red-snowfall

[red-snowfall]

A soft groan escaped him, arms hugged to his chest as he coughed slightly. It took a moment, but his eyes fluttered open- a deep, chocolate brown.

hellooo ivy!!! :3 we love surfing accidents //

It's a cold day- some may even describe it as freezing. Yet, Taka was near the beach- and by squinting, he could make out a figure surfing on the horizon. And it fell down, bobbing under the surface for a worrying amount of time before coming back up and laying on the board. The figure appeared to be approaching the land, and when it did, it folded over and passed out. What does he do?

-@red-snowfall

“Oh, my stars!”

Taka holds his hand over the person’s body, trying to sense if they’re still alive. He doesn’t need magic to confirm if someone’s alive, but it’s his first instinct.

[red-snowfall]

He's plenty alive, but it's clear he's exhausted and freezing- although the freezing part is easily visible by his shivering. Perhaps he's not the smartest? I mean, what totally competent person would surf on such an icy day?

A loud groan escapes his lips as his muscles twitch, coughing erupting from his shaking form.

hellooo ivy!!! :3 we love surfing accidents //

It's a cold day- some may even describe it as freezing. Yet, Taka was near the beach- and by squinting, he could make out a figure surfing on the horizon. And it fell down, bobbing under the surface for a worrying amount of time before coming back up and laying on the board. The figure appeared to be approaching the land, and when it did, it folded over and passed out. What does he do?

-@red-snowfall

“Oh, my stars!”

Taka holds his hand over the person’s body, trying to sense if they’re still alive. He doesn’t need magic to confirm if someone’s alive, but it’s his first instinct.

[red-snowfall]

"..J-Just how messy it is I-I think, but the door m-might've been loose when I-I came in- dunno," he sniffled shakily.

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

Pausing for a moment and trying to resist the urge to jump back into Saihara's arms, he merely scooted closer before speaking. "...I-I think I remember hearing metal fall in the kitchen and then some footsteps but th-thats all. There's a w-window in there that leads outside, 'n' he lives..lived, on the first f-floor," he sniffles, speaking more than normal to distract himself.

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

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"...I-I don't know." He admitted in a whispery tone, staring up with big, wet chocolate eyes. "I w-was...too focused on him,"

Glancing away, he began talking again. "I-I- um-" he shuddered, "His house i-is...really messy, d-does that help? I-...I n-need this to be solved,"

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

Hayashi continued crying, letting out choked noises as he leaned into the touch somewhat. "H-He's gone, though, Shuu- my best fr-friend..." He hadn't seemed to remember the blood dripping from his hands until much to late, having already clutched onto Saihara for dear life.

It wasn't an exaggeration when he had said blood was everywhere, because it was. An artery had probably been cut, and the murder was relatively recent, the blood still wet. But Hayashi blocked his vision of the body.

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

"Sn'ff- s-s'no problem.." he tried to steady his breathing, evident in how he took in longer breaths until Saihara arrived and he jumped at him, sobs racking his tall figure.

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

A loud sniff. "O-Okay..." His words were shaky and weak, unsure and scared. But...who wouldn't be, when you've apparently seen your best friends dead body?

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

"I-I'unno if I can, Shuu- he looks so- scared." He choked out a sob and a little whine. Momentarily, he was rendered unable to speak, curling up and crying violently. "He w-was m'best f-friend, Sh-Shuu, the b-best best friend e-ever!"

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

Sniffling, Hayashi seemed to give in to the idea, choking on his words momentarily before getting them out. "Um, I-I was, uh..I st-started surfing..Wh-When I was five or six, I th-think. I j-just...I just liked the water, st-still do." He spoke in shaky, stuttery sentences, trying to keep Saihara happy with his words.

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

He gulped audibly, sniffling as he tried to get out words. "H-Hatchobori 4-10-10, r-room 303." His words were gentle and meek, shaky and fragile, as if he could shatter at any moment. "I-Iunno if there's anythin', anythin' like a clue, I-I'm jus' scared, Shuu."

