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7 yrs ago
Current NOTICE: I NEED TO PUT EVERYTHING ON HOLD. I'M MOVING! I'LL BE WITHOUT INTERNET FOR A WHILE. SORRY GUYS. AT LEAST I'M NOT DEAD.
7 yrs ago
What do you mean it's 'not healthy' to use a four hour nap in the afternoon as an excuse to stay up the rest of the night
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7 yrs ago
Sometimes I wonder why I have back problems, then I remember that I spent ~10 hours a day sitting down...
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7 yrs ago
I just want a nap, and perhaps some pineapple pizza...damn my gluten intolerance.
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7 yrs ago
Finals are kicking my ass
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Bio

You can call me Zero.

Self-identifying gay furry.

My roleplaying skills are a bit rusty, but I have been writing since I was eight. I think that with enough time, I can become an excellent roleplaying partner. All I ask for is your patience - I am still getting used to this website, after all.

Current interests: Sci-fi/Fantasy, robots, movies, and books.
Favorite books: We Need to Talk About Kevin, House of Leaves, A Clockwork Orange, Good Omens, The Long Walk
Favorite movies: Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, The Cornetto Trilogy, Heathers, American Psycho

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Ai paused, considering. She still had this vague distrust of that Travis boy for reasons she could not exactly place - there was just something about those kids that seemed to lose themselves in music. But even still, what else was there to do? If not Yoshi, then perhaps she could at least get some extra information out of him.

"If he wants to, then sure, I'll talk to him." She paused, thinking of the last question Yoshi had asked her. No, no, no - oh, maybe that could be at least a little interesting...

"Hobbies? Personally, I like to read...write...specifically,
I'll sometimes write - y'know, codes, ciphers. Little things like that. I mean, if you're interested. You?"




@ZeroCueroYessir. Was thinking about starting the IC proper tomorrowish? Applications would, of course, remain open.


Yes! Man oh man, I am excited.
@Night_ Star Ah, sorry, just narration.
@Rune_Alchemist Haha, not that much is going on at the moment anyway. Right now it's all just idle character interaction before the plot(?) gets set in motion. Not really a lot to catch up on.
Ai reached for her empty brownie plate and half-empty bottle of water, nodding respectfully as Yoshi approached her. It was a shame, really, how deluded that girl was. If she showed that much enthusiasm for a subject that mattered, maybe she'd amount to something.

"Anytime, anytime," she said in response to the other's thanks, tilting her head down with the plate and bottle in each hand. "I was just about to get rid of my trash, but I didn't want to leave my post." She winked, rising.

"Questions? Oh, no, nothing I can think of at the moment." She hummed, then brightened, as though she hadn't already been rehearsing some variant of this conversation in her head already. "Oh! But if you don't mind me asking, what were you and - oh, Travis, was it? - talking about? You seemed pretty...invested."

Truthfully, she hadn't even glanced at them from the time she'd begun her snooping until now. But at least it sounded good.



@DocTachyon Is this still on?
Ai was sweating bullets. The absolute madwoman. Surely she had crossed the line, looking through the surely innocent schoolbag of a devout Christian schoolgirl. Who knows what this mysterious item could be?

It was...

It was...

It was a cheerleader uniform.

I mean - it was a kind of skimpy, unusually Western cheerleader uniform, but it was still just a cheerleader uniform. Ai turned it around in her hands, felt the soft fabric fall between her fingers. She...honestly didn't know what she was expecting. The whole "angel" thing on the front had to be at least a little sacrilegious, which she supposed was funny seeing who it was coming from, but other than that it was, Ai had to admit, anticlimactic.

Alright, this wasn't worth it. Oh well. No harm was done, she guessed, and perhaps she could slip a little something about this discovery into a conversation later. Ai began to put the uniform back into the bag, paused, pulled her phone from her pants pocket, and snapped a quick picture before slipping it back out of sight. The uniform was shoved back into the darkness, Ai not bothering to put everything back into its proper place as she shut the bag once more.


Ai pursed her lips at the initial look of the bag's second layer. The papers might have been at least slightly interesting if unfolding one wouldn't create so much noise. The magatamas were useless; the crucifix at least gave her a brief moment of satisfaction at being correct.

Ai was just about to shut the bag, defeated and bored, when suddenly the light caught a dappling of sparkles somewhere in the area of the scrolls. Briefly she considered if pushing her luck any further would be worth it - and she decided yes. Why not? She'd already gone this far.

And so, head tucked low under the chairs surrounding her, Yamauchi Ai began to tug at the golden fabric stuck at the bottom of Yoshi's bag.



Ai's gaze skimmed over the various items in the bag passively. As she had no personal connections to its owner aside from one slightly awkward conversation, there really was not much guilt to be felt (at the moment at least) other than the vague sense of wrongdoing and the fear of being caught.

The script and the pencil container were barely even noted, and the amount of money held in the coin rolls was trivial. The prayer book was expected, and the swimsuit (What a prude...) more or less blended into everything else in the pile. But the bag appeared to be a bit too sizable to hold just these unremarkable items. Maybe if-

Without checking around once more (as she figured that any large movements would surely just bring more attention to herself...were those her palms sweating?), Ai slowly flipped over the Book of Common Prayers to see what lay underneath it.



"Uh-"

Before Ai could do so much as even respond to one of those follow-ups, Yoshi had rushed off to the Musical Type - Travis, she corrected herself. Her eyes instinctively snapped to the items left behind for her to "watch over" as the others around her began talking. No one really seemed to catch her eye as she sat in her chair, pose having loosened back into its default...or at least, anyone she figured was worth talking to. Seiko was rather eye-catching, after all, but unfortunately she seemed to be busy with two other girls. A tiny twinge of something twisted in her gut - must be those brownies, she figured.

There was nothing outwardly interesting about Yoshi's bag. No, what Ai was more interested in was whatever could be inside it. A crucifix, she figured, picking up the final bite of brownie and shoving it into her mouth shamelessly. As far as she could tell, no one was watching. Maybe a smaller Bible. But surely there had to be more to the fanatical girl than that. Something. Anything. Who knows - maybe she'd find something compromising. Maybe, if that were the case, she'd have an excuse to talk to the self-proclaimed "resident journalist".

Ai looked around once more. Yes, it still appeared that no one was watching.

...Just one little peek. No harm.

Slowly, the girl moved forward and began to open the top of Yoshi's bag.



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