She for once found herself glad most people here were illiterate. Why? because she was currently doodling a bunch of girly little hearts around the name of a certain someone she'd been crushing on for a few weeks now. Not that she'd ever admit it, considering she continuously ripped the pages up when she did this. After finishing one final heart, she started to shred the paper up. Who was the name? none of your business! at least, not yet.
LETS BE ALONE TOGETHER [open, chatracter developement]
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[/fancypost] [i]"What's up, Ayano? What'cha doing?"Ruffling the fur on top of her head playfully, Alfred watched the little deaf kit rip paper apart for whatever reason. Ah, crushes. Silly things. He never had a...typical crush, you could say. First love interest? Not...not the best one to have. He was dead now, but still. The first one always f*cked with you. Second, not really a crush. Not on his part, anyway. The guy had asked him out and he accepted, mostly because he was pretty damn adorable. Then, you know, he died. Pretty sickly guy. Then there was Cassius.
Oh, f*cking shoot him. At least it wasn't the first one, that was f*cking Romeo and Juliet. If Juliet was a guy, anyway. At least he didn't have to worry about all of that homophobic sh!t here. As far as he knew...no, he was good. Then again, he wasn't sure when either one of them started to really notice the other. In the beginning, Cassius gave no sh!ts and always shoved him aside, and of course he wanted to throw him out the window himself. Then something happened along the way and it just all went downhill from there.
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[b]"TALKING"[i]'THINKING' (REFLECTING)
Knights of Eden ☢ Mooch/Loiterer ☢ battle tags
Love was like a disease. 'Love', what the hell did that even mean? hormones? Fragile attachments that the brain crafts to ensure that the species goes on? Cassius had been in a lot of relationships, and they...for the most part, ended in the same way. Him messing up. He was hopeless. He remembered when he used to be very open about his emotions. He used to write poems and songs for people he cared about, but...you know. He grew up. Of all the things he hated, he couldn't bring himself to hate affection. He wasn't an affectionate person, but he knew it was just. Beneficial. And he could say that after scientifically dissecting his own emotions until they resembled nothing but the ghost of feeling. gay people he still couldn't understand fully. Love, emotion, attachment. It was all meant for reproduction, which simply couldn't happen between two gay people. So right there, homosexuality was a big 'F#CK YOU' to mother nature. It made no sense, and he couldn't wrap his head around it. Then again, every animal species could display homosexuality. He didn't get it. It was making his head hurt.
He admittedly used to think it was misunderstood, fake, and stupid. Now he was feeling it himself, and he was confused as hell. Clearly even Ayano had a better concept of what 'crushes' ,'affection' and 'love' where then him. Sh!t, he could just as easily been writing Alfreds name on paper with stars (because hearts where for little girls, duh.) and tearing it up whilst bashing his head against the wall because he was such a romantic failure. He supposed he just had to step carefully, and try to remember why he gave two sh!ts about romance in the past. Maybe try to decipher his feelings, the ones that had him crying like he did when he heard his own mother getting shot in the head.
But you know, science. Par for the course.
He padded forward, taking note of Ayano, a small smile forming on usually vacant features. Ayano was adorable, and anyone who thought otherwise where either stupid or simply evil. Then again, evil and stupidity went hand in hand. So, clearly he was an idiot to some degree. "What is she doin? Hidin' something?"[/fancypost]
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"Kid's got a good heart on her." Roy padded over, Edward's body odd as he walked - Roy was so much more used to his gliding stride, towering over most people. Edward? Ed was tiny. He sighed, settling down. He grumbled to himself.
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