| { ooc; character development post! |
[Jun. 26th, 2011|05:46 pm] |
Taking this from bloodwithcoffee , by the way.
Ask my character any question(s) --anything at all-- and I will reply with a small essay-style response and an IC reaction. ♥
Feel free to post your crit here too--posts are screened!
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| { new cellphone |
[Nov. 18th, 2010|06:16 pm] |
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| | irritated | ] | Since he and his old cell phone had a falling out of sorts, Kakuzu had to go get a new cell phone. However, he forgot to change the number, so it's the same.
"It's Kakuzu. Leave your name and number after the beep, and I'll get back to you. If it's not work related, don't waste my time. Just hang up now and save me the minutes."
☆ Normal Ringtone
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| MOST AWKWARD RETURN TO WORK EVER |
[Jan. 4th, 2010|09:54 pm] |
[It's not often that Kakuzu feels awkward. So when he does feel this way, it's always kind of noticeable. What he likes to do best in these situations is to avoid all unnecessary communication by ANY MEANS NECESSARY and just keep to himself. So he'll be staying at his cash register, idly pushing buttons and silently doing his work. Anything to keep Hidan people from bothering him.
But judging by his strange choice of scarf today, that might be impossible. Have fun trying to harrass him; you might be surprised at his reactions.]
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| { concerning Christmas |
[Dec. 25th, 2009|02:49 pm] |
Hell with this.
ooc: Anti-social Kakuzu is anti-social and hates Christmas. Also, he's a miser. No gifts for you all this year! D: |
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| { new register; strikes = deleted |
[Nov. 18th, 2009|10:47 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | pleased | ] | New register's here. (Thanks, Konan.)
Damn it's so nice.
Deidara Anyone, if you touch it, you risk fucking up your payroll. So don't. Ever. Unless you've asked permission. And even then the answer is no.
I set the password too, so it might be hard to fuck with it anyways. Don't even try to hack it. You'll just be wasting your time. |
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| {guess who's back? |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|11:43 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | apathetic | ] | Tch. Don't read into me being back or anything.
I was promised a new cash register and a good raise, so if you all want a paycheck for this week, I suggest someone gets on it. |
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| YOU ALL THINK YOU'RE SO FUCKING HILARIOUS DON'T YOU |
[Oct. 5th, 2009|10:02 pm] |
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| | enraged | ] | Kakuzu comes in to work the next day, sullen expression already in place as he heads to the back room to put on his apron. He hasn't even noticed the addition to his counter until he re-emerges, hands busy tightening the strings of his apron as his eyes fall upon the empty countertop...
....the empty countertop was now not empty. But what the hell was THAT taking up space?!
The hell?!
He goes around to inspect it, and immediately there is silence as he realizes what the item in question is.
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......you have got to be kidding me. No. Fuck no. I'll just use my aba--
The area in which his hand had shot out to blindly feel for the antiquated counting device was now empty. A deep and welling anger began to boil in his veins as Kakuzu clenched his fists and ground his teeth. At this rate, he was not going to have any teeth left.
As if anything could not piss him off more, a sudden vibration in his uniform pocket had him almost ripping his cellphone from his pocket in exasperation. God, this had better be important, he thought, scanning the contents of his text from...Uchiha Madara? What was this---
....'Kakuzu: Donate a sizeable amount of money to'--
And that was about all there was to it, as Kakuzu threw his cellphone across the Cafe in utter rejection of whatever the rest of the message said. Donate to charity?! Was the man mad?! He might as well have asked Kakuzu to cut off his arms and donate them to a paraplegic. Kakuzu was about as likely to do that as he was to donate money to the unfortunate.
He was shedding his apron now, face twisted into an expression of complete and utter rage as he threw it on the historical artifact that someone thought was a cash register, and the only other sound that came from his mouth was two words as he darted to the back door:
I QUIT.
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| { i just realized something... |
[Oct. 1st, 2009|01:41 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | pissed off | ] | WHY DON'T WE HAVE A FUCKING CASH REGISTER YET.
I refuse to use this to ring up customers anymore. Who ever though it would come in handy, though.
This is poor management, seriously. You could have at least picked one up over the break.
DEIDARA. THIS IS ALL YOUR DAMN FAULT.
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| { back to work |
[Sep. 27th, 2009|01:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | discontent | ] |
Name: Kakuzu Age: 28 Position: Cash Register/ Payroll/ Waiter...speaking of which, I hope there's a new cash register waiting for me when I get back... What have you been doing while the store has been closed? Odd jobs. I stress the odd part greatly. Don't ask about the outfit. While I was getting a paycheck elsewhere, I happened to do my good deed of my lifetime and take in a miserable little shit that had squandered all his money and could no longer afford to own his own place. He repays me by whining about chores, dyeing my clothes different colors, and eating all my food.
I'll have to agree with Hidan on the issue of pay sadly: cost of living has gone up. However, it's only gone up for those of us who have to deal with lazy-ass moochers who take advantage of people who actually know how to manage money. Therefore, only some of us should get raises. And by some, I mean everyone but Hidan.
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| { don't touch my stuff |
[May. 28th, 2009|04:29 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | cranky | ] | Deidara.
You're dead to me.
[ooc: Kakuzu's been gone for a while without explanation and has re-emerged to work, crankier than ever. He's also acquired some awesome stitches all over, including a lovely set on his mouth. Don't bother asking about them; he's not gonna say anything to you. Especially if you just broke his cash register.] |
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[Feb. 24th, 2009|10:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | pissed off | ] | NO, I am not having a kid. YES, Hidan is a fuckass. NO, we cannot talk about it.
No more questions. Got it? |
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| { pointless days, part one. |
[Feb. 13th, 2009|11:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | apathetic | ] | I don't see what the damn hype about Valentine's Day is all about.
However, whoever came up with is a genius. I mean, marketing. Products. Sheer genius. I wish I was him. |
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