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When your rp juices are hella flowing but then college starts up to murder it
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Oh Gary is totes adorbs! Can we get a pic and name of all the "bad" guys? I'm kinda confused on who is who.
Taken by who. Is it that beachball ->???<- Another reason for Jasper to hate. lol jk. Yeah I was about to get her to pounce on him ((pervertedly)) anyway... MUAHAHAHHAAH

*stirs pot of Jasper bad luck events for the future*
Weee chugguchuggachuggahchugaah CHOOCHOOO!!! Lets go group 2, get in on dis action! Time to let out to your inner BEASTS!
Yesh, it's glorious ^*^
 


They hadn't traveled long until a group of cloaked beings came into their line of vision. Well, into Ace's and Harper's view at least. Jasper was still zoned out and laughing at glowing vines whilst playing with a palm of the goop from the pond she had slid into earlier. As the trio came to a sudden stop, Jasper brought her gaze down and tried to focus her attention on the scene in front of them. With much effort put into stabilizing her eyes, she made out the familiar faces of the second group and its members trapped under a sort of net.
 
"Looks like someone started the party without us." Ace was covering up a hidden threat with her usual cheeriness.
 
"Guys? W-What's going on? What are you doing?" Harper blurted with an apparent mixture of both fear and bravery.
 
 "We need the list. It's for the good of everyone." The dominant female voice radiated from a hooded figure standing before the scrawny male. With a hand extended in front of her, she urged for the possession of the Living List.
 
"A little life lesson for you Jasper...Always check for weapons. And then,"
 
Still woozy and air-headed, Jasper latched onto Ace as Harper took a blow to the face upon refusal of the girl's demand. Muscles tensed up underneath her grasp on the red head. Feeling a sense that Ace was ready to take it out on the veiled assaulters, Jasper hated to slow the fireball down by lagging behind her as dead weight and eagerly obeyed when she instructed for the aiding of the other team members.
 
"Hmph. Jasper, you try and help Leila and Harper. I don't think this one will be so nice as to let us walk by. I'd rather not have you get hit with a pole- and drunk. Not a good feeling I bet."
 
Nodding in compliance, she was about to scramble for the tall, straight man who currently had Leila in his authority, but something caught her attention, up in the air. Looking just below where the sheet of paper flitted about, the concealed "leader" accepted a full on body-to-body undertake from none other than Harper, the attack ending with a loud splash. Drunken tendencies kicking in, Jasper skipped towards the flying object with a wide grin, her pearly whites exposed and all.
 

"Come little listyyy! Oh don't fly away. You're my ticket back to Neww YORKK~! New York~!", she began to sing a broadway tune as she danced towards the Living list. Taking a snatching swing at it whenever it got close enough, the inanimate object with a paradoxical name would tease her fingers, but slip away only to ride on the encouraging gusts of wind made from her failed attempts. Before long she was beginning to loose patience as well as jumping energy. Seeing a rather large rock in the paper's future path she ran for the possible stepping boost. Landing her right foot straight onto its solid surface, Jasper stared in anticipation at the list which was drifting closer and closer to her. Like a wild feline pouncing on a gazelle under the hot African sun, the lanky albino propelled her stick figure towards her prey. Hand grazing its sharp edges, Jasper curled her fingers only to realize her mistake and miscalculations as she descended down to her awaiting doom of hard rocks. Well hello big purple bruises, here she comes.

Landing feet first, the shock taken from the weight drop toppled her off balance as she scrunched her face for facial embrace with a pile of stones. Groaning in pain, she rubbed at her reddening forehead which had smooshed itself against one of the protruding rocks. An angry bump starting to erupt from smack dab in between Jasper's eyebrows. She also noticed some blood that she had gotten from the Living List by means of a paper cut, which she had smeared all over her newly acquired, stubby unicorn horn(reference to bump).
Omgee glomps dem pics. 2 of them are from the artist of the fish bowl girl yes? Yip love love his style of art. Gaaah so glad you guys are joining in on the art dumping. I take pleasure in appreciating fantasy work. Yes, yes 0,0
@Phones: Ugh that drawing of the strawberry cake/tart thing is freakin amazballz... #foodporn I feel terrible for setting up Jasper as the perfect pervert target. Poor baby.

*Jasper: WHY Kimchi? WHYYYYYUUUHHHH?!!! D:

@Fox: Just look up rainy city on Google and the 6th pic should be the first one to come up :) rainy city

Those 3 videos are the shiz back when I was into indie. The youtube suggestion bar becomes heavenly when you click on one of those songs. Mogwai put me to sleep and the girl with the fishbowl head I made into my desktop background back then too <3




The noises of the swamp tripled as her vision became watered down and abstract. The glowing ruby flies buzzed in mesmerizing lights around her head, inspecting the newcomer. As always, Jasper's clumsiness never failed to betray her time and time again, this scenario making it in the top three of the worst unfortunate occurrences in her klutz life. Warm sludge slithered over her skin in a way that brought strange comfort, but she was disgusted all the same. Revolted, yet feeling content.

'Is this what "high" feels like?', she thought as muted mumbling of urgent voices rang out in a dynamic fashion around her. 'Man, I feel stoned.' A bee buzzed in her mind, blinking speed increased, and she felt exposed as her bottom half was dragged out of the mysterious gunk by two saviours; Harper and Ace of course. Cautiously sliding a palm down to her left thigh, she scooped up a handful of the nasty stuff and watched it slide off her fingers as she tilted them slightly. "Gross." Was all she said and then a drizzle began. Soft and melodic. She wanted to doze off and shower in it. Brain must've slipped into the mud and never retrieved along with her.

"We should get her somewhere safe... Maybe we can wait for the rain to stop in there?"

Looking up at the speaker, his face had a white glow like one of the filters available for a picture. 'What's his name again? Harper... yeah that's it.' Turning her head to glance up at the person holding her right arm she smiled like a ditzy dog. Not a surprise, but she smelled like wet canine as well. "It's Ace...", Jasper's voice sounded distant, dumb blond-ish, and drunk, "I wish I had D-*hiccup*- cups". Talk about quadruple "D's" in that sentence though. Hand reaching out to grab a bo*b, she was stopped mid-way when Ace decided to usher them elsewhere at a pace much faster than she and Harper would've gone. The redhead was the type to get things done, in a hurried manner, but slick all the same.

"Heh, well just our luck? At least all that goopey stuff will wash off. It's okay Jasper. It'll wash off. Just think, the faster we can get this done, the faster you can go and clean up. So, c'mon okay? Let's go! I don't think walking around in wet clothes is a good idea... We could get sick. And it's not like you two like the swamp anyway."

Body limp and relaxed, she allowed her partners to carry her to wherever the heck they were headed. For the time being, she stared up at the murky deep green leaves that "pattered" over head, glowing neon vines with blossoming yellow flowers dripping from them. 'How pretty..' A goofy grin was plastered to her face.
#Google. Lol thanks Pach :)
Doing some chores, but will get a post up by the end of today!
Hehe POSTED! Rated PG... consider yourself warned xP



@Fox: Sorry didn't see that question. This was the original^ Hatsune Miku I think.

@Headphones: Wow.. just read your post. I love how you can stay so phuken sophisticated and poetic while your chara takes blow after blow to the head. RESPECT my friend respect.
Woot! Move along post. Imma be posting in a bit and yay! N00bs be joining dis crew soon!!!

DROPPING SOME MIDNIGHT TRAIN INSPIRATION BELOW ;)

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