What's the difference between self discovery and self destruction

[iamtetsuo]

WHO: Tetsuo Shima and YOU
WHERE: Any city; just place it in the subject line or mention it in a thread. He'll be doing a lot of roaming around.
WHEN: Month of September
WHAT: Catchall open log for chaos or general activities - Tetsuo's been unleashed on America and intends to play garrys mod with it. If you wanted an excuse to fight an out of control psychokinetic, here it is
WARNINGS: General villainy (property damage, violence, possible drug use mentions, theft...) and potentially interrupting Kanedas at the end of threads

[It's a brand new month, and a brand new start; and with it comes so many brand new ways to find trouble.

You can expect to find Tetsuo engaged in normal shenanigans, like any ordinary sixteen year old. Things like threatening natives! Causing accidents or generally ignoring all traffic laws! Raiding drug stores! Hanging around on park benches or generally wandering aimlessly! Suffering from extreme migraines! All this and more in your hometown!

He's taken his motorcycle and psychic powers and hit the streets of America on a quest for ... you know what, we just don't know. The good news is, beyond checking churches for Crane, and making sure that his (glove-covered) wrist could say CRIMINAL from here until forever, he doesn't seem to have any set goals in mind on what to do. All that's clear is he can do what he wants, and he's not taking no for an answer to anything.

Feel free to fight him, talk to him, join in, what have you -- you're free to stop him but he's going to either run at the end if it's clear he can't win, or get you out of the way somehow. If you'd like to change this, talk with me and we can work something out.

I'll throw starters out on request, but please feel free to make your own. If you'd like to fight, check out his permissions first, but this is a general invitation to fight without any preamble or excuses.]

Comments

[iamtetsuo]

[Yeah yeah YEAH he saw it already.]

You want an award for hitting a wave or something?

[Except godlike beings don't get laughed at. What the hell do you know, Tetsuo, you can't get past two skips. Don't be an asshole.]

[deadtective]

Hey, you're the fucking king of that. Just thought you should know your throne's in danger.

[YEAH TAKE THAT. her cheeks puff out petulantly and she hurls her next rock with more force than is necessary; it slices through the water in an ungainly fashion, but at least it manages a respectable three jumps. thank god.]

[iamtetsuo]

[Eventually he'll get three jumps and THEN who's the master of hitting waves huh?

Another two. Damn. Why is this hard?! Yet another thing he has to get better than her at... c'mon let him cheat let him cheat you know you want to have to listen to him gloating for ages let him cheat. Except she didn't hit a wave that time, and he can roll with that at least.]

You missed.

[deadtective]

[her head snaps to look at him so sharply it's a wonder that there isn't an accompanying snap of bone, expression caught somewhere between the previous petulance and disbelief. i-is he serious? IT WAS A FUCKING JOKE.]

You're not supposed to hit them, asshole.

[iamtetsuo]

[The fact he's laughing harder pretty much speaks for itself here.

Got you.]

[deadtective]

[. . .



he's kind of beat up, so throwing rocks at him is currently out of the question. she can, however, kick up a spray of sand right in his dumb face without any twinge of conscience. and that's exactly what she does with an impressively strangled noise of anger and frustration because, surprise! Hazel's just as easy to wind up as Tetsuo is when you know what buttons to push.]

[iamtetsuo]

[Vengeance is such a sweet thing.

Until he gets sand in his mouth. Then it's salty, gritty, and has him sputtering and coughing.]

[deadtective]

[now who's laughing, asshole? it's Hazel, and boy is she laughing. it's a wonder she hasn't toppled over yet with how hard she's going.]

[iamtetsuo]

[Oh you bitch.

Well two people can kick sand around. How old are these two again?]

