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@shslsotai
dai-kyou started following you
*Waves to the new Minty oc*
My hand slipped
Ahh yes, the height chat of all my current oc's. Bless.
Wait....Who's this little shit stain???
oh, Yosu? They're a cat, lol. They are my shsl good luck for my r-
NO! THE LITTLE SHIT STAIN NEXT TO SAYURI????
Oh, that's my new muse. Well shit, didn't I just make a Bara, now I got a shota? Amazing.
The New Guy ((Open))
âŚYeah, Mikio was having a hell of a hard time understanding a word this guy was saying.
It explained the general silence for a bit after Nobuyuki finished speaking â thankfully Mikio wasnât a talkative person most of the time anyways, so he could use that as an excuse.
Eventually, he pieced together what his companion had told him before he spoke up again.
ââŚRâŚRight, right. Itâs⌠nice, seeing another taller person around.
Iâm⌠the tallest, in my family as well, technically. But, my motherâs still fairly tall in her own right. My sisterâs the shortest, sure, but sheâs young, and to her credit sheâs still quite tall for her age.â
The sudden accent shift was really the only time Mikio had any clue what he was saying, and he couldnât help but wish Nobuyuki would keep talking like that. But that would sound rude, wouldnât it? So, he didnât say anything.
âSotai practitioner⌠never seen anything like that around the school before. InterestingâŚ
Ah, the cafeteria? If I remember right⌠down that hall, take a left, go down that hallâŚ
It would probably be easier if I led the way. Iâm, er, not the best at describing directions to people.â
And with that, Mikio turned, taking a few steps in one direction before pausing, waiting for the other to follow him.
It actually didn't take long for Nobuyuki to catch up. He carried himself quickly and stood right next to Mikio for a moment before throwing his arm around the others shoulders.
HAHA, M' too! Imma 'err'ble et g'vin' d'recti'ns. R'ckon u n' I war des'in'd ta mee'. Two laws' sou's, Haha. Well den, lea' th'way, cap'n~!
What is privacy space? Obviously this mythical construct didn't actually exist. Obviously. People LOVE it when strangers love all over them. It is not weird nor borderline creepy at all. Tots.
As fer m' fam'ly, m' ol'ah, 'win sis ain't ev'n re'ch m' pecs. She dun ha'es et! Says Imma supp'se ta be da shor'er one, bein' younger n' all. M' pop joke sumt'me tha' Imma affa'r bab', bu' m' sis ain't. Naw, seein' haw we bein' 'wins n' all, tha' thar's an imposs'bil'ty, so, 's all in gud fun.
Sis onl' ol'ah dan m' b' few secon's, 'spec'ally s'nce we gat cu' ou' 'steda na'urally.
God, it is a wonder how long it took for him to learn how to speak with proper syntax when talking about his profession. He cut off words that don't need to be cut off. What the fuck is ol'ah? Did that die really need to not be enunciated? His diction was all over the fucking place. Jesus, hopefully he will just stop talking with some food in his mouth.
Wha' bout yerself? U da el'st er wha'? Haw man' si'lin's ya gat?
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The New Guy ((Open))
Katsuo looked around for a sign or something telling him where to go to get Fukuhara to the student council. There was a sign that said cafeteria, and nurses office, but no student council. Was it on the second floor?Â
When The taller male started talking Katsuo got confused at his accent for a few moments before he pieced together what Fukuhara was saying.Â
"Iâve never Heard of Sotai before, It sounds fun. As for me, They stuck me with the title of Guru, Iâd like to think of myself more as a spiritual advisor, you know keeping people in balance with the universe and such." He stopped for a minute considering what Fukuhara said about looking professional.
"I uh⌠thereâs not much for me to do in the way of looking professional, People either think iâm a weirdo or crazy anyway. So iâm alright without looking professional. I think." Maybe it wouldnât hurt to get a dress shirt or something. Thanks Nobuyuki you made him question his life.
