White Hair Don't Care Association[White hair only] Aug 13, 2013 11:08:21 GMT -5
Post by Jin Hoshigawa on Aug 13, 2013 11:08:21 GMT -5
There was an eerie silence in the building. Jin had opened an organization, an organization that was tired of being oppressed, an organization that wanted the same rights as the others. He wanted to be who he wanted, and not have to feel shame because of it. He was of course talking about the "White hair, Don't care" organization. This org was created by Jin Hoshigawa to give comfort to the other white haired members of soul society that felt like they were being bullied for being different.
Yet, no one had shown up. He knew he sent the hell butterfly, but if he needed to drag everyone here, he would. He had his first target in mind; a young shinigami that was being oppressed by his fellow shinigami. He wasn't going to stand for it. He stood up, holding a hell butterfly and speaking softly into it. "So, each one of you white haired shinigami...silver too, it's close enough...Come to the meeting. I know you're being oppressed by your fellow shinigami. if I need to drag you to your healing, I will!" Finally finished with his healing speech, Jin sent the butterfly off to each candidate. Except one.
Shiro was his first target, and Jin was just going to grab him and bring him here. He didn't need to send him a hell butterfly...not to mention he might try to hide from his healing. After exiting the doorway, Jin shunpoed quickly. He needed to get to his friends, he needed to save them from their sadness. Grinning wildly as he entered the gates to the thirteen division, a wild laughter left his lips. "Oh Shirooooo~ I know you're here!" Pin pointing his location, Jin shunpoed beside the young shinigami.
"I know you're sad...come with me and join the "White hair, Don't Care Association." Jin's eye twitched as his little friend refused. "Don't let their oppression get you down. Fight it. Come heeeeeaaaaaalllll." Grabbing the young man wasn't an issue, and in one fell swoop he picked him up, plopped him onto his shoulder, and shunpoed away toward the Association Barracks. "Good lad...now, tell me how they oppressed you!"