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PLAYED BY Fu
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Post by Futaba Himura on Apr 25, 2019 20:28:02 GMT
Futaba's hobbies could be very weird sometimes. She would be the first to admit that. Playing the koto was not considered normal by most people's standards. Why waste their time with such an instrument when they can focus on being a hero. Why focus on something trivial now if they can secure a high paying job. Oh well, Futaba was going to do what she wanted to do and that was that. If people were going to criticise her for doing something she enjoyed, so be it. Would not be the first time when people would not mind their own business.
Tonight was another time for one of her hobbies. Sitting in front of her computer and holding her 3DS, Futaba was chatting up with people she most likely did not know.
"I mean, I couldn't tell you, Vejte. I always grew up loving Pokemon so I never grew out of it." She shrugged a bit, adjusting her headphones and mic.
It had been rather hot today so Futaba had left her door open. It did not matter that much as her face camera only showed her and her bed in the background. Wandering through Eterna Forest in the game, Fu continued chatting up with the people watching.
"Awwww, thank you for the subscription Crimson! Can we get some Sakura Hearts in the chat?" Fu said, smiling and forming a heart with her hands.
Fu usually did not have a large audience but she did have loyal one. Usually when she broadcasted, she would have a solid 50-100 people watching her. Seeing as she only streamed 3-4 times a week, she was pretty proud of that.
"I do have a Youtube channel that I upload stream replays and some let's plays but usually I just stream. So if you want to find that, link somewhere down there." Fu giggled softly, gesturing somewhere below her.
"Awwww, totally catching him!" Fu said, as a small Cherry like Pokemon appeared on her screen.
"What should I name him? And no, I'm not naming him Cherry-chan." Fu said, laughing a bit at the large number of suggestions flying in.
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PLAYED BY caramel
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quirk Spinesnapper
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Post by Kato Hatsune on Apr 25, 2019 21:09:46 GMT
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Today was a lazy day for Kato. Kato didn't have many hobbies for a person his age. But right now he was making a pot of tea for himself and a few others who would like some. People were always shocked he liked tea so much they said it was a calming drink and that he isn't the calm type. Those kinds of comments pissed him off so much. But that's why tea exist. And hopefully, he could share a cup with somebody who could use it as he did. [break][break] Once his pot of tea was ready Kato grabbed the handle with his long tail and started making his way up to the stairs until he saw-or rather heard somebody talking in their room next to the stairs. Kato raised an eyebrow at the person seemingly talking to themselves and entered the room uninvited. Oh. It was' Himura-san's room, and she was talking to her computer while holding a 3DS in front of her face. Kato's curiosity got the better of him. "Himura-san?" Kato flatly spoke up as he started making his way to Himura's location. "Are you doing a stream right now?" Kato asked as a confused parent would. Kato didn't wait for a response and simply put a cup on her desk and used his tail to pour the tea into the cup. "If you are gonna be talking to your friends you really should stay hydrated with a hot drink, keeps the throat from getting hoarse," Kato said in a parental tone of voice. [break][break] "Oh, is that Pokemon." Kato said as he finished pouring the tea and looking at her screen and asking politely. "I haven't played since Ruby and sapphire... that little Cherry looks cute... I think Sakumomo-Chan would be a good name," Kato mused aloud as he hovered over Himura's shoulder as he watched her play. Looking at the game was giving him a strange feeling of nostalgia.
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Kato's time to be a mother hen!
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Aeon
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quirk CENTERED SELF
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Post by Alistair Blaiddddrwg on Apr 26, 2019 21:53:11 GMT
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[attr="class","pwficon"] [attr="class","pwficonbg"] [attr="class","pwfbody"] Showers were nice, and rather necessary when you had such a mess of hair to take care of. It took so much shampoo to wash, and so long to dry it out afterwards, but Alistair flat out refused to cut his hair beyond trimming split ends. It was the one thing he could honestly be called vain for, and he didn’t care in the slightest. Making sure he was presentable, he strolled out of the communal showers still trying to towel most of the moisture out of his white locks. [break][break] There was the usual sparse gaggle of students going about their business without classes going on. One in particular stood out above the rest – quite literally at that. Practically a giant with a tail, Kato was almost impossible to miss, and by the looks of it he just made tea. A cheeky grin tugging at his lips, Alistair quickly finished up drying his hair as best he could before draping the damp towel around his neck, settling it under his slightly less damp hair. He soon retrieved a cup from the kitchen area, an almost gleeful bounce to his step, and turning about to follow after Kato. [break][break] At first he thought the taller classmate had headed up the stairs while his back was turned, but as he neared the steps he heard talking from the dorm room just before them. It sounded like Fu and Kato both were talking, so he poked his head into the room to see what was going on. Seeing that Fu was likely streaming some game again and Kato was already dishing out the tea, he waltzed on into the room as well. [break][break] Bounding across the room in just a couple steps, he practically pounced on the other male, figuring this was a perfect chance to antagonize him further as well. Latching firmly onto his arm by wrapping both of his around it, Alistair tried to plaster a pout on his face. He just couldn’t seem to drop the shit eating grin from his expression though, so it was clear he was trying to be an antagonistic twat again. “Kato-saaaaaan~, don’t interrupt her game! That’s just mean!” he was, in fact, doing the exact same thing, and knew full well he was. He was hoping to antagonize just enough to being annoying, but not enough to ruin his chances at snagging a cup of tea as well.
