#ReincarnationUlquiorra

[notasliceoflife]

So anyway, I am going to make Ulquiorra in his Reincarnation verse Deaf.

[notasliceoflife]

        He was young when it had started. So young at the time he couldn't even remember when it had even started. As the familiar sting of his mothers hand striking his face pulsed through the left side of his face he cast his emerald green eyes toward the floor briefly before smiling gently at her " It's okay, Mama. I won't do it again. It was only an accident." The child had told her, only for the woman to start yelling about the broken vase not being something he could fix, no matter how 'sorry' he was.

        The boy nodded, the smile falling from his face then before being order to clean his mess up. The woman then turns away and walks out of the room, warning him to remain quiet and in the back rooms, as she always had done. Kneeling down he reached out toward the shards of glass, gripping carelessly at them as he picked them up in his right hand and cupped his left hand out in front of him. Placing several shards into his palm. For the next few minutes he cleaned up the mess and set the shards aside in a storage room.

        Years later the boy had sat in a classroom, the sun outside beaming in through the window to his side. Tapping the eraser of a pencil to his desk he had stared at the sheet laid out in front of him, thinking of the proper answers. But he had no will to write them down. He did not see the point in such a thing. For a long time now he had felt ...empty. Like nothing in life had mattered. Not like it did when he was a kid. Or at least, how he thought it had mattered when he was a kid. He had grown up since then, realizing just how useless all his efforts were.

        However, he eventually started to scribble something down. The least he could do was just get by, the bare minimum. The teenager soon finished with the sheet and stood up, moving to turn it in. A few kids looking up from their own half finished sheets to look at him, someone pelting a piece of paper at the back of his head. Ignoring it he lazily sat the paper on the teachers desk and moved back to his own desk. Staring out of the window beside him for the rest of the period.

        It was August, 1945, The Boy gulped as he walked out of a room into the hallway spotting a few girls his own age. One in particular he had known from school. They hadn't seen him as he neared them. Not until one of the girls had made some joke and turned her head, spotting him as he approached and giving a small 'Oh ?aA?A!?, you are here today.' ...She didn't seem enthused about it. Pausing he blinks and looks over toward them, nodding a little bit at the girls words before telling them he had to drop off some stuff for his mother.

        Then asked if they were having a good day, trying to make idle chit chat. He tried to work up the courage to say something to the girl he had be interest in for some time. But missed his chance as the girls started departing, telling him to enjoy the rest of the peaceful day. The boy watched them leave for a moment before deciding to say something to the girl. Walking after them toward the stairwell they had walked down. He paused however when he heard them whispering about him being a freak. Looking down and seeing all the girls giggling as they went on talking about him being creepy.

        Letting out a hollowed laugh the boy pulled away from the stairs leading down to the bottom floor of the building. Deciding he needed some fresh air elsewhere he walked up the stairs toward the roof instead. Maybe if he stared long enough into the void, he wouldn't feel so terrible all the time.  The boy stepped out into the windy fresh air, enjoying the fact that the air had always seemed better the higher up he got. Walking toward the edge of the building he leaned onto it, looking over the edge and down toward the people. He watched as they walked away, going on about their meaningless lives.

        Soon he would be graduating and continuing life with his own boring life. Just thinking about it had caused him some sort of existential dread. Looking up into the sky he grinned, even if the world around him had sucked, the sky had always seemed perfect over Nagasaki, even if it was raining, even in the night. Even if the war, and all that came with it. A mother that beat him, classmates who mistreated him and an absent father, he knew...one day it would end. All the suffering he was going through, and maybe in another life, he wouldn't be alone. Or maybe he would be happy even if he was.

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        He was alone, but at least he had been content where he was. Not happy. But what was happiness, anyway. Ulquiorra stared up toward the sky over Hueco Mundo, through the white branches of the tree/bush he had been laying in for...he didn't know how long now. Someone was talking to him though. He didn't bother looking over, figuring if he just ignored them long enough they would eventually go away. But they did not, they insisted he had 'helped them. Slowly, green cat like eyes shift to the side, a strange curiosity coming to him " Why do you need my help? What about me makes you think I am of any use to you?" Ulquiorra had asked the man then.

