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Realistic or Modern [Anime] The Famous VS The Infamous

flapjack

a pathetic apathetic
Please go to the overview section for the plot of the rp.


Oh, and please don't post until I do.
 
((OOC: First post's up. @UltraYuseke. As for the others, please make sure to finish your character before posting. That's all~))


Kazuki Takano


“Hello? Ah, it’s you. What do you want?”


The blonde yawned, stretching his bare feet onto the foot rest placed in front of him. Currently, it was early in the morning and it seemed as if nobody but him was awake in the mansion. Well, he was supposed to be sleeping right now, but a telephone ring barged into his dream and eventually, woke him up. It was such a nice dream, too. If only this stupid agency president wasn’t such an important person, Kazuki wouldn’t have bothered entertaining him.



“Ehh….So, to sum up all of what you’re blabbering, you want me to babysit your brats while the construction of your agency is taking place?”


Kazuki let out another yawn, before starting to pick on his nose. This is troublesome, really. Why would he waste his energy for famous, spoiled brats like them? If it weren’t for the fact that he gained reputation for taming the infamous beasts who were running around Tokyo, this man wouldn’t probably approach him with this.



“What if I say no?” Kazuki said sarcastically, flicking off the snot on his middle finger.


“You can’t say no, Kazuki. They just boarded the plane a while ago and are on their way to the island."


“What…" Kazuki clicked his tongue and sighed, "You stupid geezer. I hope you’ll get cursed someday.”


The person on the other line merely laughed at Kazuki’s insult before saying,
“I hope you can also fix their attitudes, Kazuki. I’m leaving them in your----“


Before the old man can finish his sentence, Kazuki ended his phone call and stood up from the couch. Silently, he walked through the kitchen and grabbed a frying pan as well as a huge, metal spoon. Afterwards, he made his way out and went to the second floor, where all the rooms of the children are.



Taking in a huge breath, Kazuki started hitting the frying pan with the spoon, creating loud, continuous clacking noises.
“You brats, wake up! If you won’t, I’ll give you fifty laps around the yard as punishment!”


Well, at least I’m going to have more slaves now.
 
Sweeney woke up to the loud, insistent banging of what he guessed was a pan and some utensil and the manor's owner yelling at the top of his lungs. It didn't actually startle him though, considering that they'd all been woken up like that before. Climbing out of bed, he quickly got dressed in jeans, a white long sleeve tee, and put on a black vest to help accessorize the outfit, then mismatched socks. His father had always told him as a kid that matching socks was bad luck, so he made it a point to never wear a matching pair, even when his mother would scold him for the nonsensical behavior.


After looking at himself in the mirror once and changing his earrings to black studs to better match the outfit, Sweeney turned and left his room, turning the lights out behind him and closing the door. Kazuki was standing a few doors down from him, still banging the pan and spoon together. Inwardly Sweeney laughed at the sight, a grown man banging on pans like a child would, but just smiled brightly. "Good morning Takano-san," he said, mainly saying the formality as a way to mock the man, before he went down to the kitchen to start making breakfast for himself.
 

Tim Ayers

On a plane over the ocean





Tim sat there in the plane seat bored to death, his only salvation was the music that was in his ears. He wasn't any sort of singing prodigy but he could still sing pretty alright. He sang along to ~John Legends - All of me.~ His eyes were closed as he sat there slouched slightly in his window seat. He had had to get up early for this flight and he was feeling pretty tired since he had a massive game last night. He sat up a little straighter and looked around the plane there only seemed to be three others, his attention the turned to out the window. They were just above the clouds and he had no idea how much longer the flight would be.



He looked out the window for a little longer before he stretched and yawned a little louder. He settled in his seat again and he felt his eyes closing and he slouched in his seat. His eyes closed and he soon fell asleep by accident with his head on the shoulder of the girl that was sitting next to him on the plane.

 

Reiko






Reiko sits on the plane next to Tim Ayers, holding a vial filled with some mysterious blue chemical. She drinks it, now looking around at the plane. Only three other people here with me... This'll be a quiet little place to stay, I suppose... Tim falls asleep, his head now on her. "Such a pain... I suppose I can at least gain scientific knowledge as to his sleep patterns though... She looks at Tim, watching every single bit of movement, even the smallest twitch, writing all of it down on a notebook with her right hand, so she doesn't move him too much. He really is a strange one... No wonder I've yet to bother with relationships with these people... Reiko quits writing, about to wake him up when she realizes something; She may not need to sleep almost ever, but other people do. She just lets him lay there, waiting for the flight to end.

