So, guys. How's my driving?

Got a comment on how I'm playing Neku? Positive or negative--go ahead and hit me with it.

Comments screened, anonymous allowed.

[Have a Neku voice, Discedo, sounding more excited than anyone here has ever heard him.]

I got a charger! For my MP3 player.

...I don't know what the hell the scientists are trying to pull, but this is really freakin' rad.

[Shuffling noises and a click, and the voice feed cuts off. Someone might not be responding to tags for a while. Which ( Read more... )

[BZZT.]

Wh--Oh. That again. Took it long enough, I guess.

Uh... Joshua? Where's the can-opener?

..........

So... anyone know why we all got these plants? And why mine is all prickly?

.............

I don't like the sound of this.

Who are all these people?

[BZZZZZZZZT.] --Nngh. What the..

[The video function switches on as the communicator clatters to the floor beside Neku's bed, providing a view of the ceiling and, after a moment, an arm reaching down to shove it under the bed, followed by some unintelligible grumbling noises and the sound of someone rolling over. A few seconds later, some sleepy ( Read more... )

Yeah, so, forget my last post. Thanks for the bleach, whoever it was.

Anyone else bored out of their mind?

( [Private to Self] )

[A sigh.] Does anyone have any bleach?

[ooc note: Hey, guess what color a Japanese person's hair turns when bleached? Yep. Pretty much Neku's exact hair color. Roots beginning to show? He has no idea what you're talking about.]

[Here, have a reference pic, courtesy of Joshua's mun. No hair gel in Discedo, either. Let's just hope he doesn't snap ( Read more... )

Looks like the monsters left. Those zombie-like ones, anyway. Anyone know what those were?

[Locked to Mr. H]

Hey, I need to--last night--

...You were right. About Joshua.

So what the hell do I do now?

[/Locked]

What's the library like here? Since there's nothing else to do except watch the monsters maul each other.

[--BZZZT.]

Nngh. --the hell?

This must've been what that girl was talking about. Worst. Birthday present. Ever.

...Fine. If they want us to talk, I guess we have to.

......

So. What's up with this fog?

Yeah, right. “Use this.” Original. Another game? Could’ve at least waited until I was dead, for once.

Anyone want to let me know what kind of game this is, and why the hell I’m here this time? Last I checked, I wasn’t dead, so what gives? Guess they missed me. I'm starting to think this will never end.

Wh-Huh?

[A scrambling noise, followed by a ( Read more... )