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    1. Bourgeoisie 9 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current Seatbelts are for pussies. God is for cowards. Death is forever. Drugs are for numbing yourself to the horror of eternity Arbys is for lunch
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8 yrs ago
Why is one responding to me? ;_;
8 yrs ago
That sad moment when you realize that you can rp really mentally fucked up people despite being relatively well adjusted. Does it make me really empathetic or am I just really good at research?
8 yrs ago
I'm going silent for the next week, if I don't reply to anything it's because of that.
8 yrs ago
Statistically, no one loves you. No one has even ever heard of you. Enjoy Arbys, you completely irrelevant turd
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I live on the Eastern time zone.

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@Hellis

I have a flight tomorrow, so I'm turning in now. One last question, would you be opposed to my character having a gun for this encounter?
If anyone wants to collab, just ask.
@Thundercrash @Rune_Alchemist @PatrickDrummer

Dwight Waters was kind of having a shitty day. He'd been called in the previous night to make fix some problems, and was currently running on adrenaline and coffee fumes. The generators had seemed to be throwing a hissy fit by constantly shutting off, which turned out to be because some electrician had unevenly distributed the loads among the generators and had nearly overloaded two of them. After getting into an argument with the electrician over Pokégear, he had been forced to rectify the mistake himself. That had taken ten painstaking hours of calculations, tinkering, and checks to make sure the generator's would run smoothly once the station got up and running.

Of course, that was not the only thing to go wrong. The elevator then had issues, and he had spent the rest of the time before the reopening trying to find out what was wrong with the elevator. After fixing those issues and checking to make sure no one had tampered with the systems during construction, he was left with two hours before the grand reopening. Those two hours became a panicked rush to clean up all the messes that came with the fixes. The elevator was still being checked out by some of the other janitors and handymen, and Dwight was going to ride it down and get some breakfast and a nap.

Which was why he was surprised to find the lights on in one of the recording booths as he was walking down the hallway after stashing his tools in a janitor closet.

"I'm so fucking done for this shit." Dwight growled as he made his way to the booth. Standing in the doorway he saw the three figure standing in the room.

"Who the hell are you people?" Dwight's deep voice ground out as he glared at the trio.
@Space Boyfriend

Guild Wars 2 whoop whoop.
4/7 12:00 - Yamazaki Garage

Kenichi Yamakazi was hunched over slightly, staring intently at the task in front of him. The room was brightly lit with florescent tubes, and was dominated by a large worktable and several large shelves. On top of the table was an electric blue bike clamped up right. The large young man carefully threaded the silver chain through the teeth of the gears of the bike. Callous fingers moved deftly, over and under, a tug here and there. Straighting up from his hunched position, he hollered over the din of radio and machine.

"Subaru," Kenichi cried as he began to stretch his slightly sore muscles. "I just finished the Inui's kid bike, and I'm takin' it over."

"Sure thing son," A voice called back through the door as Kenichi unclamped the bike, "Hurry back though, we're gonna break for lunch soon."

"A'ight, be back soon." Kenichi replied as he held the bike one handed. Walking carefully, he made his way to the door in the workshop, and opened it to the bright afternoon summer sun. With his free hand, Kenichi shaded his eyes before closing and licking the door behind him.

Inside and in the main garage, an older and more heavyset man paused in his tinkering on the truck raised above him. Sliding up from underneath the vehicle, he got up from his position and began wiping his hands with a yellow handkerchief. The vibrant cloth turned into a dark and muddy square by the time Subaru Yamazaki was finished.

Sighing deeply, Subaru looked over in the direction of the door that his son had left through. "Oh Ken, my boy." Subaru thought as he tossed the stained cloth onto a mobile toolbox. "I know you blame yourself for what happened, but you need to let it go. No one blames you for a minor accident"

Sighing deeply again, the man walked over to the large sink and began to rinse to leftover oil from his hands. After that, he opened the steel door next to the sink and began making his way up to the apartment above the garage.

"School's gonna start soon. Hope Ken will make some friends this year." Subaru thought as he opened the door at the top of the flight of stairs.




4/7 12:20 - Inui Household

Gently setting the bike in front of the door, Kenichi gently rapped on the wooden door. He was answered by the muffled sound of running steps before the door flew open. Greeting the Keinchi was a little girl with black heir plaited into a long braid. Her neck craned upwards to look at the young man. She then looked down at the blue bicycle and squealed happily. She was soon joined by a harried looking older women cradling a baby in the crook of her arm.

"Taki, don't just open the door all of a sud-, oh hello there Kenichi. Have you already finished fixing Taki's bike?" The older woman asked as she shifted the baby in her arms to cradle it on her shoulder.

Ken nodded before asking, "Ms. Inui, where do you want me to but this?"

"Oh, it's fine Kenichi, leave it in the doorway, I'll handle it." Mrs. Inui replied.

"Nah, it's alright, I don't mind." Kenichi said as he picked up the bike. "Just tell me where to put it."

Taki watched as Kenichi effortlessly held the bike in his right hand and moved it to the carport. "Wow mister, you're really strong." The girl saidas she looked up at Kenichi.

Kenichi sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. "I guess, not that being this strong has really been a good thing."
Taki didn't hear his reply, as she had already run off and returned, struggingly to drag a thick tree branch. Kenichi quickly came over and took the heavy weight from the girl. The stick was four feet long and about four inches thick.

"My older brother found this a few days ago and gave it to me, but mama said it's to big to put in my room." Taki said, gesturing to the piece of wood.

"You want me to break it." Kenichi replied.

"Yep!"

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

Sighing, Kenichi took the large branch in his hands and inhaled deeply. In a swift motion, he broke the branch with a loud crack that echoed in the carport.

"Whoa, you really are like an ogre!" Taki cried cheerfully, to Kenichi's confusion.

"Ogre?" Kenichi asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Yeah! A kid in my class told us a story about," Taki paused in her inspection of the tree branch and tried to lower her voice, "The Helpful Ogre that got a kite out of a tree for him by breaking the tree in half!"

Kenichi blinked. Then blinked again, and began to scratch his cheek with his index finger. "Oh, I remember now. I didn't break a tree in half though."

"What'd you do then?"

"The tree was dying, and I may have accidentally ripped a chunk of the tree with the branch." Kenichi said sheepishly.

Taki just continued to stare at the young man in awe. "That's...SO COOL!" She said excitedly. "Wow, I've gotta tell my friends this! See ya mister!"

Taki ran back to the door, waving as she ran. Kenichi waved back, before turning away and walking out of the car port. He began walking along the road, making his way out of the neighborhood and back to his families garage.
@Bourgeoisie

That particular janitor was an NPC, to set the tone of the first post.

@Experiment 249

Think of it as an opportunity for conflict. Lacking that, we already have a driving force!


So is this everyone's first day, or are we all established workers at the tower?
@Absolis

question, would Dwight be the janitor?
@Emma
Best wishes to your mother and your family, may she have speedy recovery.
@Archangel89

Some people might have seen mine when I messed up earlier.
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