I'm gonna see your face in the dirt, in FIVE SECONDS,
[ is he...actually enraged? during sanguis, it's so difficult to tell. there's no wonder he was wanting to distance himself from the very beginning... ]
Do I look like I got calendars !!
If you give so big of a shit, gimme one for my birthday, ASSHOLE
should i get one with hot ladies pretending to be working on motorcycles, the prisma firefighter's calendar with the hose poses, or should I just go with one that's like a bunch of scenic photos.
[ absolutely none of this is important to ryuji right now, whose video cuts in as abruptly as his dip in mood is. ]
FUCKIN' TRY TO GIVE ME ANY OF THOSE, YOU SHITHEAD, I'LL SHOW YOU—
[ it's nothing short of a miracle that the apartment's empty right now, considering all of ryuji's huffing and puffing. the feed shows off his absolutely wrecked bedroom, his bare shoulders, and of course, his protruding canines.
all in all, a very eventful morning, from the looks of things. ]
[ and all of a sudden, ryuji blinks. the haze isn't completely clear, but there's something about seeing ren's face...that actually reminds him who he's talking to, and instead of expanding his chest to let out a gigantic roar, he deflates, sagging. ]
OKAY, LOOK, YOU REALLY NEED NEW MATERIAL, DUDE.
[ he's still noisy. but less so, which is as close to progress as they're going to get for a moment.
it turns out, even after mating season's drawn to a close, he remains fond of ren. go figure! ]
[ for a long moment, ryuji's face scrunches up. he looks lost in thought, almost, right from the word dick.
in reality, even though it's only been a couple of days, he's straining to hear the echo of thoughts and voices that aren't actually there anymore. he's trying to gauge how serious (or not) any of this is, and failing miserably.
ryuji can't relate, and it's practically no time at all before he's bellowing up at the warehouse building. thinking is even less of his strong suit right now. ]
HEY! YOU RAT BASTARD!
[ great. now everyone else gets to be exposed to ryuji's nonsense, too. ]
[The sound of a few dogs barking around and howling, there doesn't even seem to be a crowd. Joker had picked his location pretty well, going to one of those warehouses once used to store building materials, now looking more like it was left in half a state of disrepair and mostly used as movie action flick sets.
At his call, Joker looks down and down and down from the rooftop. It's a nice flat surface too. He takes the cone and drops it down so it lands close to Ryuji.]
[ screw that! ryuji doesn't need to hide! all he needs to do is take a running leap,
and climb? the building? that looks like what he's attempting to do, at any rate, claws dug in and everything. if only skull could see him now—this would've come in handy, back in the day! ]
DON'T THINK I'M NOT COMIN' FOR YOU—!
[ yeah. it's going to be a couple of minutes, though his progress is steady, one floor after another, on the move. there was probably a better way to do this, like take the stairs, or scale the wall properly, but who has time for that when you've got an oncoming date with a birthday punch?
actually, shouldn't the recipient be the one who's celebrating, and not the other way around...the details aren't important here. ]
DON'T SHOUT AT ME, ASSCLOWN! YOU'RE GONNA NEED A STRETCHER IN A 'SEC!
[ or ten, fifteen, twenty...eventually, ryuji is here, landing in a cloud of dust. the still-sane part of him wishes he could say this is the strangest situation he's been in, but it's far from it.
yet. ]
DO YOU KNOW THE KINDA DAY I'M HAVIN'!? [ he stomps, creating more dust. ] IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, DAMN IT!
[ there's no probably about it, although ryuji can at least do him the courtesy of transforming in mid-flight. a face full of a half-naked just-turned-nineteen (already? it's been, like, two months?) year old boy is otherwise exactly what he's looking for, isn't it? ]
YOU LITTLE—
[ as for whether or not skull's gloved fist connects, that's another story altogether. this still seems lopsided... ]
[Well, he won't be complaining about that. The punch connects alright, but Joker's already activated his trump card, by which the punch moves him off, but also doesn't seem to hurt him. He knows too well that a Sanguis on the moon would probably want to just attack him anyway.]
Not bad!
[He says, as he goes flying before landing a farther from him, two feet gracefully touching the ground.]
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[What? It's thematic with Ryuji's persona and fills in the pun in Ren's heart.]
Does that mean you already have plans for today?
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I'll take you right now!!!!!!
[ even in text, ryuji's lack of volume apparently shines through. he's this close to leaping out of the window right now without questioning why. ]
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BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT RIGHT NOW!!!
[Ren, on the other hand never goes caps, so it's a big deal if he is doing it.]
Look at the date on the calendar, I know the months are not the same exactly but what do you see?
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in FIVE SECONDS,
[ is he...actually enraged? during sanguis, it's so difficult to tell. there's no wonder he was wanting to distance himself from the very beginning... ]
Do I look like I got calendars !!
If you give so big of a shit,
gimme one for my birthday, ASSHOLE
[ okay. maybe he is self-aware. ]
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[He zooms in on the most important part.]
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[ absolutely none of this is important to ryuji right now, whose video cuts in as abruptly as his dip in mood is. ]
FUCKIN' TRY TO GIVE ME ANY OF THOSE, YOU SHITHEAD, I'LL SHOW YOU—
[ it's nothing short of a miracle that the apartment's empty right now, considering all of ryuji's huffing and puffing. the feed shows off his absolutely wrecked bedroom, his bare shoulders, and of course, his protruding canines.
all in all, a very eventful morning, from the looks of things. ]
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What's wrong with scenic photos?
