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Post by Riko Rain on May 2, 2007 21:56:54 GMT -5
[Lets try to do all our describing in the rpg, but if you cant, simply add it to the end so we all know. Like if I never said his eye color, I would add it to the end if I meant to put it in there]
He walked around. It was pretty peaceful. The whole school was left open for student use practically all the time. A guard or two watched around, paced, making sure no one got hurt, but there weren't too many students now. Most had gone home. Riko had lazily stayed after in the pool, enjoying them odd smell of cleanly chlorined pool water. He had managed to read his entire book, a simply fictional one that perked his fancy, and now that his eyes hurt from reading so much, he decided he would explore around to see who was here and leave.
It wasn't long before he got bored. His natural curiosity was finding nothing to feed off of, and while his curiosity was bored, so was his hyper personality. This made him relatively calm and factual. Open-minded about everything now, he went to the locker room for the pool area (he had practically circled a section of the school and returned here).
Riko was in swimming class. Yes, the swim team was something he had wanted to try out, but his long dark hair got tangled in the water when it wasn't up, and when it was the hair bands always had a tendency to get knotted in his thick strands, making it painful either way. He simply did it because he had good friends in the class and liked the water despite the one disadvantage. He often enjoyed just laying on his back and closing his eyes, floating around with the stifling water noises, or facing down with a snorkel set up so he could feel completely at peace. He rarely did the latter, as some had likeness to prod his ass which scared him every single time.
He was just about to put his book up in his friends locker, the same one who had earlier asked him if he could borrow the book the next day, thus being the reason Riko had wanted to finish it, when he heard an odd noise coming from one on the other side. It was at the far end, a larger one. A person could easily fit into it.
He sighed. Probably some poor newbie who got crammed in there by a bully, he thought as he approached it.
He opened it swiftly, only to find it empty. He was baffled, sure that he heard a noise. He turned around. Maybe they got it right before he came over to the locker. He found nothing, and so he stool stock still, quiet as a mouse, facing away from the locker. He let his hearing and sight take over. He watched for any movement, and listened for any noise. He was about to give up, when he began to notice an odd noise. It sounded like water. Icy water, and it was coming from the locker. He peered into it at the back wall.
"Its shimmering!" he yelped in surprise, equally surprised to hear the tile walls echo "Its shimmering!" back to him. It was then he noticed an eerie fog slowly moving from the locker at its base. He shook his head, blinked, even slapped himself, but it was there!
Slamming the locker shut, he walked briskly away in a panic. He had to find someone! He had to show someone, just to prove he was imagining it.
[To add, his hair is black, relatively straight, and long. Which explains the water dislikeness. And hes is about 17, early 17 or late 16. So hes not childish.]
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Post by Hiroshi Shinda on May 2, 2007 23:23:20 GMT -5
Hiroshi was bored, walking around the school over and over again until deep down inside, the albino wanted to bash his head in. Why, oh why did he ever stay at the school when everyone goes home? He asked himself that question countless times, and no matter how many times, he always came up with the 'I'll be bored anywhere.'
He walked toward the locker rooms to grab some of his gym clothing, maybe to wash the socks that have been frementing for a few weeks. He wandered slowly, not thinking anything anymore, just repeating the same annoying song as always, over and over and over again.
He closed his red eyes a moment, standing still and stopping the song. Running a pale hand through his white hair, he started walking again, loose blue jeans making that strange, annoying swishing sounds as they hit at the calf. He was desperately looking for something to do, anything was better than doing laundry.
((He's about 17 or 18, tallish, albino naturally. Hair is white, straight, and about shoulder length.))
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Post by Riko Rain on May 2, 2007 23:34:22 GMT -5
[suhweet]
People, people! Riko mentally yelled to himself as he was now running. Running was wrong, he was more jogging. He wanted to find someone. He had thought about it in the back of his head, some secret part of himself was analyzing what it could have been and all the options he had come up with were simply too amazing for one person to believe. He just had to find some one else. He just had to. After he foudn no one in the first couple of minutes, he headed towards the sports rooms and gyms. He knew someone usually stayed after, whether to play a game, chill, or sit in the various locker rooms.
