[ 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.]
[Only because he knew you'd strike him and he wanted to shower you properly with his confetti love, Skull. There's a shattering glass sound that meant he'd changed Persona again before he cracks his knuckles and digs out his daggers, ready to jump to the nearest section of he comes too close.]
ARE YOU GONNA DRAW YOUR WEAPON OR NOT OR ARE WE DOING THIS MAN TO MAN?
[ and it's skull's cue to start dashing head-first. he doesn't come equipped with any horns—at a glance, he's just an ordinary phantom thief, nothing new or interesting to speak of about him—but that's not going to stop him from running into someone or something, if he has anything to say about it. ]
I SAID QUIT YELLIN'!
[ says the guy screaming and charging! he doesn't practice what he preaches, but as long as he can tackle joker, that's all that matters. ]
He has to wonder how much Ryuji wants to kill him now and ponder if him or Akechi is the most who might actually put it off. Ren is fast, but this isn't his moon, even as a Phantom Thief, Ryuji can keep up with him and combined with his skill means they are pretty even at this moment. Which means it's time for some patented parkour dodging skills.
--Ryuji that is not preaching what you're screaming. But hey, it works enough for Ren to briefly side-step a little slower than usual and miss his mark.]
[ kill is such a strong word, though...deep down skull knows who this is, knows who he's dealing with here, but there's just that primal something-or-other inside of him that craves violence and other unspeakable things. it's exhausting, really, after going through the week prior with much of the same goals in mind. as soon as he'd started feeling more like himself, like ryuji, here he is back at it.
if anything, that's what had him running around his bedroom in circles, and it's what compels him to make a break for it here, snatching out at joker's coat to trip him up, clawtips long since penetrating his gloves to render them near useless. that was fast. ]
AND STAY STILL!
[ does he ever shut up? apparently not; skull sees fit to keep screaming and shouting and causing a ruckus in his wake. even each swing of his arms, the clomping of his boots are loud and overbearing. why's this fool darting and shimmying about like an annoying little fly? he could end this all if he could just land a nice solid hit— ]
...?!
[ or he could trip, and pitch right into joker. funny how when he isn't trying, he finally succeeds at something! now if he can only hold on, he'll be all the more successful. there's the problem. ]
[The action is violent enough for Joker to let out an "ouf!" as Skull slams into him. However, he's not one to just be out of the woods just yet, and before Skull can get a full grasp on him, so to speak, he quickly discards and moves out of his coat.
He rolls away with Skull holding on to his coat his shirt apparently being sleeveless as he reposition himself and then attempts to keep his momentum to knock his friend from standing using his legs in a sweeping motion.]
[ of course it's not that easy. he'd just have to make it not easy, make skull actually work for it...
speaking of things that are hard: ]
SHIT, DUDE! [ he stumbles and falls. there's something in his mouth, coppery—tasting a little blood would be nice, but not his own! ] THAT'S WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE OUTTA THE COAT?!
[ wait. what? this, somehow, is a new experience for him? ]
SAVE SOME GOOD LOOKS FOR THE REST OF US, DOUCHEBAG!
[ is this his (incredibly) crude attempt at...flirting? or is he still legitimately enraged? the world will never know. skull sure doesn't, he opens his trap to let just about anything spew forth from it right now. ]
[Not quite the reaction that Joker was expecting, but wow he's certainly take it. Maybe he should have done this earlier back home, this could have sol[ ]ved a lot of problems.]
THANKS!
[Well you gotta take the compliments as they are given to you, swears or not, right? Then he just laughs.]
Ryuji, last week pretty much confirmed what others think about how I think about you.
[It's (sort of) an attempt to flirt back, but also that protag need to make sure their friend understand that they have the goods, so to speak. He stands up with a flip backwards, adjusting his glove.]
Do you want to go for another round, or should I pull out the surprise I have for you?
THAT DRAGON DICK BULLSHIT DON'T COUNT, AND YOU KNOW IT!
[ now who's spewing out hot garbage? as if anyone would want a piece of skull—well, ryuji—on any other day!
if it's supposed to make him feel better, it just has the opposite effect. this guy with the goods clambers to his feet, spitting out the side of his mouth. not a great look for him, all in all. ]
I'M GONNA PULL YOU IF YOU DON'T GET BACK OVER HERE IN TEN SECONDS, Y'LITTLE—...
