Mutated Starfish from Hell—-I mean, Hojo’s Laboratory

*currently working on concept art of how Rosso’s body works and the regenerative percentage rate of the tissue.  (Basically throw a bomb at her and watch everything grow back within the next twenty minutes.  The latest amount of time would be a week.)*

Basically one hell of a chore to kill as I remember its purpose.  Although typically, all that need be done to ensure she does not survive would be to sever her head.  Body can’t function correctly without a brain to direct its actions.

(Source: rossothecrimsontsviet)

In which I remember things like comparing Rosso to a mutated Starfish….and immediately go to find the post related to such a subject.

My, my, Miss Alyssa Zaidelle claims that the Academy’s theme rivals that of the Turks

turk-with-sunglasses:

fuckyeahfinalfantasymusic:

Any Turks wish to refute that?

candyapplehairandgemstoneeyes:

rosso-the-crimson-tsviet:

candyapplehairandgemstoneeyes:

rosso-the-crimson-tsviet started following you

“Hello. Rosso.”

“Why hello….~ How are your days faring you SOLDIER?”

“Former SOLDIER, you know that Rosso. And they aren’t going so well. I know you’re quite aware of that as well. How are yours my little psychopath?”

“I’m always aware darling.  Mm… well, they have been rather dull; especially without the daily blood-sating I used to relish within the confines of Deepground.”

Alright, I’m frolicking off to do some research and finish up work on a master-list I’ve been toying with for a while now.  Kinda buried in the creation of the rules page really.  I’m trying to make the group friendly and family oriented; as a group should always be.  Hopefully it proves successful. 

candyapplehairandgemstoneeyes:

rosso-the-crimson-tsviet started following you

“Hello. Rosso.”

“Why hello….~ How are your days faring you SOLDIER?”

harlequin-horror:

REDUCED?! Why aren’t you humming this everyday?!

Well it’s not the kind of song I would hum when typing up a response as Rosso.  :l I’m usually humming the pan’s labyrinth tune or listening to ‘let the bodies hit the floor.’

(Source: rosso-the-crimson-tsviet)