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Current In the beginning were the Words, and the Words made the world. I am the Words. The Words are everything. Where the Words end the world ends. You cannot go forward in an absence of space. Repeat.
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you feel your statuses crawling on your back
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I love you!
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w.d.y.w.f.m
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J-Lite is my bias omg (and I don't even like K-pop but wow.)

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Call me Ginger!

GMT+1
Future veterinarian, presently irreverently funny self-deprecator and literature hobbyist.
Casual-advanced. 1x1 and Group RP, no preference.
Up to make mischief, make memories, and make a fool of myself.
And maybe roleplay a little on the side. :)
Dating @Mateotis who is much more active than I am here, but also decidedly a much more gifted writer/poet. Hound him if you're looking for me.
A little sickly and evidently severely lacking in impulse-control, so patience is appreciated in general.

I'll remain forever royal,
I'll repay my parents' debt.
Duty means doing the things your heart may well regret.

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Posted for the sake of it. Woo!
I'm sorry for only adding to the crowd! I'd like in on this too, pretty please!
I'd like to make a ranger character, like...if I'm not mistaken, they're a character on horseback that can use bows and arrows primarily, yeah? And maybe just keep a dagger handy in case of hijack off horseback.
And she will be an elf and she will be over a hundred years old and she will be fabulous.
Leo swore under her breath, head drooping a little as well now to both shy away from the man's eye and rub the sore bit on her forehead which had made contact with his shoulder,. "Shit, man, I'm really, really sorry." His tone of voice initially seemed...mad? But that didn't change the fact that she had no idea what he was saying. Which was probably for the better. Probably.
More Japanese, sigh. Why do you even bother, Cleopatra? Just go home. Or get a phrase-book. They should sell them near campus. Let's hope so, at least.

"I'm really, really sorry...gah." she continued regardless, though her tone of voice changed when in the next moment, he'd gotten to his feet and was offering her a hand, and was smiling.
I guess the Japanese really are polite. I wish I could apologise to him somehow he understood, but...


"...yeah, I can say whatever I'd like to you in English and you still wouldn't get it, eh?" she laughed a little nervously, reaching out and taking a hold of his hand before pulling herself right up, and almost into his arms with the force she used to balance her body and whatnot. It could almost have been like a scene from a terribly exaggerated romance anime where every little thing leads to physical contact, and thus, tension between the two characters.
...though that was anime, or manga, or every rom-com in the world ever, and in most real life situations, you wouldn't be able to get within a foot of someone you just met, and just threw to the floor completely by accident. Unless you wanted them to call the cops on you.
Japan had cops too. Obviously. Maybe they were nice cops, but they were cops nonetheless.

When she had her footing, she firmed her stance and gave the man an apologetic smile as best she could manage, and a little nod too. Why? Because it seemed like the right thing to do. "Thanks, I really...oh, wait, you've dropped something."
And her hand left his for the brief moment it took her to bend over and carefully pick up the two coffee mugs, one in each hand, and she laughed a little when offering them to him. "You really must love coffee. Two whole mugs? Holy hell. Oh? What do they say...hm."

It probably wasn't rude to read people's coffee mugs. Probably. Probably.
Not like she'd understand anyway, the characters were all in Japanese and-
That's when it came to her. One of the very limited words in her Japanese vocabulary, and the boy she'd come to know as Weiss would be proud of his deduction that was that whatever she knew came from limited anime-knowledge.
"Err...Arigato! Did I pronounce it right? God..." she sighed. A facepalm would be great about now, if, again, her hands weren't occupied with the man's coffee.
"Here. I'm sorry, again."
...
"Wait, did you say...Maetaka?"
Still here too! Didn't want to flood the OC (Impossible at this point, since...yeah.)
Was waiting for anyone else who wanted a post in to get a post in.
Cleo has the logic of pretty much every other teenage girl out there. <<
I don't know about you, but the majority of the girls where I am instantly assume that you're with someone if they're of the opposite gender and they know you. Funny, isn't it! The ways of the world are strange.
And women can be gossip machines.
Besides, she wouldn't just go up to him and ask him as a stranger, pshhht...nobody does that...pfft.
...I hope, at least, ahaha.
It's still hilarious. << Forget Leo, I personally have a huge crush on Takeshi's character.
And I hope the chances of her bumping into him weren't all that...slim. Because it's happened now.
I'M SORRY FOR THE IMPLAUSIBILITY REALLY I AM.
I just thought it'd be a funny way to meet. He's got his first class with her anyway, after all. Advanced English, yeah?
"Oh! Looks like this has become an interesting meeting point on the first day, after all." the blue-haired girl clapped her hands together with a contented look, before it slowly began to fade at everyone's tongues reverting to the god-forsaken-language-she-could-not-speak. Japanese.
Why would you even come to Japan if you couldn't speak Japanese, damn it?! She felt like an outsider. Needless to say, she definitely was. Among all these different people and all these different tongues that were actually the same, but...oh well.
...and then it came. English, oh sweet salvation!

