Post by MASASHI on Dec 2, 2012 0:17:09 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 480px; background-color: transparent; -moz-border-radius: 2em; -webkit-border-radius: 2em; padding: 10px;][atrb=valign,top] [STYLE=width: 430px; height: 310px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/oMGbt.png); margin-bottom: -5px; font-size: 24px; letter-spacing: -4px; font-family: georgia; ] [/style] [STYLE=background-color: #171717; width: 400px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 1em; -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius-top-right: 1em; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 10px; padding: 10px;] this post consists of ( MANY ) words for ( MICHIO ), also ( HAVE FUN. ). [STYLE=background-color: #171717; width: 450px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 2em; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius-bottom-left: 2em; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; height: 400px; overflow: auto;]● ● ● masashi had spent a lot of time in the united kingdom as of late. he found it a very nice place to spend his time. there was so much to do and even more to hear. stories of creatures he'd never heard of elsewhere. mysterious disappearances and strange murders. most of these things were blamed on the yajuu, of course, but masashi knew quite well that they weren't the only things out there that could cause massive damage. he, himself, could cause large scale fires and immense levels of destruction.[/style] still, a lot of it did seem like yajuu attacks. perhaps a species that hadn't been cataloged at all? or maybe it was a human gifted with some strange ability that hadn't yet been noted down. it didn't matter really. he'd figure it out sooner or later. maybe. at the very least, he was going to try. after all, it was his job to find interesting 'toys' for keres to play with. the first puzzle he decided to work one was probably the hardest he'd heard of. not to mention the creepiest. and he wasn't quite sure how to go about figuring it out since he couldn't even remember what he was looking for... he was dressed a bit more... normally today. a short-sleeved button-up, white, with a black tee-shirt underneath. shorts falling to his upper shin, blue plaid, with the legs rolled up and buttoned so they rested just above his knees. he still wore his favorite black boots. overall, though, it was much more normal looking than his typical outfits. he had a photograph gripped in his left hand, the right shoved in the pocket of his shorts. every time he looked up he forgot what he'd been about to do. 'what the hell..?' turning his head to the right, he looked at his brother. it had been about a month since they'd reunited and he'd gotten permission to take michio above ground. maybe having him there would help with solving this... whatever it was. and it did get the other male out of the tunnels. the fresh air would do him some good after being trapped down there with all the blood. remembering the picture, he looked at it again. and all of the memories flooded his mind. he suddenly recalled what he'd been wanting to check out. but again, as soon as he looked away, he was lost on what to do. the previous sequence played through again and when he found himself recalling everything he decided not to look away from the photograph just yet. he needed to figure out a way to remember what needed to be done. but what? every time he looked away he forgot everything about this... creature. "i'm hoping we can figure out what this thing is... but it seems you can't remember anything about it unless you're looking at it..." he was very aware that what he said sounded immensely stupid. even he thought so and he knew it was true. but what to do about that... if one forgot everything when they weren't looking, how could one do anything about it? he could just look at the picture the whole time, he needed to see where he was going. and if this happened with the picture, would it be the same when faced with the creature in person? if that was the case, how would he even know if he'd met the thing? he needed a way to keep track of that. it seemed that all thoughts about the creature vanished when not looking at it but then returned when facing it again. so that would mean he'd remember all of this the next time he looked at the picture. and if he saw the thing for real..? 'the best way to mark a meeting with this thing that i can think of is to mark it on something with a marker...' he only had the picture with him, no paper to write on. he did have a couple of sharpies with him, he almost always carried those... he could use one to mark the encounters on his hand or arm. pulling the markers from his pocket, he held the blue one towards his brother. he didn't take his eyes off of the photo. "i need to to keep this with you. and i'm gonna tell you why in just a minute. but first. i want you to look at this picture and tell me what you think." [/style] [STYLE=background-color: #171717; width: 400px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius-bottom-left: 1em; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius-bottom-right: 1em; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 10px; padding: 10px;] for anyone interested, you can find out more about the Silent here. they're the creatures that will be npc'd for this thread. [/style] |
