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Post by WILLIAM on Apr 28, 2013 14:11:04 GMT -8
What luck William has, a library was located in the south district. He began to enjoy this troubling island a bit more than before. This library was pretty decent, though its no british library. His shoes hardly made a sound in this quite library. As a murderer, it is wise to always be silent even in foot steps. The smell of the books was quite refreshing. All library's smell the same but this one smelled a little less musty, a slight disappointment. William always looks for something to be slightly disappointed in. For he loves to complain about everything.
His left hand dragging across the book spines on the shelves as he walks by. He entered a more opened area of the library. There were a few people here and there. Reading quite interesting books, he knew they were interesting because he is quite the reader and he could see the back of their books quite well. He smiled lightly as he chuckled a little with his mouth closed. It echoed slightly, the walls of this library had that effect. Never had it seem so creepy as it does now. He passed threw the opening quickly yet smooth like.
His fingers running across the book shelf he had just begun walking by. A book has stopped him in his silent walk. He turned and looked at it for only a short moment before he took it off the shelf. He began reading, standing of course. He does not need to sit at the moment nor is he tired. He simply wants to read while keeping a eye open around him. Just in case anyone wants to harass the new guy.
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Post by John Smith on Apr 28, 2013 15:46:24 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; padding: 10px;][bg=121212] THIS IS A GAME. DO NOT TRUST YOUR EARS. WHAT YOU HEAR ARE LIES. Libraries. He liked them well enough. It was silent, nagging people didn't get there and even less annoying brats that kept on trying to get into trouble with him. He loved his companion (no homo) but really, Phoenix was one piece of young shit that should learn to stop acting like an arrogant peacock. Well, at least he was allergic to books. Or so he assumed, since he had never seen the kid make a single step in a library before. Or even caught him with another book than a magazine, be it whatever people of his age read. So, he went for a friggin' book because he had enough of people in the Dogs being so dumb. Or uncultured. Like, really, even if he was around the mafia and the FBI for most of his life, it didn't mean he was a complete idiot either. Seriously. If only Phoenix had been wiser and if only he didn't had this mask, he could've gone to the gorillas, who he would've liked to be in. But alas, he had the bad guys look, so he dealt with it. Though, he had to admit that he liked the effect he had here. Red spandex, mask, standing in the library. The thug, the scary looking person in the middle of books, trying to do as if he was a normal citizen. And shit, he was one! T'wasn't 'cause he was with the thugs that he was one. Or maybe he was. But still. So. Books. Novels. He wanted a friggin' good novel. And since his knowledge in good novels (especially romantic ones - what? He missed his wife and kids and needed an escape, sheesh), he had to ask around. But you just don't ask anybody about it. You needed the looks for it. Simply said, if you looked like a mofo or some random girl with blue hair, you failed in Logan's books. Because you don't look very serious like that. Nor knowledgeable. Logan, also called John Smith (John Doe would've done it better, really), had thus been strolling through the hallways. Looking for his 'prey'. Until he found it. Walking backwards a few steps, he stuck his masked head between two bookshelves and stared at the man with the scary pointy face and the business costume. Seemed totally legit. And totally the person you should ask about books. But then, he was new and was actually reading something that looked like a thick novel. So, he would do. "Hey, bob." he called out for him. "Could ya lend me a hand? I'm trying to find a good book, but my knowledge begins and ends with the Bible and Tom Sawyer."It was the truth. He had read kiddie books for his kids, the Bible when he had been in Korea and Tom Sawyer when he had been in school. All the other books he might have touched, well, he had forgotten about them. TAGGING:William | WORDS: HERE | NOTES: Just...don't take it personally. he calls everyone he meets at first "bob" or "kid" or "lady" |
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Post by WILLIAM on Apr 29, 2013 18:09:50 GMT -8
William was simply innocently reading a nice book. He didn't ask for any disturbances, nor was he looking for any action. But a man dressed in read and black decided to pick him out of all the boring people in this library. Why was William the popular choice, oh why him? "Good god man, have you no shame. This is a library not a convention." He reacted not to well to the appearance of the red and black man. This mans appearance disturbed him to no end. It was completely improper to be playing around in a costume.
