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Actually, yeah. And more like - cat realistic, instead of people realistic. Their faces were really...
[ brrrr he shakes his head to clear the haunting image of jason derulo's face as a cat ] ... anyway. If they lean into the cat part, more, maybe.
--Hey, Frumpkin's a magic cat, right? Could he sing? That'd be cute.
[ brrrr he shakes his head to clear the haunting image of jason derulo's face as a cat ] ... anyway. If they lean into the cat part, more, maybe.
--Hey, Frumpkin's a magic cat, right? Could he sing? That'd be cute.
Hey, I'd take a bad voice out of a cute cat over the alternative.
[ haunting. nightmarish. terrible. frumpkin is like an instant palate cleanser. ]
...Technique, though. Yeah. I guess. Americans spend their money on such weird movie stuff - there's a million different animation companies that could make something just as good without it being that.
Remind me to show you something way cooler, if you're interested in that technique, whenever we get the chance, sometime.
[ haunting. nightmarish. terrible. frumpkin is like an instant palate cleanser. ]
...Technique, though. Yeah. I guess. Americans spend their money on such weird movie stuff - there's a million different animation companies that could make something just as good without it being that.
Remind me to show you something way cooler, if you're interested in that technique, whenever we get the chance, sometime.
[ instantly cleansed by the presence of this cat, actually. ichiro kneels down immediately for hand sniffs and to give frumpkin all the pets. ]
...'s better. [ relieved... ] So, dude, how're your classes goin' besides this one? Are you doing all the open enrollment ones?
...'s better. [ relieved... ] So, dude, how're your classes goin' besides this one? Are you doing all the open enrollment ones?
I couldn't really get the physics one, but the rest of them were - well. I mean, you said it best. [ actually what the fuck is wrong with all of these classes. tasks, though!! tasks are good.
while he's lavishing attention on frumpkin: ] Have you gotten to do any of 'em? It feels kinda like they're wanting us to bond more than "war".
while he's lavishing attention on frumpkin: ] Have you gotten to do any of 'em? It feels kinda like they're wanting us to bond more than "war".
Well... [ :thinking:.... ] I guess it already happened, so we're just dealing with the aftermath, but right before I came here, my bros and I won the first round of the Division Rap Battle, so we've got the finals to look forward to, but there was a big conflict in it.
It was kinda personal - it was personal last round, too, but this time really... [ ichiro trails off for a moment, here, and then holds his hand up. ok. rewind. ] Backstory, I guess. My dad - he's a real piece of shit. Just a constant liar, a total conman, and working with the Party of Words dictatorship in all the worst ways possible. My brothers and I were raised by him and my mom, but my mom passed away - the old man refused to tell me about it, and lied and said she was sick, but that wasn't what killed her. I found out he was full of it on my own, and that combined with the way he treated us, was just... well, it's a long story, but we ended up able to getting away from him, and I hadn't seen him for half a decade.
...Until he showed up again out of the blue a couple weeks ago. He decided to join up in the Division Battles with a crew - a fighting thing, sort of. He knew if my team - me and my bros - lost in a battle against another crew early, we'd look weak enough that he'd be able to shake us apart. So, instead of just taking us on like a man, he snuck around behind my back and manipulated the two of them into meeting with him in the shadiest way possible.
He started to straight - lie to them, man, just making up shit that was just close enough to believable that it could've been true. He basically was trying to turn them against me, and tried to get the two of them to come back and live with him. I'm their legal guardian, but I guess he thought he had the right. [ here, ichiro's mouth pulls into a deeper frown - he rubs his hand against frumpkin's head and looks away from caleb, now, recalling, expression pinched. ]
...I took my brothers away from him for a reason, you know? So for him to show up like that and threaten everything, just because - god, I don't even know why he did it. I can't even begin to understand him.
[ a pause, there, as he stands back up from frumpkin petting, keeping from diving too far into that. ] Anyway. The two of them came back to me, and we talked about it, so whatever plan he had didn't really work. He faced us in the battle a couple days later - went up against Saburo, who's barely fourteen - but when the second round came along, he chose to face me, instead.
Big mistake, though. I beat him. [ some of his usual cheer returns, after a moment. ] We did. As a team. So it worked out, I guess.
