Holy Shit! That makes me “The Gamer”!
I am Kotetsu T. Kaburagi AKA Wild Tiger, Crusher for Justice! Or Barnaby Brooks Jr…
'Kay, so that makes me Narukami.
((Oh hey it’s this again. This time I’m Madoka. Welp.))
//Joy of joys, I am Yu Narukami/Souji Seta! Excuse me, I have Social Links to conjure and Personas to catch!
( who's the main character of drrr? )
{❄} || “Ehh…” The older male could only watch the outburst in silence, torn between hitting Yata in the head to calm him down or just let him rant until his breath ran out. Seriously. What’s the tension for—and hell, don’t even mention bar and burning in the same sentence (or any other word that entails damage for that matter), though he’d let that slip to not add another stone to the other’s back. Had their Yatagarasu lost it?
“Iya… Would notice it for sure, cause people would panic…” He waved a hand, gesturing for the other to settle down. “Did it turn out well then? Or did you kill the lady?” There’s some kind of a blood stain on the skateboarder’s shorts, but maybe he was just seeing things.
烏。 ——;; A brow twitched and lips quivered, Yata gave an awkward, but obviously nervous laughter. Ah, yes sure, people would notice a burning bar over an old lady--- especially when Kusanagi-san is involved. He's worse than a pregnant lady being rushed to the emergency room. If it's him, he should be brought to the underground or something before he kills anyone over a burning bar.
Rosewood. Imported. Sure.
"WHY WOULD I KILL A FUCKING LADY----" he felt petrified in shock. Why. Why would he. He just. Just---- WHAT THE FUCK, KUSANAGI-SAN. "D-Don't joke like that! O-Of course the old lady crossed the street! SAFELY!"
……-- Nervously gulps, a sweat dropping to his chin. Oh my god. What if that preggy didn't make it? What if it's his fault if she got a miscarriage? The skateboarder turned pale, not realizing he has that stain on his clothes.
{❄} || “Why else would I be askin’ for play when I have somethin’ to do?” You know him, he doesn’t mix things up. “Don’t tell me you’re scared of it ‘lready, Yata-chan.”
烏。 ——;; "T-T-Th...That, w-well--- FINE! B-BRING THE GAME ON! IT'S JUST A FRIENDLY MATCH, RIGHT?!" Don't kill him, Kusanagi-san. He feels like you're going to. But he's not backing away... nope. .....maybe ----
{❄} || “Who’s pushin’ who, Yata-chan? Not I. Looks can be very deceivin’.” Who knows, he might be more flexible than you are, sir skateboarder.
烏。 ——;; "....I-I mean, don't you have something else to attend to, Kusanagi-san? You don't, really, need to push yourself---" ... WHY IS HE SERIOUS ABOUT THIS THOUGH.
{❄} || “Oh? What’s this, are you testin’ me, Yata-chan?” Shush. Twister’s for all ages.
烏。 ——;; "Ahahaha--- don't push yourself, Kusanagi-san." Bring it on, pops.
{❄} || Who wants to play Twister in bed?
烏。——;; "...Aren't you too old for Twister? Huh? "
烏。——;; "OH YEAH? I CAN FUCKING DO THIS! BRING IT ON, FUCKHOLE!"
