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This is a private thread So don't post unless you're one of the following people EverybodyPanic As Beauty Dies Fell free to read along though |
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 Kawaii Kanari Cake  Kaka Six + teenMarch TenthJapaneseFive foot one inches && Seventy-nine pounds...adorable | timid | cheerful |
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 Alexander Christian Hajime Oishi Alex, Haj, Haji. SeventeenFebruary 6thJapanese5' 6" & 110lbsCaring, Fun, AsianIf you want a different last name, go for it. And yes, Asian is an adjective in my book. ^^ explains A LOT |
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   ❝I love my big brother❞ _______________________________________________________________________________ 
Today she would choose a plaid green and white dress and white flats. Deciding to go simple with the outfit she slipped on a white thick plastic bracelet on her wrist before deciding that she was finished. Glancing in the mirror she checked her wavy hair to make sure not a hair was out of place, then grabbed a white purse before heading out of the door. Walking towards Alexs' door she knocked three times, "Big broooootherrrrrrrr I'm making breakfasst! huurry up it'll be done soooooooon so hurry up and come out kk." Hopping towards the kitchen she smiled, 'I have a feeling today's going to be a good day.' As she placed her purse down Kawaii was interrupted by a knock on the door sith a look towards it Kawaii's eyebrows furrowed. 'Who could that be at this hour?'  "...dead," up until that word escaped the police officers mouth Kawaii hadn't really been paying attention to much that he'd been saying. Not even when he asked her name or age and if she was alone at the moment all of which she'd answered truthfully. The one word had awoken Kawaii from her trance and one small hand dropped from the side of the door. She blinked a little taking in what he had said their parents were dead? That was absolutely preposterous. They'd only left five days ago for their anniversary and now they were dead? He breathing quickened and she gently swung the door open and moved to the living room sitting on the couch. The police officer took the open door as an invitation and placed a hand under her arm leading to the sitting place. Her entire body was trembling and she couldn't stop it bring her hands to her chest she clutched them into a fist her nails digging crescent moons into her palms.Their parents had just bought a new suede living room set, which of course she thought was a little silly, a month ago at this moment though it seemed to be unimportant. Running a hand over the soft fabric beside her she kept her eyes down cast what should she say... what could she say. Kawaii's brain was in a chaotic state she could barely even remember what dead meant. "I'm sorry sir could you define dead?" The officer only sighed "I am very sorry for your loss mam, but we need you to identify the bodies, also I need to speak with your brother." Brother? That's right she did have a brother Alexander! If anyone could help her it was him! She nodded at the officer in an awkward jerky motion, stood and dashed to the room her brother stayed in. "Alex!" She pounded on the door as if she were trying desperately to get away from something... Then sank to the floor in front of his room and covered her mouth to keep the sobs from escaping as she silently cried and grief consumed her. SHOW && TELL Today's outfit... [OOC ; Okay sorry it's short and crappy but that's what happens when you let me post first....] _______________________________________________________________________________ Onto the castle of sand that I built From gathering the stars My tiny prayer Falls Waves that lay in waiting Sweep you off your feet |
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 'Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn you're free! Look into your heart and you'll find love. Listen to the music at the moment people dance and sing!Were just 1 big family And it's our godforsaken right to be loved. ____________________________________ Alex pulled the cover sheet over his head, blocking the sunlight peaking through his blinds. It was a rather cold night the night before, and he was still pretty cold now. His radio turned on, as it always did in the morning, and it was following by his sister's calling at him. He groaned, ignoring it for now. He was too tired. He'd been up late finishing a project he had that was due next Monday. He usually didn't stay up late to do things as such, but he'd gotten really into it, and now, he was sleeping in. His reward. Kawaii would understand. He snuggled up in the pillow, and tried to fall back asleep. But, it wasn't worth anything, because he was already awake. He groaned wishing that he could sleep, but luck wasn't on his side today. He pulled the covers back, and dragged his feet to the cold wood flooring below. He jumped a little from the temperature, but slowly got used to it as he made his way to the bathroom at the other side of his room. They each had their own, so it was a lot easier. He turned on the water in the shower, and stripped down his pajama bottoms, hopping in the warm water. He took a quick shower, they never took him long, and was out in 10 minutes. He wiped himself down, and threw the towel around his waist. He took a comb to his short black red & teal-streaked