Manya’s ready.~

Application

Character name: Aoba Kuronuma
How often you’d participate: Almost everyday. Approximately 5 days a week. At least 2-3 hours a day.
Starter sample:
  It was the middle of a school year when things began happening more quickly. Midterms, studies, clubs, colder weather… but most of all, for Aoba, at least, more gang activity. Blue Square was coming to a rapid recovery since its disbandment and disarray due to Ran’s screw up with Yellow Scarves and the Police some time back.
               —Useless. Completely and utterly useless. 
Oh well, at least things were constantly changing and evolving—especially Mikado, whose sudden come of age as a fierce and confident leader had only rushed the processes exponentially. What more was there to ask for? Aoba only hoped that this dangerously interesting days would never come to a close…

Aoba is now taken!

Mairu Application

Character Name: Mairu Orihara

How often you’d participate: It just depends on how much homework/how busy I am during the week.~  But other than that I should be on often!!!

Starter sample: A sigh escaped the lips of the louder Orihara twin.  She flipped through a clearly pornographic magazine without even bothering to hide it.  It wasn’t that she was strange; Mairu was just herself.  A girl who is, quite obviously, not afraid to speak just what she’s thinking.  A girl who tells it how it is.  Oh, and a girl who’s just a tad impulsive.  There’s always that.  As her eyes scanned the page of the naked body of a woman, she hoped that maybe, just maybe, she’d be able to leave soon.  Hoped that class would end.  As it was, boredom was consuming her by the minute—or rather, the second.  But she didn’t bother checking the time; she was too engrossed with her dirty magazine.

{ i apologize for the sloppiness/ooc-ness/typos but i’m really nervous right now i promise to do better ah gosh….. }

Mairu is now reserved.

Manya Application

Name: Manya

How Often: Pretty much every day

Head Canons:

• Going with a lot of the fandom’s headcanons and saying he’s a demon.
• He’s a sadomasochist.  He likes seeing people annoyed or disappointed by something he’s caused. He also likes hurting people physically for no reason. He also kind of likes pain, physically and emotionally.
• He’s pretty quiet, thinking words are useless against what could be physical (ie: fights, facial expressions, etc.).
• He has slightly longer hair than the rest of the Izaya alters because he wants to feel different from them.  He’s not very fond of them because they look so similar to him.
• He has a very playful attitude. He likes to play tricks on people and make himself laugh – even while it’s at someone else’s misery.
• When he’s in a serious mood, he’s ready to put everything down and take the lead to get whatever needs to be done, done. This is pretty rare.
• He doesn’t like being alone, but he drives people away with his tricks. He doesn’t get depressed, but he does feel somewhat sad about constantly being alone.
• He thinks humans are very interesting. He doesn’t love or hate them, he just has a strange fascination with watching them and seeing what they’ll do next.
• He also knows German.

Opener: What exactly defines a monster? Could it be a living being that lives out of the norm? Maybe something superhuman? Perhaps not even human at all. These thoughts continued to run through the demon’s head as he wondered into the busy streets of Ikebukuro for the first time in a long time. His hair waved in the wind as his purple eyes shifted around, taking in the human life forms surrounding him. Humans are so weird, always wondering around in packs, all talking and laughing with each other. He wasn’t sure where he was going as so many things had changed since the last time he was here, but his feet seemed to know exactly where to go.

As he made his way to his destination, people seemed to be giving him odd, curious looks. He could only smile happily at them in response, causing them to turn away awkwardly, guilty of being caught. He chuckled to himself as he made his way to an apartment building. Nostalgia hit him as he recognized the tall building glaring down at the city. His legs took him up to the second floor and to a specific door. He smiled mischievously before knocking loudly on the door

Wonderful.~ Let us know once you’ve created a blog for him.

Hey! I’d like to be your Tsugaru

I would be available to participate daily unless something important came up in my personal life, in which case I would contact you as soon as possible. 

An alter ego of an alter ego? I don’t think I have one. My Tsugaru isn’t peaceful all the time, though. Everyone has their limits and he isn’t one sided. I wouldn’t recommend you push his buttons, though, he still inherits some Heiwajima strength!

 Enveloping the alarm clock with his hand, attempting to silence it— and not quickly enough— the blonde sat up in bed. As he shifted, his larger blankets fell to the floor. He scowled at them, standing up and muttering a few words to his sheets. “It’s almost like you know I want the house to be clean today, eh..?” He combed a tired hand through his hair and lifted the blankets back onto the bed, haphazardly flattening them out. Today was a day that the apartment had to be cleaner than usual, Tsugaru was expecting a guest. A pink ball of energy was visiting that day, one most people refer to as Psyche. So the blonde hummed as he put on his clothes for the afternoon and started heating up some water for his morning tea. Humming was something that Tsugaru found relaxing when he was alone and he always had an affinity for music. Well, he wasn’t exactly alone. It was the songbirds outside that he hummed with, and he felt honoured to be included in their song. 

Great! Let us know when you’ve created an rp blog for Tsugaru.

