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 Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 6:39 am
Enter mortal, if you dare...for this is the room randomness built.
Surprisingly enough, its rather plain and simple considering that a hormonal teenage boy lives in it. On the walls are a few posters, ranging from UVERworld to DOA Extreme Beach Volleyball 2. What appears to be a combination of a dining table, a work table and a seat is covered with empty 2-minute noodles packs, cushions and homework.
A small TV hooked up to a Playstation 2 that looks like it barely survived a war can be seen in the sitting room, covered in cheap cushions and a beanbag chair.
The bedroom has a surprisingly large bed, as apparently the owner moves in his sleep a lot, decorated simply. A table with a laptop and mobile phone can be seen and more posters of mangas and video games are everywhere.
Number One Rule of the Room of Nada, you don't talk about the Room of Nada
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 11:44 pm
(enters from...somewhere I can't remember)
Fishing the keys of his dorm from one of his pockets (had he landed on his keys in the fight? Hard to tell, his body was still hurting like a b***h) and put the stupid rusty thing into the keyhole and after a little fiddling got the damn door open.
His plain a** room face back to him. Taking a seat in front of his TV, he picked up the controller and switched it on, watching some random Osakan Comedy Group slap each other silly.
Mahora...there had been many rumours surrounding the school for years. Who knows how many years back, a few teachers and students had disappeared off on a little "adventure" and never returned...Some mentioned something about "Saving the World" and "Kicking a**" but it was still all a mystery to him.
"Meh." he shrugged, just as one of the pair on the TV slapped the other, screaming "WHAT THE HECK?"
(blah, uninspired.)
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 12:56 am
The TV was still going, this time some game show from America while the host starting screaming something about a wheel...
"One...Two...Three..."
Right now was push-ups.
"Man, these Americans will do anything for money huh?"
His spare arm moved around for the control.
"s**t...almost...bah...4...5...Got it!"
Changing the channel in mid push, it changed to a show where the contestants positioned themselves to travel through small holes in moving walls while the host screamed about "MOVING TETRIS!"
"I retract my previous statement..." he grumbled.
"Wander what the rest of the school is doing..."
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 5:24 am
Emerging from a shower sometime later, dressed in nothing more than a simple T-shirt and long pants combination, he slipped on his jacket, hooked up his earphones to his Ipod and walked out the door whistling.
"Let's explore a bit shall we?" he said with an irritating half-closed-eye-smile-thing-that-creepy-anime-characters-always-do.
(exits.)
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