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Raito's home. You know what that means.
Absolutely nothing, that's what. But let's just pretend it means something.
Celebratory music just for the occasion. Blasting through the entirety of the Sakamaki mansion. Oresama drops it hard.
WHAT IS WITH THE NOISE?!
"DROP THE BASS!" the bass dropped alright…it dropped…
GOD HIS EARS….
JUST WHO THE HELL WOULD LISTEN TO SUCH TRASH?!
Of course it can’t be anyone other than…
"AYATO!!!!!" he growled out as he stomped off towards the god awful noise his older brother called music.
Ayato has terrible sense in everything but this crossed the line. To think he’d be woken up from his slumber by something so goddamn obnoxious.
How dare you consider this godly noise to be trash! Ore-sama listens to the finest hit singles of this century. Fuck the haters, as they say.
Someone's yelling over the music... There's only one living creature in the world with a vocal range that can penetrate even the most powerful of dropped basses.
Subaru Sakamaki.
He's in for an ass-whoopin'. No. Be tough, Ayato. You're not afraid of Subaru! Nope. Ore-sama is not afraid of anything.
"Oi! Shut up! You're ruining my music!"
What did he just wake up too… Obnoxious, loud music that somehow managed to almost drown out Shu’s own music. Oh, no this just won’t do… What even is that noise?
Oh,
oh no…
It’s dubstep.
“Ayato…” SIGHS…
“As I thought, a child like you wouldn’t be able to have a profound taste of music,” this is just sad, “… Keep that down.”
It ain't a party without me!
A party without me!
A party without me!
I wanna see you raise your hands!
It felt great to have the house to himself for awhile. School's out and his brothers were nowhere in sight. At least, that's what he thought. Shuu's presence is so typically overlooked for reasons obvious if you just look in his direction. Always asleep, that lazy slob.
Initially drowned out by the music, Shuu's voice did not register in Ayato's ears. His voice didn't, but his presence sure did. "Ah?" His own voice drowns beneath the dropped bass, triggering the red-head to turn down his own music just so he could hear himself speak.
"What do you want? Go back to sleep or something."
okayyy i gotta get active on this acct. soon. buuuttt like this post for a starter!!! ill take 3!
His game... is a pretty strong one.
In the park, the public basketball courts, Ayato Sakamaki shows off. He's always excelled at sports. His free time is spent challenging other park-goers to a one-on-one (naturally he isn't much of a team player. So much for a career in basketball). Today, his game...
On this sunny afternoon... he can feel it.
Feigning and passing his opponent, dribbling the ball as he makes his way for the hoop... he can feel it.
One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the cosmos. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips, I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my veins.
He feels it!
He makes the jump! Is he gonna dunk?
Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk and free throw. ... ... ... I am there.
-- FWOOSH!--
Victorious and proud, Ayato erupted into laughter, the ball's bounce drowned out by his voice. The victor is decided. Green eyes lock onto his once-was opponent. With a grin, he proudly states:
"I win."
so two redheads walk into a bar {{ dazzlethestage
"Eh!? Me!"
Startled by the other’s sudden approach, Takuto jumped a bit at first before looking around to be sure that this one was actually talking to him. And.. Damn. It certainly seemed that way. Of course, he didn’t mind. Takuto was always one to lend a helping hand when it was asked of him! But… This was a strange request.
"Eh..?"
He recognized Ayato from some time ago.. School, perhaps? Through Shu, probably.. Still, his gaze went from the other boy to the drink that he held. The punch? “Ah… Why?— Alright..” Just couldn’t say no. What harm could it do, right? He took the glass into his hand before raising it to his lips. The red haired boy took a small sip first, making a face shortly after. It tasted…? Normal. But there was something of a kick to it.
"Mm.. It tastes a little strange.. But it’s fine otherwise..?"
Probably not too convincing but..
With the initially unfamiliar face turning to face him, Ayato's brows perked. An authoritarian voice booms over a chattering crowd with ease-- his intentions working excellently for its purpose. Now, he could very easily take a try of this punch for himself, however if it was poisoned or drugged first then he'd like a subject to try it first.
Paranoia had nothing to do with this; the only piece in play for Ayato's personality game board is a simple trait called "self-entitlement".
Green eyes did well to observe his target's actions. Something strikingly familiar about him-- have they met somewhere? He looked no older than a typical high schooler; the familiarity may lie either in the school he currently attends or the one he was expelled from.
Either or, really.
That confirmation was all that Ayato really needed before he let himself take a try of that punch, himself. If it were truly poisoned then the effects would have been showcased themselves by now. A cup was poured for himself and in a single motion he gulps the whole thing down. A cough. "Khh-- what's with the aftertaste? It's not "fine" at all, stupid!" He says this as he pours another shot. Maybe it's just aftertaste.
