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interstellar55552016-01-13 05:07 pm
sharktrash) wrote in interstellar55552016-01-13 05:07 pm
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"La vita va avanti."
Who: Squalo and: Xanxus, Genos, Koumei, YOU!
What: Catch-all for January Shenanigans.
When: Jan 1st-15th ish
Where: MANTICORE penthouse, Pride HQ, possibly elsewhere
Warnings: language, violence, dicks out, the usual. will detail for each toplevel
(( Prompts in toplevels below! Feel free to tag into the ones marked as OPEN. I am still waiting on details for some of them, hence "placeholders" since I wanted to put the threads up in chronological order. They'll be there soon enough! Also, feel free to PM this account or hit me up on Plurk if you want a thread, too! ))
What: Catch-all for January Shenanigans.
When: Jan 1st-15th ish
Where: MANTICORE penthouse, Pride HQ, possibly elsewhere
Warnings: language, violence, dicks out, the usual. will detail for each toplevel
(( Prompts in toplevels below! Feel free to tag into the ones marked as OPEN. I am still waiting on details for some of them, hence "placeholders" since I wanted to put the threads up in chronological order. They'll be there soon enough! Also, feel free to PM this account or hit me up on Plurk if you want a thread, too! ))
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[ Chill Squalo he said nothing of the sort. Kind of. ]
[ But fine. He'll start of with a few rather intricate phrases, something between metal and classics, setting the pace and the base melody they're supposed to follow. With the last chord, he'll point his bow at Tooru as a signal for him to "continue". ]
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[Because he is fucking gorgeous thank you, though he must admit that Squalo has nice hair]
[He begins as soon as Squalo points at him. His style is more classical than Squalo's but he does throw in some more experimental bridges, lighter and airy than what Squalo started with, but still following the melody and tempo of it, making libreal use of spiccato towards the end and upping the tempo a bit. He then does on final movement on the strings, and uses that movement to point at Squalo]
his next go will be the fail o/
[ Okay so maybe he's not exactly a sore on the eyes either, but that's neither here nor there. ]
[ This time, he'll match Tooru's style, almost flawlessly, though he'll speed it up a little after a couple of bars. He continues following the main melody in lower notes and plays around it in higher ones, lots of short notes falling into an intricate arrangement, similarly to how it might sound in a duet with a violin. Playing two parts at once? His favorite fucking trick. ]
[ He looks fucking triumphant as he finishes that part up. ]
Gotcha o7
[Tooru just smiles pleasantly, baring his teeth as he picks up the next segment. This time he returns to Squalo's original flavor, though keeping with the intricate arrangements, going into the minor chord, giving the tune a more ghostly vibe now.
It's harder for Oikawa to play two parts at once than it is for Squalo. But he rises to the occasion. It's beautiful, not quite as complex as Squalo made it, but it sounds good. Oikawa makes a mental note to practice this some more. He finishes, still smiling, and bows to Squalo.]
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[ Squalo is actually moderately impressed with that. Not many people were fast enough to play multiple melodies; no doubt the result of many hours of polishing it, starting slowed down and gradually working up to the real speed. Maybe he wasn't completely worthless after all. ]
[ He'll pick up where the other left off, keeping that eerie tone but making it faster, then moving it to lower notes until it sounds downright dark, something like what you might hear at movies when there's impending doom or at least an orc army rolling in. He finishes it up with a staccato, each sound stronger than the previous one -- ]
[ And as he draws his bow across in one of the last strokes, the pressure he can't feel becomes too much and it snaps in half. ]
FUCKING HELL!!
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He doesn't make a sound, just watches Squalo scream. He eyes take in the other man. From his enraged face, to the broken bow in his hand.
Interesting. Very interesting.]
What happened to your hand?
[A few things go through Tooru's mind, pinched nerve, the idea that Squalo might be loosing sensation in his hand is another. He raises his eyes to Squalo's face, keeping his face neutral.]
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Nothing. I'm fine.
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[Oikawa leaned back and idly spun his cello between his legs.]
Nothing escapes my eyes. I can tell something is wrong with your hand.
[The more vague and defensive one gets the worse he's sure the problem is.
He again casts a glance to Squalo's hand. He was wearing a glove... and only on his bowhand...oh. On the worse end then. Exactly what Tooru isn't sure.]
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You won, take it or leave it.
[ !!! Squalo claiming defeat? Alright, something's definitely wrong. ]
[ He's already getting up, clearly planning to get out of there. ]
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Don't you dare.