[ actually, why wait when he can start rushing over again, cracking his knuckles? he's really about to get it, this cocky cock... ]
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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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[ oh, not this garbage again— ]
FIGHT LIKE A MAN, YOU SON OF A BITCH! I'M SICK OF SURPRISES!
[ here comes the pose of a track team's former ace; he's ready to race off on a dime, if joker would just stand still for a minute... ]
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[Only because he knew you'd strike him and he wanted to shower you properly with his confetti love, Skull. There's a shattering glass sound that meant he'd changed Persona again before he cracks his knuckles and digs out his daggers, ready to jump to the nearest section of he comes too close.]
ARE YOU GONNA DRAW YOUR WEAPON OR NOT OR ARE WE DOING THIS MAN TO MAN?
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WOW! YOU TOTAL COCKBURGLAR!
[ and it's skull's cue to start dashing head-first. he doesn't come equipped with any horns—at a glance, he's just an ordinary phantom thief, nothing new or interesting to speak of about him—but that's not going to stop him from running into someone or something, if he has anything to say about it. ]
I SAID QUIT YELLIN'!
[ says the guy screaming and charging! he doesn't practice what he preaches, but as long as he can tackle joker, that's all that matters. ]
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He has to wonder how much Ryuji wants to kill him now and ponder if him or Akechi is the most who might actually put it off. Ren is fast, but this isn't his moon, even as a Phantom Thief, Ryuji can keep up with him and combined with his skill means they are pretty even at this moment. Which means it's time for some patented parkour dodging skills.
--Ryuji that is not preaching what you're screaming. But hey, it works enough for Ren to briefly side-step a little slower than usual and miss his mark.]
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[ kill is such a strong word, though...deep down skull knows who this is, knows who he's dealing with here, but there's just that primal something-or-other inside of him that craves violence and other unspeakable things. it's exhausting, really, after going through the week prior with much of the same goals in mind. as soon as he'd started feeling more like himself, like ryuji, here he is back at it.
if anything, that's what had him running around his bedroom in circles, and it's what compels him to make a break for it here, snatching out at joker's coat to trip him up, clawtips long since penetrating his gloves to render them near useless. that was fast. ]
AND STAY STILL!
[ does he ever shut up? apparently not; skull sees fit to keep screaming and shouting and causing a ruckus in his wake. even each swing of his arms, the clomping of his boots are loud and overbearing. why's this fool darting and shimmying about like an annoying little fly? he could end this all if he could just land a nice solid hit— ]
...?!
[ or he could trip, and pitch right into joker. funny how when he isn't trying, he finally succeeds at something! now if he can only hold on, he'll be all the more successful. there's the problem. ]
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He rolls away with Skull holding on to his coat his shirt apparently being sleeveless as he reposition himself and then attempts to keep his momentum to knock his friend from standing using his legs in a sweeping motion.]
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[ of course it's not that easy. he'd just have to make it not easy, make skull actually work for it...
speaking of things that are hard: ]
SHIT, DUDE! [ he stumbles and falls. there's something in his mouth, coppery—tasting a little blood would be nice, but not his own! ] THAT'S WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE OUTTA THE COAT?!
[ wait. what? this, somehow, is a new experience for him? ]
SAVE SOME GOOD LOOKS FOR THE REST OF US, DOUCHEBAG!
[ is this his (incredibly) crude attempt at...flirting? or is he still legitimately enraged? the world will never know. skull sure doesn't, he opens his trap to let just about anything spew forth from it right now. ]
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THANKS!
[Well you gotta take the compliments as they are given to you, swears or not, right? Then he just laughs.]
Ryuji, last week pretty much confirmed what others think about how I think about you.
[It's (sort of) an attempt to flirt back, but also that protag need to make sure their friend understand that they have the goods, so to speak. He stands up with a flip backwards, adjusting his glove.]
Do you want to go for another round, or should I pull out the surprise I have for you?
[No, it's not his dick.]
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THAT DRAGON DICK BULLSHIT DON'T COUNT, AND YOU KNOW IT!
[ now who's spewing out hot garbage? as if anyone would want a piece of skull—well, ryuji—on any other day!
if it's supposed to make him feel better, it just has the opposite effect. this guy with the goods clambers to his feet, spitting out the side of his mouth. not a great look for him, all in all. ]
I'M GONNA PULL YOU IF YOU DON'T GET BACK OVER HERE IN TEN SECONDS, Y'LITTLE—...
[ actually, why wait when he can start rushing over again, cracking his knuckles? he's really about to get it, this cocky cock... ]
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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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