boom boom boom

[hachitaro]

Characters: Taro and the tower!
Setting: Media room (level 14) and upper lounge (level 38).
Format: I'll match.
Summary: A bored tanuki wanders around.
Warnings: Probably none.


[Taro was easily amused. That was probably one of the reasons why he liked humanity so much - they were endlessly amusing. They were always making things - not like the people in the Underground who rarely innovated unless pushed.]

[This was one of the reasons why Taro was sitting in the media room, playing a video game. It's a shooting game, and it's one of the older ones - first person view and pixelated graphics. He keeps gunning down the soldiers with a grim look on his face - this time, it's personal. ... Just like all the other times.]

[Stupid World War II.]



[Taro is lounging on a couch on this level, reading a book. ... Or at least he's attempting to. Every few minutes or so the book keeps falling on his face with a 'thump'. It's not due to lack of coordination - it probably has to do with the fact that he keeps yawning.]

[... He really doesn't want to go to bed though. This is the good part!]

Comments

F14

[deloreandriver]

[Marty wandered in, ruffling his hair and unzipping his life-saver jacket. It was a tad hot, and he had just gotten off of working the forge in the workshop. After so many months he was getting some impressive arm muscles.

He plopped down near by in a beanbag chair and started watching the game, happy to do just so for now.]

I don't think I've played that one yet.

[hachitaro]

[Taro paused it for a moment and turned, grinning a bit.]

It's almost but not exactly like a game from home. You wanna give it a try?

[deloreandriver]

Nah, I got to give my hands and arms a rest for a bit. I just came down from the workshop, working the forge.

[He returned the smile though.]

So who's the bad guys? Are those Nazis?

[hachitaro]

Okay.

[Taro scratched the back of his head.]

They're supposed to be. It's kind of hard to tell sometimes with the graphics, but yeah. You're escaping a Nazi prison. ... The end of the game has Hitler in a robot suit. I'm not entirely sure what the producers were smoking at the time.

[deloreandriver]

[Marty snickered and shook his head.]

Come on... Hitler in a robot suit? Why didn't they just make them all zombies or something?

[Little did he know that Zombie Nazis would be a thing in the future.]

Now that would be kinda scary.

[hachitaro]

I'm pretty sure there's at least one zombie Nazi in the tower. He's... pretty strange.

[Richtofen why...]

[deloreandriver]

[Pause.]

...but I was joking.

[Another pause.]

Really? That's heavy, man. I guess that alternate universe theory's true, if it's a possibility then it exists.

So uh... you usually this intense playing a game?

Media Room

[twentycoolpoints]

[Video games. Yup. Those were totally a fun thing. Picky had hoped he'd be lucky, and manage to score a tv and a controller and some screen time... but that was always hit or miss, here. But he was good about being patient and waiting his turn. When he came in and saw Taro playing, he shrugged, flopped himself down on an adjacent couch, and started to watch.]

...wow, I haven't seen this one in forever.

[He paused.]

I think.

[He paused again.]

Does this one have a chainsaw?

[hachitaro]

I'm pretty sure it does. I haven't gotten it yet but it shouldn't take too long.

[twentycoolpoints]

Oh. Cool. I guess. I was always kind of bad at these ones.

[He shifts on the couch, head dipping lower and feet going higher.]

Wonder if you could get some multiplayer stuff going on, here? They've got enough screens...

[hachitaro]

I know there's people who were playing Halo or something before, so probably. I don't know if you can hook multiple consoles up or something... technology's not my strongest point.

[twentycoolpoints]

I'll have to check it out later. I can't build a tv or a game console, but I'm pretty good when it comes to fiddlin' with wires.

[He laughs and grins toothily.]

Wonder if they've got any kart racing games? Or maybe one of those fighting games with like, all the company's characters....

[hachitaro]

I know they've got some fighting games, but I haven't seen any of those. There might be one, though. I haven't kept up with video games that well for the past decade or so.

Level 38 because Taiki and shooting games. No.

[notagiraffe]

[Taiki has been wandering round like a lost thing for a few days, he tried his best to fight the sadness that kept creeping up on him, but there were many times he would just sit down where he was and cry. He missed Gyousou so much that he thought his heart would burst with sadness.

He was walking through the lounge when he jumped at the sound of a soft bump, he saw the man with the book on his face.] Um... sorry... are you okay?

[hachitaro]

[Taro yawned and looked over, squinting a little.]

Huh? Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired.

[notagiraffe]

Oh... sorry for disturbing you... um... you should probably go to bed... the monsters... [Taiki didn't want him to fall asleep properly until night and get attacked.]

[hachitaro]

It's okay. I probably won't be... asleep long enough...

[Yaaaaaawn.]

[notagiraffe]

Um... okay... [Taiki blinked at him, not confident enough to insist but not wanting to leave him in case he did fall asleep.]

[hachitaro]

How's it going?

[No reason not to be friendly, after all.]

Floor 38!

[beknightedheroine]

[Sayaka, for her part, has been glancing over every time there's a 'thump' with subdued fascination. At first, she was wondering just how long it'd take him to give up - but then she got invested in counting how many times he dropped the book.

By now she's rooting for him to reach a solid twenty times, and is doing nothing to disguise that she's watching him intently.]

[hachitaro]

[But this is a good book. A really good book. Never mind that he's read it at least ten times already.]

[There it goes again. He pulls it off his face once more and looks over at her.]

... Hey.

[beknightedheroine]

[Hold on, sorry Taro, you said something?

Because Sayaka is too busy with her celebratory fist pump.]

Yes! Twentieth time!

[hachitaro]

Were you counting?

[He grins a bit. He has no problem with this.]

[beknightedheroine]

Of course. Remember that number, cuz it's your new high score.

[Because now she will expect a repeat performance some day.]

[hachitaro]

Will do.

[He chuckles, and sits up a little.]

What's up with you?