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discoprince @ 2008-05-04T15:12:00

2008-05-04T21:26:02Z

Heeeeere we go~ It's funny, I got inspired for most of these by taking out the garbage...Heh. Though not in the way that these guys do it.

Title: Fluids
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Mainly Kiriwar
Prompt: [020] Colourless
Word Count: 119
Rating: 14A for... gross stuff...
Author's Notes: I'm probably taking creative liberties here in regards to biology... but oh well.

Kiriwar thought himself more discriminate when it came to body fluids, whereas the brat was happy enough to spill blood and laugh insanely as the red drops splattered and flew. For his part, and due to Mitsuko-san being what she was, Kiriwar had to diversify.

For him, the blood came at the end. Before that, if he was having fun and not just doing his job, would be bone marrow, lymph, spinal fluids, and others, all circulating in that neat little factory. In the end, death was colourless; after all those things have leaked out -- grayish bone marrow, yellow lymph, the white of the eyes -- what you had left was an empty body, devoid of life and color.

Title: The Third Eye
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi and Kiriwar
Prompt: [022] Enemies
Word Count: 159
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Line is a drug distributed by Vischio... It's supposed to make you stronger but if you up the dosage you die ^_^ I figured Gunzi would get all messed up if he took it, so here we are... While Kiriwar would probably not pass up the opportunity to kill Gunzi one of these days, I do believe that somewhere deep, deep inside he does care about the guy a little bit...

Gunzi awoke to find himself being held down by a man. Moreover, he felt hands holding his tattooed throat -- fingers in his mouth. "Hey, what the hell old man, get the--" He protested loudly, but within a few seconds he realized that it was not Kiriwar. He stared into green eyes half-obscured by flaming red hair -- he had never, ever seen this man before. Something bitter, liquid, flowing, hit his tongue. "That's right, my pet... Swallow." The man on top of him said. Something inside him churned, trying to wake up, painfully. Gunzi winced, drew in a sharp breath, curled into a ball...

It was then that he heard a loud crack and following that a heavy thud. Darkness.

He came to and found Kiriwar moodily cleaning his pipe.
"Was a shadow..."
"Yeah."
"Gave me Line..."
"Yeah."
"Tastes like shit."
"Bastard was probably from the outside. Dunno why he came after such a dumb brat like you, though."

Title: Rules
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi's POV, mentions Kiriwar.
Prompt: [084] Found
Word Count: 156
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Guess what the small fuzzy things are! ^_^

Gunzi loved the bins because there was always something interesting waiting inside, and because it pissed off Kiriwar. Kiriwar never went into the bins and he didn't let Gunzi go either, but Gunzi went anyway because he didn't care. Sometimes he found small fuzzy things with tails and carried them around a little, before Kiriwar told him to let the damn thing go; other times he'd find big things like guns, and he'd start looking because guns weren't allowed in the game. That was a Big Rule. One of the pervert's rules. Kiriwar made a rule not to go in the bins, but those were Little Rules. Gunzi could break those and even get away with no broken fingers if he was lucky or if the old man was slow. It was okay, though. He knew he could kill him whenever he wanted. If he did, though, there'd be no one left to play with.

More drabbles!

2008-03-18T17:38:38Z

Title: Bloodhound
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi and Kiriwar, as described by Inu
Prompt: [036] Smell.
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Author's Notes: A little bit of much-needed explanation : Inu is the “pet” of Arbitro, the guy who is basically The Punishers’ boss. Inu is blind and mute but Arbitro, being the crazy surgeon that he is, gave him a really strong sense of smell. Gunzi and Kiriwar take him out on their “rounds” because he can smell out the fake tags...

Suddenly, the prized pet found himself alone, outside. Inu focused and tried to remember a way to locate his caretakers.

The Giggling One bore the smell of blood, always blood, and madness. Some would say madness has no scent, but Inu knew that it did. The Breathing Man was so much harder to place; he would smell of raw meat, and wet earth, and sometimes cold winds from the frigid north. Other times, he would also smell of blood, but not quite as strong as his companion.

And so he followed it; madness and blood, meat and freshly dug graves.

