NPC
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 5
PLAYED BY : ANNOUNCER
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Post by ANNOUNCER on Nov 11, 2016 4:01:44 GMT -5
| This road is paved with tricksters and fools. Oh deceivers, the gravels loose so tighten up your shoes. We're all saints and non-believers. A miracle in one hand and the other holds a ball and chain. We thirst for liberation, we thirst for the rise of fame. |
THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM [attr="class","ownpost"] Roppongi Hills, Mori Tower View
9:00pm The night had stricken, it was time to open the doors upon the renovated interior observation gallery designed to host events. As the doors upon the first level would open, all would be escorted upon several elevators that would make their way toward the 51st floor. Upon arrival, the second the elevator doors were to open, the room would be seen dazzled in a variety of elegant lights. Upon the top of the ceilings there snowflakes falling from above. It was almost as if they were, but mere holographic images made to falsify a winter wonderland. And whereas the ceiling would be dazzled in snow, the wide space inside looked as if it could house a thousand to five thousand people at max. Film cameras, photographers, and security cameras all about the venue. The host was going to make sure that everything was captured among this grand event. With light music being played upon a piano ( 🎹 ). With a variety, as well as assortments, of a five star course meal within the buffet area, there was enough to feed many families for an entire month. But in the center of it all stood a podium of sorts upon a tall stage with a light from above shining down atop of it. There were different foods that were not only found in Japan, but Korea, India, and even some American-styled courses. With tables, which had food already placed upon the top of them, were set up and could withhold four to five. There was enough room for all to come to the gathering. Adorning a black, slim-fitted suit and the top of a hat while wielding a cane. The cane would be seen decorated with the face of a skull positioned as the handle, whereas it would come to emit a purple fog of mist from the said skull-shaped handle. Adorning a top hat upon his head, he would hide his face away from the entering crowd only to reveal––once the soles of his suede shoes came to mesh with the floor––his face. Once revealing his face to the world all would come to see pierced gauges that could be seen within the inter portions of his earlobes; whereas his face, decorated with white and black painting, resembled that of a Witch Doctor. Tapping the end of his wooden cane upon the floor––lights would flicker! Outside one would see the beauty of Tokyo as a whole light up the night. The city itself being watched over from by those who found themselves here tonight within this large skyscraper. As the man would close his eyes and lower his head, he would say, "Enjoy the gathering." And just like that was whisked away by a cloud of smoke––dispersing into thin air to allow the new arrivals to enjoy themselves for the time being and meet one another before giving his announcement. He merely wanted to give those a jest of what he looked like, and now that he had done so. It was time to start the festivities. [attr="class","sumcreds"]MADE FOR RIDE THE WAVE [newclass=.ownpost]font-family:arial;font-size:8pt;color:#e1e1e1;[/newclass] [newclass=.ownpost b]font-family:Lato;font-size:13px;color:#aee55a;[/newclass] [newclass=.ownpost a]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:7.5pt;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.sumcreds]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:6pt;color:#000000;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [GoogleFont=Raleway|Ubuntu|Lato] |
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Storm Rider
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 21
YEN : 10,000
PLAYED BY : frost
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Post by KESSHO EIEN on Nov 11, 2016 14:24:55 GMT -5
 A COLD RAIN IS FALLING The bluenette would appear to be the first one to arrive, wearing casual street clothes as opposed to something fancy. After all, the invitation said to dress as though you were going to kill someone. Though honestly, such a thought had never truly come to Kessho's mind before. But when he did actually think about it, he certainly wouldn't want to be dressed in his Sunday's Best to perform such a deed. That would get all of those nice outfits dirty! And he just couldn't have that. So here he was in a purple hoodie with a silver star off to the lower left, and a pair of rather bright green pants. A black t-shirt with a neon-green under-armor accompanied this, but you'd never know it without taking a peek inside of the hoodie first. Standard Issue Air Trecks were adorned his feet as he slowly glided into the room, looking around with child-like awe before giving a whistle of approval. "Not bad. Not bad at all." he mused aloud, a grin on his face as he slid a stick of strawberry Pocky into his mouth, half of it jutting out just beside his canines as he wheeled around to get a layout of the place. As he rolled over to catch his eyes upon all the winter-themed decorations, his ears picked up on the soft music being played, his grin widening as his head nodded in utmost approval. "Hoh~? Utada Hikaru's Hikari in Orchestra? This man has great taste in music!" So far, so good. Kessho was truly impressed by the efforts this guy had gone through to set everything up. Blue eyes soon fell upon the man who was dressed to impress, but also had his face painted like a skull - a Witch Doctor. Kinda weird thinking about a witch doctor coordinating a secret meeting for Storm Riders and Tuners. Then again, when one lived that sort of life, it was hard not to come across some characters now and then. The anticipation was exciting! He almost felt like a kid in a candy store again! Well, then again, that wasn't really anything different from a normal day for Kessho. He still tended to have child-like tendencies. That aside, he figured he'd just hang out by the buffet table for now, already taking up a plateful of sushi and a glass of punch...soda... whatever it is they had. Things were sure to liven up sooner or later. WITHOUT YOU, I'M STRUGGLING, MY LOVE MADE BY ★MEULK |
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Storm Rider
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 24
YEN : 20,000
PLAYED BY : AvivHighwind
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Post by Aviv Venfordt on Nov 12, 2016 5:53:02 GMT -5
