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((Hey guys, mun here! I’ve decided to archive this blog. I haven’t touched Ichiro in a good number of months, and even though I want to come back to him there are parts of this blog that I’m not really happy with seeing as it was my first time trying tumblr RP. As such I’m archiving it to save the things I do like, and I’ll move to a new URL when I’m ready. I’ll post about that when it happens, but this is the end for this iteration of Ichiboy. See You Space Cowboys!))
Cadence's phone rings... it's from Ichiro. [ @supermassive-hero ]
Cadence immediately picked it up once she saw the guys name.
“Ichiro! I missed ya buddy! How ya been? Anything interesting happen? Sorry if I’m asking so many questions heh.”
@supermassive-hero
“Hello, Cadence.” Someone responds, but it’s not Ichiro. “Would you mind if I asked you a few questions instead? You’re a kind person, but it’s healthy to focus on yourself now and then. Tell me how you’ve been doing.”
“E-Eh?” Cadence was a little surprised at the not Ichiro voice, but she assume it was probably a friend of his, “Uh…I’m doing pretty well…but is-Is Ichiro ok? He’s not hurt..is he?”
“No, he’s alright. Quite fine. Just needed a little bit of rest. It’s been a looooong week for poor, little Ichiro… How does that make you feel?”
“I…..I..feel….who-Who are you Anyway?!? Why do you have Ichiros phone!? Y-Your tone is freaking me out and is not helping you convince me that he’s ok!” Starting to panic, Cadence clenches her phone tightly, alertingJack who reassuringly squeezes the girls shoulder.
“Cadence, Cadence, Cadence... You need to calm down. I’m not planning on hurting him... not yet, anyway. Here’s another question for you. Do you believe in destiny? Let me rephrase that, do you believe that the future is predetermined?”
Cadence's phone rings... it's from Ichiro. [ @supermassive-hero ]
Cadence immediately picked it up once she saw the guys name.
“Ichiro! I missed ya buddy! How ya been? Anything interesting happen? Sorry if I’m asking so many questions heh.”
@supermassive-hero
“Hello, Cadence.” Someone responds, but it’s not Ichiro. “Would you mind if I asked you a few questions instead? You’re a kind person, but it’s healthy to focus on yourself now and then. Tell me how you’ve been doing.”
“E-Eh?” Cadence was a little surprised at the not Ichiro voice, but she assume it was probably a friend of his, “Uh…I’m doing pretty well…but is-Is Ichiro ok? He’s not hurt..is he?”
“No, he’s alright. Quite fine. Just needed a little bit of rest. It’s been a looooong week for poor, little Ichiro... How does that make you feel?”
Cadence's phone rings... it's from Ichiro. [ @supermassive-hero ]
Cadence immediately picked it up once she saw the guys name.
“Ichiro! I missed ya buddy! How ya been? Anything interesting happen? Sorry if I’m asking so many questions heh.”
@supermassive-hero
“Hello, Cadence.” Someone responds, but it’s not Ichiro. “Would you mind if I asked you a few questions instead? You’re a kind person, but it’s healthy to focus on yourself now and then. Tell me how you’ve been doing.”
“Not much time left... Only two more calls to make. Then, the gears of fate shall turn, and his destiny will become reality...”
((I’m planning on returning to Regularly Scheduled Ichiro soon. If there are any other Jojo blogs out there who’d like to interact, please feel free to DM me!! I don’t know much about plotting things, but I always love talking about Jojo and I would love to interact with more people!!))
((I’m planning on returning to Regularly Scheduled Ichiro soon. If there are any other Jojo blogs out there who’d like to interact, please feel free to DM me!! I don’t know much about plotting things, but I always love talking about Jojo and I would love to interact with more people!!))
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((I did real well on a calculus quiz today!!! The homework really stressed me out and I stayed up way too late doing it, but now I can relax for another week... I barely have any homework, so hopefully things can wind down for a little...))
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Mitsuko's phone rings... Caller ID says it's Ichiro!
“The phone’s ringing.”
“Just turn it off! I’m in the middle of my beauty nap!”
“Alright… It says ‘Ichiro’ here.” Suicide picked the phone up and slowly swept right to turn it off.
“Ichiboy’s calling me? Gimme!”
