Hmm..? You wish to know about me? Very well. I am King, in my original dimension I was the owner of a successful orphanage, third place in the King of Iron Fist Tournament 1, as well as winner of various tournaments since. I have much to think about, so I would appreciate it if you would leave me be. [Associated with Citta Alveare] [Apartment J-5]
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((ooc))
(( Sorry for my recent inactivity here, been a tad busy with a lot of things.. Going to try and get active here again.))
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Save..? King wondered what that meant. Perhaps it is like a video game that he watches the kids play where you can 'save' your progress? He was uncertain. "I hope it turns out well for you," he says, sounding positive. "Myself, I don't know how I can help you with that."
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“Not… yet, exactly. But soon! Very soon!
Yes!
I plan to start a wonderful circus smack-dab in the middle of the city! Outrageous, right? Well, I say no gosh darn way am I backing down!”
Klaus grins wide.
“I need to save first, but after, circus time!!”
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The large masked man seemed to not pay attention to the ringmaster, a little lost in his own thoughts before he heard the top hatted man shout out. That seemed to snap him out of it as he turned to face the hatted man, who could barley seem to contain his delight from the way he threw his arms out. Curious, King thought. This wasn't the first time he was offered a job at a circus, but he had refused due to his job at the orphanage.
He responded with but a question, "There's a circus here?" He cannot recall where he was in the city for so long, or what had happened to cause him to forget this long time. Probably not much, but still this was news to him.
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“Dear Lord!”
Klaus throws his arms out excitedly.
“You’re astounding! Amazing! Wonderful!
You’d be a perfect addition to my circus!!”
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#((For the life of me I cannot decide who to interact with first))#(( Choices choices...))#((OOC))#((Just so many great players it's hard to choose ya know?))
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What..happened when I was gone?
And who are all of you..?
#@Followers#(( btw#I'm baaack ))#(( I don't know who still is or isn't active btw))#(( Been a loooong time))
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Dare: Be your best friend for the next hour.
King stepped out of his room in an outfit he hasn't really worn before, keeping it around only should his friend require a spare. He was clad in black pants, with big blue armor covering his body. And on his head is a Black Jaguar mask with a scar on the left eye. He wondered if Armor King would mind him using his armor for a while...Ah well.
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Personal questions! ( For character or Mun)
Rate my RP skills! 1/10
Marry, Fuck, Kills.
‘I ship you with…’
TMIs.
Dares.
Situations.
Any question of any kind!
Don’t be shy!
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Personal questions! ( For character or Mun)
STUFF ABOUT FRIENDSHIPDare/Drabble requests?
Rate my RP skills! 1/10?
Marry, Fuck, Kills.
‘I ship you with…’
Headcanons.
TMIs.
Dares.
Situations.
Any question of any kind!
Don’t be shy!
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"Greetings."
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nico-nico-robin:
It’d been a good, long while since anyone had seen the mysterious Miss Sunday roaming the streets of Hive City. In fact, most probably hadn’t noticed she was gone. Quite a big mistake for them to be making. After all, when someone sends in an official job change while at the same time having disappeared, something a little… odd… had to be going on. In a sense, that would be correct.
All this time, the lady known as Nico Robin had been running a few deals in Sector oo3’s underground. A few silent killings here or there, a lovely bit of intel every once in a while… The former whore had gotten herself a tidy sum of Berries in her tracked absence. But, what was more shocking was that she’d sort of, well… Started something new. Something different.
New Baroque was its name. A branch off of an old tree that had long since died. Its purpose? Namely, it was for a little bit of troublemaking. In the long run, the gang would have its full run over the sector. Start from here, and then slowly consume the city… But that would take a really long time until then. In fact, though Robin was the gang’s founder and leader, only a few shady characters joined her. It was more of a three-person show. The guys did the grunt work, and Sunday would do the tougher jobs. She even had a little system worked out for it, too. A naming scheme, a payout plan, everything. At least, until her little underlings went and got themselves killed on an extortion run. Since then, Miss Sunday was working alone in New Baroque.
She hadn’t really been advertising her new little group in the past few days… Like anyone would go around saying that they started a gang. Right now, Nico was taking her first steps into the light of the city after being gone for so long. From what it looked like, night had fallen, giving off a perfect opportunity to do a little scouting. It was better to just find some new members on her own, rather than get them to go to her.
So, off into the city streets she goes, clad in her fancy new threads, courtesy of some black market lace. Maybe she’ll run into a few prospective partners along the way. In a fledgling group of criminals, just about anyone could help.
King wandered around the city in search of something to do. He considered perhaps signing up as a crime fighter of sorts, perhaps a fighting teacher of sorts like at home. He was deep in thought as he bumped into someone. He hardly felt it, but he felt it enough to be broken out of his train of thought. "Oh, sorry miss--" He took a moment to recognise her. "Robin?" He hadn't seen her in a long time! Maybe she could help with his little 'problem'.
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A lot of people followed you..
"Greetings. I am King, and you...?"
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jollyhippo:
howcanilisten:
nightlockanddandelions:
peetasbunsinmyoven:
nightlockk:
Click and drag to see how you died in The Hunger Games
Too much bread.
Well.
It could happen. Especially if I had a baker like Peeta to feed me.
Coal mine explosion… jeez.
Beaten by peacekeepers. Ouch.
Arrow through the heart. Cupid enjoys fucking with me :^
"Ripped apart by Mutts..." He adjusts his mask. "How ironic."
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((Kanon, Getome(OCs) and King I(Tekken) here. Just wated to let everyone know that I'm not dead, I've just been occupied with other stuff. I'll try to get some sorta RP going, maybe hop into one, but still I apologise for my lack of activity.))
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prince-of-wwhales:
ok i dont know about you guys but the shopkeepers’ costumes this year are fucking HILARIOUS
Ho my god that’s AMAZAANG
(( hopenobodyhurtsmeorthisbut Reblogged for being one of the best things I've seen in a while. Try to name the costume everyone's wearing! ))
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