this transformer body

housed in apartment v-2. able to use awakening eyes three times a day.

[konohasaurus]

you're the best 182cm son i've ever had

sparkles up 1cm at the kagepapa

[konohasaurus]

by 赤池

[konohasaurus]

get fluffy~

A lullaby.

Lullabies were not something that could distinguished from ordinary songs, but that really didn’t matter seeing as the android knew very little of any sort of musical styling. The headphones permanently affixed to both sides of his head were simply much too misleading. At the very least, there was one song that seemed to always roll about the recesses of his mind, and while all the lyrics could not quite be recalled, the few that could would have to suffice.

“Shalalalala, in my heart is an ever-shining dream. Doraemon, make it come true with your pocket.” Voice only haven risen fractionally, the tone used differed just enough from the usual monotone. ”Shalalalala, let’s .. sing a song.”  Having done so well during the first chorus, the usual uncertainty he harbored returned almost immediately. ”Uhm… everyone, hold hands? Doraemon, fill the world with that dream.”

Lyrics obviously having varied a bit from the original, they were more than close enough for the albino to be commended on a job well done in terms of having committed so much to a scattered memory. Doraemon certainly has a way of winning the hearts of children, it seems.

[konohasaurus]

Get fluffy!

A tickle attack.

Hands were held outwards before his person, approaching the presumably sensitive sides of the older man with the intent to invoke a chorus of laughter to sound. Digits were unrelenting when they found their target rather quickly, tickling the full expanse of the older’s stomach with the hope that it would bring about the desired result.

There hadn’t been the slightest trace of hesitation in carrying out this innocent form of sneak attack as it was all in good fun, as was everything that the android had done thus far with the ogre. 

[konohasaurus]

★ ★ ☆

IC facts —

★ As a result of having amnesia, Konoha doesn’t know much about the world.

★ Since he doesn’t know much about the world, he’s rather air-headed, always going at his own pace and acting in ways that aren’t exactly ‘normal’ at times.

OOC facts —

☆ Just this week I received a brand new laptop!

[konohasaurus]

★★☆

IC facts —

★ Konoha was once known as Haruka Kokonose, an ordinary human.

★ He was also originally nothing more than a character that Haruka had modeled for a video game.

OOC facts —

☆ I’m completely incapable of making microwave mashed potatoes.

[konohasaurus]

★★

IC facts —

★ Konoha became an amnesiac due to what he was forced to experience in order to obtain his ideal body.

★ His ability is called, “Awakening Eyes,” and is what allowed him to get that aforementioned body.

[konohasaurus]

get fluffy iguess

A piggyback ride.

Earlier protests that’d been made about initiating physical before having acquired permission had not nearly been forgotten entirely as it was hard to forget how vehement the blue-clad girl had been. It’d always been harmless though, this being the reason why he failed to comprehend why such a fuss was always raised. This was no different, piggybacks rides something that friends often gave each other simply because of how enjoyable they were. Ene might protest at first, but she’d come to love it as everyone else inevitably did.

That in mind, the smaller android was quite good at squirming about and using those sleeves of hers as a sort of weapon. It’d be far too easy for her to push herself off his back long before she became aware of how much fun being carried could be. For that reason, he thought, he’d have to restrain her. This would mean carrying her in an entirely different manner, one that’d ensure that a firm grip could be maintained should she struggle, but the albino was certain it’d do just as well as a ride on his back.

So was it unceremoniously that the almost minuscule girl was scooped into the cradle of his arms with nothing more than an, ”Up you go.”

[konohasaurus]

Get fluffy!

A flower crown.

It was poorly woven in such a way it resembled a young child’s craft, a number of carmine petals having accidentally been torn off in the process of trying to string together the flower crown. It simply couldn’t be helped as after multiple attempts had the end result always been the same. The effort, as well as the emotions, put into crafting this floral wreath would hopefully make up for the less than picturesque appearance.

“Do you like it?”

[konohasaurus]

!c'mon and slam:

Requiring food had always provided an incentive to go to extremes to obtain something mouth-watering. An added encouragement had been the insistent rumbling of an empty stomach, one that had not received a second helping from any of the meals that'd been eaten as of late. These were the justified reasons for his current location, settled comfortably upon a bench placed outside a restaurant. By no means a sophisticated establishment, it was not necessarily run-down nor unpleasant on the eyes either. It'd clearly seen better days though, and the owner wished to return the building to it's former glory by drawing in new clientele through the usage of an eating competition.

Not limited to a single sort of dish, many assorted items listed upon the menu were spread out upon a long table stretching before the restaurant's doors. The delicious aroma had drawn the hungry android in with the same intensity that a fluorescent light did to a fly. Assured that there would be no cost by the ones running the event, he'd gratefully accepted the invitation to partake in a meal with all the others present who, unlike him, were well aware of just what they were participating in and vying for the prize of guaranteed free meals from the restaurant whensoever they wished.