The panic and fear was evident, even through the phone, his old accent slipping through into his Japanese. That's only happened once, at least around Saihara, and that was back during the game- when Ayamu had seen the first true victim and realized it really, really wasn't a cruel joke.

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

"He's gone, Shuuichi, I-I- he's really gone, oh my g-god-" Little sniffles were only barely picked up, whimpering and whining overtaking them. "I j-just went to go get g-groceries for him 'c-cause he always forgets a-and so I did that and went to his apartment and- a-and- I-I-"

He stuttered, fumbling with his words as he ran through them fast enough to trip over himself. "I th-think he's dead, Sh-Shuu, there's b-blood everywhere and he i-isn't breathing! I c-can't feel a pulse or n-nothin', 'n' the ambulance's comin' but I'm scared, Shuuichi, I'm really scared-"

Ring, ring...

The shrill alarmlike noise of a phone ringing in the still night erupted. It was only around 9PM, not insanely late, but late nonetheless. The caller ID on Saihara's phone read Ayamu, the name of the surfer who's life he saved and heart he stole, albeit one on purpose and the other by accident.

Picking up the call, an unusually shaky breathing pattern was picked up by the other end's mic. Laboured, panicked, whimpery. "Shuuichi," Hayashi whispered in a shrill voice, nervous and quaking. "Shuuichi, please help, I'm scared. I'm scared, please don't tell me you're gonna leave me too. You're here, right..?"

-@red-snowfall

Shuichi had stared down at his phone for a second, a confused expression creeping onto his face. Why would Hayashi call at this time?

Upon answering, his confusion quickly grew into concern. He almost immediately replied, the worry evident in his tone. "Ayamu..? Of course I won't leave you. I'm here, and I always will be. Please.. what's wrong? Is everything alright..?"

He quickly grew into an even more concerned state as he heard his partner's tone, eyebrows furrowing at the quaky manner.

[red-snowfall]

Hayashi shrugged. "I stayed in Australia for a bit when I was like seven, but only for long enough for me to start liking surfing. Most of my memorable childhood was in Kofu though, hah.." He chuckled, still with a smile. "Eh, I can see how you'd think that though..Surfing isn't super common around here, as far as I know. "

Promo

A camera flickers to life. A boy with flame-colored hair, a goatee, and lots of piercings can be seen. He looks like he’s been messing with the camera for a while.

“Damn, finally! Stupid thing…”

He clears his throat.

“Yo! I’m Leon Kuwata! You prolly know me as the awesome Ultimate Baseball Star.”

“So, like, I know people wanna talk to me, so I made a place for my fans and I to chat. If you wanna talk, I’m right here.”

Tags under the cut! Feel free to interact or ignore regardless of if you’re tagged or not! I won’t rp with blogs that have Taka as a muse!

@kokichi-and-co @restoringhopeau @shsl-bosozoku-mondo-oowada @alonelymechanic @human-monokuma @ultimate-name-not-found @pink-cross-nurse @special-encounters @red-snowfall @the-ultimate-pop-sensation @twilight-blonde-beauty @king-babyface @ichi-peachy

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"Kofu, Yamanashi. You?" He tilted his head questioningly.

Promo

A camera flickers to life. A boy with flame-colored hair, a goatee, and lots of piercings can be seen. He looks like he’s been messing with the camera for a while.

“Damn, finally! Stupid thing…”

He clears his throat.

“Yo! I’m Leon Kuwata! You prolly know me as the awesome Ultimate Baseball Star.”

“So, like, I know people wanna talk to me, so I made a place for my fans and I to chat. If you wanna talk, I’m right here.”

Tags under the cut! Feel free to interact or ignore regardless of if you’re tagged or not! I won’t rp with blogs that have Taka as a muse!

@kokichi-and-co @restoringhopeau @shsl-bosozoku-mondo-oowada @alonelymechanic @human-monokuma @ultimate-name-not-found @pink-cross-nurse @special-encounters @red-snowfall @the-ultimate-pop-sensation @twilight-blonde-beauty @king-babyface @ichi-peachy

[red-snowfall]

Hayashi cracked a playful smile. "Mee-ow!" He purred jokingly, winking as his hands dug into his pockets. "So, you got a sports related talent too? Nice ta meet'cha, then! Hayashi Ayumu's the name, and I'm the Ultimate Surfer."

