Super High School Level Track Star

I'm Ayame Sasaki..I'm sure you've heard of me. Fastest time and most endurance seen in a long ass time? Yeah that's me.

[angelakirschstein]

ALONE [Angela+Ayame]

[angelakirschstein]

Angela paused with her fingers on the envelope, debating whether or not to ignore the girl shouting from across the common area. How rude; couldn’t she at least walk over and ask in a civilized manner? Who was she, anyway? The loudmouth from earlier, right? Maybe it would be best not to get on her bad side…

"There should be an envelope on the door. The crazy stuffed animal from earlier said our keys are in the envelopes."

That was civil enough, wasn’t it? Anyway, why was this girl at the dorms instead of gallivanting around like everyone else? She didn’t exactly seem like the quiet type.

[ayamesasaki]

An envelope…? Ayame turned back around. Sure enough, it was right there. Great. Now she thinks I’m crazy AND an idiot. Great  job Ayame… “Oh. Uh. Thanks.” She said awkwardly, continuing to stand there rather than enter her room. I should probably try to talk to her… “So…this whole situation is insane, isn’t it? Like what the hell is up with that Monobear character? Murdering each other? Why the fuck would we do that?” She had wanted to be nice, but she was just too stressed. She crossed her arms, and shifted her weight to one side before adding. “Oh, right. I should introduce myself, shouldn’t I… I’m Ayame Sasaki, track runner. What about you?” The more she thought about it, the more she thought interacting with this girl was a bad idea. They both obviously wanted to get some rest, she shouldn’t have tried to force talking to her. Well, too late now.

[shsljammergirl]

Bad Bitch (Ayame)

Through the impassioned debate following the bear’s disappearance, Pixie had tried her best to keep up and quickly found herself left in the dust. Everyone was talking at once, on similar topics that were just separate enough to confuse her. By the time the prick in the sweater vest made his speech, Pixie was thoroughly lost she could barely even hang onto his words. Then, people started wandering off. She was in a panic.

They were leaving in groups of twos and threes and fours, and she was getting left behind! Absolutely unacceptable!

She skidded along the clean laminate floor in a way that would have looked killer on skates, but instead just looked a little silly as she flopped about to accommodate for the unaccustomed friction in her boots. She nearly flew straight into the fountain with a splash, but managed to hold herself up just short of that. She ran off after one group, which seemed to already be thoroughly in depth with their theories of who put them in such a bad situation, and quickly decided that there was no way Jose that she was going to get lost in another conversation.

So! She would truck it out alone, unless someone wanted to join her! She didn’t need any back up! After all, she was the best Jammer in the international Derby championship! She could handle anything, right? Right?

And thus she made her way to the food court, with anyone who wished to follow. 

[ayamesasaki]

Ayame was at the food court, eating an apple and trying to regain her energy. Being nice to people was really fucking tiring! She wished she was back at her old school, where everyone was used to her attitude and she didn’t have to try and fake anything. She was determined to try and reinvent herself, but it was just really damn hard.

She leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes and tried to relax, and wished she still had her iPod. She had searched her pockets earlier, but it seemed to have mysteriously disappeared, which seriously pissed her off. Along with being locked in this god damn mall, someone fucking stole all her stuff! Not to mention that crazy stuffed bear…but she didn’t want to think about that.

Off in the distance, she heard a strange noise. Opening just one eye, she noticed one girl kind of sliding around in her boots. Confused, she opened both of her eyes and sat up, trying to get a better look. It looked like whoever she was, she was heading her way.  Great. More pretending to be fucking nice to people. She sank down into her seat, visibly upset, and waited for the dreaded moment to arrive.

[angelakirschstein]

ALONE [OPEN]

Angela strode hurriedly toward the dorms. The distant chatter faded gradually, replaced by the echoing clicks of heels against tiles. Despite herself, Angela was rattled by the strange opening ceremony. Waking up in the middle of a clothing store, greeted by a seemingly murderous stuffed bear, stranded with a group of unfamiliar and overly ambitious teenagers in a shopping mall — even years and years of cutthroat musical competition could not have prepared her for this. She had to find somewhere quiet and peaceful where she could regroup and organize her thoughts. She had to —

Her train of thought was interrupted as she turned the corner and took in the odd thing on the door. It had her name on it, to be sure, but what kind of school put stylized doodles of its students on its nameplates? 

Then again, what kind of school kicked off a new year by telling the students they had to kill each other in order to graduate?

Giving herself a little shake, Angela reached for the envelope taped to her door. Before she did anything else, she needed some peace and quiet.