With the sounding of a bell there was no need to wait any longer.

Rather promptly did the famished youth begin to take part in the contest he'd unknowingly joined by selecting an appealing sandwich positioned on one of the plates before him. It didn't take long to finish it off, the albino always having had a voracious appetite, and soon he was reaching for another. He was stopped by the man beside him reaching for the same one, fingers outstretched towards it in the same way that the other's were. A small moment of silence before he amended, abandoning the sandwich he'd sought in favor of a bowl of pasta with nothing more than a murmured, "You have it."

[konohasaurus]

!bara bond:

[pabittel]

Closing down a shop did not take as much as time as it would be if he had kept it and taken it in stride of himself to slowly build up a slight popularity for it. Despite the city being filled to the brim with what he may label with the tile of sadists and masochists, even his approach seemed to be unaffected and dully turned against him for particular happenstances he did not know of. Mayhaps he had done this the wrong way. There was no going back now, and although he loved his hobby to such an extent to keep the shop manageable, surprisingly he loved another tenfold.

Clothes worn when he lazed about his own residence were donned in order to work smoothly and efficiently, fingers that normally were gloved grasped the sign for the BDSM shop to remove, a task that never presented as difficult and wouldn’t be given special treatment as if it was. However, ladders do tend to tumble, and while it would damage his skin to some extent, proceeding with caution wasn’t placed into mind before a voicing was heard. A small jerk of his head lifted in surprise at this sudden assistance that was blessed upon him.

“I thank you, my swine! This is but a simple task for me, though assistance is appreciated in some form!” Tilting his head back a little to view the one that was helping him, he responded with the utmost ease. Truly, the weight of the sign was no match for his blood, but care for his well-being was rare for him, the grin upon his face ever so shining for the younger, “As dangerous as they come! S! I shall take your help. It is good to do kind every now and then!” Taking the sign off and walking down the steps, he halted at the end, glancing back at the other.

Ah, now that was strange.

“You may say the same as I when it comes to overcoming obstacles with ease!” Holding out the sign with his face covered by it’s height, he handed it to the other, “This shall take care of things if you place it over there! You are able to do that, I know — M!” He placed two digits to his chin as he watched the younger do his bidding, “What else needs to been tossed into the garbage?”

A table that his feet would lay upon came to mind, but it wasn’t ever used for anything else. It would be quite a waste if there were no memories attached to it, right? Making memories were easy with someone else, that he knew. “Once you are finished with that, I have something to propose to you!”

[konohasaurus]

The myriad of unknown words and phrases used to address the android were of the sort that he'd never been exposed to prior to this, more than likely due to how most would find something of that nature insulting. How they were spoken with such joviality indicated they were complimenting, if anything, just friendly nicknames that showed off the man's creativity. It was for that reason that the youth did not question the meaning behind them, though let it be said that if he was aware it would not have affected the good impression he had of the older.

Head tilted fractionally as the man's speech continued. It was simply listened to, no input of his own made as it wasn't thought as necessary. Discovering how he could be of future service to the welcoming man was believed to hold more importance, fingers still holding tight to the ladder that was no longer being used as he awaited instruction. Trust that'd been placed in him was voiced at the same time as the destination for the sign, and with a new found level of commitment did he go about doing what'd been entrusted to him.

The bare minimum of effort was exerted in order to do as assigned, the hefty object lifted with apparent ease, no sign of a struggle in sight when it came to maintaining the generous weight. It was a result of increased strength that'd accompanied having an ideal body, tasks of this nature never having been problematic. Because of such, he'd been the unofficial person in charge of moving any of the items that the Mekakushi Dan needed. Complaints had ever been raised as being helpful was always something to strive for, as it was at present.

Facial features were schooled by a stupendous level of calmness, hand aiding in needlessly stretching out a shoulder after having completed the assignment. Hinted was further manual labor due to the mention of a proposal. It wasn't something he was against as honestly it felt riveting to put the abundant strength he'd been blessed with to good use. "Is it something else you need help with?" Inquiring about what the man had said, scarlet shifted downwards to settle upon the table. "Did this need to be moved too?"

[menotbozomeking]

It was good that the city’s favourite pastime seemed to be violence, at least the metallic dinosaur was able to vent his stress or just whittle away the cycles. There was a major problem though…

Most of the people here were too squishy. What good was that to them? They’d probably burst after one or two good hits. if he had a nose they’d probably smell organic too.

Still, who didn’t want to poke those smaller than themselves with a stick?

The Dinobot walks the dinosaur up to you in a curious little trot, looking over and around you, as if he’s trying to get a good look at you. He gives a guttural little chuckle and attempts to pat you on the shoulders with his tiny little T-Rex hands.

