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acting like a good person on camera

[ onscreen: an insufferable prick doing his best to be as amiable as he can be, wearing a suffocating red suit painful enough to spell "karmic retribution". totally forced upon, totally manipulated. death, in short. valentine's day his fucking ass. ]

Gooooooood afternoon! Welcome again to the weekly edition of Yumenosaki Time, with me, today's special host, Izumi Sena! [ pause for... pre-recorded APPLAUSE haha that rhymed ] — and oh, [ WINK ] do we have an exquisite treat for all of you! For us, by us: "Find Your Mate!"

[ a small pause to raise the paper; he doesn't actually know the rules and pairs verbatim, and it sure isn't his problem if the cameraman is frowning and rushing hand gestures. ]

... So you see, it's just me and a couple of our other idols here, right? Everyone in this room won't be participating, but behind that curtain over there [ camera zooms into a red curtain right across from them ] is the remaining sixteen, and they're gonna find each other while completely blind!

Now, they aren't blindfolded yet — they will be, and you guys better be playing close attention — but as soon as the signal rings, it's lights out and evacuate!

[ onscreen text: "AND THE PARTNERS ARE...?" ]

As for partners, I've got the list... [ SHUFFLING ] here. Make sure to listen carefully, because as soon as I finish, you all have ten seconds to look and touch your partner all you want before the alarm goes off. Got it? Another second to register that? Alright, I'll start.

this is where we fucking die
KURO	TSUKASA
HIBIKI	MAKOTO
RITSU	TOMOYA
EICHI	LEO
ARASHI	KEITO
KAORU	CHIAKI
SUBARU	KOGA
SHINOBU	TORI

... And that's that! I hope the rest of you are ready, because we — [ LA CUCARACHA HORN INTERRUPTS, KILLS IZUMI SENA; HE IS DEAD ]

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[ the little show host over here? let him rest, please; he's produced enough saccharine shit to alert the FDA. ]

Edited 2016-02-15 02:11 (UTC)

[ Arashi's already off to a great start, heading towards... the wrong direction. Meaning the spectator's stand. Well, it's not completely unintentional... semi-holding his hands out in front of him for catching whatever happens to be in the way.

And as luck would have it, he's locked onto some fabric! It had to be the school uniform jacket... patting downwards... possible buttocks...

He's definitely cruising into thigh territory as he crouches a bit, humming and feeling the thickness of the muscle there-- aha! He'd targeted exactly who he'd been looking for. Isn't he good at this? But he's going to play dumb for a bit just for fun. ]

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[ On the other hand, there's Izumi. Mood worse than usual from the announcer skit; totally drained for the rest of the day — yet, as the cruel nature of reality dictates, it's a surefire sign that things are about to get even worse. That's how things work, right? If things dip past the boundary of "unpleasantries", then there's no other path to take than further south.

Now, south isn't literal. It's a way of saying "bad to worse" or "heading to rock bottom", but Arashi seemed to take this idiom in every sense of the world. ]

Hey! [ He hisses under his breath, making his best attempt in shooing the other's hands off. The camera crew shoots a glance (not through lenses, fortunately), returned with Izumi frantically shaking his head in rejection. Like hell he was going to let a clip of this pervert rubbing his hands all over him get broadcasted locally; moreover, someone who wasn't even a participant! ] Other way! It's the other way, goddammit!

[ Still blindly groping around with seemingly no intention to stop any time soon, Arashi manages to bite back an emerging smile that would easily give him away. He's amazed it was even possible to fool Izumi into thinking it wasn't intentional, but it's a hook he won't let go.

He'll put up a pretense of waving his hands around aimlessly a bit, both to humor Izumi's attempts of shooing him away and to feel for more open spaces on his body! ] Ah, it's kinda hard to tell-- hmm...

