This shit is what my RP has dwindled down into lately...x.x Needless to say, I am itching to kill someone, something, I don't care who, or what, but there is no one else FFing anywhere in sight whenever I need to find someone worth the time it takes... Am I the only person around with this problem? If not... be sure to let me know... cuz I could use some cheering up lately. When I am less than pleasant and perky it shows in my charries, especially Tiphy since she is the one that is by far based the most on me. I left in some mun shit to emphasize my crappy mood for you people. >/

Tiph Nightshade (7:26 PM): ::Tiphareth stood glaring at the door, quite reluctant to enter, and all too annoyed to having any reason to, but, when the level of boredom had increased to this .. well.. what was a Jenova hybrid to do? Friends all absent, and Darrian fuck knows where.. She snarled softly and decided to come in..::

Tiph Nightshade (7:28 PM): ::She kicked the rickety door, that had been in disrepair due to prior actions of precisely the same type, in, with a swift and powerful foot, and stepped deliberately slowly over the shattered pieces that littered the stained and dirty floorboards. Her appearance was the same as usual, long flowing soft chestnut brown locks, eerily glowing alien twins, and the armored shinra suit in sable that clung to every toned perfect inch of her::

Tiph Nightshade (7:29 PM): ::She took notice of nothing and no one, walking calmly to an empty seat in the back, and flopping unceremoniously down into the rinky dink chair, her prussian twins perpetually radiating their Mako poison as she looked at nothing, said nothing, did nothing.. merely sitting in silence, and thinking about whatever, most likely, unpleasant things were on her mind::

Tiph Nightshade (7:32 PM): ::She drummed relatively short, unpainted nails against the wood of the table before her.. She was not the type to bother with manicures, she was still more of a soldier than a lady, and so that should not come as much of a surprise. She kicked one leg up onto the table then, admiring her platformed boot, she satiny, shining black armor suited her nicely she thought.. and she was not too far off from the truth.. why else would she deck her entire body in the stuff?..::

Tiph Nightshade (7:36 PM): ::She scowled a little, the expression seemed all too fitting.. after all, what reason had she to be cheery, or, god forbid, perky, in a dump like this? No one was here to lighten her spirits, and nothing was around to keep her amused, or occupied.. and she didn't bother to conceal her disappointment.. Tiphareth was working herself into quite the nasty mood.. and would not even begin to take pity on whomever might be stupid enough to cross, or upset her now..::

Tiph Nightshade (7:39 PM): Quite the disgusting gathering we've got here..::She growled lowly to herself:: I estimate the whole lot of this gene filth has about the equivalency of the brain mass in a bucked of pond scum.. not that it surprises me any ::And she ground her teeth for a moment, her jaws working slowly back and forth, delicate cheek muscles displayed in the process of her fidgetings. One slender toned arm was crossed slowly over the other, across her chest::

Tiph Nightshade (7:41 PM): ::Finding herself glared at, she stood quickly and smirked, maliciously, cracking her knuckles slowly, as she uncrossed her arms. She might be able to find a bit of amusement yet... Having someone to kill would lighten her mood, most assuredly::

Tiph Nightshade (7:43 PM): ::She narrowed her eyes in perfect annoyance and sat back down, rather unceremoniously, crossing her arms again over her chest and kicking one leg back up onto the table.. not that it had been clean or anything to begin with.. She thought nothing of whether it was rude to have her foot there or not..::

Tiph Nightshade (7:49 PM): ::Tiph.. finding absolutely nothing else around here to do.. decided to make a mess.. or so she preferred to word it. She rose and scanned the room, almost hawk like, searching out for someone or something to maim... being in that mood for some indefinable reason. She didn't bother to call to her precious blades, seeing as she could easily beat anyone who she happened to come across in here with her bare hands..::

Tiph Nightshade (7:51 PM): [] Anyways.. I am in a pissy mood so.. so is Tiphy.. and so... she is looking for someone to maim XD []

Tiph Nightshade (7:52 PM): [] But so far there is no one worth killing.. Ooo spoke too soon.. []

Tiph Nightshade (7:52 PM): [] >:] []

Tiph Nightshade (7:52 PM): [] I meant.. beautiful FF type of killing.. Mwahaha []

Tiph Nightshade (7:53 PM): [] Not just ::Hops up and kills you cuz I felt like it:: type of thing... []

Tiph Nightshade (7:54 PM): [] Maim.. such an under appreciated word.. []

Tiph Nightshade (7:56 PM): [] No one to kill.. AGAIN!! I think I'm cursed or something.. because this happens way too often to be chance.. >D []

Tiph Nightshade (8:01 PM): ::Tiphareth uttered a soft, animalistic growl in the back of her delicate throat.. She had a great many parts that could be deemed delicate, but looks were extremely deceiving in that matter.. She much preferred it that way actually. It gave her yet another advantage, and put whomever her ill fated enemy might be, at an even greater disadvantage.. Tiph was never one to pass over tilting the table a little more in her own favor::

Tiph Nightshade (8:02 PM): [] All this pent up aggression and no one to KILL.. What the hell? []

Tiph Nightshade (8:03 PM): [] I have to go anyways >< []

Tiph Nightshade (8:03 PM): [] Gonna kill my brother IRL now >/ []

Tiph Nightshade (8:05 PM): [] ::Not even gonna bother to exit:: []