#frw open

[blumeninflammen-blog]

空中ブランコ || mini event open

I'm stuck in my hometown on a school day. But who cares, let's have fun while I'm at it!

And so, the teenager known as Yosafire stopped worrying and was stuck in the flower gardens of Paralia that she had loved since childhood. If she couldn't escape, so what? At least she had something to do which gave her happiness, right?

It was interesting however. She had planned on spending the day with her childhood friends, but for some reason she couldn't reach them. What is going on in this world? It's just one mysterious thing after another.

"Curiouser and curiouser." Curiouser is not a word, Yosaf. Good try.

[dawnsplicer]

way to the dawn - event 2.5

The atmosphere of Kingdom Plaza was actually quite nice to Riku. He loved the city, but he also enjoyed the simplicity of the less bustling life. He could get used to this place, he had determined. He scanned the area, wondering what he would be doing today.

Riku enjoyed the quieter areas of Palaria. He was born and raised in a city, but there was a charm about the quiet atmosphere of the Paralia life he had enjoyed. Riku was not a very sociable person, and he liked the feeling of ease and comfort it provided. He never was good with crowds, though he would never voice that aloud and often pretended otherwise.

Riku always had to be the calm, collected one. Anyhing else would be viewed as weakness, and that was not allowed. Riku felt his mood turning a little sour as he dwelled on all this. He was so into his own mind that the last thing he expected was someone to approach him from behind. He turned sharply.

It happened fast. Too fast. The feeling of someone creeping up behind him, intentional or not, made him jump. He opened the palm of his hand and a strange weapon materialized. Something close to a sword, but Riku would definitely not label it that. He gazed down at the weapon that was not there just a few seconds previously. What... what is that?! Where did it come from?

The instant he took in the details of the weapon, it was gone again. A little nervously, he looked at the person that seemingly approached him. Probably just made a total ass of himself. And made himself look like a freak. A weapon summoning freak.

"Um, sorry about that. I promise it doesn't happen often." He laughed awkwardly, hoping that the person wouldn't shoot him with pepper spray, or run away... or something.

[flowerbedcat]

A step is taken into what always feels like unknown territory, a breath released, courage mustered as another attempt shall be made. It's not so hard, some people may think, to simply go out and socialize, or even just to run some errands, but for Asato to do such a thing, well... it's a completely different story. Perhaps his perception on what's frightening and what isn't is a little too far-fetched than what's considered the norm, but of course he can't help it. Limbs tensed, and a look of complete concentration was set upon tanned skin, all he was doing was simply going to the shop... Paralia is a truly wonderful place, he knows, though it's inhabitants.. not so much. Nothing personal, of course, Asato would think that of everybody, no matter who the person is. It took more time than usual to walk through the crowd, although he can consider himself lucky to be living in the less chaotic side, having been to Kairos and learned that he shouldn't really attempt to go there again, oh no. He didn't do well with crowds, especially not when it consisted of nosy civilians, not that Asato really had much to say, but he simply didn't know how to respond, and of course then he's told off for being rude, when that really wasn't his intention. Several situations repeating was more than enough input that told him that perhaps it's really not in his best interest. Surprisingly it was going well, Asato needed more berries (a personal favourite for some reason), though inconveniently did he take the last amount straight as another was about to, and eye contact was thus made involuntarily.

"...Excuse me." He muttered, his hand hovering with the berries in his grasp, a moment too long had passed before he (so very clumsily), dropped them back. "...They're yours."

[blumeninflammen-blog]

[～紅～] Aux Champs Elysées

This really wasn't something Yosafire had expected to happen. Suddenly she was back in her hometown, unable to return back to Kairos due to the trains suddenly being out of order. And almost as if it was an ironic twist, she did not travel to Paralia to visit her parents. No, she just arrived there with no reason. And now she's stuck.

And Yosafire knew she shouldn't be here either. She had school today, and for once actually remembered to leave in her homework. It's like rubbing salt into an open wound; despite how good it might be for the wound it will hurt like hell. Not to mention this fuzzy image she can't get out of her head.

Yes, what had she seen? The sky rapidly moving, the feeling of suddenly being dragged to the ground... Falling off of a cliff? That would be impossible. Yosafire knew that she was a bit of a klutz, but at least she had never being close on falling off of a cliff. Maybe rolling down a hill by mistake would work, but this wasn't it.

Thing is, Yosafire was certain that this hasn't happened to her before. In her childhood, her friends and parents often made sure that she wouldn't get hurt way too much. That was how clumsy she could be, but... it's hard to tell. Maybe it was a dream she suddenly remembered? No, that would be way too much of an epileptic tree theory.

"Maybe I'll check around and see what the fuzz is all about." Yes, she should do that. This was just all too weird. "I mean, this can't just be solved by sitting down in confusion, right?"

And so Yosafire got up from the bench she had been sitting on, starting her journey of finding out the mystery of the trains that had suddenly stopped. She felt like a character in a movie she had seen as a child, someone who also had wounded up in another place without knowing. Dorothy something. All Yosaf remembers is that the character had a little dog.

[kingoftheballpark]

New Beginnings // Open

Miyuki has practically spent all of his life, or specifically seventeen years, in the city of Kairos. Being a city boy, he enjoyed the crowds and the bustling excitement that seemed to give the city a unique spark. He belonged here; it felt right. He had friends and he did extremely well in his academics, but other than that he didn't have any other sort of extracurricular activities. Unless, of course, spending time at the arcade counted as such, but probably not. 

