17th Shuriken -> [Voice / Action]
[There's a kid wandering around town this afternoon, looking lost. His hands are in his pockets, and the hood of his sweatshirt is pulled up, hiding his face. But when people pass by, he'll look up, and stare at them intensely from a distance, trying to recognize absolutely anybody at all. But nothing seems to fit. He doesn't seem to fit, and everything feels disjointed.
He's been here almost nine months and he feels like he just got here. He can't even remember where he used to live before the quake. Plus he's not exactly welcome back at House 55, and he doesn't plan on going back.
He'll wander around town all day if he has to, until he can remember again.]
Filtered 20% from housemates:
I'm lookin' for a girl - white hair, red eyes? If anybody knows her, tell her I'm tryin' to get a hold of her.
And uh, if anybody knows me, that'd be awesome too. For like, any reason. Yeah.
((OOC: info here))
He's been here almost nine months and he feels like he just got here. He can't even remember where he used to live before the quake. Plus he's not exactly welcome back at House 55, and he doesn't plan on going back.
He'll wander around town all day if he has to, until he can remember again.]
Filtered 20% from housemates:
I'm lookin' for a girl - white hair, red eyes? If anybody knows her, tell her I'm tryin' to get a hold of her.
And uh, if anybody knows me, that'd be awesome too. For like, any reason. Yeah.
((OOC: info here))