[ Now he's got an arm thrust around him, exploring the expanse of his hip and stomach-- nothing wrong with pinching the bit of thickness Izumi has between his fingers, right? He doesn't know better; he's the blind one here! ]

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Naru-kun, look! [ He's still hissing under his breath; annoyed, guttural noises escaping from his throat to the point of near-growl. Of course, it's too much past the general pissy groaning. We aren't going into Koga territory. ] I know you're faking it it, and I read myself that your partner is Kei —

[ And of course, the sadistic cameramen choose now to focus the broadcast onto them. For all the scantily clad gravure shots he's done throughout his modeling career, this is by far one of the most embarrassing things he's ever done. Arashi won't get off; he can hear the annoying squeals of fangirls at home, waving their weird glowsticks — god, he can't stand another second of this! ]

[ Hold up. Lightbulb. Calling him out... using his authority... that isn't against the rules, right? Probably? It would help him get back on track, so... ]

... H-how awkward, everyone! [ A hand cupped to the side of his mouth, face to camera while feigning an air of surprised hesitance. ] It seems that our Naru-kun isn't aware of the right direction! It's your announcer, Naru-kun! Earth to Naru-kuuun!

[ Oh no, he's been caught in the act! But knowing Arashi, there's no way he's giving up without his final touch on it-- quite literally. He's no longer holding back that smile after whispering out of earshot of anyone nearby. ]

Ooh, how terrifying-- you sound like an adorable kitty, you should try that more often!

[ And that's that; he pulls his hands back for the final time, only to lift his blindfold in feigned surprise! ] Oh dear..! Sorry about that, Izumi-chan! Guess I got the wrong guy after all~ [ And to top it off, he gives him a playful wink, paired with a subtle pass of his fingers over his ass (haha) carefully hidden from all those cameras now focused on them. That's right. No reason to hide his intentions from Izumi-chan now, right? Blindfold back in place, he finally walks off the way he came. ]

[ As soon as he heard the horn, Subaru hummed. He made sure to put on some sort of perfume, in case his partner tried to sniff his way towards him. He also hoped he wouldn't bump into his captain- that's the last person he'd want to deal with.

An idea popped in his head, and he made way behind the curtains. He'll find Hokke! It'll just be a moment, he won't be mad, he thought. And with the biggest smile on his face, he ran. ]

[ You know, he'd at least expected Subaru to stumble around a bit before coming at him - yes, he'd pretty much accepted his fate beforehand, seeing as Subaru never took his hands off him and he had to come to watch over his unit, as a responsible leader. What did he do? Memorize the building layout? Oh so he could do THAT but he never came to meet-ups on time? Oh... fuck you, Akehoshi.

Turn around, Hokuto thinks, before I kill you. ]

[ And without a care in the world, Subaru kept on running forward, stopping every few moments to feel anything around him.

And finally, he sensed someone... annoyed.

He had found Hokke! As soon as he felt some fabric, he wrapped his arms around what he at least assumed to be his leader, and laughs. ]

"Hokke~ I-found-you!" he whispers rather loudly.

[ Unavoidable in it's entirety, yet it still made the Trickstar leader have to use all his physical strength to hold back a groan. Prepared as he was, he had still hoped Subaru would take this event with some amount of seriousness - professionalism, even! Ah, but it was Subaru Akehoshi. He should've known. He could trust Mao, even Makoto - as nervous as he could be - but for Subaru, even if he had the skill, he still lacked the drive and professionalism the others held.

But that was something Hokuto had decided he'd personally fix. Train it out of him, like Subaru was a dog. After all, as leader, it was his job to do so. ]

Turn around. [ A whisper rushed urgently, laced with annoyance. ] Stop touching me, Akehoshi. What if I hadn't been me? Idiot. You're an idiot, Akehoshi. And shut up.

[ Shinobu was practically breaking down waiting for the short event to begin. Ten seconds? Just ten seconds right? He volunteered for this with the encouragement of his unit members, but now that Izumi was reading off the partner list, he was shaking with anticipation. If he was going to be here, he would try his best!

His target was small. One of the only students at the academy that was smaller than him, even. If he just felt around for the shortest person then he should find him, right? Okay. Here goes. He had no idea what the host meant about "touching," though. His orders... were to capture his prey.