“Make up your mind, will you?”
The stand puts the device next to Mitsuko’s pillow and goes back to the corner of the room, observing in silence. The blue-haired girl accepts the call and cheerfully puts it next to her ear.
“Moshi moshi? Hai! Mitsuko desu~!”
She copied the sentence she usually heard that weird boy her friend Doppio was speak.
(Cont.)
“So, this is the future you’ve chosen. That’s too bad. I thought I might get to hang up early and do something more productive with my time.”
Moving away from the phone for a brief moment, the mystery caller made gestures to their associates. She would be watching in a few moments, and the stage had to be set.
“You still seem convinced I need to explain myself to you. That’s simply not the case. You will not interfere if you know what’s best for you and the boy.”
“… Duh?”
Mitsuko holds her laughter. How cute, the lady on the other side thinking she was a noble friend who would put her life and safety on risk for someone. Looks like she didn’t knew the whole story, that was an advantage.
“Ichiro is not a baby who needs my assistance. If anything, he’s better when I’m far away from him. And, do you THINK I would ruin my perfect nails to play your little game? OHOHOHOHOHO! I’m merely curious on why you called me, that’s all~”
She lets out her himedere laugh, Suicide opening the door to Novoselic. The pink-haired journalist opens her mouth to scream something, but the stand shuts her up and indicates with its head. The woman nods and calls her own stand, a colorful television.
“You...”
Futures overlapping, new timelines, new ways for the pieces to move, all of it converging right here on this very spot, with the mystery caller at the center of it, watching and trying not to feel overwhelmed as hundreds of possible futures swirled around them.
“...should have said so sooner.”
They hung up.
Mitsuko's phone rings... Caller ID says it's Ichiro!
“The phone’s ringing.”
“Just turn it off! I’m in the middle of my beauty nap!”
“Alright… It says ‘Ichiro’ here.” Suicide picked the phone up and slowly swept right to turn it off.
“Ichiboy’s calling me? Gimme!”
“Make up your mind, will you?”
The stand puts the device next to Mitsuko’s pillow and goes back to the corner of the room, observing in silence. The blue-haired girl accepts the call and cheerfully puts it next to her ear.
“Moshi moshi? Hai! Mitsuko desu~!”
She copied the sentence she usually heard that weird boy her friend Doppio was speak.
(Cont.)
“So, this is the future you’ve chosen. That’s too bad. I thought I might get to hang up early and do something more productive with my time.”
Moving away from the phone for a brief moment, the mystery caller made gestures to their associates. She would be watching in a few moments, and the stage had to be set.
“You still seem convinced I need to explain myself to you. That’s simply not the case. You will not interfere if you know what’s best for you and the boy.”
I don't know what "destiny" bullshit you're referring to but if you mean dying you're gonna have a bitch of a time doing it. So many people would hop on your ass, doesn't matter if you run away now they'd eventually find you and they'd tear you apart.
“Of course not. I only want to help him. Ichiro wants to be a hero, and so I’ll make sure he’ll become the best hero he can be. If Abba, Cadence- if anyone wants to get in my way, I won’t back down.”
Don't you fucking dare touch Ichiro you'd be dead in a heartbeat motherfucker. If it isn't Abba who does it it'd surprisingly enough most likely be Mitsuko herself.
“I don’t want to kill him, but Mitsuko needs to know where she ought to stand here... She will interfere if I don’t make it clear what the consequences are. If she arrives to save him, then his fate is sealed, one way or another.”
Mitsuko's phone rings... Caller ID says it's Ichiro!
“The phone’s ringing.”
“Just turn it off! I’m in the middle of my beauty nap!”
“Alright… It says ‘Ichiro’ here.” Suicide picked the phone up and slowly swept right to turn it off.
“Ichiboy’s calling me? Gimme!”
“Make up your mind, will you?”
The stand puts the device next to Mitsuko’s pillow and goes back to the corner of the room, observing in silence. The blue-haired girl accepts the call and cheerfully puts it next to her ear.
“Moshi moshi? Hai! Mitsuko desu~!”
She copied the sentence she usually heard that weird boy her friend Doppio was speak.
(Cont.)
“I’m suspicious and weird? That makes two of us. Your petty achievements don’t interest me; I’m sure you could get away with just about anything thanks to that reporter friend of yours.”
