Jessikka

The Family Business

Yes, may I reserve a Hero spot with Stitches and Hovelmeier?

The Bathhouse of the Third Witch (A Spirited Away RP)

Daniel grinned, running a hand through his hair. He watched the letters rise off the page, curiously watching as peoples name get cut short. He watches as his name rises, smiling fondly at the letters, as if amused by their sudden life. Though this got cut short harshly as his name got mauled so short that he was left with only three letters. He opened his mouth as if to complain however he knew he could not for fear of severe punishment. He watched it come close to him, imagining it would pass through. It did not. Slap. "Ow." he muttered as the letters hit him square in the forehead. He obviously wasn't hurt it was more shock. He glanced to Yoru as he stuttered over his words, almost wishing to laugh in his face. He watched this bemusedly until the wicked croan of the old, evil witch sounded in his ears "Hm?". Silence. The world drowned out and he heard silence, his mouth dropped and he stared blankly at the witch. Surely. Surely she must be. She has to be lying.

The instructions of Yoru passed over him as he stared. He followed orders given to him but it took him a while to break out this state of shock "Forever." he blurted just as the room fell silent due to Yoru and Mai's argument. This caused a few people to stare but soon the room picked up with noise as everyone began to pick up working again.

Wait. He'd tried to mull over what was said No food? More work..? Wait people don't like humans? these thoughts ticked over in his mind. For a most of the time he'd remained quite quiet and didn't say...Anything save for a few replies. Only when he'd heard the dull murmurings of words around him did he tune in. Names. Wait. Names? People were reciting their names, but now they've stopped. And they're looking. At me..

"Ame"

Wait that wasn't his name... Was it? Surely it must be, he'd replied so methodically as if he'd done it his whole life! It had to be. This spirit world was messing with his head. He was is Ame that was always his name. Now he'd felt dumb, though the confusion couldn't help but show on his face.

The Bathhouse of the Third Witch (A Spirited Away RP)

Daniel watched Yoru walk around near Mae and Tori and took a step towards them watching Yoru carefully until he walked all the way to the elevator. He stepped back to the centre of the room and examined the area around him. Time stretched and what was probably a few seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours. He'd ruffled his hair and run a hand through it and, despite the lengthy feeling of time, the door that opened felt like it was opened too early. The door, he'd noticed, looks old and the handles appeared as if they'd not been touched for a long time with a thin layer of dust settled on them. The idea of anyone being in that room was unthinkable, laughable, even, however, Daniel did not find this an appropriate time to crack a joke.

He was partially right, the handles had not been touched, probably, since they'd been made, he marvelled as the doors opened themselves. However this short moment of awe was shattered as he'd ignored the croaking voice and suddenly, as if a rope had been wrapped around him, he got pulled inside. In a desperate attempt to slow down he slammed his feet into the carpet/rug, he couldn't lift his feet up, however, as he would fall. Nearing the end of his journey he couldn't take the heat or the pain so he lifted his feet only to find his "flight" cut short by gravity, which came to force when the pull inside had stopped abruptly and he fell to the floor, landing on his chest.

He was too busy pulling himself to his feet as everyone else looked around the room. He soon got to the front of the group, standing between them and the old witch that, somehow, reminded him of a teacher. As soon as he felt he was defending the younger children enough he marvelled at the room. He traced the line of the designs on the rug, and looked at the shined dark wooden desk with the carvings on the outer side. He only noticed the gold when the witch ran her hands through it, making a harsh, metallic sound which snapped him back to reality.

"Hello, Dearies." "Do you know why you are here? Do you want to ask me anything before we begin?"

Daniel stepped forward. He most certainly DID want to ask a question, well more a command, really. WELL more a threat, really "You dare lay a single, wrinkly finger, OR let -anyone else- in this... Bathhouse hurt anyone here and I will do my best to... To repel customers and therefore cutting off your income!" Somehow that insult / threat felt weak and he doubted it would have any effect but what's said is said and he could not take it back now.

The Bathhouse of the Third Witch (A Spirited Away RP)

Daniel perked at the voice, he glanced around and stared at the reptile-like man in interest he'd reach out to touch him but decided that a bad idea. As soon as the order 'Follow me' passed him he almost laughed giddily at the idea of getting off the boat which, looking at it now, made him feel a sickly gurgle in his stomach. He turned away and flinched as soon as "death" was mentioned. This holiday of sorts was a poor one at best Definitely one star or less... he thought angrily, though distracted by the light that came into sight.