hair, sticking it out as it dried quickly. He walked out, opening his drawer. "Why isn't there anything in here? Mom needs to wash clothes again," he mumbled outloud He heard a knock at the door, and wondered why anybody would bother them so early. Thinking nothing of it, Alex grabbed a pair of black skinny pants, and threw them on, sagging them in the back, and slipping a belt with no purpose on. He walked back into the bathroom, and slipped the towel on the rack. The room still smelled humid and clean. He smirked, walking back to the main part of his room. He admired his project, the human skeletal system made out of...well... he really didn't know what it was. He was just assigned to make it out of whatever it was. It had the consistency of clay, but he knew that's not what it was. He smirked, running his fingertips along the top of the skull. Checking the clock, it hadn't been 20 minutes since he'd first woken up. Alex smiled, and traced his fingers against the jaw. The whole thing was so nicely put together it was hard for him to believe that he'd made it. He could imagine some of his more sculpture-fanatic friends doing better than him, but not himself. He was more into the photography and drawing sides of visual art. Buzzzzzzzzz That annoying buzzing noise came out of his phone as it violently vibrated against the hard table next to his bed. It was probably Ricky. Haji, Meet us at the skate park. You're up today. C u der, Alex smirked. That was right. They were having competition today. He quickly texted back his agreement. He grabbed a simple white shirt from his closet and had slipped one arm through the black under T-shirt when he heard rapid pounding at his door, and his name being called. His expression grew concerned initially, wondering what could cause his sister such distress. He threw his shirt aside, and walked quickly to the door. If it was that urgent, then she could've opened it herself. He didn't mind. He swung the door open, dodging it, and his eyes dropped down to his sister. His concerned expression deepened, and he dropped to his knees, swinging his arms around her, and pulling her into his bare chest. "Naniga?" 'What is it' he asked, pulling her hands from her face, and wiping her tears away with his own. He lifted his head up to look beyond her. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary but a pair of feet. A man's pair of feet. The body that belonged to them was hidden by the wall. He didn't like the thought of that at all. He tilted his head back down to his sister, wondering what could be bothering her. [ooc] I'll be-dazzle it in a sec. |
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"Naniga?" Came the deep voice that held concern and love in it, belonging to her brother. At the sound of his she felt her love for her brother grow, happy that he would be there to help and protect her. Leaning her head against his chest she took in a few shaky breaths and put up a bit of a struggle when he moved her hands from her face. Though the effort was futile for her small arms could not compare in strength to his. Her face turned a light shade of pink from having been crying, on of her unattractive features, but once he wiped away her tears with his warm hands she felt a little better. Lifting a small hand she brushed away some of her hair behind her ear and began to regain control herself. Looking up at her brother before she could she the warm concern in his eyes, looking down at the ground she realized she would have to tell him. With both of her little hands she grasped her brother big strong ones and looked up at him then adverted her eyes. She couldn't look him in the face while she said it to watch his face contort in pain would kill him. Keeping her eyes towards the ground she tightened the grip she had on his hands and began to choke out the sentence, "Oka-san, Oto-san are..." Upon uttering the word are a sob escaped at the same time as the word tried so it came out sounding watery. 'Come on Kaka-chan you can do it he deserves to know, they were his parents to, whether you tell him or the police officer will.' That little pep talk was all she needed, taking in another shaky breath she uttered the word, "Dead". She closed her eyes her head still down her grip tightened on her brothers hand to comfort him. It was his turn to be hurt to be sad to be upset to possibly cry, Kawaii saw nothing wrong with guys crying in front of girls. Her friends had told her that they thought it was weird, but Kawaii saw it as a sign of affection. If he trusted you enough to take care of him in his most weakest, and vulnerable state then he truly loved you. Letting him go through whatever he needed to do or say she only stayed silent and pressed her teeth down on her lip gently. The police officer walked into the hallway where the brother and sister sat and watched while they played out their scene. He would stand there silently and wait until they had gotten over the shock before speaking any further to them. {OOC: Why can't I think of any more to write? GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRr!!! I hate writers block.} _______________________________________________________________________________ Onto the castle of sand that I built From gathering the stars My tiny prayer Falls Waves that lay in waiting Sweep you off your feet |
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[O o C] I'm SO sorry I haven't posted. I'm not bailing, I promise.
