You know, getting my highlights redone last night along with my nails was a very good idea. *flips hair* I think I look positively darling, don't you?
*turns to pet Maltese*
Well?! Of course you're speechless Dahlin. *pets dog on head* Now what should I feed you?
*rummages for dog food* So what will it be? Chicken, or Fish?
[Dahlin: *barks*]
Chicken it is then. I have a feeling you don't like fish, Dahlin.
[Dahlin: *shakes head and yips*]
Smart boy! *pets Dahlin on head and pours food into bowl*
*walks to closet* Hmm...what to wear, what to wear? Nothing pink...I've got to show off my new highlights as a solo outlet. What about...hmm...blue? No, blue is too flashy too.
*whistles* Dahlin! Yip-yip!
[Dahlin: *barks, comes running, barrels into Kyuzo's leg* *shakes* *looks up at Kyuzo, panting*]
C'mere! *picks Dahlin up* So Dahlin, ready to help Papa pick out some clothes?
[Dahlin: *wags tail*]
Good. Now...blue?
[Dahlin: *sneeze*]
Okay...red? (Dahlin is silent)
Green?
Purple?
Orange?
Black?
White?
[Dahlin: *yips*]
Hmm...*puts Dahlin down, takes out white button-down* Isn't this a bit too...old?
[Dahlin: *growls*]
Okay! Okay! You don't have to be so grouchy! White it is. How about...a hat? *picks up beret* Nah...that's too frenchy. Oh, what about this!
*takes out shopping bag at the back of the closet*
I just bought this yesterday...*takes out two fedoras, one human-sized, one doggie-sized* *places small fedora on Dahlin's head* *puts human fedora on at an angle*
What do you think? *pets Dahlin*
[Dahlin: *yips*]
Great! That's my little fashionista! *pets again*
*puts on black pants and leopard-print oxfords* Okay sweetie! Ready to go?
[Dahlin: *runs and fetches leash in mouth*]
Good boy! *puts leash on Dahlin* Now let's go!
*saunters out door*
Showing posts with label RPG. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RPG. Show all posts
June 08, 2007
June 04, 2007
[Guest Star] Slip of The Tongue or "Kyoko, Daisuki!"
Guest Star: Keisuke Takahashi
^INT. Ryousuke's Room, Takahashi Household^
*paces* ...Aniki! It's been a month, a month! Still no offers! *pacing back and forth again* NONE! This. Cannot. Be happening! *flops onto bed*
[Ryousuke: *annoyed, distracted, fretting (silently and subtly)* Keisuke, shut up.]
Easy for you to say you damn Ice King! All your plans have been laid out in order since DAY ONE. Me? My talents have been going unnoticed! I thought after Project D I'd have offers by the dozen! It's ONE WHOLE MONTH and still NOTHING.
[Ryousuke: *sigh* Quit Pikachu-angsting. You're talented. I'm sure an offer should come around any day now.]
Aniki! Damnit! You said that LAST WEEK. I can't wait anymore! I'm actually AGING here!! Do you think I should go to God-Foot...aw Hell no! That's too desperate! *cellphone rings* *clicks cellphone on* *voice turns all cool* Hello?
[Kyoko: *breathes* ...Keisuke-san?]
Oi! Kyoko! Wait...how'd you get my number? *turns to Ryousuke and mouths 'S-t-aaaaalker'*
[Kyoko: *breathes deeply* Err...Dar-I mean Keisuke-san, have you recieved any offers lately?]
Offers? What offers?
[Kyoko: Sponsors for pro racing I mean...*sigh* *lovestruck*]
...*glares at Aniki and mouths 'see, people are NOTICING'* Uh, not at the moment Kyoko. Why?
[Kyoko: *deep breath again* Well, let me be the first to offer you one. On behalf of Team MSpeed-one of the newer teams Mazda backs, I'm sure you've heard of them-I'd like to offer you a spot on the team...as a rookie...I'm sure you don't mind right? *nervous sigh*]
O_o...MIND? OMFG Kyoko I LOVE YOU!! *jumps like ten feet into the air*
[Ryousuke: *slowly turns around* 0_0...What did you just say?]
[Kyoko: *squeak* Keisuke-san??]
OMFG! Yes! Okay! I'm all for it! DID YOU HEAR THAT ANIKI? I'm going to be on Mazda's rookie team!! YESSSSS!! I'll see you tomorrow Kyoko, just SMS me the details! Bye!!
*cheers happily and bounces around the room*
[Ryousuke: *sweatdrops*]
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LINE
[Kyoko: Oh. My. God!!! Darling said he LOVED me!! Ohmygawd! Dreams really do come true! Thank you team MSpeed! *grins* *texts Keisuke the details*]
^INT. Ryousuke's Room, Takahashi Household^
*paces* ...Aniki! It's been a month, a month! Still no offers! *pacing back and forth again* NONE! This. Cannot. Be happening! *flops onto bed*
[Ryousuke: *annoyed, distracted, fretting (silently and subtly)* Keisuke, shut up.]
Easy for you to say you damn Ice King! All your plans have been laid out in order since DAY ONE. Me? My talents have been going unnoticed! I thought after Project D I'd have offers by the dozen! It's ONE WHOLE MONTH and still NOTHING.
