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001 | Video/Action for New Bark
Jan. 9th, 2015 07:23 pm[The low, steady growl rumbling in Kaneki’s right ear sets his heart hammering the moment he jerks awake, and it’s only when he registers that that something is furry and is plastered to the side of his head that he actually sits up. Of course, sitting up and being immediately presented with a woman claiming to be his mother doesn’t help to calm his growing sense of unease, a sense which is quickly starting to try to escalate into full on panic. He’s alive and unhurt at the very least, but where...
He stammers a hasty apology for what has to be some misunderstanding, but doesn’t get very far before he’s swiftly talked over and has no choice but to listen to what she has to say without any of it fully registering.
And once he’s outside, he’s convinced himself that this is…probably a dream. If we’re talking about Pokemon it has to be. Eventually a video starts after a bit of messing around on his part and a dark haired boy can be seen, his left eye covered by a white eye-patch. What's more, it looks more like he's dressed for work than anything casual, for some reason. The feed is a little trembly for a second before it adjusts and comes into focus.]
Hello. Uh...I was told that this place is called New Bark, but I’ve never heard of a town by that name.
[He’s promptly interrupted by more soft growling that has risen enough to be heard, causing him to angle his camera down toward his feet unintentionally as he looks down. By his ankle a very disgruntled Zangoose stands, though as frustrated as she looks she’s staying close by Kaneki’s side. He’s already being difficult, but why is she surprised even.]
I just want to make sure that I’m really where I’m...being told I am. I guess wherever it is, it isn’t Tokyo.
[Pokemon is stupidly popular in Tokyo right now, that much he does know, but the fact that his Pikachu is white, has three inch claws, and seems to hate him is a bit concerning. But, considering he was just literally in the process of being kidnapped to places unknown, wanting to know where he is is a valid concern.
He frowns slightly, reaching a hand up to nervously touch the side of his face. It doesn’t appear that he’s eager to say a whole lot, but the look on his face betrays how confused he is. At least running on the assumption that this is a dream is keeping him from getting too upset because, really, a cheerful tune wouldn’t be playing in the background otherwise.]
A-anyway, thank you in advance for- [A sharp tug on his pants leg causes him to look down and trail off before quickly finishing up.] -for the help.
[And then, the feed cuts. Anyone who happens to be in New Bark as well will see a boy trying in vain to free his pants from the claws of an indignant Zangoose who keeps chittering at him. Whatever she's saying, it's probably along the lines of 'YOU AREN'T DREAMING YOU DUMB']
He stammers a hasty apology for what has to be some misunderstanding, but doesn’t get very far before he’s swiftly talked over and has no choice but to listen to what she has to say without any of it fully registering.
And once he’s outside, he’s convinced himself that this is…probably a dream. If we’re talking about Pokemon it has to be. Eventually a video starts after a bit of messing around on his part and a dark haired boy can be seen, his left eye covered by a white eye-patch. What's more, it looks more like he's dressed for work than anything casual, for some reason. The feed is a little trembly for a second before it adjusts and comes into focus.]
Hello. Uh...I was told that this place is called New Bark, but I’ve never heard of a town by that name.
[He’s promptly interrupted by more soft growling that has risen enough to be heard, causing him to angle his camera down toward his feet unintentionally as he looks down. By his ankle a very disgruntled Zangoose stands, though as frustrated as she looks she’s staying close by Kaneki’s side. He’s already being difficult, but why is she surprised even.]
I just want to make sure that I’m really where I’m...being told I am. I guess wherever it is, it isn’t Tokyo.
[Pokemon is stupidly popular in Tokyo right now, that much he does know, but the fact that his Pikachu is white, has three inch claws, and seems to hate him is a bit concerning. But, considering he was just literally in the process of being kidnapped to places unknown, wanting to know where he is is a valid concern.
He frowns slightly, reaching a hand up to nervously touch the side of his face. It doesn’t appear that he’s eager to say a whole lot, but the look on his face betrays how confused he is. At least running on the assumption that this is a dream is keeping him from getting too upset because, really, a cheerful tune wouldn’t be playing in the background otherwise.]
A-anyway, thank you in advance for- [A sharp tug on his pants leg causes him to look down and trail off before quickly finishing up.] -for the help.
[And then, the feed cuts. Anyone who happens to be in New Bark as well will see a boy trying in vain to free his pants from the claws of an indignant Zangoose who keeps chittering at him. Whatever she's saying, it's probably along the lines of 'YOU AREN'T DREAMING YOU DUMB']
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