 our odyssey BEGINS AS WE SET SAIL ON THE WINDS OF FATE The air seemed to be standing still, just like the hanging and seemingly haunted invitation that a certain giant red head received. Well, along with every other Storm Rider and Link Tuner in Japan. Whatever the reason, he didn't know why his Air Treks seemed to be taking him straight to the venue for the evening. It certainly wasn't the most exciting thing on his mind, but the Rider didn't see why he shouldn't go. Particularly if this would be a chance to meet other members of the community. As a student from across the ocean, he hadn't really been able to meet many people since arriving in this land. Sure, his parents had told him that they had friends here, but that didn't mean anything to him personally. His parents should have known better: he would never reach out to strangers that were his parent's friends for something. Not unless it was absolutely necessary. Tonight, what was necessary was to fill the urge of wondering. Thankfully, the invitation gave him the offer to quench that thirst. As he arrived to the location, he stopped. He had no idea how long he'd been riding, but he certainly wasn't the kind to just mozy up into a public event as the first one. Sure, he liked being at place at least fifteen minutes early, but this would be completely different... at least in his mind. When his emerald eyes caught sight of others going into the elevator, he squeezed his way into it as well. The ride seemed to take forever, but when the doors opened on the 51st floor, what met them made it worthwhile. " Damn, they got that one song from Kingdom Hearts playing right now." Aviv said to himself as he took his turn to step off the elevator. He'd chosen a rather simple getup for the night: A black hooded jacket over a dark purple shirt with jeans and his ATs. If this was the gathering for Riders and Tuners, it would only make sense to wear their gear to the event. Aviv drank from the water bottle he'd brought. He'd learned enough about drugged drinks in America to not want a do over or see it happen to anyone else. Hence his self-provided drink. Another guy with blue hair caught his attention. Interesting fellow. He thought before making his way over to the guy. " So, what role do you think we have as guests?" Aviv asked the guy. He would feel completely embarrassed if he was, but something in his gut told him it was unlikely. The witch doctor looking dude seemed to be the announcer and host for the evening, at least one of the head honchos. He decided to turn his attention solely to the guy he'd started to chat with. He just hoped another distraction wouldn't come up. Unless it was wanted that is. PHARAOH LEAP. |
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Storm Rider
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 21
YEN : 10,000
PLAYED BY : frost
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Post by KESSHO EIEN on Nov 12, 2016 14:32:25 GMT -5
A COLD RAIN IS FALLING The sound of the elevator chiming off with its pleasant bell caught Kessho's ears, the young man turning to see more people arriving. Quite the crowd was starting to gather, the bluenette's eyes observing them all quietly as they wandered about, either scanning the interior of the room, or settling off in their own spaces to mingle. Some joined him over at the buffet table, but seemed to keep their distance from Kessho upon seeing his face. He only took note of this every so often, but paid it no real mind. It would seem that he was a familiar face, even among Storm Riders. Odd, as he was still fairly new, so he hadn't exactly gone out of his way to make a name of himself just yet. If anything, it was probably that he was recognized for a couple of his albums that he'd recently put out. That was much faster than expected. The number of his fans seemed to be growing every day. Or enemies. Whichever came first. As he popped a couple pieces of sushi into his mouth, his eyes turned in the direction of a voice calling to him. A caucasian guy with red hair and green eyes. Those weren't features one typically saw in Japan very often, unless they were wearing contacts and died their hair. But this one seemed au naturale by the look of it. Maybe it was because he'd worked in the industry long enough to distinguish the difference? Well, regardless, this guy definitely stood out in that sense. Kessho gave a shrug of his shoulders, soon raising the hand holding his glass of punch to point a finger at the witch doctor announcer. "Thaw naw? Ah dethnitleh coodn thay." he said with his mouth full. Upon realizing this error, he raised the same finger up in gesture to give him a moment, swallowing his food, then taking a sip of punch before clearing his throat to speak again. "Gomen, gomen~ But I'm sorry to say that I sure as heck can't tell ya, guy. I only just arrived here myself, and all tall, dark, and spooky over there said was to enjoy the gathering." Needless to say, Kessho had no information for the guy. But he did hold some curiosity. "Neh, neh~ You're not from around, are ya? Your accent's kinda funny, and you don't look like any idol I've seen. Come to think of it, you kinda don't look the part either." That last part was more of a very soft mutter than saying it aloud, but he was standing by his observation regardless. "Could it be that you're a foreigner? That'd be pretty cool! Always wanted to meet someone from out of the country! Would make life a little more exciting!"Aviv Venfordt WITHOUT YOU, I'M STRUGGLING, MY LOVE MADE BY ★MEULK |
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Tuner
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 13
YEN : 10,000
PLAYED BY : GEM
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Post by TAKEO TSUGUHITO on Nov 12, 2016 20:24:19 GMT -5
[attr="class","bfbase"] [attr="class","bftop"] [attr="class","bficon"]  [attr="class","bfboxbase"] 호르몬 전쟁 [attr="class","bfbox"]An impromptu gathering located so far away from home. Honestly, the tuner thought about skipping out. This was cutting into his tinkering time for sure. But then again, it wasn't as if he couldn't simply go back home and lock himself away and finish. He could consider this some sort of break from nuts and bolts? Sure, why not. It made Takeo more liable to arrive at the stupid thing. What kind of messy corporation drops an invite the day of? Didn't events of this caliber (or so he assumed) call for a warning a day or two in advance? Messy. This sounded like something slapped together in the spur of the moment. But, the whispers against the wind told Takeo that a plethora f storm riders would more likely than not be present. And well, being partner-less and all, this was a good time to scope out his options.