His voice was light and chipper, chocolate eyes squeezing shut in a grin. "Real nice to meet'cha, Kuwata-kun."

Promo

A camera flickers to life. A boy with flame-colored hair, a goatee, and lots of piercings can be seen. He looks like he’s been messing with the camera for a while.

“Damn, finally! Stupid thing…”

He clears his throat.

“Yo! I’m Leon Kuwata! You prolly know me as the awesome Ultimate Baseball Star.”

“So, like, I know people wanna talk to me, so I made a place for my fans and I to chat. If you wanna talk, I’m right here.”

Tags under the cut! Feel free to interact or ignore regardless of if you’re tagged or not! I won’t rp with blogs that have Taka as a muse!

@kokichi-and-co @restoringhopeau @shsl-bosozoku-mondo-oowada @alonelymechanic @human-monokuma @ultimate-name-not-found @pink-cross-nurse @special-encounters @red-snowfall @the-ultimate-pop-sensation @twilight-blonde-beauty @king-babyface @ichi-peachy

[red-snowfall]

His fingers pulled out as he hummed. "You can wait, darlin', don't worry," the taller male murmured, wiping his fingers on a spare blanket that he'd toss in the wash later. Both his hands settled on the other's waist after he pulled his boxers down, slowly setting his hips closer to Saihara.

"Alright, it's going in. Tell me to stop if it starts hurting," he said confidently, gently beginning to press inside with a hum, peppering his neck with small kisses.

...Drip...Drip...Drip...

Red snowfall, ice oversaturated with blood, smearing itself upon whoever dare lay hand on it.

A small, rounded face could be seen rather close to the camera, murmuring out repeated hellos. "Hel- Oh!" The masculine figure grinned once his eyes darted up, shuffling backward and placing hands on his hips.

"Well, yo, yo! Hayashi Ayumu, ultimate surfer speaking!" He spoke with pride, waving at the camera before moving to dance a stare at the people behind him, all seemingly panicked yet trying their best to calm each other down. "So, uh, like, totally crazy situation I'm in right now, you know! I just woke up here, and, like, ain't that totally crazy?!

Hayashi scratched the back of his head, laughing gently. "So, uh, if you could give me and the other guys here a promo, that would be much, much appreciated! Excited to meet everyone and get the hell outta here!"

@morals-and-florals @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @smol-inventor-bby @floral-samurai @unknown-ultimates @the-friendly-entomologist @human-monokuma + anyone else

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Hayashi jumped at the noises, relishing in them as he moved to press that special spot- and hard. "Aww," he cooed, "Does that feel good, darlin'? Let all of your pretty little noises out for me."

His lips parted constantly in praises, spare hand moving to rub Saihara's hips. "You're such a good boy, can't you continue? Doing so wonderful, just keep it up, baby," he whispered against his jaw, kissing at it.

...Drip...Drip...Drip...

Red snowfall, ice oversaturated with blood, smearing itself upon whoever dare lay hand on it.

A small, rounded face could be seen rather close to the camera, murmuring out repeated hellos. "Hel- Oh!" The masculine figure grinned once his eyes darted up, shuffling backward and placing hands on his hips.

"Well, yo, yo! Hayashi Ayumu, ultimate surfer speaking!" He spoke with pride, waving at the camera before moving to dance a stare at the people behind him, all seemingly panicked yet trying their best to calm each other down. "So, uh, like, totally crazy situation I'm in right now, you know! I just woke up here, and, like, ain't that totally crazy?!

Hayashi scratched the back of his head, laughing gently. "So, uh, if you could give me and the other guys here a promo, that would be much, much appreciated! Excited to meet everyone and get the hell outta here!"

@morals-and-florals @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @smol-inventor-bby @floral-samurai @unknown-ultimates @the-friendly-entomologist @human-monokuma + anyone else