鳴上 悠 [Narukami Yu] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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towerofanimus2012-04-27 05:25 am
pitiedthefool) wrote in towerofanimus2012-04-27 05:25 am
003 | ❝Expose your thoughts...❞
Characters: Yu Narukami (pitiedthefool), open to all
Setting: Floor 14, Floor 15, Floor 28, Floor 38, or wherever!
Format: Starting in action spam, but I'll follow you!
Summary: Just your average day as a life of a protagonist...
Warnings: I want your friendships and I want your rank ups, you and me could have rad social liiiiinks~
Floor Fifteen
Floor Fourteen
[He hasn't been to this floor for a long time, but right now... he doesn't mind the break. Yu sits in a corner of the room, watching others playing video games with one earpiece on and the other lying there, hanging off his jacket. People from his world may recognize the voice as "Risette," but really-- he only knows her as Rise...]
[So many of his friends have been hurting lately, and he has no idea where to begin to help them other than continue to lend a helping hand and an ear to listen. Sometimes he wishes they would see that he's never too busy to help them, but other times... What do you even say to someone who can't tell you the problem they're facing?]
[...Maybe he should join the others and play something for a change.]
Floor Twenty-Eight
Floor Thirty-Eight
pitiedthefool), open to allSetting: Floor 14, Floor 15, Floor 28, Floor 38, or wherever!
Format: Starting in action spam, but I'll follow you!
Summary: Just your average day as a life of a protagonist...
Warnings: I want your friendships and I want your rank ups, you and me could have rad social liiiiinks~
Floor Fifteen
[He had been working on this for a very, very long time- almost since he first arrived nearly two months ago. It wasn't perfect like Daidara-san's work - no, not by a long shot, but he was finally putting the finishing touches on his own blade. Though, he had decided to take a break from finishing the hilt earlier... if the item beside him was any indication.]
Your Choice
[It's April 27th... and someone's birthday. He definitely made them something, but the question is... where to find them?]
[> You begin your search for a certain detective, but will it only be Naoto-kun that you bump into?]
[> You begin your search for a certain detective, but will it only be Naoto-kun that you bump into?]
Floor Fourteen
[He hasn't been to this floor for a long time, but right now... he doesn't mind the break. Yu sits in a corner of the room, watching others playing video games with one earpiece on and the other lying there, hanging off his jacket. People from his world may recognize the voice as "Risette," but really-- he only knows her as Rise...]
[So many of his friends have been hurting lately, and he has no idea where to begin to help them other than continue to lend a helping hand and an ear to listen. Sometimes he wishes they would see that he's never too busy to help them, but other times... What do you even say to someone who can't tell you the problem they're facing?]
[...Maybe he should join the others and play something for a change.]
Floor Twenty-Eight
[The music floor...]
[He really has no problems with it, the instruments sometimes playing on their own. But this time, he finds an instrument that he knows well enough- something he hasn't played in a few months, now. If someone stumbles upon him, they'll hear a single trumpet playing something both hopeful yet melancholic, just a little louder than anything else around.]
[He really has no problems with it, the instruments sometimes playing on their own. But this time, he finds an instrument that he knows well enough- something he hasn't played in a few months, now. If someone stumbles upon him, they'll hear a single trumpet playing something both hopeful yet melancholic, just a little louder than anything else around.]
Floor Thirty-Eight
[At the end of the day, he can be found on the thirty-eighth floor, staring out the windows to the outside with his newly-forged sword at his side. The height doesn't scare him, and the view isn't too bad... but it partly reminds him of being up on the hilltop overlooking the small town he made so many memories in.]
[Yu is silent, simply sitting there in one of the over-sized chairs with a small notebook in hand. He's almost done with the account of their journey, one no one would ever believe aside from their own...]
[Yu is silent, simply sitting there in one of the over-sized chairs with a small notebook in hand. He's almost done with the account of their journey, one no one would ever believe aside from their own...]
Floor Fifteen
It is corporate duck. A corporate duck dressed in a strange outfit like a wizard who hasn't really noticed you yet, while he looking at the shop wondering what he should be doing himself. Weapons was Sir Goofy's job, after all...]
1/2
[But then he recognizes that there are footfalls, and he briefly looks around. After that "talk" with Condesce, can anyone really....blame...]
[Mother of Almighty spells, is that really Ronald Duck?]
[...]
[What.]
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silence the internal 8D brought about by 'omg my childhood'quietly and politely shove those thoughts aside and shift into his more easygoing, friendly mask.]...Can I help you with something?
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Hi! D'you know how ta work these things?
[He points towards what look like the most dangerous-looking tools in the entire room. It's like the entire room suddenly goes black and they grow in size as he points to them to emphasize how dangerous they are. Donald. Donald what.]
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[At least until he asks THAT. D-dude, what are you even trying to imply?]
Not all of them. Then again, I'm still learning. [He tilts his head to the side, curious. Duck, why would you even want to know?] Why do you ask?
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Ha ha ha haaa! Just picked the most dangerous ones to see how confident you were.
[He looks over at them.] They look too dangerous! Actually I'm here to fix my staff. I dunno if I can get the right things to fix it here. [He takes it out and shows it to him. Behold the staff.]
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If not, you may be able to find something that would work as a substitute.
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Maybe! The staff's important to me. I'd wanna do good magic with it!
[He's...jumping on one of the work benches and looking over them...DONALD DON'T GET TOO CLOSE THE BUZZSAW YOU'RE ASKING FOR IT.]
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[Yu was about to say something else, but instead he decides to give a warning instead.] Careful. The safety equipment here is either faulty or nonexistent.
[No, new friend. Don't get hurt
, think of all the childhoods. ;;]no subject
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Hey! You stupid machine!
[Donald...doesn't seem to care he nearly escaped certain death and just kicks the contraption, before holding his foot in pain and jumping around.]
Owww!
[Hard metal does that to you, Donald.]
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What are you looking for?
[Yes, that is most certainly an unamused look. Escaping death is not a funny matter to him, nor is doing something stupid. :|b ...okay, somewhat funny, but concern > hilarity.]
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Magic stones. Maybe a bit of metal I could enchant!
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You'd have better luck looking there. [Sweatdroooop.] ...I don't think I caught your name.
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Thanks! Name's Donald Duck! I'm the royal wizard for King Mickey. I was sure I'd given you my name.
[Nope Donald, you got distracted falling off, good job.]
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Nice to meet you, Donald-san.
[No you didn't, and now he's wondering how in the worlds you're still breathing in a place like this...]
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Nice to meetcha too!
[He looks at a pile an starts to pull things from it, balls, orbs...he sports what looks like a spherical red gemstone.]
Hey this one might be good!
[His gaze is now fixed on Yu. .]
So whatcha doing in here anyway, Yu?
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Trying to fix this sword. [He holds it up slightly.] It was my first attempt, so I can't say I'm too surprised.
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I could try a spell on it...
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What do you mean?
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