And the words this man was spewing out at William. He had the gall to ask William where to find a good book. His brow raised and mouth frowned. His head filled with so many words that they shall burst out right now like a volcano. "Do…. I look like a librarian to you? Do you not have eyes? Have you simply lost your inability to read or have you never been able to read. What kind of half wit comes up to another civilian and, ask for someone to do your search for you. You have some nerve." William certainly acted like he had a pine cone shoved up his ass. He had no helpful bone in his body. He was just mad because he believed this red and black man was just screwing around like a delinquent. William turned away from the man and began walking away. He gripped onto his book, thinking that he'd need it to blind side this man if he dares to attack William for what he had said to him.
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Post by Ryan on Apr 30, 2013 2:50:06 GMT -8
library lurking What was he even doing in here, Ryan thought to himself as he scoured the shelves for any sign of an interesting read. To be honest, he wasn't all that much of reader, with the exception of the odd comic book that is! That, and old sports books, but judging by the reading material of most of the people in here, he would probably be a little out of place. As if that had bothered him before, sometimes it was good to be different, but then becoming altered had maybe taken this a step too far.
Picking a book at random from the shelf he had been hovering around, he made his way over to an empty table and stopped himself from placing his feet upon it. The last thing he needed was an infraction for making the place look untidy, or something like that, as any excuse could bring him just that one step closer to the reaper. Instead, he leaned forward as he perused the contents of the book. He swore that he could read a little faster than before, but then that was probably just him. What was true was that he really was taking in this stuff and understanding it, giving him a sense of, well, something, that a comic wouldn't have done!
Although he had this sense of achievement, he was itching to be back on his feet again. The never ending feeling of energy was starting to get a bit annoying, as he didn't want a name as the crazy guy who did nothing but exercise or run around being hyper! Actually, he would prefer not to stick out too much at all, it was less trouble that way, but sometimes he really couldn't help intervening.
Hearing an altercation of sorts taking place, Ryan looked up from his book and witnessed a masked guy being chewed up and spat out by some weird looking guy with a pointed chin. Well, not literally chewed up, that would be messy, but the question he had asked had really irked the man! What kind of half wit comes up to another civilian and asks for someone to do your search for you, he had asked, and Ryan lowered his book with a smirk. Finally, a little entertainment, he mused as he wondered if they were going to start fighting or something. That would be fun to watch, but then time and a place had to be considered.
"If you guys are gonna beat seven shades out of each other, can you do it elsewhere please? Some of us are trying to read without being a pain in the arse!"
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Post by John Smith on Apr 30, 2013 4:29:09 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; padding: 10px;][bg=121212] THIS IS A GAME. DO NOT TRUST YOUR EARS. WHAT YOU HEAR ARE LIES. Dude. Was this guy for real? Logan found himself staring at the man, not quite sure if he had heard right. Was this guy walking with a stick in his ass all the time or was this his nature? Like, seriously. He didn't even- So what if he was weirdly clad? He had only had those clothes when he was shipped off and he wasn't going to buy new stuff when he needed the daru for other things! And besides, judging on the monkey clad people from the Beauties, he found that he looked himself pretty spiffy. At least you could fight in it. "Look, I was just asking if you knew any good titles! Not if you could go search for it in my stead. I got eyes, legs and hands for that." he told the man in an annoyed tone of voice. "Those chicks over there were reading manga! I can't ask them to give me good directions when it comes to classical literature."This man, whoever he was, clearly thought he was superior. And was a complete moron who couldn't listen properly to people or read between the lines. "I came to see you because I thought you might just have a good piece of advice in books for me. But clearly, you think yourself superior to anybody else because we don't wear suits. Well, bob, hate to tell you, you're imprisoned in this hellhole just like us. Good day."John then turned around, hearing a new voice joining the conversation. Younger, he seemed to have more energy as well as a person. Though, he was also reading something that looked like something decent and not stupid comic books. But then, wasn't he a comic book character either.He sighed and glanced one last time at the fancy looking guy, noting him down as an annoying person in his books. Books. He was now thinking only about books. Libraries and weird people were dangerous for his mental health. Seriously. Logan walked up to the kid and jerked his thumb to the rows of books. "I am so never going to talk to this one again. Could you help me instead, kiddo?"TAGGING:William, Ryan | WORDS: HERE | NOTES: Surez~ Join in  |
