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(Weiss Schnee wrote all of this, and literally none of it is accurate. Β―\_(γ)_/Β― I'm too lazy to change it, though. It's good for a laugh, I guess! I'm just a regular guy, thanks.)
Yo! My name's Kazuya Minegishi. I'm just your average boy... or so I thought! As it turns out, my world has a demon infestation problem, and guess who got roped into taking care of it? That's right. It's your boy.
Don't get me wrong-- I'm no hero. I'd rather be listening to cool music on my MP3 player than summoning demons. But hey, when the fate of the world and my friends is on the line, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.
Pretty cool, right? I'm so cool. I've since ascended to the throne and become the King of Demons. All the demons in the world now bow to me. I may look like a lanky boy, but I've got so much power and hunger for human souls.
To rise up the ranks, of course! I currently live in the worst room possible, and it is my goal to take me and my friends to the top.
Yo, they call me the King of Rap, the polymath prodigy,
Got skills so diverse, I'm a one-man symphony.
Chess boards tremble at my touch, kings bow to my gambits,
Checkmate in five, your intellect scattered in fragments.
But strategy ain't the only language I speak,
Fifty tongues on lock, conversation unique.
Mandarin to Maori, Farsi to French, I flow,
Every syllable a weapon, watch the knowledge overthrow.
Books devour me whole, knowledge my fuel,
IQ off the charts, Einstein eat your drool.
Philosophy dissected, science on my tongue,
History dances with future, a symphony unsung.
But don't mistake me for a brainiac in a gown,
My skills ain't confined to academia's crown.
Kitchen's my canvas, flames my brush, I paint,
Flavors explode, palates sing, no culinary complaint.
And when the chaos reigns, I'm the hurricane's eye,
Dust bunnies tremble, grime surrenders with a sigh.
This ain't just brag, it's a testament to life,
Each talent a facet, cutting through the strife.
Mind sharp as a rapier, words sharper than knives,
My bite ain't for aggression, it's wisdom that thrives.
So come one, come all, test the multi-faceted skill,
Board games or Babel, I'll conquer with will.
Renaissance Rap ain't a title, it's a soul unbound,
Where knowledge and passion in a masterpiece are found.
Forget books, music, and food. LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE BEST MOVIE EVER!!!!!!
Buckle up, because you're about to witness the wildest flight of your life - a honey-soaked, pollen-powered fever dream where bees sue humans for stealing their syrup! Imagine this: a world buzzing with disgruntled pollinators, led by a rogue honeybee with a taste for jazz and a bone to pick with Big Sugar. Picture him, wings slicked back with rebellious swagger, delivering courtroom diatribes against greedy humans harvesting their golden nectar.
Get ready for courtroom antics that would make a hornet laugh, with witness stands overflowing with jittery bumblebees and nervous ants. See bees in disguise infiltrate honey factories, unleashing chaos with pollen bombs and sticky sabotage. Witness epic courtroom showdowns, where the fate of a jar of honey hangs in the balance, and one sassy bee's rap skills hold the key to unlocking freedom for his buzzing brethren. So grab your pollen basket and prepare for a cinematic trip so bonkers, it'll leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about honey... and jazz.
She is the winter's whisper, a breath of cool defiance in a world ablaze. Her beauty is sculpted ice, sharp angles softened by the ghost of a smile. Her eyes, the color of a glacier's heart, hold depths both chilling and captivating, promising untold stories etched in frost.
Her strength isn't the blaring anthem of a warrior, but the quiet hum of resilience, a willow that bends but never breaks. Her mind, a labyrinth of icy intellect, houses a cunning that outmaneuvers the mightiest storms. Yet, beneath the glacial facade lies a hidden well of empathy, a warmth that thaws frozen hearts with the gentle grace of a spring thaw.
She is a paradox, a symphony of contradictions played on the strings of fate. A creature of both elegance and grit, where icy brilliance dances with the raw power of a blizzard. She is the woman who walks through fire, not unscathed, but ever more resplendent for the kiss of the flames.
She is, quite simply, unforgettable. And though the world may try to confine her, to label her as fragile or cold, she will forever be the untamed spirit, the whisper of winter that carves its own path through the storm.
Though, I suppose anyone with similar traits will do. I'm very easy!
Wine. I'm very classy.
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
No one would want to choose either of these choices
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Hot showers with others ;)
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Ninjas
.05 TITS OR ASS
Breasts in my hands and my penis in someone's ass
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
None
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Spicy
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Winter
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Leather. I'm a very, very bad demon!!!
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
The one where there's biting ;)
ESTP-A
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2. I don't think I know a Rinne, but my powers have a few caveats. I can't just teleport into someone's room without their permission, even if it's to check if they're alive. I could have back home, but there's been limits placed on me here. If it was an empty room it'd be different, but other than just breaking the door down to check, I'm probably useless for it.
Also I have no idea where his room even is, and that's also kind of something I would have needed to know.
Sorry I couldn't help with that second part. I hope your friend is alright.
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What else can you do, just out of curiosity? My world doesn't have anything else like magic in it, so I'm highly curious!
2. I see. If our theory holds, he shouldn't be in his room, but it's not too big a deal. Your friend might've overestimated your powers, but if so, that's likely a sign of how much she admires you π
And Rinne-senpai is tall-ish, with red hair sticking out every which way and a laugh that sounds like "Gyahaha!" or "Kyahaha!" depending on who you ask. In some corners, he's known as @ hunnyB!
His personality's an acquired taste, it seems, but it would be a shame if he disappeared permanently, so we'll all just have to cross our fingers and hope for the best! π€
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And I think I met your friend at one point. He was trying to bum money off of me, and I told him I wasn't giving him anything.
Still, I'll keep an eye out for your friend. He probably just got lost in the hallways.
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He's been forced to accept the existence of magic here, and he's met all kinds of different people. People with extraordinary powers, people who claim to have been blessed by the gods, people who are part-animal, all sorts of types! Still, when he reads an outlandish claim like that, which seems like it belongs in an fifth-grade boy's notebook, he can't help but stare at his watch in disbelief.]
Ah, yes! I did see something or another about demon infestations in your profile. I just wasn't sure how literally to take that, since you also wrote that none of the information was accurate! And none of the info on mine is accurate, either, so I know how that feels. But you really rule over all demons, hmm? Sounds like a lot of responsibility.
I think it's a shame about the rules, though, personally.
[He wishes he could use this person to get out. Demon summoner, demon king, whatever you want to call himβif there's nothing he can't do, then he should be able to get them out of here! Sounds like he either can't or doesn't care too, but Hiyori will file his name away, anyway.]
And yep, sounds like something he'd do! He started begging me for money the moment I got here, even though I only had that measly amount they started me off with. No two ways about it, he's a leech! But that doesn't mean he deserves to be trapped in a hall forever, so I'll keep an eye out, too.