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regensia · 11 days
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new oc new oc new oc-
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@xstarlights said . . .
Jinho 🥺 Eunwoo 🥺
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❝ Who ? I don't know those people. Maybe you've had too much to drink. ❞
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regensia · 11 days
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Sleepy . . .
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regensia · 12 days
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anonymous said . . .
points at vital. "CAT!"
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❝ Go get a refund from your eye doctor. ❞
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regensia · 13 days
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sorry for YET ANOTHER ooc post
lil update i started some new meds. they're gonna take a while to work, up to a month, bc ya girl was Officially Diagnosed with adhd ✌️ right now I'm just plain coping with side effects but I've already noticed a difference in my energy levels so we will see if those side effects become manageable & tolerable!
once i have more energy to not be such a slug when I'm not working/job hunting for something better/interviewing, i am gonna be foolish and make a separate blog for ocs, that way my canons and ocs have their own spaces and i feel less guilty for wanting to add more characters lmfao
anyways thank you as always for continued patience with me! i know i owe hella replies and chats and whatnot, ilu !!! 💕
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regensia · 13 days
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hear me out doflamingo vs toji
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regensia · 1 month
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absolutely no one asked but this is Mild's voiceclaim
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regensia · 1 month
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Even if had merely been drug payment, that would have been fine for Vital – unlike Tatsu, he wasn’t trying to stay on the straight and narrow and stay out of that life. He could afford to do what he wanted, and even if for some reason he didn’t have the finances he did, Vital surely would’ve done what he wanted anyways. Good for the homemaker that he got a client with uncomplicated tastes: if it was sweet, he would come.
Mindfully were the hours between filled with reading rather than work. He knew himself well enough to know he’d find it hard to step away from his work once he started. The text message came, and arriving at the hotel, Vital already was greeted with a gentle scent. Warm, sugary, and comforting. The mastermind behind the veritable saccharine buffet bore an apron and trousers only, but he didn’t question it. Eyes widened and drifted to the table, admiring the aesthetics of the mini pies, leaning close to inspect with a glimmer of excitement.
❝ This looks great! Damn, dude…! ❞
No need to do the marketing, Tatsu, for Vital already had his phone out, snapping some photos as a small smile split across his visage. Finally recalling to remove his coat, he minded not where it went (the back of the couch for the moment) before he turned to the man, though his gaze hesitantly tore away from the miniature pies. Despite himself, he was excited.
❝ Where should I even start? What do you recommend? ❞
If anyone had been witnessing this transaction, one of two things were accomplished within the span of five minutes: drug payment, or what Tatsu really thought the money was for. It was exuberant for all the preparation that it would take to locate suitable items and a hotel. Unless, this was really the beginning of the most lucrative night of his life, if he spent nothing of his own money and kept getting consistent work, it might open this door up again for a solid avenue of money. If he could get enough on one night, it would even be an early retirement option. All of his efforts begin to coalesce, and sudden his energy is focused on bringing five-star service to the high-rolling client. It might even be a better way to build recognition than posting cute pictures of food. Food. "... That'll make a tip guaranteed." Thus, the perfect way would be to demonstrate his skills in both areas.
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Within hours, he's finished texting Vital the location of the hotel. Before him, he would be greeted with a full table, three types of minature pies, and a plate of genji pies, for the sake of the theme, but also to be a light snack, in case his company didn't have the appetite he was expecting.
At the head of the table, Tatsu was dressed. It was as simple as an apron for the top-half, and pants; anything potentially surprising ought to be hidden at first, as a rule.
" Welcome."
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regensia · 1 month
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Rumors spread fast in Chinatown; there were some advantages of the gossipy aunties he had grown up with, particularly the ones who would visit the antique shop. Gossiping was one of their primary hobbies anyways. It was how he even got wind of any of the news in the first place that there was something really good and pricey at BPI; so-and-so’s nephew was a security guard and was going to enjoy a night off thanks to some contractors coming in to keep an eye on something really special, and wasn't he just so accomplished? ( Of course, spoken with pride, taking any proof she could to manifest to be able to smugly brag about someone she knew. ) So Haoxuan had just shared some oolong tea and innocent-seeming questions.
And now with Nero and his pals, more than just some nicotine.
❝ I’ll help you plan, but you know that I’ll otherwise be sitting this one out. ❞ He would be useless on the ground, best to keep him to work in the background. He didn’t share the mild optimism or excitement the others seemed to have whilst talking amongst themselves.
❝ And I’ll be sure to gather any other info. You know, make some friends, get to know some old lady’s nephew. I’m sure my folks will appreciate some of the pieces I’ll be bringing in for their shop. ❞ A heavy sigh; damn did he hate that stupid store. But an alibi was an alibi. ❝ You got my burner's number, right? ❞
The others liked the sound of the job. Even Nero had to admit, insider information was classier than what they'd been up to this far into their criminal careers. While the others stepped aside to talk to some people about getting equipped for the job, Nero walked over to Haoxuan. Hadn't known him long before he was incarcerated, but they had been able to work together for what little time they had shared.
