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towerofanimus2012-09-14 09:37 pm
benchguin) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-14 09:37 pm
Entry tags:
( 1st banana peel ✘ intro )
Characters: fudou akio (benchguin)
Setting: floor 14 - media room OR some hallway
Format: can be whatever!
Summary: fudou wakes up after his joyous arrival and does his thing.
Warnings: jerk being a jerk, but that's about it.
[ OPTION A: media room ]
[ Like all newcomers, rather than feeling welcomed, they felt other mix of emotions instead and wow, were these tights hella ugly. (Not even someone with bad fashion sense like Fudou would wear it. Thank god). Finding his soccer uniform in his designated trunk, he immediately changed and set off to recon this shithole he was spirited away to. And he wasn't happy while doing it. So unhappy, it was bound to affect his choice of wording more than it usually did, and while he peeked into the media room to see the back of a person casually doing their thing, he did just that.
Look at that loser. Happily playing games and listening to music like they had no care in the world. Didn't they have any sense of dignity? Only losers gave up their situation to do whatever they wanted. The type he hated the most. ]
Must be nice, relaxing and (watching TV/playing games/etc.) all day. Guess you must really like it here.
[ OPTION B: some hallway ]
[ If one happened to walk around some hallway during the right time, they will hear strange thumping sounds against the walls. And it sounded like it was on the move. The noise resonates closer and closer until:
ONE: You don't care cause you happen to be an idiot so you keep walking until a soccer ball hits you right in the face. Or the groin, or whatever destiny chooses. If you expect an apology, you won't get any... In the sincere form, anyway.
TWO: Congratulations! You intercepted the ball at some point and in some way! Looks like you have some kind of skill at least. He applauds your greatness. Only not, cause you're rude to interrupt his training, how dare you. God bless whatever direction this choice goes for the two of them...
THREE: ??? For the possibility of something else occurring... ]
benchguin)Setting: floor 14 - media room OR some hallway
Format: can be whatever!
Summary: fudou wakes up after his joyous arrival and does his thing.
Warnings: jerk being a jerk, but that's about it.
[ OPTION A: media room ]
[ Like all newcomers, rather than feeling welcomed, they felt other mix of emotions instead and wow, were these tights hella ugly. (Not even someone with bad fashion sense like Fudou would wear it. Thank god). Finding his soccer uniform in his designated trunk, he immediately changed and set off to recon this shithole he was spirited away to. And he wasn't happy while doing it. So unhappy, it was bound to affect his choice of wording more than it usually did, and while he peeked into the media room to see the back of a person casually doing their thing, he did just that.
Look at that loser. Happily playing games and listening to music like they had no care in the world. Didn't they have any sense of dignity? Only losers gave up their situation to do whatever they wanted. The type he hated the most. ]
Must be nice, relaxing and (watching TV/playing games/etc.) all day. Guess you must really like it here.
[ OPTION B: some hallway ]
[ If one happened to walk around some hallway during the right time, they will hear strange thumping sounds against the walls. And it sounded like it was on the move. The noise resonates closer and closer until:
ONE: You don't care cause you happen to be an idiot so you keep walking until a soccer ball hits you right in the face. Or the groin, or whatever destiny chooses. If you expect an apology, you won't get any... In the sincere form, anyway.
TWO: Congratulations! You intercepted the ball at some point and in some way! Looks like you have some kind of skill at least. He applauds your greatness. Only not, cause you're rude to interrupt his training, how dare you. God bless whatever direction this choice goes for the two of them...
THREE: ??? For the possibility of something else occurring... ]
b3!
So Hibiki's just strolling through the halls, humming a little singsong to himself with his Typhlosion padding along next to him. In his happy little bubble, this kid's totally oblivious to his surroundings--it's just a hallway and no one in sight so he can afford to be just a little out of it...right?
But a thumping sound snaps him out of it, where is it coming from? He looks left, then right, behind him maybe? Nope...so he turns around again, ready to just shrug it off and continue on his merry way when he sees a soccer ball head straight for his face!!
Hibiki's paralyzed and can't move.
Typhlosion uses ember! (and saves his dumb trainer from doom, good boy!)
The ball falls to the ground, smoking and a bit charred, but not destroyed! Hopefully the owner won't be too mad with him..]
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You're kidding me... oy...
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It's still good! Just really, really, really brown!
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You... what are you going to do if it's not?
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[Wait..does he even have any money?! Yah, what is he going to do if the other boy's ball is ruined?
Then again, he doesn't think he'd rather be hit in the face with the ball.]