(703): how can people commit suicide when things like bagels exist
Something is wrong. This isn't the type of dream Kotetsu's mind would ever come up with on its own and it's no doubt an eerie and frightening scenario to be in. The fact he recalls over time the longer he's here what he was last doing before this dream and it not being going to sleep is further disconcerting even if he doesn't quite understand why. Surely he just ate something bad, and this is the nightmarish result of ignoring his partner warning him not to eat that fish that looked a little off at the restaurant because it's fine, no one would just serve their customers questionable food regardless versus tossing it and remaking the dish. Right?
So why does it feel like he's dead, and despite him being the 'dead' one, that his home and his family and friends no longer live or exist, as well? Kotetsu walks, and when he finally reaches the split between the center or the outside, he immediately turns towards the light at the center, not even giving the darkness a moment of his attention. Why should he? If he wants to leave this strange place, clearly the light means its an exit rather than sinking deeper.
Once at the center, however, it's not what he expects. He stands in it, eyes wide as he listens and watches. Things he's known and things he has not. Flashes of familiar faces and events he's been a part of and flashes of those he's never seen before in situations he's never once has had. Despite the welcoming, enveloping, and nurturing feeling of getting him that the light gives off, that sense of oneness and inclusivity makes him suddenly hesitate to say he is off course still alive. Maybe he really is dead? Maybe everyone else had gone in ahead of him, even ...? Although the idea of his world being gone is unacceptable and something he will soon reject as being permanent, for that time in the light it feels as if that doesn't matter. Surely if he's in the light here, then he'll be reunited with the ones most precious to him if they are no longer. Surely, he'll find Tomoe and Kaede waiting for him and everything will be fine—
Without realizing it, tears sting at his eyes, and he jerks back upon blinking and feeling the strange sensation of the liquid running down his cheeks. What... what the hell is really going on here, anyway? Although others around him seem to be in different states of emotion and confidence, none of them give Kotetsu the impression they are any better off understanding what all this is. Nevertheless, he scans every single person until he'll eventually find someone that lacks the sense of obliviousness present him and many others. Even if they look no better with answers, they at least seem much more familiar with the situation at hand.
He'll approach them, his brow creased in slight apprehension. Isn't this a dream? Why is he bothering, it's not going to be information that isn't in his head already, right?
"... Er... excuse me, but do you know what this place is? Haha, I mean, Iiii'mmmmm preettttyyy sure I just ate some... slightly off fish—thatabsolutelywasn'tthecook'sfaultoranything— and I'll wake up sick as a dog soon enough. But...! It couldn't hurt to confirm that by asking a figment of my imagination what's going on, right?"
Ah heh.
rebirth champion shrine .
(451): this is a mass text. does anyone know where I am?
The ending to that "dream" was ultimately more like a nightmare to Kotetsu, if anyone would ask him for his opinion about it, but somehow finally waking up isn't the relief it should be. It's not that's he's sick as expected, but apparently experiencing a much crazier situation? Not knowing what's going on or where he is and why, he'll struggle bit by bit to get out. He is nothing but persistent, for better or worse, and so no matter how difficult it is to move, he will continuously try without faltering to escape this strange imprisonment. Again, again, and again never once panicking or wondering if it's hopeless—until the 'cage' he's been imprisoned in gives.
That's why once he breaks out, he gives himself a silent but we'll deserved mental pat on the back (which he would have done physically if he didn't feel so damn weak still) before glancing down to himself dripping in... something unpleasant. Naked isn't great either, but it's definitely second to the sticky goo. A drawn out whine escapes him as he groans and tips over to one side as he attempts to gain his bearings. "Awh, man, what gives? What kind of crazy kidnappers abduct an innocent guy like me and then take all my stuff! I know my fashion sense is awesome, but isn't this overkill?
"And... why the hell am I in a cave like this? What the heck kind of stunt are these crazy hillbilly criminals tryin' to pull!"
He'll just stay there for a few moments now starting in his own annoyance, staring off and frowning at the sight of his crystal cocoon, before finally realizing he may not be alone.
"... Hey. ...Hey! Anyone there? Are you all right? Did they steal your stuff, too? Is this some kind of fashion fiend heist?"
return pleroma .
(443): we just walked into this party and immediately got handed a grilled cheese sandwich...
