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Post by Irene Karlsen on Sept 16, 2017 16:54:56 GMT -5
Regardless of the philosophical and scientific questions of mortality that could not be answered at the time, the reunion between the two masters had gone as well as one could ask for. Amadeus remained much the same as when he had previously been alive, from his mannerisms to his appearance, and one could be forgiven for assuming he had not died at all. The small talk and pleasantries remained brief, somewhat to the elder master's dismay, which suited Irene fine. The two couldn't seem more different from one another despite their former partnership, but there was a sense of partnership between them that could be seen.
While much of the morning had been spent catching him up on what happened since his death, the exact details of his timely demise, and other such things, the two now sat in silence in the lounge. Irene sat reading a magazine, while Amadeus played chess against himself. He didn't seem to be aware of his limited time to exist, and carried himself with little urgency as he always had. Irene had told him about it, but he had shrugged it off each time, saying he was satisfied having even gotten more time. His return would not prove an issue in who was the master of their trade, which was all that had concerned her. He had fully admitted that he was less of a composer and more of a decomposer at this point, though neither of them specialized in music.
Both had concluded that there was nothing to be done at the moment about the circumstances, and nothing to be done for Amadeus's sake, as he was no more than a visitor. There was an air of words left unexchanged between them, but neither was willing to speak on the matter for the time being. Whether it would happen before her guest said his farewells again was yet to be seen.
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Sept 16, 2017 19:13:47 GMT -5
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THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
AND THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AT A TURTLE'S PACE
[attr="class","les"]Entering the lounge with a sigh and hands in her pockets, Mayumi was tired of the whole schtick of this new location. In actuality there really wasn't that much to do around there except cook and fatten each other up for the slaughterhouse. Although there was the elimination table and the apartments, those areas didn't appeal to Mayumi at all, especially the apartments. She was thankful for the Chef's Retreat Lounge for actually existing, excluding the two executions being played 24/7.
Even better, Irene and her late mentor were sitting together in the room. Mayumi's face brightened up almost immediately once she saw her only true friend she ever had.
"Heya, Irene, how's it going?" she looked over to Amadeus.
"I'm Mayumi Otsuka, the Ultimate Graphic Designer and a friend of Irene, she told me a bit about you. Nice to be in your presence for the time being."
She strolled over to Irene's armchair and leaned against the wall.
"Mind me asking what you're reading about?" | [attr="class","goodness"]  ✉ @amadeus ✎ 0000 words |
SALIERI DID IT [googlefont=Homemade+Apple][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.goodness]width: 90px; height: 120px;margin-top: -223px; margin-left: -42px; transform: rotate(45deg);transition: 1s; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);border:8px solid #222;[/newclass][newclass=.life:hover .goodness]border:8px solid #efefef; filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%);transform: rotate(0deg); margin: 0px 0px 0px 30px; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color: #ffffff; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width: 1px; background-color: #8d8d8d; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.life]width: 560px; padding: 15px; border:1px solid #cccccc; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/VaTcnaL.png);[/newclass] |
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Post by Irene Karlsen on Sept 17, 2017 14:09:39 GMT -5
The unusual tension in the air dissolved upon Mayumi's arrival, which made both look up from their respective activities. "Hello, Miss Otsuka." Irene replied, nodding. "It is quite 'radical' at the moment." Amadeus, meanwhile, stood from his seat and shook her hand vigorously. "Ah, yes, the friend! I've heard much about you! Big fan of your work with this one!" He chuckled at his own joke, before sitting back down. "I kid, I kid! I'm sure she's told you lots about me as well!" Despite his age, the elder master had a youthful energy about him, and behaved more like some kind of eccentric time traveler than a professional craftsman. Whatever got the work done, one supposed. "I'll leave you to it then! Don't mind me! Just a little bit of... err, having a game against myself, I guess!" He seemed to have had another joke ready, but decided this wasn't an appropriate audience for it. He refocused his attention on the chess game, glancing back at the two occasionally.
Irene lifted the magazine to display the cover. It was a fashion magazine, by the looks of it. "I have been reading about multiple subjects. Wildlife. History. Miscellaneous." She gestured at the other magazines. "I have learned more about each of them. I am attempting to learn more on the ways in which others clothe themselves." She flipped it to display the inside pages to her. "My mother and father have attempted to teach me about this. I have made little use of the knowledge due to my specific selection of my outfit for its efficiency. Much of their gifts of this kind remain in unused condition." She flipped the magazine to face her again. "Nevertheless, it is knowledge to be gained."
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Sept 18, 2017 10:59:16 GMT -5
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THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
AND THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AT A TURTLE'S PACE
[attr="class","les"]"Heh, sure thing, dude," Mayumi replied.
She had only met Amadeus just now and she adored him already. His quirkiness, gentlemanly behavior, and overzealous antics appealed to Mayumi very much, thoughit was a shame he'd most likely be dead by the end of the third trial, she'd miss him. It was also pretty strange comparing this energetic zombie to his deadpan ex-apprentice, but that didn't matter to Mayumi anymore because she would continue helping Irene get out of her shell.
