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[yahaaaa]

Character: Black☆Star
Fandom: Soul Eater
Player: Mel




[ Halt all of your daily activities, cease all production of productivity! What's that explosion in the distance? Why, it's nothing more than a loud crash of something obviously making loud noise for he purpose of attention. ]

Ya--

[ With a loud crash, the entire ground within a mile trembles. Black☆Star falls from atop a large building fist-first into the ground, punching it into a flash-photo k.o. ]

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

[ He rises from the rubble, dusting off his shoulders and cracking his knuckles. With a thumbs up, he points it to himself to frame a big, shining grin. ]

Citizens of... Wherever the heck this place is! Behold, the time of darkness has come to a close! The curtain flaps shut to leave the audience without rest, at a cliff hanger, a tension-filled ending-- Only for them to swing right back open and reveal me, Black☆Star!

Do not hesitate, no need to hold applause! I am here to bring light to an otherwise dark and dreary underwater hellhole!

[ His voice tones down, and his arms cross while he perks a pout in his lips and takes a look around. ]

Of course, it goes without saying that some light being shed is pretty obviously needed. As usual, I'm way ahead of every time any time. It never ends.

Quick, my fans! Let's get up to snuff!

Comments

[symmetrophile]

[Don't mind if he does!

Gesturing -- with both hands in perfectly mirrored motions -- Kid continues his berating lecture, but he makes the mistake of closing his eyes, brows knitting in stern disapproval.]

It will take weeks to repair what took you only a moment to destroy. As a fellow representative of Shibusen, this behavior is utterly unconscionable! Normally I would demand you make amends this very instant, but you're more liable to bring down the surrounding city before paving a road to my exacting specifications.

[Heaving a sigh, he amends:]

I suppose it can't be helped. A contractor will be hired for the work, and you had best be prepared to pay for this. I'll set about to interviewing for a suitable one--

[yahaaaa]

You're putting a mellow on my grand introduction, Kid!!!!

[ PAH! A handful of rocks and rubble are tossed right into Kid's face, some of which are rather large chunks of pavement. ]

As if I'd waste my time being concerned about the alignment of my stage! All it needs is a shining star to illuminate the scenery, so what if there are a few cracks and dings?

[ He claps the dust off his hands and holds a single finger to the skies. ]

Sheesh, for a god, you sure are behind the times. I know it's really tough to catch up and keep up with the likes of me, but I expected a little bit more out of you! For shame!

Besides, now it has its own clearly awesomer finesse that it was missing! I'll touch this place up in no time at all, HAHAHAHAHAHA

[ And this is where his hands go back to his hips and he leans his upper half back. The louder and longer he laughs, the further he bends backwards. Looks like it'll never stop, either. ]

[symmetrophile]

[To be on a real roll with one's diatribe only to have a spray of dust, stones, and chunks of concrete flung into one's face is well worth the reflexive flinch Kid makes, and the cost to his dignity (and oh god, there's dirt in his hair you ill-mannered punk) significant enough to win Black☆Star a baleful glower.

He makes a valiant attempt at tolerating his teasing, but not without a lot of obvious teeth-grinding.

There's finally a low, resentful mutter, as his shoulders begin to shake, arms ramrod-straight down at his sides.]

'Finesse'? You aren't even using the word properly...!

[Unable to take any more of this, Death the Kid steps down off his skateboard, which is swallowed up in black-sparking tendrils, disappearing. Enjoy your laughter while you can, Black☆Star, because all at once the reaper is right at your back, lean silhouette looming and gold eyes lambent in his own shadow.

It's going to be one sharp strike at the backwards bow of his back with the side of his foot and a heartfelt yank of a fist balled up in Black☆Star's hair that intends to see him eating pavement. If successful, it'll end up with one knee pressed into the small of his back, and both hands attempting to grind his face into the crater.]

What was that, Black☆Star? Forgive you for behaving in such an uncouth manner?! Apology accepted! Learn to clean up your own messes, you uncultured swine!

[yahaaaa]

NYAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. HA--OOF!!!!

[ Black☆Star is effectively tossed face-first into the ground, forced by both of Kid's hands. He immediately gets a mouthful of dust and debris, causing him to choke and muffle displeased sounds. His arms wriggle, hands twitching and fingers curling while the rest of him works in-kind. ]

[ With enough struggle and fight, he's able to at least somewhat turn his head. He spits out a ton of gravel, grunting as half of his face is shoved hard into the ground. ]

In your dreams, asshole! Everything I do is fully calculated for a beautiful and impacting turning point in my presentation! The only thing I'm sorry for is that I didn't cover only half of your face with dirt! Hah!

I'll remember that for next time!

[ The struggle becomes tougher, stronger until he rolls over and gives a good shove to his left shoulder. ]

But if it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get!