"Hurr, hurr. Me Grimlock think you look like cesium salami! Probably taste like it too!"

He then starts poking you with his tail.

[konohasaurus]

A meager amount of things were capable of revealing the emotions that were stored just out of sight, always present but difficult to distinguish due to the impassive expression most often donned. There was something that was successful every single time without fail, though. Such were creatures that no longer roamed the Earth, a fascination with dinosaurs always instilling childish delight within the amnesiac.

Presently, this was the case.

Scarlet hues a lit with wonder, the albino was simply too awe-struck by the very real dinosaur that was attempting to obtain his attention. Without a doubt that had been managed if the intently concentrated stare placed upon the creature's being was any indication. Initial shock had disallowed the youth to pay mind to what had been spoken nor the prodding of a pointed tail, and when it finally passed there was only one thing he currently cared to do. 

Arms wound around the dinosaur's plush covered frame in what was obviously a hug, a whisper of awe escaping him. "You're real." Sounding like a child who'd happened upon Santa in the dead of night, being faced with a beloved creature that he'd been led to believe had gone extinct was exactly the same.

[konohasaurus]

!lost and found: [takane]

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    Slightly healthier body aids in the reasons for the female to tend to most of the things that came along with caring for a much sicker classmate. Stubbornness and maybe even fear often drive her to insist that the taller stay home in the company of another person that she trust just in case the worse did occur. Wanting to avoid pushing the male’s body to reduce the risk of a possible attack, caution would be less of an issue if and when hospital information and medicine was acquired. Even a small sort of job to pay for such things if need be. 

    Takane had grown somewhat acquainted with the city, having visited each sector at least once during the time spent here. Most days were actually spent staying in the presence of the ones she feels most comfortable with and waiting for time to pass. Wanted to go home is something that is prevalent in her feelings, but foreboding thoughts make home seem less desirable than she would like. Their deaths were things that actually happened. Going back would most definitely mean having the inevitable end of life separate them both. It is a selfish thought, but as a human, Takane is a selfish girl, and doesn’t want to have them die if that meant never seeing each other again. 

    All too familiar feeling of stinging in the corner of her eyes, alerts the child of what she doesn’t wish to happen. Before anything could escape, frayed sleeve of her well-worn sweater is used to quickly wipe away any signs of what was nearly going to take place. Tears would not solve a thing, and only make a mess of her face and eyes. That and it would cause others to unnecessarily worry about her wellbeing, when they could be worried more about themselves in the first place. 

    Throat awkwardly cleared, and back poised straighter to help her own self feel a little less dejected about her previous thought process. Steps continue to take her through one of the more pleasant of the sectors, day surprisingly nice. Perhaps next time, having Haruka come out too would be a nice thing, fresh air often needed to stay healthy. 

    Amber optics looking around the surrounding area briefly, mind trying to situate itself. Suddenly, something is seen – rather someone – that catches the small female’s attention. Her head tilts curiously to the side, and eyes squint ever so slightly. Promptly does the girl wipe her eyes with her sleeve once more, making sure that she is actually seeing something that is real and not an illusion brought on by lack of sleep. 

    Steps are warily taken towards the pale figure, features becoming more recognizable the closer she gets. How curious it is to see something that was not supposed to be real standing and looking around like a lost child, dirty clothes and all. 

   「Ha-」 voice speaks up once close enough, hands curled into loose fists at her side. Name she was going to say left unfinished as brain searches for the proper title that was given. 「Konoha..?」 questioning and unsure tone noticeable in her voice due to lack of belief of what was currently taking place.

[konohasaurus]

Befuddling in it's familiarity was the voice that'd spoken the name that'd he'd been told was that of his own. Gaze did not lift immediately to seek out the speaker as confusion was predominate, rusted cogs attempting to place a face to the stranger before allowing their visage to be viewed firsthand. Attempt had been for naught, unfortunately. Bemused scarlet optics had little choice but to look upon the stranger's features so that the missing piece could be put in place, but no sooner then when the other's countenance was viewed did this become even more incomprehensible.

Appearance distinctly resembled the cybernetic girl contained within a world of endless binary, color scheme the only real obvious difference. Not associated closely with the aforementioned upbeat figure and the believed impossibility of her being capable of leaving electrical devices had lips parting to pose a question. ".. -- Ne." A syllable, one that had not been the intended speech, had brows crease marginally. A hand raised to press against his throat as if attempting to discover why it'd misbehaved, but digits dropped almost as soon as they'd risen due to deepening confusion.

"Konoha ...That's my name, isn't it?" Almost as though seeking confirmation on something that should require none, it simply couldn't be helped. Amnesia often prevailed in allowing his own self to be forgotten in place of blissful ignorance, such being the case at present. "Do I .. know you?" Another inquiry, the tone used was completely unsure as the android slowly returned to full height while awaiting answers.