"Have fun!" she said.
Then she said to Irene: "I mean, I could try and help you with it, but I'm not into fashion much myself. All I've got packed with me is an array of look-alike jeans, t-shirts, hoodies, and jackets."
Today, Mayumi wore navy blue jeans and a gray pullover hoodie which made her waist look larger than it already was. Her hood was up, making her pink hair look slightly darker. She still bore her signature headphones and fingerless gloves, and still wore her typical red sneakers.
"Well, let's say that there's a day you don't work- an entire day where you don't tinker or puzzle. Would you still wear your work outfit, or would it be a different combination? If so, what would it be?"
From the looks of it, Irene was still wearing her overalls, boots, tie, white shirt, and signature goggles. Although she did like Irene's outfit, she wondered if she actually did wear anything besides that outfit of hers. | [attr="class","goodness"] ✉ @amadeus ✎ 0000 words |
'OVERALL' A GOOD TALK SO FAR [googlefont=Homemade+Apple][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.goodness]width: 90px; height: 120px;margin-top: -223px; margin-left: -42px; transform: rotate(45deg);transition: 1s; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);border:8px solid #222;[/newclass][newclass=.life:hover .goodness]border:8px solid #efefef; filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%);transform: rotate(0deg); margin: 0px 0px 0px 30px; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color: #ffffff; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width: 1px; background-color: #8d8d8d; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.life]width: 560px; padding: 15px; border:1px solid #cccccc; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/VaTcnaL.png);[/newclass] |
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Post by Irene Karlsen on Sept 18, 2017 12:10:13 GMT -5
"It would be appreciated." Irene nodded slowly. "Your attire has been well-selected for yourself. I am certain you hold knowledge on the subject. I understand there are three factors kept in mind during selection. Efficiency. Comfort. Appearance. While I cannot speak to the second factor, the others have been met. My current choices maintain each for my own purposes. I believe you have informed me on all but the second factor. I can confirm the second factor in my case. However, there are selections within this publication that lack all three factors. I do not know the purpose of this. There is still much to be learned." She flipped through the pages, where there were people dressed in clothes that seemed far too impractical. There must have been a purpose behind this yet to be discovered.
"There is no such day, Miss Otsuka. I must maintain productivity to remain the best. There are brief respites during the day. This is all I have found necessary. My mother, my father, and my former master had encouraged otherwise. I saw no use." Amadeus smiled a bit, perhaps at being mentioned, perhaps at seeing the conversation between the two friends going well, or perhaps at some private joke of his. "I make use of different attire in my slumber, while brief. I have made some small use of the attire purchased for me as gifts, though it lacks efficiency. I have placed some within my possessions in case of inability to access my present attire. If you wish, I may retrieve it for your viewing purposes."
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Sept 25, 2017 21:28:05 GMT -5
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THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
AND THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AT A TURTLE'S PACE
[attr="class","les"]Mayumi gave Irene a shy smile, flattered by her compliment. Usually when she went outside, people would judge her overall style, thinking of her as someone who would "play for the other team," which wasn't what she was aiming for at all. It was about time someone would judge her clothes for what they are.
"I-I really appreciate that," responded the blushing graphic designer.
"You're right, I did gloss over that aspect. These are pretty comfortable, especially in chilly environments such as these. They're fu-"
Mayumi paused for a second, she was about to swear when she remembered that she was in the same room as Amadeus. She wanted to make a good impression on him while he was still alive.
"Fundamental… for keeping yourself cozy, can't say the same about these jeans though. Don't get me wrong they're comfortable, but I wouldn't call them 'warm clothes.'"
She scratched the back of her head with a joyful smile.
"Oh, you don't need to go through all that. I'm fine with you describing its appearance. After all, you have a powerful memory and I can envision things in my mind from an artistic perspective."
Suddenly, Mayumi had an idea.
"Hey, just to experiment, do you wanna try out my hoodie? It'll definitely be too big on you, but it's different from the clothes you typically wear. Don't worry, I have a shirt on under this," she lifted the bottom of her hoodie up to reveal black fabric.
"Besides, I think it would look cute on you," Mayumi blushed again, deeper than before, but this time her smile faded. She looked rather shy this time.
She had let her feminine side out, a part of her she wished didn't exist. In fact, she hadn't had these thoughts for years, so why of all times did she let that part of her out when around Irene? She felt a little embarrassed, but started to feel better since she knew that Irene would accept her, regardless of who she was… Hopefully that would apply to what she's done as well… | [attr="class","goodness"] ✉ @amadeus ✎ 0000 words |
OWO WHAT'S THIS? [googlefont=Homemade+Apple][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.goodness]width: 90px; height: 120px;margin-top: -223px; margin-left: -42px; transform: rotate(45deg);transition: 1s; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);border:8px solid #222;[/newclass][newclass=.life:hover .goodness]border:8px solid #efefef; filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%);transform: rotate(0deg); margin: 0px 0px 0px 30px; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color: #ffffff; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width: 1px; background-color: #8d8d8d; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.life]width: 560px; padding: 15px; border:1px solid #cccccc; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/VaTcnaL.png);[/newclass] |
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Post by Irene Karlsen on Sept 26, 2017 19:51:39 GMT -5
Irene smiled again. It still seemed a bit strange coming from her, despite it happening more often. She had been making progress in the area of compliments lately. Another small victory, and further knowledge gained. "I am... pleased to hear as such. All three factors have been met in both our circumstances. It is... good. 'Fucking bullseye', I believe are the words." Amadeus looked up from his chess game with a perplexed look on his face, though he seemed to be amused. Looking back and forth to make sure nobody was watching, he made an illegal move on one side, despite being the only player present. He was used to being a showman, even without an audience.