"Alright. So you've got some cover... that's a little reassuring, for now at least."
He probably didn't need to tell Haoxuan twice to be careful in regards to anything resembling corporate espionage, but Nero felt he had to reiterate. Just to get it across that every operator here was going to be at risk because their old buddy Hao wanted to up the ante, return to the game in a big way.
"They're gonna worry about the warehouse. I was a technician before, I'll start looking into what grade of security measures BPI has shelled out. If this becomes a regular thing, we're gonna have a lot of homework just to keep up. But damn-- feels like we just got promoted."
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regensia · 1 month
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Both threw such bold and direct opening moves, experience leading their confident strikes – and by the usual math in hammer versus fist, a hammer would naturally win. Sabo hadn’t bothered to correct the other man that technically his abilities weren’t magic, but it wasn’t really the time to chat any longer. Not that his opponent seemed to be the best at carrying a conversation, the sort to speak through violence. That was fine; Sabo was fluent in that language as well.
Hammer struck where it intended to shatter bone, but it only took that single strike for the inverse to happen, the makeshift yet effective weapon shattered. Above average indeed. Sabo followed through on the punch, lips curled into a grin with the enjoyment of battle alight in his eyes, fist connecting with the side of Shin’s face. Where Shin used a hammer, the effect of the Armament Haki coating the Revolutionary’s fist was akin to wielding a sledgehammer.
❝ Having fun yet? ❞ The tease was spoken with lightness, joined by a small laugh that wasn’t mockery as he stepped back, adjusting his hand as the black metallic finish retreated back into normal skin. His smile dropped.
❝ I don’t take pleasure in killing weaklings. ❞ To echo what Shin previously had said.
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"Oh so you can use magic, huh?" Shin responded as the flame emerged. There's only a little bit more color in his voice. It makes him feel better knowing he's not about to pulverize yet another smoke-less loser, but just because this guy has some useful magic, doesn't automatically mean he knows how to fight. After all, a lot of strong sorcerers got way to reliant on their magic.
Oh. Fire. He gets it now. Those were fire puns. Hah hah...
It's still probably an underwhelming reaction when compared to the other guy's enthusiasm.
"Alright, fine. Show me what you got."
Really Shin is used to taking hits, maybe he's gotten a little too reliant on his combo move with Noi-- but the first strike is pretty basic, and he has enough time to dodge it. Hm... Shin pulls out his hammer, and instead of trying to move out of the way, he aims a swing at the hand hurtling in his direction.
The hammer strike is strong enough that on contact it would break most-- if not all --the bones in an opponents hand. But is this guy is above average like he keeps boasting, he shouldn't have anything to worry about.
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regensia · 1 month
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ok some things finally drafted! i am tidying up my carrd/roster a bit
i need to highlight just one important change: mild's abilities
tldr he's a healing boi now :) that's all have a good night whoever reads this!
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regensia · 1 month
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❝ And I love that about you ! ❞
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"I'm built like George Costanza!"
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❝ Maybe talk me out of this, but I'm thinking about going on a bar crawl and making poor decisions like picking fights with cops and sleeping with a stranger. Especially the sleeping with a stranger. ❞
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regensia · 2 months
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:( below the cut
the way i'm beating myself up mentally and feeling "left out" somehow by not being able to be as active on tumblr as i once was, and not even as on-top of messaging and plotting and getting excited like i used to be
like i've still got so much creativity in my brain, particularly my ocs have been bouncing around in there like bouncy balls, but sitting to write is such a Task anymore and that makes me sad??
i'm going to start by trying to be more active on discord, especially to try to get over my feelings that i'm bothering anyone by messaging them at all which i know is a DUMB thought but yeah
if u get a message on there from me attempting to plot or something it's bc ilu and have been thinking of u and am trying to kick my brain into gear into having fun again
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regensia · 2 months
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@attroxx / Koda said . . .
“What… what seems to be the problem?“ // for vital from koda
Blade Runner   {Sentence Starters}
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❝ Tch! A motherfucker took my drink. ❞
A pretty face didn't mean he was exempt from having an atrociously dirty mouth. A small inconvenience to some could ruin someone's day, but perhaps Vital was the sort who could let anything ruin his day. A visit from the FBI, or in this case a stolen hazelnut hot cocoa and the line far too long and the baristas too busy to notice, nor was Vital willing to kill even more time just to fall back into line and attempt to get a replacement.
It wasn't about the money. Hell, it wasn't even about the drink itself in the end. It was about how he needed something to help him keep his hands warm - and the urge to find a punchable face.
❝ I could seriously cave in someone's face today, that's really the last straw... ❞
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