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 Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 11:39 am
As the boy continued to rant on and on, Danny started to feel even more like an idiot. But...I was running through people...And what about the magic skull pin that lets me read thoughts? Wait, that's it! He took the pin off of George the elephant's head and held it up to the boy.
"Wait, do you have one of these? I found it in my hand when I woke up on the street this morning. This pin is magic...or something like it. Somehow it lets you read the thoughts of other people. Please don't think I'm crazy, you have to believe me! Just hold the pin, look around, and tell me what you hear!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 12:23 pm
Vincent was soon dashing through the streets, nearly tripping in panic. He knew where he was, luckily; he remembered when he moved to Japan. Maria and he were just young students then, their lives young and brimming with hope...
He stopped in the middle of the street, his eyes catching that of Elliot.
"H-hey, kid!" He jogged over to him, alcohol still running in his system, disorienting his judgment.
He grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him violently.
"Come on, brat, answer me!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 1:23 pm
Excellent, already he was ahead of the Game. He cast a suspicious glance around him, as if fearing that some other Player would swoop down and steal his catch before he could claim it for himself. Too short to reach him, the teenager bent his knees, paused, then jumped up with a hand outstretched, slapping it into the free dangling palm of his newly acclaimed Partner.
At once there was a change in power; his pocket of all places hummed with it, seemed to carry with it a heavier burden than previous. A bond he both enjoyed and detested connected with something of the other Player's, a connection as natural and right as the last two pieces of a puzzle.
Now'm all set. Where's our mission? Ain't my phone supposed to have it? It had all been explained to him, the Noise and the Reapers and missions. So...where was it all?
"What're we supposed to do?" He demanded from below, craning his neck up to look the foreigner in the eye. Formalities such as names were forgotten and unimportant to Estefan, just the what are we supposed to do fueled him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 1:46 pm
Ten minutes had passed since Elliott had started running through the streets of Shibuya. However, he didn’t know that. He was just… so confused! The only thing he did know was he was somewhere in Japan. He had recognized the language, but other than that…
That was all he knew… And why would nobody talk to him!? When he tried to get a hold of somebody, they would just ignore him..
It was like, he didn’t even exist…
Then, out of the no where, someone grabbed him! Elliott screamed at the unseen action, his eye widened in shock as the man shook him. Elliott struggled, frightened as he was shaken violently. Soon, however, that fear turned into anger. How dare he call him a child!? The flamboyant man huffed, “I’m not a child, you idiot! I’m ******** seventeen!” He struggled in the other’s grasp. “Let me go, you a*****e!”
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 1:54 pm
Vincent released at the scream, wincing as his head throbbed in reply. Seventeen huh? Still a kid in the twenty-five year old's eyes. He held his hands out to stop the boy from making a bigger scene.
"H-hey, I'm sorry, alright?! Cool it!" He stepped back, brushing off his long doctor's coat out of habit, then reaching up to adjust his glasses. He didn't want the kid to think of him as a freak, so he held out his hand to shake with the boy.
"Do you know what the hell is going on?" His thoughts cleared, resuming his professional status; he needed to keep his stress down and mind open. Assess the situation, locate the conflict, and resolve it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:05 pm
Elliott was still slightly shaken. It wasn’t everyday some random man who you don’t even know just grabs and shakes you in something like a drunken rage. But he was cooling down. Elliott stared at the man’s hand, but didn’t take it, and instead locked his hands behind his back, huffing a little. “I have no idea what’s going on here.” He said bluntly, shrugging his shoulders. “I just woke up about ten minutes ago so.. I know just as much as you know. I think.”
A little genius he was.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:15 pm
He stopped for a moment, pondering. Looking around, he jammed his hands into his pockets, a slight frown on his lips. He drew back in surprise when his fingers touched something cold.
...What is this...?
He pulled out the round objects, squinting hard at the black one on top. A delicate skull was staring back at him, the male brushing off lint with his thumb. He nearly dropped them as the murmur of the crowd increase to a roar, the business man next to him speaking, as if he needed to relieve his stress onto someone.
"Aw, god damn! I need to step it up for that promotion..."
Vincent took a step back, his thumb lifted from the pin immediately, the voice dying away.
"...Inconceivable."
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:21 pm
Elliott stared at the much older male, tilting his head slightly to the side as he mumbled something to himself. “What? Is something wrong?” Hell, he didn’t even know what inconceivable meant, so…
(my post fail so hard im sorry im soo braindead XD)
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:27 pm
[[8D I'm playing Silent Hill while I'm doing this, so my posts are getting pretty bland thanks to me gettin' all distraction. XD]]
"This pin... Did you get one?" He asked, gesturing towards it rather then holding it up for the other male to inspect. He didn't want to touch that again; his head was throbbing with a terrible ache.