"Hey, you!" Riko yelled out of breath and frantic as he came to halt by a strikingly radiantly white fellow student walking along. He had to stop and bend down on his knees to catch his breath a bit, swallowing to wet his throat since it had become dry. He hadnt realized how nerve catching his 'experience' had been. He studdered to speak the right words to convey the amazing sight.
"Light.. no shimmering, waving, like ice.. and fog! Odd" he said then caught his breath, calming down he reiterated his words. "Theres this wierd shimmering thing. PLease, you have to come look, because I think Im going nuts! It cant be real, yet I saw it!"
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Post by maden on May 2, 2007 23:51:07 GMT -5
"The fates....they intertwine with each other...constantly just like the rhythm...of time." Sesso sat underneath his favorite tree in the commons reading a random book on Greek mythology. He didn't even care about the story itself yet he kept reading for times sake. He pushed aside a curl of his white hair and sighed slowly, putting his hands in the black stripped vest he was wearing at the moment. "And this is what I'm reduced to....I need a hobby." he said getting up while closing his book.
His deep black pants showed clearly the amount of stains he had sustained while sitting, not a great quality on such a man as himself. His long, curly, white hair attracted him to most people however he was the complete opposite, mostly being the reclusive kinda guy who tends to read too often and too much.
[kinda short I know.]
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Post by Hiroshi Shinda on May 3, 2007 0:04:04 GMT -5
Hiroshi blinked a few times, watching Riko panting and gasping for breath. "What are you going on about?" he asked after a moment.
It was a good thing he didn't have anything better to do, or he might just have backed away slowly.
"Alright, if it will help prove your sanity, or lack thereof, lead the way," he said calmly, gesturing to the younger student to lead.
Hiroshi yawned a little, trying to stiffle it and reduce it to little more than a small whimper. He watched the other a moment, before dusting off his baggy grey t-shirt randomly. There it was again, the lack of thought, and the obnoxious song...over and over again in his mind...and not even the good part of the song...it was the annoying 'yea-yea-yea' part that repeats seven times per one original line....
He closed his eyes a moment, shaking his head. If the other fellow was insane as well, he would at least have company in the world of crazy for once.
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Post by Riko Rain on May 3, 2007 11:01:34 GMT -5
Riko stood and composed himself quickly. This guy must be some sort of brilliant smart, Riko thought as he took note of the word choice. He didn't have a big love for using any particular speech. On an essay, a perfect writing, or professional speech - sure, he used the proper words, but this guy just sounded like one of an intelligent stature.
Riko led the way, as he said, briskly walking. He wanted to get there before it left. Whatever it was. Luckily the locker rooms weren't all too far from each other, a concept Riko never quite understood but didn't bother to at the same time. As they walked he tried to think of how to describe it, should it be gone, and how he could possibly get it back. Maybe he did something? Maybe be caused it? Or maybe someone dropped drugs in his lunch and they took a while to act? Ridiculous questions that were soon dropped as the answers were simply too far fetched to possibly be true.
Once there, Riko found he had a hard time remembering the exact locker, but he found it after a bit of argument with himself silently. He thrust open the locker (which had shut due to springs all the lockers had). He was ready to explain how to see it, what it looked like, how he found it, and recount his previous actions when he originally found it, but it wasn't there.
Disappointed, Riko slumped, feeling like a total idiot and nut-case in front of the other boy.
[xD This isn't it, so I'm counting on the fact that you wont make your character leave ^^;;]
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Post by maden on May 3, 2007 21:04:20 GMT -5
"Now where...." Sesso paused for a moment gathering himself up off the floor. It hadn't occurred to him just then that he did not have any place to go at the moment. His room was a place he would rather no go to at this time of day and since he had no 'real' friends there was no cafe or social outing area he could go to without feeling out of place. "I guess I'm wandering again. Its always the same thing anyway why should I bother even remotely attempting to change my routine."
On that note, Sesso sighed softly and headed west toward the locker room. He had some unfinished business there and had to grab a few things before leaving. Mainly his book on Plato and his assorted pages of poetry he was currently engaged in.
He left his hands in his vest and started to hum a tune, horribly off key. "Note to self....never hum, sing, or whistle in public. Duly noted." Sesso grinned and looked at the various empty classrooms that he passed along his way toward the locker room area.