[konohasaurus]

!world calling:

Familiar and new faces alike had been found in this city, allowing for a peaceful state of mind as loneliness was simply impossible when surrounded by those held dearly. Normally vacant features had been painted with indescribably contented smiles, hardly visible but there all the same and would remain so while accompanied by those specific individuals regarded as friends. It was this day that another previous acquaintance made to once more enter the android's life in such a way that'd been believed as utterly impossible, but what was before scarlet optics was clearly nothing short of real.

This person was none other than the well-known cybernetic that'd been incapable of breaching the real world, seemingly having found a way to do so. How this happenstance had come forth was not something that required explanation as it wasn't deemed as important, attention focused only on how this was a joyous occasion due to how the girl had gained what had been sought. No longer was the world out of reach, no longer would a screen keep something so wondrous away from someone who deserved to experience all that this beautiful place had to offer. This enthusing knowledge had legs take up a light jog in the direction of her person, the blinding smile on display almost out of character for someone who normally remained far too impassive.

"Ene!"

The excited shout announced his approach, but apparently it had not been warning enough as outstretched arms were able to do as intended. Hooking underneath the smaller's very real arms without consent, the blue-clad girl was hoisted upwards and spun about but once. For all intents and purposes appearing incredibly close to one another due to this display, they'd actually rarely spoken up until this point simply because of the difficulties presented by her occupation of a cellular device, something not owned by the android. Without that blockade standing in the way anymore a friendship could be kindled, the apprehended girl soon set back onto the ground as features still displayed obvious happiness.

"How does it feel? The fresh air is nice, right? The sun, too. I love it so .. I hope you do." The intensity of the smile diminished slightly, still present but now more relaxed. "How did .. I feel when I touched you? Being able to touch is nice, I think."

[konohasaurus]

!drawn to life:

For as long as could be remembered it’d been like a permanent haze had blanketed an already unreliable mind. It made for distinguishing reality rather difficult at times, earliest memories consisting only of the time spent that late summer and nothing more. Not necessarily harrowing was it as it did not hinder the way in which days were lived, but the blurred figures and nostalgia that often permitted when consciousness slumbered would temporarily instill bemusement before those lingering feelings faded once more. It was certainly disorienting being subjected to what couldn't possibly be understood, such being the case presently.

Between two digits was skin pinched, an action learned through observation to rouse consciousness, yet still the figure perched upon the bench insisted on remaining. Plastered upon a normally impassive countenance was the faintest trace of a frown, gaze unmoving from the source of this confusion. Almost like looking into a mirror was it, a distorted reflection that simply could not be that of his own as appearance obviously differed immensely. Nonetheless, this bore resemblance to that pane of glass despite how such seemed utterly impratical. Perhaps the mirror was blanketed by layers of dirt that prevented recognition of what was viewed, legs bringing his pale form steadily closer with the intent to clean away the filth that prevented clarity.

Steps halting just aside the one situated upon the wooden seat, the question consuming thought processes was finally voiced. "Have we met before? It just .. just feels like we have." Voice lacking surety, it simply couldn’t be helped as the closer proximity hadn't made things any clearer. An innate sense of familiarity had made it impossible to just let this pass, form lowering to sit beside the unsettling boy as legs pulled up to cross atop each other. No sooner did body turn to face that of the stranger, expression relatively unchanged aside from the expectant eyes that awaited an answer.

[konohasaurus]

!bara bond:

Location was new, but the general environment failed to differ in the least bit. City bustle flooded streets with masses of civilians carrying on unaffected, assumed to be attending to errands or quite possibly out strictly because their occupations demanded it. Normality at the highest degree, it made a seamless adjustment happen without any real effort exerted, this city already known as what most referred to as home. As one without awareness of what exactly something like that was, it'd made this acceptance quite uninteresting as it couldn't be fully comprehended.

Unhurried was the pace set as meandering about with no real objective had been decided as the way in which to spend the day, sights taken in with no visible awe upon his countenance. Scarlet optics languidly trailed upwards as steps gradually slowed when a man wobbling rather precariously on a ladder was but a few scant feet before him, the stranger seemingly oblivious to just how badly the teetering was. A fall would obviously take place if no interference was made, that fact being the reason why digits made to securely grasp the metallic object in order to force the quivering to cease.

“Are you okay?” Directed at the one whose fall had been prevented, the concern was clearly tangible in tone of his voice. "This … is dangerous to do alone, isn't it?" Digits maintained the firm grip on the ladder, as if not yet able to trust that the inanimate object would behave properly without someone forcing stillness. A moment's pause before vocables sounded once more in order to offer aid. "I’ll help."

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if konoha doesn’t tie his hair… ( ´･ω･`)