Although, he still wasn't too happy about having to travel so far. If this person was so gun-ho on having a 'meet up' they could have provided transportation. The red head would click his tongue in annoyance. Once again having to use his card to ride the subway away from Osaka. Why did nothing ever happen closer to home? Would it be too much to ask for a convention to set up shop... right beside the family business? That would be a wonderful change of pace. Hell, even his school was a lengthy ride away from his home. Not too far, but far enough.
It was worth it though. All the eye candy~
This meeting on the other hand, there had better be someone to gawk at. Takeo was not above turning tail and exiting the premises if he grew bored or unimpressed. There was something about food there, right? Ah... maybe he should take them up on that then. It'll give him reason to stick around. Just pop his earbuds in and listen to his music if he grew annoyed with... whatever was going to be said at this thing.
Clad in a black slim fit hoodie, he left it unzipped to expose a white and orange horizontal striped t-shirt. His pants were black jeans, skinny fit, ripped at the knees. His sneakers were all black in color as well, canvas high-tops, to be exact. On his back perched his tote bag as he strolled to the rendezvous point and made his way inside. The elevator opened and Takeo stepped inside. Riding the mechanism to the designated floor and exiting.
Amber hues darted about at the gaudy set up and music that reminded him of a franchise that needed to have a sit down. "Nice place." He'd mumble to himself, taking note to some of those who had already arrived. But no familiar faces, unfortunately. The teen would shrug it off, heading to the food provided and grabbing hold of a plate and beginning to fill it with food.
That is, until the prince with no frog appeared.
Immediately, the teen lowered his eyelids to a judgmental stare. Brow cocked upward while the other lowered. What the hell? Was he some extra in a mardi gras parade gone array? He was lie, on the wrong side of the world, wasn't he? Takeo's mouth opened to remind the man Halloween was last month, but in a puff of smoke, he vanished.
"...What the fuck.." This was dumb. He should just leave. Make some to-go plates and get gone. A huff of nonchalance left his lips as he turned his back to the podium and continued tending to his tummy. Filling his plate with a variety of different eats. [attr="class","bfnotes"] OPEN feel free to chat him up or whateva. [attr="class","sumcreds"]♔KOJIHIME [Googlefont=Montserrat|Noto Sans|Ubuntu] [newclass=.bfbase]width:320px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bftop]padding:10px;border-top:#2e2e2e 5px solid;background:#ff6600;[/newclass] [newclass=.bficon]width:105px;height:105px;padding:3px;border-left:#fafafa 4px solid;border-top:#fafafa 4px solid;border-right:#2e2e2e 4px solid;border-bottom:#2e2e2e 4px solid;background:#ff9900;[/newclass] [newclass=.bfboxbase]background:#2e2e2e;padding:5px;border-bottom:#ff6600 5px solid[/newclass] [newclass=.bfbox]color:#fcfcfc;text-align:justify;font-family:calibri;font-size:10px;margin:30px 45px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bfbox b]color:#ffaa00;font-size:10.9px;font-family:Noto Sans;[/newclass] [newclass=.bfbox a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.bfnotes]height:0px;width:320px;font-family:calibri;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;color:#ffffff;background-color:#2e2e2e;overflow:hidden;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.bfnotes b]color:ffaa00;[/newclass] [newclass=.bfnotes a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.bfbase:hover .bfnotes]height:60px;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.sumcreds]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:6pt;color:#000000;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] |
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Storm Rider
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 54
YEN : 33,500
PLAYED BY : Vy
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 12, 2016 20:58:55 GMT -5
 | if you freely can give something, it means you have freedom |
A simple change in her clothing had yielded the expected results. What some people did not seem to understand some time was that a maid uniform basically was a dress, plus an apron to hold it all together and make it look neat. Not all the time, but the dress Vy was wearing now definitely was of that kind. Having switched out her shorter white gloves for long dark blue ones to fit it well. After all, the message had said to come ready to spill blood. Meaning there would be celebrations and merryment. And so, as she had removed the apron, since blood always left irritating stains on white, she had let her collar come down as well. Taking out some pins and needles and voilá, a dress befitting a ball.