        They had been their so long, the loneliness he had been feeling had started to leave. He didn't know what to think of that. He couldn't close his eyes or block his ears from seeing or hearing the other. So when their face appeared over his face he was forced to look at them. They did not look like the creatures who ate from before. This one had seemed very different from them. Though their was something in their eyes that had made them seem even worse than those creatures.

        His name was Aizen. Ulquiorra had learned when the other told him as he moved to pull himself out of the piles of white branches that had grown into and over him. Blood dripping onto the ground he stood, hollowfied, staring Aizen down with a predatory gaze. The other had given a smug smile toward him however before turning and commanding that he followed. Ulquiorra had obeyed. Even through the pain that would soon follow his decision to help this strange man. Breaking the shell and reforming into the Arrancar he was to become. Not long after he was given his orders to go to a town, there he had seen the orange haired woman for the first time. She didn't seem interesting to him at first.

        But not long after Aizen had ordered him to take her. So he did. Because his Lord had wished it, and he was loyal. While holding her captive however he became intrigued by her 'heart'. She spoke of her friends and of things in such a way that Ulquiorra wanted to know more about it. The heart she displayed reminding him of something he had long forgotten about, that felt like it was just there right on the surface, only..it was behind a padlocked metal door. Unreachable by him

      Ulquirra fought with the one called Ichigo not long after this, eventually coming to a draw, with the other. His body disintegrating to ash, just as he was getting closer to unlocking that door inside of him. His eyes meeting with the woman’s as he asked if she were afraid of him. Then reached out toward her only for his hand to crumble into dust as she reached out for him. It was a familiar feel, his entire body evaporating into nothing. It was probably for the best, that he was nothing. It had felt natural to him. His mind flashing back to August of 1945 as the boy on the roof watched something fall from an airplane that was flying over Nagasaki, followed by a bright light, and then an empty dark nothingness.

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      Scribbling something on the sheet of paper in front of him, Shou grinned a little bit before a paper ball hit him in the head. Looking over the nine year old frowned slightly as another boy made a face at him before saying he always looked sad all the time. Shou gave a small frown at that, the boy laughing and pointing at him before the teacher shouted for them to be quiet and get back to their test. After school Shou was packing up some stuff when a girl came up to his desk and said she didn't think he looked sad, but cute.

      Shou prickled up a bit before stuffing the rest of his school stuff into his backpack and nodding before nervously giving a thanks, hearing a girl laughing and telling the other that she had some guts talking to a 'bird boy'. Shou ignored the rest of what was being said as he rushed out of the class room and into the hall. Rushing out of the building. Before hearing his name getting shouted from the left of him and then something hard hitting his face.

      Falling to the ground he winced. Pushing himself up from the ground a bit he sat on the ground and lift a hand up to his cheek as the boy who had just punched him knelt down and got into his face, poking a finger into his nose and making fun of it for looking funny " Mm. Not as funny as your nose looks..." Shou had muttered, rubbing his hand against the swelling on his face. The kid laughing at his remark before standing and telling him that he would let him get away with it that time but only because he had found Shou to be amusing.

      Shou stood then and rolled his eyes a little bit " Of course. I live to amuse you." He says as he brushes the dirt off of himself and shifts, walking out of the school yard and down the street. Once home he kicked off his shoes at the entry way and stepped inside, seeing his great grandmother smoking in the kitchen " Hello." He says, getting a dirty look from her before his mother popped out from the smiling at him. He gave a smile back toward her " Hello, Mama." Shou greeted and walked toward the kitchen.

      His great grandmother put out her smoke then before commenting that he was too old to continuing to call his mother by 'mama' that he had sounded like a baby. Then brought up her dead son, as she usually did when criticizing him. Shou narrowed his eyes " Great Uncle probably doesn't like that you talk about him so disgustingly. He probably doesn't know what kind of ugly mother he had." Shou commented before being told he should speak more respectfully to his elders. Then calling him ugly looking, just like his great uncle had looked. With the face only a mother could love.

      Shou's mother stepping in then to tell her not to talk to her son like that and that Shou looked perfectly fine the way he was and so did her uncle. Shou didn't stick around for any more of the bickering before walking into the back rooms and sitting down near a storage closet. Pulling out some old shattered pieces of glass that had been stuffed into it, half the pieces mostly put back together. He had been practicing repairing such seemingly repairable things in his spare time, when not having much else to do. The vase he was working on had been forgotten about in the closet that when he had asked his great grandmother about it she told him to toss it in the trash, as she had told her son many years before.