When the subject turned back to information, her smile disappeared, her focus back on matters of cold, hard facts. "Much of it is a matter of inefficiency. In the factor of appearance, most are inoffensive. Comfort remains unverified. Efficiency is most important in my work. Little use is made of these garments with exception to their visits and when unable to utilize my selection. Nonetheless, they are delivered. This infrequent use accounts for purpose." She paused. "One object remains mysterious. A sweater delivered on an annual basis. It bears images relating to the Christmas holiday. It is crafted in the same manner each time. The images vary. However, it is delivered April the 7th. My mother and father are kind, but their motivations for this remain enigmatic."
"I would not be opposed. I am not certain what knowledge is to be gained, excepting knowledge on the factors. It is knowledge, then. I do not understand why I would be concerned, but rest assured that I am not." A pause. "Cute." It was said as a statement, but with a questioning air around it. "I believe this is in relation to the third factor. It has been said of my creations. I believe it is positive. The connotation relates to the diminutive." Another pause. "If you wish to do so, I will allow it."
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Oct 25, 2017 8:46:23 GMT -5
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THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
AND THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AT A TURTLE'S PACE
[attr="class","les"]Mayumi admired Irene’s intellectual speech patterns, now disregarding her monotone tone and enigmatic behavior. She believed in her friend. The artist also internally giggled at Irene’s denial to her ‘cute’ compliment, which made her all the more cuter in her eyes.
“There may not be intellectual information to be gathered from this, but the main idea behind it is that you’re trying something new. Sure, it probably won’t be good for work and whatnot, but if you never try it out when will you?”
After saying that, Mayumi takes off her hoodie, revealing a dark green t-shirt. Her pale, smooth-looking belly slightly pokes out from underneath, and she tries to pull her shirt down, blushing.
“By all means I’m fine if you deny me, just do as you with.” | [attr="class","goodness"] ✉ @amadeus ✎ 0000 words |
OWO WHAT'S THIS? [googlefont=Homemade+Apple][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.goodness]width: 90px; height: 120px;margin-top: -223px; margin-left: -42px; transform: rotate(45deg);transition: 1s; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);border:8px solid #222;[/newclass][newclass=.life:hover .goodness]border:8px solid #efefef; filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%);transform: rotate(0deg); margin: 0px 0px 0px 30px; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color: #ffffff; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width: 1px; background-color: #8d8d8d; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.life]width: 560px; padding: 15px; border:1px solid #cccccc; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/VaTcnaL.png);[/newclass] |
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Oct 25, 2017 8:46:57 GMT -5
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THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
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[attr="class","les"]Mayumi admired Irene’s intellectual speech patterns, now disregarding her monotone tone and enigmatic behavior. She believed in her friend. The artist also internally giggled at Irene’s denial to her ‘cute’ compliment, which made her all the more cuter in her eyes.
“There may not be intellectual information to be gathered from this, but the main idea behind it is that you’re trying something new. Sure, it probably won’t be good for work and whatnot, but if you never try it out when will you?”
After saying that, Mayumi takes off her hoodie, revealing a dark green t-shirt. Her pale, smooth-looking belly slightly pokes out from underneath, and she tries to pull her shirt down, blushing.
“By all means I’m fine if you deny me, just do as you wish.” | [attr="class","goodness"] ✉ @amadeus ✎ 0000 words |
IT’S ACTUALLY INCREDIBLY SOFT :3 [googlefont=Homemade+Apple][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.goodness]width: 90px; height: 120px;margin-top: -223px; margin-left: -42px; transform: rotate(45deg);transition: 1s; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);border:8px solid #222;[/newclass][newclass=.life:hover .goodness]border:8px solid #efefef; filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%);transform: rotate(0deg); margin: 0px 0px 0px 30px; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color: #ffffff; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width: 1px; background-color: #8d8d8d; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.life]width: 560px; padding: 15px; border:1px solid #cccccc; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/VaTcnaL.png);[/newclass] |
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Post by Irene Karlsen on Oct 28, 2017 18:09:07 GMT -5
Irene remained silent, staring for a moment, before nodding. "Knowledge nonetheless, I suppose. Very well."
With her usual mechanical way about her, Irene struggled for a moment with the hoodie, before it was over her. It seemed rather oversized for her small frame, but she knew how to put it on, at least. She seemed to be in thought for another moment, looking down at herself and examining the garment. Her evaluation complete, she delivered her verdict. "While factor one is lacking, factors two and three have been met. I thank you."
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