[001] first impression
[the video post engages, and Mori stares at the camera, his face set in a sort of calm, unhappy expression. anyone watching the video will feel a sudden rush of discomfort, guilt, and unhappiness, and the ringing refrain in a high pitched voice of "Takashi, I hate you!"
the boy on the screen lifts a hand and presses it back through short dark hair, glancing down and off to the side, mouth curving down at the corners]
Mitsukuni?
[he sighs and looks around a bit groggily, confusion mixing in with the same earlier feelings of melancholy, and then there's a sort of fear and the impression of what the signs say, the words "You're fucked, newmeat." in particular.
the boy makes a sound in his throat, and then speaks in a low, deep voice]
What is this?
[OOC Note: I'm heading out in about half an hour, responses will be sparse after that.]
the boy on the screen lifts a hand and presses it back through short dark hair, glancing down and off to the side, mouth curving down at the corners]
Mitsukuni?
[he sighs and looks around a bit groggily, confusion mixing in with the same earlier feelings of melancholy, and then there's a sort of fear and the impression of what the signs say, the words "You're fucked, newmeat." in particular.
the boy makes a sound in his throat, and then speaks in a low, deep voice]
What is this?
[OOC Note: I'm heading out in about half an hour, responses will be sparse after that.]