tabularasa_rp | ( open ) it hurts i can't lie, remember those times

Who: izumi and you!
What: post-event stuff; dealing w dying and exploring the void and all that
Where: anywhere you want, babey
When: first half of november
Content Warnings: tba

[ even though izumi still has to recover from the shitstorm that is last month, he really isn't the homebody type. he does spend the first few days of the month cooped up in his shared room with leo to recuperate though, before putting on something warm and set out for the day. he has a bunch of places to visit now that this world spawned up a couple of new ones, and he heard that pieces of florence has manifested here...? ]

i. galleria de funghi

[ oh how he wished he didn't fucking ask.

like okay, to be fair he hasn't dropped by any of florence's hit tourist spots back at his world since he likes to keep himself busy, but this certainly isn't the Galleria he's acquainted with. what the fuck. izumi explores the Galleria with a look of utmost bewilderment on his face, and when he gets to the infamous David statue -- ]

What. The fuck.

[ noooo who did this to you king. it's so absurd that izumi just... starts snickering to himself, his shoulders wracking in laughter. yep, he's finally lost it, because his sense of humor (if he even has any) doesn't usually stoop this low.

he can also be found with a basket, picking out mushrooms as if he's at a grocery store. at some point he's holding two of them - a handful of button mushrooms and a large portobello mushroom - and tries to make small talk with whomever's nearby.]

You know other places where I can cook? I don't wanna keep barging at the cafe all the time.

ii. trains

[ at some point, izumi will be caught up in a thunderstorm on the way home, so that means the train stations should be up and running right now. riding one brings forth a wave of nostalgia in him as he dreamily watches the shifting landscape outside the window --

until the thunderstorm stops. and so does the train.

ugh. he stomps over to the sliding doors and attempts to pry them open, but his twink arms are no match for it. defeated, he kicks the stupid doors in frustration. ]

Shit!

iii. yumenoshibuya academy

[ that's what he's calling it, okay! it just rolls off the tongue better.

anyway, the combination school/mall has become his solace over the past few months, loathe as he is to admit it. there are some places he hasn't gotten to yet, like looking through their wares. sadly there isn't much to buy here, so he has no choice but to peruse their jewelry and makeup collection, holding up an eyeliner and testing it out on his own. he can totally feel when someone's watching him though, so he's going to turn to the person responsible a little too abruptly, ruining his eyeline in the process. ]

Oi, stay quiet. I'm armed and I know how to use this, you know.

[ he clearly does know how to apply mascara that can kill a man, so don't underestimate him. ]

wildcard

[ let me know if you wanna do something else outside of these prompts! feel free to PM me or ping me at romanticizes! izumi can also be hit up at his shared room with leo if your character wants to visit him during his recuperation from death. ]

Threaded | Flat

[ it was neverending. hell, that is. apart from meeting that other boy who also died in unfortunate circumstances, izumi had to relive all sorts of pain, both physical and mental, as he tried to shut out the stares and wails of those former yumenosaki students from his already feeble mind. at one point he'd tried reaching out to them, but unlike akechi, they're already far too gone.

at one point, he wonders when he will be finally put to rest.

he wasn't aware of it, but everyone else including leo had woken up from their collective nightmare. leo must be literally worried sick upon regaining consciousness and finding out that izumi's still passed out in bed, but upon closer inspection he's still breathing. izumi looks pretty normal in his usual beautiful way in his sleep, though if leo's curious enough to check, he will notice a huge scar that spans his entire backside, confirming where he'd fallen on when they--

well, it's best not to talk about that right now.

but luckily, leo didn't have to wait long. time is still fucky in this world, but izumi will bolt awake up exactly an hour after leo, breathing heavily as his hand instinctively searches for something warm and alive. most likely leo's hand. ]

Leo-kun? Leo-kun, I--

[ he coughs. eugh, he needs water, first of all. ]

(Well, he hasn't seen Izumi since they've all woken up and while he wasn't looking for him actively, Ren smiles when he sees him. He does seem rather focused, so Ren says nothing not to break it.

At the words, though, Ren squints, barely noticing the eyeliner mishap. He's more concerned about something else.)

... A pencil is not a weapon.

(Ren........ REN)

[ Raihan hadn't had a chance to do much exploring of new areas before the Great Sleepening, but now that he's awake, rested, and has his Pokemon at his side, he's raring to go. with Torkoal at his side, he's finally getting around to exploring this weird... mushroom museum? it's clear that this was supposed to be an art museum, but the void just had to put some flavour into it.

it's all well and good until he gets to the front of the museum, with the very prominent male statue on display. while Izumi is snickering, Raihan is trying and failing to to keep his laughter held back. Torkoal just glances up at both of them, looking very confused. ]

Oh, that's rich. Who brought this place here? I wanna give them a medal or something!

[Cole mostly uses the tracks as a footpath while avoiding the trains themselves, and so it doesn't take him long to figure out he should stay off the tracks when it's storming somewhere. He was waiting out the latest storm when the train happened to come to a stop nearby, and... is that someone inside?]

[Always here to help, he makes his way to where he heard the muffled cursing, glancing through the windows... oh.]

Are you all right, Sena?

[It may be a bit muffled by the door in the way, but that's fine since he finds the edge of the door and pries it open shortly after; he may not be a tank, but he can defeat a train door easily enough.]

[Zack Fair has taken a liking to the trains only because the familiar sound and rumble of them remind him of parts of Midgar that never really leave his mind. So today Zack is caught on the trains as well when the thunderstorm starts to thunder and the whole thing starts to rattle and stall to a stop.]

The hell?

[He stands up and checks out the window to see what might've happened. Luckily this soldier is far from being a twink himself. He's tall, dark and handsome. And can probably pry that pesky door open.]

I guess that means we're walking from here? Need a hand with that?

[ oh,

normally izumi's tightline would totally be enough to commit murder, so, like, leo doesn't necessarily have to pause over those words in particular. but him wandering off for a bit to steal some bentos from the cafeteria is absolutely not enough reason to murder him with makeup, thank you-- ]

It's me!

[ --sooo, they both know staying quiet is off the table.

also leo's squinting for other reasons, as he shuffles on over after putting the bentos on the nearest flat surface... ]

Didja do something different than you usually do?

[ messed it up, that's what he did different, ]

Edited 2020-11-21 20:45 (UTC)

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