The perfect balance of emo, cheer, capslock, and capping bad guys. Or maybe not so perfect
[A man in a pale blue suit, with longish black hair in what can only be called a proto-mullet, wanders into the Mansion. He's got a cheerful looking, smiley face, but his eyes shine with something of a lightly haunted look. He looks around, as if confused, stopping in his tracks.]
This isn't where I was going.
Where am I? What the hell is this? Aizawa? Ide? Near?
This doesn't make any sense. I was on my way to the station and then I'm... in a mansion? This isn't funny! I must be hallucinating. Oh great, now everyone's going to think I'm on drugs or something. Or that I finally snapped from the grief. ...That could be it!
[He pouts, comically.]
This is not a good year.
([[Allo! Everything is better with more Matsuda! Despite the manga cap for his icon, this Matsuda's from a few months after the end of the anime, and while he's still a little emo about swimming lessons, he's starting to cheer back up. I hope this isn't made of fail.]])
This isn't where I was going.
Where am I? What the hell is this? Aizawa? Ide? Near?
This doesn't make any sense. I was on my way to the station and then I'm... in a mansion? This isn't funny! I must be hallucinating. Oh great, now everyone's going to think I'm on drugs or something. Or that I finally snapped from the grief. ...That could be it!
[He pouts, comically.]
This is not a good year.
([[Allo! Everything is better with more Matsuda! Despite the manga cap for his icon, this Matsuda's from a few months after the end of the anime, and while he's still a little emo about swimming lessons, he's starting to cheer back up. I hope this isn't made of fail.]])