The irritation she felt about stains was not because of the blood, but rather because the public did not really approve of it. But social common sense and all such were there to be accepted and fulfilled. An annoying little bit, but she was getting used to it. Looking at the clock, she had put on her A-T´s and walked out the front door. The clacking sound of her heels audible, but not unusual. College students knew it was around this time everyone went out to party. And tonight it seemed Vy would do so too. Dressed to die and to kill, she joined the usual traffic and went to the place they were supposed to gather. A huge hotel in a rich area. Could they be any more pretentious and grandious? The trick with the phone had been neat. But nothing too worrying in her opinion.
The elevator doors dinged open and Vy stepped into the hall. Her A-T heel leaving small sharp imprints wherever she stepped, her first way to a waiter, taking a glass of sect and taking a sip. Seems like nothing had started yet. Looking around, she only saw young guys standing around which looked as if they could be riders or tuners as well. But she was a bit too fidgety to look around and see if she knew any of the service workers around. So far, she definitely did not know any of the other people. Ah, well, someone would happen by her, so she might as well check them out for a bit. And if not that, something was bound to happen.
Looking at her glass of champagne, she smiled. Reading the inertia in the room, she could feel all around her and tried to get a better understanding of the venue. If there was to be a fight or something like it, it would be best to be prepared. After finishing her review of the room, she looked over to the guys standing around. Wondering if anyone female would appear or if this was how this was going to be for the rest of the evening. She did not mind terribly, but she had no interest to pick up the conversation with them either.
And seeing that the night was young, there was no reason for hectic either. But she had decided not to eat or drink anything for now. Being invited by a mysterious person was all find and dandy, but food and drink from them, who knows what could be in them. And even if she had some form of resistance against these kinds of things, she would not risk it either. It made her wonder if Hikari Sakuraba would come too. Would definitely liven this party up. Looking out of the window, she wondered if tonight would be a bloody moon.
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Tuner
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 20
YEN : 20,000
PLAYED BY : Draka
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Post by Byakko Nishiaki on Nov 12, 2016 21:57:41 GMT -5
nineteen - twenty one i tried to write about your eyes but i ran out of cliches, i tried to say you plainly but there wasn’t enough truth, whoever invented this language didn’t anticipate you. + @event + ------ + Lookie what we have here + eeny-meeny-miny-moe~ | Normally displayed events like these weren't something Byakko ever found herself interested in. If it were just some normal, huffy-puffy party that was. The few factors that separated this meeting from the casual collecting of civilians was enough to drive the girl out of bed, into a shower, and into something actually presentable. Dressed in her simple blue-black one-piece dress covered by her white and grey hoodie, she actually looked like a human being. The black tights and red tie her only attempts to true formality, that and the low-prescription black frames on her face. Presentable enough? It would have to do. Or else the motivation to keep her going would just dwindle and die right there. So she left, albeit out her window; but she left. The standard air treks carrying her over rooftops until she could find a comfy seat on top a few different buses to the specific district. Sometimes Tokyo was just too large... The eyes that did spot her gawked, those that didn't merely mumbled and grumbled about that 'strange noise' on the top of their vehicle. One or twice... or trice, had she swung at with a heavy purse or yelled at by some overly surprised and angry businessman. Yeah, she didn't listen, just left more dents in the tops of their cars. This was why she didn't carry an ID on her. No one would ever know. Maybe. Cameras were scary things weren't they? Perhaps she could- no, no, no; eye on the goal Byakko. That far-too-large building came into view soon enough, along with the sights of fellow Rider shadows glinting in and out of existence as she spotted other roof-hoppers making their ways there. Well at least she wasn't late, that was for sure. The wait inside the elevator was probably one of the more unpleasant of times she'd had that night already. She felt claustrophobic against the excited mumbles and whispers. Someone probably tried to talk to her but like normal, the Tuner ignored them. She couldn't even pay attention to the songs of the air trek around her, even as they were coming off the elevator. Shivers ran up and down her spine in the worst possible way. "There's already quite a few..." Creepy. The girl withdrew toward the wall, eyeing the large expanse of people here and there, taking notice of the many people there. Why were there so many peo- oh wait. She recognized that person. And that one- wait a second..! With quite a bit of reluctance the Tuner forced herself to roll into the increasing crowd. Pale eyes on the first familiar figure. "Fancy, Fang Queen." The girl would pipe up from behind the familiar visage of Vivienne Sasaki fairly sure she wouldn't surprise her either which way. Or maybe she would with how many people were there. Didn't know, didn't bother to go the extra mile and make sure. "Is your Tuner not here yet?" She asked softly, pale eyes scanning across the ruling popularity of males so far. Circling around Vy, she found herself a comfy little perch against the window sill. Whether the Queen wanted her gone or didn't mind her presence, Byakko wouldn't be budging anyway. Not until more company came, the wanted kind. Then she'd leave the familiar shield for another. One that she was currently staring at to make sure she was recognizing this straight. That red hair... Hm. | © seadra of gs |
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Tuner
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 18
YEN : 10,000
PLAYED BY : AvivHighwind
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Post by Evender Trolytran on Nov 13, 2016 0:35:56 GMT -5
| This was certainly less than his normal scene. He hadn't even wanted to come, but he'd seen it literally blow up over social media. With the number of people he assumed were riders and tuners talking about it, there's no way he wouldn't go. Logically speaking, it was a great opportunity to connect with others who were active in this country.
