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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:27 pm
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A great sunny day it was. Usually, Mac would be writing his report in his laptop. But then he couldn't. What happened to his laptop? Well...there was this little accident. His brother, Daniel was that drunk with his wife when they just got married. Both of them had a great time and they just poured the liquor on the keypad of the laptop. Not just that..the next following week, Zoe, his sister-in-law accidentally downloaded a trojan into his laptop. So for today, he decided to went out to the town. And checking out any new model that fits him.
Mac was obliged to buy another laptop because he had a report due next week. Bad luck for him. He had a reckless sister and brother. Kinda weird but it was the only cause. He had to retype this report that he forgot to kept in the small thumb drive. The man then looked at the old father clock in the living room for awhile. It was 12 noon. Guess it couldn't be helped. The man then switched off the air-con and grabbed his car keys. "Roro, I'm going out. Take care of the house for me would you?" he spoke to the boy. Mac knew Roro is reliable unlike Kay. He was a little clumsy for everything yet he still loved him very much. Mac glanced at the young boy with blue hair for a moment. "Kay, you're coming with me." he smiled at him and ruffled his blue hair.
Okay. Let's just make long story short. While on a stroll around the town, Mac surprisingly entered a slave market. It was rather...new for him to see that place. Coincidentally, he was in need of someone to keep him company with. So he found Roro, a young man with a childish personality and Kay, a little boy that seems troubled. He simply picked them, buying them out of that places. To used people as slaves was a little fact that he hate very much.
After locking the gates and settled in the car, Mac buckled the seat belt on the child's seat next to him and buckled his. "Well, we're going to the town. Do you need anything?" Mac asked him as he drove off the road. Away from their home. If Roro needed him, he'll definitely call him by then.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 7:36 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 10:01 am
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“Are you an Angel?”
“No.”
The World outside was strangely even more beautiful than usual, today. The firmament was a wondrous Blue pigment, the complete opposite of the hue of his Irises, Puffy Clouds of White sailing across the sky like Sail Boats gliding flawlessly through Water, and he faintly caught the resonances of Birds singing their daily songs. Perhaps the reason was because the boy hadn’t taken a step outside in a while, he didn’t know. Roro was the boy’s name, and he was left to take care of this domicile, while the man who aided to him had left to buy something, most likely something very important. That was fine, because the boy would do a good job of watching over his Master’s domain.
“Can I trust you?”
“No.”
Roro wasn’t very lonesome, to say the least. After all, his friend kept him company so that he was protected from the looming Shadows that lurked in the darkest corners of his mentality, awaiting patiently for the right time to strike him down. His friend was a tad bit cruel at times, but Roro had gotten accompanied to his behavior, especially when the familiar voice would bluntly tell him not to trust him.
“Why are you staying with me?”
“I don’t know...”
“Time to make Master proud~!”
A cheery voice chimed out, a musical edge to his tone so to carry out his words, even though he was sure that his friend was rolling his eyes at him. So, the boy cheerfully scampered around the House, a small hop in his steps as he peered around like a curious Kitty on the hunt for a Mouse as Roro tried to identify something, anything, that he could clean or pick up around the domicile.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 11:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2013 6:28 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 8:43 am
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Pressure. Mac watched as the road was filled with vehicles. It was a busy road even though they were in town. His eyes watched as the amount of car lessened, crossing the road carefully with the boy. The car was just ahead anyway. He heaved a sigh slightly with a last glance at the ice cream shop. After inserting the car key into the keyhole, the man sat in the vehicle and buckled up. His smile was wryly as he looked at the boy for a moment before starting the engine. “That’s a nice name.” he spoke, patting the black bunny plushie, and then started to pull off as the boy fastened his seatbelt.
Focus. He needed focus as he drove the car back to their home. The man followed the short-cut which was frequently used. The car stopped immobile at the ‘STOP, LOOK & GO’ sign. “Games….?” He asked the boy phlegmatically. The man was speechless to the boy’s questions. He then took a deep breath and breathed out audibly. “Not today…I have to finish my report.” He smiled slightly yet his expression was still blank. His then focused back on driving after watching out for any vehicles at the cross-junction.
