Shū Tsukiyama (月山 習) | ɢᴏᴜʀᴍᴇᴛ (
preybeforemeals) wrote2014-11-24 01:47 am
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Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *action,
- *video,
- @bertholt fubar,
- @carter blake,
- @cecil palmer,
- @france,
- @greed,
- @kayneth archibald el-melloi,
- @kazuichi banjou,
- @labrys,
- @makoto naegi,
- @meridiana everett,
- @micchy kureshima,
- @nagi naoe,
- @veronica madaraki,
- also mirabella,
- and so no one should criticize me,
- ganbatte tsukiyama-san,
- gentleman of wealth and taste,
- he left escapism hell for this,
- his goddamn life right now,
- jfc he's an eyesore,
- next pokemon master right here,
- this is going swimmingly,
- this is gonna go immediately tits-up,
- tsukiyama no,
- why is this a thing,
- winning
002. [Video/Action for Goldenrod City]
[Well, it seems that Tsukiyama has finally left whatever hellhole he's buried himself in for the last couple of weeks; he hasn't been out nearly as much as he'd normally like – really, he hasn't been out at all unless it's been absolutely necessary – but it seems that today he's decided that if he's going to bury himself in several layers of escapist fantasy, he might as well do it outside rather than behind the locked doors of a hotel room.
...That, and he's run out of reading material.
The feed from Tsukiyama's device today opens with a slow pan over some of what he's managed to find in his attempt to stave off boredom; after a moment, his voice can be heard over the video.]
I'm finding myself a bit at a loss, really – if nothing else, I'm unsure whether I should be impressed or offended.
[To his credit, he sounds more amused than anything; after a moment he turns the camera around to actually get him in the shot. He seems well enough, if a bit exasperated.]
They seem to have things such as The Metamorphosis and Battle Royale as well, things that don't seem to have changed much just judging by the title, but I'm sure there's some sort of completely hideous difference in there that will make itself known eventually. For now I think I'm just grateful that I haven't found anything like The Black Gogoat's Egg...I'm sure it would be by someone like Takatsuki Sentret, while we're at it.
[Because this place is a travesty like that.]
From what I've seen, the film selection isn't much better... Tell me if you've found anything particularly interesting during your time here, will you? I don't particularly mind if it's a pun-entrenched mess; if anything, I'm a little curious about how badly they've managed to butcher things.
[Granted, he's not entirely sure how this is going to go, given that there's apparently a market for things like Sharpedonado around here and as such he is effectively asking for recommendations from people who find things like that to be high art, but you know what, live a little.]
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[It's a little overcast today but it's not too cold, and as such he can be found sitting in one of the squares near the department store; there's a café nearby that he's come to like, even if it's not Anteiku (because nothing is quite like Anteiku, even if he'd never really frequented the place as much as some it had its charms, he can't deny that), and he's claimed one of the outdoor tables with a book laid nearby and a cup of something that steams in front of him. As usual, he's a little hard to miss – which is really just a polite way of saying that he's still something of an eyesore, but at least it looks like there was an attempt today and the entire ensemble is blessedly argyle-free.
He's not reading the book he's got laid out, though once in a while he looks at it in a way that implies he's tempted to at least see how much of a shitshow it's surely going to be; for now, his time seems to be given to actually taking the time to savor the joy that is pumpkin-spice everything while it lasts (as long as we all take the word "joy" to mean "experience that involves drinking that coffee once in a while like he's not sure if it's poison, only to set it down and look at it funny and be clearly unsure in its general direction...but for some reason he can't stop drinking it once in a while anyway") and...once in a while swatting away a really persistent Klefki that is hovering near his head.
She doesn't seem to mind the swatting; if anything, she's seeming to find it to be a game of some sort, and she keeps coming back and...unlatching, for lack of a better word, for the sake of waving one of the keys she's found in his general direction with the happiest damn noise because NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
SHE FOUND A PRETTY ONE AREN'T YOU PROUD OF HER.
...After a while the implications of that will sink in, however, and...]
...Mirabella...
[Surely she hasn't.]
Mirabella, amore – exactly where have you been getting those...?
[If he has gotten some sort of kleptomaniac keyring he swears to god - ]
...That, and he's run out of reading material.
The feed from Tsukiyama's device today opens with a slow pan over some of what he's managed to find in his attempt to stave off boredom; after a moment, his voice can be heard over the video.]
I'm finding myself a bit at a loss, really – if nothing else, I'm unsure whether I should be impressed or offended.
[To his credit, he sounds more amused than anything; after a moment he turns the camera around to actually get him in the shot. He seems well enough, if a bit exasperated.]
They seem to have things such as The Metamorphosis and Battle Royale as well, things that don't seem to have changed much just judging by the title, but I'm sure there's some sort of completely hideous difference in there that will make itself known eventually. For now I think I'm just grateful that I haven't found anything like The Black Gogoat's Egg...I'm sure it would be by someone like Takatsuki Sentret, while we're at it.
[Because this place is a travesty like that.]
From what I've seen, the film selection isn't much better... Tell me if you've found anything particularly interesting during your time here, will you? I don't particularly mind if it's a pun-entrenched mess; if anything, I'm a little curious about how badly they've managed to butcher things.
[Granted, he's not entirely sure how this is going to go, given that there's apparently a market for things like Sharpedonado around here and as such he is effectively asking for recommendations from people who find things like that to be high art, but you know what, live a little.]