[Ryousuke: *sigh* Quit Pikachu-angsting. You're talented. I'm sure an offer should come around any day now.]
Aniki! Damnit! You said that LAST WEEK. I can't wait anymore! I'm actually AGING here!! Do you think I should go to God-Foot...aw Hell no! That's too desperate! *cellphone rings* *clicks cellphone on* *voice turns all cool* Hello?
[Kyoko: *breathes* ...Keisuke-san?]
Oi! Kyoko! Wait...how'd you get my number? *turns to Ryousuke and mouths 'S-t-aaaaalker'*
[Kyoko: *breathes deeply* Err...Dar-I mean Keisuke-san, have you recieved any offers lately?]
Offers? What offers?
[Kyoko: Sponsors for pro racing I mean...*sigh* *lovestruck*]
...*glares at Aniki and mouths 'see, people are NOTICING'* Uh, not at the moment Kyoko. Why?
[Kyoko: *deep breath again* Well, let me be the first to offer you one. On behalf of Team MSpeed-one of the newer teams Mazda backs, I'm sure you've heard of them-I'd like to offer you a spot on the team...as a rookie...I'm sure you don't mind right? *nervous sigh*]
O_o...MIND? OMFG Kyoko I LOVE YOU!! *jumps like ten feet into the air*
[Ryousuke: *slowly turns around* 0_0...What did you just say?]
[Kyoko: *squeak* Keisuke-san??]
OMFG! Yes! Okay! I'm all for it! DID YOU HEAR THAT ANIKI? I'm going to be on Mazda's rookie team!! YESSSSS!! I'll see you tomorrow Kyoko, just SMS me the details! Bye!!
*cheers happily and bounces around the room*
[Ryousuke: *sweatdrops*]
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LINE
[Kyoko: Oh. My. God!!! Darling said he LOVED me!! Ohmygawd! Dreams really do come true! Thank you team MSpeed! *grins* *texts Keisuke the details*]
[Guest Star] She SCREAMs for Ice Cream
Guest Star: Kyouichi Sudou
Kyouichi had prepared a simple meal for two, something she was sure to enjoy. The fact that he was a brilliant chef aside, making some salad and pasta was easy. His mother would be proud. She would’ve loved for him to have followed in her footsteps rather than in his father’s, being disappointed in the fact that both her daughters were more inclined to making their café look pretty (along with what their waiters and waitresses were wearing) rather than to make sure that the food was as good as it should be. Apparently only Kyouichi had inherited her cooking talent.
After a lovely dinner, he put the movie in and watched for an opening. He’d watched the Ring 2 before and found it mediocre, she, however, hadn’t and didn’t want to watch it alone. Heh, typical horror movie viewing date. He’d wait for her to squeak and hold onto him, and he’d hold her protectively. Halfway through the movie, she was curled up against him. If she wasn’t there, surely he’d already fallen asleep. But girls had a way for making movies more interesting. He snuggled into her forehead as she yelped, Samara looming over Rachel menacingly before dissolving back into the boy. Soon the movie ended and the credits started rolling. Yuzuki sighed into him and relaxed...
[Yuzuki: I’m not sure if I still want to watch the sequel… I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep if I do…]
/Now, that’s an idea…/
*laugh* Well, fortunately, I predicted that…
[Yuzuki: *pout* Ha-ha…]
Yep, haha… Anyway, I borrowed a few more movies I thought you might like. If you find something you watch to watch, we can see that instead. *pulls our plastic bag from side and presents it* I’ll get some ice cream.
[Yuzuki: *eyes brighten with excitement* Ice cream? *grin*]
Yeah, ice cream. *heads over to kitchen to serve out the desert*
Once in the kitchen, he glanced back to watch her pour the DVDs out on the coffee table and sort through them one by one, reading the summary of each movie. Just as he scooped out his own slightly smaller serving, the phone, her cell phone started playing some Jpop song.
[Yuzuki: Hello? *pause* Yes, so what is it, Nekomi?]
*walks back to living room* *moves some DVDs out of the way* *places bowls on table* *sits down next to Yuzuki*
[Yuzuki: Don’t you think you should try to resolve this on your own? It has been a month… *pause* Or do you intend to do drinking again, and want us to drive you back home, or something along the lines of that? You can be such a brat…]
*leans against one of the arm rests of the couch and pulls Yuzuki between legs*
/Who the hell is this?/
[Yuzuki: *sigh* Can’t you just call Ayase or Eichiro-kun? *pause* And what about Kyuzo? Last time I saw him, he was sharing the same sentiments as you…]
*starts eating ice cream*
[Yuzuki: *steals some from his spoon as she listens* You’re twenty-two… Don’t you have something else to do? Like a distraction? Or do you have no life?]
*snicker* 'That you have to call someone up early in the morning?' So, Yuzuki, what’s all this yelling about? You aren’t deaf, or are you? *gets elbowed fondly* *grunts*
[Yuzuki: No, I’m not deaf. Although she might think so… *winces at loud yelling* *holds phone a foot away*]
Who is it anyway?
[Yuzuki: My teammate. My really spastic teammate…]
Ah, that explains a lot…
[Yuzuki: I know it’s 12AM. I can read time, FYI. *holds phone closer now* *pause* He’s my friend. *steals another small chunk of ice cream and licks lips* He’s a really long time friend. Like longer than you’ve been alive. *pauses* Uhuh… We’re racers. We’re used to sleeping late.]
