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This has gotta be some kind of… screwed up dream…
[ There's lightly panicked breathing, albeit calm for one who has just woken up in a strange world. Adrenaline is high, but there's no one around for him to blame, nothing around for him to throw.
A blond man in bartending regalia lights a cigarette, unconcerned with the fact that the communications device is making a small documentary: Inside the Pocket, the untold story. There's a grunt of disproval, he obviously realizes something's amiss after a quiet beep alerts him to the piece of technology hidden from view. ]
What the hell is-… a phone…?
[ He's obviously stressed, his voice clipped, strained as though he's trying to keep his wits about him. The feed shakes, the image blurs from a violent motion, a rough hand locked around the camera. A thumb moves and you finally see the man's face.
… He looks quite angry, a tick at his brow, a twitch at his jaw where his teeth are clenched around the filter of his abused cigarette. Like an animal backed into a corner. ]
Spyin' on me now? Tch. I don't get it -- whaddaya want me to do?
[ The image takes on a new angle; Shizuo holds the camera up, pointing it down towards his face at a rather artistic angle and he stares up into it with a squint over his sunglasses as though trying to decipher an unintelligible code. ]
Well… fuck this. Fuck you. Like I'll make it that easy!
[ Expression darkening, the cigarette he can be seen holding snaps between his fingers. The device loses focus immediately, white noise flickering briefly when the uneven ground catches it, managing to land with its camera pointed up at grey sky.
Just in time to record the heel of a dress shoe dropping down on the lens. ]
Problem solved!
[ There's lightly panicked breathing, albeit calm for one who has just woken up in a strange world. Adrenaline is high, but there's no one around for him to blame, nothing around for him to throw.
A blond man in bartending regalia lights a cigarette, unconcerned with the fact that the communications device is making a small documentary: Inside the Pocket, the untold story. There's a grunt of disproval, he obviously realizes something's amiss after a quiet beep alerts him to the piece of technology hidden from view. ]
What the hell is-… a phone…?
[ He's obviously stressed, his voice clipped, strained as though he's trying to keep his wits about him. The feed shakes, the image blurs from a violent motion, a rough hand locked around the camera. A thumb moves and you finally see the man's face.
… He looks quite angry, a tick at his brow, a twitch at his jaw where his teeth are clenched around the filter of his abused cigarette. Like an animal backed into a corner. ]
Spyin' on me now? Tch. I don't get it -- whaddaya want me to do?
[ The image takes on a new angle; Shizuo holds the camera up, pointing it down towards his face at a rather artistic angle and he stares up into it with a squint over his sunglasses as though trying to decipher an unintelligible code. ]
Well… fuck this. Fuck you. Like I'll make it that easy!
[ Expression darkening, the cigarette he can be seen holding snaps between his fingers. The device loses focus immediately, white noise flickering briefly when the uneven ground catches it, managing to land with its camera pointed up at grey sky.
Just in time to record the heel of a dress shoe dropping down on the lens. ]
Problem solved!
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What song do you like the most?
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Have you ever heard it?
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I'd like to sometime. Music's nice.
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[He wished he had a piano, but he thought the violin would sound more beautiful at least. He disappears off screen for just a moment to fetch his violin and then he began to play a song that went like this]
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When it ends, he says nothing for a long moment, then smiles, really smiles. ] That was really nice, Brook-san. [ He leans back. ]
Thanks. I feel better now.
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[He gives him another tip of his hat.]
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... Maybe a lot of those animals though...
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[ He crosses an arm over his chest, tucking his hand into the crook of his elbow. Holding the camera aloft, he squints at it. ] The dock'd be a good place.
Why wait for us idiots' approval to play your music? Pisses me off.
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Who ever heard of a musician who doesn't play music? No one knows what to expect.
If you keep playin', there's bound to be someone who likes it.
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But I know what you mean. I may yet hold a concert at some point... or maybe just play at Marco's pub seeing as how I don't think there'd really be enough people here to hold a full out concert.
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The pub, though... [ Hong Kong mentioned the pub to him and a friend that could hook him up with a job. ] So Marco's the guy to talk to, huh?
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[video] BFAEWQGI BROOKE.
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It sort of just materializes.
[video] aiowueghlagjk crying omg HAHA.
[video] Best compliment I've had all week XD
[video] LOLOLOL YOU'RE WELCOME, he's precious jkafjajg
[video] Honestly, I've been unloading some of my best material on this thread XD
[video] HAHAHA i am so flattered! > UUU<b
[video] XD you're welcome! I think grumpy characters just bring the most out of him sometimes xD
[video] definitely brings out the best oinkfds so lovely.
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[video] excuse my random keysmashing lololol orz
[video] oh, it looked like a real word for a sec xD
[video] they're hidden messages for you * A*
[video] X3 thanks
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