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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2018 22:15:26 GMT -4
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Toma sighed as he closed his umbrella, stepping out from under the cover of Okachimachi Station and onto the train heading down the Yamanote line. He managed to find a standing spot on the fourth or fifth compartment before the train started rolling down the line. 'Rains been hell...' He lamented. For the past three days, Tokyo had been slammed with constant rain. This also meant constant cloud cover, leaving Toma feeling tired and uncharged. He had actually stooped so low as to rent time in a tanning booth, just to keep himself perked up. He sighed again as they left the station proper, heading from Akihabara to Ikebukuro.
Toma looked around the train car as they passed through town. Lots of people from all walks of life just trying to get by. He himself was delivering a package to some ramen shop on the north side of Ikebukuro, he wasn't sure exactly what it was but it felt like some sort of cooking equipment. 'Mother needs to hire some new employees.' He thought, wishing there was someone else who could help bear the load.
The rain continued to slam into the side of the train as they passed over a highway, rocking the train a little with each torrential sheet. "Man... When is this crap gonna stop?!" It was really more of a curse to the heavens than an actual question, but it was all he had.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Aug 3, 2018 3:09:47 GMT -4
★ Push away the people who stood by my side  Prittle. Prattle.
The rain crashed down on top of them, the gray skies above finally giving in and breaking. For days now there had been nothing but rain, hail and high winds, likely signifying that summer was almost over. It had been a cold change to what had become the norm over the past several months. The usual heat was slowly being replaced by the cold and damp Fall precipitations, erupting at any given time without so much as a warning. It didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon, either.
Prittle. Prattle.
Jasmine, as she so often did, needed to escape the confines of Musutafu. Too often did she feel confined by Yuuei, her nature not allowing her to feel comfortable in once place for too long. Her first idea was a jog, but, surprisingly, the blonde hadn't felt like doing that either. She was feeling utterly lethargic, completely bogged down physically and mentally. She needed to relax; to get away for a bit and numb her brain a little bit. Not through alcohol or some any other stupid means that she'd ended up abusing before. No, now she just wanted to be a kid again. Having dressed up in nothing more than denim short shorts, a loose, several-sizes-too-large purple hoodie and some boots, Jaz had made her way to Tokyo and found the nearest arcade she could. Sure, Musutafu had arcades, but the whole point was to get the hell out of there. To change her environment. Besides; Tokyo's arcades were so much cooler.
Prittle. Prattle.
She didn't know how much time she spent there. Minutes... hours... honestly it felt like days. Earphones in, slow mood music playing through her phone, she played the machines with an expression that seemed devoid of life. The light from the machines reflected off of her eyes that were like mirrors, the lilac orbs practically devoid of life for one reason or another. She just felt tired. So, so tired of everything. Why? She didn't know. She figured it was just one of those things. For a good while now the blonde-haired hero-in-training felt like she didn't belong. Like she was in a place that was trying to do its best to push her out and not let her back in. She hadn't felt this way in a long, long while
Prittle. Prattle.
Before long Jaz had decided to go back home. Back to her dorm room. A place which, once so cherished, had also become a mere question mark in her head. She sighed; why were thoughts and feelings always so complicated? Her hood was over her head as she made her way to the station, hands in her hoodie's pocket as she walked slowly, completely unfazed by the thousands of rain pellets crashing down on top of her. Several strands of wet blonde hair stuck out from the side of her hood, damp and messy, the endings looking like she hadn't taken care of them for weeks. Her head was tilted ever so slightly as she stared at the ground with bags under her eyes, a clear indication that not even sleep had been something easily achieved. Walking, she simply counted the rain drops. One. Two. Three. And then a thousand. Two thousand. It didn't stop.
Prittle. Prattle.
She boarded the first train she came across. Jaz didn't even care where it'd take her. She just didn't want to go back to Musutafu yet. To a place that she wasn't sure was home anymore. She was utterly soaked as she stood in the train car, one hand on the railing above while the other pulled out her phone. Part of her wanted to disconnect from the world entirely, yet another part wanted to keep on going. It was a strange feeling, one that kept tugging her back and forth between decisions. And yet, decidedly, the girl closed the Yuuei chat app altogether. There was no room in her mind for that right now. Instead, she began browsing the news while she listened to the slow tunes coming from her earphones, her head slowly bobbing up and down to the rhythm.
Prittle. Prattle.