"This sure is bad..." Kotetsu laments, staring up dumbfounded at the ocean above them. "Like, really reaaaaaalllyyyy baaaadd.... and why isn't anyone else concerned this whole thing might come crashing down on us any minute?! What part of any of this area looks safe for tourists?? There's not even a little bit of standard building safety practices happening up there. Come on, guys, are we trying to get sued here or what?"
Yeah, so. Now that he's somewhat been given the lowdown that they weren't all just kidnapped for their clothes to be stolen for some some nefarious matter plot, Kotetsu doesn't seem very convinced about the whole good vs evil war stuff being anything more than an elaborate tourist attraction.
Still, maybe deep down he felt a tiny sense of doubt in his conclusions because there's no way this can be anything but real, he made sure to pick the tour guide that was obviously going to take him to the 'hero side' of things?
No, it's nothing like that at all. He fights criminals all the time, why would he want to see the bad guys lairs when he has to go to those regularly anyway? This 'Pleroma' (did they need a fancy name like that, can't they just used the tried and true heros and criminals?) was clearly the better side of the attraction—
—and if somehow it actually wasn't?
It's fine, Kotetsu is a professional hero and can submit the proper feedback to make it all better. Piece of cake, that's why he was brought here, right? To give his professional and valued feedback!
He's looking around now, though, wondering when the tour guide is coming back (or maybe he's getting a new one to be gathered into a group tour?).
Either way, he's going to eventually flag someone down.
"Hey ... uh, can I speak to your management team? I've been waiting here almost half an hour for the tour to start, and if my little girl were here right now she'd definitely find this hero base tour really not cool. And you and I both know being in the hero-type business that kids her age always know what they're talking about when it comes to superhero stuff, ahaha. Also, your yelp! reviews are going to be toast if this a sign of things to come. So...!"
Yeah, so what gives with your short staff when it's only a private showing of the attraction on top of the set being a walking safety disaster entry, anyway?
wildcard. .
(732): I find it simply astounding you spelled drunken wrong but pterodactyl right
( anything, anytime, anywhere. ♥
also brackets or prose are equally welcome, I'm just on mobile right now, and it was easier for prose for this tl. I'm really late too and apologize. )
kotetsu t. kaburagi • tiger & bunny
(703): how can people commit suicide
when things like bagels exist
Something is wrong. This isn't the type of dream Kotetsu's mind would ever come up with on its own and it's no doubt an eerie and frightening scenario to be in. The fact he recalls over time the longer he's here what he was last doing before this dream and it not being going to sleep is further disconcerting even if he doesn't quite understand why. Surely he just ate something bad, and this is the nightmarish result of ignoring his partner warning him not to eat that fish that looked a little off at the restaurant because it's fine, no one would just serve their customers questionable food regardless versus tossing it and remaking the dish. Right?
So why does it feel like he's dead, and despite him being the 'dead' one, that his home and his family and friends no longer live or exist, as well? Kotetsu walks, and when he finally reaches the split between the center or the outside, he immediately turns towards the light at the center, not even giving the darkness a moment of his attention. Why should he? If he wants to leave this strange place, clearly the light means its an exit rather than sinking deeper.
Once at the center, however, it's not what he expects. He stands in it, eyes wide as he listens and watches. Things he's known and things he has not. Flashes of familiar faces and events he's been a part of and flashes of those he's never seen before in situations he's never once has had. Despite the welcoming, enveloping, and nurturing feeling of getting him that the light gives off, that sense of oneness and inclusivity makes him suddenly hesitate to say he is off course still alive. Maybe he really is dead? Maybe everyone else had gone in ahead of him, even ...? Although the idea of his world being gone is unacceptable and something he will soon reject as being permanent, for that time in the light it feels as if that doesn't matter. Surely if he's in the light here, then he'll be reunited with the ones most precious to him if they are no longer. Surely, he'll find Tomoe and Kaede waiting for him and everything will be fine—
Without realizing it, tears sting at his eyes, and he jerks back upon blinking and feeling the strange sensation of the liquid running down his cheeks. What... what the hell is really going on here, anyway? Although others around him seem to be in different states of emotion and confidence, none of them give Kotetsu the impression they are any better off understanding what all this is. Nevertheless, he scans every single person until he'll eventually find someone that lacks the sense of obliviousness present him and many others. Even if they look no better with answers, they at least seem much more familiar with the situation at hand.