*nods* *continues to eat* *whispers* When are we going back to…
[Nekomi: Don’t think I didn’t hear that! Oh my God, Yuzuki! You’re fucking right now, aren’t you?!]
[Yuzuki: Uh, no. *rolls eyes* Do you think I’d answer my phone if I were?]
/Although…/
[Yuzuki: Fine, fine. Bye. *puts down phone* *sigh*]
Finally…so where were we...
*snicker*
Kyouichi had prepared a simple meal for two, something she was sure to enjoy. The fact that he was a brilliant chef aside, making some salad and pasta was easy. His mother would be proud. She would’ve loved for him to have followed in her footsteps rather than in his father’s, being disappointed in the fact that both her daughters were more inclined to making their café look pretty (along with what their waiters and waitresses were wearing) rather than to make sure that the food was as good as it should be. Apparently only Kyouichi had inherited her cooking talent.
After a lovely dinner, he put the movie in and watched for an opening. He’d watched the Ring 2 before and found it mediocre, she, however, hadn’t and didn’t want to watch it alone. Heh, typical horror movie viewing date. He’d wait for her to squeak and hold onto him, and he’d hold her protectively. Halfway through the movie, she was curled up against him. If she wasn’t there, surely he’d already fallen asleep. But girls had a way for making movies more interesting. He snuggled into her forehead as she yelped, Samara looming over Rachel menacingly before dissolving back into the boy. Soon the movie ended and the credits started rolling. Yuzuki sighed into him and relaxed...
[Yuzuki: I’m not sure if I still want to watch the sequel… I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep if I do…]
/Now, that’s an idea…/
*laugh* Well, fortunately, I predicted that…
[Yuzuki: *pout* Ha-ha…]
Yep, haha… Anyway, I borrowed a few more movies I thought you might like. If you find something you watch to watch, we can see that instead. *pulls our plastic bag from side and presents it* I’ll get some ice cream.
[Yuzuki: *eyes brighten with excitement* Ice cream? *grin*]
Yeah, ice cream. *heads over to kitchen to serve out the desert*
Once in the kitchen, he glanced back to watch her pour the DVDs out on the coffee table and sort through them one by one, reading the summary of each movie. Just as he scooped out his own slightly smaller serving, the phone, her cell phone started playing some Jpop song.
[Yuzuki: Hello? *pause* Yes, so what is it, Nekomi?]
*walks back to living room* *moves some DVDs out of the way* *places bowls on table* *sits down next to Yuzuki*
[Yuzuki: Don’t you think you should try to resolve this on your own? It has been a month… *pause* Or do you intend to do drinking again, and want us to drive you back home, or something along the lines of that? You can be such a brat…]
*leans against one of the arm rests of the couch and pulls Yuzuki between legs*
/Who the hell is this?/
[Yuzuki: *sigh* Can’t you just call Ayase or Eichiro-kun? *pause* And what about Kyuzo? Last time I saw him, he was sharing the same sentiments as you…]
*starts eating ice cream*
[Yuzuki: *steals some from his spoon as she listens* You’re twenty-two… Don’t you have something else to do? Like a distraction? Or do you have no life?]
*snicker* 'That you have to call someone up early in the morning?' So, Yuzuki, what’s all this yelling about? You aren’t deaf, or are you? *gets elbowed fondly* *grunts*
[Yuzuki: No, I’m not deaf. Although she might think so… *winces at loud yelling* *holds phone a foot away*]
Who is it anyway?
[Yuzuki: My teammate. My really spastic teammate…]
Ah, that explains a lot…
[Yuzuki: I know it’s 12AM. I can read time, FYI. *holds phone closer now* *pause* He’s my friend. *steals another small chunk of ice cream and licks lips* He’s a really long time friend. Like longer than you’ve been alive. *pauses* Uhuh… We’re racers. We’re used to sleeping late.]
*nods* *continues to eat* *whispers* When are we going back to…
[Nekomi: Don’t think I didn’t hear that! Oh my God, Yuzuki! You’re fucking right now, aren’t you?!]
[Yuzuki: Uh, no. *rolls eyes* Do you think I’d answer my phone if I were?]
/Although…/
[Yuzuki: Fine, fine. Bye. *puts down phone* *sigh*]
Finally…so where were we...
*snicker*
The Heartache's On Me
*Mr. Deja Vu kimi ga inai/Maboroshi ni natta hibi/Kizuitara kimi ga inai/Toki no hari wa ugokanai/SPEAK TO ME...*
[Yuzuki: *picks up cellphone* Hello?]
I can't believe you left me alone AGAIN Yuzuki! What is it with you and Kyuzo?
[Yuzuki: *sigh* Don’t you think you should try to resolve this on your own? It has been a month… ]
*blush* I'm not talking about that issue Yu-chan! I'm talking about WHY HAVE YOU LEFT ME ALONE AGAIN!!
[Yuzuki: Or do you intend to do drinking again, and want us to drive you back home, or something along the lines of that? You can be such a brat…]
*turns redder* I-I'm not! And no I didn't intend to go drinking today! I-I...err...It's just...DAMNIT you always do this to me, always!