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PLAYED BY Fu
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quirk MENTAL TRANSMITTER
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Post by Futaba Himura on Apr 28, 2019 4:20:15 GMT
Futaba read some of the names allowed, giggling at most of them. They were either very cute or hilarious. "I usually don't play those games, Arries." Fu sighed a bit at viewer's question of what game she was playing. About to type in the name Ryuga for the Pokemon, she heard a voice behind her. Clasping her hands, she gave her fellow classmate a big smile "Thank you, Hatsune-san!" Smelling the tea, she gave it a slight sip. It was hot but that was fine with her.
Hearing the subscription sound, Fu looked over at the screen and laughed a bit. "Thank you for the resub, O-chan! Hatsune-san isn't my boyfriend. He is a classmate of mine!" Motioning to Kato, she said "Say hello, Hatsune-san! You're on camera!"
She usually was not as upbeat at school but she tended to be a little more bouncier when on stream. She felt like she could express herself some more. It was a fun pass time plus she does get some money from it.
Reading some of chat, she did not notice another classmate coming in. When it was pointed out to her, Fu looked over and gave her classmate a wave. Jokingly she said "I should really close my door, shouldn't I Shrimpy?"
Drinking some more tea, she typed in Kato's suggestion for the name of the Pokemon. Fu continued playing her game, wondering what else she could do. She had been playing Pokemon for a while now and with her classmates being here, she had an idea.
"Are you guys opposed to joining me on stream?" Fu asked brightly.
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PLAYED BY Blue
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quirk Heavy Metal
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Post by Jon Lafayette on Apr 28, 2019 14:31:09 GMT
Shoving the strawberry pop tart into their mouth, Jon glanced up from their spot on the first year lounge’s couch at the intrusion of a group of students passing by. It had been a momentary distraction from their phone before they were laser focused back on it. They watched the countdown drop into the red as time ticked down and they could feel the quickened beat of their heart as it leapt in dread. In fear. In elation!
“You mother ffffff,” Jon hissed between their teeth as they were outbid at the last second and the little collectable action figure floated out of their grasp. They were so close! Muttering curses under their breath in French, they shoved the rest of the pop tart into their mouth and munched grumpily as they closed the buy and sell app. Fine, whatever, I didn’t want it anyways. The mental declaration did little to ease the sting of losing.
The third year had made the long trek down to the first year dorm rooms in order to retrieve a book they’d lent to a student. It had been an odd sort of circumstance, Jon happened to be at the right place, at the right time and overheard a student lamenting that a civil engineering book had been checked out and there hadn’t been a digital copy anywhere online. Yeah, that sounded about right, Jon mused as they walked by. The author was pretty adamant about keeping only hard copies of it. They’d intended to keep walking to class and ignore the sudden urge to help but rolled their eyes at themself. Turning around, Jon interrupted the first years and offered to borrow the guy their copy of it.
Civil engineering and Jon didn’t exactly go hand in hand, but when your own mother wrote the three hundred page book that still circulated the school curriculum, it made sense. Luckily, Parisa had written it under her maiden name and therefore Jon didn’t feel the need to explain why they had a copy or the connection. Better that way, people might start thinking the third year was actually smart. They’d just about forgotten they’d lent it out until they got a text earlier from the guy who borrowed it. He’d finished his report and was looking to return it.
