OOC: Cosplay and stuff
OOC: Hey guys, as some of you might’ve heard, I’ll be attending Fanime this weekend! :y Because of that, I may not have time to get to my inbox, so I apologize in advance for that~
HOWEVER! Because I’ll have an actual pretortured!Malo cosplay this time, if you guys have any awesome ideas for poses (or even videos!) that you’d like to see, send them my way labeled (cosplay). What’s even better is that I’ll also have a pretortured Alois and Basile with me~ :y <3
I’ll be checking my inbox whenever I can, but y’all have until Friday night to give me suggestions. c: Thank you, and I’ll see you then!
Who's and what's (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧?
Oh — oh that! That’s nothing! Why, you’re merely pointing to thin air! What are you talking about?! You’re speaking nonsense yourself!
(( Those have been generated by my long-time followers, dubbed “the voices”. Basically, they’re voices Malo hears in his head, which he often argues with. Only he can hear them~ :y ))
Rather busy, in fact. I have another trip coming up within the next couple of days, so I’ve been leisurely preparing for such~
-not to mention, I’m awfully behind regarding these notes! I hadn’t expected this abrupt surge, so you’ll have to forgive my slow responses.
*The blonde grit his teeth at the statement, glaring daggers at Malo* My living conditions are none of your business. I have other matters to worry about, such as GETTING A DIPLOMA and finding a job that is MORE FINANCIALLY SECURE than that of fame. I'd even get my hands dirty if I had to, unlike you and your skittish habits around mud.
Ahhh, it seems we touched a nerve! Though, I should remind you that I’m quite secure financially, even prior to my fame~
…of course, I’m not the one living in my parents basement.
Basile: hmfh... he is a player that one. Manipulative bitch -- you an Alois are a match in heaven.
What’s that supposed to mean?! Does this abrupt acceptance of two men speak in itself for you, Basile? How disgusting! I always knew you were always touched in the head!
Ugh... Did you honestly think I was HELPLESS? HOW DARE YOU! You, the spoilt brat who cannot even function without liquor in your system, must be the helpless one here, not me.
On the contrary, monsieur! I am quite independent, if I do say so myself! Speaking of, have you moved out of your parents’ basement yet? Or can you no longer function without your mother breathing down your neck?
gosh why do you call him a rat? he's a puppy. Justine's puppy
Ah yes, a bitch would be another suiting adjective for the unfortunate fellow.
Regardless, he is a rat because he puts up a weakened front, but underneath we’re all aware of his conniving ways!
HEY! If anything, YOU are the rat! A rat who thinks he's a pampered little mouse.
Oh-ho! What’s this? Skirmish, weak little Alois, daring to stand for himself? Ha! What have you consumed, monsieur, that actually made you grow a pair?
I wonder, If Basile is either a bear or a pig, then what am I?
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ But Malo~ You kissed Basile once, didn't you?
HOW DARE YOU SLANDER ME! OF COURSE NOT! I’D RATHER KISS A CACTUS THAN THAT DISGUSTING, PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A MAN!
Basile isn't a bear he's rather a pig
Isn’t that the truth? I can’t find anything appealing in that towering mass of dumb.
I always try to stand up to myself and I try not to be shy, but that's just my imagination and in real life, I feel like passing out if I REALLY try! What do I do?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!? I'M SCARED!!!!!!!!!!
-perhaps paying a visit to one who specializes in treating individuals such as yourself would serve you eons over myself.
I can’t recall a time I haven’t been brash or cowering before others, therefore I’m having difficulty relating to your situation. As I mentioned in another inquiry, some people are just meant for the backstage!
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧Because Basile is a Bear. And Bears are cuddly. Hug him sometime.
I’D RATHER HUG AN ACTUAL BEAR AND RUN THE RISK OF GETTING MY HEAD TORN OFF, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
Is it wrong that I find a gentlemanly suitor strange? Because they kneel and kiss a woman's hand and usually has to help the woman more than the woman help the suitor. I don't get it
I’m having difficulty interpreting your inquiry.
You’re asking if it’s wrong that you have different tastes (which yes, oh HEAVEN FORBID someone hold different taste than the norm!), and yet you’re stating that… you don’t get what? The point that you like, or the latter? Or do you mean vice versa?
At times I receive such inquiries with individuals attempting so desperately to reach out and communicate; however, some are just simply impossible to interpret.