VIDEO001; (or action is fine too! REPLIES MAY BE SLOW BECAUSE I'M STILL GETTING THE HANG OF THINGS)
[ The screen you see has cracks all over the place, and one particularly huge one stretching right across it. The image flickers, as if fighting to stay alive. This is the aftermath of seeing Izaya for the first time on his guide. And unfortunately, he's still a little pissed. It looks like crushing the guide brought him no satisfaction at all --it's still Izaya's skull he wants to crush, you see. This is the New Admissions Terminal, and Shizuo is standing in line behind an alien who is arguing with the staff. ]
"I'm telling you, this is absurd! I am a king, how dare you assign me to such lowly quarters?!"
[ Inhale, Exhale. ] Hurry up.
"I deserve the best you've got in this dirty ship for peasants!"
I'm not in a good mood ... [ Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. ]
"This is a mistake, I tell you! A full-out mista --"
[You hear the faint sound of snapping, followed by a stomping, and suddenly it's like the whole room is being turned upside down. Why the hell is the admission desk six-feet in the air?! And why is it in two-parts?! Oh right, Shizuo just punched right through the motherfucker. This guy truly has serious anger management issues. ]
So you're a king, aah? A king?! Let me tell you one thing. I don't give a crap.
[ He moves toward a pillar and wraps his arms around it, before PULLING THAT HUGE PIECE OF SHIT OUT AND HOLDING IT IN THE AIR. ]
I told you to hurry up. Why didn't you listen? Haaah?! Since you held up the line, it must mean that you don't want the rest of us to enter. It must mean you want the rest of us to die out here in space.
Then, you shouldn't have any complaints when I do this, right?
[ Swinging that huge pillar like one would a baseball bat, Shizuo slams it right into that alien. There is a sharp sound of bones cracking, and that alien doesn't even have the time to think before he's heading face-first right out the ship's window. Don't worry, his kind can breathe in space or something.
Shizuo drops the bloodied pillar, letting it roll away. As the furniture and walls regenerate around him; he takes a deep breath, moves up the line and goes to fill in his form like nothing just happened. ]
"I'm telling you, this is absurd! I am a king, how dare you assign me to such lowly quarters?!"
[ Inhale, Exhale. ] Hurry up.
"I deserve the best you've got in this dirty ship for peasants!"
I'm not in a good mood ... [ Inhale, Exhale. Inhale, Exhale. ]
"This is a mistake, I tell you! A full-out mista --"
[You hear the faint sound of snapping, followed by a stomping, and suddenly it's like the whole room is being turned upside down. Why the hell is the admission desk six-feet in the air?! And why is it in two-parts?! Oh right, Shizuo just punched right through the motherfucker. This guy truly has serious anger management issues. ]
So you're a king, aah? A king?! Let me tell you one thing. I don't give a crap.
[ He moves toward a pillar and wraps his arms around it, before PULLING THAT HUGE PIECE OF SHIT OUT AND HOLDING IT IN THE AIR. ]
I told you to hurry up. Why didn't you listen? Haaah?! Since you held up the line, it must mean that you don't want the rest of us to enter. It must mean you want the rest of us to die out here in space.
Then, you shouldn't have any complaints when I do this, right?
[ Swinging that huge pillar like one would a baseball bat, Shizuo slams it right into that alien. There is a sharp sound of bones cracking, and that alien doesn't even have the time to think before he's heading face-first right out the ship's window. Don't worry, his kind can breathe in space or something.
Shizuo drops the bloodied pillar, letting it roll away. As the furniture and walls regenerate around him; he takes a deep breath, moves up the line and goes to fill in his form like nothing just happened. ]