On some days, he'd much prefer to wander alone, and spend time with himself. On these days, he would find himself going to the park, strolling down the wooded paths or settling down comfortably on a small bench. Today, he noticed a group of kids playing an impromptu version of baseball. They used a rubber ball and a simple wooden bat, while the bases consisted of miscellaneous objects, such as hats and unworn jackets. 

Watching them, a sense of nostalgia seems to hit Miyuki. He could almost smell and see a baseball field in the back of his mind. It wasn't just any field also. It was the same one that he has been seeing for the minuscule amount of years that he has been living. It didn't make sense to him, because he had never left Kairos. There was no way he could've seen such a field. He brushed it off; perhaps it was just the summer heat getting to his head. 

Regardless, he enjoyed watching them play. It reminded him of his happy childhood, filled with an abundance of pleasant memories. Getting up from the bench, he decided that it was time to move on. There was plenty more for him to see, and a day doesn't last forever. He continued down the random path that he had chosen to walk on, wondering if he would meet someone new today. For some reason, something inside of him told him that he would. 

At that moment, as if by godly timing, he accidentally bumped shoulders with someone going in the opposite direction as him. 

[hmmhmmmhmm]

Disappointment [ Memory 01 : O P E N ]

"This much is enough, Akagi…"

Miraculous win. That’s how many of those who were present would s describe it. Throughout the match, almost until the last round it seemed like Akagi was losing but the one single tile changed it all. Akagi won the man he had been hoping to be a monster with ease. 

Yes, they said it was a miraculous win but Akagi knew better than that. There had been risks, of course, it wasn’t worth if it was otherwise. 

Ichikawa - old blind man that he had been facing was a mere husk of himself. He had lost most of his fortune, it was no wonder. Akagi had a feeling it wasn’t the first time he had seen a human in that kind of state. They said he couldn’t play another match anymore.

The two adults with him… Akagi only knew their names - Nangou and Yasuoka. Other than it seemed Akagi’s memory betrayed him. They were counting the money the game had earned them. It was no small sum either, anyone would be overjoyed, wouldn’t they?

And yet Akagi gave smile no smile, his appearance was finally that of a 13 year old. Like a child that had lost his favourite toy.

——-

The sunlight that cast through the leaves tickled the boy’s eyelids just enough to force them open. Akagi thought he had been dreaming but the feeling that lingered was different, more real than that. How odd...

His bed turned out to be a thick tree branch belonging to a large old, oak. Akagi would have stayed on his place but the odd scene still remained in his head parching his throat.

The oak stood in the middle of thick, green meadow so the shoes made no sound upon touching the ground. There were no flowers, only tall grass until the path at the end of his sight. Perhaps if his mood had been different Akagi could have enjoyed the scenery but now the boy waded through the grass without giving it much thought.

With his eyes on the ground the boy missed the person walking on the path. The collision was soft but it took a while for Akagi to raise his sight to the stranger.

"Sorry."

Flat tone, his attention still remained elsewhere. When he woke up from this momentary trance Akagi it still took another while to pick words before speaking:

"Water…. Do you have any?"

The look in his eyes from the memory still lingered on the boy’s face.

[promisedleader]

Budding Seeker

It made no sense! The day before had the same ordinary passage, but upon waking, Aichi had discovered himself in someone else's house. At least, that what it seemed to be. His most important possessions were there; phone, wallet - what he needed for survival, yet...

This landscape wasn't Kairos. He'd heard of Paralia, but never taken the opportunity to visit it. Somehow, this fitted the descriptions. But how did he get there? What would someone gain by sneaking in, removing him from home in his sleep and transferring him to their dwelling?

That superstition was quickly quelled upon checking online at the local news - apparently, numerous others had reported the swap. As if the two cities had been completely reversed!

He was eager to find out the cause, to understand the meaning behind all of this. And there were ulterior motives he had for wanting to get back to Kairos. But in sprinting to the station, he'd discovered the transfer was impossible. Apparently, according to the news feed on his phone, every way back was suffered the same.

Retreating towards the shore, his thoughts were scrambled. It wasn't as though he disliked Paralia; far from it, this tranquil setting was quite pleasant, but there was an anxious want to get back. A pedestrian ahead was the first that he'd been at a slow enough pace to encounter other than racing by.

"Excuse me... Do you... know what's going on?"

[afterlifesecondbase-blog]

Catch! [Open]

[Baseball training was quite harsh with this summer heat but Hinata was barely managing under the sunlight so his attention had been a bit over the place. He knew he wasn't the only one so training would probably be called off soon but until then, he needed to hold on. Right now, he was on the field and one of his teammates was on the bat.

Being under the blazing rays of the sun made the ordeal seem eternal as he was standing still. If he was moving around, maybe the heat would lessen by only a bit or at least that's what his mind was telling him right now.

Almost as if to reply to this thought of his, he heard the metallic sound of the aluminium bat making contact with the ball and when he looked up, the ball was hit so hard that it would surely fly past him so he didn't try to run for it. However, his reaction changed when he noticed that the trajectory of the ball was going to fall dangerously close to a passer by and he immediately started running towards them. His cap fell to the ground and he started shouting in hopes that they would react in time.]

Hey! Watch out!

[He knew he wouldn't make it in time but he hoped they were fast enough to realize they were in danger and dodge the ball or it would end up hitting them full on.]