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Realistic or Modern [Anime] The Famous VS The Infamous

He smiled as he continued to play his music, he smiled to himself as he monotonously played his violin tirelessly. He enjoyed the silence in his room, no attention, no loud noises, utterly perfect, he thought to himself. He slowly crossed his legs as he played, smiling to himself.
 

Tim Ayers




"Ahh right handed." He said and raised a brow he was caught off guard by that weird question to someone who've you've just met and bumped into. "Nice to meet you Keito." He said and shook her hand that she had held out. He looked over at the machine. "What is it?" He asked as he walked over to it and did the first thing he could think of and press the power button but it didn't turn on. "Did you plug it in?" He asked her turning back to her happy to see that she didn't have the same reaction to him as Chelsea had earlier who seemed alright now. He looked behind it to see the plug centimeters away from the plug and plugged it in, flicking it on and trying the power button again and this time it whirred into life. "There we go." He said with a smile to her.


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Keito was ecstatic when the machine came to life because of this newbie she bumped onto, "finally! I can live without anything but lollipops". She gave a big grin to the other, took off her cloudy glasses and cleaning it as she asked, "so, you're one of the genius newbies right? What are u good at?". She put on her glasses and played with her lollipop as she gave a curious look to the other. "I guess sport?"
 

Tim Ayers




Tim smiled seeing how happy she was when the machine turned on. "Do you practically live on them?" He asked her and leant back when she leant closer watching her clean her glasses. "Yeah I am, we just got here a few hours ago." He said and smiled. "You would be correct guessing sports he told her. "Was there something that gave it away?" He asks her as he stood there scratching the back of his head. "Mr. Takano got pretty mad earlier at the mess someone made does he usually get like that?"
 
Claude was trying to remember all the rooms Sweeney had shown to him but he failed miserably. He gave up and instead focused on Sweeney. He heard that label many times since he was a kid. Strange, but he never considered himself as one of the geniuses, maybe because he disliked attention...and his hardworking nature..and talent. Claude tilted his head and answered, "People considered me to be a genius at music. I have played instruments for as long as I can remember."


He averted his gaze. "But honestly, I don't understand what other enjoyed in my music.." Claude looked at Sweeney, "What about you?"
 
"Oh... You shouldn't be so kind to me... In fact, I demand you slap me again... This time, as hard as you can... even if it means sending me flying..." She honestly was interested by the fact that somebody actually slapped her once. It was like she was actually being punished for doing something bad, whereas she either got hit with a frying pan just for living, or got left in a room, locked from the outside, without food for several days. Most people'd either take their own life or try and kill their parents for such treatment, but she learned to deal with it, and even the exact times they leave the house and get back, allowing her to sneak food, drinks, and even steal some of their money and go out to buy herself lollipops to alleviate her boredom. At this point, it was honestly torture every time she remembered it. Not because of how horrible the memories were, but because of the way she herself used her past as an excuse to make other people's lives living hell, for her own enjoyment.


(Just revealing a little of her past to the people playing the characters, might have her reveal this information to Kara because she's actually found somebody she respects enough to piss off, then apologize and ask to get slapped .-.)
 
Sweeney looked up at Claude and tilted his head slightly in confusion. "Don't you like being considered the best in music? And even if you don't, don't you at least enjoy playing? Being good?" Facing forward again he ran a few steps and then walked on the edge of a rug, holding his arms out like he was on a tightrope or something along those lines.


"I'm smart, but not super smart, and juvie wouldn't take me again," he said simply, turning to glance over his shoulder and smiling just a little. "What's the saying? 'Do as I say, not as I do.' That's probably best if you decide to listen to me. If not, then oh well." Shrugging, he stepped off the rug and faced Claude, hands behind his back and rocking slightly on his heels. They'd gone around in a circle basically and where back in the hall with the rooms. "So that's basically it. What do you want to do now?" He figured that he might as well try to make friends, and plus boredom is a very dangerous thing with Sweeney.
 
"You're probably right." Claude's eyes followed Sweeney intently. He wasn't sure how to answer his question—he used to enjoy playing, then one day, he stopped. He didn't really remember when it happened but the last time he enjoyed his music was before his father agreed to send him to the manor. He was tempted to ask more about Sweeney's past, but decided against it. Some other time, after they'd known each other longer.





"Well . ." He trailed off, "I didn't think I saw any grand piano earlier, did you?" Talking about music was making him wanted to play. Does it mean he's started to enjoy playing again? No. Claude shook his head. "Or we can go to the kitchen..And make something, really." He was starving and he could sneak a few food to Sweeney as a thanks.


