was only trying to help, gosh. That's when a beeping sound goes off. ]
Ahh, shit, I forgot about Kobato...
can they ever be taken seriously tbqh
At Anna's name he goes a little quieter, however, not saying anything until the rest comes. Kobato... He'd seen the name around a little, mostly when checking what was on this network thing--]
Do you need to go back to playing happy little families?
[And somehow, the fact that Yata seems to fit in even without Mikoto there--it's even more annoying. It's unfair, too.]
good point
[ Yata grits his teeth at the way Fushimi mocks him. Needless to say, how Fushimi thinks his comrades are superficial makes his blood boil. ]
This ain't over!
[ Without a second thought, he hangs up. ]
cries sadly
Something like that, anyway.
When the feed cuts out he grips his phone tighter, looking far more annoyed than he'd allowed during the call. His other hand digs into the edge of his shirt collar, pressing down harshly on that spot.]