[ayamesasaki]

I’m so damn tired… Ayame thought as she trudged towards the general area she thought the rooms were. That psychopathic bear briefly mentioned they had rooms, and she really needed some god damn rest. This had probably been the most insane and stressful day she had in years. Even more than competitions, and that was saying something! She had tried to prepare herself for a stressful day at school, but there was no possible way she would have ever expected this.  God, a normal day of forcing herself to be friendly and not aggressive was going to be hard enough, but this? Fucking exhausting.

After wandering aimlessly for awhile, her feet seemed to have somehow taken her straight where she needed to go. “This must be the place…” she muttered to herself as she spotted two doors on opposite walls marked “Girls” and “Boys.” She let out a sigh of relief as she opened the door to the girls room, only to be faced with more doors with nameplates on them. Not only that, there was another girl at her door. God, she better not try to talk to me…I don’t know if I can handle any more being friendly…  Trying to be quiet, she finally discovered her room at the very back corner. “How the fuck do I get in here…?” she caught herself saying out loud, but quickly silenced her thought. She didn’t mean to talk to herself. Great. Bet that chick thinks I’m crazy. Should I play it off as asking her a question….?

Turning around to face the other girl, that’s exactly what she decided to do. Maybe that chick knew, because Ayame sure as hell didn’t. “Hey, how the hell do these doors open? I don’t see a key…”

[skycladed]

Stress (Open DRDW RP)

[skycladed]

Both of her eyebrows rose up, and she simply opted by giving her a look.

The girl was clearly nervous, Her way of speaking alarmedly and her body posture- That’s understandable, after all: She couldn’t blame the other. She turned around fully facing her, crossing her arms and moving her ankled together. After her apology, she relaxed a bit, and nodded, lowering her head a bit then holding it back up.

- It’s alright. After all, this is a stressing situation- You’re not to blame. I think we should rather investigate together, than fretting over it, hm? 

She might have seemed confident from the outside, but she was equally as worried, what if it goes wrong? Maybe if it does, they’ll end up joining the bear’s game.  They’d have to watch their behavior closely and think it throughly. Hayakawa pulled the bridge of her glasses further up her face.

-Might I inquire about you? Your name, I mean. Maybe your title too, if you’re willing to share. Hm?

[ayamesasaki]

For a split second, you could probably see surprise in Ayame’s eyes. She’s not mad? That actually worked?  Ayame dropped her shoulders a bit as she relaxed, feeling relieved that someone actually didn’t hate her first impression. This wasn’t her old school, not everyone was going to like her no matter what. She had become one of the most popular girls in school, always bringing them to victory. But those days were over.

Ayame crossed her arms out of habit, but almost smiled a bit at the idea of exploring with..whoever this was. As much as she doubted anyone would kill each other, if anyone was planning on it…well, let’s just say it was nice to have someone on your side. She was starting to feel pretty good about herself until the other girl remarked about not knowing her name. Forgot to fucking introduce myself..why the fuck is meeting new people so hard? I don’t remember it like this at all!

She uncomfortably shifted her weight to one side as she said, “Ayame Sasaki. Super High School Level Track Runner, though I think I’m probably a bit better at sprinting than long distance.” Trying to look casual and friendly, she shrugged a little bit answering the girl’s other question. “Sure, I guess so? I mean it looked like we were heading to the same area anyway, what’s the point of investigating the same things twice?”

[skycladed]

Stress (Open DRDW RP)

Hayakawa stomped her foot in frustration, causing it to click against the polished, pristine floor of the mall. 

You’re acting like a child, Hayakawa, get a hold of yourself- She could almost hear her partners say, and she agrees; but at the same time, she wants to pout and cry and sit there until someone saves them- Because it’s not fair, she’s just a child, they’re all just children, and its just one big chaos about to unleash.

She sighed, and simply pulled the end of her dress down, straightening it and then raising her hand up to pull her glasses further up her face, with the support of her thumb and index finger. She held one of her heels back, using it as support to turn around and walk away. After all, there were investigations to perform, right? She’d have to join miss ringleader and mister perfumist back again, after all. the She didn’t know someone was to be following her, until at some point she felt something behind her. Turning her head around, not ceasing her walking, but rather slowing it down, she turned around.

-Hello. Are you in need of something? I’m busy. Do it quick, if you’d be so kind.

[ayamesasaki]

Ayame was taken aback by the tone of voice this girl was taking with her. It wasn’t like she was purposefully trying to follow her, it had just kind of happened that way as Ayame wandered lost in thought. “Jeez, calm down!” she said as her face twisted into a mixture of surprise and disgust. She crossed her arms defensively and said “I’m just wandering around trying to explore! Is that so god damn wrong? What’s your problem?” but then, her expression changed suddenly, to one that probably could be described as ‘oh shit.’ Am I really doing this again?I’ve gotta calm the fuck down or I’ll make enemies! If people are honestly serious about killing someone…can’t afford to have those.

