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Post by Radek Eckhard on Oct 31, 2013 13:58:50 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive!
So this was the life of a guardian. Most of the time he just sat around and didn't do a whole lot. It was a lot like his normal life except he had only a cellphone and a camera to amuse himself. He never thought he would miss a laptop so much, even if he made every laptop ever a piece of shit with viruses. How he got those viruses was just not important at all. Nobody needed to be that fucking nosey anyway. It wasn't like it was their computer. At least not yet.
It turned out that he wasn't going to be allowed to get any mail, because the people in the Vatican were stupid or something. With his work, he didn't really keep money in the bank, so he always had to pay his phone bill with a nice bundle of cash, a bundle of cash he didn't have access to at that moment. This meant his last connection to the world outside of God and priests was dead, no longer to bring him secret dirty fun! It was horrible. He had spent a whole day in that situation, and by the end of the twenty-third hour he had already taken pictures of every inch of the walls in his room, the floor, about fifty selfies, and of course secret photos of people he could get a picture of from his window. As the clock hit the twenty-four hour mark, Radek just decided this was too unbearable. He was getting out and finding... something to do.
He had been there long enough to be deemed not a flight risk. Where they expected him to go at all was beyond him. He had no money with him. Whatever was in their weird catholic heads was gone, because he just strolled right out of that joint with a pimpin' stride that was probably way too white for him to be as proud as he was. He tried. That was the important part. It was of course made worse by the clothes he had been given. He had some snooty as fuck polo on and like... dark dressy looking pants. His shoes were just... disgustingly classy, all black and shiny. As soon as he got a good way away from the Vatican where there were bound to be fashion spies, he kicked those awful shoes of, not even disturbed by the fact that one wound up in the street and was quickly run over. In fact, he removed his shirt and threw it right at the same shoe, hoping both could get destroyed sooner or later. It was great to be free of what he could afford. The pants weren't so bad now that he was half naked. He just looked like a classy hobo. A classy, two armed hobo. That was something he was glad he could say again.
There was one really big problem about his entire plan of exploring Rome as a half naked, classy hobo. He had no idea what anything said, and any place he tried to enter he had to leave immediately. He wasn't sure what was being shouted at him each time, but by the way his got slapped in the chest he was pretty sure it was due to his shirtlessness. Honestly people should have just appreciated the view. Rome was a fucking romantic place! Shirtless men should have been way more appreciated. Now he was just left to walk around Rome bearing an oddly hand shaped red mark on his chest. This was just no fun at all.
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Post by Kei Amateratsu on Nov 2, 2013 10:45:36 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; height: 400px; background-color: #000000;][atrb=Valign,top] I've got troubled thoughts And a self esteem to match
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STATS: han: 15 rei: 17 hak: 20 sei: 16 buk: 19 hoh: 18
Not wearing a costume every day was taking a toll on Kei. He didn't care if people judged him for his crazy choices of apparel, but he didn't want to be seen wearing the same thing twice. It seemed like he was running low on things to wear. He had only one costume left, which he intended to wear on a special occasion, so he seemed to be stuck with his average outfit. At least it wasn't considered average to those around him, so that was good in a way. Although Kei would miss being stared at as if he were crazy. He sighed and gave up.. There wasn't a point in thinking about what he couldn't do and what couldn't happen. He just needed to make sure it could happen again.
Kei ventured his way into the outside world, trying to not stick out as much as possible. He usually got odd stares and awkward glances, but today it was different. He looked around to see what the problem was, hoping it wasn't anything too drastic, but found nothing. At first, anyway. He overheard a store owner screaming something in Italian, and glanced over to the cause of it. Surprisingly there was a half naked guy coming out of said store. Kei was baffled, but found this man lucky. He was so close to the costume shop, so he had no need to be half naked any more!
Kei ran to it, quickly trying to find something that looked like it would fit the man, and bought it. He wasn't even going to question his own decisions when he realized he bought a school girl outfit, of all the things he could've gotten instead. What was important was getting this man some clothes!... not the type of clothes.
Kei made his way back outside, checking to see if the man got far. He didn't, which was lucky on both their parts. He ran over to the shirtless man, standing in front of him to make sure he didn't travel any further. Then Kei saluted, and held the bag out in front of him. "You don't have to be half naked anymore. It's a full outfit.. and comes with shoes and socks as well!" Kei smiled, showing sincerity in his gift. He was sure this man would love it. |
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Nov 3, 2013 13:48:14 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive!
