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Post by Kei Amateratsu on Nov 25, 2013 19:06:50 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
WORDS: 489 STATS: han: 15 rei: 17 hak: 20 sei: 16 buk: 19 hoh: 18
Kei wasn't sure what the hell was even going on, or where he was at. There were times where he was certain he had passed by the same flying zebra cow three times already. He wished he didn't even go to whatever party he was randomly invited to. He just liked it because it was a costume party, but all the food there made his head feel strange. And not in the 'I need to go to sleep' kind of strange, either. He knew he was high, but not sure what the hell it was he took. All he knew was that he needed to get back to his hotel room and be alone. That was the best way to go through times like this. Or at least it was the best to him. He didn't want anyone getting hurt while he was on.. whatever it was.
Sadly, there was no telling where the fuck his hotel room was. Perhaps this was a test. He knew he wasn't doing much within the Consecro. Maybe Ania was testing him. Seeing if he was really worthy of being an Obelisk! He was going to prove that he was! Luckily, he had his scarf with him, so if he ran into actual trouble while going through this obstacle course he could use it! But, until then, he had to use his prob guitar and the clothing.. perhaps lack of clothing. He was sure he needed to change. Prancing around in a shirt that barely covered his midriff in the dead of night didn't seem very sm This was a survival test! He was going to survive!
Sadly, survival became the least of his concerns. The fun rainbow land had quickly turned into a crazily small obstacle course. He couldn't do any part of it. It was far too tiny! What in the world happened?! Kei was a bit disappointed. He couldn't complete the task.. He sighed and turned away from the tiny world, only to get booed by the small audience. They desperately wanted the show to go on, but Kei didn't want to do it. He ran into what he assumed was the closest shed, having to break the door's locks to get inside, and hid in a small enclosed space, separating him from the tiny outside world! What he didn't know was that he was actually hiding in the closet of a random house. He didn't know the people who lived there, and he was sure he story would raise very strong questions, but he stayed anyway. Even as the shiny bright world faded into reality. He stayed, deeming it the perfect place to settle down for the night, now matter how strange that was considered. Kei just hoped he wasn't caught so he could sneak out during the day. No one needed to know about this. |
BASICALLY, He's high and hiding in a closet. He broke the locks and stuff. You really don't have to read it XD
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Post by Yuu Katsumi on Nov 25, 2013 20:31:10 GMT -5
I hate to disappoint These are the colors I see
Life had gotten dreadfully boring lately. Yuu would never admit it to the togabito, but he almost missed crazy dates and the insane destinations Kaito had brought him to during his sleep. Okay, he could go without Hell as a hot place for a hot date. Now though, he just woke up in his bed every morning, walking out of his room and finding nothing but his apartment just the way he left it. It was rather.... dull. He never knew where Kaito went, and he didn't exactly try to figure it out either. What did he care? He didn't care about things like people and useless things like that, including pretty, blue haired, spontaneous, mentally ill togabito. Actually, Yuu never confirmed that Kaito was mentally ill, but it seemed obvious to him.
It was another boring day, as per usual. Yuu was pretty sure he hadn't even talked to anybody. He only had a couple of classes, and they were filled with people he found stupid and annoying. Instead of dealing with them, he went for coffee, and by coffee he meant some chocolate, creaming, whipped cream, caramel and chocolate sauce covered cup of something that had no official name except for 'the thing that cute blue haired guy gets'. It was a good enough name for him to deal with. With that wonderful cup of magic finished off, Yuu headed home. He had nothing to do out in town, and nothing to do in particular at home aside from some assignments, assignments he wasn't go to do. Had he always been so dreadfully plain? The answer was yes, but Yuu didn't tell himself that.
When he reached his apartment he started to unlock the door, but then it came to his attention that it was already unlocked. Instantly he was on full alert, meaning he looked halfway awake, which was about what he was. Putting his key back into his pocket, he walked inside, kicking the door shut behind him. Crimson eyes looked around as he slipped his backpack off, not spotting anything out of the ordinary. He could sense something though. He reached to his dropped bag, picking up his sword that hung off the side of it, and no, no one needed to question why he carried it with him like that all of the time. Sword in hand, he made his way to his bedroom, peeking inside. Still he didn't see anything which was strange. That was the place where he sensed whatever was currently hanging out in his apartment.
Seeing nothing, he flipped the light switch, filling the room with light, like a light switch usually did. He noticed that his closet door was slightly opened. So that's where the... whatever was. He inched closer to it, unsheathing his blade as he did so. He didn't give any warning before he stabbed it through the wood, the blade vibrating quickly, making an all new kind of glory hole. He didn't really aim it, so it could have hit or missed or grazed or all kinds of great things. Yuu didn't really care which it was. He was just trying to scare the intruder out of his closet.
