It's called art, you fool.

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#jokerofthecardcastle
#||late reply i'm sorry fjdkafldsjkla bless your playlist btw
#wow i love character songs so much
#and it sounds like daisuke namikawa and wow i love him

■ 003❅ *that guy from that one state farm commercial’s voice* And can I get a hot tub!?

jokerofthecardcastle:

Hm, hm, hm. Well, wasn’t this place as boring as ever. He had yet to find a playmate, and most of the time found him wandering with no real destination, or building card castles in side streets where he wouldn’t be disturbed. Today seemed to be mostly filled with the former of the two. People seemed boring here, and little caught his interest unlike the last time.

A frown only temporarily graced his lips when he heard the woman speaking to him. Quickly the expression became a friendly smile as he turned to face her properly. “Hm, It’s not mine♠” He admitted staring at the money. He probably should have lied and told her it was, Despite the fact he was living in a box, he really didn’t think he had any use for money, at least at the moment. Besides, if he really needed cash he could turn to street preforming.

The magician’s gaze settled on the woman, a grin growing as he looked her over. There was definitely something unique about her, not so much in appearance as it was the feeling he got from her. though he wasn’t sure just how strong she was or what power’s she may have had, she was definitely someone worth looking into.

With a flick of his wrist a card appeared in his hand. He gave a deep bow, treating the card as if it were a had he just pulled off his head. “My name’s Hisoka♣” He introduced himself with a calm voice that hid all traces of the excitement that was humming through his veins.

With quieted curiosity, Rukia looked this guy up and down, eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to judge his character. He seemed a bit shady, but… no he was definitely shady, there was no buts to it. At least he was honest about the money, though. She checked the street for any more possible owners of the wad again, but seeing no one that seemed to be freaking out about anything at all, the petite shinigami pocketed the money.

The redheaded man bowed at his waist, a card having appeared in his hand. She glanced at it, unsure of whether or not he wanted her to take it… she didn’t really want it though. What would she do with it anyway?

“My name’s Hisoka♣”

His voice was even and smooth. Still, there was that small something about it that made Rukia wary. She wasn’t sure if it was his snaky looking eyes or smile, but she’d stay on her guard around him, that was for sure.

“Rukia Kuchiki; it’s a pleasure to meet you, Hisoka.” she replied with a small curtsy and smile. “I guess, if the money isn’t yours, I’ll just keep it for now.”

(Source: ricedumplings)

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#lamentedexistence
#||ulquiorra looking for a job is too cute wtf

■ 002❅ How do these things work again…?

lamented-existence:

A complete circle, hm? She would certainly be able to see a few places here and there from the other sectors through riding the train, but what good would it do to not be completely familiar with everything? Walking about the sectors seemed to be a more efficient way of doing this. At least, to him. But then again, this was a shinigami he was talking to.

“The fifth sector. I have some matters I need to attend to.” Or hope to attend to. One could never really tell how things would go when searching for employment. If he wasn’t so picky with everything he might just have one already, but that was hard to do in a city full of useless garbage.

“What those matters are, however, does not concern you.”

Of course he had to be vague about things. She sighed. Wasn’t it enough that she was brought to this damn place, but now she had to have civil conversations with people who were once her enemies? These scientists were really going about this whole ‘social experiment’ the right way, she’d give them that much.

“Fifth sector, huh?” She mumbled, humming quietly to herself as she tried to remember what that specific sector had to offer. “Shopping district, am I right?”

Rukia didn’t exactly care what ‘those matters’ were, but if she was correct in saying that it was the shopping district, she’d have to go ahead and guess he had some stuff to buy, people to watch… or he could be looking for a job. She nearly had to stifle her laughter. No way was he looking for a job, but now she was definitely curious. “Are you meeting up with somebody, or something?”

(Source: ricedumplings)

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#unsoundflower
#||OH WOW THIS IS LATE I'M SORRY

■ 001❅ This isn’t even a real sword…, [Open/Intro]

unsoundflower:

{ Well now that Rukia mentioned “hanging out” Orihime got a good idea! Maybe they could head off toward the shopping district first and look at some clothes or anything else that the district had to offer them. After then maybe they could head over to the apartments. }

“I think the shopping district is calling!” { Inoue’s voice had the happiest tone and she took Rukia by the arm and began to direct them toward the trains. The trains were slowly proving to be more useful as Orihime found herself using them more often. } “Maybe we could find you stuff.. like clothes, food or even art supplies!” { The woman dragged the Shinigami along with her and eventually their walking rewarded them with the sight of the train station just ahead. They were in luck since it seemed that there was already one boarding passengers for the vehicle. }

“Ah let’s hurry Rukia-san! We might miss it!”

She didn’t have much say in the decision Orihime had made, but Rukia didn’t mind. Shopping would probably take her mind off of everything that was going on, and it would serve as a way to get acquainted with this Hive City without getting lost or anything. So smiling, she let herself be pulled along by her friend toward a train station.

“I’d rather just look at things for now, I don’t have much money.” Rukia said, patting her pockets. She probably had a buck or two in them, but any money that she did have, she thought it’d be best to save for food or more important necessities.

“Wait… do you think they have art stores here…?” Art supplies were definitely a necessity. Rukia quickened her pace to keep up with Orihime’s. Though with those long legs of hers, and with Rukia being reduced to basically an average human, it was a little more difficult than it should have been. “Art supplies and food sound like good things to spend money on.”

Once inside, she scanned the train car for empty seats. There were a few, but there was also quite a lot of people. “Where should we sit..?”

(Source: ricedumplings)

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#i think we all knew ichigo
#shinigamiboy

shinigamiboy:

(Source: ricedumplings)

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#lamented-existence
#||hey there hi there ho there i apologize for how long this took me and i still don't know what anything is

■ 002❅ How do these things work again…?

lamented-existence:

There was a small ‘hm’ like sound that escaped him as he watched the shinigami grow alert and try reaching for her weapon. It was probably the closest thing to a laugh that he’d ever give. His powers were limited, as were her own, and there was no intention of starting a fight with her. He had no reason. If he had planned on doing so the assault would have already taken place, so it seemed almost foolish to watch her become so startled.

As she settled back down he noticed how tense she remained. It was reasonable to a point, after all, he had caused quite a bit of trouble for her and her friends. Even the narrow-eyed look she gave was to be expected.

“If you spend too much time trying to decide you may as well just endlessly ride the train.”

How ridiculous. She had boarded the train with no set destination and was now aimlessly trying to decide if this stop would be hers or not. What was the point in wandering around hopelessly, with no set plan, around the city? It lead to nothing as far as he was concerned.

The Espada’s gaze drifted off to stare out one of the windows, watching the city pass by, hands tucked away in the trench coat that he had acquired. He had no money so the answer as to how he obtained it should be obvious.

“Heading out with your thoughts unsettled is a foolish way to proceed with things.”

She sputtered out incoherently before crossing her arms and looking away from him. Well she felt stupid. Her thoughts, though, were everywhere, what with being dragged into this new city for a ‘social experiment’.

Rukia sighed and glanced at the Espada through the corner of her eyes. “I boarded with the intent of getting myself familiar to this place. If anything, I was planning on doing a complete circle.”

She leaned back against the seat. It wasn’t completely uncomfortable; it felt almost like a couch. Except not as soft. If she wasn’t careful, she could easily fall asleep. Sighing again, she stretched her arms out in front of her before letting them fall onto her lap. “Where are you headed, anyway?”

(Source: ricedumplings)

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#she's gonna be rollin in the doe p soon

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