웃어본다。

김명재, aka hero is a twenty year old x-man, who is the guardian of his twin, kim myungsoo, and an annoying girl named celena ahn.

[fcxmyungjae]

(which was a multitude of girls and drinking, not vast emptiness and colorless skies).  but then it hits him. color – it's as if someone's painting the sky in his eyes and he's filled with a strong sound of water rushing up towards him and he groans – audibly this time, as he's overcome with an ache to his head and eyes and ears and his body suddenly feels as if a boulder's on top of it. what happened? he asks himself once more, the question echoing in his head before memories slowly push themselves into his mind as well – memories of dating, wealth, a girlfriend as well as virtual naked girls filling his head, followed by darkness –  not black, it's not empty, but it's the only word that myungjae is able to come up with as he watches the memories in his head like a hauntingly familiar movie: the snap of brittle bones breaking, fear, blood – it's a horror movie in his head and he blocks it out, eyebrows clenched. first, it was some alternate reality. ever since he had become a mutant, he learned what other mutants could do – he could live with that.  but the second thing – the second thing was real. it wasn't an alternate reality, and myungjae wonders if he's alright to walk into the public again. what if he's some savage killer? what if someone's looking for him – someone crazy, wanting revenge for something he did? a million scenarios pop into his mind and he sorts through them all, laying lifeless in the sand. – – –  welcome home. he mentally greets himself when he steps into the institution. it had felt like months – maybe it had been, myungjae thinks, but he knew it had been weeks since he woke up, or came back to life – he wasn't sure what to call it. he's welcomed by unfamiliar faces and his heart sinks. there's no one he recognizes – did everyone leave? what if he lost his memory?  myungjae fumbles with his thoughts as his footsteps echo up the staircase and encases himself in his worries as he reaches his door, haphazardly leaving it open as he dashes inside, plopping down, face–first, onto his bed. welcome back.

[kamenriderfourze-deactivated201]

"and that kids is how i met your mother."

"dad, that’s a pillow with an anime girl on it."

"shut the fuck up son"

[fcxmyungsoo]

❄ revolution ,

[fcxmyungsoo]

he hates this kid.

[fcxmyungjae]

the expression that his — twin's? he didn't even know he had one, this must be some cruel joke — face draws into makes myungjae's heart flutter against his rib cage and it's not the good kind of flutter. the male looks intimidating and much more like the kid who'd put up a fight — myungjae didn't want to get involved in that. that's the last thing he needed today, on top of all the weird lectures his teacher was giving that morning. he frowns upon hearing the silence from the other, his shoulders slumping slightly as he thinks that if everyone had twins, they probably told the twins not to say anything about their origin: that made sense. but why did his twin have to look so strong? if they really had to fight, then myungjae didn't stand a chance — and he could hardly stand after he feels the fist collide with his jaw.  he stumbles onto the floor in a crumpled mess, his hand immediately reaching up to his jaw as the first thought that floods into his mind is whether or not it's broken, and that's when he feels the blood run down his chin from his lip —  his twin just busted his lip. okay, that's fair, myungjae thinks, but he could've at least said something — one of those signature catch phrases to tell him that he was fixing to fight or something like that, instead of staring at him with that look that myungjae's seen too many times in the mirror and throwing a punch that completely knocks the air out of him.  he pushes himself to sit up, hand trying to cover his lip as his tongue prods at his front teeth, trying to make sure none of them are loose before he scowls up at the other male, his brows furrowing in anger and confusion.  "what was that for?" he retorts, louder than he actually wanted to — if this kid threw another punch, myungjae wasn't sure what he'd do. he always thought seeing a copy of yourself would be sort of mesmerizing and make both parties just too amazed to really do anything — he didn't imagine his copy ever punching him in the face. maybe it was his evil twin. shit.

[fcxyuji]

(sms) that was a test and you failed it.

(sms) i’m still burning the picture.

( ` laughs a bit to herself because playing around with myungjae — regardless of what her duties were as a girlfriend — was too easy and a little too entertaining for her )

[fcxmyungjae]

[ sms ] a test??? what was i supposed to say?? {` he frowns, his shoulders slumping as he reads over her reply and he heaves a heavy sigh before typing out his next message; more disappointed in the fact that he won't get to see her dressed as tifa }  [ sms ] not if you can't get to it!

[fcxlay]

god, you there? (ft. myungjae)

"how come you aren’t dead!? just what i needed! fuck this shit!”

[fcxmyungjae]

the padding of paws against the ground and the sadistic roars resonating from these things — they catch him off guard and the only thing he can do in situations like this is hide. he can't run without depleting his energy (and hunger, somehow) too fast, and if he does that, he can't stop. it's weird — his teacher had mentioned something about powers, but he didn't think his would be some dumb athletic thing. he wrote "quick" in hopes for quick reflexes or agility, not being able to run uncontrollably. and he's jogging power-walking down the hallway when he hears something colliding with flesh, and it's that moment when he imagines turning the corner and seeing a student in one of these monster's mouths again, but the thought's quickly erased as soon as he collides with something. he stumbles back, panicked, but he frowns when he hears the thing speak — zhang yixing, of all people. "shut up!" he scowls, his hand darting upward to cover the other male's mouth. "if you keep yelling, you're going to attract one of those things! they come out of the walls — it's like ... it's like some weird anime thing, how did we get stuck with this — why aren't you dead?"

[fcxyuji]

( ` rolls her eyes upon seeing her boyfriend’s message because he is really too predictable. she stares at the phone screen for a second longer before typing up a message with slight amusement at what she suddenly had in mind. )

(sms) dress up as cloud.

(sms) that’s her boyfriend, right?