“I want to know this. If you were given the choice to turn back time, what would you change? Would you spare the fates of some, and yet still leave others to die?”
“Say what know?”
Mitsuko blinks slowly, processing the information. This was some kind of trick, wasn’t it? Anyways, how come everyone knew about her wrongdoings? This wasn’t fair! She also wanted to know everything about everyone and play around a bit!
Suicide giggles, making the girl remember the call was still on. “Oh, uh… What a dummy question! I’d keep things as they are, duh!”
Lying through her teeth, Mitsuko grins.
“So… that’s how it is. Interesting. You don’t have any regrets then, hm?”
“I suppose, then, you wouldn’t mind if I killed him right now. It wouldn’t be a big change, after all. Just setting him on the path you chose for him.”
“HEY! Just because I said I wouldn’t change anything it doesn’t mean you can kill the remaining ones! Jeez, what kind of logic is that…”
Mitsuko pouts, looking through the window. From the distance, two lights indicated that Novoselic was coming.
“What’s up with you, anyways?”
“That’s all I really wanted to know from you, Ms. Kokoro. You’re a very interesting young lady. I can see why he seems so fascinated with you.”
They sighed deeply, satisfied. “I suppose I don’t have much time left. Novoselic should be here in exactly 53 seconds. So here’s what I’ll tell you - I don’t plan on killing him, unless you get yourself involved. I am more powerful than you think, with resources and allies to back it up. If you try to disrupt the plans I am laying, I will kill him. And no one here wants that, least of all me.”
((Hey, rb this if you’d be interested in some kind of urban fantasy event Edit: Or like it. RBing would just be good for getting it around =w=))
Mitsuko's phone rings... Caller ID says it's Ichiro!
“The phone’s ringing.”
“Just turn it off! I’m in the middle of my beauty nap!”
“Alright… It says ‘Ichiro’ here.” Suicide picked the phone up and slowly swept right to turn it off.
“Ichiboy’s calling me? Gimme!”
“Make up your mind, will you?”
The stand puts the device next to Mitsuko’s pillow and goes back to the corner of the room, observing in silence. The blue-haired girl accepts the call and cheerfully puts it next to her ear.
“Moshi moshi? Hai! Mitsuko desu~!”
She copied the sentence she usually heard that weird boy her friend Doppio was speak.
(Cont.)
“I’m suspicious and weird? That makes two of us. Your petty achievements don’t interest me; I’m sure you could get away with just about anything thanks to that reporter friend of yours.”
“I want to know this. If you were given the choice to turn back time, what would you change? Would you spare the fates of some, and yet still leave others to die?”
“Say what know?”
Mitsuko blinks slowly, processing the information. This was some kind of trick, wasn’t it? Anyways, how come everyone knew about her wrongdoings? This wasn’t fair! She also wanted to know everything about everyone and play around a bit!
Suicide giggles, making the girl remember the call was still on. “Oh, uh… What a dummy question! I’d keep things as they are, duh!”
Lying through her teeth, Mitsuko grins.
“So... that’s how it is. Interesting. You don’t have any regrets then, hm?”
“I suppose, then, you wouldn’t mind if I killed him right now. It wouldn’t be a big change, after all. Just setting him on the path you chose for him.”
Mitsuko's phone rings... Caller ID says it's Ichiro!
“The phone’s ringing.”
“Just turn it off! I’m in the middle of my beauty nap!”
“Alright… It says ‘Ichiro’ here.” Suicide picked the phone up and slowly swept right to turn it off.
“Ichiboy’s calling me? Gimme!”
“Make up your mind, will you?”
The stand puts the device next to Mitsuko’s pillow and goes back to the corner of the room, observing in silence. The blue-haired girl accepts the call and cheerfully puts it next to her ear.
“Moshi moshi? Hai! Mitsuko desu~!”
She copied the sentence she usually heard that weird boy her friend Doppio was speak.
(Cont.)
“I’m suspicious and weird? That makes two of us. Your petty achievements don’t interest me; I’m sure you could get away with just about anything thanks to that reporter friend of yours.”
“I want to know this. If you were given the choice to turn back time, what would you change? Would you spare the fates of some, and yet still leave others to die?”
