So many soaps...
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Thread Topic: So many soaps...
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Yar.
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Samantha2332 NoviceOk thx you
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Name: Jikutsu
Age: 17
Details: Extremely intelligent, but dropped out of high school because it was academically and socially strangling him. His mom died when he was 10 and his dad lives somewhere in America. He decides to go looking for his dad, leaving on a plane from Japan in the morning. -
Samantha2332 NoviceNvm I gotta go
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onleh with blue eyes. .3.
Name: Gustav Fegelien... (*shot*)
Age: 19
stuffs: Of German descent, fukers. :D Ya, very tsundere. -
*unshoots you* :D Awesome.
Flight itinerary in hand, with simply a luggage-on-wheels, Jikutsu got ready to board his flight. He'd be going from Tokyo, to Honolulu, to L.A., to Atlanta, to finally New York. This'll be a long journey, though maybe something will come of it. He sighed, walking in line to the inner plane, starting the voyage. -
Oooh Yay! Unshot! Though, question, can Gusty be in Japan for a trip?
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Okay. :3 Whatever you'd like, dear.
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M'kay~
Gustav was skimming through his map book. So many sights to see, so little time. If only he could stay a month, instead of two weeks. But eventually, he'd have to get back to Germany, and to America. -
Jikutsu was playing with his iPhone, not really paying attention to anything. He turned it to the airline mode and put it back in his pocket. There were a lot of different people going onto the plane, of all kinds of backgrounds. He kind of liked that about traveling, seeing different cultures. He of course spoke Japanese, and English pretty well, though only knew bits and pieces of any other language.
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The only thing that disappointed him, was that he couldn't really communicate with anyone. Nor did he really try. He didn't care anyway.
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He noticed the blonde was sitting beside him, sharing the same row of seating. He looked out the window, not having anything to say really. How would he even know how to talk to that stranger? Was he American? Though he seemed European, which would be even more confusing to speak to. He decided to close his eyes and wait for the plane to take off then land. Maybe some sleep.
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"Pft," He muttered closing the book. I don't care... I don't care about anything. He thought.
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Soon after the plane took off from the ground, flying out of the Japanese city. Though as he tried, Jikutsu couldn't sleep. He wasn't scared of flying, but he hated it. No doubt his blood circulation would be disturbed soon, not to mention jet lag. He quietly mumbled something in Japanese to himself.
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"As if this wasn't bad enough," He stared off.
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