Hizumi "every bad breakup song" Mizushiro (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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destinystrings2013-05-20 03:10 am
bondsofsuffering) wrote in destinystrings2013-05-20 03:10 am
Entry tags:
Fourth Curse
Who: Hizumi Mizushiro, OPEN
Where: Libra Ward (The 20th); Cancer Ward Arcade (The 24th)
Summary: Hizumi's getting his memories stuck in a blender, and the end result is a coffee-loving devil who's acting a little more... well, devious.
Warnings: None in particular.
MAY 20TH
[A fight has broken out on the streets today, involving a few of the residents. Characters who listen to the shouting might, through the heavy swearing, be able to put two and two together and figure out that it has something to do with Mr. Redshirt scamming Mr. Greenshirt's grandmother out of her money.
It hadn't been all that difficult to set up. Redshirt was far too obvious about his ploys, and his data was readily available if you knew how to go about getting it... A single anonymous tip-off was all it took to get the easily riled Greenshirt to dole out the proper punishment himself.
Eventually, someone calls the cops and the two men are taken in, but a certain boy lingers at the scene, sipping idly at a can of coffee.
Is he... smiling?]
MAY 24TH
[Hizumi can be found working his shift at the arcade as usual, but he seems... distracted. He frequently puts a hand on his head whenever he doesn't think anyone is looking, and although he can usually get it together enough to greet customers with the usual cheer, there are times when he can't quite hide a wince.]
'I died. But that can't be right. I can't die. Not like that, not like--'
A card for two hours? Sure, I'll ring you up!
'I don't have a wife. And I definitely didn't work on a farm. ...Right?'
There, that should do it. Have fun!
'I became a demon. But I was already born as the devil. So how...?'
Where: Libra Ward (The 20th); Cancer Ward Arcade (The 24th)
Summary: Hizumi's getting his memories stuck in a blender, and the end result is a coffee-loving devil who's acting a little more... well, devious.
Warnings: None in particular.
MAY 20TH
[A fight has broken out on the streets today, involving a few of the residents. Characters who listen to the shouting might, through the heavy swearing, be able to put two and two together and figure out that it has something to do with Mr. Redshirt scamming Mr. Greenshirt's grandmother out of her money.
It hadn't been all that difficult to set up. Redshirt was far too obvious about his ploys, and his data was readily available if you knew how to go about getting it... A single anonymous tip-off was all it took to get the easily riled Greenshirt to dole out the proper punishment himself.
Eventually, someone calls the cops and the two men are taken in, but a certain boy lingers at the scene, sipping idly at a can of coffee.
Is he... smiling?]
MAY 24TH
[Hizumi can be found working his shift at the arcade as usual, but he seems... distracted. He frequently puts a hand on his head whenever he doesn't think anyone is looking, and although he can usually get it together enough to greet customers with the usual cheer, there are times when he can't quite hide a wince.]
'I died. But that can't be right. I can't die. Not like that, not like--'
A card for two hours? Sure, I'll ring you up!
'I don't have a wife. And I definitely didn't work on a farm. ...Right?'
There, that should do it. Have fun!
'I became a demon. But I was already born as the devil. So how...?'
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[...Buuut it's also an excuse to play a game instead, and let's be real here, not like anyone is going to suddenly come a half hour before their shift...
With a slightly defeated shrug, he walks out from behind the counter, giving his knuckles a good crack in preparation.]
Alright, fine. But if someone does walk in, you owe me.
[It's not much of a threat at all, everything considered. With a quick glance to make sure no one looks like they will soon be in need of assistance, he strolls right up to that One Generic Taiko game, swiping a card to pay.]
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[Atsuro will glance around to make sure no one is in the vicinity before he edges away from Hizumi's station to peer at what the guy is doing.]
Remember - you have to play on Hard or above! Normal doesn't count; it's way too easy.
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[He goes through the songs and settings pretty quickly, although he does pause before the last of the selections to shake out his arms in preparation for the song.]
Alright, let's do this!
[Thankfully, the beginning at least relies mostly on being able to match the pace, which he can manage to do just fine. It even works as a good warm up for when the beat gets more complicated.
By the time he reaches the midpoint, he's got a good pace set, his arms practically a blur as he strikes the taiko. Is... is he going to perfect it?
...
Indeed he does. He's got a pretty satisfied look as he finishes off the song, somehow finding the time to do a small flourish for the very last strike.]
1/3
2/3
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[Forget watching Hizumi's post Atsuro is now standing right next to the screen and staring at it as if it's bewitched or something.]
What?!
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Told you it wasn't so bad!
[And, still looking slightly smug, he returns to his post behind the counter.]
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[Atsuro continues to garble and splutter incoherently as he trails along behind Hizumi back to the counter.]
...
You have to show me how to do that!!
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[He gives a casual shrug.]
...Unless you can't even play that fast?
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Is your Persona a god of music or something?
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[Yes totally.]
As for my Persona-- not really.
[God was the one who excelled at music, and his Persona certainly isn't Him.]
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It's your world, isn't it? You're all trained from birth to start drumming and you never thought to mention it because it seems completely normal to you.
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You mean your world doesn't do that?
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[The forefinger is outstretched in the classic position of 'OBJECTION' or 'THIS PERSON is the murderer!!!']
...
You're not serious, are you?
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[That much at least rings true with all of his memories.]
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[Totally more plausible than Hizumi being a master taiko drummer.]
OK, give me a few dozen tokens or something. I'm gonna be here awhile.
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[Since apparently Atsuro struggles at achieving that or something. He'll go ahead and ring that up, though.]
Alright, here you go! Good luck.
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[Atsuro clamps his hand around the fistful of tokens confidently.]
I'll catch up to you yet, just you watch!
[This is not true at 2 o'clock in the morning, nor will it be true at any time after that. Perhaps this is a good time to pull away from this thread.]