[Yuzuki: *deeper sigh* Can't you just call Ayase or Eichiro-kun?]
They're at Karaoke Poetry night. Ei-chan got roped into babysitting.
[Yuzuki: What about Kyuzo? Last time I saw him he was sharing the same sentiments as you.]
He's at the nail salon. You know what that means.
[Yuzuki: You’re twenty-two… Don’t you have something else to do? Like a distraction? Or do you have no life?]
ARE YOU IMPLYING I'M A SOCIAL MISFIT!! *yells*
^Enter Kyouichi^
[Kyouichi: That you have to call someone up early in the morning? So, Yuzuki, what’s all this yelling about? You aren’t deaf, or are you? *grunts*]
Is that a...that's a man's voice! Yuzuki! What are you doing at *checks watch* 12AM with a MAN??
[Yuzuki: No, I’m not deaf. Although she might think so… *winces at loud yelling* *holds phone a foot away*]
[Kyouichi: Who is it anyway?]
[Yuzuki: My teammate. My really spastic teammate…]
I. Am Not. SPASTIC! *yelling again*
[Kyouichi: Ah, that explains a lot…]
[Yuzuki: *wince* I know it’s 12AM. I can read time, FYI.]
...You're with a guy. YOU'RE WITH A GUY! At 12AM!!!
[Yuzuki: He's my friend.]
At 12AM! What kind of friends do people have at 12AM?!
[Yuzuki: He’s a really long time friend. Like longer than you’ve been alive.]
So? 12AM!
[Yuzuki: Uhuh… We’re racers. We’re used to sleeping late.]
Racers sleep at night when they aren't racing! Not staying up all night doing... God knows what!
[Kyouichi: *whispers* When are we going back to…]
Don’t think I didn’t hear that! Oh my God, Yuzuki! You’re fucking right now, aren’t you?!
[Yuzuki: Uh, no. Do you think I’d answer my phone if I were?]
Yeah...Riiiiight...Oh forget I even called. I'll leave you two alone. USE PROTECTION. Bye Yu-chan.
[Yuzuki: Fine, fine. Bye.]
*hangs up* *takes off hairclip* *stares at hairclip*
It's funny, having a month fly by and you're still wondering how he's doing. Does he miss you. Did he care. This usually happens to bimbos, not motivated career women with dedicated hobbies.
*flops onto bed, still holding clip* But still...why can't I stop thinking about this, huh? And why do my 'friends' have to be so dense as to not figure out why I want them around? When they're around I'm not as lonely. It's when I'm alone that it sucks.
That and there's no more beer in the fridge. *sigh*
...Eugh, and now Yu-chan, who I'm pretty much going to consider my best friend (first I've ever had), has a boyfriend. I don't know who he is or what he looks like, but I don't care. It makes me feel even more pathetic when hyper Apathy-Queen Yuzuki Kamaji has a boyfriend who appears to be playing for keeps. Or at least, they're screwing for keeps.
Some cosmic killjoy up there just LOVES to mess with my life. *sigh* I'm on to you, you JERK!
*turns pin over in hands* ...Jeez. It's been a month. Yu-chan's right. I should get better by now. The problem is, I can't. I can't get over you, you goddamn gorgeous asshole BASTARD. *puts clip back in hair and pats it*
*Walks to fridge* Soda pop. Urgh. It'll do. *pops can open, raises can* Oh well. Tonight, the heartache's on me.
*drinks* *wipes tear away*
[Yuzuki: *picks up cellphone* Hello?]
I can't believe you left me alone AGAIN Yuzuki! What is it with you and Kyuzo?
[Yuzuki: *sigh* Don’t you think you should try to resolve this on your own? It has been a month… ]
*blush* I'm not talking about that issue Yu-chan! I'm talking about WHY HAVE YOU LEFT ME ALONE AGAIN!!
[Yuzuki: Or do you intend to do drinking again, and want us to drive you back home, or something along the lines of that? You can be such a brat…]
*turns redder* I-I'm not! And no I didn't intend to go drinking today! I-I...err...It's just...DAMNIT you always do this to me, always!
[Yuzuki: *deeper sigh* Can't you just call Ayase or Eichiro-kun?]
They're at Karaoke Poetry night. Ei-chan got roped into babysitting.
[Yuzuki: What about Kyuzo? Last time I saw him he was sharing the same sentiments as you.]
He's at the nail salon. You know what that means.
[Yuzuki: You’re twenty-two… Don’t you have something else to do? Like a distraction? Or do you have no life?]
ARE YOU IMPLYING I'M A SOCIAL MISFIT!! *yells*
^Enter Kyouichi^
[Kyouichi: That you have to call someone up early in the morning? So, Yuzuki, what’s all this yelling about? You aren’t deaf, or are you? *grunts*]
Is that a...that's a man's voice! Yuzuki! What are you doing at *checks watch* 12AM with a MAN??
[Yuzuki: No, I’m not deaf. Although she might think so… *winces at loud yelling* *holds phone a foot away*]
[Kyouichi: Who is it anyway?]
[Yuzuki: My teammate. My really spastic teammate…]
I. Am Not. SPASTIC! *yelling again*
[Kyouichi: Ah, that explains a lot…]
[Yuzuki: *wince* I know it’s 12AM. I can read time, FYI.]