He jumped as high as he could and landed on someone, but judging on his position (with his arms around their waist), they were far too tall to be Tori. ]

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[Kanata was bubbling with excitement. Although he didn't sign himself up for this, he assumed that it would be fun or fine regardless of actual participation. He found that the host was wearing a very bright outfit, and softly chuckled. He hummed brightly, like usual, and then suddenly horns blared and the contestants were off. Although he didn't move from his spot, a round purple blur with a yellow streak managed to land on him. He looked down on the pseudo-ninja, smiling.]

[Haha, it's Shi-no-bu~ ♪ Kanata thinks in his head. He finds it amusing that the start has already backfired on the other, and then puts his hand on the lone streak in Shinobu's bang, tugging on it and then taking both hands to squish the other's cheeks together. He pitches his voice to mock Tori's, talking then.]

"You've grabbed the wrong one, Ryuseitai Yellow!"

[ He had realized right away that he must have... severely miscalculated his jump. Patting the person's chest shyly, he had the intense urge to ask who they were so he could apologize or know who to avoid for the rest of his years at the academy, but he was sworn to silence.

W-who could this be, de gozaru...? Should he act like he didn't just jump on them? Should he drop to the ground and pretend like he's having cardiac arrest so he can leave? No, that would only work with the "Emperor"... Ahhh, he should just go with it. They were being broadcasted, after all...!

He squeaked when his bangs were tugged at and his face got caught in between two hands. This persons voice was... w-weirdly high?! And unfamiliar!

Unable to say any words, the boy let out a slow, nervous whine as he tried patting the taller boys face to try and confirm his identity. ]

[He just watches as his friend struggles. The little whines produced felt truly pitiable, up until of course hands were touching his face. The digits slapped around, desperately trying to identify who he was. Kanata rolled his eyes, opening his mouth to say something, only to find that Shinobu's struggling had landed their hand in his mouth. He wanted to scream but couldn't, and ended up taking Shinobu by the shoulders and shaking him wildly and rapidly talking to him in his normal voice.]

"Aaaaaaaa Ryu-Yellow struggles so much that accidents like that happen! Like a worm used to catch fish, were you fishing for my identity?"

[ In these measly ten seconds Shinobu had felt more confused than he had in the past week, probably. He stopped everything once his entire tiny body was shaken and a familiar voice shocked him to his core. ]

"SHINKAI-SAN?" [ He forgot about keeping quiet, but the time was probably almost up anyways and he did not expect to see his older friend here. ] "Y-You didn't sign up for the game last minute, did you, de gozaru?! How did you end up over here?"

[ He fumbled with his fingers, wiping them on his own jacket. ] "That was your, your mouth, right...? I'm so sorry-!"

[Kanata simply just bubbles with laughter when he can hear his cute little first year struggling with incessant apologies. He keeps shaking him, except only gentler now, as if just to sway him like a leaf.]

"I didn't. I said only to put me in if they needed me, and they didn't. It's how you ended up over here ~ ! You're like a leapfrog, bouncing from place to place, and then you ended up halfway across the room....you even jumped over poor Himemiya-san."

[He giggles, once again squishing the other's cheeks.]

"There's no need to worry though, you just have to try again right, bubble, bubble... ~ ♪"

"Uwaaa, I missed my target...!" [ He whispered in despair to himself, letting his body be rocked back and forth by his fellow unit member. What should he do? Turn back? Wasn't it too late by now? Maybe he should just keep jumping until he leaves the school entirely??

The first year considered the idea, already wriggling free of Kanata's grasp to hide behind him while still blinded. Moving around while his eyes were in the dark wasn't supposed to be this difficult for him... what was all that night ninja training for, if he couldn't do this simple task?! ]

"Shinkai-san, perhaps it's better if I watch from the shadows, after all...!" [ He put one hand over his eyes. ] "Ah, but I still can't actually see. You know what I mean, de gozaru... It was a figure of speech...!" [ He meant that he wanted to hide until the entire game was over, of course. ]

"Mhm, you missed the cute Fine member by a fine mile."