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Post by Hiroshi Shinda on May 3, 2007 22:00:37 GMT -5
Hiroshi followed quietly, thinking to himself. This younger fellow must have found something very unique, and that piqued his interest. He was actually hoping to see something like a mold monster roving about the locker rooms, eating gym socks and absorbing anything that smelled even slightly off.
"Huh?" he mumbled a little, looking at the locker, raising a brow in curiousity. Seeing nothing but the back of the locker, he shrugged, looking at Riko. "You were surprised to see the inside of a locker? I'll grant you, it would be a surprise to see in my locker..." he joked a little.
The albino looked back at the locker, looking at each corner and chewing the inside of his cheek a little. Strange, he thought the lockers were painted on the inside, but he always threw so much stuff into one, he could understand the idea of having never noticed the lack of paint.
He looked back at Riko and closed the locker. "Maybe whatever it was is still here?" he asked, still hoping to see a mold monster climb out of one of the lockers nearby.
((Sorry that took so long))
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Post by Riko Rain on May 3, 2007 22:39:16 GMT -5
[New rule: 10 line minimum for posting. That makes sure we all post good stuff xD Not to be mean, but its just a basic thing to keep us all up]
"I don't.. I don't understand.. It was here.. I know it was." He released the locker door, letting it shut as he went to the ones next to it, opened them, viewed inside. He spoke to himself, muttering about this was the right one, must have been, should have been. He couldn't understand why it wasn't there. Maybe he missed his window of opportunity.
He sighed sadly as he went back to his seat, carefully walking through his steps, all the way to the locker, opening it but was disappointed. He sat down near the other guy in defeat. "I'm sorry.. I honestly thought I had found something.. It was really amazing.. " He sighed again as he turned to talking about it, remembering it visually.
"It was so amazing.. It was like shimmering floating water, it was all over the back of the locker.. but it was hard to see it, like really clear water. And there was this fog.. it was like it was coming through the back of the locker and out like a path. It felt like I was standing in front of a door.." He sat back. "I must be insane.."
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Post by Hiroshi Shinda on May 3, 2007 23:03:09 GMT -5
The idea was interesting enough...certainly more so than the idea of a mold monster...but somehow....not as amusing. He looked at the locker one last time and sat down beside the other boy.
"If you're insane, than I'm guilty by association..." he smiled, "If you managed to actually find a door, or anything, it beats the crap out of what I was doing, so you have my attention for now."
He paused a moment, looking up at the lockers, examining each of the handles and locks carefully.
He stood up again, and walked a little ways down the row, checking for lockers with and without combination locks. He hated those damned little things, made the whole place look like something out of a sports magazine. All neat and tidy rows, with neat and tidy lockers, with neat and tidy friggin' locks.
The albino wandered back to Riko and leaned against a random locker, thinking a moment more before speaking.
"So, did you hear anything with the floating water and fog?" It was not fair, Hiroshi wanted to see the cool foggy-watery doorway too...give him something to think about other than that damned song that chose to repeat the bad refrain. He closed his eyes, and sighed like a little child who missed out of birthday cake.
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Post by Riko Rain on May 3, 2007 23:13:37 GMT -5
He sat and closed his eyes, thinking hard. Riko absently brushed a hand through some hair that had loosed down to his knee as he sat forward to think. "Come to think of it.." he mused a she remembered it "There was this noise that sounded like.. well, like wind. Ive only been once, but I was at this place when I was younger, where it was really windy, and you could hear the trees swaying in it and moving, and grass blowing, and it almost sounded like rain". He looked up, "Huh. I didn't notice it at the time.."
Again, he sat there for a bit, remembering the noise. It was so vivid, it was almost as if he could hear it then and there. It had been so quiet and yet distinct. Like the video game music played in the background that told you when the enemy was near or not, so that even though it was a fake game, you could still get that adrenal twinge as the character in the game got the eerie feeling of being followed while the player got the eerie feeling that danger was near.
He sat and listened. Maybe if he listened, he would hear it. For some reason, this was important. Riko didnt knwo why, it just was. It felt important.
[Oh and Hiroshi, to explain, its me doing that you said tonight to me in the Im before you left. It isnt bad, its actually quite good ^^.. Not ebaut Riko so I knwo for future reference: Alert and focused, sharp and attentative, loyal, friendly, talkative yet reasonable but also optimistic.]
