Old Kes Star Trek toy
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Old Kes Star Trek toy
Unopened
Show didn't do well but his toy is still together and very cool
this is completely unBEARable // open post
Distractions are in every direction the boy looks in new cities; such like Iunctum, there are many new buildings, shops, and roads he didn’t know where to go first! Well, honestly, he could go to that new apartment where he is supposed to be living, but… Eh! He didn’t really feel like it at the moment, since there seems to be so much to do- he might as well take advantage of it, right?
He stops in the middle of the sidewalk, the noises of an arcade ring in his ears- the games he didn’t really care about at the moment; when he turns his head he notices one of the crane machines parked right outside of the doors. Eyes suddenly sparkling, he rushes up to the machine, and with his face pressed against the glass he takes a gander at all the plushies piled inside behind the glass.
First reaction: To call all the plushies cute. Second reaction: he MUST try to get one of those adorable bears inside of it. In goes a quarter into the machine, and his first attempt to use the claw to grab one of the animals- ended up being a failure.
In goes a second quarter… A third… Soon the boy just steps back, and in frustration he stomps his foot on the concrete ground, “Aaahh, this is so unfair!! Why does it have to be so hard to get…” Pouting, he takes out a lollipop from his jacket to unwrap it, and put it in his mouth. He turns around, and at the first glance of the next person he sees he grabs their wrist [or sleeve], and tugs on it gently.
“Hey, hey.” He calls to them, “Heyy, heyyy!! Can you help me—“ he points to the machine, “There’s a reaaally cute bear I want, but it’s soo hard to get. Pleease?”
❀ i take my coffee black, like my soul. [open]
Winter really is the devils season. Despite the numerous religious holidays that took place during the cold months, there was absolutely no denying it. At least that was Heisuke's perspective. Although he had to admit that with the medicinal and technological advances that had been made since his time, it wasn't quite as terrible as it used to be. His attitude at the moment, however, was just as negative as it had always been, if not worse.
He had not yet purchased any of this "modern clothing" that seemed to be all the rage now, and he'd left the house with the intention of finally obtaining some. But of course, this being the holiday season and whatnot, he failed to take into account how crowded and busy the streets would be. On top of all that, he'd paid a visit to a coffee shop while he waited for the crowds to hopefully begin to thin out as the day went on, only to find that coffee was not nearly as good as he'd ben led to believe. Even so, he still held it since it was a great source of warmth.
He leaned against the side of a building now, out of the path of the streams of people, grasping his steaming cup closely. He really should brave the mobs soon just so he can find some thicker clothes, as his tattered, outdated robes were no longer as cozy as they used to be. As he skimmed the ongoing current of people in search of a gap to fall into, he noticed someone reaching toward his coffee cup. Initially, he thought they intended to steal it... until they opened their palm above it and dropped a small amount of coinage into it, and walked away.
Heisuke stood looking into the depths of this cup for a few seconds, processing what had just occurred. Did they.. think he was homeless? What just happened?!
"H-Hey!" He called after them, angry and mildly embarrassed, "I don't need your money! I don't need your pity!"
Without thinking, he hurled the cup at the culprit. As it soared, its contents rained down upon a few innocent bystanders, and the cup itself nailed it's target in the head.
"A-Aw crap," Heisuke gasped, running to the victim who now lay, stunned on the sidewalk.
"Hey! Are you okay? Th-That was an accident I swear, I didn't know I could aim like that!"
snow aint the only thing that's falling [open]
Komaeda had never been one to sensationalize Christmas, at least not that he recalled. Of course, that could be attributed to the fact that he had no one to celebrate it with, but the point remained- he'd usually let it come and go as any other day. Which is why he was rather surprised to find himself anticipating the holiday this year. Maybe it was because he had a family to spend it with this time around, or maybe starting a new life had given him a reason to try being excited about it for a change. Either way, this heightened holiday spirit had him doing all kinds of things he would normally turn his nose up at.
For example... gathering festive decor. No, not buying. Gathering. He'd yet to secure a job, and asking for money from his parents would mean taking money that could otherwise be spent on his gifts. So he'd taken it upon himself to obtain decorations without breaking the bank. In fact, he was on his way home from a particularly fruitful scavenge. Though his fingers were dripping blood from picking holly, his palms were sticky from the sap of pine cones and pine branches, and he had splinters in places he'd rather not speak of from climbing trees in search of mistletoe, he still carried a smile along with all of his treasures.
As he grinned down at the many plants and fungi in his arms and counted his loot, he failed to notice that he was on a collision course with another citizen until he felt the impact of their body. His precious decorations spilled from his arms and were scattered every which way as he fell on top of the poor passerby. They landed in a rather compromising position with Komaeda on top of the other, his scrawny form splayed over them completely. He groaned in pain and heaved his torso off of them, looking down apologetically.
