video - un: ishiyan

[gamanyeah]

Name: Ishigaki Koutarou
Date: 07/11
Format: Video

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[Ishigaki is stuck nervously fidgeting with the unruly strands of hair that hang down on his forehead in his reflection, before he takes note of the sound of static coming from his wrist.]

Oh. It's already recording.

[His wrist lifts a little too close to his face-- an awkward angel, giving the viewer too much detail of his nostrils.]

Ah, so. Hey! This town is a lot to take in, to say the least. I'm new, obviously. I've been here a week or so.

So, uh, let's see... About myself? Well, I'm a cyclist! And I'm from Japan. Not that it... matters much in this world. My world is nothing like here, though, so I'm a bit homesick. I'm sure that's normal for... Mirrorbound, right?

[His face softens, and there's a pause long enough to the point of wondering if he'll continue. There was a lot of information to take in this past week- and since he's thought this was all a very lucid, convincing fever dream, he didn't retain as much information as he should have.]

Apparently I'm a monster too-- well, will be. I don't know what yet. So, that's worrying... It'd be nice to talk to anyone who's been through it, or new to it like I am. Oh, but witches are nice too. I need a bond  eventually, right?

[It's odd to say it out loud. Hearing himself is almost convincing him this is real. Almost. He chooses to play along, and continues, because by god if he isn't lonely.]

Where do people... meet here? Are there social events? What I'm saying is... Friends. I'd like to make friends.

 

 

 

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text | UN: HOTARU☆KUN

[discarding]

[Midousuji wouldn’t have bothered responding to this post were it not for a few things. generally, even if he doesn’t respond to a network post, he’s read it; he’s in the habit of compiling dossiers in case a situation should arrive where certain intel noted from the network could be useful in the future, because Midousuji clearly has too much unspent mental energy…

but there’s a few things. the mention of being a cyclist; being from Japan. that’s enough to make Midousuji’s eyes widen as he reels back from where he sits on his cottage floor, awkwardly pretzel-legged with his watch cradled in the hollow space between his knees, leaning far too forward for anything that could be described visually as comfortable. there’s other people in Aefenglom from Japan, and surely there’d be other cyclists—the venn-diagram overlap feels like it’d be a bit rare, but it’s not inadmissible as coincidence, for sure.

but Midousuji double-checks the username, and he drops his watch in a noisy clatter. his heart immediately races, and he’s not sure if it’s panic or not—he scrambles clumsily to snatch the device back up, dropping it once or twice in those scattered, disorganized attempts, spitting hoarse expressions of irritation through his teeth. his fingers tremble as he awkwardly types through his tremors. he could just audio record, but Midousuji isn’t trusting his ability to be verbally coherent on a dime here.]

”ISHIYAN”????? [a familiar, disgusting nickname.]

Japan. Kyoto? Kyoto Fushimi????? Kyoto Fushimi cycling club???

Ishigaki Kotaroooouuuuuuu?????!!!!!!!

text; un: feal

[noblegarnet]

Welcome to Aefenglom. [Not that those words are much comfort...] I'm sure we can all sympathize with the homesickness, even aside from the rest of the experience.

I don't know if there are Mirrorbound-specific social events, but people get together just like any other place. There's usually a festival for a holiday every other month or so, but that's not really helpful for the short term...

[Making friends, though, he can do himself without any particular occasion.]

What kinds of things are you into, other than cycling?