[deadtective]

[old enough that they were allowed out of the house unsupervised, apparently.

one of the great perks about being dead is that she can't feel the discomforts of sand to the face anymore. go on, sling as much as you want, she'll just power right through it!! which is actually why she drops down into a crouch briefly to scoop up as big an armful of beach as she can manage. you better ruuuun, shitbag.]

it always comes to this doesn't it

[iamtetsuo]

[Spits out the last of the sand, glaring.

Fuck no he's not running. He's getting his own ammo, though he's at a slight speed penalty to bending down to get it. For crying out, what's this girl made of?! She doesn't ever seem to react to a thing!

On second thought, don't take that null off Hazel, that's a bad idea.]

it's kind of inevitable

[deadtective]

[oh man, is he bending down too? what a perfect opportunity to just chuck her entire burden at him. Hazel aims it less at his face and more to (hopefully) get a good portion of his back too, so that when he stands up some of it will inevitably slide into his pants. there's no retaliation she's afraid of, so this plan really has zero downsides.]

[iamtetsuo]

[Behold Tetsuo, destroyer of traffic, public menace.

See him give an undignified yelp at Hazel being able to do this before he does. See his eyes widen as he immediately straightens, winces, and then realizes he literally has sand everywhere on him now.

He does throw all his sand at her, too, but gah!!]

You -!

[deadtective]

[she rocks back on her heels and howls with laughter for a moment, too preoccupied with her mirth to immediately stand. when she does she spreads her arms out, like some kind of victorious king rising through showers of gold.]

What? Come on, use your words!

[it doesn't matter that this is going to be a pain in the ass to clean up later. what's important is that she can't feel it and he is so mad.]

[iamtetsuo]

[Mad's kinda his default state, isn't it?]

You're going to regret that.

[How fast do you run, Hazel?]

[deadtective]

I gave that up a loooong time ago. It really got in the way of everything.

[run? why? she's perfectly content right where she is, thank you so much.]

[iamtetsuo]

[Okay wait, what?]

Gave that up...? What's that even mean?

[deadtective]

I don't do regrets. Full steam ahead, sort out the fuckups later.

[of which this is most certainly not one, but you know. general principle.]

[iamtetsuo]

[walks closer. He's ... Nah, apparently there is no thinking ahead on future misery here, because he's moving a bit into the surf.]

You don't, huh?

[deadtective]

Nope. It's going to be all wrong most of the time anyway, so why bother thinking about it?

[her very existence was a fuckup, and Hazel felt that she was followed by pretty abysmal luck. what was the point in dwelling on all the mistakes that she'd made, or would make in the future? they were hers here and no one else's, and that was really all that mattered. she was making her own choices, no matter how bad.

in the sand firefight she'd lost her grip on the last few stones in her hand. she crouches to retrieve them, intending to hurl them all into the water at once for one last big splash.]

[iamtetsuo]

[A sentiment that, if voiced, Tetsuo could understand. Agree with.

But it's not. And Tetsuo is too busy seeking vengeance to pay that much attention to what she's saying. Even though, this time, he probably should be. All he's noticing is his chance comes as she bends back over again, and he seizes it instantly, kicking wet sand and possibly seawater right into her face.]

[deadtective]

[yeeep, that's definitely seawater mixed in there as it splashes all over her face just as she looks up again. it streaks down her cheeks, leaving ugly trails of sand and salt as she levels possibly the flattest look known to man at Tetsuo. if anything, she sounds mildly unimpressed.]

Really?

[that's all you've got, dude? look how little it bothers her, she's even standing up and throwing those rocks to make a big splash before even making a motion to wipe that shit off her face.

(even if it doesn't physically bother her, this is another tick in the vengeance escalation list. she's not forgetting.)]

[iamtetsuo]

[What does he have to do to get a normal person reaction??]

That's it?? What do you mean, really?!

[deadtective]

I hope this isn't you bringing your A game to this, that's all.

[it's really not fair for Hazel to be abusing her physical insensitivity like this...or at least laughing about it the way she does. too bad, because it's pretty damn funny.]

[iamtetsuo]

[This face. This face forever.]