Libraries Are Fun (Closed Rp @linesofsanzu)

Emerald eyes scanned the area before the female heaved a heavy sigh. Soul was at Blackstar’s playing videogames, Liz and Patty had taken Tsubaki to the mall saying something about fashion tips, and Maka had no clue was Kid was doing. So, that left her with one place to go, She walked up to the library, a smile lighting her features. The library always had a calming effect on her and always had a tendency to make her happy. It wasn’t the one in the academy though, it was the one closest to the market. She immediately walked in, greeted the librarian then picked out one of her favorite novels and plopped down on the library sofa before she began reading, all of her focus on the book like a movie in her head.

Suspicions * RP w/ linesofsanzu

Levi yawned as his day started a little later than usual. He actually allowed himself to sleep in, something he rarely did since his days were usually full of stealing, murdering, smoking, the occasional meal.

You know, the usual.

He decided to start his day with boiling water. Even a criminal liked to keep his shit as pristine as he possibly could, despite his shitty circumstances. With a bucket in one hand, and a pan and tinder box in the other, he headed down to the only place in the Underground with decent water.

It was a type of stony clearing with a single body of water that flooded each and every time it rained, so it was the most reliable source of freshwater down here. He looked up to see just how the weather would be– and noticed a type of large bird hovering just above. He covered his eyes to the sun to observe the bird further. Very strange, he’d never seen something like that before.

But he lived in a world with giant cannibals, so he couldn’t say he was knowledgeable about every fucking creature on this Earth.

linesofsanzu started following you

Oh, look it’s a giant spider mech stomping down a street. And on a car. And smashing a mailbox. Hey. At least the thing isn’t destroying houses yet. But the boy piloting it is frowning.

No, small scale vandalism didn’t work. It never does. But it was worth a shot. And for the moment, he’ll continue on it. Pokey is on his beat regardless of his feelings. However, unlike his usual, cruel self, he’s a little more… dour.

This was rubbish. Was he patrolling? Patrolling what? More like ‘walking around in the cold’ is more like it. Honestly, the time-dimensional traveler didn’t have anything better to do. Leaning back in his seat with his arms crossed and glowering, he called out to anybody that might’ve bothered to listen.


Okay, he’d seen some weird stuff. A lot of weird stuff, actually. But he’d never, ever seen a kid with hair as silly as this guy’s. Not even Bakura’s wild mess of hair could match it. “…The fuck? Who are you, and why is your hair so…fucked up?” Marik asked, rather amused. He also kind of hoped this guy wasn’t a demon or anything, because he just insulted his hair. And early deaths are not fun.