[notasliceoflife]

you have to stay awake.

miscellaneous angst starters.

Dull solid green eyes look over toward the voice. Turning, Shou tried to see what had just hit him. He couldn’t, not at that moment anyway, coughing, blood dripped from his nose. It was hard to breath, what ever had hit him, hit him pretty damn hard. Collapsing a little, he felt someones arms around him, pulling him away. He could hear shouting, the hands around him and grip him tightly, his body being pulled closer to the person that had told him to stay away. He could feel their heart pounding against his back. Their grip suddenly getting tighter as more shouting entered his head, a ripping, tearing gooey sound following afterward. Splatters of red hitting the back of his head before trickling down the front of his pale face. His usually expressionless, dull eyes, widening, pupils shrinking as the mutilated upper half of one of the people he might have considered to be a friend had fallen in front of him. Then he started to fall to the ground himself, hearing the rampage going on around him his vision blurred.

Again the voice spoke to him echoing in his mind, telling him to stay alive. No. This was not the voice of the friend he was currently watch turn an ashen grey color, dead in front of him. Not anymore. Gasping for breath, he continued, focusing on the dead look on the boy in front of his face. He couldn’t understand, no…now he could, this pain that erupted through his chest seeing someone he had cared about dead in front of him. It was a shame he couldn’t express it before they were dead. Another voice came to him, his own, perhaps a bit older, much more deep than his current on. A darkness started to overtake him before the voice commanded him ‘Stay awake, this time, you are strong enough’ his eyes, threatening to roll back into his head quickly moved back to staring in front of him. The voice telling him he had the power, the ability to avenge them, those people he had loved that were suffering, had suffered. Those cold solid green eyes glossing over, watering. Forcing his half broken body up, shaking, Shou looked over.

What he had seen now when he tried to find what had been the cause of the destruction was some nightmarish creature, otherworldly. But in a way it seemed familiar to him. Tears trickled down alongside the blood on his face, dripping off his jaw with his own blood. The voice inside his head commanding he point a finger out toward the quickly moving monster, demanding he lock the beast in one place. It shout at him to move quicker, dropping his head a bit in his exhaustion he shook his head “ I-I can’t…-t-that thing is too fast!” Shou he frowned “ What is…Cer-” A plan suddenly came to mind. Forcing himself up, blood drizzling to the ground below him the teenager stumbled slightly. Closing his eyes he forced the pain away mentally, the best that he could, preparing. Letting out a breath he listens to the creature before taking off toward it as a female classmate let out a horrified scream. Sliding in front of her he pointed at the horrific creature, a green beam of light charging at his fingertip, then a beam shooting out, piercing through the creature in a matter of seconds.

His hand dropped to his side, watching the creature writhe around with half it’s body completely missing. He could only hear the girls voice behind him faintly after that, before the darkness again started to enclose him. The last thing he felt was the girls arms as she grabbed him as he collapsed and her telling him to stay awake. All he could think was ‘why?’. Why had it been so important to be alive. It had never given him anything. He didn’t know what the point of it had been, his best friend was dead, along with half the rest of the class. Shou had never been very fond of life, to begin with. So he let the darkness consume him. For what felt like an eternity it stay that way, dark. Though he wasn’t scared of it, he found the solitude and loneliness of the empty void comforting. Almost like a long lost friend. Laying on his back in the darkness, his eyes shut, almost feeling like he had been floating on nothing, Shou had made no attempt to leave. To him there didn’t seem to be any point to it. He didn’t know how long he had stayed like this before eventually something had made itself known.

There, in the darkness a man in white with a strange bone mask on the side of their head had appeared, his eyes opening then, looking over toward the presence of Ulquiorra. The same solid green, empty gaze he held, staring back at him. Shout shift, sitting up and looked toward the Arrancar. It was him, or someone he was in the past. He could tell that much. As the man had moved in closer to him he watched carefully as they moved to within a few inches of him before speaking to him. The strange looking being told him it was too early for him to give up and die. That he had still needed to go back and learn how to be human. Though Shou couldn’t say Ulquiorra seemed very into the idea over all, himself “ Why? If I die. Won’t my human suffering finally end?” He frowns a little, thinking back to the massacre “ I don’t want to go back, to that-” He was cut off when Ulquiorra gave him a quick, calculating ‘You will.’ Shou’s eyes narrowed, then he turned his head away “ What if I can’t…be like them. What if reincarnating was pointless.”