...You're with a guy. YOU'RE WITH A GUY! At 12AM!!!
[Yuzuki: He's my friend.]
At 12AM! What kind of friends do people have at 12AM?!
[Yuzuki: He’s a really long time friend. Like longer than you’ve been alive.]
So? 12AM!
[Yuzuki: Uhuh… We’re racers. We’re used to sleeping late.]
Racers sleep at night when they aren't racing! Not staying up all night doing... God knows what!
[Kyouichi: *whispers* When are we going back to…]
Don’t think I didn’t hear that! Oh my God, Yuzuki! You’re fucking right now, aren’t you?!
[Yuzuki: Uh, no. Do you think I’d answer my phone if I were?]
Yeah...Riiiiight...Oh forget I even called. I'll leave you two alone. USE PROTECTION. Bye Yu-chan.
[Yuzuki: Fine, fine. Bye.]
*hangs up* *takes off hairclip* *stares at hairclip*
It's funny, having a month fly by and you're still wondering how he's doing. Does he miss you. Did he care. This usually happens to bimbos, not motivated career women with dedicated hobbies.
*flops onto bed, still holding clip* But still...why can't I stop thinking about this, huh? And why do my 'friends' have to be so dense as to not figure out why I want them around? When they're around I'm not as lonely. It's when I'm alone that it sucks.
That and there's no more beer in the fridge. *sigh*
...Eugh, and now Yu-chan, who I'm pretty much going to consider my best friend (first I've ever had), has a boyfriend. I don't know who he is or what he looks like, but I don't care. It makes me feel even more pathetic when hyper Apathy-Queen Yuzuki Kamaji has a boyfriend who appears to be playing for keeps. Or at least, they're screwing for keeps.
Some cosmic killjoy up there just LOVES to mess with my life. *sigh* I'm on to you, you JERK!
*turns pin over in hands* ...Jeez. It's been a month. Yu-chan's right. I should get better by now. The problem is, I can't. I can't get over you, you goddamn gorgeous asshole BASTARD. *puts clip back in hair and pats it*
*Walks to fridge* Soda pop. Urgh. It'll do. *pops can open, raises can* Oh well. Tonight, the heartache's on me.
*drinks* *wipes tear away*
June 01, 2007
*Beats Drums* Karaoke Poetry
*beats drums* I really don't understand why the team thinks I'm silly. I don't. The bongos are an intense source of succor. *Breathes deeply* And they relieve stress. Of course, as I said before, I am a lone fish *beat beat* floating on a sea of insanity. Surrounded by those who cannot understand my intense spiritual connection to the drums.
So I suppose I'll just have to force it on them. Eichiro-san. Hurry it up in there.
[Eichiro: I'm hurrying!]
*beats drums menacingly*
[Eichiro: Then again, I could always get a bit faster! ^zipping noise^]
Finally. Eichiro-san is one of the only sane ones. But he has already been dazed and confused by the haze that is life. *snaps fingers*
This is why I must ask him to come with me. At any rate, he's the only one who could possibly comprehend the extreme depth that is...
[Eichiro: Alright, I'm done now Ayase. So...what did you want me to do? *wrinkles nose*]
Eichiro-san, come with me. I need you to sit through something with me.
[Eichiro: ...uh, okay. What?]
It is required that I bring a guest to the art corner tonight, but I have to take care of my youngest sister. So I need you to entertain her while I'm on stage.
[Eichiro: That's all? Uhm...okay. What are you going to perform.]
/I hope he understands this./
Karaoke poetry, Eichiro-san. Karaoke poetry.
[Eichiro: *falls over chibi style*]
So I suppose I'll just have to force it on them. Eichiro-san. Hurry it up in there.
[Eichiro: I'm hurrying!]
*beats drums menacingly*
[Eichiro: Then again, I could always get a bit faster! ^zipping noise^]
Finally. Eichiro-san is one of the only sane ones. But he has already been dazed and confused by the haze that is life. *snaps fingers*
This is why I must ask him to come with me. At any rate, he's the only one who could possibly comprehend the extreme depth that is...
[Eichiro: Alright, I'm done now Ayase. So...what did you want me to do? *wrinkles nose*]
Eichiro-san, come with me. I need you to sit through something with me.
[Eichiro: ...uh, okay. What?]
It is required that I bring a guest to the art corner tonight, but I have to take care of my youngest sister. So I need you to entertain her while I'm on stage.
[Eichiro: That's all? Uhm...okay. What are you going to perform.]
/I hope he understands this./
Karaoke poetry, Eichiro-san. Karaoke poetry.
[Eichiro: *falls over chibi style*]
Not Today!
Ayaaaaase... *whine*
[Ayase: Come along, Eichiro-san... *grabs hold of Eichiro's wrist with one hand and hangs on to drums* We don't want to be late.]
Ayaaaaase... *more whining* Why do I have to come along... I just want to go home. I... I promised my brothers that we'd do... something... *pout*
/Thank God I brought my car today.../
[Ayase: *faces Eichiro and stares him down...* Eichiro-san, how often do I ask favors of you?]
Eep... *watches dark spirits circle Ayase's head*
[Ayase: Eichiro-san...]
