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recolle2017-07-12 11:23 pm
esperimental) wrote in recolle2017-07-12 11:23 pm
[open] ring ring, bingo?
WHO: Ritsu Kageyama and people who are probably nicer than him
WHERE: All around the city
WHEN: Throughout July
WHAT: Frustrated teen wants answers, does silly things for it; July catch-all, you know the drill!
WARNINGS: None for now!
[ My plotting post for bingo help is over here! ]
i. At least they're not grayberries
[ On the university school grounds of Apprassage, Ritsu mans a respectably built stand of questionable legality. He's fairly certain he can get away with it even with age alone, his professor guardian may have lost his memories of Retrospec, but was supportive in Ritsu's inexplicable one-day business venture. ]
Blueberry juice.
Freshly squeezed.
We have ice.
[ Now that sure is a passionate sales voice, yessir. Also before anyone asks, it's a Royal We. ]
ii. The hero nobody deserves
[ Some kid in a mask stands... uhh. Not that tall. Not that proudly. Maintaining a cross-armed pose lacking in passion. But the summer wind blows, and his cape dramatically flutters. He really hated he got a task like this in summer. He'd hate it all other seasons too but now the weather would be against him as well. Should've checked the forecast, should've picked another day. Wished he had money for sunglasses instead of goggles.
... Should concede and open up that umbrella, now before he gets sunburn. And maybe the shade would make him slightly harder to recognize. Ah, who was he kidding. He looks like some lost kid who wanted to celebrate Halloween a full couple months early. ]
Hey, you.
[ There's a point now, sorry if you were trying to ignore him. ]
Tell me, what do superheroes do?
iii. Maybe impossible
"Flash mob"...
[ Echoing the text on the square as he's seated at Tribunal Terrace, there's a frown on Ritsu's face even more intense than his usual one. He goes ahead and watches a video, shaking his head in defiance after a couple seconds. He's seated outside so the lack of earphones shouldn't bother too many people, but some might've still heard a pop song or Broadway that they knew. ]
No way. Definitely no way. A musical isn't any better. I can't do this kind of thing even with a team. Did anyone else get this kind of assignment? There's no role I can fit.
[ Could always be Robert during Enchanted, does that count Ritsu? Watching on, his will seems to be wilting, and his brows remain furrowed. ]
... Is this supposed to be music?
[ Well, even if you can't help him with such a monumental task, you can still take those as fighting words. ]
WHERE: All around the city
WHEN: Throughout July
WHAT: Frustrated teen wants answers, does silly things for it; July catch-all, you know the drill!
WARNINGS: None for now!
[ My plotting post for bingo help is over here! ]
i. At least they're not grayberries
[ On the university school grounds of Apprassage, Ritsu mans a respectably built stand of questionable legality. He's fairly certain he can get away with it even with age alone, his professor guardian may have lost his memories of Retrospec, but was supportive in Ritsu's inexplicable one-day business venture. ]
Blueberry juice.
Freshly squeezed.
We have ice.
[ Now that sure is a passionate sales voice, yessir. Also before anyone asks, it's a Royal We. ]
ii. The hero nobody deserves
[ Some kid in a mask stands... uhh. Not that tall. Not that proudly. Maintaining a cross-armed pose lacking in passion. But the summer wind blows, and his cape dramatically flutters. He really hated he got a task like this in summer. He'd hate it all other seasons too but now the weather would be against him as well. Should've checked the forecast, should've picked another day. Wished he had money for sunglasses instead of goggles.
... Should concede and open up that umbrella, now before he gets sunburn. And maybe the shade would make him slightly harder to recognize. Ah, who was he kidding. He looks like some lost kid who wanted to celebrate Halloween a full couple months early. ]
Hey, you.
[ There's a point now, sorry if you were trying to ignore him. ]
Tell me, what do superheroes do?
iii. Maybe impossible
"Flash mob"...
[ Echoing the text on the square as he's seated at Tribunal Terrace, there's a frown on Ritsu's face even more intense than his usual one. He goes ahead and watches a video, shaking his head in defiance after a couple seconds. He's seated outside so the lack of earphones shouldn't bother too many people, but some might've still heard a pop song or Broadway that they knew. ]
No way. Definitely no way. A musical isn't any better. I can't do this kind of thing even with a team. Did anyone else get this kind of assignment? There's no role I can fit.
[ Could always be Robert during Enchanted, does that count Ritsu? Watching on, his will seems to be wilting, and his brows remain furrowed. ]
... Is this supposed to be music?
[ Well, even if you can't help him with such a monumental task, you can still take those as fighting words. ]
no subject
[He says it so bluntly that it's hard to tell if he's joking or being serious.]
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[A good jolt to wake you up.]
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[ No wonder you have no hobbies Ritsu. ]
Well, let's hope the next door is empty then.
[ Most of them!! Please! ]
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[He wants to know, he's curious.]
Let's find out!
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I guess they've made it so that they can craft bad into good, but it sounds complicated.
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[ Next room is skeletons, just lying around a dusty, abandoned house as if they were alive but obviously not. Gotta watch closely if it plays him with one jolting up trying to get the key. ]
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[Ritsu watches he knows that the more keys he gets the more his fears will be thrown in.]
So you don't play any video games?
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[ And studying. ]
It got me in trouble when I didn't know what I wanted on my birthday at all.
[ Ritsu exhales a sigh of relief as no skeletons move, and he's out of there. ]
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[His voice isn't in a judging tone but more of a curious one.]
Hm...Do you like anything besides school?
[Ritsu knows all too well that it was just getting started for the fear factor.]