It would be okay as long as Kazuki didn't notice. He looked at Sweeney.
 
Reiko walks to the kitchen, grabbing various foods and putting them in a bag. She walks towards where he'd seen Claude and the other kid went, so she followed after getting the food, knocking on the door. "Hey, mind if I come in? Brought some food with me." She waits for them to open the door, currently eating a cup of noodles she'd managed to find, which she heated with her little device while nobody was looking, as well as brought all the cups she could find in there along with the rest of the food she brought.
 
Sweeney shrugged. "There's a piano somewhere, I just don't remember where." He walked along the rug edge again, on his toes with his arms out and back pourposly to Claude so the older boy wouldn't see his confused expression. Confused is probably a bad word, he thought to himself, figuring surprise might be more fitting. Surprised because most people would usually ask about the juvie thing, but he was glad Claude didn't. It gave him a few more points in Sweeney's book. Reaching the end of the rug he smiled brightly. "You can cook? Me too! Let's go then!" He declared happily and was about to run to the kitchen when he saw Reiko knocking on one of the doors down the hall. He waited for a few seconds, then said, "You know, for a genius you aren't very smart." He used the most flat toned voice that he could and kept his expression neutral, wondering if she was trying to get him back for the bag thing.


(@UltraYuseke they're not in a room, they're in the hall)
 
(Nope. They started in the hall, went around the manor, then came back to the same hallway)
 
Kazuki Takano


As Kazuki finally removed the ingredients for today’s dinner, he heard the sound of a slap from the nearby room. Once he left the kitchen and out to the living room, he witnessed as chaos ensued around his house. There were fights here and there, arguments, forming of new friendships and enemies, and all the other jazz. For a second, Kazuki thought that his house was slowly turning into a place where teenage drama develops, but that wasn’t going to happen. Not on his watch. Peeking up on the front yard, Kazuki checked if the brats were cleaning and sure enough, some of them were.



“Come to think of it, you newcomer brats. Did I ever mention that all of your activities and work has been put to halt ever since you came here? Think of this as your vacation, and as for your question, Kara, actually, I have been thinking of dragging you all somewhere today. Do you brats have any suggestions?”
 
Keito lazily answered, "its not that hard when your body's athletic and tall and ur sporty attitude's giving the information away...". Sucking her lollipop she walked to the couch and sit there as she answered, "Yup.. he's usually like that~ I guess he have been worse". Observing the Sport Genius, she pat the spot beside her as if she offered him to sit there, "I like to practice my left hand writing but it just never feels right~". Thinking about what to do in the nearly ending day, she played with the rubber band with her finger and playfully aimed for a vase. Just when she was about to shoot, she heard the devil's voice and smiled to the other, "The devil has comee~~"
 
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Claude glanced at Sweeney, puzzled, even though his face remained blank. He followed Sweeney's eyes and he saw someone familiar, the girl who's in the plane with him. Reiko, if he remembered correctly. Somehow the atmosphere turned tense. He didn't know why but it wasn't looking too good.


He shrugged, eyeing the bag of food Reiko was holding. Claude tried to change the atmosphere. "...Hm, thank you for the food?"
 

Tim Ayers




"Yeah I guess that does give it away." He said and joined her on the couch leaning back and relaxing after a long day of a flight, being attacked by lollipop sticks, cleaning up the lollipop sticks and a run. Though he would no doubt do more tomorrow maybe. Probably get to know more of the people that were already here. "Why do you want to lean to write with your left hand?" He asked her honestly interested as to why she would try that when she could write fine with her right. "He's been worse? He was pretty angry at the mess that got made outside." He told Keito as he sat there beside her watching her aim the rubberband. "Don't shoot me with the or I might just have to shoot one back at you." He said with a smile and then he heard Mr. Takano call out. "I bet he wants to kill one of us." He said with a laugh tilting his head back onto the back of the couch.


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Keito tilted her head as she concentrated in aiming the vase and shot the rubber band but she missed. She pouted and readied the rubber band as she answered, "What will you do if you suddenly injured your right hand and you can't use it? You will be forced to use left hand right?" Shrugging her shoulder and continuing her work, she added, "Well~ everyone may call it unproductive or not useful at all, but I am different. I am always different. It's always been that way I guess~ But who cares~" She finished readied the rubber band and rolled her eyes at the other's statement, "It will be a waste of my precious rubber band." She chuckled alongside the man beside her and tried to shot again but failed again and she started to feel frustrated, "Seriously! How do people do this?!"
 