-.-
All right... *sigh* /I'll just make an excuse to go to the rest room and split.../
[Ayase: Come along, Eichiro-san... *grabs hold of Eichiro's wrist with one hand and hangs on to drums* We don't want to be late.]
Ayaaaaase... *more whining* Why do I have to come along... I just want to go home. I... I promised my brothers that we'd do... something... *pout*
/Thank God I brought my car today.../
[Ayase: *faces Eichiro and stares him down...* Eichiro-san, how often do I ask favors of you?]
Eep... *watches dark spirits circle Ayase's head*
[Ayase: Eichiro-san...]
-.-
All right... *sigh* /I'll just make an excuse to go to the rest room and split.../
Alone But Not Lonely
She tells me we're too old not to have anything to do. And she's right. I could be doing my laundry, or paying my bills, but I DON'T WANT TO. Darling, life's too boring when you're alone. Which is what I am, alone.
I'd smoke but I quit smoking and I don't want to pick up the habit again.
*makes a turn*
*hands on the wheel, stares straight ahead*
I would turn on the radio, but nothing good plays at this hour. Yuzuki's such a sourpuss, shooing me off like I was Nekomi. And I am anything but an immature twenty-two year old who loves kicking factory-wrought metal.
*makes another turn* Can't a guy be lonely? I mean really Darling, I'm just a lonely man...kind of. I mean, really, how 'man' can a gay guy be? The appropos term is 'gay', not 'fruit'. Do I look like an apple to you?
*flips pink highlights* But anyway, I should be used to it. In touge racing...loneliness is kinda the norm. I just need to prove I can race with the big boys, and then I'll be happy. Law student and racer...that would look so good on a sexy little black business card.
Too bad I can't put it on one. *sigh* -_-
*pulls up in parking lot* Anyway, I'm home. *fumbles for keys*
*walks in, turns on lights* Dear God! My nails are so...eugh! Must dash to beauty shop...that's it! Why didn't I think of it before!
*runs out and hops into NA*
Darling, I may be alone, but you're never lonely at the nail salon.
I'd smoke but I quit smoking and I don't want to pick up the habit again.
*makes a turn*
*hands on the wheel, stares straight ahead*
I would turn on the radio, but nothing good plays at this hour. Yuzuki's such a sourpuss, shooing me off like I was Nekomi. And I am anything but an immature twenty-two year old who loves kicking factory-wrought metal.
*makes another turn* Can't a guy be lonely? I mean really Darling, I'm just a lonely man...kind of. I mean, really, how 'man' can a gay guy be? The appropos term is 'gay', not 'fruit'. Do I look like an apple to you?
*flips pink highlights* But anyway, I should be used to it. In touge racing...loneliness is kinda the norm. I just need to prove I can race with the big boys, and then I'll be happy. Law student and racer...that would look so good on a sexy little black business card.
Too bad I can't put it on one. *sigh* -_-
*pulls up in parking lot* Anyway, I'm home. *fumbles for keys*
*walks in, turns on lights* Dear God! My nails are so...eugh! Must dash to beauty shop...that's it! Why didn't I think of it before!
*runs out and hops into NA*
Darling, I may be alone, but you're never lonely at the nail salon.
To Nikko!
Okie... *looks at Kyuzo* Well, I'll be leaving now.
[Kyuzo: Hey! Why are you leaving me alone?!]
I'm sure you can do something else too... We're too old to have nothing to do...
[Kyuzo: Ouch. We're not thaaat old yet.]
*shrug* Well, I feel that way. Anyway, see yah!
[Kyuzo: *pout* Fine! Be that way! The lot of you! *gets into NA and drives away*]
So... I suppose, now'd be a good time to head over. I hope he got the DVDs... *dreamy smile*
She slid into her precious NC, glancing at her mirror quickly, she smiled. Opening her glove compartment, she put out a ratty old stuff toy. Pressing it's balding head to her lips, she smiled again. She put it down on her lap gently and reached back into the compartment, pulling out a compact CD case. Flipping through her collection boredly, she tilted her head slightly as she found a certain volume of Super Eurobeat she hadn't listened to in ages.
Slipping it out of it's plastic case, she put SEB 173 into her CD player. She skipped the first songs until she got to track 15, where she closed her eyes then nodded. Proceeding to step on the clutch then balancing the accelerator, she lurched down the road speeding down to Nikko.
*I don't need to find a place now/ You're close to me now/ I believe I need to tell you/ Who I really am*
*tucks hair behind ear*
*sigh*
*proceeds to almost run over a granny crossing the street*
*Open your heart, you've got to believe it/ I'm just waiting for your love/ Tell me you always be with you*
*enters highway and takes note of any interesting cars*
*her attention is caught by a black and red FD, a Veilside FD*
Ooh... Nice car...
*I just need to take my time now/ With you tonight babe/ Close your eyes and try to tell me/ Who you really are*
Soon the exit for Nikko appears and she takes it, excitement making her reckless as she swerves past aforementioned FD. The FD honks loudly at her, but she ignores it as she hurried to her destination.
* gets out and stares at the apartment complex*
*grin*
*gets bag from trunk and stuffs stuff toy into it*
*grin*
*heads up*
Knock, knock...
[Kyouichi: Hey there... You're finally here... I've got the DVDs, and made dinner.*grin* I hope you haven't had dinner yet.]
