{ “ Quirky seamstress with an optimistic perspective. With her outgoing personality and welcoming attitude, she is lead to face the biggest challenge of her life. The Reaper's Game. }
Players, the Reaper’s Game, ‘Erasure’…it was all so bizarre. Was that an understatement? Who knew. She didn’t know what to expect out of all this and she hoped that exploring her surroundings would shed some light to the situation. It was certainly better than trying to look for someone who could see her in the giant crowds Shibuya cradled. If she took into consideration how many could see her since the moment she woke up until now—the searching experience would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack.
Eventually she found herself by the statue of a dog (if she remembered correctly from the thoughts she’d heard, the dog was called Hachiko). She hummed a certain tune as she took a moment to ease her mind. Finding out that you were basically a spirit walking among the living in a completely different city wasn’t the easiest of things to swallow. Humming helped soothe her. Despite all this, at least there was a silver lining—she had her voice back.
It was only a luminous afternoon in the city of Shibuya. To illustrate, students were dismissed from school, dog owners were speaking to other dog owners, children were running around - tapping each other’s shoulders with a rosy glow tinging the outline of their cheeks. Maybe, the pure enjoyment of nature was her punishment for being dead. Only recently comprehending the message on her phone, the teen slumped herself near the Hachiko Statue; a masterpiece of the loyal dog that passed away in eight years from cancer. The story was tragic to say the least, but Hachiko always reminded her of her past and so, she kept her gaze straight and away from the sculpture. There was zero time for her mind to wander around aimlessly into the abyss ; she had to find another Player - to survive.
In her view was a whiff of vibrant crimson curls and an outfit that seemed…unique and proper, feeling. Though by her height and the body language, this woman seemed mature and an individual that isn’t seen often in a messy place like Shibuya. Further, the lady’s elaborate outfit immediately pierced her curiosity and now, there was no stopping the youthful fashionista. Before much could have been said, a smooth humming began to echo within the atmosphere and almost, just almost that this noisy capital seemed to quiet down with the impact of such a hushed tone.
“Wow miss, your humming is very…calming."
Flubbing in slight embarrassment, Shiki’s cheeks flushed out as she began fidgeting with her fingers, "A-Ah! I didn’t mean to be weird or anything. I just…haven’t heard such a voice like yours before! Take it as a compliment, I mean you don’t get that everyday, right?"
ooc; Ahhh. I want to rp another character but I don’t know who, yet? I’m thinking someone from Young Justice or maybe, maybe The Wolf Among Us or someone from Corpse Party. ACK. But, anyways, I’ll be doing some replies and stuff, very soon. If not, tomorrow but I think I’ll get one done today. Also, thinking tomorrow I’ll finish my about page. Someday…・(￣∀￣)・:*:
"(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ This is a tumblr hug. Pass this to at least 10 of your favorite tumblr followers to show how much you love them as best buddies. Know that I will always be there for you. ❤ LOVE U ♥♥♥"
[ ooc; fhafjka /GIVES YOU A SUPER HUG. Thank you Rock-a$$. PUTTIN A LIL SMILE ON MY FACE. ・(￣∀￣)・:*: ]
ForShibuya is a multi-fandom roleplay group inspired by the videogame, The World Ends With You. No prior knowledge of the game is needed in order to join! Consider yourself waking up in a bustling place called Shibuya, a Japanese district full of clashing views and morals. Except…nobody can see you. You’re dead – and you don’t remember how it happened. Better yet, something precious has been taken away from you. The only way to get it back? Participate in TheReaper’s Game. Choose your side in The Game by becoming either a hopeful Player or a dream-crushing Reaper. Expand your horizons by meeting new people, and participate in missions, contests, events, and more in order to regain what’s been lost. Last 7 Days, and you might get another chance at life. So: Are you up for the challenge?
“Wait, these ‘Reapers’ have… Woah, are you being serious?” Roxas could only—just only—imagine what these beings must look like. And all he pictured in his mind was a person—just like himself and the girl – with… as she said, bat wings. Now that was certainly interesting.
“Oh, um…” In the midst of all this newly given information, he couldn’t help but laugh softly. The Organization’s coat mistaken for a lab coat? He never would’ve thought of that. “It’s just a coat.”
The youth took another look at the girl’s cat before responding. It was so much to take in all at once. “Reaper’s Game…? And… I’m sorry, but what is going on here? And how is Mr. Mew a weapon?”
“Course I am! Does this face looks like it’s joking around? I mean, I agree it’s really weird right? Ahhhh…Look, I’m really sorry for accusing you for a Reaper. I mean, these days, I can never let my guard down around them. They're everywhere. So, here’s my tip of the day, find a partner and complete every mission.” Analyzing the puzzled expression within the boy’s features made her strangely – anxious. The Reaper’s Game stole innocent souls to trap in this horrid game of ‘Life’.
Brushing off his comment about his coat, she couldn’t have helped yourself from being so interested in this new style of coats. Never in her fifteen years of Shibuya, has “I’ve never seen a fashionable lab coat like yours in Shibuya before. It’s pretty cool, though I won’t lie! I mean, a hood? And some matching boots? It’s great!"
"Well, the Reaper’s Game is a game for those who have passed away to be rewarded with the revival and to come back to the RG. If you wanna survive and not be erased, you need to fight and complete every mission you receive. Even if it’s something stupid like have a Tin Pin battle with somebody, you have todo as the mission says to live. Oh! The game is only seven days long so just endure it for the next seven days, I mean…that’s what I’m doing right now. Like I said before, I can’t really explain how Mr. Mew became the way he is, but I’m not gonna question it. Do you perhaps have anything on you? Any pins?”
