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WHO: Yoite & Open
WHERE: Around the City, away from his normal haunts.
WHEN: March 11 2011 - Friday; Evening
WARNINGS: Yoite's emoing? Will edit if this changes.
SUMMARY: Returning to the City seems like it was possibly a bad idea.
FORMAT: Para!
It wasn't too surprising, coming back to finding nothing had changed, and having there be no real reason for his leaving except the sort of restlessness he always felt in this place. Even when he was somewhere familiar or somewhere unfamiliar, the fact that he wasn't supposed to be alive any more hung over his head, and even if people tried to convince him otherwise, it was long ago that he made a choice to make his wish to never have existed in the first place. He was alive, when in all seriousness, he should be both erased in his own world and dead in this one. But luck didn't like being on his side, and he was stuck in this hell on earth, in a body that did nothing but complain and ache, and with a natural disposition to harm others even if he didn't mean to, because he truly could only do more wrong than good.
With these thoughts in mind, he'd decided to take a walk around town; seemed to be all he did these days, waiting for death, or waiting for some rumor of a wish granter to reach his ears, so that he could once again start working toward a goal he could believe in, rather than drift around in some state between life and death, being ok some days and pretending to be ok all the rest. Even as he tried, he never had desired a normal life. Didn't deserve it.
So, for the day, he would distance himself from all things that were normal for him, seeking out places far from Awesome Base, stopping by parks, walking the streets, going through alleys, head hanging low as he tried to look as small as possible to not attract any attention. After all, no one would look twice at someone like him- shouldn't anyway. Tall, and pale, with dark hair and dark clothing. It was how someone who wanted to blend into a crowd and disappear would dress, and it had always served him well before. So, he wandered the City, not looking up at any one, stopping to look in shop windows every now and then, or finding places to sit down and look at the sky. He truly just needed a distraction.
[OOC: Please specify where you want to meet him in your post! :3 Streets, parks, hell, even graveyards or really bad neighborhoods. I'm not picky!]
WHERE: Around the City, away from his normal haunts.
WHEN: March 11 2011 - Friday; Evening
WARNINGS: Yoite's emoing? Will edit if this changes.
SUMMARY: Returning to the City seems like it was possibly a bad idea.
FORMAT: Para!
It wasn't too surprising, coming back to finding nothing had changed, and having there be no real reason for his leaving except the sort of restlessness he always felt in this place. Even when he was somewhere familiar or somewhere unfamiliar, the fact that he wasn't supposed to be alive any more hung over his head, and even if people tried to convince him otherwise, it was long ago that he made a choice to make his wish to never have existed in the first place. He was alive, when in all seriousness, he should be both erased in his own world and dead in this one. But luck didn't like being on his side, and he was stuck in this hell on earth, in a body that did nothing but complain and ache, and with a natural disposition to harm others even if he didn't mean to, because he truly could only do more wrong than good.
With these thoughts in mind, he'd decided to take a walk around town; seemed to be all he did these days, waiting for death, or waiting for some rumor of a wish granter to reach his ears, so that he could once again start working toward a goal he could believe in, rather than drift around in some state between life and death, being ok some days and pretending to be ok all the rest. Even as he tried, he never had desired a normal life. Didn't deserve it.
So, for the day, he would distance himself from all things that were normal for him, seeking out places far from Awesome Base, stopping by parks, walking the streets, going through alleys, head hanging low as he tried to look as small as possible to not attract any attention. After all, no one would look twice at someone like him- shouldn't anyway. Tall, and pale, with dark hair and dark clothing. It was how someone who wanted to blend into a crowd and disappear would dress, and it had always served him well before. So, he wandered the City, not looking up at any one, stopping to look in shop windows every now and then, or finding places to sit down and look at the sky. He truly just needed a distraction.
[OOC: Please specify where you want to meet him in your post! :3 Streets, parks, hell, even graveyards or really bad neighborhoods. I'm not picky!]