SHSL Soccer Star

Uh, hi! M'name's Takuya Taiyou and I'm Super High School Level Soccer Star. I hope we can be friends and figure out what's going on around here... Hopefully we can all get out of here soon and get back to our normal life. I'll make sure everyone stays together, I promise. Part of the closed RP group Despair and the City

[shslsoccerstar]

Cheap Sheets [Open Starter]

[natsukinemuru-deactivated201405]

"Oh, hey. You’re awake," Natsuki noted. This guy was one of the last ones to wake up, but it hadn’t been too long. She felt a little relieved that he was okay, but at the same time… More bodies meant more mouths to feed. "You’ve been out longer than most people. I was starting to get worried." She smiled at him, hoping to make a good impression. She couldn’t be left alone in this situation.

"We’re in a hospital. It’s just us here, as far as I know. I wanted to go out and look for some more people. Maybe food and water, but it depends. Are you hungry? Can you get up okay? It’s been a rough start for everyone… Something is definitely not right here…"

[shslsoccerstar]

Takuya's thoughts faltered when he was told he was one of the last ones up. He prided himself on being reliable, and when else should you be reliable than in a situation like this? Just how much confusion and chaos has happened since he'd been taking a stupid nap? His thoughts turned on him and he almost missed the girl's questions completely.

He smiled softly and bowed his head a bit. "I'm sorry for making you worry, but I feel perfectly fine. Which is actually a little distressin' considering we were in a plane crash," Takuya paused, "We were in a plane crash right?" He needed someone else to validate his memories, he'd seen plenty of shows on TV where people remembered things that didn't happen.

[shslsoccerstar]

Cheap Sheets [Open Starter]

[shslfirefighter]

"The answer to that question…"

"I do not know. Come to think of it I don’t know your name either. Care to enlighten me? I’m trying to get everything in order so we can escape this hellhole." 

[shslsoccerstar]

Takuya's attention turned to the guy talking to him. He seemed tall, at least taller than average. It was kinda hard to Takuya to tell sometimes. He was muscular too, so that added to his looking larger. "Hmm, it looks like a hospital to me, but if you say it's a hellhole I might as well take your word for it, considering I just woke up."

"M'name's Takuya Taiyou, and I don't think I know your name either," he chuckled, holding out his hand for a shake.

[shslsoccerstar]

Cheap Sheets [Open Starter]

Takuya's mind flashed with images of his family, childhood friends, new friends and just about everything else he'd seen in his lifetime. The plane was definitely falling, and fast. Takuya was also definitely scared out of his mind. The only time he'd ever flown before was going from Osaka to Tokyo. Even then he was nervous the whole time. Now his fears were becoming reality and all he could hear was the blood rushing through his head. Unfortunately for him, Takuya had gotten the window seat and was watching clouds speed past on their downward decent. He caught the glimpse of a tall tree coming up near the window, then, nothing.

Takuya's eyes burst open and his heart beat against his chest furiously. The ceiling was white. Dotted with fluorescent lights and emergency sprinklers. His other senses were starting to come to him. It smelled like medicine, his mouth tasted metal like and dry, and his bed sheets felt cheap. He could hear things too. Worried panic in hushed tones, a few voices sounded vaguely familiar, but nothing he immediately recognized. 

He sat up slowly and took his first look around. A few kids he thought he recognized from the plane, some he didn't recognize at all. He threw off his covers and leaped out of bed. Wait, leaped? Wasn't he just in a plane crash, why did he have so much energy?

"Hey, um, anyone mind telling me what's going on? How long have I been out?"

[kohakumizushima]

Anglers Are Not Silkworms || (Open)

[kohakumizushima]

Now normally this didn’t faze her much, but Takuya was huge. It was evident that he was about a foot taller than her, and his muscular build didn’t help. Still, this wasn’t even close to being bad. The size of Takuya’s body made Kohaku feel a bit safer and got rid of all need to thrash about. Breath hitching, she stopped her movement to properly scrutinize her savior.

Kohaku’s eyes widened, staring at him in awe. Her chin dropped a little to complete the dumbfounded expression.

"Whoooa…" Usually in shoujo manga, this would be the part with a whole bunch of fancy screentones, "doki-doki" sound effects, and sparkly, lovestruck eyes. He even fit that hugely popular trope in America. Tall, dark, and handsome, was it? But of course, swooning wasn’t Kohaku’s style. She took the SHSL Soccer Star’s hand, gripping it firmly like one of her rods.

His smile was definitely a winning one. It vanquished all her feelings of stress. In response, Kohaku felt her expression warp into a crooked smirk.

"Dang, son. I’m okay now.” It definitely seemed like a flirt, but rather it was just a humorous way of reassuring him.

[shslsoccerstar]

Takuya wasn't sure what was going on with the girl in front of him. First she looked a little shocked, and then she seemed nervous. He helped her up easily enough, he never had too much trouble lifting things. Now he wasn't sure what to say or do. 

"So, uh, you sure you're okay? It sounded like you fell pretty hard there," Takuya chuckled nervously, motioning slightly to the bed behind the girl. 

"I'm Takuya Taiyou, you're from Hope's Peak right?"

[kohakumizushima]

Anglers Are Not Silkworms || (Open)

Field trips weren’t meant to be scary. They were supposed to be safe, supervised trips with no real issues as long as everyone behaved. But considering the rude guy she was sitting next to on the plane, that wasn’t happening. What was his name anyway? Yakido? Yokiso? Yukito? Not like he mattered anyway. Kohaku shifted around in her seat, wanting to whine about how her tush was feeling numb. The soreness and the bratty punk breathing her air made for an especially tiring flight.

She soon regretted her wish for the plane to land.

There was a loud, rattling sound that permeated the aisles. Kohaku’s first conclusion was air turbulence, but it continued, this time more violently.

"Gyaa!" Kohaku screamed, grabbing at they boy’s shirt instinctively. The topic of their passionate argument flew from her mind as the force of the shaking nearly pushed her out of her seat. Managing to wrap her arms around the SHSL Photobomber, she clung for her life.

The events from immediately before the crash flashed before her eyes behind closed eyelids. Each time felt more real and more despair-inducing than the last.

Suddenly, Kohaku sprang up and out of the hospital bed, but lost her balance due to applying too much speed into the motion. She soon found herself falling to the right.

"Holy fucking SHIIIIIIT-!!" As Kohaku rolled, the sheets started wrapping her into a tight cocoon until she not-so-gracefully fell from the mattress. "Hey! What the hell, t-these aren’t my sheets!" Kohaku squirmed and thrashed about wildly, like a fish in a net. She glanced up, seeing the familiar faces of Hope’s Peak’s students all around her. "W-What are you all waiting for?! Help me!"

[shslsoccerstar]

Takuya stood by his hospital bed watching the others wake up, some more easily than others, and either leave the room or go talk to someone else awake. Everyone looked distressed, but Takuya was on the look out for someone who needed genuine help. He'd decided he'd be the last to leave the room so no one was left behind.

Taking another glance around the room he noticed a squirming pile of sheets that hadn't been there before. He sighed and took a few strides over and started unwrapping the person inside.

He smiled down on the girl and held out his hand, "Are you okay? That sounded like a pretty big thud."