[Thread] The world is garbage!

[grtstcmmnfactor]

Characters: OU!Sho Minamimoto, Open!
Where: Park.
When: Afternoon.
Summary: Giant enemy garbage heap appears!
Warnings: Bad math puns?

Have a giant 20 ft. tall garbage heap sitting dead in the middle of the park, seeming to appear from nowhere. Would you look at all that stuff... it's got allen wrenches, gerbil feeders, toilet seats, electric heaters,

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[to_her_yang]

Hungry. Starving, even. Rei hated starving, perhaps not as much as Tyson, but remembering the recipe for the dumplings she thought about making left her scavenging for food, as well as ustensils to make it on her own. Of course, the food they received was good, but she was more of a do-it-yourself kind of person. Why bother her keepers/jailers with requests, anyway? Well actually, she did want to, but still, homecooked food seemed like a brighter perspective. Plus, who knows what kind of products could be put in the food they gave her?
She walked around, after a few seances of meditating that proved to worsen her hunger.
That was when she saw the humonguous pile of...junk. What on Earth?, she thought, stopping to stare at the gigantic pile of objects, and at the person on top of it, then again at the kitchen faucets she noticed in the middle of it.

[grtstcmmnfactor]

The man sitting at the peak of the heap gave a glance down towards the girl at the bottom, his grin still in place beneath the shadow cast by his cap. It looked as if he was amused by Rei's reaction to his creation, but it wasn't enough to warrant more than that kind of response out of him, so he turned his head away for now.

[to_her_yang]

She took a closer look, and noticed how proud that man looked. Did he just like heights and found this pile of garbage lying there? Or did he actually did this all by himself?
''Um...I-is it yours, Sir?'', she asked, maybe not loud enough for him to hear, still looking dumbfounded. To clarify her question, she waved her arms to show that she meant the almost-hill of garbage. Because honestly, what sane person would own a pile of junk? Probably a lot of people, but they kept that in the basement or the attic, right?

[grtstcmmnfactor]

That caught his attention. "Do the math," he said with a shrug. "Of course it's mine! Who else can calculate so precisely such a masterfully rendered form of natural art?"

[mewinmyhat]

Shiki had been spending an excess of time in the park since arriving. Frankly, it was the only place that didn't remind her overbearingly of Shibuya. Buildings and apartments were more than the norm back at home, and she'd had little time to visit the park, especially after her death. The Game ensured that she was busy running all over the city with Neku, trying not to be Erased.
Odd memories of the area or not, she made a point to find the time for at least a short walk through it every day.

Everything moved so quickly here, now that she thought about it. From just being her and Joshua, Beat had arrived- just in time- and now Neku was joining them. It was like the Game again, but better. No Noise or Reapers, only one wishy-washy Composer, but he was easily ignored when it came right down to it. (Second chance or not, no one ever said she had to like him.)

Sufficiently distracted by thought, she bumped into the towering mass of random objects; giving a surprised squeak while stumbling back a step or two. Since when had that been

[grtstcmmnfactor]

Bumping into the heap, Shiki would, in effect, loosen just a few of the precisely placed junk objects that composed the original tower. It wouldn't all crumble, but some of it would spill out onto the floor harmlessly. This caught Minamimoto's attention for sure, as he sprang up on the top of the pile with a sort of frantic rage and yelled down with the aid of his mega phone, "you senseless semi-circle! Do you have any idea what you've just done?!"

[mewinmyhat]

Shiki flinched at the megaphone-aided-shouting, tilting her head up to look at Minamimoto after making sure she'd dodged any debris looking to fall in her direction.

"I hit this weird garbage... statue... thing." She shouted up at him, rubbing the side of her face that had made contact with the heap. "And who are you calling a senseless semi-circle? You're the one sitting up on top of it! You might fall off!"

[grtstcmmnfactor]

"So zetta oblivious!" He shouted down. "Falling is for 000s! My posture is calculated with 100% accuracy, just like my art!"

[wrldbgnswithyou]

Neku was wandering around the place that he presumed to be the park when he came across a pile of... junk. That was the only way to describe what it was. "Do they always have junk piles around here?" he asked out loud, shocked.

[grtstcmmnfactor]

"Eh? You're here too? Hmph... I thought my Level i Flare only toasted your prissy friend. It got you, too? Man, I'm good.

Pop quiz. Subtract J from U, what's the remainder?"

[wrldbgnswithyou]

Oh, obviously this person knew him too. "I don't even know you. Never met you in the first week, so I have no clue what you're talking about."

[grtstcmmnfactor]

"1st week? I'm talking about my Game, not that food-preparing polydrafter Higashizawa's. In my Game, I only allow two things. Flawless calculations, and beauty. And from the looks of it, you've failed both tests!"

[poppingseeds]

Trash? In her park? It was more likely than she thought!

Really, that was not the thing Persephone wanted to run into while out poking at the plant life for the day, that giant heap of... junk. That was all the goddess to think to call it. With hands on her hips, a frown furrowing her brow, she glared up at the man sitting atop the pile. First the coffee cup tree, now this. What was next?

"Hey, you! You up there!"

[grtstcmmnfactor]

From the peak of his heap, Minamimoto glared down at the calling pedestrian with a chuckle and a grin. "Talking to me?" he said, no mega phones attached. Hopefully Persephone would be able to hear it, or at least get the gist of the message from his lip movements. Because he was waaaaaay up high.

[poppingseeds]

Persephone couldn't hear him. At all. And assumed that he couldn't hear her either. This was not going to end well, the goddess could already tell that. Flailing, she yelled back up at him, "WHAT?!"

[grtstcmmnfactor]

"Are you talking to me?" Sho repeated, no louder than the last time.

[powerfulbeauty]

A little shadow creeps around the base of the junk pile, flat and poking around curiously. From the height Sho is sitting at, it could easy be nothing more than a dark spot of grass or trick of the light; easy to ignore or even miss seeing completely. In any case, it's not touching any of the precious parts on the heap, so nothing to worry about, right?
Not quite.

With only the most faint of clatters here and there, it gradually makes it's way up to the top of the heap, stopping only when reaching Minamimoto. A cat- a very large cat; much bigger than a housecat should be- would now be sitting and staring quite intently at the ex-Reaper. Maybe it wants something.

[grtstcmmnfactor]

"Huh?" Sho exclaimed, his eyes fixing on the large furry feline who had so boldly approached him on the peak of his castle. Minamimoto chuckled and reached his arm out towards the kitty, resting his blackened hand on her head, over her ears, and rubbing it gently. "Awww, would you look at that. Who's an acute angle? Who's an acute angle? You are! Yes yew aw! Zetta fluffy!"

[powerfulbeauty]

She allowed him to pet her, bumping the top of her head against his hand and purring. It had been years since she'd had that sort of attention. Humans didn't pet other humans, cats alone didn't last long prowling around the Vortex World, and petting a demon was almost always out of the question.

Though, she hadn't come up here simply on the off chance a stranger would pet her. The appearance of the heap- and the rather stately image Sho made while sitting atop it- drove her curiosity. He looked strong, enough so to warrant a closer look. Hopefully she wasn't simply wasting her time.

[grtstcmmnfactor]

"Heh." He left his dark hand petting the cat's head, passively scratching behind her ears as well, and glanced around the top of the garbage heap for something in particular. Once he found it, he plucked it out of the pile with his unmarked hand and rattled it in the creature's face. It was... a cat toy shaped like a mouse, with small marbles the size of flees rattling inside it. Minamimoto really does have everything in here, doesn't he? Two of everything, in fact!