"It's very nice to meet you too, Clarius." she enunciated the words as clearly as possible, though not overly slowly since he did show to have some control over the language. That was good. That line of communication had not been lost on her yet. Though his words lingered in her mind. "Occult Club? Me, I dunno, I'm not very much into that stuff, I mean..."
And she was left to trail off, only just realising the girl with the bright blonde hair was still in their presence.
...wait, no, that wasn't a girl.

Leo's cheeks went red-hot and she almost jumped away, hands gripping at the edge of the loose top she wore, pulling it down further over her black skinny-jeans as much as she could manage. Her eyes held the floor. She couldn't face the boy after making such a terrible mistake. He was incredibly polite about it though. Maybe it had happened before? Or maybe he was just generally very calm about most situations?
"I-I'm...really sorry, I didn't mean to imply anything. I...mm." she bit her tongue. Saying any more would only dig her a bigger ditch than she found herself in already, though she took a couple of deep breaths and tossed her head back, taking another gasp-like breath before seeing the boy eye-to-eye. She still didn't know what his name was, but he'd know hers after all. He referred to her with it.
"I see you've caught my name, eh? I...well, at least French isn't absurdly far off from Italian. I mean, I could have guessed Swahili and been much further off the mark. The name's Leo. Leo Snow. It's very, very nice to meet you too, err..."

She drew blanks for the boy's name. Yes, she'd never been told it before, but that was the part in which he probably would have told her, should another face not made its appearance. A lovely girl in a fluttery pastel dress made her way there, and seemed to know the boy somehow. Were they an item? She was much taller than him, and built differently, too...
And unlike the boy's naturally androgenous features, on closer inspection of this girl through intense lenses, Leo deduced something. This wasn't a girl. The features all lied. It was a young gentleman, in woman's clothing, but it did suit him ever so well. She held her tongue on the matter. He seemed very polite, too. It would be pointless to make any more in a string of blunders for one evening, so she gave them a pleasant smile, only to be met with soft green eyes and kindness and returned their greeting, genuinely happy to meet them. They had an accent though, and their English wasn't very good, but the Japanese seemed on point. Great, this really did leave Leo the only one who couldn't be bilingual where required.
Damn it all!

Damn it all indeed. A bell rung thick and sharp in her ears and it made Leo's teeth chatter. The bell signalling the start of the first lesson. First lesson, and she'd already be late. She went into a panic.
Cleopatra Kiyomi Snow, you are not, I repeat not going to be late to your first class. Understood? Do you even know what it is? Do you remember what you've taken?
Oh yeah.

Advanced English.

"I really, really have to go, you guys. I've got English, first class, and it's the first day, and I can't afford to be late, and I-I-I..." She was about ready to stutter her way out of the situation before another girl approached the lot with long, blonde hair. And from what she caught of her name, Tala seemed to stick the most. She barely had the chance to ask the girl her name fully or even what or who she was and how she knew the people, before she took off. Faster than a speeding bullet, in her words. Like she always would when she was late.
Thankfully she'd had the common sense to take her morning supplies with her and so didn't have to make a mad dash back to her dorm-room, but it was a mad dash nonetheless. There was something on her mind though. Something. Something. Nagging. Nagging away. Something important. Something shocking. Naggingly shocking. What was it? What wa-
Thud.


There was a collision, and an awful sound, and the girl with her attentions elsewhere rammed right into someone else. Well, it was to be certain, after all she wasn't paying much attention to the hallways at all.
The gentleman she happened to ram herself into would have had to have an impeccable amount of control to keep the coffee in his mugs. The impact most definitely shook her, and she fell backwards with a bit of a dizzy expression, which made her whine a little in pain.
She was about to apologise before her eye caught that of the man, in the suit, and the charming blue eyes and red hair, but moreso his determined expression. She was on her way to class, yes, but she could spend just a couple more minutes just staring at this handsome young man from where she was on the floor.
Albeit with her mouth in a relaxed 'o' shape, and her eyes scanning him and her words stuck in her throat, so much that she'd already had to swallow them down once.

And if she had actually paid attention, it was the very same young man who gave her roommate a visit earlier today. Though Leo couldn't have known. Leo didn't pay an abundant amount of attention to that. She was still busy unpacking at the time, after all.
Essentially making it so she had no idea who this beautiful stranger was. Though she wanted to know.
Advanced English could wait just a little bit longer.