He'd dressed in the same clothes as he'd worn to the team's workshop... that still felt weird to say. Yes, he was all for partnerships and working with others, but the idea of being a member of a team was something still very foreign to him. He signed, no point in lingering on the past. It was a new evening for him and he would live as such. His eyes rolled as he saw the rather interesting crowd in front of him. Many people were already grouping with others and chatting it up.
"As long as I don't see anyone from Tool Tou-" was all he was able to mumble to himself before his gaze caught site of a rather familiar looking figure. The current Pledge King and head of his new team, Takeo. Of course, why wouldn't the Tuner's leader be here? He literally felt like it was fate wanting to kick his ass by making him go talk to someone he'd talk to in passing only once or twice since he arrived at Tool Toul To's doorstep.
So Eve decided he needed to mozy on over to the King's side. "Hey there Takeo. I'm guessing the food's good since you're taking it upon yourself to try so much?" the Tuner asked in a slightly annoyed tone. It wasn't meant for Takeo, but more due to the situation as a whole. |
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Storm Rider
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 24
YEN : 20,000
PLAYED BY : AvivHighwind
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Post by Aviv Venfordt on Nov 13, 2016 1:29:59 GMT -5
our odyssey BEGINS AS WE SET SAIL ON THE WINDS OF FATE Wow, if he'd known it would be so easily to point out that he was a foreigner, he might have actually tried to disguise himself... well, no, he wouldn't have. But at least this guy seemed willing to talk to him, which was more than he could say about anyone else at the event so far. " You got me. I'm from the southern U.S. I'm here as part of a study abroad opportunity. Glad I could make your life just a bit more exciting!" Aviv stated to the blue haired guy, a grin playing at his lips. Then, a chill ran up his spine. His expression would have shown this as he shifted his stance a bit to allow him to look around the room. Although at his first glance when he'd arrived, he hadn't seen anyone he knew. Now, he needed to pay attention to the faces since more guests had arrived. When his glance passed a girl with pink hair and amethyst eyes, he had to take a second glance. She was staring at him and at that moment he knew they'd made eye contact. He didn't know her, but something seemed... familiar about the gal. It was fuzzy and he could feel the headache looming as he tried to remember, which he gave up on. Instead, Aviv hesitantly raised a hand and waved to her. Maybe she'd tell him why she looked familiar to him? Anyways, back to the conversation at hand. Aviv didn't know if his new friend had said something, but it'd be better to assume that he did. " Sorry, I zoned out for a moment. Did you happen to say something? By the way, the name's Aviv." It was a simple apology and introduction, which he hoped the other attendee didn't mind. Things like that were much more common than he'd like, especially since so many others tended to do similar things. He drank another sip from the water bottle. His throat seemed particularly dry at this moment, which he wasn't used to. Well, at least in a moment where he wasn't having to deal with either a cute guy or his allergies. PHARAOH LEAP. |
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Storm Rider
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 21
YEN : 10,000
PLAYED BY : frost
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Post by KESSHO EIEN on Nov 13, 2016 2:08:35 GMT -5
A COLD RAIN IS FALLING Oho~ So the guy was a foreigner after all. Kessho never would have known that if the guy hadn't just confirmed it himself. For all the bluenette knew, he might have just been some guy from another region who happened to actually be born with those particular traits of his. But no matter. It's not like it was something of consequence. A true foreigner from the southern U.S. was definitely interesting. A bit more-so as the guy suddenly started looking around, looking like he'd just seen a ghost. Blue eyes followed after the man's gaze, soon falling upon a pink-haired girl with amethyst-colored eyes. There was a sort of air coming from her. Sort of creepy-like... like she was some sort of ghost stalking after a poor, hapless, unsuspecting victim due to a grudge from years before. That's a joke, of course. Though, 'The Grudge' was a decent movie in its own respects. Another moment or two to look around, and Kesshos' eyes settled upon a rather familiar man. It took him a few blinks and a bit of squinting before he could finally confirm it. Sure enough, he noticed a rather familiar ginger-headed boy, a grin curling upon his lips as he flashed his pearly-white teeth with a hint of glee. His head turned to the crimson-haired man before a fist curled and bumped him on the shoulder. "Warui na.. Sorry Americana-Nii-san, but I've got a couple people I gotta say 'hi' to. My name's Kessho Eien. And here's something to remember me by!" He pulled something out form his hoodie and placed it in the palm of Avivs' hand. A jewel case with a CD inside, a picture of himself in a much more regal outfit on the cover. A copy of his recent hit single that had just been released. A finger rose up to his lips as he offered the guy a playful wink as he started