[ACTION]
[It's a little overcast today but it's not too cold, and as such he can be found sitting in one of the squares near the department store; there's a café nearby that he's come to like, even if it's not Anteiku (because nothing is quite like Anteiku, even if he'd never really frequented the place as much as some it had its charms, he can't deny that), and he's claimed one of the outdoor tables with a book laid nearby and a cup of something that steams in front of him. As usual, he's a little hard to miss – which is really just a polite way of saying that he's still something of an eyesore, but at least it looks like there was an attempt today and the entire ensemble is blessedly argyle-free.
He's not reading the book he's got laid out, though once in a while he looks at it in a way that implies he's tempted to at least see how much of a shitshow it's surely going to be; for now, his time seems to be given to actually taking the time to savor the joy that is pumpkin-spice everything while it lasts (as long as we all take the word "joy" to mean "experience that involves drinking that coffee once in a while like he's not sure if it's poison, only to set it down and look at it funny and be clearly unsure in its general direction...but for some reason he can't stop drinking it once in a while anyway") and...once in a while swatting away a really persistent Klefki that is hovering near his head.
She doesn't seem to mind the swatting; if anything, she's seeming to find it to be a game of some sort, and she keeps coming back and...unlatching, for lack of a better word, for the sake of waving one of the keys she's found in his general direction with the happiest damn noise because NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
SHE FOUND A PRETTY ONE AREN'T YOU PROUD OF HER.
...After a while the implications of that will sink in, however, and...]
...Mirabella...
[Surely she hasn't.]
Mirabella, amore – exactly where have you been getting those...?
[If he has gotten some sort of kleptomaniac keyring he swears to god - ]
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It's something Tsukiyama's always found interesting in people, at any rate; he'd likely find it to be such even if Greed hadn't told him all the...ah, everything, regarding species.]
Aren't they just? I'm never really sure how I feel about the ones based on manmade objects.
[He swats vaguely at her again as he speaks; she continues to give not a fuck.]
A pleasure to meet you in person, Greed-san.
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That being said, he doesn't look particularly concerned given the last conversation the two had together.]
I have one that's a... ah, what was the word again, a computer program? It's a little hard to explain, but I've seen the floating swords, too.
[He tips his head in acknowledgement, though, giving a faint smile.]
Likewise, Tsukiyama. I'm surprised we haven't run into each other sooner.
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Ah, but the swords are useful, at least! I used one back home once in a while - although needless to say, I'm not used to standing back and giving them commands as opposed to wielding one in the way I'm used to.
[Granted, most swords aren't wielded like the one he's used to, but...]
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Used to have one? Did you trade it for something else?
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It's a little complicated.
somehow I completely misread that tag
It's none of my business.
You've been doing well, I take it? I'll admit, after having a visit from the world's most confusing joke last month I'm not sure what to make of this place anymore.
no worries!
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And every time it seems like it's going a bit too slowly paced, something usually happens.
[He's going to take a seat now, though, so he's not standing around talking the entire time. Greed doesn't mind standing out a little, but that would draw a little too much attention to them.]
It's an adjustment, but not a bad one.
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And what sort of things are you used to dealing with back home, if you don't mind? I'm curious about what contributes to a more interesting pace, as you're concerned.
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[He's aware the answer is annoyingly vague, so he continues after a moment, mimicking Tsukiyama's posture.]
I've seen my fair share of conflict, you could say. I was forced out of it for a time for reasons beyond my control, and I was doing what I could to change that once I got back into the game.
Things didn't go quite as planned and now I'm here.
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"Things didn't go quite as planned and now we're here" seems to be a common theme, n'est-ce pas?
As does the conflict, actually. Surprisingly so.
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I haven't spoken to everyone here, but for the most part, it seems people aren't from worlds like this. I don't know if it's an attempt at giving people peaceful lives or boring us to death, but either way it's something that's interested me for months.
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But Greed doesn't know Tsukiyama well enough to know that.]
So it seems. I'd say that's rather unfortunate, to be honest.
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Who knows? Maybe I'll find my own adventure here. Granted, the last one was a little overwhelming, but it was definitely an experience, wasn't it?
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[And then he pauses, thoughtful.]
Actually, come to think of it, from what I've been told we're going to get another strange occurrence again soon. I was told the pattern is every six months or so, and that was when the last one happened in May.
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People who aren't normally here will sometimes show up. Just for a few days, and then they're gone again.
And those who are like me will usually return to being whatever they were before coming here.
The problem is that the memories of what happen then are pretty fuzzy. I can't tell you most of what happened on that weekend.
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He seems to have latched on to part of it, judging by the way he suddenly goes very attentive and his words pick up speed when he speaks; it's...likely not the part that Greed wanted him to latch on to, but then Tsukiyama doesn't tend to make anyone's lives easier, does he.]
Is there any pattern to the people who appear? Are they just...random, or are they relevant to us?
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It seems to be people who are relevant to us.
I can't guarantee that the people you miss from home will show up here, but they often do, from what I've heard. I've experienced it myself.
[Granted, both situations had been weird, but Tsukiyama doesn't need to know that.]
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[He settles back in his chair a bit at that; he seems to remember then that he has coffee with him, and he takes a drink of it as he mulls that over.]
There are a few people from home that I would quite like to see again; I miss them quite a bit.
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Maybe they'll show up. It's hard to tell with these things.
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...He's still looking at that drink funny when he sets it down because what the hell is that even supposed to taste like, but. Anyway.]
It won't be a tragedy if they don't. I'll go back to them eventually and I won't even remember having been gone, and we can pick up exactly where we left off...it would just be nice, that's all.
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You can never tell.
Maybe you'll end up lucky.
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Is it really luck if they're only here for a few days?
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