I'm just SO friggin' busy this weekend/week. I've been home maybe... an hour a day since Friday. (not counting sleep) Tomorrow, for almost sure, I will post though. I got outta school today, but I'm helping clean up tomorrow and stuffs. I'm SOOO sorry. |
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Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn you're free! Look into your heart and you'll find love. Listen to the music at the moment people dance and sing!Were just 1 big family And it's our godforsaken right to be loved. ____________________________________ Alex sighed, "Come on now, what's wrong?" he asked softly. He didn't really want to see her upset. It bothered him a lot. A bit more than it would an average brother. Step-brother just the same. He didn't like hearing his friends complain about their siblings, and he didn't want Kawaii to complain about him, so, one could say he went to the opposite extreme, but he really didn't care. They weren't fully brother and sister. They only shared the same mother. There'd been stories like that...right? No matter. Alex swiped some of her hair back gently with his fingers before she caught hold of his hands. He raised an eyebrow. Was she going to tell him now? When she started off with their parents, he thought maybe they'd decided on something. He'd been bugging them to help him get a job, so he could get some extra money. They'd been bugging him to go to a special college they'd picked out for him. He didn't want to go. Maybe they'd told her that they were making him go. But, he wasn't really prepared for what she really was saying to him. His eyes adverted to the wall. "What?" his voice sounded, seeming more like a statement than a question like the word would usually sound. Alex shook his head, "They....can't...be..." he whispered, holding her tighter as if something was going to happen to her too. He shook his head again, closing his eyes to fight back the tears that he could feel forming. 'They're not dead, stop with your crying desires. None of this is happening, you're just really tired from staying up working on the statue. Just... chill... Hajime,' he thought to himself, calming himself down. He took a few deep breaths, and felt his tears immediately dry up. He opened his eyes, expecting to be laying in his bed still. But, no. Kawaii was still in his arms, sobbing. Alex sighed, "Kawaii, I think you need some more sleep. Mom and Dad will worry about you," he said, raising his eyebrows. He raised a hand again, and pressed it to her cheek, wiping her tears again. "It's probably just a bad dream, honey," he assured her. "Kyouwa nikyui-yuumeino hi-des" 'Today is the day of difficult dreams.' he said, remembering a small phrase his father used to use on him. That is... before he was sent to live with his mother after his death. Alex helped Kawaii stand up, and was going to lead her to her room, and into her bed for more sleep when the pair of feet in their front room moved. His eyes flashed over in an instant. He was not going to take s**t from anybody, so his guard went up. When he saw the police officer, he almost questioned why he was here. Now wait, he did question why he was here. His parents weren't dead. This guy was here... well.. he didn't know why. Alex opened his mouth to speak, "Can I help you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. |
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{OOC} Don't worry about it. I give people ten days to post in these threads. I understand your probably in other rps and you do have a life. So yea no biggie... |
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Shaking her head furiously she, "No really, I'm telling the truth," she insisted her tone a little angry. How could he not believe her on such an important serious matter? She seriously was in shock that he was in shock. Crossing her arms across her chest she became annoyed and narrowed her eyes at her brother. Even though they weren't fully related she thought of him as her real brother, and he treated her as his own sister. So why was it now that he insulted her? Upon being addressed the police officer stepped forward and addressed the young man "Well I hate to break it to you son but your sister is telling the truth..." He said leaning against the wall. "And your aunt is here to pick you up." He said staring the boy straight on. He'd faced many punks in his life time and this one could get what they all got if he tried anything. Though he didn't have to much time before in burst their aunt and began hugging and kissing Kawaii's cheeks. Kawaii recoiled and tried her best to retreat from the onslaught on wet sloppy kisses. "Big brother help me!" she squealed being crushed by her aunt. "You poor poor poor children, auntie will take good care of you," then she began to pretend to cry and morn over the loss of her brother. Kawaii of course was completely fooled and hugged her aunt back. "Gomenasai auntie we will cause you trouble," she looked up at her auntie completely apologetic. "No such thing child we're family," turning towards Hajime she held out a hand to welcome him into the group. _______________________________________________________________________________ Onto the castle of sand that I built From gathering the stars My tiny prayer Falls Waves that lay in waiting Sweep you off your feet |