gliding away. "You didn't get it from me, na?"With a soft rev of of the motors in his AT's, he'd make his way over towards the ginger, weaving in and out between the other Riders or Tuners as he did, only coming to a stop after having done a simple little spin, positioning himself off to the side by Takeo and the blonde guy in front of him. "Yo! Twinkle Toes!" he playfully addressed the guy, pulling his hoodie down to reveal that icy-blue hair of his to the other to jog his memory. "You remember me, neh? Neh? We played a few games of DDR at the arcade in Nipponbashi in Osaka. Neh?" The excitement in his voice as he spoke was child-like in its purest form, like a little kid meeting back up with a new best friend they had just made the previous day. It was... kinda sorta like that. Not really, but still. "I have to admit, I'm surprised to see you here! Never would have thought you'd be the type for AT's! Then again, I guess anything's possible in this day and age, yeah?"Aviv Venfordt TAKEO TSUGUHITO WITHOUT YOU, I'M STRUGGLING, MY LOVE MADE BY ★MEULK |
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Tuner
STATUS : OFFLINE
POSTS : 16
YEN : 10,000
PLAYED BY : Amy
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Post by Hikari Sakuraba on Nov 14, 2016 9:25:12 GMT -5
SUPERFAST SUPERFAST [attr="class","topprz"]  I come in last, but just in time for breakfast With the idle banter of the tuners and riders in attendance, a single person could obviously get lost in the hustle and the bustle. Within the fancy and disciplined, the rambunctious could be called. The world outside could be a galaxy away. And in this atmosphere of pomp and circumstance, no one could expect that the sound of a single digital bell could be a sign of the ensuing storm that approached them. As the Facebook mems constantly repeat with a bit of Grandure that Each person who ever shared that was the storm, I am here today my dear friends that your storm is nothing but a drizzle against the Hurricane approaching these in attendance. As the Elevator bell rang to signal a new guest had arrived on the 51st floor, and the doors started to slide open, a cacophony arose, splashing over the audience as if it was a tidal wave on the beach. With the slightest of door openings the storm have arrived. How powerful was this storm? it was a CAT-agory 5 High Purr-sure wave. WAVE OF CATS! Approximately a hundred cats came running out of the elevator into the room, Each one cuter than the last and just as playful. Behind them, a lone girl in a Delivery Uniformstepped out. Her white hair, red eyes, and very pale skin would be a clear sign to any who knew of her who she was. Hikari Sakuraba. The cute albino looked around before walking over to Her roomates who were talking already. Wait wait Whoa. Where the heck did those cats come from? To answer that, we must go back two days ago. Hikari was walking around the campus after she was told in no uncertain terms that she was coming to the gathering. She hated to be told what to do by someone she didn't know. She couldn't just let this slight against her just slide by. But what could she do. Sitting on the edge of the fountain in the quad, one of the feral cats came up and demanded the pettings. After a few minutes nixing off how powerful of explosion she needed, she realized that fate had just given her the answer. For the rest of the day, she went around town, gathering the cute, feral, yet approachable, unregistered kittens. Going so far as to get them all vaccinated and checked at the local vet, she withheld registration for the moment. But did prepay for registration when each of the cats were brought back. Each feline was given a collar with a washer ring tied to the front and a note Ok that explains the cats gathered, but how did she get past the security and into the elevator with all of these moving critters. That is an even simpler story. One box can hold about four cats. A furniture dolly can hold up to 12 boxes. An elevator can hold up to three dolliesof boxes, if no one else is in there. Using "the proper credentials" and three trips, she was able to load all the boxes on a side elevator and get it to herself, the guards even held it for her. Once the doors closed so she could go up, she had exactly 47 seconds to open 30 boxes and stack them away. And there you have it. WAVE OF CATS! As Hikari walked up to Vivienne Sasaki and Byakko Nishiaki who were with eachother, she just grinned and held out a clipboard. "Could either of you sign for a expediated delivery of adorable chaos?" LAIKA OF THQ [newclass=.topprz]position: relative; z-index: 3;[/newclass] |
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Storm Rider
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Post by Vivienne Sasaki on Nov 14, 2016 10:12:25 GMT -5
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Vy was surprised twice. not only did her hikkikomori, or shut-in member of the dorm room they shared show up, but even on time. It must have been difficult for her to actually overcome the hurdles of her own self and show up here. Or not. Vy still could not fully read this girl. A little big too eccentric for Vy to make an approximation about how she ticked. Not that she could look into the girls skull or anyone elses and read their mind. But most people were easy to understand and deal with. But she had gotten the two women who were just so out there, she did not even bother anymore.
