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Tweak says, "The crescent moon tastes sour"

Ikegawa Ginjiro (greatestpower) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-11-17 13:51:00

Entry tags:

ginjiro, kozue, open thread

Who: Ginjiro, buddies, and whoever's in the boys dorm
What: Invading the girl's dorm.
Where: Girls dorm in the evening hours when they think they're all sleeping
When: Night
Why: 1. Because Girls are so much easier to harass then boys, 2. Wants a story for Kojima to write about.

"Idiots, all of them a bunch of losers," spat a black haired boy as he walked beside Ginjiro.
"Yeah no one beats up Yoshihiba and gets away with it!" shouted a blonde spike haired kid with huge eyebrows.

Ginjiro looked at his crew, there were roughly about six or seven of them ranging in size and build. All of them had on black shirt with long white coats and white pants. The Aku symbol on their backs was in a blood red and they all had white ties around their fore head, save Gin's who had a black one on. He smirked and pumped his fist. "We're gonna make them squirm and freak out."

"Yeah!" shouted the other guys as they made their way to the school dorms. It had not been that hard a task to get past the guards. Just go over the outer wall and crawl down the foliage. The real tast would be getting into the dorms. Ginjiro took a breath and motioned for two of his men to follow him. They carefully crept up the back of the buiilding via some ivy that was there and peeked into windows to see if there was any occupents. Upon finding one on the fourth floor, the second guy jimmied the window open and they crawled in followed by the other friends.

Inside Ginjiro handed out spray cans and other items. "Make a mess, we're going to drive them nuts and lure these loosers out into a real fight."

The guys grinned as they took their suppilies and headed out into the various hallways to start spray painting the walls with various nasty sayings and graphic images. All the while Ginjiro was smirking with pleaseure thinking. Well Noriko you wanted a story...here's one for you.

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thrown_to_winds
2009-11-24 05:30 am UTC (link)

Toshimi's murderous grin only widened at the sound of her enemy's scream. The sound and feel of her opponent's weapon cracking between his fingertips was even more satisfying than hitting that perfect home run to her at that moment.

Naturally, with recent events Toshimi kept her window locked--since she hadn't been getting along well with the air quality in the city, keeping it open wasn't really helpful anyway-- and although it could be unlocked from the inside, that would cost him valuable time. Toshi was only a few steps away and was still just as intent as before on doing him as much physical harm as possible. While he was looking at the window, she swung her bat for his head, and kept on swinging.

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greatestpower
2009-11-24 06:35 am UTC (link)

"Holy..." he didn't have time to finish as the bat hit him more the once on the head. Once on the top of the head, pushing him down, once in the jaw to the left, then once to the right, then again on the top of the head. Before he even had a chance to think blood seeped from the wounds and Swoard Kun, for all his glory an bravado, was down for the count in a pool of his own blood, that was now staining Toshi's carpet.

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thrown_to_winds
2009-11-24 07:30 am UTC (link)

He'd stopped moving.

It was only after Toshi swung her bat down one more time only to have the delinquent not even recoil that she noticed he'd gone limp at all.
"Oh."

In some ways, she'd snapped out of the haze, but in some ways she hadn't: she wasn't even vaguely registering that she had just possibly beaten someone within inches of life. She knew there was something on her carpet that needed cleaning up but even the thought that she might want to know what it was didn't even occur to her. She hoisted the delinquent up by the midsection and started dragging him out of her room. He was taller than she was, so his feet touching the ground slowed her down a little bit. She dumped him unceremoniously on the ground, a few doors away from hers so as not to indicate the situation connected to her in any way.

Next to deal with was the room--that stain on the floor was really ~~indicative of her criminal actions~~ a little bit unsightly. Luckily, Toshimi was a big fan of cheap, all-purpose cleaning agents, and she already had some NitroSoap detergent mixed up from the last time she cleaned the room. At least one thing Tanaka sold worked as advertised--the NitroSoap washed the blood right out of the carpet as if it were never there.

There was still blood on her baseball bat, though. Mind still completely blank, Toshi carried it to the girls' bathroom nearby as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. The bat's veneer had prevented any of the blood from soaking in, and it only took a couple of seconds under a shower head before the bat, too, looked good as new. Toshimi smiled. Nice and clean.

The only thing that looked out of the ordinary when she went back to the room was the remains of the sword that had been tossed aside. Toshimi took the broken bokken out to its unconscious owner and dropped it neatly on top of him.

She brushed her hands together and dusted herself off, then went back to her room. What had she been doing again? Something about baseball, right? For some reason, Toshi felt like she didn't want to think about anything for a while (a common feeling lately, although at the moment she actually felt pretty good). She slumped into her computer chair, exhausted for some unknown reason. Maybe it was time for some Matsuri. A little mindless violence was probably just the thing she needed right now.

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