Title: Manners
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi and Kiriwar, Arbitro’s POV
Prompt: [059] Food.
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Aha, Arbitro finally makes a (small) appearance! Anyway, the boys sure like their meat~

You could say they were partly in it for the food. When everyone else was eating SOLID and drinking muddy water, they were given fresh meat and fruit. From his place at the head of the lavish table, Arbitro watches his executioners – Kiriwar, his large muscular frame hunched over, sawing his meat and thoughtfully, enjoyably chewing it. He is trying to appear civilized; Gunzi, holding the steak in his dirty hands, is biting off pieces, grinning and giggling and gurgling like a feral child. With a patient smile, he pinches off a grape and delicately feeds it to his pet.

Title: Power Struggles
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Kiriwar and Arbitro
Prompt: [049] Queen.
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Author's Notes: In this case “queen” is taken to mean someone that’s below a king in power or influence. The king, then, is Shiki; I'll write more about him later.

“You’ve delivered it, then?” He asks. Kiriwar looks at a nearby vase (antique, expensive, idiotic) in a bored fashion before tipping it over. It falls to the floor and shatters, piercing the silence between the two men. Arbitro cringes.
“Yeah, I delivered your stupid junk.”
“ Kiriwar, did you forget the rules against damaging the --”
“Rules are only rules so long as there’s those to enforce ‘em. Me an’ the brat, we enforce your rules for those dumb losers out there... But there ain’t nobody to enforce your rules for us, little Queen. Best be careful about that.”

4 down, 96 to go.

2008-03-14T08:44:42Z

Title: Living in the TV age
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Mostly Kiriwar
Prompt: [025] Strangers.
Word Count: 158
Rating: PG for slight language
Author's Notes: Those of you familiar with Lost will understand what I'm trying to do here; it's basically a cameo. AU-ish, flashback.

Another one in tears. And for what? Kiriwar made a mental note to stop with this bloody charade. College girls were dumb anyway. Sipping his beer, he turned his attention to the TV suspended, as if by magic, but really only by metal, above the bar. "... arrested a suspect in the most recent incident. Authorities are denying that the string of school violence is related to the education program implemented two years ago. The youth, aged 17, remains in custody..." A picture of the ''suspect' stared back at him from the screen. Young kid, blond, dirty, in a uniform, grinning... grinning the most empty grin he has ever seen. There was no life, no feeling, no substance in it. To see something like that before you die... "Damn brats..." he muttered.

Kiriwar finished his beer in one gulp, shaking the image of the kid from his mind. Leaving a bill on the bar top, he jogged back to his dorm.

discoprince @ 2008-03-12T11:42:00

2008-03-12T17:42:56Z

Title: Memory
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi and Kiriwar
Prompt: [001] Beginnings
Word Count: 139
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: First, yay!

On very rare occasions Gunzi would remember little torn-off fragment of his childhood; uniforms and shchoolyard races and winning athletic competitions and playing with cats and saluting his teachers and finding his father drunk after another long day at the morgue. He didn't know where it went. Sometime between then and now, his past and his sanity left him. He was lucky if he remembered what he did a week ago.

Kiriwar, on the other hand, remembered much, and much too clearly. He remembered every paper he ever wrote in college, every man he ever killed on the battlefield, every girl he ever unsuccessfully dated. There were times when he'd intentionally allow the brat a swing or two at his skull when the two were sparring, in the vain hope that he would forget. If he could only forget...

Title: Temporary quiet
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi and Kiriwar
Prompt: [066] Rain.
Word Count: 227
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Kiriwar is probably seeming like a real jerk, but he kinda is anyway...

Rain did not come to Toshima often, but when it did, things acquired a strangely tranquil quality. Blood and dust were washed away, spirits were lifted, fights temporarily stopped. This time however, it was not the warm, mellow summer rain which Gunzi loved, but a cold, biting rain that felt like icicles on one's skin. Arbitro made it clear that he did NOT want his beloved pet out in this weather, and to avoid further damage to the mansion, the Punishers were to stay in their room until the rainfall stopped.

In an extremely rare instance of calmness, Gunzi crunched by the window, for once quiet, breathing and watching the droplets splatter on the glass. From behind his book, Kiriwar briefly glanced at the other, glad for the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for peace and quiet.

"Oi. Old man... You know, it was falling just like that when they took me away." Gunzi said, chin resting on his folded arms. As much as Kiriwar wanted to pretend he didn't hear, he had no excuse. "Oh yeah?" He muttered, sounding as aloof as he could.
"It was falling just like this and there was a big car and he never came even though I wanted him to come and I told him to come..." The blonde said in one long breath.

