Shima Tetsuo [ 島 鉄雄 ] (
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Entry tags:
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † ikki minami | sky king,
- † kaidan alenko | sentinel,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † ken amada | n/a,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † mewtwo | n/a,
- † perry the platypus | agent p,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † tetsuo shima | n/a,
- † the (twelfth) doctor | n/a,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon
There must be a future that we can choose
WHO: Tetsuo and YOU
WHERE: Nonah
WHEN: Plot Pull Plot
WHAT: Open Log for said plot
WARNINGS: Spoilers
[Those who know Tetsuo typically know him as a young man with black hair, typically dyed white with blue-frosted tips these days. Large forehead, very intense eyes when focused.
The kid wandering around now, lost and more than a little dazed, is most of these things. He's the exact same (entirely unchanged) height, if a little more muscular. He's also a silvery blue all over.
And he seems a lot more vacant than before, distracted by the weirdest things. Sometimes, he'll catch sight of his hand, and clench it closer to his body. Sometimes, he'll seem to just watch someone, most likely Kaneda, with a more mature kind of sadness than he should know how to feel. Sometimes he'll forget stuff about eating just because it's been a while since he had his body. His mind's just as easily miles away as it is in the moment. When he talks, he sounds humbler than he does even after death.
And when he first gets here.. he probably won't have clothing, so he'll need to borrow stuff.]
a; Wandering in a park.
[Light and life press down on him, overwhelming compared to the vast quiet. This isn't Neo Tokyo- too green, too friendly, and yet it feels so jarringly dissonant that it's impossible to not immediately tell this is somewhere he's not supposed to be. Tetsuo stands still, a statue despite his small stature, marveling at the sensation of cold wind wrapping around him.
It's been a long time since he felt cold. He doesn't seem to care, reaching one hand up to catch a branch through his fingers - he has FINGERS now - eyeing a new leaf on it.
He can't see it now, but his head knows there's patterns there, intricate shapes woven together deeper and deeper through this leaf. He can't see it now, but the wind blowing it out of his grasp holds infinite possibilities, uncountable variables... but just one path it can ever take. He can't see any of this now, the way he's come to understand a world. And that's normal, he figures, this is how he should feel. No one's supposed to know what this tree is, anymore than the rocks or the sky.
He lets his hand drop, head tilted upwards to watch clouds drift lazily in scattered patches across a stretch of blue.
It's not enough, somehow.]
America... huh?
b; Nonah 05
[He's around less than usual, but Tetsuo's still claimed his spot here. If he's not sightseeing, he could be anything from lying on the couch with his eyes half-closed, mind a million miles away, curiously poking around as if he's never been here before, lying down in the back yard, or checking over his bike all over again for the novelty of it. Or messing around with rocks in the yard, levitating them in weird patterns for Tetsuo reasons.
One thing he's not doing is playing video games, or poking around at his comm. Actually, has he even touched his comm? Is he aware of how it works?]
c; Exploring
[Compared to so many other revelations in his life, this one barely seems weird. He's human. He's got a form. He can act again on a planet, instead of be. And you might find this weirdly spacey blue kid wandering the streets, checking into businesses just to see what they are.
Or you might see him getting waylaid by extremely interested natives with a million questions, or comments, and doing his best to get rid of the flock of people. Pushing through them doesn't seem to work. Telling them he's not interested also doesn't. Telling them off in harsher tones ALSO does nothing. Walking away ... nah. Taking off only gets phones trained on him.
He lands on a roof, or over the building to duck into the first place he sees just to be left alone.]
WILDCARD - feel free to throw up more starters or ask for a specific one.
WHERE: Nonah
WHEN: Plot Pull Plot
WHAT: Open Log for said plot
WARNINGS: Spoilers
[Those who know Tetsuo typically know him as a young man with black hair, typically dyed white with blue-frosted tips these days. Large forehead, very intense eyes when focused.
The kid wandering around now, lost and more than a little dazed, is most of these things. He's the exact same (entirely unchanged) height, if a little more muscular. He's also a silvery blue all over.
And he seems a lot more vacant than before, distracted by the weirdest things. Sometimes, he'll catch sight of his hand, and clench it closer to his body. Sometimes, he'll seem to just watch someone, most likely Kaneda, with a more mature kind of sadness than he should know how to feel. Sometimes he'll forget stuff about eating just because it's been a while since he had his body. His mind's just as easily miles away as it is in the moment. When he talks, he sounds humbler than he does even after death.
And when he first gets here.. he probably won't have clothing, so he'll need to borrow stuff.]
a; Wandering in a park.
[Light and life press down on him, overwhelming compared to the vast quiet. This isn't Neo Tokyo- too green, too friendly, and yet it feels so jarringly dissonant that it's impossible to not immediately tell this is somewhere he's not supposed to be. Tetsuo stands still, a statue despite his small stature, marveling at the sensation of cold wind wrapping around him.