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Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn you're free! Look into your heart and you'll find love. Listen to the music at the moment people dance and sing!Were just 1 big family And it's our godforsaken right to be loved. ____________________________________ Alex ran his fingers through her hair, and leaned his face in close to hers. He spoke quietly, and sternly, "Stop. Right now" he said. "If you want me to spend more time with you, I will. Because clearly, you let things get to your head too easily," Alex released her, and started to turn back. His short temper could be blamed on his lack of sleep. He had his hand on his door when the policeman spoke. His head whipped around. He was lying. Alex crossed his arms as Kawaii had, but directed at the policeman, "Okay, what is today. Lie to piss me off day? Disrupt the progress on my project?" he asked loudly, shaking his head. His mind was still refusing to believe that his parents were dead. They weren't. They couldn't. They were fine earlier. They were perfectly fine. And he hated thelook the guy was giving him. Alex shook his head, and reached his arm out, pointing towards the door, "Get out of my house," he yelled at him. "Get out right now! You don't have any right walking in here and causing more trouble that what is needed." Okay, he was blowing off the top a little bit. But, oh well. Thats what you get for lack of sleep. Just as he was about to commit a crime, and push the a*****e out, what do you know, his aunt walks in. Alex glared, as she came at his sister. Of course. He threw his arms up, frustrated. Was everybody in on the joke? He was thoroughly pissed off now. He ignored his sisters hand, and stomped the four steps into his room. "If you really want to play this joke on me, go ahead. I'm not falling for it," he growled, slamming the door, and leaning his back against it. He slid down, sitting, and letting his head fall into his hands. Just like that, he started sobbing. He knew he over-reacted, and that he'd pay for it later. He knew he'd confronted a police officer. He knew he'd hurt his sister, and scared his aunt. But, worst of all, he knew that his parents were dead. [O o C] its kay. mine sucks too im leaving tomorrow @ 2 and wont be back til sunday |
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'Baka Kawaii, why cry? What good will it do?' she mentally scolded herself crying. Lifting a thin hand she wiped the tears away but they still kept coming and they didn't seem to want to ever end. Her big brother was really cruel even though he hadn't done this before she could help but be angry at him. "Kawaii I will go and talk to your brother okay, you just sit tight I will make things right." The womans' voice had startled her and looked up nodding and trying to wipe her tears and yet again they came back faster. Quickly finishing her duties she managed to get herself off the floor and laid on her bed, still crying she felt herself curl into a tiny ball. Closing her eyes she wanted nothing more than to wake up and find that this was all a dream. How is it that her life could be turned upside down within a matter of hours? Shaking her head, she wanted to force those thoughts away. She could almost imagine her mother there wiping her tears and whispering to her "Cry no more my beautiful daughter." But Kawaii knew better all to well, her mother wasn't there and she never would be again. Getting up she decided to go and visit her parents room, rising she placed her hand on the door nod to her room but stopped. Was she doing the right thing to go see? Would this too not only cause her more pain than before? Knowing all of this Kawaii turned the knob on her door and took the step out of the room. The walk to her parents room was longer than normal and the hard wood floor beneath her feet seemed to have glue stuck on it. With every step it got harder to walk and she wanted nothing more than to turn around and dash back to her room. Though this might be the last time she would be able to see her parents room she would find something to keep as a memento. To her knowledge the policeman had left in order to prepare the viewing of her parents body after being pushed out by Hajime. Stopping in front of her parents door she froze, the whole world seemed to be coming down on her. Her breathing quickened as she stared at the door knob before finally actually being able to turn it. She managed to exhale once the door swung open to reveal the room that lay behind it. Taking a step inside she began to move quickly inside running an hand over the bed they once laid in she couldn't resist laying in it. She remembered having slept in here the night before they left right between them during a thunderstorm. She'd slept so peacefully feeling safe between her parents, she smiled and gently closed her eyes losing herself in her memories. A loud banging noise awoke her from her lala land and she walked over to her parents dresser. Noticing the jewelry box there she opened it and pulled out a locket she remembered her mother showing it to her once. Upon opening it she was met with a picture of her mother and father picking it up she placed it around her neck. Marveling at her reflection she smiled gently before something caught the corner of her eye causing her to jump. Her auntie stood in the door eying her suspiciously, "What are you doing?" "Ah n-nothing." Kawaii managed to stammer out her hands flew to the necklace that was still wrapped around her neck. "Well hurry up it's almost time to leave," with that she sighed as her aunt left. _______________________________________________________________________________ Onto the castle of sand that I built From gathering the stars My tiny prayer Falls Waves that lay in waiting Sweep you off your feet |
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{OOC} The aunt is a NPC You can do whatever you want with her. Though in your next post she should interact with you... Because she said she would... |