Kiriwar grunted in responce and went back to Nietzche.

Title: Hide and seek
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi and Kiriwar
Prompt: [035] Sixth Sense.
Word Count: 286
Rating: 14A for violence
Author's Notes: Off-screen killing ftw.

Toshima, 20XX. Trash to be taken out, rules to be enforced. The Punishes stalk the ruined streets, looking for corpses and making new ones. Like ghosts, they haunt the edges of shadow.

The alley was silent; somewhere above, the wind played in the skeletal forms of broken skyscrapers. Gunzi stood still under a flickering streetlight, short, raspy pieces of laughter floating out of his awkward body. "Come out, or it's no fun to play alone~" He called out. There was no response. He took a few steps and kicked at a nearby door. It landed with a loud, metallic bang onto the dusty floor. He's in here. Gunzi could hear breathing other than his own. He could sense life, hiding somewhere. Deep inside a shell. A shell meant to be broken so he could see the stuff inside. Whether it was good, or bad, or empty.

He stepped into what used to be the bedroom. It was bare now, the bedframe tossed aside and broken, the lamp broken, the window in pieces. He gripped his claws, curling his lips into a smile. Stepping softly, like a cat, he threw open the closet doors.

Kiriwar was visibly irritated. Beside him, Inu sat patiently, unable to voice his concern but knowing full well what was going on. Finally, he could feel Gunzi's scent -- blood and madness -- approaching from the right. He tugged at Kiriwar's sleeve, or what he thought was his sleeve, to alert the man. "Oi, Jiji, look what I got!" The blond Punisher cried out. behind him he dragged a body by the hand, leaving a rather lengthy trail of blood.
"Damn brat... Didn't I tell you not to wander off on your own?"

Drabbles100 prompt table!

2008-03-12T16:41:37Z

Okay, starting again... this time, drabbles100

001.	Beginnings	002.	Middles	003.	Ends	004.	First	005.	Last
006.	Hours	007.	Days	008.	Weeks	009.	Months	010.	Years
011.	Red	012.	Grey	013.	White	014.	Black	015.	Blue
016.	Purple	017.	Brown	018.	Green	019.	Pink	020.	Colourless
021.	Friends	022.	Enemies	023.	Lovers	024.	Family	025.	Strangers
026.	Teammates	027.	Parents	028.	Children	029.	Birth	030.	Death
031.	Sunrise	032.	Sunset	033.	Too Much	034.	Not Enough	035.	Sixth Sense
036.	Smell	037.	Sound	038.	Touch	039.	Taste	040.	Sight
041.	Shapes	042.	Triangle	043.	Square	044.	Circle	045.	Moon
046.	King	047.	Heart	048.	Diamond	049.	Queen	050.	Joker
051.	Water	052.	Fire	053.	Earth	054.	Air	055.	Spirit
056.	Breakfast	057.	Lunch	058.	Dinner	059.	Food	060.	Drink
061.	Winter	062.	Spring	063.	Summer	064.	Fall	065.	Passing
066.	Rain	067.	Snow	068.	Lightning	069.	Thunder	070.	Storm
071.	Broken	072.	Fixed	073.	Light	074.	Dark	075.	Shattered
076.	Rebirth	077.	Paralysis	078.	Disease	079.	Agony	080.	Healing
081.	Blind	082.	Deaf	083.	Lost	084.	Found	085.	Missing
086.	Choices	087.	Life	088.	He	089.	She	090.	It
091.	Birthday	092.	Christmas	093.	Thanksgiving	094.	Solstice	095.	New Year
096.	Writer‘s Choice	097.	Writer‘s Choice	098.	Writer‘s Choice	099.	Writer‘s Choice	100.	Writer‘s Choice

AGAIN AGAIN

2008-01-07T00:24:26Z

Spamming my own eljay :x

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Alterna is a pan-fandom AU roleplay of the Cyberpunk genre. Characters inhabit a large city called West, where they live and work and go about their daily lives. However, a new trend is starting to show itself among the more tech-savvy -- A mysterious disk known as Alterna. Some say it changes your true self, some say it simply releases it to the world. Only one way to find out...

splooge

2007-11-28T18:53:21Z

I am once again breaking my ''one update a day'' rule.