It was kinda personal - it was personal last round, too, but this time really... [ ichiro trails off for a moment, here, and then holds his hand up. ok. rewind. ] Backstory, I guess. My dad - he's a real piece of shit. Just a constant liar, a total conman, and working with the Party of Words dictatorship in all the worst ways possible. My brothers and I were raised by him and my mom, but my mom passed away - the old man refused to tell me about it, and lied and said she was sick, but that wasn't what killed her. I found out he was full of it on my own, and that combined with the way he treated us, was just... well, it's a long story, but we ended up able to getting away from him, and I hadn't seen him for half a decade.
...Until he showed up again out of the blue a couple weeks ago. He decided to join up in the Division Battles with a crew - a fighting thing, sort of. He knew if my team - me and my bros - lost in a battle against another crew early, we'd look weak enough that he'd be able to shake us apart. So, instead of just taking us on like a man, he snuck around behind my back and manipulated the two of them into meeting with him in the shadiest way possible.
He started to straight - lie to them, man, just making up shit that was just close enough to believable that it could've been true. He basically was trying to turn them against me, and tried to get the two of them to come back and live with him. I'm their legal guardian, but I guess he thought he had the right. [ here, ichiro's mouth pulls into a deeper frown - he rubs his hand against frumpkin's head and looks away from caleb, now, recalling, expression pinched. ]
...I took my brothers away from him for a reason, you know? So for him to show up like that and threaten everything, just because - god, I don't even know why he did it. I can't even begin to understand him.
[ a pause, there, as he stands back up from frumpkin petting, keeping from diving too far into that. ] Anyway. The two of them came back to me, and we talked about it, so whatever plan he had didn't really work. He faced us in the battle a couple days later - went up against Saburo, who's barely fourteen - but when the second round came along, he chose to face me, instead.
Big mistake, though. I beat him. [ some of his usual cheer returns, after a moment. ] We did. As a team. So it worked out, I guess.
[He's just listening to all of this - he doesn't understand a lot of what he says, or what a rap battle is. But he still can sort of understand the gist of what he's saying. It isn't as though an abusive father or people working with a corrupt ruling party is hard to wrap his head around the concept of.]
. . . You're a good brother. I'm glad you were able to get them away from him.
. . . You're a good brother. I'm glad you were able to get them away from him.
[ sometimes dads and governments just suck no matter what universe you're in
ichiro ducks his head a little to that, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. ] ... I'm doing my best. 's the best I can do, right? I still have a long way to go, but... I'm really glad it didn't work, too. I told them - they could believe either of us, if they wanted to, but they had to decide on finding their own truth.
It was a little relieving, that they picked me. [ like a lot relieving. ] I mean - I wasn't lying, so, that especially, but it's just - it's good it worked out. And I'm never gonna forget the look on his face when he realized he lost. Priceless.
What about you?
ichiro ducks his head a little to that, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. ] ... I'm doing my best. 's the best I can do, right? I still have a long way to go, but... I'm really glad it didn't work, too. I told them - they could believe either of us, if they wanted to, but they had to decide on finding their own truth.
It was a little relieving, that they picked me. [ like a lot relieving. ] I mean - I wasn't lying, so, that especially, but it's just - it's good it worked out. And I'm never gonna forget the look on his face when he realized he lost. Priceless.
What about you?
[I mean, not his dad personally, but that's a whole other can of worms. Anyway. Ichiro was just very honest with him, but. . . oof. It's a complicated thing to explain.]
My friends and I have been, uhm, dealing with a person who wants to bring a dangerous force into the world for frankly incomprehensible reasons. He is, uhm, rather hard to kill, and its complicated by the fact that a few of us in our group have a little bit of personal history related to this fellow. But - that isn't my story to talk about, exactly.
. . . On top of that, I, um. We have been being followed a little by someone from my past. An old teacher of mine, who I have a few disagreements with. I'd like to opportunity, I suppose, to expose his misdeeds the way you were able to with your father, but easier said than done.
[He knows this is all pretty vague compared to the personal story he just heard, but. It's still a lot for him.]
My friends and I have been, uhm, dealing with a person who wants to bring a dangerous force into the world for frankly incomprehensible reasons. He is, uhm, rather hard to kill, and its complicated by the fact that a few of us in our group have a little bit of personal history related to this fellow. But - that isn't my story to talk about, exactly.
. . . On top of that, I, um. We have been being followed a little by someone from my past. An old teacher of mine, who I have a few disagreements with. I'd like to opportunity, I suppose, to expose his misdeeds the way you were able to with your father, but easier said than done.
[He knows this is all pretty vague compared to the personal story he just heard, but. It's still a lot for him.]
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