So call me (out), baby
THE OPTIONS
THE HOW-TO
- Make a top-level comment choosing one of the muses above.
- Make up any scenario, even game settings if you say which!
- Can be in any sort of format. Formal/Informal/comment spam/w/e
- Some of these are probably either lacking icons or have all the good ones locked from back in their premium days. Either those or they're placemakers for when I'm not so lazy and color better icons. Not a how-to, but a heads up.
pretend-ception~ ... or something
He's prepared for the attack, of course - he's been prepared from the start - and, rather than dodging the approaching vending machine, he jumps up, balancing on the slanting surface until it succumbs to gravity and settles on the ground with a loud crash. His coat billowing from the landing, Izaya stays where he is, right on top of that vending machine, because... why not? Besides, he does so enjoy looking down on people.
"Honestly, I'm surprised it took you that long. I've been dropping hints from the moment you left home." Not actually true, but close enough - and who'd prove him wrong, anyway? The truth is a matter of perception, and Izaya knows just how to create it to his satisfaction. "I almost think you're regressing even further, Shizu-chan."