He stared at the tall building. Was that there before or did he only notice this now? It felt impossible to have not known its existence, which was so bold and bright that the thought of it felt wrong. He attempted to imagine this place as home but imagining the tall bright building on his street made him sick, he stopped. Once the glare of lights had dimmed and his eyes adjusted he noticed the style of the building. It looked traditional and formal and he scowled. Whatever twisted dream he was experiencing he refused to change the way he acts for this silly palace of a building. He glanced over his shoulder and stared at the boat, his mouth hung open comically and as the boat lurched forward he fell back and gripped the wood tightly. He hung himself over the edge of the boat and stared at the water but as soon as he heard the voice he sat up quickly.

Daniel listened intensely to the instructions as the thought of a "game over" in a dream made him sick. He thought it weird at being addressed as "human" which implied the man talking was not though that was clear that he was certainly not human. He stared awe-struck at the man and muttered "Master Yoru" under his breath to make it stick in his memory. He was about to open his mouth to ask a question but was rudely cut off by his instruction to -not- ask any questions. He slunk back down into his seat, slouching. He got thrown forward as the boat came to a halt and he stood quickly, being rather tall he bends over the head of the person in front to counter balance the in coming fall but managed to avoid slamming into whoever was ahead of him. As Master Yoru extended his hand out for Daniel he stared at it then at the water then takes it, as soon as his bare feet touch the floor his pulled his hand quickly. Equally disgusted at the frog-man.

Daniel hurried into the centre of the group and flashed a smile at Tori as she'd answered him however he'd not gotten a chance to reply to her. He seemed to keep up decently with him already being pretty tall and had larger strides anyways. At one time when Yoru had glared at the group he flashed a mischievous grin and poked his tongue out mockingly however this was to lighten up his own mood and possibly the dead-quiet children around him. Children... he thought That's all they are he frowned pitifully at the younger children then glared ahead though now he was tensed, ready to leap and protect them from the 'guests' that threatened to hurt them.

He adjusted to the inside after the wall of noise hit him and stared at a few people who ran by, their frog-like appearance didn't surprise him but he certainly did think it strange that almost all resembled frog-like status. The foods however did. Somehow he'd thought they wouldn't eat real food and near-expected fried flies or something ridiculous. He stared at the working women thinking their work was near too hard however the grime that was to their sides looked like all the work was needed. He shuddered and then glanced to the ornate-dressed chubby women, he noticed their ever-so-slightly low-cut outfits then averted his eyes. The idea of frog-women with dot-eyebrows did not appeal to him and he gagged to himself.

Daniel stopped at the silence and then hurried to the group again and stared at the people challengingly then he put an arm in front of the nearest younger child defensively. He watched as everyone returned to work as soon as the "big tub" was mentioned and shrugged. As long as they weren't bothering him or -anyone else- in his small group he hardly minded. He hurried closer to the frog-man glancing around protectively and glaring at anyone who dared meet his eye, though as soon as they looked away he shuddered. He'd thought the palace looked big from the outside but if the TARDIS was the size of a planet inside then this must have been a galaxy. He watched as they'd passed the baths, intrigued as the pink-clad women worked. He watched as water flooded into one tub and a herbal smell filled his nose. Unfamiliar with herbal scents he just recognises this as planty smell.

Daniel waited until everyone else was inside the lift until he got in himself, stretching his arms out across the children protectively whilst glaring challengingly at the frog-man's pony-tail throughout the time the lift trudged upwards. Whether his acts of protection was going noticed he didn't know nor did he care. He would continue until he knew they were safe. He listened to the instructions and, despite his mischievous attitude, he decided he did -NOT- want to get punished severely. He stepped outside the lift and stared at the children, though he was near the same age and opened his mouth as if to say something then glared at Frog-man. His orders stuck in his mind and Daniel didn't -FEEL- like getting murdered today so he kept his mouth shut. He still remained tense though and glanced around for any sense of danger.

The Bathhouse of the Third Witch (A Spirited Away RP)

Hovelmeier said
Hai, Jessikka! It's good to see you have joined \o/ Plus Blake has, at least, another boy in the company! I will post tonight by the way, it has just been a rather stressful weekend ^^

I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO RP GUYS ( Or as Stitches so annoyingly wants me to put *GLARE* "Males/dudes" as she believes I'm talking as a general sense *GLARE* ). You see that's why almost ALL my chars are girls. Because I do not know how they work so he'll PROBABLY be rather feminine. You may find yourself questioning his gender but I've tried to make him boy-ish BTW Ame and Makoto are going to be bros if Makoto likes it or not.