 
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Having been woken by the loud noise didn't really surprise Chelsea, but it did piss her off. Every time she gets woken up like that, it reminds her of her father, who would always hit her on the head with a frying pan as a form of 'punishment' for doing something wrong. She gets some clothes on, grabbing her headphones and some candy to eat. Chelsea walks out to where Kazuki was at, her obviously a little pissed. "The hell is wrong with you? Don't you know I need my sleep? Ever thought of how we feel about being woken up in the middle of the night!?" She was angry, though after a moment, managed to catch her breath and calm down. She leans against the part of the wall sticking out like she always does, bored now that she's been woken up. "Jerk," she says under her breath before she closes her eyes and starts to ignore the world around her.
 
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Zane "Zero" Marakawa




Zane sits in the back of the plane, wrapped in a small blanket and continues to type. After all this time, he's finally doing something productive with this laptop, instead of just randomly drawing or doodling on its art programs. He leans down and pulls up a small canteen and sips gratefully of its contents. He frowns at the slightly bitter coffee and shrugs, resuming to type on his laptop with his headphones plugged in, listening to blaring rock music as he continues to type sentences and paragraphs for his short novel. He takes off his glasses and yawns, gently wiping his eyes. He should be asleep by now, he knows it too, but something doesn't want him to sleep, the bright glow of his laptop keeps him clung to its screen. He saves his document and sighs, sitting there bored. He remembered his cousin sent an email to him carrying files of films for him to watch in case he got bored, but Zane never really took care for it. He shrugged and silently scrolled over, clicked the file named "Films" and opened the first file, watching the action sci-fi flick quietly with a smile on his face as he sips his coffee again.
 
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Kazuki Takano


“Still going to act asleep, you brats?!”


Kazuki gritted his teeth and stopped banging his spoon against the pan for a while. Since his beloved slaves still didn’t woke up despite him doing that, Kazuki planned on resorting into slicing the doors of their bedrooms with a chainsaw if they didn’t wake up in a matter of seconds. However, he decided to shut the idea down since it would be troublesome on getting the doors fixed, just like the last time. While it is true that in the past, he actually broke the bedroom doors of his tenants when they refused to wake up at his call, however, he greatly regretted doing so because of how pricey the repair costs were.



So, in order to wake them up in a
peaceful manner, Kazuki decided on using the spare keys that was hidden somewhere in a mansion. However, as he was about to go and retrieve the said objects, he was obstructed by a friendly greeting early in the morning. Turning around, he realized that the greeting came from none other than Brat # 1, Rin Sweeney. Of course, Kazuki just couldn’t afford to lose and accepted that mockery, so he replied with, “Good morning to you, too, Rin-kun. It sure is a nice day today.” Kazuki said sarcastically, giving his name a bit more emphasis in order to piss him off.


Not too long after, Brat # 2, Chelsea Kimura, also made her appearance and as sharp tongued as she is, she started complaining and blabbering about ruining her sleep or something along those lines, Kazuki didn’t bother listening. Ignoring her, Kazuki made his way downstairs in order to retrieve the spare keys. The other ones still haven’t woke up, after all. Once he sees Rin who was starting to make food, Kazuki called out to him,



“Sweeney! Whatever you’re cooking, make sure to clean the kitchen afterwards! Oh, as well as the living room and the other unoccupied rooms, we’re going to have new freeloade—I mean, new tenants. That goes for you too, Chelsea! Go help Sweeney or something. After I wake up the other two, I’m going to shop for food ingredients, we're going to have a feast today."





And with that, Kazuki walked towards his bedroom,
"And now, for those spare keys."
 
(Hey, why are you stealing my character? Curse you brother, curse you! I'll steal yours then!) 
(Also, just because I show you my roleplay message for your opinion on how well I'm doing with the role doesn't mean you can use it if you choose to steal my character!.)
 
(I said I'm sorry! Geez, just forgive me already! I'm tired, so I mistook the RP message you senst me for my own that I was writing, so I did the usual copy and paste I do on my roleplay messages that I write so I can put them in the proper spot. Just forgive me already!) 
(I'm gonna call it quits for now... Also, Miyuki, no more having me be the one to rate your roleplay messages... Might end up like this again, me too tired to realize I'm copying and pasting your message rather than mine... Well, see you all when I'm awake enough to post the proper message...)
 
(Fine, you're forgiven. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to post the message that I was supposed to post, not you (Keepeing it the same, because it's kinda the only thing I was able to come up with right now. Hope it's not awkward having a post be the same from two people...)