[Because it's called 'Prisma's best spots to lay' calendar, Ren.]
What if I got a cat calendar?
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WHO THE HELL DO YOU—...
[ and all of a sudden, ryuji blinks. the haze isn't completely clear, but there's something about seeing ren's face...that actually reminds him who he's talking to, and instead of expanding his chest to let out a gigantic roar, he deflates, sagging. ]
OKAY, LOOK, YOU REALLY NEED NEW MATERIAL, DUDE.
[ he's still noisy. but less so, which is as close to progress as they're going to get for a moment.
it turns out, even after mating season's drawn to a close, he remains fond of ren. go figure! ]
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I wanted to wish you a happy birthday. I mean, still counts even if it doesn't add up back home, right?
[See, is it that hard? Maybe Ren can get some progress too.]
But I would have added a calendar for really if you needed one.
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I JUST—
[ too loud. try again. he takes a slow breath this time. ]
Holy shit, I'm real sorry. [ for shouting, for himself. for a lot of things. ] I just check my communicator like everybody else, don't you?
[ just like a handphone. it's a daily ritual, now, to roll out of bed and review the network, as mundane as it ever could be. ]
1\2
[Guess who has a cat calendar.]
2\2
[> You have 1 new image from Catpurrcino (also pretend it is Ren)]
But seriously if you want a fight to let off some stream on the rooftops, lemme know.
1/2
[ for a long moment, ryuji's face scrunches up. he looks lost in thought, almost, right from the word dick.
in reality, even though it's only been a couple of days, he's straining to hear the echo of thoughts and voices that aren't actually there anymore. he's trying to gauge how serious (or not) any of this is, and failing miserably.
and then— ]
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[ —the truce is over. ]
ARE YOU FUCKIN' STUPID!? YOU SOME KINDA GOON!? [ the camera shakes. ] WHERE'S THIS VLC, I'LL POUND YA RIGHT NOW—!
[ which flavor of pounding is anyone's guess. for emphasis, ryuji hurls a pillow, knocking something over on the other end of the room. ]
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Is that a threat or a promise?
[Ryuji has acquired a marker on his phone's map function. Ren even labelled it "Stupid Goon VLC Location ;)"]
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WOW! YOU'RE DEAD FUCKIN' MEAT, MY DUDE!
[ okay, it's on! ryuji truly does vault out of his third-story window, hitting the ground running.
he didn't...even bother to get dressed...he's sprinting with his sleep shorts on and everything. the sanguis moon is a hell of a drug. ]
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Hmmm...
[He rearranges a few things on the ground, in a very zen-like state.]
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[ must be nice! to feel so calm all the time!
ryuji can't relate, and it's practically no time at all before he's bellowing up at the warehouse building. thinking is even less of his strong suit right now. ]
HEY! YOU RAT BASTARD!
[ great. now everyone else gets to be exposed to ryuji's nonsense, too. ]
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At his call, Joker looks down and down and down from the rooftop. It's a nice flat surface too. He takes the cone and drops it down so it lands close to Ryuji.]
I'm up here.
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[ what's this supposed to be!
a joke? ]
I GOT EYES! YOU TRYIN' TO HIDE!?
[ screw that! ryuji doesn't need to hide! all he needs to do is take a running leap,
and climb? the building? that looks like what he's attempting to do, at any rate, claws dug in and everything. if only skull could see him now—this would've come in handy, back in the day! ]
DON'T THINK I'M NOT COMIN' FOR YOU—!
[ yeah. it's going to be a couple of minutes, though his progress is steady, one floor after another, on the move. there was probably a better way to do this, like take the stairs, or scale the wall properly, but who has time for that when you've got an oncoming date with a birthday punch?
actually, shouldn't the recipient be the one who's celebrating, and not the other way around...the details aren't important here. ]
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Joker looks at him, and waves at him.]
DO YOU NEED HELP?!
[Egg him on? Oh yeah he will.]
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DON'T SHOUT AT ME, ASSCLOWN! YOU'RE GONNA NEED A STRETCHER IN A 'SEC!
[ or ten, fifteen, twenty...eventually, ryuji is here, landing in a cloud of dust. the still-sane part of him wishes he could say this is the strangest situation he's been in, but it's far from it.
yet. ]
DO YOU KNOW THE KINDA DAY I'M HAVIN'!? [ he stomps, creating more dust. ] IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, DAMN IT!
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[He points to him and out shoots...a bunch of colourful party streamers and confetti?]
Happy Birthday.
[He's probably gonna get punched anyway but 100% worth it.]
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[ there's no probably about it, although ryuji can at least do him the courtesy of transforming in mid-flight. a face full of a half-naked just-turned-nineteen (already? it's been, like, two months?) year old boy is otherwise exactly what he's looking for, isn't it? ]
YOU LITTLE—
[ as for whether or not skull's gloved fist connects, that's another story altogether. this still seems lopsided... ]
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Not bad!
[He says, as he goes flying before landing a farther from him, two feet gracefully touching the ground.]
That's not the only surprise I have for you.
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half sleepy tags gooo
even though i do it too you better have slept, [H]omie
I did [s]leep so much I forgot to tag this like an [i]diot
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