Ulquiorra glances to one side, thinking, before looking back toward the other “ Because, that’s what it is all for. I had learned, while I was coming up with you. Little by little, we will chip away at the emptiness. We will find out what it means to have have a heart. You have.” The Arrancar lift a hand up then, bringing his fingers to Shou’s skull “ The brain and the heart.” His fingers pressed to Shou’s chest. Dropping his arm away then he stares at Shou “ And the bonds that made you want to protect your classmates, to avenge your friends. You have the freedom, to be more than a tool. So you must go back. You will learn more, even if you do not feel like you are.” The heartless creature stepped back then, turning before tucking his hands into the slits on his pants, Shou could tell this was Ulquiorra’s way of showing his anxiousness. Ulquiorra then turns and starts to head back toward the darkness “ I’ll teach how to use your powers, as you rest. So that you may continue to learn how to be human, for us.” The Arrancar then completely disappeared into the darkness.

Shou woke up in a hospital bed some time later, wincing as the bright sunlight from a nearby window struck him. Lifting up an arm he covered his eyes for a moment. Though heard a little excited squeal from a white haired girl sitting beside his bed. As she shouted at his name and leaned in to wrap her arms around him. Shou winced, before she pulls away and apologized “How long was I out?” The teen had asked of her then before she answered that it had been about four weeks he had been in the hospital. She was clearly holding back her sadness at what had happened. Turning his head away he looked at the wall and listened to her explain some of the heavier parts of what had happened. It truly had been a massacre, and a hellish one at that. When she moved her chair around to the other side of the bed to make him pay attention to her he decided he would “ So, I missed most of the funerals.” The girl nodded before biting on her bottom lip and leaning in, her hand moving to place over his as she thanked him for saving her, despite his injuries. She then sat up and gave him a kiss on the forehead before turning and saying it was late and that she would come to talk to him the next day, even if he had been unconscious again. She then confessed that she had been doing that for the last four weeks, hoping her words would help him come back.

It was a shame he really couldn’t remember anything she had told him, Shou had thought as he turned his head to watch her leave. Blinking, then, he let out a breath before the pain in his chest swelled up once more, lifting his hands up to his eyes he covered them attempting to hide or stop the tears that flowed over and down the sides of his face. Images of all his dead classmates flashing through his mind. Smiles he would never see again. Lingering on the memory of one of his best friends he broke a little more, his body shuttering. He had never before felt this sad or angry before in his life. But that’s all that he could feel in that moment, is sadness and anger washing over every part of him. He felt almost like a little kid. Not how he had remembered when he was a little kid, always calm, cool, collected. Always 'Yes mama. No mama…Okay papa.’ following the rules, never stepping out of line, sticking with the path in front of him and staying out of drama. But he had no way to deflect this, this utter heart breaking loss, and the feelings that came with never seeing those he had come to care about, again.

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Muse Favorites

Food

Favorite fast food restaurant? Marrybrown Favorite ice cream flavor? Lemon custard ice cream Favorite chocolate candy? Perky Nana Cadbury Favorite fruity candy? Koppers Swiss Petite Fruits Candy Favorite flavor Starburst? Royal Berry Punch Flavored Favorite dish at Olive Garden? Cheese Sticks Favorite kind of sushi? Sea Roll Favorite Asian dish? Raita and Pasanda Paneer Favorite Italian dish? Panigaccio and Biscuit Tortoni Favorite food of all time? French Onion Soup Favorite way to cook a steak? Wine soaked/Fried Favorite pasta dish? Rosto Favorite cookie? Biscotti Favorite fast food French fries? Burger Baron Favorite cereal? Frosted Flakes Chocolate  Favorite breakfast food? Bagel and cream Cheese  Favorite pizza toppings? Cheese and Roast Cauliflower Favorite fruit? Grape Fruit Favorite vegetable? Sweet Potato Favorite dessert? Key lime pie Favorite comfort food? Tacos Favorite way to eat bacon?  Chewy Favorite thing at a buffet? Seafood Favorite pumpkin-flavored treat?  Werthers Original Favorite dish at Thanksgiving? Pecan pie Favorite cake? Three chocolates cake  Favorite ice cream sundae toppings? Shredded coconut Favorite thing to cook? Spicy Pasta Salad with Smoked Gouda, Tomatoes, and Basil Favorite soda? Ginger Ale Favorite alcoholic drink? Tonto Favorite drink at Starbucks? Honey Citrus Mint Tea  Favorite flavor coffee? Cocoa Mocha Twist 

