[ voice | Japanese ]

In the end, does it really matter? Love, hope, dreams, wants, needs, fears, lies, happiness, sadness, and death? Does it matter?

Should I care?

Do I care?

I don't know any more.

So they just take them without warning, huh? How not clever of those guys. I wonder if they know what they're doing or if they just like playing god?

I guess this means I have to keep a close eye on them.

So, Tetsu, what are you doing? Wanna go with me to look for some food?

[ At first his voice sounds a lot like a little child's - lost, confused and hurting. But his voice grows louder and louder until he is screaming the words at the top of considerable singer's lungs. This is taking place outside, in the snow and if anyone is willing to investigate, they will find Ryuichi with blood on his hands and his outer clothing and two bodies in the snow with him. ]

You've got to be kidding me, right? It's nothing more than a joke. Just a joke and I just can't see it... Mika? Please tell me I'm right. Please?

[...]

YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME, RIGHT?



[ ooc; Taking place after this as of yet unfinished log. Long story short, Popple injures and kills Mika and Ryu has a psycho moment and kills Popple. COMMENTLOGS are welcomed~ ]

[ video ]

[ Yes, it might be cold and snowing and all crazy outside, but Ryuichi is not a man to let such little things like the elements, wild animals, and not having enough food to keep him inside his apartment. Maybe driven by his own inner problems, or by an insane need to sing, he left the warmth of the large shared bed in his apartment, and went across the frozen tundra that was a city and into the High School.

The video opens up to show the singer at an angle, his features gaunter than normal and his hair a wild tumble of half-dried wisps against his pale skin. He is playing around with Tohma's prized synthesizer, his usual companion of a pink rabbit no where in sight. After a few moments, he flicked a couple switches, starting a drum track and a simple loop of four keys. Then spreading his fingers over the keys, he plays and sings this song. Once done, he shuts everything off and just stares at the communicator. ]

It's not that hard, is it?

[ Reaching over, he covers the camera with something bright pink and fuzzy and patterned with several neat stitches. ]

You know Tetsu? Buddy? Dude? I think that if you're gonna have one of your friends staying here, he can help out a little bit, okay? And not just move all that stuff out of a room and pile it next to the fireplace either. ANYWAYS, what's his name?

OH! Tohma? I think you may get a couple requests from some guy wanting to hear classical stuff. He sounds a bit stuffy, so you two should get along just fine.

[ voice | Japanese ]

He's dead.

\ end transmission


[ooc; This is posted just after this post.]

[ voice | English ]

[ He's humming a song - not unusual - but then he starts singing it. And it's not just any song, it's this song. A pretty song, but really, it's not his usual stuff. After he gets done singing, he sighs. ]

You'd think people would learn. They never do.

...I'm going to make some stew.

\end transmission

Anyone have a request? I'm dying of boredom here and no one has blown up a building or tried kidnapping Shuichi and myself and there's no American manager waving guns around or any keyboardist being his fluffy evil self to keep me occupied.

How many people are doing a band thing here? I haven't heard or seen one around, though I have heard a couple people over these fake phones doing stuff like that. Wasn't this place suppose to have one? I was just wondering...