::Typing on his keyboard, Madarame sat in the lounge with his laptop. He was trying to figure out how to get a certain program to work. Not an eroge or anything anime/game related even. To his chagrin, it seemed to not be working at all. Oh well, he thought to himself.::

::In the lounge, Madarame sat at a table, playing a 'rousing' (pun intended?) game of Ramen Angel Pretty Menma. It had been a while since he had played an adult game. Having had two female roommates now, he always felt too awkward to play any such game while a woman was around. But today, he gained the courage to try it out since the cart was ( Read more... )

::Madarame sat cross-legged on the floor, filing away his entire DVD collection. It had begun to become too disorganized and difficult to find the series he was looking for, so this was the best solution for this situation. One DVD case in particular caught his sight. As he lifted his copy of Love Tenshi, he chuckled. It had been a while since he'd ( Read more... )

::Walking about with hands stuffed in his pockets, Madarame wandered through the carts, trying to get some exercise. Having been cooped up in his room for so long with little human contact really got to him. As he made it to the arcade, he glanced around for any sign of life. For now, he was alone, it appeared. Making his way to the Tekken 5 ( Read more... )

::In the food court, Madarame sat at one of the tables with a manga in one hand and a fork full of ziti in the other. He didn't like the crowded airport or its bustling all that much, but he had gotten tired of being cooped up on the train for so long. Either way, he wondered if he would be able to meet any interesting people on that day.::

::In his room, Madarame sat on his bed, watching a mahou shoujo anime about young girls with powers based on various candy treats. This episode, in particular, was about them fighting against a monster...based on celery. He mused about how the message of the series seemed to be that 'candy was good, all other foods were bad'. Sighing, he wondered ( Read more... )

::Upon finishing wrapping his last gift, he set on top of the pile. It seemed that Madarame had truly outdone himself. He had never been good at decorating things, but he had put a lot of effort into these. Sighing a little, he hoped the people he bought gifts for would enjoy them. Tsuuma and Kenshin sprung to his mind in particular. He glanced ( Read more... )

::Yesterday, he had been made aware by Maria that today was going to be Edward Elric's birthday. Since he had enjoyed the Fullmetal Alchemist series so much, he felt indebted to help her set up the party for him. Seizing control of the dining cart for the day, he was putting up the cheap decorations he had bought from the dollar store. He had also ( Read more... )

::Walking about aimlessly, Madarame reflected on the events of the last few days, giving a lot of thought to his anime viewing with Tsuuma. Having watched all of Gurren Lagann must've been hard on her. It very likely brought back memories that caused her pain. And it was all because of him. Maybe if he hadn't continually hinted at the fact that she ( Read more... )

::Like a good otaku, he had stayed in his room for the past few days, mostly reading manga or sleeping or snacking on the random food he had managed to take on the train. It wasn't like he had much to do at the time, anyhow ( Read more... )