Television and Movies

Favorite 80’s movie? The Dead Zone Favorite Harry Potter movie? Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets Favorite Hobbit from the Lord of the Rings? Frodo Baggins Favorite Simpson’s character? Sideshow Bob Favorite cartoon cat? Grimmjow! Claude Cat Favorite TV sitcom? The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air Favorite cartoon? Crayon Shin-chan/ Sonic Underground Favorite scary movie? Lake Placid Favorite funny movie? For Heaven's Sake Favorite celebrity? Johnny Depp Favorite South Park character? Tweek Tweak Favorite chick flick? Moulin Rouge! Favorite Pixar movie? Brave Favorite Family Guy character? Chris Griffin Favorite Leonardo Dicaprio movie? What's Eating Gilbert Grape Favorite actress over 50? Sharon Stone Favorite Marvel movie? Captain America: Civil War Favorite TV show? Dexter  Favorite cancelled TV series? Black Sails Favorite show on the Discovery Channel? Time Warp Favorite classic movie? Nosferatu

Music Favorite Beatles song? Matchbox Favorite string instrument? Kulcapi Karo Favorite instrument? E♭ clarinet Favorite band or music artist? Janis Joplin Favorite music genre? Acid Breaks Favorite style of dance? Samba  Favorite boy band? Shinee  Favorite disco song? Touch Me Baby - Ultimate Favorite 80’s song? Eddie Money- Take me home tonight Favorite cover song? Smells Like Teen Spirit – Paul Anka (Nirvana) Favorite one-hit wonder? Wheatus – Teenage Dirtbag Favorite song you’re embarrassed to like? A Thousand Years - Christina Perri Favorite foreign band/artist? Christian Bautista

Travel and Recreation

Favorite state you’ve visited? Osaka(Kansai region)/Georgia Favorite country you want to visit? Sweden Favorite thing about America? Vast openness with nothing around for miles. Favorite kind of vacation? To the middle of no where, alone. Favorite car? Lobini Favorite road to drive on? The Sidewalk. Favorite way to travel? Garganta Favorite beach? Bleach. Favorite place to go with family? Favorite vacation you’ve taken? Favorite fictional place you’d want to visit? Favorite ride at a carnival? Troika Favorite thing to do at the beach? Bring some board games Favorite rollercoaster? Top Thrill Dragster Favorite theme park? Family Kingdom Amusement Park, Myrtle Beach Favorite thing about traveling?

Nature and Animals

Favorite dinosaur? Argentinosaurus  Favorite breed of dog? Icelandic Sheepdog Favorite season? Fall/Autumn Favorite flower? Bird of Paradise flower Favorite animal at the zoo? Porpoise Favorite type of bear? Polar Bear Favorite natural disaster? Sinkholes Favorite reptile? Murray River Turtle Favorite animal? Addax Favorite bird? Anseriformes Favorite thing in the sky? The Moon/The pitch black sky at night Favorite thing about a rainy day? The way the air smells wet dirt Favorite sea creature? Sea Urchin Favorite color rose? Burgundy Favorite small mammal? Arizona Gray Squirrel Favorite big cat? Mountain Lion Favorite thing about spring? Greek Mythology: Return of Persephone. Favorite wild animal you’d like as a pet? Bat

Sports

Favorite sport? Judo Favorite extreme sport you’re too scared to do? Favorite Olympic sport? Favorite football team? Favorite basketball team? Favorite hockey team? Favorite baseball team? Favorite sport to play? Favorite winter sport? Favorite sport you wish you were a pro at? Favorite professional athlete? Favorite sport to watch in person?