Issac and Miria from Baccano! have been added as available characters.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

Okay yeah, I just cracked the fuck up.

Gakuen Tengoku Application

Character Name: Gakuen Tengoku

How Often You’d Participate: Every day, most likely. At least three times a week.

Headcanons:

• Gakuen is a student at Raira Academy who got a big break once talent scouts discovered his and his friend Linda’s bent toward singing. He decided to remain in the school instead of getting a home tutor because all his friends were there.

• He absolutely loves singing and dancing, though occasionally have some issues with stage fright, which he deals with by thinking of what Linda or Toki would do.

• Linda is a huge inspiration to him, and Gakuen views his friend as someone to aspire to be like as well as his closest companion. 

• Occasionally he goes on tour, leaving Raira for a few weeks at a time to perform in different countries. During this time he does his school work on his own and e-mails it to his teachers.

• Gakuen has a talent for computers as well, enjoying designing websites, java, flash and other sorts of things, as well as chatting with his friends.

Sample: 

The school bell chimed and Gakuen leapt out of his seat, fingers clasped around the strap of his bag tightly. Excitement coursed through his entire body, tweaking his nerves as he stepped foot outside the classroom, pelting down the hall toward the bulletin board. This was a nerve-racking day, and also the most important day of his life.

‘Audition results are in~!’ The thought repeated itself through Gakuen’s mind as he turned the corner, not noticing a dark-haired girl with glasses in his hurry. “W-Woah!” The boy smacked straight into the girl and they both went tumbling to the ground. He quickly fumbled for his green-tinted shades and scurried to help her pick up her books. “I-I’m sorry, Toki-chan! I wasn’t watching where I was going!”

The female smiled softly and got to her feet, brushing off her skirt and taking the belongings from Gakuen with a chuckle. “It’s alright, Gaku-kun. Going to see the results?” The boy rubbed the back of his head anxiously with a sheepish grin and a nod. Toki shooed him with her hands. “Hurry up, then, don’t let me keep you! Tell me how you did!”

Gakuen shouted a quick thanks over his shoulder and took off once more for the board, skidding to a halt in front of it with a squeak of his shoes on the tile floor. There was already a crowd in front of the board and he hopped up and down to try to see over their heads, squishing himself into the throng. “E-Excuse me! P-Pardon me!” The young teen threaded his way to the front and peered up at the posted list in anticipation, holding his breath.

Wonderfully done. Gakuen Tengoku is now taken.

Princess!Izaya

Being extremely shy I don’t know if I’ll be able to push myself far enough to be completely involved. (I hope you can bare with me I’m not a brilliant rper.)

Head Canons:

1. The princess can be extremely snobby and moody. He’s always looking out to pick on Cinderella!Kida.

2. Flirtatious around men but has a sharp tongue. He’s good at acting delicate and innocent at times. Basically he’s the evil step sister of the place.

3. He dislikes being around bustling people and always tries to best Kida, since the princes in his eyes always seem to go after him.

4. Taste wise though, I imagine he’s just like Izaya.

Sitting out on a bench in the courtyard behind the castle, the princess watched the fish circle around in the small pond placed in front of him. When the days became excruciatingly tranquil, he fancied himself to sit in among the flowers planted there.

Eyes falling half lidded, he glared down at the cobble stoned path through long eyelashes. His mind had been cluttered with the thought of that beloved blonde everyone was so fond of. Scoffing, he pushed himself off the bench to take a walk further down the path. But, his retched reoccurring thoughts forced his judging eyes to move back to the castle. He wondered if any new lovers had been showing up for that stupid Cinderella. 

Princes Izaya is now reserved.

Kururi Orihara Application

Character Name: Kururi Orihara

How often you’d participate: Every other day, until i’m un-grounded, then everyday.

Starter Sample: Class had just began and a yawn escaped the lips belonging to the quiet Orihara twin. She sat there with a stolid expression as she pretended to understand the teacher’s lesson. Her head rested on one hand and her other hand head a pen that constantly tapped on the desk. Kururi looked around the room, examining each student and their actions. From the back corner of the room, it wasn’t too hard to discretely watch everyone. A girl in front in her was motionless as her head rested on her arms. Another girl diagonal from the twin’s seat was typing on her phone underneath her desk. In front of that girl was yet another girl. But this girl in particular was one the shy twin knew a lot about, maybe even too much. She was talking to about 3 guys who surrounded her in their seats as they laughed at her jokes and listened as though they were intrigued as to what she sad to say. Looking down, her backpack was open and magazines with half-naked girls were sticking out. Mairu. She would bring those magazines with her. She continued to scan the rest of the room until he eyes locked on a boy. He had short black hair and a notebook with a shark on it. For some reason, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. His blue eyes sent the girl into a trance that she couldn’t snap out of. Who was he? What was his back story? Kururi began to stand up slowly so that she could try and read the name on the notebook. Trying not to be seen, she finally caught a glimpse of the name and quickly sat back down. Aoba Kuronuma.

(I’m sorry this is bad. I promise I’m better at RP-ing.)

Very good. Kururi is now taken!