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Tim Ayers






"Okay yeah that is a good point, I might have to try and write with my left now. Since it could easily happen to me since I do a lot of physical activity." He said and looked at his left hand and understood that it would be really weird that way to suddenly have to write with the other hand. 'Jeez imagine that I could never do an autograph till it was better.' He thought to himself, and was soon drawn from his thoughts as he heard Keito speak again. "We used to shoot rubber bands in school all the time at each other, teachers didn't particularly like it since it left quite a mess on the floors as you can imagine." He said and that memory bought a smile to his face. "I can show you if you want?" He offered.
 
Keito grinned cheerfully and with no fake feelings for the first time to the man. Feeling slightly happy that for the first time someone agreed with her, she thought, 'maybe the newbies're not that bad after all~'. Keito stared curiously at the sport genius and raised her left eyebrow at the story, "Teachers never like anything~ They don't like everything student's do~ well, at least for me and the old tenants here~". She silently gave the rubber band to Tim and asked, "If you please~ Can't u teach me if you succeed??".
 

Tim Ayers






Tim smiled when he saw her grin and relaxed back on the couch till he looked at her again. "Oh C'mon I'm sure you did some things that made your teachers happy, I'm sure the only teacher that was happy with me was the gym teacher." He said and smiled hoping he hadn't put her in a bad mood after what he had said. He looked down seeing her give him the rubber band and put it on his hands in a way so it was sort of like a gun. If he moved his thumb a little it would ping off his hand forward. "Hold it like this." He said showering her his hand so she could see how. He took it off without shooting it and gave it back to her.
 
Reiko opens the bag of food with her hand that's not holding the cup of noodles, pulling out various foods from it, handing them to Claude. "You don't need to thank me. I'm just providing dinner to somebody who shouldn't be punished." She returns to eating her cup of noodles, not even bothering to remember the stunt Sweeney had tried pulling just a little bit ago. Reiko's eyes were now close enough for them to see how much sleep she's lost, the thick grey bags under her eyes proof of never sleeping. She pulls out a blue vial, pouring a single drop of it into her noodles, mixing it in, then finishing the cup off.
 
Keito gave a look at the man beside him and punched the other’s arm lightly, with not enough strength to actually hurt him, “No need to console me~ I don’t really care ‘bout them~ so no pressure”. She gave a wide grin to him and focused on the instruction. Concentrating at the finger position and how the rubber band was being held and shot, trying to remember it as the other guide her hand. “So that’s how you do it with one hand~!”. Keito’s eyes beamed in amazement. “You sure it will hit exactly on the spot? Will you try it? Can you?~ Please~“, she asked in excitement. Other people may see that the activity they’re doing right then was useless but it’s different for Keito, for the first time she actually found someone that can teach her how to do one of her most favorite activity and training. Excitement is an understatement.
 
Tim Ayers




"Hey what was that for?" He asked Keito when she punched his arm. He couldn't help but smile seeing her grin when he had shown her how to hold it. "Yeah like that." He said watching her hold it just like he had. 'Now just don't point it at me and move your thumb.' He thought to himself and chuckled, he was pretty happy that he had made her so excited just by showing her how to do that. 'Yeah some of the other tenants are not so bad. He had only met Keito and Chelsea so far, and right now Keito was his favorite out of the two.' He thought to himself. "Yeah it should hit somewhere around where you were aiming, and what do you mean try it? Do you want to shoot me with it?" He asked with genuine confusion. 'Does she want to shoot me or does she want me to shoot it at something?'


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Disturbed by the girls request Kara just smiled at the girl and have her a hug "that was a mistake of mine I shouldn't have slapped you," Kara said stroking Chelsea's hair before giving whispering in her ear "Good lolly themed prank,"
 
Chelsea smiles at Kara, an innocent, but at the same time saying 'thank you' on her face. "What do you mean~? I didn't do anything of the sort~" She proceeds to whisper in Kara's ear. "It's really fun to get everybody in trouble when you're already in trouble~" She kneels down next to Kara, looking at her hand once more. "I really do deserve to be slapped again though. I ruined such beautiful fingernails." She takes Kara's hand, using it to slap herself on the face. Chelsea keeps slapping herself using Kara's hand, until her cheek was absolutely red. "Now then... I'm going to be losing my right to breakfast and lunch here soon, with what I've done to the thug's room~ I've gotten used to the punishment of no food though." She'd completely trashed the guy's room, lollipops stuck to every bit of the wall, the chair(s) replaced by lollipop sticks glued together, the door handle on the inside broken off to pretty much lock anybody in when the door closes, and the ceiling layered in thick and sticky chocolate, the room heated quite high. It's practically hell in a box. She even spread crushed up pieces of candy all over to make walking around pretty hard.
 

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