DO NOT WANT

mood: i has rage!

Curious.

I awoke in the middle of the night to a strange sensation. It was the realization that I have somehow developed the flavor of lemon. How I have come to that realization, you will not know, but it is true and no amount of.. investigation will put me off the idea. I, frankly, taste like lemon.

Normally this would not be something I'd wish to comment on. Arrancar are not supposed to taste like citrus, and indeed they are not supposed to taste like anything at all I suppose... However, as this is one peculiarity I cannot observe on my own, I will inquire to those willing to answer. And might I add that refusing to answer will result in unfortunate circumstances.

Does anyone else taste like something.. unnatural? Trash would be my first guess, but as I have no desire to taste anyone, I am forced to ask. Well?

mood: annoyed

( Priate to Nemu//unhackable [fixed by nell] )



Bain, I have yet to hear anything from your empty challenge. I've become quite bored and no longer feel that it is worth my time. Better luck elsewhere.



With Grimmjow out of the picture, it has quieted down quite a bit. Much to my liking. I have not been involved with much these past weeks--my own research has kept me occupied. If there is anything to report, do keep me informed.

mood: blah

Finals tomorrow. I don't even think I should be forced to go. Even if I did nothing but write my name at the top of the paper, I still would get a higher grade than any of you. Perhaps I can take the tests by my own in the teacher's lounge or something. I'm sure some of you are so far behind you'd resort to cheating. Distasteful.


Nevertheless, I will be attending most office hours. There isn't a reason not to.


[ooc; schoolboy!Uli is back, with more ego than ever. Don't remind him he's only 4th in the class ;D]

mood: confident

Zarae-Polo Grantz. A word.

mood: angry

I am unimpressed by the blood, and equally un-inconvenienced. I'm sure several of my brethren are enjoying themselves. It would seem--

...



Nemu, would you like to take a walk? Despite the.. unfortunate circumstances of the day, the flowers are still blooming brightly..


[ooc; oh Adam. Why do you do this to my baby? POLO, YOU'll GET YOURS >D!]

mood: flirty

Grimmjow & Cirucci

You will answer for this.

I have never experienced anything like this.

mood: hungover

I'm so glad we got our test results back. I did well, of course. Not like there was any doubt. I really want to go to the Arcade too. Luckily I did all my work already~ It was so easy.

I wish Aizen-senpai would come and play with us...

Anyone want to come?


[ooc: :D]

mood: smart

I am compelled to express my gratitude to the Peach, Red Haired Impostor and Grimmjow. The information I collected is most interesting.

mood: interested

Be quite, you pieces of Garbage .I do not care who has died--Babies, women, goats , go back to your own worthless lives and stop making such fools over yourselves. Over the past few days I have felt inundated with your foolishness and while it is quite below me to even take any notice of this, I cannot help but feel a certain sort of compassion that leads me to say; Silence your worthless blabbering or I will silence you my self.

What is wrong with this thing...

mood: annoyed

( Private // Unhackable )


I find everyone's reactions quite interesting. Celebrations upon the part of foolish bugs who could never even think of facing Aizen-sama without wetting themselves. Sadness on the part of the dramatic souls who play the part of the martyr, the sad girl, the wronged one. But if given the choice between your own life and his, I do not doubt that you would not hesitate before clinging to your base instinct to survive.

You are all abhorrent dogs. Realize this.

While you may sob into your sleeves like the idiotic, repugnant, emotional whelps you are, I see no one actually caring one ounce for the departed. I see not one of you pieces of trash rallying for vengeance or lifting yourselves from your little, nausiating worlds to consider the ramifications of this, or have concern for what will take place back at our own world. No, all I see is the desire to flaunt how terribly bad you feel about that poor, poor man, so that, in the end, when judgment is handed down, perhaps the true gods will remember your fake sincerity and take pity on you, instead of striking you down like the disgusting filth you are. I do not care for your feelings, fake or not, but I care even less for your hypocrisy. I find it demeaning and unworthy of those I consider an enemy. And I find it particularly repulsive in those who preach constantly about justice, truth, and the good of others.

mood: ...

Noitora, you have given me quite the headache. Don't do it again.


( Private to Nemu // Hackable )

mood: annoyed

I do not care who arrives in this place, or who leaves, unless they are directly related to me. I cannot spare the time to notice the bugs moving under my feet, just as I do not pause to see if I have crushed them or not.

Therefore, citizens, be quiet already about the newcomer. No one, least of all I, cares.


( Private to Nemu // hackable )


[ooc; me and Ulquiorra both have no idea who Sandalphon is :D;;;;;;;;]

mood: annoyed

Woman, I require your services.



[ooc; yeah so. After his Fight with Hinamori, Ulquiorra got into a tussle with Ikkaku. They battered each other up nicely, but he decided not to release and instead leave the battle at a draw. He's not in a good mood :(]

mood: livid

Captain Ukitake. I am waiting.




[ooc; woo wrath curse! If anyone wants a piece of him, plz do! He is up for cero-blasting anyone in the face today :)]

mood: angry

Hnn.


( Private // SO hackable )


I will hear no words about yesterday. It has passed.

mood: Hnn.

...........

Not this again.


[ooc; So. Who wants a piece of Ukelala ass? He's all yours and ripe for the picking! >D]

mood: hot