OK I've kept quiet long about this but seriously Joey, this isn't your rp, why are you trying to micromanage it?
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well I'm talking to you right now so... you.
@Vulkan
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Were it possible for Kiyoshi to be even more silent with disappointment he'd damn well display it. The newcomer, Jiro, judging by his face was more than a little disturbed as he hastily retreated to the girl who'd suffered Takuma's verbal tirade. Turning to his friend all Kiyoshi could do was shake his head and without skipping a beat promptly replied to Takuma's earlier question.
"I was thinking Insurgency tonight," the robotic voice rang out, "its been a while since I've tackled a decent FPS, but enough of that you're clueless so I'm going to help you. You're on the student council remember? You're supposed to be helping with the opening ceremony, which is in the main building, and they're probably going to be giving you the class rosters or something right? Right. Well I'm gonna say screw the ceremony, I've got more important things to do than to listen to that wind bag talk; like actually listening to worthwhile things. So I'm gonna skip this, can I trust you to have my roster by second period?"
It sounded more like a set of instructions rather than a request, but it was hard to not sound neutral when your voice consisted of a transistor and some wiring held together by duct tape. Rather than try to be something that it wasn't, it was better to match the tone of the voice with the consistency of the text.
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Were it possible for Kiyoshi to be even more silent with disappointment he'd damn well display it. The newcomer, Jiro, judging by his face was more than a little disturbed as he hastily retreated to the girl who'd suffered Takuma's verbal tirade. Turning to his friend all Kiyoshi could do was shake his head and without skipping a beat promptly replied to Takuma's earlier question.
"I was thinking Insurgency tonight," the robotic voice rang out, "its been a while since I've tackled a decent FPS, but enough of that you're clueless so I'm going to help you. You're on the student council remember? You're supposed to be helping with the opening ceremony, which is in the main building, and they're probably going to be giving you the class rosters or something right? Right. Well I'm gonna say screw the ceremony, I've got more important things to do than to listen to that wind bag talk; like actually listening to worthwhile things. So I'm gonna skip this, can I trust you to have my roster by second period?"
It sounded more like a set of instructions rather than a request, but it was hard to not sound neutral when your voice consisted of a transistor and some wiring held together by duct tape. Rather than try to be something that it wasn't, it was better to match the tone of the voice with the consistency of the text.
"No, I'm not a friend of his, but I wouldn't mind becoming a friend of his."
"That certainly implies a lot, though I don't think you're his type...", Kiyoshi thought before the teen spoke up again.
"My name is Jiro, I just transferred here from America and it seems I have lost my schedule, so I have no idea of where I need to go. It also seems your friend here is also in the same boat."
Jiro had his hand extended out for a shake, Kiyoshi humbly complied and firmly shook the teen's hand before moving back to the tablet and typing out more words, "Itsugaya, Kiyoshi, a pleasure. As for the schedule none of us students are supposed to receive them until after the opening ceremony the principal is going to give in place of 1st period this morning; the destination then is obvious."
As he turned to Takuma, Kiyoshi couldn't help but notice a shadowed figure in the corner of his vision nestling itself in the distance, but his attention was altered for only a second. "As for you Mr. Student Council," a small smirk couldn't help but show on Kiyoshi's face, "how is it that I know what the hell you're supposed to be doing and answering all the questions you should be answering? Konk your head on something hard this morning or what?"
"That certainly implies a lot, though I don't think you're his type...", Kiyoshi thought before the teen spoke up again.
"My name is Jiro, I just transferred here from America and it seems I have lost my schedule, so I have no idea of where I need to go. It also seems your friend here is also in the same boat."
Jiro had his hand extended out for a shake, Kiyoshi humbly complied and firmly shook the teen's hand before moving back to the tablet and typing out more words, "Itsugaya, Kiyoshi, a pleasure. As for the schedule none of us students are supposed to receive them until after the opening ceremony the principal is going to give in place of 1st period this morning; the destination then is obvious."
