Yo. name's Shizuo. Don't call me anything else. I hate the flea, I protect Tom while we go out searching for those who can't fucking pay off their debts. it's pretty much up to me to 'convince' them to pay up.
[Shizuo RP Blog.]
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His face was as white as the dress he has been once more forced to wear. His skin was as pale as snow, covered and colored by the slightest layer of foundation. The light blush created not by the blush-on, but because of his embarrassment wonderfully added some life to his face. His chapped lips were painted with a soft color of light red and his eyes were decorated with some toned shadows that showcased his crimson hues. As for his short raven locks, his muse has out done herself this time and added some extensions to the silky hair before she pinned them up into a bun behind his head. He noted he also carried some sort of Victorian umbrella.
If you didn’t know him personally, you would think he was a she, a bride to be to walk down the divine altar of where she – er, he was to be wed.
His mun seriously had hell to pay for this heavenly metamorphosis she had forced upon him. Of course, this was the usual, however, why did she have to force him into the holy garment of sacred matrimony? He was not even getting married and yet he was clothed in ethereal white, his face felt heavy and the heels he wore hurt the soles of his small feet.
He grumbled to himself as he half-marveled, half-seethed at his current location. A church. A desolate building in the middle of a rural town far away from Ikebukuro. It was some sort of relic, and he had no idea how his mun found out about this place, but she did her research, plus her madness and sadism, let’s not forget the high-class technology of Japanese railways, he found himself alone, standing on a velvet carpet, being highlighted by the serene light that was reflected by tinted windows of pastel colors, with mosaics that formed the figure of the Holy Spirit.
He literally gawked. Good God. Is this a test? Was this some sort of divine punishment? Why oh why was he to suffer this alone? Someone, please end his meaningless life.
He winced as he felt the soft material that was his dresses skirt and the rough texture of the veil that masked his face. He was, in all the meaning of the phrase, in a pinch. Would the entities be kind enough to listen to his prayer? It was worth a try.
He clasped his hands tightly together and prayed.
“May no one I know see me.”
So, after posting this gif set, loads of people have been asking for the link, but as it’s inconveniently not available on youtube or any other video sharing website, I’ve uploaded it here for you. :) For UK peeps, it’s from Friday Download which currently on iPlayer until July 27th.
It’s the full interview, including a lot of the other cast members of The Avengers, didn’t bother cutting it down to just Tom’s part. :P Enjoy!
“They drove a thousand miles for an Ozzy show. Two days for a Jayhawks game. And when it was clear, they’d park her in the middle of nowhere, sit on the hood, and watch the stars… for hours… without saying a word. It never occurred to them that, sure, maybe they never really had a roof and four walls but they were never, in fact, homeless.”
(Source: igotlokid)
