Sep 26, 2008 20:35
{Ugh, I hate holidays. At least celebrating isn't mandatory. What's so relaxing about jamming yourself into a crowd and standing around in lines for the entire day, anyway? People are such sheep about these things.
... With the pins acting up, I can't really walk around in the open anyway, I guess. Lucky break.
Well, here goes nothing.}
First time aboard the Winding Way... It's a more normal-looking ship than I thought it'd be. {I guess they only bring out the really flowery stuff for when they actually put on a play.}
At least the radio signals are clear from here. I guess they'd have to be. {Who came up with these stupid standard-issue headphones? They make my scalp itch. I bet whoever had them last had lice or something. ... That's it, I'm tossing them.} What's so funny about the Lunasa Day bombings, anyway? {And what's Lunasa Day?} They've already sensationalized it to death, but I guess it's just human nature to start satirizing it so soon.
I can't wait to get out of here. {I guess not getting blown up means I picked the right ship. I wonder what this dial does...?}
{Maybe it's the auto-destruct button for the entire ship, or the bombers rigged it. I'll press it and irony will come bite me in the butt.}
{... Nah.}
[OOC: So anything that {looks like this} are his thoughts, because that's just the way Neku is. :| They're solely OOC information; your characters cannot read/see them. Anything outside of the brackets is fair game for now, though. (: He's been on the ship for a day or two and is fiddling in the radio room.]
memory: fail,
inner monologue percentage: 98%,
humans: fail,
ship: the winding way,
medium: text,
location: radio room,
event: bombings,
event: lunasa day