As he turned to Takuma, Kiyoshi couldn't help but notice a shadowed figure in the corner of his vision nestling itself in the distance, but his attention was altered for only a second. "As for you Mr. Student Council," a small smirk couldn't help but show on Kiyoshi's face, "how is it that I know what the hell you're supposed to be doing and answering all the questions you should be answering? Konk your head on something hard this morning or what?"
Ik the feeling. You should of seen me on black friday at gamestop.
I worked at LensCrafters on black Friday... It was quiet...
Btw [@littleloser], did you mean there boys? Cause Joey, vulkan and I are together now.
Go for it
"Shit, it's cold out..."
The brisk February weather encircled the teen as he traveled across the school grounds, now dried, dressed and in uniform with his signature grey hoodie adorning him, unzipped as always. Beneath the hood, he had a set of headphones on playing light chillstep, the music was soothing, but layered in the background, his mind was more focused on finding Takuma.
His earlier search yielded nothing as he decided to knock on the student's door, when he heard nothing, Kiyoshi tried the knob. The door gave way and he entered Takuma's room, his friend was nowhere in sight however, chances are, he already left for the main building, "...which brings us here." Kiyoshi continued to wander down the winding pathway, considering the reasons as to why Takuma would have left for the main building already, he wasn't one to get up that early... fortunately he would know the answer soon enough as he saw the recognizable figure of his friend, talking to someone else? Curious.
Kiyoshi waved his arm to get their attention, but to no avail, sighing he reached into his backpack and grabbed a small tablet, opening up an app it revealed an orange button, turning up the volume, he pressed the button; their reactions were to be expected. As Kiyoshi closed the gap between himself and the other two, he slid aside one of the ear pieces so he could hear them speak and quickly signed [Good morning, Takuma, you're up early]. Kiyoshi knew that he wouldn't get all of that, but he'd at least get the gist.
Closing the previous app, he opened up a new one, a text to speech program, he loathed using the thing, but this guy was new so it wouldn't be a terrible idea to introduce himself properly with a voice. Quickly keying in a few buttons, the device read out in a soft robotic voice, "Friend of your's Takuma?"
The brisk February weather encircled the teen as he traveled across the school grounds, now dried, dressed and in uniform with his signature grey hoodie adorning him, unzipped as always. Beneath the hood, he had a set of headphones on playing light chillstep, the music was soothing, but layered in the background, his mind was more focused on finding Takuma.
His earlier search yielded nothing as he decided to knock on the student's door, when he heard nothing, Kiyoshi tried the knob. The door gave way and he entered Takuma's room, his friend was nowhere in sight however, chances are, he already left for the main building, "...which brings us here." Kiyoshi continued to wander down the winding pathway, considering the reasons as to why Takuma would have left for the main building already, he wasn't one to get up that early... fortunately he would know the answer soon enough as he saw the recognizable figure of his friend, talking to someone else? Curious.
Kiyoshi waved his arm to get their attention, but to no avail, sighing he reached into his backpack and grabbed a small tablet, opening up an app it revealed an orange button, turning up the volume, he pressed the button; their reactions were to be expected. As Kiyoshi closed the gap between himself and the other two, he slid aside one of the ear pieces so he could hear them speak and quickly signed [Good morning, Takuma, you're up early]. Kiyoshi knew that he wouldn't get all of that, but he'd at least get the gist.
Closing the previous app, he opened up a new one, a text to speech program, he loathed using the thing, but this guy was new so it wouldn't be a terrible idea to introduce himself properly with a voice. Quickly keying in a few buttons, the device read out in a soft robotic voice, "Friend of your's Takuma?"
Posted and stuff.
Is there anyone else nearby that Takuma and Jiro can talk to?
I'm coming, don't get your panties in a wad
EDIT: post up
I'd like to apologize everyone, recent events irl have kept me from keeping interest in this rp,I kept trying to throw myself at this, but I just can't find the motivation. I'm sorry everyone.
I expected holiday time to be slow, I do want to make a post, but it probably won't be until I get off of work much much later.
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