It was half way back to their neighborhood. Mac drove the car carefully with a serious expression. At this moment, he thought he was hallucinating or hearing things but then he heard a voice. A voice so similar to his that he couldn’t make sense to it. “Hey, Yo-chan. Let’s play!” Mac gazed at the boy slightly. He licked his dried lips slightly and watched the road curiously as it was a little blurry under the sunray. “Kay, did you say something?” he asked him. It didn’t sound like the boy’s voice. He doubted.
At last, they had finally reached home. He then parked the car back at the porch carefully and entered the air-conditioned living room. He looked to see Roro busy cleaning the house. He smiled at him and ruffled his hair like how he usually did. “We’re back. Would you be kind enough to grab us three bowls and spoons, dear Roro?” he told him, showing him the plastic bag with the box of ice cream in it. He laid his new laptop on the table after unboxing it and started to switch it on.
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Ryuu sky sry for late reply, i have examination for the whole week, so i won't be able to post much often
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 10:24 am
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How long has it been so far? Who knows, maybe they might have taken a few hours upon their little escapade to purchase a new laptop. Ah, well, if Roro knew how to read time, he'd know. It wasn't like he was lonely, or anything. After all, Pastel had came out to play with him! Who was Pastel? He was one of the figures that had accompanied him for a long time, maybe even when he took his first breath into Life.
Pastel was a Humanoid creature with a Horse skull for a Head, the nostrils and the empty sockets expelling Black Smoke whenever he exhaled or snorted. The Beast would expel black Smoke whenever he would try to communicate, snort when he feels offended, and scratch his skull when confused. His arms held scarred, burned looking tissue on the flesh, extra joints on the fingers, as well as the razor nails on the tips of the said fingers. Roro had decided that it was male, since it's torso made up of that of a male's body. His legs; worked backwards. Very much like an ostrich, though he had the hooves of an ox. The Beast didn't have a consistent Brain like that of a Man's, but was more like an Animal. Pastel possessed a very benevolent Love for Roro, because he was still a child to the Beast, and that Pastel was like a Dog to the boy.
However, Pastel did grunt when he noticed the way the boy's relaxed frame would suddenly tense and his cranium to look to the side, towards the door in the middle of him speaking with the Beast. Pastel snorted his exasperation, thick, Black smoke expelling from the nostrils and empty sockets of his makeshift head.
Oh, they were home.
Even Pastel knew the routine by now, how the boy reacted when his Master came back home. Nonetheless, the Monster raised his right arm up, skeletal fingers scratching and scrapping against the top of his Skull. So, when Roro went to greet the man, Pastel followed. The boy was his usual, bouncy self as he spoke in a cheery tone with a musical edge to it to carry his voice,
"Welcome home, Master~!"
Pastel was a bit jealous... Especially when a Pink color bloomed Roro's cheeks at the sensation of his hair being ruffled gently. He snorted softly and raised his head to give the two males; Mac and Kay, empty stares, his hand still scratching his skull before he withdrew it finally, letting his arm fall to his side limply. However, it seemed that his Master had given Roro a simple task to do. Ice Cream? Ah, he'd heard of such a thing before, it was something everyone enjoyed. He didn't know why it was such a big deal though. Grunting, the Beast followed after the boy as the bombastic Roro headed off to the kitchen to retrieve three bowls and spoons.
Roro had a horrible memory, however, and this was an awfully big house. So, he paused, whimpered inaudibly after he had found the drawer with the spoons in it and retrieved them. Holding the utensils nearly to his chest, he peered around.
Which cupboard held the bowls...?
Pastel, noticing Roro's distress, reassured him with a grunt before leaning down, almost kneeling down, to nudge the boy's cheek with his skull. This caught his attention, and the boy smiled up at the taller Beast,
"What is it, Pastel~?"
The Beast expelled Black Smoke once more, trying and failing to communicate with him, before giving up and merely elevating his right hand to point a skeletal finger to one of the many cupboards. Roro blinked and walked over to the cupboard. Reaching up, skinny limbs opened the cupboard. Well, what he saw definitely brought a smile to his countenance: the bowls! Retrieving three, he then turned to Pastel with his arms full,
"J-Ja! Thank you, Pastel~"
The Monster felt a bit better now, and he purred his response back to the boy. Once again, he trailed behind the lad as the boy walked back over to the two awaiting males. Although he didn't mind how Kay was being possessive over their Master, he didn't mind sharing. As long as no one touched Pastel, he was just fine,
"J-Ja, is there anything else you need, Master~?"
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