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open rp post!

You wanted an open RP post? Ya'll got one! Instructions are simple.

1. Pick yo character - we got a few to choose from
2. Pick yo flavour - OU, or AU, or game canon
3. Pick yo prompt - it's like baskin robbins up in here
4. And comment!
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[ So after some shenanigans at some point in the fun-filled world of Zodion, Minato and Nanao end up making sweet, sweet boot-knocking. In the afterglow, the boy has propped himself up slightly against the pillows, feeling pleasantly warm and sweaty with an arm around the lady's shoulders while she rests against his side.

Now, to say something smooth. ]

...that was good.

[ nailed it. ]

[She'd been instructed to see the headmaster if she wanted answers. And knowing that man, there could be only one place to find him.

There's a certain familiarity to it - his hair is still thick and curled as ever, and colorful as well. But he's much taller now, aged. It's not as visible from her vantage point, but there are wrinkles these days.

For now he doesn't seem to have noticed her presence, his full attention on the rose bushes of the school garden.]

[ He had intended his visit to be a brief one, a simple afternoon tea with an old friend. Somewhere in there they'd lost track of time, and what had started as a bit of his gentle teasing about her choices in literature had since turned into Patrick reading aloud to Nanao from Jane Eyre. It was a welcome change of pace. ]

[These two have been paired together for a job for completely arbitrary reasons that, nevertheless, cannot be easily ignored. So of course Kanon is going to be mature about it and-]

Ugh, this is soo dumb. Why does Kanon have to do this?

[So. Celebi. Guess who's favourite jerk arse of a sea guardian who has a hate boner for humanity in general is currently in Azalea.

He might have just not so accidentally allowed his gengar release a bunch of krabby from a seafood place. It's now spooking the locals.

And he's just sitting back watching the chaos while he sips a chocolate milkshake, blue eyes dancing with ill hidden mirth.

WHAT DO!]

[ The problems with having two very competitive Golems in your Pokemon team number a total of three.

1) Less type advantage.
2) Lots of wrestling between them.
3) Sometimes, they cause property damage.

To that end, Minato is currently staring down a very large, very noticeable dent in the side of Nanao's house that Chernobog is still climbing out of. You'd think that facing down Nyx herself, borne down by the manifestation of death to end all human life, would be the scariest thing he'd ever face.

You'd be wrong. ]

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[Ah... This is strange. One moment he was purchasing flowers, and the next he was somewhere entirely different. Even now, the bouquet is held a bit closer to his chest as he surveys his surroundings. This...

Isn't his school. No, there's no doubt about that. But how did he get here?

Not really being the type to beat around the bush, he spots a kindly looking woman in glasses and decides to approach her.]

Excuse me, miss! This may seem like an odd question, but... Do you know where we are right now?

[He's short. Shorter than her, even. But that curly red hair, and that bunch of flowers...

He may seem a little familiar.]

[It sure is a peaceful day on the outskirts of Goldenrod near the forest. Pidgeys chirping, Rattata playing in the grass, the occasional lazy Bidoof wandering by...and angry buzzing?]

[Hope Nanao wasn't hoping to have a peaceful afternoon, because Envy's bursting out of the trees nearby, running like every demon in hell is after him. He spots Nanao and angles to run by her, grabbing her arm as he passes to get her to run too.]

It's not my fault!

[THE ANGRY BUZZING IS GETTING LOUDER.]

[The good news was that the gaping hole in his stomach didn't really hurt anymore. In fact, as far as he could tell there wasn't one at all.]

[The bad news, which only naturally followed, was that he was pretty obviously dead. Living people didn't hover over Cairo completely unseen, staring at their own corpse and the sizable dent it left in a now-broken water tower.]

[Kakyoin Noriaki was not, to say the least, having the best week.]

[It's been a miserable time since he left. But, as he does, Asuma simply plods on with life, carrying a cheerful smile around his classmates and skillfully deflecting any questions that may come his way regarding Yuushin with complete ease.

They don't talk anymore.

He doesn't know if they'll ever talk again.

But he doesn't let it show, least of all around the people who know him. Which is why it's only when he's quite alone on a quiet street that he allows the smile to fade, a bouquet of beautiful roses cradled in his arms. He'd bought a bouquet like this not long before he met with Yuushin that final time, thinking to himself how he'd like to learn to use it in his magic, thinking it would be fun if Yuushin could do something with it too. His magic was always great-- he had ambition, wanted to go places, wanted to really do things with the power he was gifted with. But in the end...

That ambition was exactly what drove him to madness.

He doesn't cry. His eyes have dried, for now at least. But it's a decidedly glum expression he carries as he walks, his gaze on the ground, just barely aware of his surroundings as he recalls happier times that have become heartbreaking to think about.

He doesn't even notice that he isn't as alone as he thinks.]

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NANAO. CUDDLING. NA-NOW.

HI NANAO

Nanaoooooo AU I guess c:

S...OMEONE WHO CAN HANDLE EXPLOSIONS??

CELEBI! IR!VERSE!

route-verse let's go

Nanao!

Routeverse so Nanao get in here

sup

hi nanao