They did as they pleased and Vy cleaned up after their messes, happy to have more people around her. Because even if she was weird, maybe a bit odd even, Byakko fit perfectly into their little group with that. Smiling at the newcomer, she replied: "No, Kari isn´t here yet, who knows if she will show. But I did not think you would come by either? How are you, feeling fine in the crowd, Ko? Did you get excited thinking how many new A-T´s you would get to see tonight? Which would be pretty much the only reason I could come up with. Mine was the mention of blood being spilled. I wonder whose and wanted to have a look. Be prepared even."
Moving her dress a little, she showed off the crimson treks on her feet. That was when hell broke loose. Or rather Kari appeared. Which could be synonymous... most of the times. Although Vy would definitely put this adorable flood of fur and cuteness under the benevolent kind of catastrophe. Just thinking it, she felt a cringe in her stomach. And also a bit jealous. If she knew Kari correctly, she was just unpredictable and yet kind enough to animals to have blown a huge amount of money on these cats. Frowning just a little, it mixed with her smile waiting for Kari to approach.
They both had that weird inertia that only few people had. Making them easy to pick out of any crowd, from their height to that feature. "Hello Kari. I see you brought kitty´s along." She said to her and a bit of sadness was in her voice. "I can´t sign for these, I hope you can find them all a new home." Pouting as she finished, she knew she was selfish, but at the moment, she felt like it was her only recourse to not walking away and getting more champagne or picking up someone and leaving early. She was as selfish as a real cat and just as easily jealous.
But in the end, she could not really deny the absolute adorableness and her eyes, although sternly not on Kari followed the kittens playing around everyone´s feet. Maybe they could actually keep one or two of them? Usually the dorms did not allow animals, but Vy could most likely ask the owner for a little favor to be used for this.
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Post by Byakko Nishiaki on Nov 14, 2016 11:48:14 GMT -5
nineteen - twenty one i tried to write about your eyes but i ran out of cliches, i tried to say you plainly but there wasn’t enough truth, whoever invented this language didn’t anticipate you. + cats everywhere + we have no mansion fo dese yo |
It was one thing to wait for someone. It was another to wait with someone to avoid this whole chattering ordeal. Now what had actually happened was beyond and sort of chaos Byakko would bother to go through, let alone put up with. The normal conversation which consisted of a smiling ma- no, she looked more presentable now. Lady-like. So yes, a lady-smile had been sent the Tuner's way. It was easy to catch the motion from the corner of her eye, drawing her full gaze away from the red-head, as he motioned toward her; to the Queen.
There was only a shrug toward the presumption of her goals. Well, they were half-right but only partially. Taking in a deep breath, tasting the air through her senses; she could smell it. The scent of machinery, mediocrity, and... The thicker scent of oil. Fresh steel, grease, the sound meeting her ears was a soft symphony too mixed to tell but her nose caught it. "Be on your toes Vy, you may not be the only royalty here." She warned, the only thing she was to say. Yes, that was an explanation in her book.
Hikari wasn't with her? Normally that would spell trouble for the normal person, for Byakko it was more of an idle thought. "We're going to be drowned in chaos." She let off something sounding like a sigh within that monotone voice of hers. Its what usually happened when no one was watching over her sister. Such freedoms were often taken full advantage of by some she'd learned early on.
And boy were they taken. One moment it was simple chatting, Byakko kneeling next to the Queen to get a better look at the Regalia worn. A habit she still hadn't shaken, the one visible curiosity she'd be more than happy to reveal to the world. She'd just barely gotten back up to her feet when the elevator dinged. It took half a second for the girl to pounce onto the windowsill, air treks and all; to avoid the tsunami of fuzzy bodies now overwhelming the area's floor. Oh Hikari... How precious you were. Pale eyes watched the familial figure approach, blank and nonchalant as ever; even after being offered a board.
"The dorms don't allow pets." the girl sounded, dropping down slowly from the window; tiptoeing forward in order to take the white-haired girl's face in her hands. It was just a thing she did. Slowly but deftly going to plant a delicate little kiss on the girl's cheek before slipping back toward the wall. Pressing herself against it to defend herself from the fuzzy bodies rubbing themselves on her legs, otherwise ignoring the feline army.
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Post by Luciana Reyes on Nov 14, 2016 15:50:04 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","deliimg"]  [attr="class","delimain"]"Huh? Yeah, yeah, I'm going. Don't be ridiculous, I totally would have showed up if you didn't call me. You didn't wake me up! Alright, I'll see you in a bit. Later."
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Luciana tossed her phone to the side, resulting in it landing on the extra pillow next to the one her head was currently resting on. She had received the message along with everyone else but hadn't thought much about it, deciding there was no real reason for her to show up. Instead, she went to take a nap, which was just now interrupted by one of her friends from university asking if she would be attending. A personal request to attend from a relatively close friend seemed to be the motivation she needed to actually show up. The girl rolled out of bed and slipped into a pair of black skinny jeans and a dark grey crop top that sported the words LIVE FREE in pink across the chest. From her nightstand she would grab her necklace, a silver chain with a black and pink flashdrive attached to it, and place it around her neck. After that she took a moment to lock her overlay into place on her left arm, put on a black leather jacket that she left open in the front and grab her Air-Trecks before heading out into the city.