Along with the fact that he couldn't go inside of any shop or restaurant, there was the fact that it was getting late in the year. This made it a bit too cold for Radek's tastes had he been fully clothed. Being half naked only left him more cold. He looked down and his toenails were already turning purple like they always did for some reason. His feet looked so dead when they got like that, and in return he made a cringing face, sighing out heavily. He was really getting cold being out here. He really hated the cold. He let out a whine. People in Rome were so mean.
Just as he had that thought though, a man came running up to him. Radek noted the bag and how happy the man looked. Maybe he had spoken too soon. He didn't question the salute he was given. He knew people were fucking crazy. There was never a need to know just what kind of crazy they were. Besides his words caught Radek's attention a lot more than some weird gesture. The man had gotten him some clothes, proving that at least one person in Rome wasn't a terrible, cruel, middle aged woman. Radek's face lit up at the realization. "You'ah fah too kind" he smiled to the man, taking the back. His face froze a bit when he looked inside though. Well.. he hadn't been expecting to see a skirt and heels in there. There were socks though, and his feet were so cold. It would be rude to just take one thing. Not to mention it might not have been the first time he was presented with a skirt to wear. If fat men could pull them off with beauty, Radek was pretty sure he could be an excellent trap. He had seen it done in all kinds of mangas! He couldn't be that opposed. "Well. I will just..." he paused, getting the full mindset and determination he need. "I'll just go put this on"
Radek looked around, spotting a small alley just to his right. He darted over to it immediately, setting the bag down on the ground. Getting undressed took all of four seconds. The pants were awful to wear so he was glad to be rid of them. The first thing he put on were those warm stocking socks. God, they were just glorious too, already starting to warm up his achingly cold feet. He just YOLOed it out, pulling the skirt on next, getting it over with. It only took him another moment to get dressed. hen he realized that he still probably looked like a guy in a skirt. He needed something else. That's when he realized he just needed a cute hair style.
Grabbing his camera and his cigarettes and light from those awful pants, he darted out of the alley, moving surprisingly well for wearing heels. Details did not need to be gone over about how that was possible. "'Ey, you don't happen ta have and hayah ties oah clips do ya....?" He realized he didn't even ask this man's name. Did he just put on a school girl outfit for a complete stranger? Again Radek decided details were just not important. They were started to make him sound like a cross dressing prostitute. "I'm sorry. I didn't catch yoah name" he laughed nervously, a bit embarrassed by that fact. "I'm Radek" he offered his hand out for a handshake, a manly handshake. He was manly, and not a cross dressing prostitute. He was starting to think he may have been overcompensating at this point. Fuck it. He would just be whatever at this point. He feet were so fucking warm.
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Post by Kei Amateratsu on Nov 24, 2013 13:34:27 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; height: 400px; background-color: #000000;][atrb=Valign,top] I've got troubled thoughts And a self esteem to match
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STATS: han: 15 rei: 17 hak: 20 sei: 16 buk: 19 hoh: 18
Just as he predicted! This guy loved it! Kei was happy to see him eager to change into the nice schoolgirl outfit! And without any objections, too! Why can't more people be like this man?! Almost anyone else would've smacked Kei in the face for offering such a gift to them! Although, he was a bit upset with how much he rushed getting the outfit for him. He forgot the most important parts! The accessories! How could he forget such a thing?! This news was only more apparent when the guy asked for hair-clips. Kei knew he should of put more thought into it. Although it didn't seem to be that bad on the other end. The man introduced himself. That was always a good sign of not hating someone, so Kei was going to not mention his forgetfulness.
"Kei!" He took a bow during his introduction, not wanting to ignore his gentlemanly nature even for a moment. Though he didn't know how eager this guy would be to follow a stranger who gave him female attire. He could only take a chance and hope that Radek would be very eager to do so. "I don't have any accessories currently, but could you follow me to the costume shop I just purchased that from? I will gladly buy you some! I need to head back there anyway. I forgot my own outfit." Kei smiled and turned, beginning his fairly short journey to the place.