Uncrossing her arms, she shook her head. “Uh, sorry.” She muttered, not sure how to recover from that. When she wasn’t loud and angry, it was easy to hear self-doubt in her voice. “Just…I’m really fucking stressed, ok? Any little thing could set me off.” Her stomach twisted as she tried to explain. This is just making it worse, isn’t it… She sighed. “Anyway, yeah. Exploring. That’s what I’m doing. I’m uh, guessing you are too?” While she was talking, Ayame was just standing there awkwardly, not sure how to hold herself in a manner that wasn’t aggressive. “Find anything?” She finally asked.

[satoshinorio]

Satoshi Norio was a man of words, not action. When he did act, it was either out of blind passionate rage, or carefully calculated for the best effect. The panicked levels of chatter that had overtaken his ears in the past few minutes since the bear’s disappearance had allowed him time to calculate, though not enough focus to calculate carefully.

Still, he found he had no other option but to act.

After giving his heart stirring speech towards the others, he wandered off towards the clothing store in which he had awoken. He felt as though, logically, since he had started there originally, it would be a good place to commence his search.

After separating himself from the crowd, he breathed out heavily, and ran his hands through his hair. Even in times of great distress, he was certain to muss it just enough to be attractive. Any less, he would be a square. Any more, he would be untidy. It was the perfect balance, long since perfected in mirrors. 

It was as he was contemplating his hair, pacing towards the clothing store, that he realised he could hear steps following him. A moment of panic crossed his mind—what if the murder game had already started? Was he to be the victim with which the torture would commence?

He spun, abruptly, to face the blonde bombshell that was following him. Instead of allowing the fear to show on his face, he offered up an easy grin and a wave.

"You wanted to hang along after all?" he asked, grinning wolfishly at her. "I thought you hated my guts after I called you a little thing like ‘sugar.’"

If he was going to die, at least he’d go out charmingly.

[ayamesasaki]

These people were insane. Scratch that, this whole situation was insane. Trapped in a mall by a psychopathic teddy bear? There was literally no one who could have ever expected to be in such a situation, and the stress was definitely getting to Ayame fast. Sure, she was normally easily irritated and touchy, but she felt like her stress levels had been magnified by about a hundred. What a great fucking first impression. She really had hoped that this new school would allow her to put her horrible reputation behind her, but it looked like that wasn’t happening any time soon.

I can’t believe my classmates really think we’re going to kill each other! That was the thought that refused to leave her mind, and the thought that compelled her to follow the one person who seemed relatively sane. She walked with her arms crossed as she quickly caught up to him. As a runner who prioritized sprinting, even her walk had become faster, and with longer strides.

“Yo.” She said, trying to sound as calm as possible, but her expression turned to one of disgust at his comment and smile. “Save it.” She said as she rolled her eyes, but she also found herself starting to smile a little bit. A sense of humor could go a long way in a situation like this.

“Yeah..uh…sorry about before. Just..don’t try to talk to me when I’m stressed out, ok? It never fucking ends well…” she spoke slowly, very obviously trying to force herself to remain calm. She really did want to try and befriend this guy…Satoshi, did he say his name was?

“Let’s just start over, ok?” Ayame seemed to be finally getting used to being calm, as she walked side by side with Satoshi towards the clothing store. “First order of business is to find the fucking way out! There’s totally gotta be one!” She paused, and then resumed talking in her normal condescending tone. “Why the fucking clothing store, though? Do you seriously think there’s gonna be a way out in there?”

[karinkanoya-deactivated20131226]

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[takuyataiyou]

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pass it on

[ayamesasaki]

I doodled them all (mostly) just based on icons! A few of them had a lot of guess work, (izanagi, Haruhi, shiro) so sorry if they're wrong. Sorry if all the guys look really girly and I really think some turned out like shit... (Karin and izanagi I'm sorry.) I think airi, daichi, kamiko, masaru, megumi, and piku turned out the best. I tried!

[masaromikida-blog]

and u thought i was joking when i said i was going to draw all of ur characters

please look at the hd version also

[ayamesasaki]

IC Questionnaire

a)  If you could have two whole weeks for vacation and go and do anything you wanted, what and where would it be?

Probably some tropical island or something. I mean, I've always loved being by the water... I've gotten to go to a beach a few times. It's really nice. Just being on an island resort with a bunch of friends...sounds like a party!

b) If you had a weakness for one of the seven deadly sins, which one would it be and why? (pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, sloth)

Okay, if this isn't obvious, I don't even know who you're talking to. It's pride, duh. People tell me I'm way too proud of my talent, but so what?! I worked my fucking ass off to find something I'm awesome at, of course I'm gonna fucking flaunt it!

c)  If you could bring one person back to life and spend a whole day with him or her, who would it be and why?