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It was a quick ride to the meeting location. Luciana, already being late, decided it was best for her to travel at top speeds until she was close. She even almost ended up breaking her record time from district to district. Upon finally arriving at the location she filed inside behind some of the other attendees who were late like she was and patiently waited through the elevator ride. She stood there silent and seemingly unimpressed. It wasn't until the elevator doors opened that the Latina showed any sign of emotion or life. Seeing the amount of effort that was put into the event made her almost wish she had arrived on time. Pushing past a few of the people who were taking too long to leave the elevator, she would make her way around the room absentmindedly, looking for some form of entertainment.
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It wasn't long before she was stopped by a few friends (including the one who had called her) on the way over for a brief conversation. These were people Luciana saw every day, though. Tonight was a perfect opportunity to meet new people, both friends and foes, and the Latina didn't want to limit herself by spending all of her time with people she was already familiar with. As such, after catching up a bit she respectfully removed herself from the conversation and began to look around once more. A few minutes later a group of people by the buffet caught her eye; two people she wasn't familiar with at all surrounding one face that she knew. Making her way over, Luciana would grin and call out as she approached them. "Looks like this is where all the cool kids are hanging out, huh?" Taking a look at Takeo's plate, the girl would let out a small laugh. "Did someone bet you that you couldn't fit one of everything on one plate or something?" Then, turning to the other two individuals, she would smile again and offer a friendly wave. "Luciana. Nice to meet you guys." [attr="class","delinote1]TLDR [attr="class","delinote2]Luciana joins the group of fun-looking individuals over by the buffet to say hi to Takeo and try to make some new friends. [attr="class","delicred"]DELIRIUM™ [newclass=.deliimg]width:100px;height:100px;background-color:#2B2B2B;border:6px double #9370DB;[/newclass] [newclass=.delinote1]width:60px;height:24px;background-color:#2B2B2B;border:3px double #AAAAFF;margin-top:3px;margin-left:-220px;padding:5px;font-family:Californian FB;font-size:20px;color:#9370DB;font-weight:bold;text-align:center;[/newclass] [newclass=.delinote2]width:200px;height:24px;background-color:#2B2B2B;border:3px double #AAAAFF;margin-top:-40px;margin-left:80px;padding:5px;font-family:Californian FB;font-size:12px;color:#eee;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.delinote2 b]color:#9370DB[/newclass] [newclass=.delimain]width:280px;height:280px;background-color:#2B2B2B;border:3px double #AAAAFF;margin-top:3px;padding:5px;font-family:Californian FB;font-size:12px;color:#eee;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.delimain b]color:#9370DB[/newclass] [newclass=.delitag1]width:80px;height:24px;background-color:#2B2B2B;border:3px double #9370DB;margin-top:3px;margin-left:-200px;padding:5px;font-family:Californian FB;font-size:12px;color:#BF5FFF;text-align:center;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.delitag2]width:80px;height:24px;background-color:#2B2B2B;border:3px double #9370DB;margin-top:-40px;padding:5px;font-family:Californian FB;font-size:12px;color:#AAAAFF;text-align:center;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.delitag3]width:80px;height:24px;background-color:#2B2B2B;border:3px double #9370DB;margin-top:-40px;margin-left:200px;padding:5px;font-family:Californian FB;font-size:12px;color:#AAAAFF;text-align:center;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.delitag1 a]color:#AAAAFF[/newclass] [newclass=.delitag2 a]color:#AAAAFF[/newclass] [newclass=.delitag2 a]color:#AAAAFF[/newclass] [newclass=.delicred]margin-top:3px;font-family:Californian FB;font-size:8px;color:#2B2B2B;text-align:center;tex-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.deliscroll::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.deliscroll::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #eee;[/newclass] |
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Post by Brooklyn Chase on Nov 14, 2016 21:05:57 GMT -5
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[break] Hmm. Fancy. Brooklyn could only think of this as he entered the 51st floor of the hotel. Groups of people was talking amongst each other and heck, one could assume it was the largest A-T regarded gathering for an extremely long time. Amongst the crowd of many he could call this home, the atmosphere, being surrounded by people who love doing the same thing as him A-T. It seems as if he got there a bit later than everyone else as he had could here people murmuring about what had just happened, and people getting quite excited for whatever was going to happen. Either way Brooks, didnt know what was happening so he just went over to the buffet and grabbed some food. Not having a preference he grabbed a little bit of everything, Japanese, Indian, Korean and even the "American-Style", which made no sense since it was all just food. Either way, content with his food, he skated around the place, at a steady speed as to not bump into anyone or drop his food. At least this time he wouldn't stand out with blond hair, since there were a variety of hair colours. Something was bound to happen, with this many storm riders, and tuners in one building. Some of them most likely associated with rivalling crews, something was bound to pop off. And brooks wanted to be apart of it. [break][break]
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