[Kyuzo: Hey! Why are you leaving me alone?!]
I'm sure you can do something else too... We're too old to have nothing to do...
[Kyuzo: Ouch. We're not thaaat old yet.]
*shrug* Well, I feel that way. Anyway, see yah!
[Kyuzo: *pout* Fine! Be that way! The lot of you! *gets into NA and drives away*]
So... I suppose, now'd be a good time to head over. I hope he got the DVDs... *dreamy smile*
She slid into her precious NC, glancing at her mirror quickly, she smiled. Opening her glove compartment, she put out a ratty old stuff toy. Pressing it's balding head to her lips, she smiled again. She put it down on her lap gently and reached back into the compartment, pulling out a compact CD case. Flipping through her collection boredly, she tilted her head slightly as she found a certain volume of Super Eurobeat she hadn't listened to in ages.
Slipping it out of it's plastic case, she put SEB 173 into her CD player. She skipped the first songs until she got to track 15, where she closed her eyes then nodded. Proceeding to step on the clutch then balancing the accelerator, she lurched down the road speeding down to Nikko.
*I don't need to find a place now/ You're close to me now/ I believe I need to tell you/ Who I really am*
*tucks hair behind ear*
*sigh*
*proceeds to almost run over a granny crossing the street*
*Open your heart, you've got to believe it/ I'm just waiting for your love/ Tell me you always be with you*
*enters highway and takes note of any interesting cars*
*her attention is caught by a black and red FD, a Veilside FD*
Ooh... Nice car...
*I just need to take my time now/ With you tonight babe/ Close your eyes and try to tell me/ Who you really are*
Soon the exit for Nikko appears and she takes it, excitement making her reckless as she swerves past aforementioned FD. The FD honks loudly at her, but she ignores it as she hurried to her destination.
* gets out and stares at the apartment complex*
*grin*
*gets bag from trunk and stuffs stuff toy into it*
*grin*
*heads up*
Knock, knock...
[Kyouichi: Hey there... You're finally here... I've got the DVDs, and made dinner.*grin* I hope you haven't had dinner yet.]
The Fruit, The Shrink, and Me.
Ehem. Ehem, EHEM.
Yu-chan did a great job introducing the general idea of the team.
[Yuzuki: Thank you! *grin*]
And our lovely support team. *flamboyant hand gesture towards Eichiro and Ayase*
[Eichiro and Ayase: *blush* Thank you.]
But she forgot one teensy weensy detail. Nothing much actually. It's just that she forgot to introduce US. *glares at Yuzuki*
[Yuzuki: *rolls eyes*]
So that lovely duty will go to me, Nekomi Takazawa, a.k.a.-and Kyuzo hates this nickname-The Red Rose of Hananuki.
[Kyuzo: And the vainest of them all.]
SHUT UP Kyuzo!
[Kyuzo: Well it's truuuuue.]
[Yuzuki: Kyuzo, cut it out. Nekomi, get on with it!]
Fiiiine. Demanding little...ehem. Anyway, there's our lovely team 'stylist', Kyuzo Fukushiba, who is ever so fruity and makes it his duty to stare at every hot opponents booty. *sigh* And I made that rhyme.
[Kyuzo: Darling, not every hot opponent's booty...]
[Yuzuki: Kyuzo, I have a record, and it's every hot opponent's booty. *waves list in Kyuzo's face*]
[Ayase: *beats drums* Denial...*beat* Sweet flavor of life. *beat* Keeping us all sane with the deception.]
*clap clap* Yeah, great job Ayapon. Anyway, next is Yu-chan, Yuzuki Kamaji, the resident shrink. It's her job to keep us all sane...and she's sadly failing since we're all running around absolutely bonkers. Particularly Kyu-kun. He's nuts.
[Kyuzo: *sticks out his tongue* So are you.]
No. I'm immature. You're nuts.
[Yuzuki: Actually, you're both nuts. Kyu-kun, you flirt with every hot piece of ass provided it's male. Neko-chan, you kick guardrails, drink like a fish, and yell at nothing.]
[Eichiro: What about me?!]
[Yuzuki: Eichi-kun, you're sane.]
Will you guys QUIT INTERRUPTING ME?? Jeez, what's a girl to do around here? *makes nyah-nyah face*
[Yuzuki and Kyuzo: And just how old are you again, Nekomi?]
Oh shut up. *kicks guardrail and stomps off*
[Yuzuki and Kyuzo: Jeez, not again! *go after Nekomi*]
[Ayase: *beats bongo drums* Age. *beats* Age is like a rhyme. *beats* Utterly confusing. *beats* Yet oh so sublime...*beat, beat, beat* And I bid you farewell. Come, Eichiro-san, let us go explore the metaphysical phenomenon that is friendship.]
[Eichiro: What?]
[Ayase: *sigh* Let's go with the others, Eichiro-san.]
[Eichiro: Okay! *Follows Ayase*]
[Ayase: *deep sigh* I am the only sane fish floating in this sea of insanity.]
Yu-chan did a great job introducing the general idea of the team.
[Yuzuki: Thank you! *grin*]
And our lovely support team. *flamboyant hand gesture towards Eichiro and Ayase*
[Eichiro and Ayase: *blush* Thank you.]