Chelsea walks behind Kazuki, and as he gets to his room, jingles the keys in her hand. She was getting fed up with him waking her up, both with the pan, and walking in to her sleeping, as if her blanket had been even slightly off of her, he'd have seen her naked. "You know, you should really learn to knock. Next time you use these keys to open my door, I'll kill you." With that, she tosses the keys at the back of his head, walking off. "I'm going back to my room for a little bit. Try not to bother me." She walks back to her room, having taken the spare keys for her and Sweeney's doors off the key chain. She locks her door, laying back down in her bed to relax. Since she knew she wouldn't get any more sleep, she decided not to even bother trying.


(Once again, feels weird having had my brother steal my post, then me posting it myself...)
 
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Sweeney flipped the manor owner off, still smiling to himself as he made his way down to the kitchen. Knowing no one else would disturb him while he cooked (the other occupants of the manor ha learned that the hard way), he rolled up his sleeves a little so he wouldn't get them dirty, and Sweeney set to work. Humming to himself he threw together a big batch of pancakes, adding chocolate chips into some for himself and blueberries into the others. After all the pancakes were done he put the blueberry ones on a plate and set them on the dinning room table, knowing it would be enough for the current residents and not really caring about the newbies.


Once he finished eating how own pancakes he cleaned the kitchen up and wandered around the living room area. It was basically clean. Probably a little dust on the higher shelves but he wouldn't be able to reach them anyways. The rooms were the same, if easier to declare clean since they were void of anything but a bed and plain bookcase. Same set up as every other room when he first got there. The belongings would be sent on the plane with the people though, and the rooms wouldn't be bare for long. Figuring his job was done, Sweeney retreated into his own room and laid on his bed, reading a book and continuing to him to himself.
 
Chelsea walks out of her room, walking over to Sweeney's room and knocking on the door as she turns the key to unlock it. She puts the key back in her pocket before she opens the door, a lollipop in her mouth as always. "Hey." Chelsea walks over and sits next to him on the bed, bored from being away from the rest of the world so long. "It sucks being here... I'm tempted to insult everybody on things that aren't even worth insulting, it being as boring as it is here." She looks at the ceiling, wondering who's actually going to be staying with them.
 
Sweeney rolled his eyes and flipped over so he was lying on his stomach, chin rested on his hands. "I like it here," he said, kicking his legs absently. "It's better than being on the main land with society." Looking up his eyes locked onto the sucker, then looked at Chelsea, wide and puppy dog like. "You wouldn't happen to have a sucker for me, would you? Since it's my room and I made breakfast," he pointed out, puppy dog eyes still on full blast. Kazuki had made him cut down his sugar intake, but one sucker wouldn't hurt, right? Especially if Kazuki didn't know about it.
 
Chelsea looks at Sweeny, her not even affected by his puppy eyes. She knows he's not supposed to be eating sweets and such, though that' why she does what she does; hands him four of them. "You know, since it's the jerk Kazuki not letting you have them, I'm open to letting you have some. He's honestly concerned about one thing when he tells you not to eat sweets; himself. He probably does it just to keep you from becoming too hyper to make dinner for him properly." She looks around for a moment, his room being a lot different than hers. "You know, you're the only one I haven't insulted in the past twenty-four hours, let alone past week."
 
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Quickly Sweeney took the candy, stashing three in his pillow case and unwrapping one to put in his mouth. He smiled happily as the orange flavored sugar contacted his tongue, and pulled the sucker out with a loud pop. "Thanks Chelsea. And that's just stupid of him, I've never screwed up cooking," he said, lounging back on his bed, a smirk making it's way onto his face. "Unintentionally, that is. Have to screw with the old man every once in a while." He giggled, putting the sucker back in his mouth. At her last comment he rolled his eyes, placing a hand over his heart in an over dramatic fashion. "Oh Chelsea, that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Thank you," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm.
 
"It shouldn't, as I plan to make up for the week without insults with some kind of physical abuse if you do anything worthy of insult." She puts her headphones from around her neck onto her head, them seemingly being purely for visual purposes, having no cord. Despite the lack of a cord, she listens to music with them, bored out of her mind. She pulls out a new lollipop from her sleeve, putting it in her mouth as she removes the stick from the previous. "I'm off to drop this in front of one of the others' rooms. I love how everybody but me gets in trouble for having sweets." She opens his door, locking it from the inside before closing it. She walks off, dropping the old lollipop stick in front of one of the others' rooms before Kazuki gets there, returning on her way to the living room. She stands against the wall as usual, waiting for everybody to get up.
 