Apparently they're being released in Japan sometime in February. FEBRUARY.
So it's really more like a... Valentine's Day? gift...? I don't even LIKE Akira that much (Gunzi gunzi gunzi ^o^) but HOT DAMN he's awesome here. Besides, uniform fetish ftw.

Also, if you pre-order it for me, I will love you for fucking EVER.

discoprince @ 2007-11-27T21:14:00

2007-11-28T04:14:07Z

I'd rather not go into detail about the reason I couldn't stop crying for most of the day today, but let us just say that his name is Eric.

I was making dinner for myself today -- Sidekicks makes rice now, and we had a package, so I took it upon myself, I guess. Funny thing -- there I was, cooking rice and smelling spices in my kitchen, on a cold winter evening ... and even though I was connected to so many people (lol internet), I felt utterly alone. I felt so distant from everything everyone else; abandoned, left on the sidelines.

And that's how I started thinking about what the hell is wrong with me if the only people I can trust with my feelings live miles and miles away.

I guess when you leave home when it's dark and come back when it's dark your thoughts get dark too.

I wish summer was here sooner.

Death to floating ducks everywhere.

2007-11-25T21:24:33Z

Hurrhurrhurr, Check this out guys, ~~DP (since when am I called DP?)~~ Rini (or Solovei, or whatever) is updating.
HOSHIT EXCITEMENT.

Beat Okami last weekened. The answer is, of course, ALIENS. Because don't you know, aliens are always behind everything. Can't find your keys? Aliens took 'em. Have an epic saga unfolding in feudal japan and can't think of an ending. Make someone an alien. Etc, etc.

Continuing on my quest to buy all those games I love but do not own, yesterday I picked up We Love Katamari. (This is my blog trying to look like one of those video game review blogs you see on webcomics, and FAILING.) That game carries some good memories, so I figured it'd be worth a shot. That is of course BEFORE I remembered how frustrating some of the stages are; and I don't mean that in the "Bah, I suck at this, lets play something else" kinda way.
I mean it in the "GODDAMMIT WHY CAN'T I GET THAT STUPID THING TO _______ [expletive omitted] ARGHEHWEFHDWSHFQWFHNWJSK" kinda way.

That said, it's still a fun game.
Last night, though, was mostly spent drinking (GUESS WHO'S LEGAL NOW!!!), playing Katamari and GuildWars (bear respawn o noez!), watching movies, an not going to bed until about 5 am.

To those few of you who've seen Daywatch -- is it just me, or is it worse the second time around? Granted, the version Blockbuster had was "Unrated" and had some scenes added to it... but something in it was a little... off.

Also, Gelato is freaking amazing.

EDIT: For those who care, alterna_rpg is taking a much-needed hiatus for renovation purposes. The ETA is currently set for Winter of 2008, probably in early January.

First fic, desu @.@

2007-10-31T02:06:17Z

Title: Meet and Greet.
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Characters: Gunzi and Kiriwar
Prompt: [01] Beginnings
Word Count: 548
Rating: 14A for language and some violence
Summary: Just a little introduction drabble. There’s a fair bit of backstory to these guys and their fandom, but I’ll write more about it in other prompts.
Author's Notes: Breathing Man/Giggling One are nicknames that I saw used in another fanfic and decided to make use of. Sorry if it’s a little vague.

The Breathing Man stopped suddenly, causing The Giggling One behind him to walk smack into his large back.
“Hey, what the fuck, old man? Watch where you’re going!” The Giggling One said. He wasn’t giggling right now, but most of the time one would hear breathy, raspy little pieces of laughter floating out of that awkward body. And that was just giggling. When The Giggling One actually laughed, people were said to lose their sanity. It was laughter that was as psychotic as the one who emitted it; the last thing you want to hear before dying.
The Breathing man did not like that laughter, nor did he like his partner. He turned around and smacked The Giggling One upside his hooded head. “Shut up, brat. I’ll stop when I bloody well want.” He was getting on in years, after all, and had no time to waste on spoiled little brats like that one. The only reason he hadn’t killed the bastard is because the boss would raise a big fuss and it would be him that got the blame. Way too much trouble for a snot-nosed brat.

The brat himself said nothing. He’d gotten much worse from the old man, after all. He could kill him. He could. But then he’d have nobody to play with anymore, and that would be no fun. He rather liked to have fun. He wasn’t sure if there was anything he did for fun before he came here, but he was sure it was also very fun.