They hit the stairs, He decided maybe the student council room was higher up. About halfway up  Katsuo realized he had to take the stairs two at a time to keep up with Fukuhara.Â
"It should be around here somewhere mrâŚ.ErâŚFukuhara."
stairs were no match for Nobuyuki, who seemed to fly up them, two or even three at a time. He gave a nod to Katsuo as he looked around the new floor, still relying on Katsuo for directions, no idea where to go himself.
Sper't'al? Well, tha' thar makes two of us knowin' nutin' 'bout the other's perf'ssion. See naw, I gots ta be perf'ssional since m' occup'tion invol'es touchin' folks. Ain't no one gonna wan' ta let some gian' feel 'round 'em ifin he aint the sligh'es' bi' perf'ssional lookin'; 'spscially since Imma so youn' fer m' perf'ssion, ya feel?
"Should" be around here? That didn't sound too confident. Nobuyuki tried not to show any worry though, believing he might have just distracted Katsuo by talking a bit too much. He believed the other knew where they were going, or at least knew how to get them un-lost if they were in fact lost to begin with.
I trus' yer gonna ge' me ta whar we needa go. 'round har's good nuff. Why don' cha tell me a bit more 'bout wha'cha do as a sper't'al 'viser?
The New Guy ((Open))
Katsuo felt sore and happy when Fukuhara let go of his hand. He decided he liked this guy. He smiled appreciating the taller boy trying to shorten the gap in height. Thatâs when he got a good look at Fukuharaâs face he did look more adultish and wow he had a nose ring. Katsuo appreciated facial piercings he found them to be a sign one was truly comfortable with themselves.
Huh? Oh he wanted to know more about Katsuo⌠Okay.
"Eh no iâm not the real welcoming committee sorry about that. Â Uh as for me what you see is more or less what you get, I just do my best to help wherever and whomever I can. Anything for the sake of karmatic balance."
That probably didnât answer much about himself, unfortunately that was about all he had to say. If nothing else he could help Fukuhara get to the real welcoming committee. Katsuo dug through his bag for his Electronic ID which had A map of the school on it, He failed to find it.
"Huh, Okay well why donât i show you to the student council room so you can get your actual welcoming committee. You can tell me about yourself on the way there, If you want that is."Â
Katsuo motioned for them to walk down a side hall, He had no idea where the student council room is but he wanted to keep the energy between the two light and happy. So heâll fake it til he made it.Â
Karmatic balance? So their were other students concerned about balance? Interesting. Nobuyuki smiled and nodded as he followed behind the other, trying to walk as slowly as he could, to ensure he didn't out speed the other. Fortunately, even at his minimal speed he was able to keep pace with the shorter student.
I 'ppreciate it, Ito-kun. This har aca'emy's a lo' bigger tha' m' ol' school. I'd be cluelessly lost w'thou' ya.
Naw Naw, ya sai' sometin' 'bout Karmic balance er sometin, righ'? Well, dat's 'bout wha' I do. Imma Sotai Practi'ione'. Ay, AHEM, a physical therapist who works with physical balance and skeletal alignment, haha.
He puts his hand to his mouth to clear his throat as he reverts back to his accent.
May nat loo' dat perf'ssional right naw, but, I alwa's remove da rin' n' covar m' hurr with a band'na whan with a clien', ya feel? Gotta kee' the perf'ssional 'ppearace round cus'omers. M' heigh' lone's 'nough ta scurr off some folks, so, gotta give off da welcomin' vibe, ya kno'?
Wha' bout yerself? Wha's yer title dey done gave ya?
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The New Guy ((Open))
Unfortunately, being shy was one of the only things other than his talent Mikio was good at. Needless to say, he was far from the most energetic, outgoing person around.
âR⌠Right, right. My apologies.
I⌠Yes, Iâll admit, itâs nice not being the only, er⌠giant, around here. Tallness ran in my family, so, itâs a bit⌠unusual to me, regularly seeing others shorter than I am. Still, Iâve⌠never met anyone taller than me.
What⌠I do? Well⌠Iâm a Super High School Level Childrenâs Book Author. I like reading, I like writing, and Iâve been told Iâm good with children, so⌠I suppose that just sort of went together. â
He paused a bit. Man, he wasnât used to talking this much, but he supposed it couldnât really be helped. Even if he hated the way his voice sounded.