It's been a long time since he felt cold. He doesn't seem to care, reaching one hand up to catch a branch through his fingers - he has FINGERS now - eyeing a new leaf on it.
He can't see it now, but his head knows there's patterns there, intricate shapes woven together deeper and deeper through this leaf. He can't see it now, but the wind blowing it out of his grasp holds infinite possibilities, uncountable variables... but just one path it can ever take. He can't see any of this now, the way he's come to understand a world. And that's normal, he figures, this is how he should feel. No one's supposed to know what this tree is, anymore than the rocks or the sky.
He lets his hand drop, head tilted upwards to watch clouds drift lazily in scattered patches across a stretch of blue.
It's not enough, somehow.]
America... huh?
b; Nonah 05
[He's around less than usual, but Tetsuo's still claimed his spot here. If he's not sightseeing, he could be anything from lying on the couch with his eyes half-closed, mind a million miles away, curiously poking around as if he's never been here before, lying down in the back yard, or checking over his bike all over again for the novelty of it. Or messing around with rocks in the yard, levitating them in weird patterns for Tetsuo reasons.
One thing he's not doing is playing video games, or poking around at his comm. Actually, has he even touched his comm? Is he aware of how it works?]
c; Exploring
[Compared to so many other revelations in his life, this one barely seems weird. He's human. He's got a form. He can act again on a planet, instead of be. And you might find this weirdly spacey blue kid wandering the streets, checking into businesses just to see what they are.
Or you might see him getting waylaid by extremely interested natives with a million questions, or comments, and doing his best to get rid of the flock of people. Pushing through them doesn't seem to work. Telling them he's not interested also doesn't. Telling them off in harsher tones ALSO does nothing. Walking away ... nah. Taking off only gets phones trained on him.
He lands on a roof, or over the building to duck into the first place he sees just to be left alone.]
WILDCARD - feel free to throw up more starters or ask for a specific one.
sorry, you said running and my mind immediately went here
it was better to pretend like nothing had happened. run away from the problem, like always.
and so, eventually, once he's got that other app started up, Hazel finally shakes back to life. she tilts her head to the side, leaning over to get a better look at the screen to catch up with whatever he's been doing while she was lapsing in her own insecurities.]
Shit, is that fucking QWOP? Don't play that.
excellent
Why not?
[Too late. He pushes one of the four buttons, rewarded by the guy shooting his leg up. And then falling. And falling faster. And plowing into the ground.]
...
"i'll see where this keeps going" you said. well the answer is legs up on the race track.
Never mind. You fucking knock yourself out with this if you want to.
The adventure never ends. Please stop the adventure.
I don't understand this!
command not recognized
[depending on how frustrated he gets she might step in with some basic help. right now, though, she's just enjoying the spectacle.]
Adventure no
How do you do this??
adventure ho more like
[just wait until he starts windmilling up into the sky this is gonna be great.]
adventure needs to slow the fuck down
[It falls so slowly, too...]
adventure lost its brakes years ago
adventure better crash into a stop light or try to coast or something
[Push button, push another button, die.]
adventure's going to try and jump the bridge instead
that's one way to stop adventure's continuing journey
Go forwards!
[And leans more.. and more...]
not if it sticks the landing
[HAZEL YOU'RE NOT HELPING]
at least it'll be too far away for us to deal with it
He's barely alive, almost tipped too far backwards, but it's really hard to push buttons on the mobile version.]
or so you hope
[COME ON YOU CAN DO IT PLAY THE SUGGESTION SHE NEVER INTENDED TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY]
bye adventure
This would be easier if he didn't have to hold it, huh.... hmm. Experimentally, he lets go of it, letting it float...]
hello adventurequest 2016
I'm not questing to get adventure back
[He can push both sides easier this way. He hasn't found the magic combo and timing to move the legs yet, so ... no, no help yet.]
who said this was an optional quest
[not that she's complaining...]
i know how to beat the system
What's wrong with this guy's legs?
but do you know how to beat me
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Stupid game anyway.
no subject
[from the devastated look that Hazel is plastering on her face, you'd think it was her country that just got deprive glorious international sports recognition.]
guess what
[Don't you even start with him about olympics. What's this next button- oh, calendar. closing out. Next one?]
the answer is no
Not with that attitude he's not.
That's how I can beat you
by losing?
nah, by taking the topic away and therefore your option to keep arguing about it
little do you know that this is how we're going to save adventure
the stars are not in position can't do it not today
too bad we're doing it anyway
nah
hell yeah
but why though
why not
cause.
cause why
cause the end
cause there is no end. ftfy
probably true
too true
truth doesn't stop
it really should though
but then the world would be false
that's acceptable
the world can't be false and still exist, it needs a true variable
that's what i'm here for
you make the world true
they didn't codename my lynchpin for nothing
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i'm really sorry
apologize to kaneda
one thousand apologies kaneda-sama
hazel why would you even
she wants to make smoked eel ok
she wants to get ejected out of the house more like
could anyone in good conscience unleash her on the rest of the world though
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