Kishin Asura (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
strongestcoward) wrote2019-09-22 09:36 pm
strongestcoward) wrote2019-09-22 09:36 pm
Meme Overflow - Open Roleplay
OVERFLOW - OPEN RP
OVERFLOW - OPEN RP
[ Naturally, he replies between those five minutes and then waits patiently for her reply- ]
It's just me after hours. I sometimes run around in very little.
[ And rapidly responds to the later message, in seconds. ]
Ah? So I'll never get to enjoy the feeling of immense burning jealously when all eyes are on you due to your incomprehensible beauty, and I must do something drastic to show them all that they stand no chance!?
[ And perhaps more importantly- ]
And does it mean if it's just you and I, you'll wear a swimsuit and high heels for me!?
[ He's in that euphoric state where all his shyness has faded. All that's left is overwhelming love and attraction to her. He makes pervy suggestions sometimes. ]
It's just me after hours. I sometimes run around in very little.
[ And rapidly responds to the later message, in seconds. ]
Ah? So I'll never get to enjoy the feeling of immense burning jealously when all eyes are on you due to your incomprehensible beauty, and I must do something drastic to show them all that they stand no chance!?
[ And perhaps more importantly- ]
And does it mean if it's just you and I, you'll wear a swimsuit and high heels for me!?
[ He's in that euphoric state where all his shyness has faded. All that's left is overwhelming love and attraction to her. He makes pervy suggestions sometimes. ]
I don't want everyone looking at me
And
I
I suppose I will consider it
[Darn it Asura, making her blush!]
And
I
I suppose I will consider it
[Darn it Asura, making her blush!]
Well... if no one else is looking, I'll pick a more scandalous swimsuit!
You can pick the heels, though. 😘
You can pick the heels, though. 😘
I dread to think what you'll come up with.
Oooh. You know I like that...
[ You know he's all about fear. ]
[ You know he's all about fear. ]
[There's no response this time, not for a few moments anyway.
Well, if he loves fear, does he like a creepy, red skeletal hand coming from behind him to grab his shoulder?]
Well, if he loves fear, does he like a creepy, red skeletal hand coming from behind him to grab his shoulder?]
[ It starts as a scream of fear, but transforms in just a second into a squeal of delight. In the middle of a swimwear store at midnight. Without turning, he grabs the red hand and just starts covering it in kisses, nuzzling against it affectionately. ]
[As ever, the scream made her hand twitch for just a moment, before she recognised the change in his tone and the kisses across the bones of her palm and fingers.]
If you were going to miss me that much, you shouldn't have kept me waiting so long.
[There was an undeniable warmth in her tone, so don't take the scolding too seriously.]
If you were going to miss me that much, you shouldn't have kept me waiting so long.
[There was an undeniable warmth in her tone, so don't take the scolding too seriously.]
If I didn't keep you waiting that long, I wouldn't miss you so much.
[ His counter comes effortlessly, though somewhat broken up by the fact he planted kisses between each word. He turns, and just keeps kissing up- he doesn't even care if she's in her true, skeletal form. He'll kiss all the way up her arm on his way to her lips. Or teeth, if she is a skeleton. He doesn't give a damn. ]
[ His counter comes effortlessly, though somewhat broken up by the fact he planted kisses between each word. He turns, and just keeps kissing up- he doesn't even care if she's in her true, skeletal form. He'll kiss all the way up her arm on his way to her lips. Or teeth, if she is a skeleton. He doesn't give a damn. ]
Now that's not fair. I've missed you.
[Well, it's a bit of both. Still shrouded by the fog of her human guise, but she's letting it break in places to see the creepy bones beneath. She'll let him dote on her, running her other hand through his hair and sneaking a kiss to his forehead as he does so.]
[Well, it's a bit of both. Still shrouded by the fog of her human guise, but she's letting it break in places to see the creepy bones beneath. She'll let him dote on her, running her other hand through his hair and sneaking a kiss to his forehead as he does so.]
Absence, hearts, fondness.
[ He abbreviates the saying to its bare bones, because he's too busy kissing her bare bones. It's entirely in keeping with their loose agreement that he's allowed to run away and she's allowed to bully him into staying depending on their moods, at least.
He lets out an 'eek' as she kisses his big ol' eye, but it's happy- it's like those ASMR videos of people kissing the camera lens but better. A pair of his scarves wind around to press hands to his cheeks as it descends into giggles, but he doesn't stop his trail of kisses until he puts one right on her lips. Or teeth, he's not picky! ]
[ He abbreviates the saying to its bare bones, because he's too busy kissing her bare bones. It's entirely in keeping with their loose agreement that he's allowed to run away and she's allowed to bully him into staying depending on their moods, at least.
He lets out an 'eek' as she kisses his big ol' eye, but it's happy- it's like those ASMR videos of people kissing the camera lens but better. A pair of his scarves wind around to press hands to his cheeks as it descends into giggles, but he doesn't stop his trail of kisses until he puts one right on her lips. Or teeth, he's not picky! ]
I've. Missed. Yo-
[And then she found the single, punctuated words - an attempt to replicate his tone - cut off as his lips met her's and she kissed him fondly.
Asura shouldn't be allowed to be this adorable, she decided, as that cute little 'eek' noise he made.]
[And then she found the single, punctuated words - an attempt to replicate his tone - cut off as his lips met her's and she kissed him fondly.
Asura shouldn't be allowed to be this adorable, she decided, as that cute little 'eek' noise he made.]
[ Asura holds her by the hips, lifts and does a full twirl before the kiss ends- without putting her down. His joy is flowing out of him in literal waves, energy that contorts reality in minor ways to reflect his mood. In this case, all the mannequins their various swimwear claps their hands together and lean to the side, the swooning pose in the sigh of young girls jealous of true love. ]
Well! That's a good start for making up for it, isn't it?