( ` stops and looks thoughtful for a moment before a realization dawns into her. )

(sms) not in public, though.

[fcxmyungjae]

{` brows raise upon seeing her reply, his lips pursing in thought as he considers the costume - he's got the wig, and the scarf - maybe, but ... the other stuff would cost him }  [ sms ] is that what you want me to do  [ sms ] because i totally would [ sms ] we can be tifa and cloud, that'd be adorable

[fcxmyungjae]

(sms) i'm going to burn it. (sms) i don't remember~

[ sms ] my wallet??? no you cant do that no pls[ sms ] yes you do :<

[myungthoo]

[fcxmyungjae]

(sms) yet you still have that picture of her in your wallet. (sms) i told you to take it out. (sms) when did i promise that?

[ sms ] ... never [ sms ] :<[ sms ] a really long time ago

[fcxmyungjae]

(sms) the only thing we have in common is the hair color. (sms) and you're going to be satisfied with that~

[ sms ] true ........ i can deal with that.[ sms ] but is that promise to dress like her one day still up --

[fcxmyungjae]

(sms) so you don't like her showing skin? (sms) i'll keep that in mind~ (sms) but i'm not doing cute.

[ sms ] ... not much. i mean. she kinda shows enough already[ sms ] you should try it!! maybe it'll be a new look  (◡‿◡✿)

[fcxmyungjae]

(sms) all the pictures of tifa online are really provocative..

[ sms ] some people portray her in very disrespectful ways[ sms ] i prefer her cute pictures :')

[fcxmyungjae]

» aphorism calls —

» kim myungjae [ class 03 ] —  biography ( please note, he's currently dead in the blight! )  » im jinah [ class 04 ] —  biography » kim jaejoong [ class 01 ] —  biography » wu yifan [ class 02 ]—  biography

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[fcxmyungsoo]

❄ revolution ,

“who the hell are you?”

[fcxmyungjae]

in a time like this, despite all the heavy circumstances that had played out today (was this a joke day and he was just behind — he didn't know), the entire thought of 'survival' and 'battle' made him have to pee, to put it bluntly. fighting had never been his forte, even if he boasts that it is when he's equipped with his nun-chucks and ninja stars, but the teacher's entire spiel of powers and battles and whatever else had made his stomach feel uneasy and it all felt like a dream. so when he asked to go to the bathroom, the entire classroom gave him a weird look because who would want to go pee at a time like this — but thankfully, the teacher let him leave, though not after a five second long scowl that almost resulted in myungjae soiling himself on the spot. he wanders into the boys' restroom with his hand over his nose —  always smelled bad and was always grungy and dirty, and he tried to prevent himself from using it the best he could (hell, he tried to not go around it at all), but desperate times called for desperate measures.  but when he steps back out into the empty hallway only to hear footsteps echoing from somewhere further down the hall, he feels his heart skip a beat. did he take too long? was the teacher going to smack his forehead with the ruler again? shit shit shit. he tries to clear his throat, hands fumbling with tucking in the rest of his dress shirt as he walks down the hall, taking one deep breath as soon as he sees the back of another student and he tries to copy his demeanor — sliding his fists into his pockets and slouching over. though he's sure he looks stupid, he imagines himself to look like that one punk rock guy from nana. but he gulps when the male turns to him. he takes a minute to register his words, but his own voice catches in his throat —  the male looks just like him. his eyes widen and he sputters out a curt "k-kim m-myungjae" before he steps back. "w-why do you look like me?" was this some cruel trick? he had had enough confusion today for his tastes, but this was a milestone — did all the students have twins? was that who was in the other classrooms? did they have to fight each other to the death or something? shit, if that was the case, myungjae forgot his ninja stars. he didn't want this kid taking over his life. or getting his tifa, which he held at a much larger scale ("i will sacrifice my life for you, tifa!" he remembers saying upon the first time he laid eyes on her).

[fcxaphorism]

hello, my name is 「 kim myungjae 」 and my chosen word is 「 quick 」 !

[fcxaphorism]

the tattoo of your chosen word appears on your shoulder as soon as your hand finishes the last stroke — you’ve been granted the ability of celerity, and must follow the guidelines below :

requires a large amount of food to serve as fuel.

stopping often results in physical harm than anything else.

must be on the ground.

[llogicas]

[fcxmyungjae]

— plots !

these are the plots i can come up with off the top of my head, more tba. like or message if you want to take one! if you don't see your plot on here, please shoot me a message!

the best friend ( dara ) — you've been best buds since as far back as you can remember and even if you are polar opposites, for some reason, you two click like mac and cheese (and you put up with his hilarious jokes).  the anime club ( tina + mai ) — even if you don't cosplay everyday (loser) and have a girl/boyfriend pillow (loser) and don't have boob mousepads (what is wrong with u) and you just like anime because of the storylines, you get sucked into the club anyway - it's a club he's had with a group of friends since that awkward stage at puberty where you all got into anime, and you guys are just tight. and have anime nights. and share mangas. and everything. the ideal girl ( jung soojung ) — you look like tifa (in his eyes) but he's too much of an otaku to approach you (mean girl pls). the bully ( oh sehun ) — you make fun of his obsession with anime and maybe you created that rumor about him having a stash of hentai stored in his closet (how did you know), but you're the kid he wishes he could use his sharigan on. the girlfriend ( yuji )  — even if she doesn't associate with him much in public, and she's mean to him when she does, and she wears the pants in their relationship, and she's not a tifa, somewhere deep down myungjae really, really cares for her. the twin ( myungsoo )  — separated at birth, myungjae got the good end of the stick as myungsoo was dumped into a non-rich, lesser life. polar opposites of each other, they're forced to cope with one another through this mess.