❛ wouldn't it be nice if we could, i don't know—turn back the clock sometimes? ❜
“Kid. You took the words right out of my mouth.”
This green little kid, reminded the teacher a little of what used to be. So much excitement. So much drive. There was a time they were the promising first years who wowed the school and the world. And now he was some sorry excuse of hero, hiding from scandal in teacher’s clothing. But what he wouldn’t give to turn the clock back. To be that hero again. Optimistic and brave. To go back to before. Before he was coward. Before fires and ash and running and running and running. To a time when he could stand still. What he wouldn’t give to make the clock stop then.
“I don’t suppose you hear much news from Australia. About Evergreen, the hero that hid while his comrades burned around him.”
there is going to be a MOMENT OF SILENCE on OCTOBER 17TH, 2017 to celebrate sarah’s life. it will take place for 15 minutes at 5:00pm GMT+2. please do not post on your dash during this time.
kana had an eye for people. she remembered them rather well. it was no surprise she remembered him if he was on STAGE. she was smiling at him, until his hands started to reach for her and she gradually tipped back. —-he probably thought they weren’t real, which is why he could touch them.
still uncalled for. —-that was until he stopped to ask, which brought the smile back. at least, he wasn’t being a total creeperino. ‘ sure… but, don’t feel too much. ’ she said, tilting her head in his direction, giving him easier access to her ears.
She didn’t seem too comfortable with him touching her ears, perhaps he shouldn’t. He put his hands away, stepped back and scratched his head. It was never his intention to be rude, but his do first and think later mentally often got him in that situation.
“Nah. Don’t worry about it.”
“So what’s a cute kitty doing up here,” he smirked. “All the hot single guys are downstairs.”
Replaying that scene in his head, it sounded as cheesy and awkward as he could make it. He shook his head, wandering out towards the edge of the building, taking in the city air. Even all the way up here, he felt a little stuffy. He gave her a cursory glance. Before turning to her, leaning on the barrier, back to the city.
“I’ve always wondered what kitty cats up to at night.”
as much as she lovedto dance and party, her ears were a bit more sensitive than others, even with her HUMANears out. so, after an hour or so of clubbing, she headed to the roof to cool it.her ears were ringing… she might be up here for a while… but not alone.
‘ hey. aren’t you that cutie that was singing downstairs? ’causal and natural flirt. this was kinda like a manga if you think about it, where you meet a band member and get swept away or something…
she didn’t realize her ears were out and about either! must haverelieved the pain a little. ‘ oh, do i have them out…? darn. wasn’t suppose to have em out. ’
“Guilty.” He probably shouldn’t have been surprised. Clubbing often attracted a strange crowd of people. He tired match her tone, although for him it was a lot more forced than he liked. Then he placed a hand to his chest and smiled, “You caught me.”
Kitty ears– must a cutsy kind of girl. Was it a fashion trend? He had seen quite a few girls around university and downtown wear cat ears. Some were bedazzled with shinies, some were made of faux fur but… none were as realistic has hers… They looked so soft. His hand began to reach up for them but stopped. He probably should ask first.
He never liked the loud noises. The music was fine, but the pulsing speakers made his head throb. Even though if it was his own voice. He preferred to be out in the bush, surrounded by the trees, where the birds made the music.
After he was done, he stepped out onto the roof. Even this far above the city, he felt like it was closing in on him. At least the city lights were pretty, they looked like fireflies set into a pitch black sky. He could still feel the throbbing of sound waves vibrating the floor, he was standing on.
– I can’t believe I agreed to sing today
“You here to escape the noise too?” he noticed another figure sitting on the edge, looking out to the city lights. He walked closer, he squinted. “Are those– kitty ears?”
She was given a way out of explaining why she’s purple. The sky must be looking out for her, today. “Okay, sure.” Willow takes another long drink – shivers at it. It’s really bitter. “What do you drink, then? If not, like, cyanide.”
He just stared– kind of mouth half agape. She seemed to ask that question like it was normal to drink cyanide. “Ummm like water? You know plain and simple, not poison water. Oh I like juice, fruit juice, if that needed to be cleared up.”
Name: Klaus Lin
Alias:the plant prince
Age:22
Birthday: 5th August
Height: 180cm
Weight: 73kg
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Han Chinese
Language: Mandarin (and a little Cantonese), English, Japanese and Korean.
Sexuality: Homosexual
Status: Single
Occupation: Musician (Vocalist), University Student, botanist and occasional dimensional traveller.
Face Claim:Daehyun from B.A.P
History
"I have twice banished darkness from the lands, I watched as countless worlds died and rose again. I stole from would be gods. I sung songs that made princesses weep and whole forests grow from sand. I am the leaf in the wind. I will persevere."
Personality Traits
Inquisitive
Enigmatic
Playful
Compassionate
Calm hides the Storm
Powers & Abilities
Thorn: It appears as a measly twig but it sprouts. It can grow to be a greatsword or longsword or any blade he desires but it mainly takes the form of a dao.
Green Voice: All of nature bends to his will, his music causes them to grow and prosper.
Having mastered the Green Voice, Klaus has decided to reside once again on Earth, occasionally venturing far beyond to touch the stars, find new friends and to hopefully find old friends.
More Info: Aged 23, Klaus is optimisic about life and sees the goodness is all things. He is grateful for everything in his life and at heart is his kind and compassionate, although he may insult people unintentionally. Some call him a wizard but his Green Voice is so much more than just magic.
~v;leafinthewind
Far flung from his earthly home, Klaus finds himself stranded in a world beyond. He better learn how to handle his magic before it kills him.
More Info: Aged 16, Instead of Klaus he goes by his birthname: Xiyao, he is a bitter and distrustful boy who has recently suffered the loss the large part of his family. He is forced to learn the hard way how to survive. The Green Voice is his new power and Xiyao must learn how to master his birthright, as they are his powers are unpredictable and dangerous.
🍂 Klaus Lin was once a promising upcoming hero but three years into his hero career, he was faced with the villain: Black Saturday. This villain was quriked made him a fireball of terror, they burned away cities, people and heroes alike. They subdued, but never caught.
Klaus is now back at U.A. Highschool. There he can recuperate and learn while working as an English teacher, and passing on his knowledge to fledgling heroes.
bioshock: ~v;rosagallica
🍂 the young Klaus Lin, at the end of his scientific doctorate received a promising letter: an invitation to the great city of RAPTURE. Invited by Andrew Ryan, Klaus was given the opportunity to work under Professor Julie Langford; the creator and keeper of Rapture’s Arcadia. He considers her the greatest botanist to ever live and her research soon becomes his. All that was green will bloom
dragon age: ~v;flowerofthepeople
🍂 malelificar. apostate. elf. Klaud Adahlen was called all these things. Running from Templars, running from Darkspawn. Since the day he left his clan he had always been running, with only the flowers around him to keep him company. His magic was always his first curse but it was his greatest joy. When the sky opened up and demons poured from the sky, he resolved to join the Inquisition, maybe his magic could finally be of help.
