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[stressweets]

Good afternoon ☆ Your local Tsukasa Suzakura has a simple request for the artists of Retrospec...

I'd like a poster encouraging people to vote for the return of horses... I'll pay, of course ♪ Hard work should not go unrewarded.
Serious inquiries only. People who are fans of horses preferred, but not required.
Thank you for your cooperation ☆

Otherwise... I have a game I'd like to share with everyone. It's called renga -- essentially, one person begins a poem, and the other person finishes it.
We'll be using the usual format of 5-7-5 / 7-7 for this. The first person will do 5-7-5, and the second will do 7-7. (Those are syllables, for the record.)
Reply with a beginning to this post if you're interested in playing! Others are encouraged to reply around as well to finish poems and start new ones when it's their turn to do so.
I will be indulging myself as well, of course ♪

[ ooc: ...he's seriously willing to pay for horses— ANYWAY, just as stated, renga is a collaborative poetry game! trust me it doesn't matter how bad you are at writing this stuff i am just as terrible. tag around and finish each other's poems, or make fun of them, or whatever— it's a free-for-all. ]

Comments

[livens]

if horses were back
we could go horseback riding
and that would be fun!

[stressweets]

Standing tall, proud, elegant:
us, and the horses together.

[ an elegant finish to a cute poem. hm hm, his... ]

A fluffy, sweet love
is just like cotton candy:
it melts if held tight.

[livens]

my feelings for my best friends!
or strawberry parfait cake!

[ hinata... ]

in the early morning light
for you i get dressed
in my very best of smiles

[stressweets]

Enshrined in twilight,
I reveal to you my best side.

That one was really nice, Hinata ☆ The others were too, but that one was a perfect example of one of those waka you'd find beside your pillow at court... My mother would give you an A+, I'm sure.

[ romantic heian period stuff, that's all. ]

Branches gently sway,
petals dance without worry—
March comes in softly.

[livens]

i take a+ payment in sweets!!

in march we end and begin
winter pushes forward spring

my turn againnnnnnnnn

let's go sledding now
down down down the hill
until we're way too dizzy

[stressweets]

Our poems neatly finished
We dive into snow.

...Do you really want to go now, or was that just part of your poem?

[livens]

i definitely want to go sledding!!!!!!!!!!!
how smart of you to pick it up ☆

[stressweets]

It's not like you were being very subtle ☆
I've recently had some trauma regarding sledding though, so I'll have to pass for now...

[livens]

trauma??? did someone sled into you?

[stressweets]

Not exactly...?
I don't really want to say anything online, because I think we'd get in trouble, but a friend and I had a thing with a dumpster lid recently.
Really though, everything becomes traumatic and exhausting when it involves that person.

[ hinata

he adores your friends, he does? he considers them his friends too?



but mafuyu is fucking insane. ]

[livens]

[ HE KNOWS ]

eh? that sounds like a story! but in that case, what about ice skating??

[stressweets]

[ PLEASE CONTROL HER THEN ]

I'd love to ☆
Please come pick me up like a proper
gentleman.

[livens]

[ don't ask for the impossible... ]

ok ok
i'll be there in twenty minutes!!!

[ and presumably he WAS but we can handwave that ]