( 1st banana peel ✘ intro )

[benchguin]

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... ]

Comments

b-2 punches you

[kickspenguins]

[Sup, Sakuma's off to his favourite place to sulk when suddenly there's a soccer ball flying in his direction. By instinct, he jumps up and traps the ball on his chest and lets it drop down to the ground neatly. He lands next to it and puts a foot on top of it.

The only people he knows who owns soccer balls in this place are his friends and he's... kind of avoiding them at the moment do he wonders if he should run before the see him--]

wow you're my first tagger i feel so special

[benchguin]

[ Considering how there was no lame yelp and a thud when the ball stopped, Fudou could safely assume there was someone in this tower who had some experience with handling the ball. Not that they were going to play buddy-buddy soccer times anytime soon. It was just something worth noting. ]

Good job. [ A... compliment? Not very sincere of him, though. ] Now could you give the ball back--

[ Except he already knew this person. He stops in place, and looks genuinely surprised for a moment. ]

...Sakuma.

you better feel special X(

[kickspenguins]

[As soon as the ball's owner speaks, he knows it's not the people he's avoiding but he's not sure if this is any better. Although they've come to an understanding of sorts after the Mr. K incident, this is still Fudou.]

Fudou? Wait, since when were you here?

yes because you love me *A*

[benchguin]

[ Usually, Fudou wouldn't bother explaining himself when asked, but just this once, it would be an exception. How nice of him. ]

A while ago. [ He's very specific too. ] But looks like you've been here longer...

[ Eyeing that hair of yours, Sakuma. Bad hair day? Break up with Kidou your girlfriend? ]

that's disgusting. who would love you. not me that's for sure

[kickspenguins]

[Actually, the hair is Genda's fault.]

Yeah, I have... For a few months; I don't remember exactly anymore.

[He's still staring at Fudou a little stupidly because he can't believe he's actually here.]

aww don't be shy.........

[benchguin]

A few...?

[ Of course, space and time worked in weird ways, and Fudou may not be a rocket scientist, but he's not gonna make himself look like an idiot by asking tons of useless questions. The magical kidnapping should have been a tip off, after all.

He'll instead ask this. ] Then what about the FFI.

[ And stop staring at him like that, it's creepy. ]

[kickspenguins]

Oh. So when you're from, it isn't over yet either.

[Honestly he doesn't know how time works in this place but Fudou's not the first to be from a different time than him. Just in case though, he wants to make sure.]

What's the last thing you remember before waking up at the tower?

[benchguin]

[ Okay, now it's his turn to side-eye Sakuma in a suspicious way. Was it just him or... was Sakuma actually playing nice? Since when were they on terms where they actually conversed for this long? UNSURE...

With a small grunt, he replies again. ] We defeated the Knights of Queen. What of it?

[kickspenguins]

[Give him a sec as he tries to remember the timeline and stuff.]

Hm, nothing. I was just wondering.

[Does that mean this is still jerk!Fudou?? But he seems okay so far...]

[benchguin]

[ As they say on Earth, don't count your chickens before they hatch. ]

That's it? And here I thought you were going to say something useful. [ He scoffs and looks away. ] What a waste of breath.

B - 3 forgive me alice-chan i'm sleepy

[pengeen]

[Well, rather then getting hit with the ball or intercepting, Kidou just leaves to go see what the noise was and oh. He recognizes that ugly mohawk anywhere.]

...Fudou? [He's just going to stand there and stare for a moment.]

[kickspenguins]

[Oh, he decided too soon. It's okay though since he no longer hates Fudou for stupid reason so it's pretty much a one-sided battle. And besides, the tower's subdued him quite a bit.]

Well, if you have any questions I can probably answer them.

i'm not sure what to say to you anymore

[benchguin]

[ No worse than his sad excuse of a rag mop, to be honest. Good thing Fudou met Sakuma previously though. Now nothing will surprise him. ]

Glad to know the whole gang's been locked up. [ After a brief glance, he bounces the ball on his knee, continuing his practice. ]

wow you're so rude it's no wonder you play fudou so well (unsure)

[pengeen]

[Wow shut up his dreads are pretty fabulous????]

When did you arrive here? [Seriously where the fuck did you come from???]

[benchguin]

[ Ew, stop. Don't get all chummy on him now. ]

Who knows. Considering the time you wasted here means you haven't found a way to get out, right?

i'll take that as a compliment loser

[benchguin]

[ HAHA, sure they are. ]

No longer than you, that's for sure.

ok if saying you're playing a jerk well is a compliment then you're welcome

[pengeen]

That bit is obvious. [He lets out a small sigh.] Have you met with the others yet?

good cause now i can bully you icly AND oocly. i'm great

[benchguin]

[ He stops kicking the ball around to lean against the wall. ]

And what if I did?

[ And why was that important again? Yes, please enlighten him. ]

remind me why i enabled you to play here again

[pengeen]

[He raises an eyebrow slightly.]

I wanted to know if you knew who else was here, that's all. [He's trying to be helpful :\]

[kickspenguins]

[That's too bad. He knows there's a nice boy in there. Somewhere.]

No. As far as anyone knows, escape is impossible.

cause you're dumb

[benchguin]

I'll see them along the way. Good enough for you?

[ He don't need your help, loser. ]

your face is dumb!!!

[pengeen]

Fair enough. [He crosses his arms.]

You should know not to take this place lightly though, Fudou. I've been here for more then half a year, and I've seen and been through some of the worst things I've ever experienced in my entire life.

B1

[chainsawn]

[ Yup, Urotsuki has no idea what the sound is. And she's sort of used to random sounds out of nowhere, so she doesn't particularly pay attention to it. She just keeps walking on and--

... soccer ball right in the face. The force is enough to make her stumble over backwards and fall onto the floor on her butt. ]

b2!

[cullscuttlefish]

[What do you do when you've been practicing soccer with Genda and a ball comes flying towards your face? You grin, catch it, then look around for its owner so you can throw it back in.]

Hey, whose is this?

a

[grislytragedian]

[This loser happens to be watching a movie. Something incredibly incredibly graphic judging by the amount of gore and carnage on the screen right now. Yup. Definitely a slasher, no doubt about that.]

[He turns his head just a little to see if the voice was even addressing him. Wow, where does this kid get off?]

Yeah, it is kind of nice. It would be even nicer without interruptions though, to tell you the truth.