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Lostman Graffiti

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N O R T H E R N D I S T R I C T · K I N G Y O

Tamiko didn't ring any bells.

Mochizuki added it to a longer list he kept in his head, one that grew with each passing day... and yet somehow at the same time... it shrank. Weren't there more people? He pulled at memories as far back as he could, his fingers stretching toward the fuzzier edges of what he could recall. There were names back there. Names to faces that were once important but the faces were beginning to change. Unique features were replaced with those unassuming until they had bled together into... a bland peach colored circle. Then the color faded until he was staring at just a grey smudge... and then a fog... and then... What... was I just talking about?

“You’re from Hinata, aren’tcha? Just here for the A/C?”

Hinata. The heat. Air conditioning. That's right. He blinked. "Y-yeah. Ha. Guilty." Mochizuki turned toward the girl with a sheepish smile and then shook his head. "I uh... was supposed to catch a shuttle but not surprisingly managed to miss it." He sighed. "Was a stupid mistake. Left work later than I thought I would... which...speaking of..." He paused for a moment as he mused over her earlier comment. "How'd you know I was from Hinata?"

Lostman Graffiti

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There was no question why he'd never taken the time to wander in before. This was not his usual style. The colors were too contrasting to his own. The walls were covered in images of faces he didn't recognize. The sound, though played soft, threatened to grate at his ears. He almost shivered... and then did when the cold gripped him.

Sweating was also not his style, so here he would stay until the next shuttle arrived. He had time. Maybe too much. He mused, returning a nod to the woman and then moving to look at his watch again.

“...are still asking for citizens to call in to report any sightings. The hotline number is…”

His eyes snapped away from his wrist before he could read it and over to the source of the only kind of sound he recognized. The mysterious was never that far away. Always waiting around a corner or tucked away in some dark alley ready to snatch at unsuspecting prey. Odd sightings in the surrounding areas, lights in the sky, murders and disappearances. His wrist got a little heavier. Mochi wasn't the only one who paid attention, but he was one of the few magnetically drawn to it. The voice of apathetic urgency from the anchor was the same one he'd heard a thousand times before... and she was tugging at him again.

"Anybody new?" Mochi asked, finding a chair next to the girl. His shoulder bag came off and found a place on the back of his seat. "Sorry I just..." He pointed at the phone. "... I couldn't help but overhear."

Word association Game!

Baby

Ask the Person Below You a Question v2

I don't really have one but I do have a video that kind of interestingly popped back into my life unexpectedly.

It originally went viral years ago when a part of it was taken out of context. I got a good laugh and so did everyone else who watched =3 (that's not me using an emoji). Then maybe a handful of months ago, my sister asks if I heard about some guy who fought off a bear. I told her no but I'm super interested and ask her to tell me about it. She opens her phone and proceeds to show me a Tiktok video. This is what plays.

So weird seeing that one hop a generation.

What is something you desperately want but can't have?

Word association Game!

Decibel

Word association Game!

alarm

Post a random fact about yourself.

I've had three aura migraines. The first was unexpected. The second and third times were like watching someone light a fuse to a bomb in front of you and sitting there waiting for it to go off.

What is the Strangest Thing That You've Done for an RP?

I'll sometimes talk to my characters. It helps me figure out who they are.

Lostman Graffiti

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N O R T H E R N D I S T R I C T · H I N A T A

"You think you'll be fine?"

"Oh. Oh yes."

"Keep your eye on Toshi please."

"I won't let him die."

"Y-yes. Please don't let that happen, but uh... text me in case it does."

"Not the police. Got it boss."

"No. I mean if-...I'll see you tomorrow."

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3:30. Late as usual.

Mochi tapped at his watch hoping the time was wrong. Hoping that maybe the hands had gotten stuck. That maybe the thing was broken or perhaps the heat was getting to him and he was seeing things.

3:30. "Late as usual." He sighed.

The sun was bearing down on him as he stood on the sidewalk. He could feel it searing his skin, burning the ends of his hair, igniting the air in his lungs as he breathed in fire. He could feel beads of sweat forming on his brow, moisture pooling under the straps of his pack; could feel himself beginning to melt into the cement. He shuffled to his left a bit, dousing his head in the shadow of the bus stop sign. It was far too hot to be out and far too hot to be out for an hour waiting for the next shuttle. By the time it came around, he'd be a puddle.

A gust of warm, stifling air kicked up and nudged him to the left, some of it catching the sweat on his skin and kissing him like ice. He turned his head to follow and his eyes fell on an izakaya. The same one that had been there since before he'd begun work at the coffee shop. The kamon on the noren was a sphere with a tri-shaped piece cut out of the middle and three half starbursts on it's edges. A family crest he recognized. It danced lightly against the wind, the fabric catching on a pillow of air and opening down the middle almost beckoning Mochi inside. At least that's what he told himself it was doing as he stepped out from under his inadequate shade. The sun beat down on him again and he winched.

An hour. That's all he needed. The next shuttle would be there in an hour. There was cold air inside he was sure. Cold air... and ice to cure his headache.

And water. He was thirsty.

What Are You Listening To?

_{commitment issues by ygspliff
album: commitment issues - single (2019)}
^{genre: hip-hop/soul}