ââŚAnd, er⌠what about yourself? If you donât mind my askingâŚâ
Feeling satisfied with the elongated handshake Nobuyuki finally released Mikio's hand, giving him a bit of a nod to accompany his over zealous smile.
Ehh, tha' right? In my family I da gian'. Ain't no 'ne eve' close ta m' heigh'. M' sis ain't even 180cm, let 'lone m' pop's only bout 170cm err so. I t'war ovar erryone. Ain't seen someone close ta m' heigh', so, this har is a goo' change, ya feel?
Tha' done been said, Rea'in' though, n' writin'? Tha' takes some surious skills, ain't gonna lie. I coul' nevar do it. 'Specially not fer no youngin's. I'd confuze da lit' buggers, ya kno, haha.
As fer me, AHEM~! I'm a physical therapist who primarily practices Sotai, a Super High School Level Sotai Practitioner. Oh, uhh, sorry for the accent shift, I'm use to talking more professionally when I talk about my profession, to be more formal with clients, haha,
But, ahem, yah, da's wha' I do. I alsa kno' how ta do like them deep tissue massa'es n' stuff to help rel'x m' clients, bu', tha' ain't part o' m' practice, fufu, mo' fer me den them, ya feel?
He looks around the room slightly before glancing back at Mikio.
Whar we g't grub 'round har, Tatsu-kun? Imma starve'. Ain't had nutin' since I got on da train har.
"Arrrgh! Errrgh! Of all the times for my cart to break down! This box is too heavy!"
Hmm, oi, uhh, Neko-chan. Err, sorry to address ya wronâ nâ all, buâ Imma new nâ dont know ya. Thaâ been said, ya neeâ âny help with yer package thar?
"ErrghâŚabout forty kilosâŚI had a cartâŚbut it busted and it is now being repaired. I was able to push it for a whileâŚbut itâs tiring! And I need to get it to the new dorm right away!"
Fo'ty? Tha' it? Yah, I can a-lif' tha' no prob.
Nobuyuki walked a bit closer to the box, however, before lifting it he seemed to do a series of squats or something, likely to prepare himself to pick up the package. After about five he grabbed the box on his way down and with a deep inhale and push up from the ground he lift the box no problem. He took a long exhale while holding the box in the air before looking at Miyake with a smile.
See, See? Aint no prob a' all. Naw, whar this big ol' package ta be delivere' ta?
"Arrrgh! Errrgh! Of all the times for my cart to break down! This box is too heavy!"
Hmm, oi, uhh, Neko-chan. Err, sorry to address ya wronâ nâ all, buâ Imma new nâ dont know ya. Thaâ been said, ya neeâ âny help with yer package thar?
She looked up from her heavy box, turning around and looking even more up. âOhâŚoh crud. I didnât mean to drop this box in front of your room. I justâŚ.eeeerrrghâŚneed toâŚRrrrrrrghâŚmove thisâŚAaaaaaaghâŚbox!â She flopped backward, sighing. âErâŚmy nameâs Miyake Tsukada and I am the Super High School Level Delivery Service. I guessâŚif you are offeringâŚI could use the assistance.â
Nobuyuki looked at the box. She said she was a delivery girl, right? Did she not own a cart of some sort to move heavier packages? He thought for a moment to ask, but assumed the obvious answer was that it might be currently being repaired or perhaps not allowed on school grounds. There had to be a logical reason why she was trying to move the heavy package by herself.
Hmm, I don't min' help cha, Tsuka-chan, bu', how much do yer box har weigh'? How many kg is it?
He didn't think too much about giving his name, more focused on the package.
"Arrrgh! Errrgh! Of all the times for my cart to break down! This box is too heavy!"
Hmm, oi, uhh, Neko-chan. Err, sorry to address ya wron' n' all, bu' Imma new n' dont know ya. Tha' been said, ya nee' 'ny help with yer package thar?
