How's My Driving
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[He woke up that morning to a weird feeling. The house was quiet. Usually he heard Tatsunosuke or Yamanami moving around when he woke up, but today there was nothing. And it felt...different. It isn't until he's searched the house and realized the truth, seen the letter and hidden it among his things forever, that the fact that he's alone in ( Read more... )

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It isn't fair. Why do they always get taken? Why isn't there anything we can do to stop this? I hate this place. ...But I know I can't leave. There isn't anywhere for me to go back to. Living here is cruel and I can't even tell them.

I wish Shinpachi was back already.

[EndSo...who has a pet here? Preferably cute ( Read more... )

(OOC: Black type is for Heisuke, Purple is for Okita.)

[On the morning of the 21st, Luceti might wake up to a lovely treat. The sound of one Toudou Heisuke screaming and running through house 40. He ends up knocking his journal off the table and turning it on.]

BEAR. BEAR. HOLY SHIT, THERE IS A BEAR. THERE IS A BEAR. YAMANAMI-SAN. TATSU ( Read more... )

[Heisuke has decided that his earlier attempts to contact the lightning spirit in the hot box failed because of one thing: A LACK OF SCIENCE. So now he will be 100% serious and scientific about recording this data and doing this right. To that end, he uses the journal to record his observations and calls the others in his house to come help him ( Read more... )

[Heisuke's reading something and he can be heard mumbling in the background.]

...all a matter of listening properly...meditation....takes a lot of time....

...Time. A lot of time.

[He lets out a loud and somewhat frustrated sigh then turns to the journal.Okay, look, there's gotta be an easier way to contact these ghosty spirity things than goin ( Read more... )

[Welp, this is not what he expected. His back hurts, he's been left out in the cold, strange world with nothing but an ugly pair of white pants, and...he has things growing out of his back. And a book with his name on it. Oh, and a ugly scar on his chest. So unfair ( Read more... )