Match 11

Oct. 30th, 2011 01:55 pm
mathisradical: (like my blank face?)
A. Phone: Mantises, and ants, and crabs, oh my! [ Heavy hints of sarcasm here. ] And aliens, and man-eating jello, and thirty foot giants, and one inch midgets, and people dying, and vampire-zombie-things. [ And now his voice is blank. ] This just keeps gettin' better and better. I think I'll do that thing where I stay in the house all day and avoid the bullshit. Unless anyone important needs savin'. Speak now or forever hold your peace.



B. Phone | Private to Yagyuu Hiroshi:

... Yagyuu?

[ If you've gone off and died and became one of those creepy zombie-vampire things, you're going to have a lot of explaining to do. ]



C. Action | All around Mayfield:

[ Oh, look, he lied. He's not staying in the house all day. They say that curiosity killed the cat, but this cat still has nine lives (somehow). This curiosity has gotten the better of him, and now he's outside wandering around. ]
mathisradical: (you're pissing me off)
Action: School

[ When Niou is cheerful, it usually means he just found new blackmail material on somebody or he's just pulled an amazing prank. But that's not the case today! He can be found walking down the hallway, whistling cheerfully, or sitting at his usual lunch table, having pleasant conversations with people. Whatever the case, when you walk by, he greets you in a chirpy voice. ]

Hey there!

Match 5

Aug. 16th, 2011 05:30 pm
mathisradical: (Default)
A. Action | Early Morning | 1249 Williams Road

[ Until today, Niou had not once touched that damn milk. He'd heard everything about it, and he had no desire to go anywhere near it. He wasn't stupid, after all, or that much of a dare devil. But this particular morning, when he wakes up, he feels like drinking the milk is a spectacular idea.

So he does!

The household may wake up to the sound of breaking glass and metal clinking against the sink. That would be Niou dropping the milk and spitting razor blades out of his mouth. They've cut the inside of his mouth and the back of his throat up pretty badly, but thankfully, he hasn't swallowed any. He will spend the next several minutes just spitting and bleeding into the sink, though.

Any help from his housemates is greatly appreciated, although he will not be talking. At all. ]



B. Action | Midday | Around town

[ Niou is wandering around town after his razor blade disaster. Probably a stupid idea since there's killing drones running loose, but he had to get out of that house. If you talk to him, he probably won't respond. He will mime out everything he wants to say. Either that, or he'll flip you off and ignore you. It's pretty damn obvious that he is not in a good mood. ]


C. Action | Afternoon | John Doe Park

[ Niou eventually settles on staying in the park. That's where he is now, laying sprawled out on a bench on his back. He's tossing a tennis ball up in the air and catching it again.

He still won't talk to you, considering his mouth hurts like hell, and it's probably a nasty sight anyway. He'll be more willing to actually respond in gestures, though, and less likely to flip you the bird. He seems to be in a much better mood than before. ]
mathisradical: (Default)
[ Action for 1249 Williams Road. ]

[ Niou likes sleeping in, and waking him up before he's ready will make him grouchy and grumpy, and you'll probably regret doing it. Unfortunately for him and everyone around him, he isn't able to sleep in this morning, because there's sunlight seeping through his windows.

This is his first clue that something's not quite right. His room his black curtains so that the sunlight can't get through.

He sits up and blinks. And then does it again for good measure. After the initial "these aren't my clothes", "this isn't my room", and "where the fuck am I?"s, he decides he's going to play this totally cool. Yeah, he totally wakes up in strange places every day, and being in the 50's is totally cool with him. No biggie.

So he goes to explore the rest of this house that isn't fucking his. ]



[ Phone: ]

Holy fuck, it's been so long since I last watched Grease that I forgot how people dressed back then. I seriously need t'get my hands on a leather jacket. I'll go all John Travolta on your asses. Slicked back hair and everything. [ A short pause. ] Fuck. I don't suppose there's any place around here where I can get hair bleach, is there?

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