"If I may ask... Why were you even half naked?" Kei wasn't sure if he wanted to know, but there was always a small curious aspect to him. Perhaps Radek was in trouble and Kei was the only one who could save him! If that were the case, he'd need to buy him a princess dress instead. Being the damsel in distress as a school girl didn't seem right. "Are you in any amount of.. danger, by any chance?" Kei was very curious. There was no logical reason for a man to be strolling around in the cold while half naked. There wasn't a logical reason behind it... Well, that he could think of at least.
Kei arrived at the costume shop, going in and going straight to the section with clothing. "Pick whatever you want!" He called out to Radek, assuming he'd choose only one or two things. Kei then went to the costume area. He knew what he wanted already. Kei chose a very strange bondage outfit, with the strange part being that it was white leather instead of black. He didn't care how weird it seemed, either. He was going to wear the hell out of it. Tight pants, a collar attached to a gag, and sleeves meant to bind one's arms. Who couldn't love something that looked like that? It was majestic! Kei then skipped over to Radek, happy to have something new to wear. "Find anything strange?" He wanted to make sure the man was completely satisfied before they parted ways. He couldn't leave anyone while they were unhappy! |
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Post by Radek Eckhard on Nov 25, 2013 14:37:13 GMT -5
Between the Good and Bad +''Is Where You'llFind Me But I know theres a Reason I'm Alive!
Of course the man had nothing for Radek to fix his hair with. He ran his hand back through his gorgeous flaming locks, sighing softly. Then it hit him that he was way too disappointed about that kind of thing. He lowered his hand instantly to his hip, and then he removed it from there and just let it hang at his side. Sometimes it was really a good thing he was gay as fuck. There was no other way he could ever get away with some of the things he did, like willingly wearing that school girl out and rocking it like a champ. It was true that he was just that naturally fabulous, but the gay thing helped... a lot.
His hopes were raised back up when the man said he had to go back to the store he had randomly got Radek clothes from. He decided not to think on how creepy that was, or the fact that the man was going to get his own costume. He didn't need to know the weird crowd he was getting into. He was sure it would make it into the top five list of weirdest shit he'd ever gotten involved with. He decided it was best to focus on the positive that he was going to be able to do his hair. Again, it was really a good thing he was a raging homo. He just went along with the man, crossing the street as he brushed his hair with his fingers. When that was all done he got a cigarette from his pack, about to light it when Kei asked the question Radek hadn't even thought about. He had been thinking the blue haired man was a creeper when he was the one walking around with only his pants on. That made his pause, forgetting about lighting the cigarette. "I didn't like what I had on" he answered after a moment, not wanting to go into details about the evil polo the crazy church had given him.
They entered the shop after that, and he got a nasty look from some one. Radek was prepared to get kicked out again, then the person just pointed to his lips. He realized he had walked in with the cigarette poking out of his mouth. Apparently it was bad to have a cigarette in a shop filled with thousands of dollars of very flammable merchandise. Who would have known. He made a pouting face as he stuff the cigarette back into the pack, though he wasn't really sure where to put them. This outfit didn't have manly man pockets. So that was what purses were all about? They weren't just accessories. They had true purpose. Kei told him to get what he wanted. True, he had come in for his hair alone, but this was an emergency. His hand was getting awfully tired, or something.
By the time Kei got back, Radek had his hair done. It was somewhat simple, a nice pony tail with a flew cute clips on his left side. On the right his hair hung down into his face. He had removed his eye patch, noting it didn't fit his outfit at all. He still had keep his fucked up eye lid covered, and that was there his fabulous hair came in. Not only did he have his hair done, but he had also gotten some help from the same meanie that made him put his cigarette away. She had put some light make up on him for entirely free, that or it was the only price she knew how to say in English. It was nothing more than some foundation and some eyeliner, but Radek thought he looked pretty damn pretty. It was all finished off with a small clutch and a chain to hold it up. The tragedy of holding all of his belongings was fixed!
He was placing his bangs in just the right place when Kei came back. He could only stare when he laid eyes on the man. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of his... outfit. Radek knew he shouldn't have really been surprised, but then again, that was still a bit much. After a moment he got over the initial weirdness, just raising his a bit, giving the man the thumbs up sign, forcing a supportive smile onto his face. It was the least he could do right? His feet were certainly thankful enough for one smile
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