It was such a loud and noisy morning for Keito and she woke up for a while, looked at the clock and groaned, "Shitty landlord..." She stared at the ceiling for a while and finally decided to get up. She wore her fake glasses, changed her clothes to a black tanktop and short. And then her morning routine started with brushed her teeth, ate a lemon mint flavoured candy and grabbed her mp4 player, then she went out of her room. She looked at the loud troublesome landlord, "Yo..." as she walked past him, yawning.
 
Chelsea sees Keito walking down the hall towards the living room. She looks at her, naturally beautiful face as always. "You know, that face really doesn't suit you. I honestly don't care about how you or anybody else looks, but I'd prefer you at least do something to fit it more, or make the face fit you. Gets annoying having the others constantly asking why you were given that face when your personality is so laid back." She pulls out a lollipop from her sleeve, offering it to her. "Here, you can have this. I need to cut back on them, so might as well give 'em all away."
 
Reiko watches the man still sleeping on her shoulder. She pokes his cheek, wondering how well he actually sleeps. "Hey, wake up... It's kinda hard to look through my notes when somebody's sleeping on my shoulder..." She takes the back end of her pen, poking his cheek with it a few times. "You sure do sleep well... I haven't slept in three months, and even then, it was only for about half an hour... To top it off, that was after an entire year without sleep..." She looks at him once more, jealous of how well he can sleep, but at the same time, curious as to why she feels the need for sleep. Sleep takes up time, and time is precious, for if she doesn't spend that time on her experiments and such, she won't make as much progress.
 

Tim Ayers

On the plane




Tim sat there asleep with his head on Reiko's shoulder. He felt her finger poke his cheek and he grumbled in his sleep and brushed it away lazily in his sleep. "What?" He asked in his sleep before just going quiet again till he felt the back of a pen poking his cheek and he grumbled again, and woke up slowly this time, sitting up and blinking a few times to try and clear the fuzziness in his vision then giving his eyes a quick rub.


"You sure do sleep well... I haven't slept in three months, and even then, it was only for about half an hour... To top it off, that was after an entire year without sleep..."



He looked at Reiko after she said this.
"Was I asleep on your shoulder? Sorry if I was." He asked her and then opened his mouth again. "Why don't you sleep, I couldn't function without it." He told her as he relaxed in the plane chair. "I play sports all the time so I get pretty tired off that." He said and looked at her before taking another look around the plane looking at the other faces there. 'At least he hadn't fallen asleep on a guy.' He thought and smiled to himself. "I'm Tim by the way. I don't think we've met before this."
 
"Finally woke up, did you...? The name's Reiko, Reiko Ayami. You might know me from my cure for the Ebola virus, as well as a few other 'incurable' diseases." She knew that her name alone was enough, though she felt the need to say more than that, even though she hated the part about being famous. All she wants is the time to work with her vials. "Also, the reason I don't sleep... That's probably because it takes up too much time... Gets in the way of my work, which tends to involve constant monitoring and changing for up to weeks, without so much as time to go to the bathroom. Luckily, I have a device for instantly heating a cup of noodles at any given time. Glad they let me bring it."
 
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Tim Ayers


Plane




Tim sat there listening to her. "Oh so that's you." He said and nodded his gaze going to out the window of the plane. "That noodle cooking device sounds pretty good. It would be useful." He said looking back over at her now. He tilted his neck to both sides one after the other cracking his neck and his let out a content sigh. He went to get up not long after. "If you'll just excuse me." He said and slipped past her quickly and out into the aisle. He rubbed his eyes again as he stretched in the aisle before going towards the front of the plane and going to the bathroom.
 
He looks up from his laptop to see a guy going to the bathroom, the guy he believes to be the one lying on the girl by the front. He frowns, is this guy REALLY that annoying? He rolls his eyes and takes off his headphones, shutting off his film and closing his laptop finally. He sits up and stretches, popping his neck by accident. He sighs and looks ahead, noticing the aisle is clear he stands up and walks ahead, fixing his glasses. He looks over seeing the girl, having an urge to make do with conversation as he rubs the back of his neck, due to having nothing else to do.


"The guy, the one sitting by you, he wasn't causing you trouble was he? I truly hope not. Don't want to be stirring up trouble, especially on this small of a plane."


He laughs and holds out his hand for a shake, "I'm Zane."
 

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