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towerofanimus2013-01-31 05:12 am
yougotthatwrong) wrote in towerofanimus2013-01-31 05:12 am
troubled kid is troubled.
Who: Makoto Naegi and You!
What: ...Naegi is in need of some advice. It involvesa certain idol. Hilarity may or may not ensue.
When: Morning, 31st January
Where: Library, Cafeteria
Format: Brackets, will follow though!
Warning: He's a protag, so usual dense warnings apply???
-A-
[For a while now, a certain high-school kid could be seen spending the most of his time in the cafeteria lately, either reading a book, or just eating while looking partly like a zoned out guy as the day went by. In fact, this time seemed to be pretty bad as you can find him reading a book upside down as he sat in one corner in the cafeteria, still with that distant look on his eyes.]
-B-
[Or you can find him buried in books in the library.
Literally.
See, while he's lucky that the book case didn't fall on him, he still had the misfortune of being trapped beneath a lot of books.]
A little help here...?
You!What: ...Naegi is in need of some advice. It involves
a certain idol. Hilarity may or may not ensue.When: Morning, 31st January
Where: Library, Cafeteria
Format: Brackets, will follow though!
Warning: He's a protag, so usual dense warnings apply???
-A-
[For a while now, a certain high-school kid could be seen spending the most of his time in the cafeteria lately, either reading a book, or just eating while looking partly like a zoned out guy as the day went by. In fact, this time seemed to be pretty bad as you can find him reading a book upside down as he sat in one corner in the cafeteria, still with that distant look on his eyes.]
-B-
[Or you can find him buried in books in the library.
Literally.
See, while he's lucky that the book case didn't fall on him, he still had the misfortune of being trapped beneath a lot of books.]
A little help here...?
no subject
[it's not his fault that books are attracted to him, alright...]
no subject
[...dammit, John.]
GMAIL stop eating my notifs
[Sheepish laughter]
BUT THEY ARE SO TASTY
Would you mind giving me a hand with these books, big guy?
[The Dusknoir looks down at the pile of books and the trapped boy, then slowly turns to give John a slow nod. He moves closer to Naegi, reaching down and picking up a good fourth of the pile in one scoop of his ginormous hands. John kneels down next to Naegi, picking up books one at a time and stacking them in one arm. The Litwick at his shoulder floats down in front of Naegi, hovering a few inches in front of the boy's face and giving a happy little squeak.]
I'm John by the way, what's your name?
BAD GMAIL
[As Naegi stared at the ghost in shock, he relaxed a bit when he found out that it's just a friend of the other boy, thus, he welcomed the help when the huge guy started lifting all those books too.
At least the question startled him from his awe.]
O-oh, I'm Makoto Naegi! Thanks for helping me, John.
OM NOM NOTIFS!!!!
[As Elliot scoops all the books up, John sets about putting them back on the shelf. They're probably out of order, but at least he's putting them up neatly.]
Oh, and it's nice to meet you too, by the way.
no subject
[He's still intrigued about those creatures, so, while they're putting those books on the shelves:]
Say, what are they? I don't think I've seen something like them around the tower.
/crawls back to this thread after the event dust clears
[He shelves a few more books.]
Which, if you don't have the video game franchise in your world, they're basically just tamable monsters.
it's okay, daxplosion happens-
[considering he's never even seen those kind of things before.]
omg why no. WHY.
at least it's better than dax being redaxted
[there's a thoughtful sound as he said that.]
omfg
Cats? Tamable? Hehehe...nah, trust me. They're way cooler than your average household pet.
daxlicious indeed.
[With that, he's going to accept the hand and pull himself up.]
too soon man, too soon. it'll always be too soon.