Ame: "Hey~!"
Makoto: "Go away."
Ame: "Haha! NOPE"

The Bathhouse of the Third Witch (A Spirited Away RP)

Daniels eyes snapped open and silently he climbed out of bed, unlocked the door and left his house with no dismay. He pushed past the garden without a glance to where the twins lived and headed down the street. There weren't any cars though this didn't strike him as strange as he was in a residential area. No-one had woken up to stop him but at that moment he didn't even care. He broke the urban border and walked tirelessly through fields of tall grass. Little tried to stop him, though he doubted any of the animals cared more than getting woken up. He hopped over the fence and walked mindlessly through a forest, animals scuttered around him, darting away from where he walked, nervous about his presence. Soon he saw a tall structure. A blue wall with cracking paint, chipping away and tall strips of ivy growing up it, a dim light shone on the stones in front of it, dimmed by the ivy that entangled it. Beneath the hanging light an arched tunnel stretched open infront of him. Without so much as slowing down he pushed through it.

Daniel ran his hands along the walls, feeling the cracks and the webs that littered it. The stone path was cracked and littered with pebbles and on the walls lights hung off of chains, lighting a small part of the path to ease the strain he put on his eyes to see. Every now and again his feet brushed some moss which made his sore feet hurt less. After a few minutes of walking he noticed a small gap in the tunnel. The end of the tunnel, despite the saying, showed no light, or less than what was around him and he noticed, as he broke free of the confined walls of the tunnel, that the light above the arched tunnel had been smashed. Glass sprinkled the path to both sides of him but the more he looked the more he noticed it was as if it was pushed there or swept over. This didn't bother him much though. He pushed onwards and shortly heard the light brushing of water against the land and saw an empty boat. He was the first on it seemed. He sat in it and allowed it to take him away, picking up the rest of the children afterwards.

Daniel looked around, he'd only just noticed he forgot his dearest items, his headphones and Iphone. This came to him first and sudden realization flowered through his body as he noticed he was on a boat with a handful of children. His first instinct was to laugh nervously as he assessed what even caused him to get him here. He couldn't fathom how he got here, that seemed the only sane question to ask right now. He noticed he was the first to regain his senses and examined the boat, to his dismay it appeared fine and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Though that being said he wondered if everyone on the boat could even swim...

An icy wind cut through Daniel's thin pyjama vest and trousers and he realised how cold it was, he tugged on it and attempted to distract himself by playing with the water however it was also freezing and he withdrew his hand quickly. He pulled his knees into his chest and sighed, staring at the floor of the boat. He kicked out his legs and ignored the others on the boat and flopped back. The silence that stretched out after that bothered him so he spoke up "Does anyone know where we're going?" he asked but didn't expect much of an answer any ways.

The Bathhouse of the Third Witch (A Spirited Away RP)

Fixed :3

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The Bathhouse of the Third Witch (A Spirited Away RP)

Daniel

NAME: Daniel Amera[/centre]

NEW NAME: Ame (Ah-May)

NATIONALITY: English

GENDER: ♂

AGE: 14 years old.

APPEARANCE: Ame has medium-length choppy white hair and sea-green/blue eyes (a vibrant cyan colour I guess?). He's slim and tall and not very muscular due to lack of hard work. He likes to wear vests or low-cut tops with a jacket and always carries his headphones and Iphone for music. (Perhaps his name could be lost in a list of contacts) He has a mischievous grin and an imp-like way of holding himself that makes people not trust him to do the right things, contrary to his personality.

PERSONALITY: Ame is a mischievous boy who will be the one who wants to "Check out the old abandoned house" or "Cross the old withering bridge!" just to get some kicks. He's upbeat and jokey and likes to keep a bright and light-hearted attitude either around himself or as a general feel with everyone. Despite this, being the eldest boy he will act brotherly towards those less able than he. He'll sympathise with the younger children and has given himself the idea to attempt to protect everyone.

HISTORY: Ame can only really remember moving house constantly. The first place he re-called living in was an apartment. He'd lived there until he was four then moved. Next he lived in a terraced house with limited space. Being so close to the neighbours means he made friends with a girl next-door to him, he'd climb over the fence to play with her in her back garden and they'd play hide and seek and loud boisterous games.

Shortly after they'd become really close he ended up moving. A semi-detached house when he was seven, a new, fancy private school and no friends. He listened to music and made friends with the twins that lived next to him. Similar to the girl-next-door he'd climb through a hole in the fence and played on their play instruments and they even walked to school together! The twins became his closest friend and his guide to school life and general life. As soon as he reached ten years old they were allowed to play outside the gardens and he remembers on hot summer days they'd go down to the shop and buy ice-creams with their two pound pocket money. Around eleven he became aware of what he wore and decided to make himself look presentable, though not going through as much trouble as girls may. On his eleventh birthday the twins introduced him to bands he was interested in now and on his fourteenth birthday they gave him a pair of copper and black headphones with his name on one side and the twins names on the other side, in scripted in gold.

(( It may not be brilliant but since it is rather last-minute you said it was understandable! ))

The 'Correction' Operation

Okay yeah that looks fine! I don't see much wrong with it ^-^