He'll approach them, his brow creased in slight apprehension. Isn't this a dream? Why is he bothering, it's not going to be information that isn't in his head already, right?
"... Er... excuse me, but do you know what this place is? Haha, I mean, Iiii'mmmmm preettttyyy sure I just ate some... slightly off fish—thatabsolutelywasn'tthecook'sfaultoranything— and I'll wake up sick as a dog soon enough. But...! It couldn't hurt to confirm that by asking a figment of my imagination what's going on, right?"
Ah heh.
(451): this is a mass text.
does anyone know where I am?
The ending to that "dream" was ultimately more like a nightmare to Kotetsu, if anyone would ask him for his opinion about it, but somehow finally waking up isn't the relief it should be. It's not that's he's sick as expected, but apparently experiencing a much crazier situation? Not knowing what's going on or where he is and why, he'll struggle bit by bit to get out. He is nothing but persistent, for better or worse, and so no matter how difficult it is to move, he will continuously try without faltering to escape this strange imprisonment. Again, again, and again never once panicking or wondering if it's hopeless—until the 'cage' he's been imprisoned in gives.
That's why once he breaks out, he gives himself a silent but we'll deserved mental pat on the back (which he would have done physically if he didn't feel so damn weak still) before glancing down to himself dripping in... something unpleasant. Naked isn't great either, but it's definitely second to the sticky goo. A drawn out whine escapes him as he groans and tips over to one side as he attempts to gain his bearings. "Awh, man, what gives? What kind of crazy kidnappers abduct an innocent guy like me and then take all my stuff! I know my fashion sense is awesome, but isn't this overkill?
"And... why the hell am I in a cave like this? What the heck kind of stunt are these crazy hillbilly criminals tryin' to pull!"
He'll just stay there for a few moments now starting in his own annoyance, staring off and frowning at the sight of his crystal cocoon, before finally realizing he may not be alone.
"... Hey. ...Hey! Anyone there? Are you all right? Did they steal your stuff, too? Is this some kind of fashion fiend heist?"
(443): we just walked into this party
and immediately got handed
a grilled cheese sandwich...
"This sure is bad..." Kotetsu laments, staring up dumbfounded at the ocean above them. "Like, really reaaaaaalllyyyy baaaadd.... and why isn't anyone else concerned this whole thing might come crashing down on us any minute?! What part of any of this area looks safe for tourists?? There's not even a little bit of standard building safety practices happening up there. Come on, guys, are we trying to get sued here or what?"
Yeah, so. Now that he's somewhat been given the lowdown that they weren't all just kidnapped for their clothes to be stolen for some some nefarious matter plot, Kotetsu doesn't seem very convinced about the whole good vs evil war stuff being anything more than an elaborate tourist attraction.
Still, maybe deep down he felt a tiny sense of doubt in his conclusions because there's no way this can be anything but real, he made sure to pick the tour guide that was obviously going to take him to the 'hero side' of things?
No, it's nothing like that at all. He fights criminals all the time, why would he want to see the bad guys lairs when he has to go to those regularly anyway? This 'Pleroma' (did they need a fancy name like that, can't they just used the tried and true heros and criminals?) was clearly the better side of the attraction—
—and if somehow it actually wasn't?
It's fine, Kotetsu is a professional hero and can submit the proper feedback to make it all better. Piece of cake, that's why he was brought here, right? To give his professional and valued feedback!
He's looking around now, though, wondering when the tour guide is coming back (or maybe he's getting a new one to be gathered into a group tour?).
Either way, he's going to eventually flag someone down.
"Hey ... uh, can I speak to your management team? I've been waiting here almost half an hour for the tour to start, and if my little girl were here right now she'd definitely find this hero base tour really not cool. And you and I both know being in the hero-type business that kids her age always know what they're talking about when it comes to superhero stuff, ahaha. Also, your yelp! reviews are going to be toast if this a sign of things to come. So...!"
Yeah, so what gives with your short staff when it's only a private showing of the attraction on top of the set being a walking safety disaster entry, anyway?
(732): I find it simply astounding
you spelled drunken wrong
but pterodactyl right
( anything, anytime, anywhere. ♥
also brackets or prose are equally welcome, I'm just on mobile right now, and it was easier for prose for this tl. I'm really late too and apologize. )