| Sept 7, 2012 12:00:19 GMT -5 |
Post by HOURAI "OKINAWA" ARAGAKI on Sept 7, 2012 12:00:19 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; padding: 10px;][bg=121212][style=font-family: arial narrow; color: #00BBFF; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 16px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 320px solid #00BBFF;]THIS IS A GAME.[/style] [style=text-align: left; color: #e4e4e4; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; font-family: arial;]DO NOT TRUST YOUR EARS. WHAT YOU HEAR ARE LIES.[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #e4e4e4; background-color: #212121; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #222222;] [style=zoom: 1; filter: alpha(opacity=70); opacity: 0.7; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/oOIzW.png); float: left;] [/style] How many times was she kicked out from her own home just because she was cooping herself up for far too long? It was the same thing he did to Japan in order for him to explore the world and interact with the other nations. It wasn't that bad, but that would mean she can't get access to her own PC or to her game consoles or even to her Television. It pretty much suck, considering that she was relying to them almost all the time lately. Ah, well, she thought with a sigh while walking out from the hotel that she decided to stay for a few days, setting up her laptop and all. Blinking, Okinawa, Aragaki Hourai, looked around her scenery, none of which brought interest to her as she sighed and scratched her head. No video arcades. No game stores. No nothing. Yep, she added with a thoughtful nod, she really is someplace not her own territory. On the upside, there's a park, she could go in there and spend some time breathing fresh air and froli- "What the hell am I saying?" With a soft slap on her forehead, Hourai couldn't believe she is thinking more and more like her previous self and less like what she is now- a NEET- as another pout escaped from her lips. As much as she like outside, she rather like to lock herself up in her own room, minding her own business. It took her a while, however, before the raven-haired prefecture was subjected to defeat as she shook her hands on her head. "Fine!" She groaned, a sigh of defeat escaping her mouth. "If that's what Kiku-niisan's boss wants me to do, then I'm locking myself up inside the hotel room for a week." Not exactly the best logic, but it's Hourai's logic so there's nothing wrong with it. Somewhat. [style=color: #00BBFF; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; background-color: #121212; padding: 2px;]TAGGING: OPEN | TIMELINE: PRESENT | NOTES: Hourai's conflicted because she likes her room so much.[/style][/style] |