Words536 ||Notes: -- Stats:HAN: 8 REI: 7 HAK: 13 SEI: 6 BUK: 13 HOH: 13
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Post by Kei Amateratsu on Nov 25, 2013 21:39:01 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
WORDS: 441 STATS: han: 15 rei: 17 hak: 20 sei: 16 buk: 19 hoh: 18
Kei just about dozed off when he heard a door slam. He had to make sure to not be loud, but that was kind of hard. Kei was more than just bored, and he desperately wanted to make a closet joke, but there was no one around to laugh at it, so that would be kind of pointless. Luckily he was able to peer through the crack of the closet door to see what was going on in the outside world. Apparently not much was. Only for a second, though. Light flooded the room, causing irritation as his eyes adjusted. There was someone in there, now.
Kei backed away to the back of the closet, hiding in the corner of it. It wasn't that far back, though. He had a guitar on his back that was preventing him from such free movements. He could still see out of the door, just barely making out the figure of someone smaller than him. He decided to try to sense them, He seemed to be holding something, which he stabbed through the closet door. Kei's jaw dropped at the attempted murder. He burst through the closet doors, breaking them and knocking them to the floor. Everything inside his mind told him to make a joke about coming out of the closet, but he decided that it wasn't the time. He'd make that joke later on to someone who he actually knew.
"Attempted murder was uncalled for!" Kei screamed at the kid who tried killing him. What was this guy's problem? Seriously! Kei wasn't high enough for this shit, and just the near death experience was killing all that was left, bringing his head back all the way down to reality. This kid just tried to kill him. He had half the mind to bring him down to his headquarters and give him a severe punishment. Then it struck him... This kid was probably very pissed. He just found a man hiding in his closet. But, still.. Stabbing someone. He needed to chill out. Kei patted himself down, looking for his stash. He knew he had it somewhere on him but his pants had more than five pockets and his shirt was pretty nonexistent. Then it hit him! He was sure he had something in his guitar! It was stuff for when he really felt like having a party, but it was still something. Kei pulled out a small bag filled with a while crystalline powder and held it out in his hand towards the kid "Want some PCP?" He knew kids liked drugs, so perhaps that could be a peace offering.
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Post by Yuu Katsumi on Nov 25, 2013 22:14:40 GMT -5
I hate to disappoint These are the colors I see
Just as soon as he stabbed into his closet, the target came flying out of there, effectively fucking up the doors even more. Well, that was just awesome. Yuu shook the door off of his sword, resheathing the blade with care. With that he slung it over his shoulder to rest, knowing he could draw it again quickly if he needed to do so to cut the intruder to pieces. Speaking of the intruder, Yuu finally looked at him. His mind came to a halt when he did though. What the fuck was this madness? He looked just like... Yuu shook the thought away before it even surfaced. He was pretty sure he was just looking for things that weren't there. That togabito couldn't possibly have a double that acted just as weird as he did.
Yuu got a good earful about attempted murder. He just rolled his eyes in return, walking over to his desk and taking a seat in his cool, black swivel chair. He hadn't attempted to kill anyone. The only real victim here was his closet that had its face blown out by this weird guy. Clearly Yuu wasn't that apologetic about any of this. Would he really be Yuu Katsumi if he knew how to be sorry? He didn't think so. Yuu was very content sitting there, staring at the man with a princely, dull look on his face.
Then the man took things a step further. It made sense that he had drugs. Even for freaks, hiding in closets wasn't exactly normal. He must have been as high as a kite when he broke into Yuu's apartment and wandered into his closet like it was his home or something. Just because this guy was a druggie didn't mean Yuu had to be. "Not interested" he stated in that always calm, uncaring tone, his eyes half lidded and looking not all that impressed by the drugs being held out to him. It was a wonder they didn't cower in their shame under his harsh glance. They needed to wallow in their sorrows and think about what they did. Before that though, Yuu had some business to take care of.
"You want to tell me what you're doing in my home?" he questioned, tilting his head slightly. He set his katana down, letting it lean on his chair. In the meantime, Yuu crossed his arms over his chest. He waited for an answer, really hoping it was a good one. He expected something outrageous just based on how this man looked though. He was used to insane reasoning spilling out of that mouth, or the mouth that looked a lot like it. Yuu could only imagine what the influence of drugs might do to that answer. He was almost half sure he didn't even want to know in reality.
Words478 ||Notes: -- Stats:HAN: 8 REI: 7 HAK: 13 SEI: 6 BUK: 13 HOH: 13
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