Post by Suusao on Jul 19, 2018 17:27:44 GMT -5
"Great." The young man huffed a dense smog from his lips, "Looks like I died...again." His eyes shot open after he caught a whiff of the tobacco fumes. "That's weird? I'm not a cloud this time, well this is pretty convenient then." The navy haired teenager stuffed his hands into his pockets. "That's weird I wasn't wearing this when I got hit with that blast? Oh well nothing I can do about it now." Suusao stepped forward as the line of clouds progressed. (Ugh this wait time is ridiculous, I bet I'll run into that Red Woman again." He threw his head back in anguish catching a glimpse of a glowing yellow circlet above his head. "Cute..."
Suusao annoyed by the idea of his death being insinuated by a silly dongle over his head. He watched one of the attendants usher in more souls, but this one was a tad bit different from the others. For starters her horns were slightly bent, crumpled if you will, as if they were fake. She wasn't the typical bold red or blue color, but an abstract purplish pink shade. Her uniform wasn't as well kept as the other attendants either, and her eyes were glittering gold surrounded by abysmal black. He watched her perform a silly routine as she designated the souls to remain in a straight line.
"Humph. Never took myself for a type, but apparently I've got a thing for pink chicks." Suusao smirked cigarette tucked to the corner of his mouth. He figured she'd take notice of the only physical presence among these puffy bodies. She was very brash as she shouted through her megaphone, "Please take precaution. There is a super cute man in the line, his cuteness must not be affected in anyway." Suusao's cheeks reddened as he proceeded forward, seemingly feeling uncomfortable. (She sure knows how to make a point.) He planted his hand over his face continuing through the line.
Suusao annoyed by the idea of his death being insinuated by a silly dongle over his head. He watched one of the attendants usher in more souls, but this one was a tad bit different from the others. For starters her horns were slightly bent, crumpled if you will, as if they were fake. She wasn't the typical bold red or blue color, but an abstract purplish pink shade. Her uniform wasn't as well kept as the other attendants either, and her eyes were glittering gold surrounded by abysmal black. He watched her perform a silly routine as she designated the souls to remain in a straight line.
"Humph. Never took myself for a type, but apparently I've got a thing for pink chicks." Suusao smirked cigarette tucked to the corner of his mouth. He figured she'd take notice of the only physical presence among these puffy bodies. She was very brash as she shouted through her megaphone, "Please take precaution. There is a super cute man in the line, his cuteness must not be affected in anyway." Suusao's cheeks reddened as he proceeded forward, seemingly feeling uncomfortable. (She sure knows how to make a point.) He planted his hand over his face continuing through the line.
"Aye can we get moving people I don't plan on staying down here forever ya know!" Suusao exclaimed starting to become irritated with the other souls. The line started to pick up a little up until Suusao made it into the actual reception area. (That's more like it. Nothing like a little affirmative action to get the ball rolling.) He noticed that he was much closer than he expected, with only 5 or 6 other souls ahead of him.
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