Voices around her had begun stirring, yet she paid them no mind. Too absorbed in trying to escape, Ember hadn't felt it until it was too late. The tremor. The shake. And the sudden tug of force that made her entire body crash backwards, cracking the glass of the train car she was in. Her world spun into a thousand different directions at the same time as screams of horror tore through the air as she gasped for air, her vision blurry. It felt like the world itself had suddenly flipped upside down and took them for a wild ride inside a blender. It kept going. On, and on, and on. Everything hurt. Everything hurt so much. When everything had finally stopped, she could hear the wheeze of metal as her train car loosely hung off of the edge of the bridge, nothing but a cold body of water below it.
Prittle...
Prattle...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2018 1:58:14 GMT -4
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Toma had been watching people mill about the train car. For the most part it had been boring, until he spotted a peculiar sight. There was a blonde girl, obviously European or American, soaked from head to toe and lost in some miserable thought. Toma always liked to people-watch, imagining thier lives and worries. This girl seemed quite bothered. A distant look in her eyes gave her a sweet mix of sorrow and anger. Like watching an animal in the zoo, taken from its home and thrown to the eyes of onlookers. He made up some story about a lover, probably a native, that had spurned her in some way. It was more a loose string of ideas than a real life that he imagined in his head. But it was a distraction from the awful rain.
That when the sky was ripped open, Tomas whole world jogged left with the sound of rending steel. He was launched through the air, along with his fellow passengers, as the train car started to derail. The sound was awful, a mixture of a thousand souls crying out in fear and the steel sarcophagus around them screeching as the wheels left the track. Toma felt his head crack into a railing as the train came to a stop on its side. He moaned as he felt the weight of someone on top of him, almost crushing him with their dead weight. He was incoherent, the world spinning around him and blinking in and out, but he mustered his will and pushed the person off of him. He managed to flip over on his stomach and push himself onto his knees as he regained his composure.
His vision was read, blurred by the stream of blood that had dripped from his painful forehead. He tried to take a deep breath but only reached, a mixture of pain from his ribs and the accident causing him to release his lunch across the corrugated steel. “I’ve..” He pushed himself up and tried to regain his balance. “Got to get help..” He started to stumble forward to find a exit before he remembered the person who had fallen on him. He stopped and flipped the body over, a middle aged gentleman in a once crisp suit. He checked his pulse, and confirmed he was still alive. He sighed, thankful and hopeful that he would be alright. “Hello?!” He stepped over the unconscious man and looked out onto the train cart. He dreaded the prospect that some of the patrons might be hurt, or worse. “Is any awake?!” He looked around, trying to spot anyone moving. “We need to get everyone out quickly!”
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Aug 20, 2018 6:06:19 GMT -4
★ Push away the people who stood by my side Jasmine's entire world spun all around her as she fought to breathe, the previous impact against the glass of the train having shaken her lungs out of place. She gasped for air, her eyes wide yet hazy. A whiny buzzing sound echoed in her ears, further increasing her confusion and dizziness. What the fuck happened?
Planting a lone hand on the ground to try and get up, the blonde lioness groaned loudly, feeling her entire body ache from the sudden crash. It took her a few seconds to regain her bearings but very soon the lioness had begun investigating the situation in an attempt to figure out what had occurred in the span of less than five seconds. Just like herself, people had been flung into every direction, some immediately unconscious, others fighting to get up just like she was. A quick glance outside the window told her that somehow the train had been derailed. A plethora of questions rose in her mind, yet she bit down all of them. She could figure out what the fuck happened later. Her first priority was to get everyone to safety. And if the fact that her train cart was halfway hanging over the edge of the bridge told her anything, it was that she didn't have much time.
Carefully, literally painfully so, Jaz stood up, trying not to destroy the balance of the train card lest they ended up crashing over the edge. A voice had called out - an unfamiliar one, yet welcome all the same. Glancing to the side, she spotted a male, blood dripping down his forehead, "I'm... here!" She replied, her voice coarse and rigid, a clear sigh that she was still shaken, "I'll-" Jaz's voice immediately cut off when something cracked and the train moved. A loud squeal of metal could be heard as the entire compartment shook, beginning to slide down over the edge before stopping again. Gritting her teeth, the blonde glanced at the male, "Counter-balance the other side! I'll try to get the injured over there. Oi, if anyone's awake, move!"
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Post by Esperia on Sept 27, 2018 20:31:21 GMT -4
Toma 6
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another dead thread >_<
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Post by Crimson on Sept 27, 2018 21:25:08 GMT -4
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