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Post by maden on May 4, 2007 16:46:10 GMT -5
A sudden thought occurred to Sesso as he walked toward the locker room. He removed his hand from the vest and brought it to his neck, revealing a necklace with a small medallion engraved with a date on it. In a few days would be his sisters birthday.
He stared at the date mesmerized by the back of the medallions unique, picturesque, background. "So its that time of the year again...I had almost forgotten all about it. I guess...this is what school does to you. I'll have to go to the flower shop sometime between now and then I suppose..." He remained lost in thought while he walked still thinking about what would be a more appropriate gift to give.
Now that his mind was now on his sister, it would remain that way until he got back to his place. They weren't as close as they used to be but he made sure to keep in touch through internet and cellular means.
Upon reaching the locker room all thoughts of his sister vanished. Opening his locker had been a bad idea as pile upon pile of books, research documents, random papers, some various food, pencils, etc crashed on to the floor echoing throughout the entire school. "Crap..." he said sighing.
About 99% of the items he had were meant to be thrown away but ended up being tossed into his locker instead for other means of disposal. In other words, he was too lazy to grab the trash can from the corner and take the time to clean it out. "I guess this is my sign to clean things up a bit. Might as well."
Sesso put whatever books he was carrying into his locker and began searching amongst all the trash that laid out on the floor. He was really hoping no one else was around so he didn't have to deal with the embarrassment any longer than he had to.
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Post by Hiroshi Shinda on May 4, 2007 22:11:49 GMT -5
Hiroshi nodded, listening intently for the wind when the loud sound of books crashing made him jerk his head around.
"The hell?" he asked under his breath, walking toward the sound. Somehow he doubted that was a sign of this strange doorway, so he felt safe going and investigating the source.
He stopped, watching Sesso stuffing books back into the locker, sighing and shaking his head a little to himself. The albino loved a good book, but he didn't care for smelling gym class while reading Goethe, and therefore, had no books in his locker.
"Ever bring a backpack?" he asked after a moment, resting against the lockers at the corner. He ran a pale hand through his white hair and shook his head.
"Or maybe, thought of bringing a woopie-cushion to soften the sound of books crashing?" he cracked before shaking his head again.
He wondered whether this fellow was all together, as in not missing a couple of geese in his gaggle. He shrugged a little, turning the corner again, and listening for sounds of wind, wondering if he would hear it at all from where he was standing, he doubted it considerably.
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Post by Riko Rain on May 4, 2007 22:29:19 GMT -5
Riko stayed seated, but from his spot he could hear Hiroshi's comment, the actions, and even could hear the sweatdrop and PWN. He couldn't help but laugh. At first he tried to hold it back, but as he laughed more, he began to imagine it more. Just imagining the whoopee cushion, the fart, the noise that would reverberate down the halls even if it was crowded with students and their noise were deafening. It would still cover their noise.
He doubled over, covering his mouth with a hand as he laughed. He freely let his smile go though, in case Hiro turned around to scold him or something, or if the kid in the hallway got really mad at him. For a second there, he completely forgot about his task to find the gateway that had disappeared.
Just as suddenly as the laughter fit came it left, with a pleasant happy feeling wandering behind. In a bit though eh was back to calm composure while focusing. He always happened to have excellent hearing and he had the alertness of a child to focus it well enough. He thought he heard a twinge of something, but he stupidly ignored it as he focused on Hiro talking to the other kid. If he missed it he would regret it.
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Post by maden on May 4, 2007 22:51:22 GMT -5
Great....this is what I needed. The fates are laughing at me right about now. Then again so is everyone else so what else is new... Sesso said nothing and just continued to pile all of the crap into the trash can, slowly and in shame. Part of him didn't care while the other part was deeply embarassed and wished to be in that pointless social area then this hell right now.
His necklace was now showing out of his shirt, shinning brillantly due to the light of the locker room area. He would glance at the necklace occassionly trying as hard as possible to think about something else. The various food items turned out to be chips, really expired chips that looked nothing like the original color and smelled as worse. Never and I mean never keep this much crap in your locker again. Sesso sighed softly again and continued with the grueling process and even decided to say a word or two without studdering like he normally would in this type of scenerio.
"Yes...I realize the implication of..." Sesso paused lost in thought again and didn't bother finishing his sentence. The faster he got rid of his stuff the better off he would be in the long run. Shame shot but nevertheless one less thing to worry about.
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