Niou Masaharu (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mathisradical) wrote2011-07-07 01:43 pm
mathisradical) wrote2011-07-07 01:43 pm
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Match 1 [Arrival]
[ Action for 1249 Williams Road. ]
[ Niou likes sleeping in, and waking him up before he's ready will make him grouchy and grumpy, and you'll probably regret doing it. Unfortunately for him and everyone around him, he isn't able to sleep in this morning, because there's sunlight seeping through his windows.
This is his first clue that something's not quite right. His room his black curtains so that the sunlight can't get through.
He sits up and blinks. And then does it again for good measure. After the initial "these aren't my clothes", "this isn't my room", and "where the fuck am I?"s, he decides he's going to play this totally cool. Yeah, he totally wakes up in strange places every day, and being in the 50's is totally cool with him. No biggie.
So he goes to explore the rest of this house that isn't fucking his. ]
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Holy fuck, it's been so long since I last watched Grease that I forgot how people dressed back then. I seriously need t'get my hands on a leather jacket. I'll go all John Travolta on your asses. Slicked back hair and everything. [ A short pause. ] Fuck. I don't suppose there's any place around here where I can get hair bleach, is there?
[ Niou likes sleeping in, and waking him up before he's ready will make him grouchy and grumpy, and you'll probably regret doing it. Unfortunately for him and everyone around him, he isn't able to sleep in this morning, because there's sunlight seeping through his windows.
This is his first clue that something's not quite right. His room his black curtains so that the sunlight can't get through.
He sits up and blinks. And then does it again for good measure. After the initial "these aren't my clothes", "this isn't my room", and "where the fuck am I?"s, he decides he's going to play this totally cool. Yeah, he totally wakes up in strange places every day, and being in the 50's is totally cool with him. No biggie.
So he goes to explore the rest of this house that isn't fucking his. ]
[ Phone: ]
Holy fuck, it's been so long since I last watched Grease that I forgot how people dressed back then. I seriously need t'get my hands on a leather jacket. I'll go all John Travolta on your asses. Slicked back hair and everything. [ A short pause. ] Fuck. I don't suppose there's any place around here where I can get hair bleach, is there?
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Now he's got this whole it's cool, I encounter talking not-cars all the time thing going on. ]
Guess the definition of car has seriously changed since I last checked.
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Me? Freak out? Never.
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[ The car unfolds- plating slides, joints lock into place, and blue sparks fly from too-long fingers, until standing there at his full 25-foot height is a big, blue robot. ]
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He stands and stares for a very long time, his eyes slightly wide, until he thinks he can speak without sounding totally freaked out. Which, y'know, he kind of is. When he does finally speak, he sounds a bit breathless. ]
So not an alien. A robot.
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Alien robot, thank you very much.
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Like that makes it any better. Why is there a fuckin' robot -Oh, excuse me, alien robot- in the driveway of this house that I mysteriously woke up in?
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Guess Marui was right about this place being bat-shit, then. Any other surprises in this place that I should know about? [ He gestures at the house behind him. ]
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I hope you don't expect me to call you "Dad". I don't even call my real dad "Dad".
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I'm Jolt.
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Does this mean that I have like, brothers and sisters and a mother, too?
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