Childhood

Favorite nursery rhyme? Three Wise Men of Gotham Favorite childhood memory? Favorite board game? Chess Favorite children’s show? Favorite toy as a child? Favorite teacher? Favorite thing about school? Favorite age? Favorite Christmas present? Favorite Dr. Seuss book? Oh Say Can You Say? Favorite Halloween costume you’ve worn? Favorite lunchbox snack? Favorite Winnie the Pooh character? Owl Favorite thing to do during recess? Favorite superhero? Toyman (Hiro Okamura) Favorite video game? The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Seasons Favorite color Power Ranger? Black Ranger Favorite fairy tale? Murder Will Out  Favorite game to play outside?

Fashion and Beauty

Favorite department store? Favorite place to shop? Favorite store in the mall? Favorite perfume/cologne? Favorite hair color? Favorite makeup you can’t live without? Favorite shoes? Favorite occasion to dress up for? Favorite hairstyle? Favorite outfit you have? Favorite soap scent? Favorite article of clothing? Favorite place for a piercing? Favorite piece of jewelry? Favorite thing to wear to bed? Favorite luxury brand?

Random

Favorite brand of toilet paper? Favorite candle scent? Favorite extracurricular activity? Favorite day of the week? Favorite holiday? Favorite website? Favorite way to communicate? Favorite Youtube video? Favorite kind of house? Favorite car color? Favorite baby boy name? Favorite baby girl name? Favorite thing to do when you’re sick? Favorite person you’ve never met? Favorite question you’ve answered so far? Favorite thing you’ve done in the last 24 hours? Favorite place to meet up with friends? Favorite hobby? Favorite way to cheer you up? Favorite thing to look forward to? Favorite kind of gift to receive? Favorite crafty thing to make? Favorite way to relax?

[notasliceoflife]

Name: Shou Aikyo

Meaning of Name:   Shou (Soar) Aikyo (Love/Respect) Nickname(s):  

Age:  7-17

Birthday:  December 1

Species/Nationality:  Human/Japanese/European

Language spoken:  Japanese/English

Powers:  Cero, 

Pet:  Rat Terrier named Chestnut

Illness/Allergies: Narcissistic Personality Disorder, Low Empathy,

Occupation:  Student

Faceclaim:  Ulquiorra Cifer, lol, Kim Min jae, Yuki Furukawa, Kim Min Seok, Jung Jaewon, Hero Fiennes-Tiffin

Description:  Has mid length black and white hair, the right side remaining entirely black while the left side is mostly black with white ‘horn’ like spiked hair. Bright turquoise green eyes. Almost too pale peachy skin.  Two skin marking under his eyes, of a slightly darker shade than the rest of him.

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Height:  5′6″

Weight: 121

Body Build:  Lean

Backstory/Background:

Past

After Ulquiorra is reborn, he is reborn into a moderately well off family. He however spends most of his life not getting the love an affection a child would need to adjust as normally to the world. His mother and father spent much of their time at work and would often tend to their son, Shou’s needs by buying him things or hiring help to take care of him.  Growing up this way has made him a little more than just a bit narcissistic. Though he is often quiet and contemplative more than outwardly concerned with the others around him directly. Even as a small child this had made many children find him to be strange. However this did not prevent Shou from finding friends, of course.

Present

As a high school student Shou attends school at Karakura, which is quite a bit away from where he was born. His parents having moved there residents there when he had turned twelve. After moving there Shou found it a bit harder to make friends with most of the students who had already known each other for some time. Over the next few years Shou grew more into himself and embraced his more narcissistic tendencies. It often tends to show him as being an asshole to most people, and in most peoples opinions.

Future

Probably dead. lol.

(Work In Progress)

Personality: Sagittarius, ISTJ-A, Slytherin, Wampus, Black Mamba, 1w9, The Reformer, The Peacemaker

Relaxed, Intuitive, Strong, Thorough, Neat, Orderly, Contemplative, Fair, Tolerant, Meticulous, Insightful, Private, Strict, Impassive, Unaggressive, Stubborn, Quiet, Unambitious, Invisible, Surprising, Undemanding, Casual, Self centered, Unemotional, Pedantic, Insulting, Inconsiderate, Cruel, Dull, Regimental, Misguided, Condemnatory, Amoral

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