[After putting is cello down gently he got up and glared at Squalo]
Get another fucking bow. We aren't done.
I'm not going to accept a victory from someone who feels sorry for themselves!
[Not to mention the fact that Squalo took him on thinking he'd still win despite the handicap. Fuck, that only makes him want to beat him even more.]
So you broke your bow. You're a member of a metal band! Fucking roll with it!
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[ He glares back at him, then slowly kicks his cello case open while maintaining eye contact. There's two more bows in there... but also a fucking pile of broken ones. Maybe five. It hasn't been a good. day. ]
[ How the fuck is he supposed to roll with this?! ]
Don't you fucking lecture me, you hear?!
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[His eyes dart to the case, okay, that's an issue. Slowly he's putting together what's wrong with Squalo.]
Make it your gimmick or something, like how drummers throw their used sticks into the crowds.
[Sure this is more expensive, but hey, work with what you got. He sighs and looks away.]
Whatever. Whine. I don't care. Feel sorry for yourself. You aren't the only one with body issues.
[His knee doesn't affect his playing though... but it affects how much he can play volleyball. But why is that so important? Stupid dreams.]
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[ Drummers throw their sticks when they decide. This shit happens at the most inconvenient of times. Like in the middle of his part -- ]
[ and he'd just up and leave, but damn it, now he's angry. ]
If you wanna see someone whining, look at a fucking mirror!!
[ ...maybe they can scream their disagreements out? ]
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Please, if I were whining at you, you'd know. I'm an excellent whiner. What I'm doing is demanding you take me seriously as an artist.
Fuck, you're just sad right now. I can't even take you seriously. You probably just played the best I've ever heard you play just now and you're just...
[Wait, no, he's not supposed to be complementing him. Ugh!]
Why are you so fucking frustrating! I don't want to go to your damn school, Ushiwaka-chan!
[He stops short. No, that's not what he meant to say. Well, it's not like Squalo is a state to really notice. Hopefully anyways.]
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[ -- okay but that line sounds a lot like "notice me senpai" and it's not even funny. ]
You want to be taken seriously? Try starting by not antagonizing every-fucking-one who -- [ wait. wait a minute. hold the horses. he raises a finger, suddenly looking calmer again. ] Did you just fucking compliment me.
[ Look he's not mentioning you just called out the wrong name. That's being nice, right? ]
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Aside from your cooking. And that was mostly to rile you up. And your personality, which is awful, but you're already aware of that.
[It was flirting, dipshit. And yes, thank you. He doesn't want to think about Ushiwaka-chan because he hates him more than he hates you]
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...I guess you're not quite as terrible in your craft as I've implied.
[ what is this reconciliation ]
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[Annoying people is his hobby. But he is capable of toning it down.]
Perhaps I got a little carried away with the flirting.
[Two assholes only giving inches.]
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[ Yeah flashing his teeth again. Look he can be annoying too! ]
[ ...ah. ]
That's your idea of flirting? Seriously?
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You're at your best when you're riled up.
And I'm a bit of a masochist apparently.
[Another shrug] It's how I've always flirted with
[Iwa-chan is on the tip of his tongue, but he doesn't say it. That name seems too personal to share with others just yet]
Past partners.
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[ ...now why does he feel the need to say that so seriously? It's not like he's some kind of a murderer, right? ]
[ Nevermind. Next, he grins. ]
I should've known.
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[he smiles back]
What did you think I was doing then? I mean, I thought I was being pretty obvious when I said save it for the bedroom.
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[ Huffs. ]
Being a colossal dick? Come on, like that's news. [ His grin grows more menacing, though there's still a hint of amusement to it. ] That's flattering, but if you were hoping I'd hop right on your dick after a bit of compromising...
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[Tooru makes a humming sound] Mostly I was hoping to hop on yours. Or well, actually, the fantasy scenario goes more along the lines of you bending me over and pounding me until I can't walk right, but if you want to bottom, I'm okay with that.
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[ Are you mocking his native language, shitface? That following admission is fucking interesting, though. He passes his cello into his mechanical hand and steps closer, teeth bared. Oh he's still annoyed, still angry, but there's now also that smug confidence thrown into the mix, the kind he gets when he notices someone ogling him in the audience. ]
[ His good hand reaches out and if Tooru doesn't move fast, he'll be gripping the hair on the back of his head and pulling, just hard enough to force his head back a little. If you're not baring your throat for him yourself, he'll do that for you, yeah? ]
That's what you'd like, huh? You must enjoy pain a whole fucking lot.
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