[Kanata hums a little more, barely noticing as the ninja sneakily wormed his way out of his grasp. When he sees the other slip towards the shadows, or what they probably thought was the shadows, he stopped him, taking the other's hand and then smacking it gently against their forehead.]

"Hey, Shi-no-bu ~ ♪" he sings gently, staring at the boy. "That's not the ninja way is it? Not only that, but if you leave Himemiya-san waiting like that....ufufu, you're going to make him really sad won't you? He'll be the only one left by the end without a proper partner, it's your duty to make your designated partner smile right? Bubble, bubble ~ ♪"

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"Oh!" [ He felt his own hand smack against his forehead and snapped out of his thoughts to listen to the third-year. N-Not the ninja way? That might be true, but... he wasn't sure he could make Himemiya-san smile even if he did find him... Still, Kanata was usually very good at convincing him to do his best. ]

"Ah... yes! That is my duty as a ninja, de gozaru! Disappointing the other participants is out of the question! Watch me go and find him for real, Shinkai-san!" [ He pauses, tugging at Kanata's sleeve for a moment. ] "C-Could you turn me in the right direction...?"

"Mhm, you see the way now! Aa....you'd still appreciate the help, I understand. As Ryuseitai Blue I will do my best to guide my fellow comrade into the correct direction! Just allow me time to scout for the pink beacon which will act as your lighthouse ~"

[Kanata hums, putting his hand toward his forehead and then searching the crowd. He spots Tori, and turns his friend by the shoulders towards the Fine member.]

"Get ready! Bubble, Bubble ~ ♪"

[Kanata pushes his company into the direction of Tori, however he had forgotten everyone was blindfolded, and after he had pushed Shinobu it seemed the smaller boy ended up wandering away.]

"Ah...oh well, now it'll be a real challenge, ufufu ~" and just like that Kanata takes his place as a bystander once more, watching chaos unfold.

[ Okay, so maybe the horn does manage put Makoto a little on edge about this entire ordeal—more out of just confusion than anything—though it at least manages to pull him from his thoughts and away from whatever or whomever it was he's just backed up into by mistake!

Hibiki... Tall, pompous, and the only guy with really long hair or something, right? Then that's what he'd look—Er, feel for as he stiffly extends both arms out in front of him and begins to blindly step forward, praying that he's thought of the right person. Some Fine rival he is, huh? And what a fine pun too, albeit not all that appropriate for the occasion..

Makoto seems to be doing well thus far—no major confusion, awkwardness, and some healthy wiggling of his fingers; That is.. until he actually loses his footing and stumbles forward, the base of his palm violently slaming into someone's jaw in the process.. Maybe the rigid zombie walk hadn't been the best approach to take after all—unintentional or otherwise. ]

Ah—! [ And cue some very ALARMED WHISPERING ] A-Are you okay? Please don't be dead!

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[The horn catches him mid-yawn and his shoulders jump in response, he was more awake than he's ever been in the past few years. He lets out a small, dissatisfied moan and stretches his arms out.]

"Oh-"

[He feels an arm cross over his own and then shortly after, SMACK!! A heavy palm connects with his face and sends him to the ground! Then.. He gives up. Out cold seconds after he hit the floor. Nighty night!]

[ No.. response?

There's an awkward pause on Makoto's behalf before he opts to repeat his first question, this time a little more loudly with an additional nudge from his foot for good measure. Though it is only when his concerns are once again met with a broad silence that his thoughts begin to spiral and eventually flood his already paranoid mind with what he can only assume to be the worst case scenario—He killed someone on live. reality. TV.

Holding his breath as fingers gingerly lift the blindfold from his eyes, Makoto finally gazes down upon the atrocity he has committed in absolute horror.

Oh my God.
Oh shit.
Mom. Mother! Hidaka-kun!! HELP! ]

S-Sakuma-kun!? [ He tries oh so hard to keep his voice below a whisper as he drops to his knees and attempts to shake the boy awake—He had to be asleep right? Right?! Makoto can only hope—PRAY—that is indeed the case. There is no way he's just murdered Mao's ~~boy~~friend!! ] Sakuma-kun, wake up! WAKE UP!