The brat’s name is Gunzi. He’d like people to know that he’s two-tens and a seven. Or a five. In any case, it’s not a number that goes into two. He likes playing games, but sometimes his toys break. He always finds more, though.

<><><>

Before Kiriwar was in the army, people used to have a kind of feared awe for him. First-years would be made to approach him as part of their initiation rituals He was big, and smart, and cool, and wouldn’t hurt a fly. Sure, there were times when he’d dig into a steak like it was a person’s neck, and times when he’d take a little too long staring at the window of the meatcutter’s – but he was a normal guy. He worked out, he wrote papers for class, he took some girls out for dinner like he was expected to.
But then the war came and suddenly he wasn’t the same anymore.
Suddenly there was blood everywhere, and people all around him were dying, and Nietzsche and the nature of reality didn’t matter at all anymore.

In size he dwarfs even the brat, and the brat is a little over six feet. He wears a big green parka and black pants and boots with a knife-holster. He doesn’t know where he got them.
His best friend is a steel pipe he calls Mitsuko.
The boss always asks who Mitsuko was, but Kiriwar tells that stupid fop to shove it. And he does.
That’s what happens, Kiriwar knows, when you employ people stronger than you. He’s seen it in the army, and he’s seen it here in Toshima. Only difference now is that he’s got a stupid brat hanging around all the time, and his job is way more fun.

discoprince @ 2007-08-17T00:17:00

2007-08-17T06:22:48Z

Happy birthday to me :D

<3

discoprince @ 2007-08-13T13:14:00

2007-08-13T19:27:47Z

Patrick Stuart + Final Fantasy = WIN?

You tell me. Anyway, he's making it seem so much more than it actually is. I wonder if he knows it's not actually ... you know. Final. ~~It never is, is it?~~

Anyway. I've been working like a dog, which is the reason for the lack of updates in this thing. My birthday is this friday, hopefully I'll get it off. Incidentally, my mother has softened up and decided to let me buy a laptop. Not any laptop, even, but a Dell Inspiron 1420. Heaven knows when it'll actually get here (stop slacking, dell! I'm not shelling out $200 for nothing. Rawr.) but I splurged a bit and ordered a pair of Skullcandy headphones.

They're green. Just like the laptop.
I really need to stop with the color-matching.

P.S. Gogol Bordello on Letterman!

"Welcome to Wal-Mart"

2007-07-28T00:39:18Z

Yes, you heard me. I am now, almost officially, an employee of Wal-Mart Canada, or whoever owns them. Hoorah for my entry into the job-o-sphere.

Which means I have to drag my butt into a 4-hour orientation at 10 in the morning tomorrow, and all that comes with it. To be honest, I've never been to one before, but how hard can it possibly be? And $9.75/hr is pretty good pay for putting bras onto hangers. ~~They're paying me to fondle women's underwear? Woohoo~~

In other news, putting together two-months worth of child support (august, september), my birthday, and whatever I get from my job, I should be able to afford a decently-priced Dell laptop sometime relatively soon. Because to be honest, my PC is on it's last legs, or it's last microchips if you wanna be accurate about it.

They're promising 31 Celsius tomorrow.

discoprince @ 2007-07-26T17:53:00

2007-07-26T23:54:10Z

Birthday, plz?

*wibbles*

low temperatures = better music

2007-07-26T17:42:58Z

I'm split between spending the day downstairs or actually doing something productive. On the other hand, I'm waiting for a call, so going out isn't really an option. Then again, I could stand to show my face around bRO again.

If there's anything 4chan's /f/ is good for, it's music (/r/ song), surprisingly. Like Lodger.
It's probably just a startling coincidence, but a great deal of awesome indie bands come from northern Europe.
(Of course, this is solely about music, and not their awesome liberalism on most social issues, or even Sweden's socialism which also rocks.) I heard Iceland makes awesome techno, too. Should check it out one day.
Though it probably has something to do with the location of the place. I bet they get a lot of auroras.

P.S. I need a better layout.

P.S.S. Salami is yummy.

Self-promotion for the win

2007-07-26T05:42:44Z

Yo. Just a quick note to say that alterna_rpg is now up and running, and we're looking for members! So go join. 'Cause I said so.

Also, hopefully getting a call for an interview tomorrow.