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When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it?
Snrrrrrrk.
Kids these days. Justine had no time for them, especially not this one, whom of which clearly had the wrong number, and was far too snappish for her tastes. It was far too early in the morning, and she had far too much work to do. Read: she actually had to do work. Any work was too much work.
to: a snot-nosed brat
from: Justine Florbelle
[txt] call the information line, idiot. use a GPS? you may have tools at your disposal so how about you utilise them
[txt] and also take the car while you’re at it. prove just how much of an idiot you are by committing a felony
[txt] AND you’d do VERY well to watch your tone~ i’m not the one stuck in the middle of nowhere, and i could help you. but perhaps i won’t. i don’t give charity to buffoons such as yourself
Where did this bugatti even come from? Where the fuck is he? And why is this unknown sender being such a sassypants? All he wanted were directions back to Kairos. Jesus.
TO: Mr. McSassyPrick FROM: Ayato-sama
>> ok if i had a gps anywhere near me id use it
>> the owner just up and left the vehicle in the middle of the road with no civilization in sight i think the cars mine
>> ps fuck you
She’d be lying if she said that she hadn’t zoomed in on the platter of food in the picture he sent. She’d been staring at the food when her phone buzzed with another message. Reluctantly, she closed out of the picture to read what he responded.
[ R E P L Y ] TO: ??? FROM: may
TXT: i'm not insulting the takoyaki i'm insulting YOUR takoyaki TXT: + your brother was ok with you sending a picture to some totally random stranger? that's not very safe.
Ah, yes, the plate of takoyaki, his pride and joy. Literally the only snack food Ayato knows how to make (the only food in general). The redhead was quite proud of his work. Then again, when doesn't pride have a play in his actions or emotions?
TO: ??? FROM: Ayato-sama
>> wtf dont u havent even tried it yet not like u WILL bc its mine lmao
>> reggie doesnt give a shit and the other two are always fucking sleeping theyre so boring ugh
9, 23
Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give up one year of yours. Do you do it? Why or Why not?
"Hell no." The reasons, and for who's death exactly, he will never tell. The dead will stay dead. They're dead for a good reason, after all.
If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be?
"I'd wish for you to shut up." ...Wish for someone to dedicate themselves into uncovering his inner demons and quelling them once and for all. To not have to hide behind an exhausting bravado. To not hate himself so much that he has to pretend otherwise. To not be fooled by his own bravado. So many things that even he is unaware of.
10, 13, and 15
Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend?
"Of course. Who wouldn't want a friend like me?" No one, Ayato. Despite his playfulness, the insufferable bravado continues to repel the entire population, his brothers included, from his extended presence.
When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person?
".. Tch. Don't be so damn invasive."
When has he expressed himself, anyways? Revealing your inner machinations to anyone is an act of weakness; such a weakness he should never have to express. Ever. If your guard remains up, if you continue to show yourself off with utter confidence and zeal,, then you are untouchable. At least, that's how Ayato believes things to work. He's never told a soul of his insecurities. For so long he has faked an overconfident bravado that he himself is fooled to believe himself as perfect. Oh how far from the truth that is.
What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose?
"Takoyaki. Duh. I won't lose it so easily, though." He would prefer not losing all the "superiority" he worked so hard to maintain, honestly. Giving up his confidence, his egotistical act, would be... nigh impossible for him.
A couple deep questions
1. What is more difficult for you, looking into someones eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel? 2. Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. WHY were you angry? Do you still feel the same way? 3. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You have enough time to make ONE phone call. Who do you call? What do you tell them? 4. You are at the doctor’s office and he has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? What do you do with your remaining days? Would you be afraid? 5. You can have one of the following two things. Which do you choose? Why? Love and Trust. 6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dogs life? Why or Why not? 7. Would you rather be hurt by the one you trust the most or the one you love the most? 8. Your best friend confesses that he/she has feelings for you more than just friendship. He/she is falling in love with you. What do you (or did you) do/say? 9. Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give up one year of yours. Do you do it? Why or Why not? 10. Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend? 11. Does love = sex? 12.Your boss tells your coworker that they have to let them go because of work shortage, and they are the newest employee. You have been there much longer. Your coworker has a family to support and no other means of income. Do you go to your boss and offer to leave the company? Why or Why not? 13.When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person? 14. What would be (or what was) harder for you to tell a member of the opposite/same sex, you love them or that you do not love them back? 15. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose? 16. Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them. Who were they to you? 17. If there was one moment and one time in the last month what would you change and why? 18. Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying? Why or Why not? 19. You are holding onto your grandmother’s hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other. Who do you let fall to their death? What was your rationale for making the decision? 20. Are you old fashioned? 21. When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it? 22. Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a broken heart, or never loved at all? Why? 23. If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be?
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