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Guuhh....

[He groaned, lazily trying to swat away the hands shaking him.]

Just.. ten more.. minutes...

Oh thank goodness! [ Blindfold clutched tightly in both hands, Makoto finally releases the breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding as relief immediately washes over him the moment he hears the other speak somewhat coherent words. He wouldn't have to go to prison! Or jail! Or a juvenile detention center! Or whatever the fuck was done with criminals his age!

In hindsight, he proooobably should have checked to see if Ritsu was breathing in the first place—That might have prevented a lot of unneeded stress, wouldn't it? ]

But, er— [ And right back to whispering! Though it should hardly matter now that he's broken like all of the game rules... ] But are you okay? It sounded like you hit the ground pretty hard...

[ Was he even listening? For all he knew, he could be suffering from a serious head injury! ]

[Ritsu babbles incoherently in an attempt to answer.. Not that it really meant anything. He turns onto his belly and stays.]

[He didn't mean it. Not at all. When he let out his arm he didn't want it to let it out so.....carelessly. At first he didn't think much of it "Oh well, I'll hurt them a little, but only just a little."

Then he remembered that he was Kuro Kiryu. Probably the strongest man in the academy, captain of the karate club. But it was too late for him to hold back.]

[WHAM!]

[BANG!]

[Well done Kuro, you just threw someone on the floor and completely blew your cover at the same time.]

[ and... Chiaki it was, huh? he supposed this was probably not going to be as bad as he thought... after all, at least he didn't get paired with someone like. Keito, perhaps. or even his own fellow unit member, Koga. those two would probably be impossible to handle--

bam.

barely a few seconds into the 'game', he was already taken down. beaten to the ground. by a careless arm being thrown around like that.

which would mean that it was... ]

Kuro-kun...?

[ embarrassed by how easily he was knocked off like that - though to be fair, Kaoru had been caught off guard and this was Kuro we are speaking about - he decides to lie down on the floor for a little longer. maybe until he gets his dignity back. ]

[Due to the lack of response after a while, Kuro thought he had killed the guy. After realising how ridiculous he was being, he came to the conclusion that the mystery person was lying on the floor unconscious.

As it was too late to start searching again (and it'd be rude to leave someone lying there, especially if it was your fault), Kuro ended up taking his blindfold off.

Oh, it was Kaoru.

He knelt down and softly (as soft as his voice could go) called out the other's name to make sure he was actually unconscious (or dead?)]

"Kaoru.....?"

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Yeah, yeah, it's me.

[ it didn't take long for Kuro to figure him out, huh? despite being in different classes, had he learnt to recognise Kaoru's voice...? to be frank, the only reason Kaoru himself had known it was Kuro was due to that strength.

Kaoru wasn't exactly that small, so it isn't everyone that could throw him down like that.

but then again, it could've been Adonis, but that junior of his isn't participating, is he...

slowly, he sits up, reaching out blindly to make sure Kuro wasn't too near, now that he decided ~~his dignity's recovered~~ to continue looking for his partner. ]

[Being touched by others wasn't exactly something Tori liked, but he ended up participating anyway. He had to take any chance he could to steal people's hearts and then use them to get anything he wanted ⭐

He let his arms out and walked almost zombie like, still wanting to avoid as much contact as possible. Lucky Shinobu, having the chance to be touched by his truly.

If only his partner was Eichi, then he would probably find him and cling onto his arm like a koala....

For some strange reason, imagining the scene had caused him to reenact it physically. As soon as he realised that he had, practically, wrapped himself around an arm, he jumped back.

Damn. What happened to the "minimal contact" rule!?

Then as cutely as possible, he posed and said, without checking if it was actually his partner.]

"Haha, I gotcha finally⭐"

【How unfortunate, that his partner eluded him so. Oh, but this feeling is what they call the [thrill of the hunt], don't they? Of course, a game like this is only more entertaining if there is a challenge to it, and Tsukinaga-san's stubborn refusal to cooperate with him only spurred him on further.