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Post by WILLIAM on Apr 30, 2013 8:40:43 GMT -8
William stopped in his tracks, listening to the man in red and black. He had blown a rage bomb over this man. He acted like a jerk toward the man and he realized what a horrible person he had been. His expression was full of sorrow of how horrible he's just been. Though the red and black man can't see that expression. Others who may have been watching could. That is only if others were watching, which might not have been. He placed his hand over his face, shaking his head in disappointment in himself. William is pretty gutsy with his acting. He almost never acts like his true self. Acting was so very enjoyable especially when people fall for his acting. The show had reached its second act. "I'm sorry," William slightly yelled to the red and black man, sounding sincere. "I've been a pompous ass," He stepped a few feet closer. His ashamed expression in full view. He had a hard time looking the man in the eye. "I assumed because of your looks and how you spoke to me, that you were screwing with me." He rubbed the back of his own neck. Finally looking the man in the eyes. "I shouldn't have assumed and I should have been more trust worthy and kind to you."
He looked at the other person that unfortunately had been dragged into their conversation. "I wish you would forgive me but who would ever forgive an asshole like me." Getting to the point of his assholery. His expression filled with sorrow as he spoke about his reason for being a jerk. "Its just, my family threw me here, like I was a stranger." He placed his hand on his chest as to point to himself. He began to sound quite frustrated. "All those years of spoiling me, loving me, treating me like I was the world to them, it was all a lie." A bitter rage boiled over him, quite the emotional chap isn't he. "And I'm angry at myself, what a stupid fool I am. Trusting the people that should have fought to keep me away from this island. The people that I thought was my loving family." He sighed and placed his book down on the shelf. The wrong shelf, far away from its original home. He forced himself to remove his emotion and buck up like he should be tough about it. "Well this superior pompous ass will remove his ass from this building." He cracked a smile, which seemed to want to reverse into a frown. "Thank you for listen, even though I might have now become a pathetic superior pompous ass. Well not really superior at all." He laughed a little at himself and turned his back to the man and the newcomer. He rubbed the back of his neck again as he walked the walk of shame.
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Post by Ryan on Apr 30, 2013 14:28:59 GMT -8
library lurking Ryan couldn't help but follow the mans gaze as he mentioned the girls reading the manga. They were cute, not that he was fussed over the gender, but he agreed that they did look a little ditzy. Like the girls at school who would sit about giggling and painting their nails all day. Not his type, but then why was he looking for eye candy in this place?
He'd say this, the man in the red gave as good as he got, but he was pleased that he had decided to walk away, rather than start a ruckus. Smart man, he thought as it finally dawned on him that he was reading about the history of atoms. That's what picking a book at random did, but the really disturbing thing was that he was actually getting this stuff. Seriously, how did a second heart turn him into a nerd? That was a scarier thought than being stuck in this place for all eternity!
Smiling as the the red clad guy approached, the young man listened to what he had to say. Harsh, he thought, although before he could respond the other man approached. It seemed as though he'd had a sudden change of heart, and one that he was pretty sure was genuine. He looked pretty sincere anyway, and recounting his tale he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him. No wonder he was in such a foul mood! Although his own family had been extremely close knit, he wondered how they had reacted when they had heard of what he had become and what he had done. Would they have done the same thing? Disowned him and turned him in to these people? No, he couldn't believe that, he wouldn't!
As the man who had started the altercation began what could be described as a walk of shame, Ryan jumped from his seat and jogged after him.
"Hey, no harm done right?", he assured him as he caught up. I'm not surprised your so pissed off, I know I am!" He was new too, in fact he was sure they had caught each others gaze briefly at some point. He did seem vaguely familiar, but then he could be imagining it.