"Ah- I'm sorry! That was my fault, I should have paid attention to where i was go-"
He fell silent as a movement from above caught his eye. He glanced upward, as it appeared to be something stuck in his hair. He had to blink a few times to make sure he was seeing it right, but as luck would have it, one of the fronds of mistletoe was dangling over him and the stranger from a lock of his hair. He was... impressed. A bit shocked, but impressed.
"Ahaha... what are the odds?" He laughed, completely nonchalant. After all, this was to be expected from someone of his circumstances!
No longer a Ruler || Open
When Gaius arrived at Iunctum, he was taken aback by how organized things were. After years of war, It made him remember when he peacefully ruled over his world, Rieze Maxia. Being surrounded by technology, he also made connections to Elympios, and reminisced about this one group that managed to change his life forever. "I wonder..."
It occurred to him that someone from that group may be here, just as well as he is. With these thoughts in mind, he grasped the paper which stated his apartment and the name of his husband and headed there.
"...A husband, huh?"
In all those years, the thought of having a husband, or a partner of any kind, never crossed his mind. Gaius never had a normal childhood, clashing in battles and leading armies ever since he was twelve. He had so much in his mind, and so many matters to attend to, that he didn't really have time for stuff like that. "This will be entertaining."
Arriving at his apartment building, he checked his apt. number again, and even after seeing it was on the fifth floor, Gaius decided to take the stairs...
beware of those guys voiced by hino satoshi that never open their eyes
Having only just arrived to a new, strange place and being told that you have a child to take care of as well as a spouse (who hasn't arrived yet in this case), it's only natural for one's first instinct to be to check out the local cuisine. There are plenty of street food vendors scattered across the city and of course, Kamui makes it a point to visit every single one. After going through and sampling his fourth dish, he's barely able to continue on his stroll in search for the next one when someone so foolishly bumps into his shoulder.
Now, normally he wouldn't react with anything past a snide remark and a quick glance, but feeling particularly mischievous today, raises his arm from his side. Placing his hand gently on the other's back, he violently pushes them forward with a powerful motion, causing them to fall over onto the cart of food as it topples over. Admiring his work, Kamui walks closer to the scene of the disaster with a cheerful expression. As his umbrella shields him from the sun and casts a dark shadow over his features, looking down at the poor civilian truly does make him much more imposing than normal.
"Oh my, looks like you've ruined it."
"What ever will you do now?"
lost || open
☆*・゜゚・* It was only suppose to be a short excursion into the city after dropping off his belongings in the apartment where his supposed husband and child were suppose to greet him, smiling, with their arms open. To which, Mikoshiba would reply, "I'm here, my darlings." Flowers would bloom around the house and maybe he would be able to move all his figures in without anyone knowing.
None of that happened of course: not the short excursion, not the smiling family, not the flowers blooming, nor the establishment of his shelf of figures. His smile and hopes were instead greeted by an empty house, and he felt such a burning embarrassment at his own naivete that he (gently) threw his bags into the apartment and ran out.
He ran so far that he could no longer see the apartment complex. In other words, he had thrown himself into an even worse situation. A few hours passed this way: him wandering around, too timid to ask a stranger for directions. Eventually, the sky grew dark and his fear overruled his shyness.
He lightly tapped the shoulder of stranger passing by, and asked, in a small voice, "C-can you direct me to a-apartment block one?"
You Had One Job {Open!}
One condition in this new world was to maintain a day based activity. The choices had a variety to say the least, from working at a fine establishment to continuing learning as a student. Hinata, far from the most studious high school student out there, often preserved a decent enough grade to stay in the volleyball team, choose a different route. After a large portion of the day wasted from this tedious selection of a job he had to maintain, he finally came to a conclusion. He was going to be a mascot.
Yes, a mascot. The poor sap who was suckered into wearing some obscure suit for perhaps a sports team or some company as their company symbol. Why would someone willing choose such a career? The first year was certainly a ball of energy, one that had to expel the energy and didn’t have the finest people skills. He always found the mascot idea appealing and something that he could do effortlessly and achieve sells on top of that. At this very moment, the boy was outside the local Domino’s Pizza in a giant pizza slice costume with coupons in his hands.
“Please come to Domino’s Pizza tonight! We’re offering a buy one large pizza and get the second one half price! It’s only for tonight though!” With his free hand, he waved a coupon up in the air, his voice naturally loud brought up a few notches to reach more people and a smile plastered on his face. Genuine smiles and a clear voice were only two ways to get noticed by the costumes.
A sudden gust of wind plucked up, sweeping up some papers from the stack and the one suspended in the air. An audible gasp escaped from him as his eyes locked on the papers that were above him. If his attention was a little more broad, he may have seen the person that was near him, walking. As soon as he turned and started to run in the direction of the airborne papers, he rammed right smack into the person. He fell back and released the papers in instinct.
“I’m so sorry about that! That was completely my fault! I should’ve paid attention to everywhere like right in front of me!” He blurted out, his expression one of shock and utter embarrassment. What an idiot move! He was supposed to attract customers, not run into them! What a funny sight for anyone who was present to see a giant pizza slice slam right into another person.