But she forgot one teensy weensy detail. Nothing much actually. It's just that she forgot to introduce US. *glares at Yuzuki*
[Yuzuki: *rolls eyes*]
So that lovely duty will go to me, Nekomi Takazawa, a.k.a.-and Kyuzo hates this nickname-The Red Rose of Hananuki.
[Kyuzo: And the vainest of them all.]
SHUT UP Kyuzo!
[Kyuzo: Well it's truuuuue.]
[Yuzuki: Kyuzo, cut it out. Nekomi, get on with it!]
Fiiiine. Demanding little...ehem. Anyway, there's our lovely team 'stylist', Kyuzo Fukushiba, who is ever so fruity and makes it his duty to stare at every hot opponents booty. *sigh* And I made that rhyme.
[Kyuzo: Darling, not every hot opponent's booty...]
[Yuzuki: Kyuzo, I have a record, and it's every hot opponent's booty. *waves list in Kyuzo's face*]
[Ayase: *beats drums* Denial...*beat* Sweet flavor of life. *beat* Keeping us all sane with the deception.]
*clap clap* Yeah, great job Ayapon. Anyway, next is Yu-chan, Yuzuki Kamaji, the resident shrink. It's her job to keep us all sane...and she's sadly failing since we're all running around absolutely bonkers. Particularly Kyu-kun. He's nuts.
[Kyuzo: *sticks out his tongue* So are you.]
No. I'm immature. You're nuts.
[Yuzuki: Actually, you're both nuts. Kyu-kun, you flirt with every hot piece of ass provided it's male. Neko-chan, you kick guardrails, drink like a fish, and yell at nothing.]
[Eichiro: What about me?!]
[Yuzuki: Eichi-kun, you're sane.]
Will you guys QUIT INTERRUPTING ME?? Jeez, what's a girl to do around here? *makes nyah-nyah face*
[Yuzuki and Kyuzo: And just how old are you again, Nekomi?]
Oh shut up. *kicks guardrail and stomps off*
[Yuzuki and Kyuzo: Jeez, not again! *go after Nekomi*]
[Ayase: *beats bongo drums* Age. *beats* Age is like a rhyme. *beats* Utterly confusing. *beats* Yet oh so sublime...*beat, beat, beat* And I bid you farewell. Come, Eichiro-san, let us go explore the metaphysical phenomenon that is friendship.]
[Eichiro: What?]
[Ayase: *sigh* Let's go with the others, Eichiro-san.]
[Eichiro: Okay! *Follows Ayase*]
[Ayase: *deep sigh* I am the only sane fish floating in this sea of insanity.]
The Formation
Well... Ahem...
[Nekomi: *scoff* Get on with it...]
*glare*
Fine. This is D-GX. The Drift-Grip Experiment.
[Kyuzo: Should it be... I dunno, DD-GX? I mean, she's the only one gripping around...]
[Nekomi: *sticks tongue out* As if... DD-GX sucks.]
Yeah... As she said, I grip the corners... Mostly anyway... And these two drift like crazy. In fact, I don't know how they even afford their tyres... Well, Kyuzo, I see, but Neko-
[Nekomi: Oi! No bashing!]
[Kyuzo: Actually, she does have a point... We burn our tires a lot more... Hey, maybe...]
[Nekomi: Shut it! Turncoat! Who cares?! Drift is the best!]
Right... Anyway. We met only recently and since we all drive the same car, only different generations of it, and we were all racers, we decided on forming a team. Those were the two drifters, if you haven't caught onto that yet.
[Ayase: *beats on her bongo drums* I sense dissension...]
Uhuh... That was Ayase. She's our mechanic. And chef. And the one who brings out her drums... like whenever...
[Eichiro: What about me?!]
Him too. Eichi-kun's our second mechanic.
[Eichiro: *pout* Wow... Jeez, why do I get the one-liner?]
He has a nice car though. A totally hot one. *nods*
[Nekomi & Kyuzo: Ours are hotter though! *high five*]
[Nekomi: *scoff* Get on with it...]
*glare*
Fine. This is D-GX. The Drift-Grip Experiment.
[Kyuzo: Should it be... I dunno, DD-GX? I mean, she's the only one gripping around...]
[Nekomi: *sticks tongue out* As if... DD-GX sucks.]
Yeah... As she said, I grip the corners... Mostly anyway... And these two drift like crazy. In fact, I don't know how they even afford their tyres... Well, Kyuzo, I see, but Neko-
[Nekomi: Oi! No bashing!]
[Kyuzo: Actually, she does have a point... We burn our tires a lot more... Hey, maybe...]
[Nekomi: Shut it! Turncoat! Who cares?! Drift is the best!]
Right... Anyway. We met only recently and since we all drive the same car, only different generations of it, and we were all racers, we decided on forming a team. Those were the two drifters, if you haven't caught onto that yet.
[Ayase: *beats on her bongo drums* I sense dissension...]
Uhuh... That was Ayase. She's our mechanic. And chef. And the one who brings out her drums... like whenever...
[Eichiro: What about me?!]
Him too. Eichi-kun's our second mechanic.
[Eichiro: *pout* Wow... Jeez, why do I get the one-liner?]
He has a nice car though. A totally hot one. *nods*
[Nekomi & Kyuzo: Ours are hotter though! *high five*]
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