The New Guy ((Open))
Katsuo was walking around the entrance to the school idly playing with the strap of his bag when a new guy walked in, He was instantly conflicted, this man looked to old to be a student, but the energy that surrounded him was one of a highschooler. Interesting, this guy had the same energy as a certain Tattoo artist that had vanished a while ago. If not the same then close enough energy.Â
Oh heâs holding out his hand? Did he want Katsuo to shake his hand? Yes that seemed to be what was going on. Katsuo grabbed the large hand and was almost shocked at itâs size.Â
"Itâs a pleasure to meet you Mr. Fukuhara, I guess iâm your welcoming committee. My name Is Katsuo Ito. Thatâs uhâŚ.my given name is Katsuo."
His posture was straight, Yes today was a good day to greet new students, Karma would be pleased with him. Though if Katsuo was allowing himself to be completely true to his feelings, He felt slightly intimidated and majorly dwarfed by the other man.Â
His smile brightened ten fold as Katsuo returned the handshake, embracing the hand with his other and shaking it with both hands cupped together. It was odd, it was as if he was rubbing the back of the others hands with his free hand, although, it was barely noticeable from the jerking of the actual shaking.
He bent forward a bit to close a bit of the height gap of a foot and a half, smiling as brightly as he could.
Ah, shucks. A welcomin' committee for me, naw that thar is just too nice. Tha' been sai', ain't no need ta be so formal. Just Fukuhara's fine, Ito-kun.
Why dont cha tell me 'bout yerself? Wha' cha do? 'Re ya the welcomin' guy for erryone, or jus' me?
Feeling rather satisfied and as if he had shaken the others arm off, Nobuyuki released the others hand and put his hands by his side.
The New Guy ((Open))
Jesus Christ, was this guy taller than Mikio was?
Heâd never met anyone even the same height as him, let alone taller! It felt⌠kind of surreal, really. He couldnât help but find the otherâs appearance at least a liiiiiiittle intimidating, but he didnât seem all too bad, really, so he didnât let it bother him much. Never judge a book by itâs cover â Mikio knew this quite well.
ââŚFukuhara-san. Right. Itâs⌠a pleasure. Iâm Mikio TatsumiâŚâ
He returns the otherâs hand, a light shake before Mikio pulls it back.
Nobuyuki was appreciative of the other returning his handshake, but that was barely a "handshake" of all things considered. Quickly, he took the others hand in his, placing his other hand on the back of Mikio's and shaking it vigorously, seemingly rubbing the back of Mikio's hand with the other.
Naw, Naw, no need ta be shy n' all, give 'er har n' give me a goo' ol' handshake, aight?
Naw, Tatsu-kun, yer almos' as tall as me, nice ta see I aint the only giant round har, heheh, what cha do? Tell me a bit 'bout yerself.
He was strong enough that he grip showed no signs of releasing until he was satisfied with the handshake, and yet he was not yanking the arm as he shook it. It was an odd juxtaposition, firm and yet rather gentle.
The New Guy ((Open))
There seems to have been several students coming and going from Hope's Peak Academy lately, most noteworthy have been that forgetful Biochemist and religious, near extremist, Hematologist. Hell, those who know the overbear, Autistic Card Gamer or the frightening Trickster would have noticed that the two of them seem to have gone away somewhere without informing anyone as well.
With all the disappearance and sudden absences of fellow classmates, a new arrival was a good sign... even if this particular new arrival came in the package of a six foot eight inch behemoth. With that nose ring and that hair cut, one would expect him to be a bit of a punk, one who would use his intimidating height and like matching weight to dominate the school and forcefully 'encourage' other to do tasks for him on a whim.
This is would one would assume, however, keeping the cheery, tattoo laced Card Gamer in mind, one might hopefully know that appearances are not all that they are cracked up to be. He walks forward toward the closest student offering a smile and a hand for a handshake.
Why hey thar, yer a studen' har, righ'? M' name's Fukuhara Nobuyuki. Imma new.
He stands there with a bright smile on his face, still awaiting the return to his out held hand. Is he a student? Or is he a new teacher? He looks a bit old to be a high schooler, and his voice is rather rough and fairly mature sounding, but, from his introduction he sounds like he is a new high school student... strange.