"If you did, touch it; I can't really explain it to you..." His eyes scaled the young boy, attempting to determine the boy's strengths... So far nothing came to mind. He seemed meek, but fresh. He struck only when enticed to do so. The male seemed almost bored with Elliott. He saw no use for him, nor did he expect him to help very much during this...ordeal.
"What's your name?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:55 pm
“Pin?” He said, rising an eyebrow. He had no idea what this guy was talking about.. “I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Great. So he was dealing with a crazy. Elliott reached into the hoodie like pocket attached to his shirt, reaching for his phone when his fingers brushed over what he guess was the pin that this stranger was talking about. He grabbed onto it, but as he did so, it was like an electric current ran through his body, making him gasp. Noise. So much noise. It was like he was hearing everyone’s thoughts at once. He felt the urge to grab the sides of his head, and shut them all out. He felt like his head was overflowing, and it was going to crack open with everyone’s thoughts pooling out of it.
He looked at one person in particular, all her thoughts revealed to him like an open book.‘What am I going to do about money..? I’m broke…’
And it just kept going on, and on. Elliott let go of the pin, looking up at the stranger. His expression a mix between fear, pain, and confusion. “W-what was that?!” He exclaimed, ignoring the question about his name.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:16 pm
He shook his head, shrugging; he couldn't explain exactly; he didn't believe in magic, so he was attempting to think of something scientific that would explain this crap.
"...I'm not sure.... It seems that this pin allows us to see what people are thinking..." He crossed his arms, turning back to the boy.
"What's your name?" He repeated.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:40 pm
Elliott wasn’t really paying attention to the man’s explanation. His head was throbbing, and he found himself pinching the bridge of his nose, sighing. “What is going on here…” He mumbled to himself. Okay, so nobody but this man could see him, so far atleast. There’s a pin that can read people’s thoughts…
What is the meaning of this..?
However, before he could even begin to think about the subject anymore, Elliott snapped back into reality, the man’s question pulling him back. He was quiet for a few moments, before finally saying, “…My name is Purinve. Yours?”
It’d be a good idea to stick with this stranger. After all, he was the only one who knew he was here it seemed, so it wouldn’t be a good idea to lost him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:01 pm
 The sound of her voice-- timid, airy, soft, lovely, wary-- brought a cheeky smile to Devante's face. He brought a rough hand up to her face and stroked her cheek, admiring its paleness in contrast to his own darker skin tone. "Hey Sunshine. Meetin' the Players, huh?" He pulled his hand away and took a quick scan of the area, picking out the vibes of the Players as easily as plucking out bright red apples from the thousands of greens. They were so clear to him, so bright and so different from the filtered out vibes of the RG. They attracted him like the scents of a cooked meal attracts a dog. "Instead 'a learnin' their names this Week you should learn their weaknesses. Like that short...guy? Girl? Weird kid. He looks mad unhealthy. You wanna kill someone quick then he's your guy." The tone in his voice lay just above the threshold of a command. He outranked her now, possibly because he'd indirectly assisted Sho in his takeover. Ashi had neither benefitted nor suffered because she'd stood on the thin line of neutrality. She had to do what he said, but he wasn't below ordering her around. She had a hidden strength; like all human beings, she had the potential to kill someone. And he wouldn't be the one to draw the killer inside of her out until he had to.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:16 pm
"I'm Dr. Vincent Gale." He said, nodding in greeting. He didn't bother to hold his hand out to the boy, stroking his chin in thought. The boy was the only one who could see him, and sadly, was the only one who could help the young doctor out. His eyes ran over the boy again, a deep sigh soon following.
...s**t.
He turned away, watching the people pass, his eyes flickering to the giant screen that was above him. He uncrossed his arms, adjusting his glasses so he may see the screen better. He scoffed at the words, ridiculing the message. There was no Lion in the Zodiac; no cat in fact. Vincent turned back to Purinve, holding his hand out to him.
"...Listen, it seems that we're the only one's out here...We have to stick together alright? You with me, partner?" The phrase always made his parents laugh, the boy lived in Texas for most of his college life; he picked up the phrase the first three months, the accent in the first six. He swallowed hard, remembering his family. He hoped he would get back to them soon.
"...You with me?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:32 pm
Elliott crossed his arms, looking around. Man, he was mostlikely going to forget that name. Elliott always forgot names. His memory was so utterly s**t, so.. He was mostlikely going to have ask again sometime. Aw well. "...Listen, it seems that we're the only one's out here...We have to stick together alright? You with me, partner?" …Partner? He found himself rolling his singular eye, a smirk stretching itself across his face. How charming. “Depends. You going to take me on a date after this?” He giggled, a mischievous look flickering in the older teen’s eye.
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