It was hot and they’d peeled their uniform jacket off in hope of taming the flush that had been building. Tugging loose their tie, Jon shoved it into their pocket and rolled up their sleeves to the elbow, exposing the work in progress tattoo on their right forearm. They hadn’t been able to get any new work done on it in a while but had hoped to finish it after they were done with school. They absently ran a thumb over the newest addition, a long since healed green pixel mushroom just below their elbow. Other video game and cartoon paraphernalia decorated their arm in vivid color of their favorite characters and fandoms they’d grown to love. Their tattoo artist had been a wizard with the ink and design, giving it a slowly building cohesive sleeve. She’d also been the one to give Jon the barcode tattoo on the back of their neck, now prominently on display as the student had piled their green dreadlocks into a messy bun atop their head.
“Lafeyette-senpai?”
Jon looked up at the title at the first year student with blonde hair and green eyes. “Sure,” they replied, brushing the crumbs off the front of their white button up shirt. “But seriously dude, call me Jon.”
After the quick exchange of professed thanks and Jon taking the book back, they tossed their jacket over one shoulder, held it place with a couple of crooked fingers and headed off, tucking the book under their other arm. They’d drop it back off in their dorm room and then maybe scrounge around for more food. The package of pop tarts had been a consolation prize for waiting around.
Jon popped a few button of their shirt, tugging on the untucked hem and was too hot to care or notice the top of their binder peeking through their undershirt. Layers were not their friend, but layers it had to be. Heaven forbid someone catch sight of some bare shoulders, absolute total anarchy—hang on. Jon backed up a step, passing by an open dorm room and reflexively looked in. They’d recognize that bony tail anywhere.
Without regard to the room they were entering, the third year wandered in to the delight of more people. “Sans,” they greeted with a lazy familiar salute. “…Puck.” They added at the slight pause of trying to place a name to the silver haired individual. Had they met before? And if so, what was their name? “Save room for your deity of choice, boys.” They tossed both their jacket and book on the nearby bed and settled a hand on the back of Fu’s chair, leaning down to see the game she was playing. Only then did they notice the scrolling chat log of usernames.
Jon had caught the occasional stream of Futaba playing games, easily falling asleep to the lull of games and idle chatter. It’d struck the perfect bittersweet of nostalgia and amusement. “My queen,” they muttered a greeting and straightened, finding they still hadn’t found the right nickname to affix to Fu. “That invitation extend to me too?” It was a little mean to put her on the spot like that, but they’d respect whatever she answered.
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PLAYED BY caramel
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quirk Spinesnapper
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Post by Kato Hatsune on Apr 28, 2019 17:56:27 GMT
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"you're welcome, Himura-san." [break][break] Kato responded with a simple nod to Himura-san's gratitude. Kato noticed she was more upbeat and energetic compared to normal. How strange. But she seemed to enjoy his cup of tea so he won't bother her with questions about her shift in energy. Not like Himura-san audience knew about that and seemed to care more about rather he was her boyfriend. Kato nodded back in response to Himura's confirmation on their relationship to the camera. With a quick motion, Himura-san told him to say hello as he was on camera- that's when it hit him that he was on a live feed. Kato blushed lightly-he has always been camera shy since his mom wouldn't let him take pictures until he was a pre-teen. But Kato waved at the camera despite his camera shyness and said, "Greetings, I'm Kato Hatsune, and thank you for watching Himura-san's strea-" [break][break] But suddenly before he could finish his thank you to the audience for watching Himura's stream a pair of arms wrapped around one of his and before he could give the owner a glare they revealed their identity through a high pitch whine, yep it was Alistair san-why is he so warm?! "Bastard! Let go it's too hot for your hugs! And you are being more distracting than I!" Kato barked as he glares at the young Welsh wrapped around his arm. Before Kato could attempt to push off his classmate by the face with his free hand another voice rang out behind him by the door. By the nickname alone Kato knew who it was. "Lafayette-san." Kato responded back as he looked over to them. The part that Kato wasn't expecting and caught him off guard was the last comment aimed at both of them. Kato let out a growl and looked away from Alistair's face to hide a small hint of blush and started pushing him away gently with his free hand "Bastard! You are giving people the wrong idea! if you keep misbehaving you aren't getting tea from me!" Kato scolded the younger classmate in a low growl. [break][break] Suddenly Himura's voice rang out asking if the three would like to join her stream, which Kato was admittedly a little hesitant about since--- you know what? Socializing with one's schoolmate is one of many student duties so after a moment's hesitation while still trying to push Alistair-san off of his arm by the face he said. "Only if we're not intruding, Himura-san-are you gonna let go soon bastard!"
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