It was enough to let the thought in the back of her mind slip away into the abyss after all.
Who was she and why was the front of her shirt covered in so much blood?
Why would I kill women? I love women!
So goddamned brilliant I can't even. Maetakeshi-senpai pls notice me kthx.

Also, no prob! Clarius should say something about soon, and seems we have a little meet-up/reunion there with everyone. Simply brilliant! Nikita found her way there too, and oh my god we are all totally meeting Shakuntala for lunch let's hope we don't forget her._. Poor little blonde.
Anywho, I hope Weisse doesn't flip his shit.
And I hope Leo doesn't give Nikita the "err" expression once she finds out. She is one of those honest to goodness murican folk after all. haha. << Logically, I think she'd be nice enough. Nikita's never done her any harm.
several implied threesomes with Diana's permission for Leo to steal away her lackeys
And now Ronny is in the running too. >> I think he's in most of Leo's classes.
"HELLO WATASHI WA LEO AND I LIKE READING."
And ikr, Fei (please give appropriate nickname to be used for any/all further reference). What does 'desu' even mean? And haha, "watashi wa potato" was meant to translate to just that, like a really bad mishmash of English-Japanese.
Also. Isn't a Berliner like a doughnut?
The German boyfriend has taught me absolutely nothing, the little shit very well, fufufu.
Anywho. Let the games begin!
"Err..." the girl froze in her tracks, the gears shifting and chugging in the back of her mind before coming to an abrupt stop and clogging. She had absolutely no idea what the boy before her had just said. It was in Japanese, after all. And it went right over her head, as if it was his first language, or maybe she was just a bit of a ditz. She blinked up at him through the pale bevelled-rectangles of her glasses and opened her mouth to speak after he had said the line of mish-mash. Japanese. It couldn't have been so bad. Her mother was Japanese. That didn't change the fact that she had learnt barely any of it at home. Her mother had an accent, but their darling daughter had taken after their father's tone and way of speaking, calm and easygoing and chill.
"...little English then. But you seemed to understand what I had to say because you didn't really hesitate for too long or give me the standard "what-the-hell" look,, so, err...Watashi wa...I am, err, Leo. Desu desu." she blinked, scratching the back of her head nervously as she tried to continue with the little she had picked up in different places. "Nani nani? Desu?"
She wanted to stick her fist in her mouth for how bad she came off. Her cheeks gained a colour and she groaned with a non-physical pain, but that of mental exertion. Definitely, speaking to a Frenchman would be easier. At least she had learnt French to some degree in school. Japanese...nada.
She almost opened her mouth to speak again, jogging back and forth with the boy carrying the boxes, with the words stuck in her throat, before she spotted someone approaching. Well...spotted something approaching. Initially, all she caught was the sheen of the bright blonde hair, and it was uncommon to see many natural blondes down here in Japan. The first thing she'd assumed was that it was another transfer student. Maybe from where she was from! Brilliant!
She gave the boy with the boxes a little nod, as if that justified her attention turned away from him to the person that approached, and she almost squealed when she saw them. Saw her.
She was the most adorable thing, ever. With the blonde locks and blue eyes, it was like Leo had found a fellow countryman. She had opened her mouth to speak before the girl beat her to it, asking something in another foreign language. Though thankfully, she understood at least a little bit of this.
"English! English please! Or French! That wasn't French, right?" she paused. It sounded a little bit like it...nah.
"Anyway. Good god you're so cute, ahhh~!" she almost immediately balled her fists and brought them to her cheeks and her bangles crept further up her arm as she did. If anything, she did allow herself to be a little bit of a ditz at times. It was relieving.
"I haven't seen you around in the girls' dorm! What's your name? The name's Leo, and it's so wonderful to meet you, and- please tell me you understand what I'm talking about, oh god."
Ooh, I've got an idea. Feigling, is Weiss already heading somewhere specific to see someone specific? It would be a shame if he'd end up at the Occult clubroom in search of the music room...
Our characters could interact. Leo would probably go like:
"Awww! Goodness, you're so cu-ute!" and just go and fawn all over Weiss and be like "Gee, Japan sure has cute girls! What's your name? What classes do you take? We should totally be bffs 5evr because you're just so cute and ahhhh."
...or something along those lines. Not that he wouldn't be TRAUMATISED of course but at least it's a chance for interaction!

EDIT: Also, did Claire just say all of that to Leo in...Japanese? ._. Good grief. "Watashi wa...err, potato, and...desu, err..."
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