Post by woof on Oct 22, 2011 19:17:34 GMT -5
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YOU'DFLYUPACROSSTHESKY
JUST TO PROVE YOUR POINT NOW WOULDN'T YOU?
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WHAT could Kiyoshi be doing on an ordinary, boring day? He could have studied, or perhaps gone home to Japan to visit his parents. But noooo, he was sneaking around the halls (rather loudly, if I might add) spying on people he didn't even know. Why was he doing this? He was bored, duh. Light brown eyes peeking around a corner, Kiyoshi quickly trotted to yet another corner to hide behind. Kiyoshi darted from corner to corner, sometimes putting his hands up, as if he really knew karate. He even tried to do one of those run-and-roll moves that you see in the movies, but he ended up just tripping and falling, before wigging to the next corner. The other people in the hall, which Kiyoshi was trying to spy on, were looking at him with the 'is-this-guy-retarded-o-wait-it's-just-Kiyoshi' look that he commonly got. As Kiyoshi spotted their eyes on him, he gave a large snap and pouted. "Damn! And I thought I wouldn't be caught. Meanies...." Kiyoshi spoke to no one in particular, his Japanese accent completely visible as he stood there, pouting. The other students quickly shuffled away, as Kiyoshi stood there alone, the Japanese prince giving a childish look. As he noticed that everyone was gone, he blinked, as if he was surprised. Sad thing is, that he really was surprised. "Oh? Where did every one go?" Kiyoshi looked around a bit, before shrugging and skipping off once more.
AS Kiyoshi skipped down the hall, he noticed a young lady sitting down the bench, her eyebrows scrunched in frustration, staring at a paper. Kiyoshi tilted his head as he sat down next to her, swinging his long legs back and forth as he peeked at her paper. 'What was the name of the Italian cruise ship hijacked by Palestinian terrorists in October 1985?' Kiyoshi gave a small smile, and suddenly said, "The answer is Achille Rauro. Rauro... RAURO!" Due to his Japanese accent, Kiyoshi could not pronounce 'L's, for it did not exist in the Japanese language. He repeatedly tried to say 'Lauro', but utterly failed, and instead wrote it down for the female on her paper, in his long and curly handwriting. The second question was also easy (for Kiyoshi, at least.) 'Sculptor Drederic Auguste Bartholdi based the face of the Statue of Liberty on whom?' "On his mommy. A pretty rady, if I do say so myserf..." The girl wrote down the answer, and gave a mumble of a thank you, obvious embarrassed for needing help from a goofball like Kiyoshi. She quickly walked away, not looking back. Now, Kiyoshi was alone once more, his feet swinging back and forth. Kiyoshi looked around, his hands on the bench. "Ehhhhh.... Where does everyone keep going?" Kiyoshi continued to glance around, before mumbling, "Now I have no one to spy on....Meanies..."
"Talking talking talking talking talking talking talking"
'thinking thinking thinking thinking thinking thinking thinking'
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WORDS! 475
TAGS! Open!
OUTFIT! white converse, this shirt, and these jeans.
CREDIT! lyrics from "Strong Enough" by Tal Bachmen, template by zee of caution
NOTES! Open for anyone to join! Kiyoshi may change a bit through out this thread, since I still have to get used to roleplaying as him.
