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Samasu, Saikou [ 狭間朱, 最高 ] (
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... I guess curling up in a corner over my shattered self-esteem is a good way to spend the day.
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wolfingoatcloth.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:05 pm (UTC)
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;A;
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:06 pm (UTC)
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... Y... You're lucky I didn't hit you harder!
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wolfingoatcloth.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:27 pm (UTC)
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Destroying everything hurt me more...
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:29 pm (UTC)
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I... If that is what you were interested in, why didn't you tell me?! Why go and settle for me?!
You never even saw how I looked, before, so why?!
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wolfingoatcloth.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:42 pm (UTC)
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Because.. I fell in love with you.
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:45 pm (UTC)
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... T-then why in the world would you hide those?! If you fell in love with me, then you shouldn't be hiding something like that!
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wolfingoatcloth.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:50 pm (UTC)
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Because I thought you might not like it if I had a collection of pictures I or my scapegoats had taken of well-endowed girls.
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:51 pm (UTC)
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OFCOURSEIWOULDN'TLIKEIT!
But I probably wouldn't have thrown the collection right at the thick skull you call a
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wolfingoatcloth.livejournal.com
2009-05-05 12:59 am (UTC)
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.... I'm sorry, Saicchan.
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icarus-attack.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:16 pm (UTC)
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GEEZ ALLEN, WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!
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wolfingoatcloth.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:28 pm (UTC)
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She destroyed my collection...
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icarus-attack.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:30 pm (UTC)
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WHY'D YOU EVEN HAVE IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!?
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wolfingoatcloth.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:42 pm (UTC)
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Because I liked looking at the pictures.
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icarus-attack.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:52 pm (UTC)
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Well...you went and made Saikou-sama all depressed! Good job!
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icarus-attack.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:08 pm (UTC)
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S-saikou-sama!?
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:09 pm (UTC)
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... Mff. What.
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icarus-attack.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:11 pm (UTC)
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W-what's wrong?!
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:15 pm (UTC)
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... Try imagining finding out what your lover's tastes are in significant others, physically.
And realize that you'll never be able to reach up those standards.
Then realize that you did used to be able to, regardless.
... I'm going to go and nurse my wounded pride.
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icarus-attack.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:16 pm (UTC)
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Oh...g-geez...
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suzakuformation.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:12 pm (UTC)
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Hmm?
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:15 pm (UTC)
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... Found something that I honestly should have hit the first-thread's individual harder over.
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suzakuformation.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:19 pm (UTC)
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Hmm?
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:21 pm (UTC)
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... Just physical appearance standards that I'll never be able to match up to, to the one who claims to be interested in me.
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suzakuformation.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:25 pm (UTC)
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Such as?
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:27 pm (UTC)
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Curvaceous. Incredibly curvaceous.
Especially in the chest area.
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suzakuformation.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:29 pm (UTC)
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So burn 'em.
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:33 pm (UTC)
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... Well, I've already completely destroyed what I saw in the
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duelacademynpcs.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:19 pm (UTC)
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::Here, Saikou, have a ball of yarn.::
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:20 pm (UTC)
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*.... what. ball of yarn.
... Prods at it. Cautiously. Balls of yarn don't usually appear out of nowhere.*
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duelacademynpcs.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:24 pm (UTC)
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::It is poked and rolls slightly.::
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:26 pm (UTC)
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*... just a ball of yarn. That's all it is. Goes back to cornerstaring.
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Minute or so later, looks at it again. ... Sorta lightly whacks it into the wall. Well. Lightly for them.*
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duelacademynpcs.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:37 pm (UTC)
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::It gets whacked and lightly bounces and rolls back to you.::
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supremesaikou.livejournal.com
2009-05-04 10:40 pm (UTC)
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*... glances around somewhat. ... probably isn't being paid attention to right now anyway, so.
Whack again. And again. And again. Each time it comes back.
.... this is disturbingly therapeutic.*
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You never even saw how I looked, before, so why?!
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And realize that you'll never be able to reach up those standards.
Then realize that you did used to be able to, regardless.
... I'm going to go and nurse my wounded pride.
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Especially in the chest area.
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... Prods at it. Cautiously. Balls of yarn don't usually appear out of nowhere.*
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Minute or so later, looks at it again. ... Sorta lightly whacks it into the wall. Well. Lightly for them.*
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Whack again. And again. And again. Each time it comes back.
.... this is disturbingly therapeutic.*