Well! That's a good start for making up for it, isn't it?
Hmm, now you're just showing off.
[Smiling, holding onto his shoulders in that just-a-little-too-tight way she often did, as she glanced to the mannequins around them. What an odd sight.]
But I suppose that is a good start. I'll accept that.
[Smiling, holding onto his shoulders in that just-a-little-too-tight way she often did, as she glanced to the mannequins around them. What an odd sight.]
But I suppose that is a good start. I'll accept that.
[ He likes it when she holds tight. Even when she holds on enough it hurts. Especially when it hurts, when it's a reminder that she'd move Heaven and Earth (possibly literally) to drag him to her side.
It's comforting, to know he can't escape.
That's why he sighs happily as her fingers pinch and pulls her closer, so he can speak right in her ear. ]
Then... the next step should be getting you into something scandalous, surely?
It's comforting, to know he can't escape.
That's why he sighs happily as her fingers pinch and pulls her closer, so he can speak right in her ear. ]
Then... the next step should be getting you into something scandalous, surely?
[ That does it! She doesn't even notice him being skeezy!? This is unfair!
And thus, a seven-foot-tall man bursts out of the closest drawer, springing to his full size after being folded up like a shirt. Pointing an accusing black fingernailed finger at Orihime, his entire body looking oddly fluid and undetailed like the work of Edvard Munch until he seems to settle into reality. ]
I'm going to murder your face!
[ Does that do it? He hopes so. ]
And thus, a seven-foot-tall man bursts out of the closest drawer, springing to his full size after being folded up like a shirt. Pointing an accusing black fingernailed finger at Orihime, his entire body looking oddly fluid and undetailed like the work of Edvard Munch until he seems to settle into reality. ]
I'm going to murder your face!
[ Does that do it? He hopes so. ]
( Poor Orihime is likely desensitized by everything she's witnessed over the years, while she does startle when he springs forth from the drawer, she looks ... surprised when the initial start wears off. )
Just my face? Don't be silly.
( You can't just murder her face; that isn't much of a threat and has her laughing a little. )
Do you get to travel for free with friends if you can fold up like that?
[ His frustration is so immense that Asura's fists ball up, but the tension just keeps building so all his limbs tense up and somewhat draw to the centre, his elbows touching each other and knees bent inwards. His eyes are wrapped up in a blindfold scarf, marked with his triple eye symbol, but be assured- they've gone cross-eyed under there. And you know that noise anime villains make when the protagonist has shown they can match their power, and it's shattering their world view? That 'tch...ghk...tcsk...gkh' sound? He's doing that. ]
I. Don't. Have. Any. FRIENDS!
I. Don't. Have. Any. FRIENDS!
( Oh no, she feels bad about breaking his brain and making him admit that he doesn't have any friends. )
Don't worry, Creepy-Foldable-san, we can be friends!
( With the power of friendship and tiddies Orihime can vanquish and subdue all evil...? Maybe? TO BE SEEN ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF DRAGON BALL Z... Err BLEACH. )
[ He deflates, almost literally- his cheeks puff and he lets out a long, slow lungful of air while his tension drops, leaving him slumped over slightly and limp. ]
Not if I kill and eat you we can't.
[ Come on girl, give him somethinglike a go on your tits, he's dying here. ]
Not if I kill and eat you we can't.
[ Come on girl, give him something
[ Oh yeah? Well, he’s going to bite her finger now. Not especially hard, but suitably painful, because apparently he’s in slapstick mode. ]
(( from ))
[ Asura goes one further, by flipping one cone upside down and squishing it atop the other. Turning the pair around, it turns out he has decorated them beforehand with a sprinkle smile and chocolate buttons to make a double scoop ice cream clown, complete with a pointed hat. He delicately places it in her hand, and though he's basically faceless at the moment, there's a hint of a smile. ]
I knew you'd be peak fashion as always, so I had no choice.
[ Asura goes one further, by flipping one cone upside down and squishing it atop the other. Turning the pair around, it turns out he has decorated them beforehand with a sprinkle smile and chocolate buttons to make a double scoop ice cream clown, complete with a pointed hat. He delicately places it in her hand, and though he's basically faceless at the moment, there's a hint of a smile. ]
I knew you'd be peak fashion as always, so I had no choice.
[She watches with absolute delight as he flips a cone upside-down and reveals that it's now an ice cream clown. Squealing a little with delight, she takes it and admires it for a moment before taking a big chomp from the side of the clown's 'head' and grinning at the other man.]
So, are we gonna do this thing?
[Yes, she's talking with her mouth full.]
So, are we gonna do this thing?
[Yes, she's talking with her mouth full.]
[ This. Gal. Is. So. Cute!
Her utterly psychotic choice to bite a chunk out of the clown’s face is endearing. Like a Cheshire cat in reverse, a big white-toothed grin emerges in the pitch black abyss that should be his face. ]
Nothing could stop me.
[ The grin disappears back into the shadows as he turns to the counter, taking a tray of ice cream enough to feed a party. He has a big appetite. ]
Do you want to drive... Or fly?
[ He wants to show off! But also want to give her the chance to show off, he bets her driving is awe inspiring. ]
Her utterly psychotic choice to bite a chunk out of the clown’s face is endearing. Like a Cheshire cat in reverse, a big white-toothed grin emerges in the pitch black abyss that should be his face. ]
Nothing could stop me.
[ The grin disappears back into the shadows as he turns to the counter, taking a tray of ice cream enough to feed a party. He has a big appetite. ]
Do you want to drive... Or fly?
[ He wants to show off! But also want to give her the chance to show off, he bets her driving is awe inspiring. ]
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