I don't fucking know...uh...hmm...is the person who hold or held the world record for fastest 400 meter sprint dead? I wanna see if I can beat them. (Of course I totally know I can, but how much fun would it be to beat it right in front of the guy!)

d)  If you won a three-million dollar lottery, what would you do with the money? What would you do with a five-hundred dollar win?

Three million dollars?! That's a fuckton of money! Oh man...I don't even know. Probably just save it? I could just buy whatever I want but I seriously don't trust myself not to spend it all in one place if I don't stick it in the bank. That does for both.

e)  If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

I get angry too easily...but it's not like I can help it! It's just who I am. If you don't like it, tough. I mean, it's cost me a bunch of friends... And people say I'm too abrasive and blunt, but hey, someone's gotta be honest in this world full of liars! The truth needs to be heard, regardless if you wanna hear it. Also I guess the feeling of always wanting to be the best kinda sucks...but it's just who I am, you know? Wait, why the fuck am I telling you this? Just. I didn't say anything. Go away.

f)  What do you do to relax after a bad day?

Running the stress off is seriously the best way to deal with anything ever. People also don't expect it, but I really like reading. A loud athletic girl isn't allowed to like reading?! Seriously, what the hell is wrong with people?

g)  Where would you go to hang out if you wanted to feel comfortable?

Down by the water. I've always loved just watching it, and it's a super nice place to go for a run.

h)  What do you do when you are angry?

Let it out and yell. There's no fucking point in just keeping it inside, you know? That will just hurt you more in the end. But God, people are so damn frustrating and annoying sometimes! Just fucking yelling at them can make it even worse... They should know that if I'm upset and angry, they seriously need to stop.

i)  Do you have a secret passion? What? Why is it a passion? And why is it a secret?

Don't you fucking dare tell anyone this, but I love to sing. I probably suck though. Seems I manage to fuck up everything I do but running.

j)  How do you feel in a crowd? How do you feel alone?

Well, depends. Who's in the crowd? If it's a crowd of screaming fans, hell yeah I'm fucking pumped! Crowd of annoying kids from school... Just get me the fuck out of there before someone starts a fight. And by someone, I mean me. Alone... Eh, not the biggest fan. At home I got my sister, so at least I'm not alone there. I'm just...really fucking tired of being alone, ok? Before I joined the track team I had like, one friend. Wait, fuck, again, why the hell do you need to know that?!

k)  If you were asked to describe yourself, what would you say about the kind of person you are? How about how you look?

I'm a fucking awesome person, that's what! ...Nah but seriously, like I said, people say I'm too angry, too blunt, too...a lot of things. Well, fuck them! I don't need their approval.

l)  Where do you want to be in your life ten years from now?

Even more successful than I am today! I'm sure there's tons of other stuff I'm good at too, I just haven't found it yet. But I'm sure I will. I've..I've gotta.

m)  A tear jerker is on. How do you react if alone? How do you react if with others?

No way anyone's ever gonna catch me crying. I just don't do that! It ain't me at all.

n)  Deep down, what does you really think of yourself? Are you fair, moral, honest, ect...?

I just ain't good enough.

o)  What do you think would make a perfect first date?

I don't really know... I just like hanging out with people and having fun! I wouldn't want to do anything that feels too forced or awkward.. Like how you're supposed to be all romantic on dates and shit? Especially if I'm friends with the guy or girl, that would just feel really strange. So just anything where we can have fun and be ourselves.

p)  How important is money to you? Why?

Money is the ultimate measure of success! I wanna have a bunch and never have to worry about it again. I mean, not like I've ever had to, but I'd really rather not have to start...

q)  What do you consider romantic?

Again, I honestly just don't have a clue! I feel like I'd only date people I was good friends with, and romance would just feel super forced and really fucking awkward.

r)  How "green" are you? At the store, do you ask for paper, plastic, or bring a bag? Do you take hour-long showers, quick ones, have a rain barrel in the yard to catch water for the garden? And so on. While you are figuring out how "green" you are, figure out why you are dark green or not green at all.

People really think about this stuff? I just take whatever bag they give me...my shower lasts as long as it lasts... Does it really matter?

s) How do you deal with anger, sadness, external/internal conflict, change, loss, jealousy, hurt, ect...? Why?

My emotions are pretty damn up front. Like I said, keeping it in just fucking destroys you. Running is always great to blow off steam.

t) How do you think others see you as a person? How do you think other see you when it comes to looks and clothes?

I know for a fact I have a fuckton of enemies, at least I did at my old school. But I don't give a damn! They wanna hate me cause I'm bold enough to tell the truth in a world full of liars?! People just wanna save you from the pain but that just hurts you more in the end! My clothes ain't all that special either, really. But I don't give a shit what they think of me.

*mumbles softly* No, not anymore...

[ayamesasaki]

ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

I don't fucking know...robots? Don't really have a reason.. They just seem cooler, you know?