Oh, but he doesn't even know what Tsukinaga feels like. Certainly, the fact that he was a whopping eleven centimetres shorter would help Eichi a bit, but he wonders how he'll be able to tell since they're all fumbling around blindly.

And...

Oh?

Someone nudged into his side. Someone quite a bit shorter, judging from the place where they latched onto his arm.】

"Ah?"

【And just before he can tease Tsukinaga about coming back in the end, he notices that this boy is quite too short, even for Tsukinaga.

And a smile spreads across his face, after hearing that familiar voice.】

"Not quite, ~🎵"

【he chuckles, pulling Tori in closer, and blindly feeling around for where he guessed Tori's head to be. His hand finally meets its target, and he gently ruffles Tori's hair.】

[ Eichi! Tori could feel his heart race and his face heat. Relieved that he didn't hug some low life student, he giggled as the other one ruffled his hair. ]

"Hehehe~ Whoops! Seems like I've gotten a little confused⭐"

[ He placed his head on Eichi's chest and let out a sigh of relief. ]

"I'm happy I found you President, even if you aren't my partner!"

[ And how he wished they were partners. ]

[ Of course, while Wataru had not minded being entered - in fact, he volunteered - he had not expected... well, needing earplugs. Ah, but he was a master at figuring out who was who via just their footsteps alone, so it was no surprise they'd decided to make sure he couldn't use that skill to his advantage. Pity. He had wanted to win for Eichi - gaining the Emperor's attention and making him smile brought a special satisfaction for Wataru.

Oh well. He'd simply win this way, as well. Nothing would stop him from gaining a win for fine, and thus gaining a win for Eichi himself. How new a feeling it was, to he, to desire to please someone this much. He'd have usually grown bored and left by now, but Eichi was skilled at keeping his attention - a pity he wasn't assigned to find his leader, actually, now that he thought about it.

At the start, he had to be tapped by the people nearby him to know when it's time as instructed by the teachers, but he simply adjusts well naturally, being able to know when it's time on his own (he had been watching Izumi's rehearsals, growing especially fond of hitting the button that played the horn over and over - much to Izumi's annoyance). So he easily moves about, swiftly dodging people who'd stumble into him and weaving his way through, as if he had no blindfold or earplugs.

Once again, Wataru proves himself to be something else.

But, he does have one problem. He isn't necessarily close to his assigned partner, Makoto Yuuki. If he were to pick anyone in Trickstar, it'd be his beloved Hokuto Hidaka! So, his one weakness was not knowing a thing to identify Makoto with. Well, he did wear glasses. But, as fate would have it, Keito also wore glasses and was also participating - shocking as it was, but that only fueled Wataru's interest in the poor man more.

He resolves, then, that he'll simply grab at faces and, once he feels glasses, he'll know who it is whether the person smacks him or jumps about in shock. Good thing Makoto was a polar opposite to Keito! Grinning, although no one can see it, he stretches out his hands and goes in for the kill, and this, of course, resolves in a lot of smacking and light punching. ]

Makoto Yuuki of the ever-shining Trickstar! Please come to me, where I await full of love and adoration... ☆ [ He was never the whispering type. ]

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acting like a good person on camera

DON'T BUG HIM

sorry arashi is a butterfly coming in for the kill

KILL HIM NOW

oh come on its for the fangirls :)

1/2 STOP

2/2 he will find you and he will kill you

sure bro:)

its party time || open

no

yes

nuh-uh

THE FROG LEAPS || open

the frog drowns

the frog is dead

the frog jumps back?

it could be worse

how could it have been worse

he could have kicked izumi in the face

he should have

throw him back

ok get ready loser

who wants to die :: open

time to FUCK

I DIDNT MEAN IT LiTERALLY

CANT A PROP GET SOME SLEEP AROUND HERE

what the fuck!! what the fuck!!

YA! YA! YA!

Oh my god please stop him | OPEN

you killed him

Re: you killed him

he is Fine but also Not Fine

What the frick tori

maybe tori's ahoge is an eichi radar

It probably acts as an eichi GPS too

when you get the wrong sexy glasses man