"Don't know about that guy, but you've done no wrong to me. Plus, you manned up and apologised, which makes an okay man in my book!" Very few would apologise for such actions, never mind so quickly, and Ryan found that admirable.
Holding out a hand, a cocky grin crossed the youths features as he offered it to the older man. Whether he accepted it or not was his business, but it was no skin off his nose either way! Well, not unless this guy's power was to peel skin from noses, among other parts, which he imagined would be pretty gruesome.
"Name's Ryan, how about we try that again huh?" He gestured toward the table he had been sitting at just moments ago. Would he want to give the other man another chance, or more importantly hang out with some stupid kid? Well, that was his choice!
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Post by John Smith on Apr 30, 2013 16:44:35 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; padding: 10px;][bg=121212] THIS IS A GAME. DO NOT TRUST YOUR EARS. WHAT YOU HEAR ARE LIES. What the- He didn't even- This person, in a suit, sure was weird. And suspicious. Going from an asshole to a poor chap in a matter of seconds, Logan didn't like that. He hadn't been an secret agent for years for nothing. And even less been part of the korean mafia either. And if he was right, then this person was spewing bullshit. Most likely trying to lure the more naive in some sort of trap. Like the brown haired kid. Ryan was his name? Yeah, Ryan. But yeah. This older man was what? Thirty? Fourty? Not more though. But in either case, even if he was wrong on his age, he was legit and old enough to live alone. And, if he thought that a veteran, especially a weird looking one, would fall for his naive talk, then sorry bob, but you entered the wrong neighborhood. Well, lucky thing he wasn't a dog, or they would've made a nice meal out of him. With a silent groan, he watched the brunet run after the older guy and followed them. He'd better play the game along then. He didn't like trouble and didn't wish to have any reason to give him any either. "Kid, you'd better stop being so naive and trusting this easily." he warned Ryan, ruffling his head with one of his gloved hands. Then, he turned his masked face towards the other one, hoping that his 'smile' would get through his voice - at least he wasn't frowning, which always gave him a more intimidating look. "Name's John Smith, Bob. Share yours and we're good. No harm done, as the kid said. And next time, you might wish to add some water in your wine. Now, if either of you could maybe actually tell me about your favorite novels, I'd appreciate. And if I find something, I treat you both to dinner, 'kay?"And hopefully that wouldn't be a waste of daru. It was rare when he even shared any of it with anyone. And he used even less of the daru than Phoenix ever did too - the kid was still a kid he supposed and magazines still were part of his daily business. Well...At least, he'd have one Gorilla in his pocket and another one on his watching list. And all this information could be useful in the future he guessed. On Area D, you never knew enough. TAGGING:William, Ryan | WORDS: HERE | NOTES: Surez~ Join in |
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Post by Ryan on May 3, 2013 8:43:27 GMT -8
library lurking "He-hey!", the teen cried out as his hair was ruffled. Naive huh? That was a new one, he mused. As for easily trusting, who'd said anything about actual trust? Reaching out to others was simply what he did, in fact it could take a long time before he trusted anyone completely. Oh well, may as well play the game, he thought as he attempted to smooth his hair back into place. The stories he had heard from his fellow prisoners had been less than encouraging with regards to the various happenings around this place. Having allies would be a pretty hefty benefit, mutually so, if he really wanted to live beyond his first week!
With no response from the other as of yet, Ryan instead turned toward the one who had decided to treat him as if he had he aged ten years. Elders often did that, and he knew not to take it personally, but it could still be a little irksome! Either way though, he had asked another question, which he chose to answer with a shrug.
"Just got here, so don't actually know what's actually here", he responded as he looked around. Wasn't there a librarian or someone here? He hadn't seen anyone in that capacity as of yet, but surely someone would have taken on that responsibility by now, right?
Getting back on topic, Ryan continued by listing his favourite genres.
"My personal favourites are thrillers and horrors, something to get the heart pumping, you know?"Well, hearts in his case! "In fact..." he added as went of in search of those very sections. He had his a few in mind, but there was only one way of actually finding out if they were here. Now where were they?
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