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Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn you're free! Look into your heart and you'll find love. Listen to the music at the moment people dance and sing!Were just 1 big family And it's our godforsaken right to be loved. ____________________________________ Alex pressed his head back against the wall, and wiped at the flowing tears with no result; they just kept flowing. He pressed his palms against his eyes, sniffing, and sobbing. A knock at the door. Alex froze, and looked up. "Hajime Alexander?" His aunt. The door pushed open a little, and Alex was pushed forward by the door. He looked up, and his aunt knelt down, putting her hand on his cheek, and wiping away some of his tears. Alex looked away, but she kept talking, "Hajime, 見て ください。[look]" Alex remained motionless. She sighed, "Hajime," she repeated, her voice stern. Alex finally looked up. "If you're going to yell at me for upsetting my sister, I've taken care of that for you," Alex said bitterly. His aunt shook her head, "I'm not going to yell at you. You're reaction was expected. At least by me. I already knew how you would react." she said. Alex shivered, "I hate when you do that," he said. Their aunt had a weird way of being able to read people and predict feelings and actions. It scared him a bit. She smiled, "I know you too well, Hajime." Alex nodded, standing up, and walking to the window. He stared out, and his aunt followed. "Go and pack some things to bring to my house. You and your sister will share a room. You will be able to come back here to retrieve more once everything gets settled out." she explained. Alex nodded, "You mean like... wills and stuff?" he asked. She nodded, "So, why don't you pack like you'd be staying the night for a couple days. We'll get the rest later," she said. Alex nodded, sniffing, and wiping his eyes again. She kissed him and walked out of the door. He remained at the door, unable to go pack. He sighed, and walked to his bed, laying down, head against the pillow. He closed his eyes, expecting to fall asleep, and not to wake up for a few days. But obviously, that wasn't possible. He sat up, frustrated, and walked to his closet to grab a bag. He looked down, remembering he was still shirtless, and grabbed the black and white layered shirts he was going to put on earlier. He shoved his hands through the holes, then pulled his head through. He then started packing enough clothes for a week. He threw the filled bag at the door, then grabbed a smaller one, putting things like his iPod, glasses, and books inside. As he threw this glasses in the bag, he forgot if he had his contacts in or not. He looked up aimlessly, and touched his eye with his finger. Nope. He walked into the bathroom, washed his hands, then put them in, blinking them in place. He looked around. The difference wasn't exactly noticeable. His sight just sharpened a little, defining things a little more. Not to mention that it changed his eyes from dark red-brown to bright blue. He sighed, throwing the small case, and bottle of cleaner in the small bag along with his toothbrush, the comb he hardly used, cologne, and other small things, packing them in to fit. He glanced down at the two bags he had, then remembered school work. He threw his textbooks in his backpack, and put those with the other two bags. He put his skeleton project by the three bags, and glanced around the room, seeing if he missed anything. Not that he could think of. Nothing else was immediate. If he needed it, they could come back. Everything else, his aunt probably had already. He grabbed his phone, keys, and wallet, shoving them in his pocket. His phone started vibrating again. Ricky was calling. Alex sniffed, wondering if he could talk or not, but answered anyway, "He-He-Hello?" he stuttered, his voice sounding dried out. "Where are you?" he sounded angry. Well, he couldn't blame him. He'd be angry too. "I can't go," I can't go What the hell?" "I have to... go to my aunts house," "Well, no point in letting us know. Thanks a lot, a*****e" "Hey, I've had enough s**t this morning, do don't you dar-" he stopped himself. He didn't know. "Sorry." "Get your a** down here. Screw your aunt. Ask your sis to go," "I have to go. Kawaii and I are moving there," he said slowly. "What? Why?" "My parents are....dead" The line dropped. Alex figured that would happen. Ricky's parents and his parents were close. Really close. Their parents were like each others. Wait no. That's not right. They shared the same dad. Biologically, anyway. Alex lived with his mother, and Kawaii's dad. Ricky lived with his mother, and their dad. It was confusing to some people, but not so much for others. Sure, Ricky didn't have to lose anybody biologically, but he spent a lot of time at Alex's house, so his reaction could have been predicted, his aunts gift or not. Alex sniffed again, and walked to his mirror. He rinsed his face, and looked at himself. He decided it didn't really look like he was crying, and he ran his hands through his hair. He opened the door, leaving the bags inside, and went to his sisters room. He looked around. She wasn't in there. Walking out, he saw his aunt. "Where's Kawa-" before he could finish, his aunt pointed to their parents room. Or at least, what used to be. He walked in slowly, and up behind her, wrapping his arms under hers. He hoped she didn't push him, tell him to go away. She was somebody to him that was unpredictable. He leaned his head down over her shoulder, gently pressing it against her neck. "I'm sorry, Kawaii-chan. I didn't mean to yell at you," he said, raising his voice, and accenting it so he sounded like one of those "cute little Japanese boys". It usually worked on her, but usually he used it when they were messing around. Not when he's upset her. He closed his eyes, wondering how she'd react to him. |
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