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Your New Landlord ([personal profile] lessor) wrote2012-08-24 04:10 pm
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APPLICATIONS II - CLOSED

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Re: Revision Request

[personal profile] gnasher 2013-11-08 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
SAMPLES
First Person:
[ A: VIDEO ]

[have a scowling teen on your network today, Holly Heights]

[there are a few striking things about this particular scowling teen; the first you might notice is that he has creepy red eyes and a set of teeth like a fucking discovery channel shark week special]

[those ridiculous teeth are clenched in something that's part irritation and part chill, because the second thing you might notice about this teen is that he appears to be naked, or at least naked from the waist up, and soaked to the bone]

[his voice is a gruff, intimidating snap, despite it's slightly lame chattering]


What the h-hell is this, some k-kind of stupid hazing? Nagisa, you little shit, I'll get you back for this.

[a vaguely embarrassed pause, because he's suddenly not sure he's talking to himself or not; this place is really unfamiliar. he turns a slightly more anxious scowl back to the feed]

...Oi, is a-anyone there? -- Gou?

[another pause, and then an impatient thumb clearly moving to smash the recording off]

Tch.

[ B: ACTION ]

[have a loud and rude banging at your door; if you choose to open it, you'll come face to face with Jaws himself, dripping idiotically all over your stoop in leg skins, shivering stupidly at the November wind]

[too bad he missed Halloween, because this would be the shittiest trick or treat ever]


Third Person:

None of the numbers in his phone are ones he recognises (and there's about fifty more of them than usual). Any attempt to call Gou or Makoto has failed. Where the hell is he? And why is it so damn cold? He'd been walking around restlessly, trying to get his blood moving to warm himself back up as he screwed around with the phone. At at a loss, he makes his way back to the lawn chair he'd woken up face down on (like he'd dived into the stupid thing).

There, the light catches off something red on the ground, and he notices his goggles lying in the weirdly, perfectly manicured grass (tch, it'd be the fault of those Iwatobi clowns if he lost them -- right?), and he stoops to pick them up. As he does so, he notices something else underneath the chair; a ring of keys, and an envelope which, after one dumb hesitation, he tears open, finding the Lease, a driver's license, and a few other things besides.

Hello Rin! Welcome to your new home.

What the fuck? He dispels the notion that this is some weird Iwatobi prank -- even Nagisa couldn't pull off something this elaborate. His stomach sinks a bit; was he alone again? Where was everyone? He'd just wanted to swim, damnit, not get caught up in whatever bullshit this was.

Lease clenched hard in one hand and his goggles in the other, Rin storms up to the nearest door to demand some answers.

OTHER
Housing Request?: Brother to Matsuoka Gou, please!
Did you read the rules and FAQ?: Yep.
Would you like your application to be unscreened?: N


Edited 2013-11-08 16:37 (UTC)