( OPEN ) EVERYTHING BLACK

[maskreant]

WHO: Akira Kurusu, local nasty crime boy, and YOU!
WHERE: Everywhere in Recolle
WHEN: All of June
WHAT: breaking blocks by moonlight, egging Minato's house by daylight. A catchall for all of Akira's doings and some open prompts for anyone else who wants to join in! Here's a link of the tasks I'm interested in (don't mind doubling up either), but Akira is game to do whatever. Contact me on discord (hei#2323) or aftertaste if you want to discuss some more.
WARNINGS: Akira's mere existence

chata: upsetti spaghetti

[ For the sake of this prompt working, we're going to pretend either Junes or Freshens has a small food court area since a handful of big grocery stores do. Akira is merely enjoying his meal at one of the tables, checking through his phone at the tasks at hand. Overall, nondescript. Unassuming. Harmless. Look at him? He looks like a nerd?

Shifting his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a bright glint shines across the lenses... As if he has an idea. If you even a blink, you'll find a plate of spaghetti flying straight at your face. This is the first move—it's a call for war. ]

tribunal terrace:

[ !! Willing to play off any mystery created by others or create random ones. Just mention it in your comment if you want an RNG mystery.

Guess what mystery it is today? Akira is investigating this abandoned place of worship. While all the establishments in this section of Tribunal Terrace is pristine and taken care of well, they've left this relic somewhere in the corner. It's hard to discern what background this building has and records say it was used for a number of religions, hence the odd array of decor inside. There are warning signs in the front (KEEP OUT), some mention that it'll be restored or torn down, but it waits there...

With some of the sky painted, it's actually dark, blanketing the are in pitch black. Even when Akira raises his flashlight, what they find are outlines of the worn down building. ]

I heard that people died here, some possibly related cult activity. [ He scrolls through his phone, picking up the rumor and mystery here. ] This forum says that sometimes you can hear cries here at night, something between man and beast.

[ Yes. They're going to unveil this mystery and figure what the hell this is or die. Whichever comes first. ]

wildcard

[ Hit me with anything!! Even gen things. It's important to note that Akira is shaken by the disappearances of NPCs, but he's doing his best to keep it together and be reliable. On some days he'll naturally withdraw and keep to himself. ]

Comments

[maskreant]

[ He's at a coffee shop, trying out a brew he has never had before at a place he doesn't work at. He's still sipping his cup when Coulson comes in, prompting a cocked eyebrow. It's hard to hold back the small smile, so he doesn't try. ]

I accept your duel. [ He carries a deck of cards on him sometimes and today happens to be the day. One appears in his hand straight out of his sleeve seamlessly. ] But it's hey.

What brings you here?

[ He... Isn't sure if it's actually for a duel? ]

[avengeme]

Coffee. [He chuckles] Nice trick by the way.

[maskreant]

Thanks. It’s also good to keep a deck on you in case this kind of thing happens.

[ He takes another sip of his coffee. ]

Wanna sit here after you pick up your cup?

[avengeme]

Tell you a secret though. I only started carrying them today.

[He winks.]

I'll grab a cup and be right back.

[He says and goes swipe someone's cup because there's no one to actually order from. He does leave some money on the counter though before returning]

And we're back.

[He declares, sitting down]

[maskreant]

[ What a kind man... Though Akira would do the same thing. However, he does know a portion of Recolle is just looting items since it's impossible to pay. It's almost like they live in an odd dystopia. ]

Welcome back. You're pretty daring to start carrying a deck so late.

[ A joke. ]

So did you want to play a card game?

[avengeme]

[Phil is so prepared for a dystopia. Okay, maybe not.]

Age never matters when you're a nerd.

[He grins, taking the rest of his playing cards out of his pocket.]

Feeling anything specific?

[He shuffles]

[maskreant]

That's true.

[ Being a nerd is a lifelong commitment is what Akira learned. Humming thoughtfully, he goes through the assortment of card games they can play— ]

Blackjack?