土方歳三 ✦ hijikata "fuck shit damn piss hell" toshizō (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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synopsychic2015-02-18 08:00 pm
hakodate) wrote in synopsychic2015-02-18 08:00 pm
Entry tags:
- !doki doki no gakuen,
- ace,
- ambrose,
- armin arlert,
- chizuru yukimura,
- inigo,
- iwamine shuu,
- leonardo da vinci,
- levi,
- ludger will kresnik,
- mai,
- minako arisato,
- naoto shirogane,
- near,
- ryuunosuke ibuki,
- saitou hajime,
- seta souji,
- shay cormac,
- souji okita,
- takakage kobayakawa (pg),
- tim drake (pg),
- toshizou hijikata,
- yua narukami
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[There's a bit too much chaos to deal with it while the flash mob is still going, but as soon as things settle down, for some relative value of settling down, Hijikata's straight on to business.]
If this is your first jaunt: don't panic, try to blend in.
Some of our number are going to think they belong in this world. If you can hear this, then obviously, you're not one of them. Keeping an eye on our infiltrators is usually our second clue to figuring out what the hell we're supposed to be doing here.
Our first one is when we arrive in the middle of some shitstorm like this, though - that usually means something. So it's sounding like this one's got to do with... [A slight noise of frustration. This is not his wheelhouse.] Romantic shit? Valentine's Day? If any of you are experts, now would be a good time to tell the rest of us. Or if you know a lot about, I don't know, weddin-
[Actually, no, this is not how he wants to start wedding planning, he is going to cut himself the hell off there. Embarrassedly.]
We usually start by checking in, anyway, so if you're still yourself, speak up. If you've noticed anyone is definitely an infiltrator, tell us that, too; you might as well save us the trouble of saying something really goddamned stupid to them while we're trying to figure it out.
If this is your first jaunt: don't panic, try to blend in.
Some of our number are going to think they belong in this world. If you can hear this, then obviously, you're not one of them. Keeping an eye on our infiltrators is usually our second clue to figuring out what the hell we're supposed to be doing here.
Our first one is when we arrive in the middle of some shitstorm like this, though - that usually means something. So it's sounding like this one's got to do with... [A slight noise of frustration. This is not his wheelhouse.] Romantic shit? Valentine's Day? If any of you are experts, now would be a good time to tell the rest of us. Or if you know a lot about, I don't know, weddin-
[Actually, no, this is not how he wants to start wedding planning, he is going to cut himself the hell off there. Embarrassedly.]
We usually start by checking in, anyway, so if you're still yourself, speak up. If you've noticed anyone is definitely an infiltrator, tell us that, too; you might as well save us the trouble of saying something really goddamned stupid to them while we're trying to figure it out.
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Color him really concerned.]
...I can't imagine you missed me.
[Unless he actually did.]
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[ ... Not that he did miss him or anything, he's just pointing out what a dumb response that was..?! ]
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Hey, my imagination is fine!
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[ well what did anyone did expect ]
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Tch! No one has to tell me. I know it for myself!
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[ he knows you love it. ]
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Whatever.
[He falls silent - except for the intermittent annoyed sighing at the world - but then, more quietly - ]
...Are you okay?
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[ instantly defensive can't possibly imagine why... ]
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...Where are you?
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The mail room.