[video] forward dated to 9/13
Ryoji Mochizuki shared a video.
09/13 near Apprassage
[ The video starts up, dark, silent. A bedroom, if an empty desk and neatly made bed and too many cardboard boxes count as a bedroom, and then the view flips over with a soft ] Oh. [ as the user finds the front-facing camera instead of the rear that he always uses on his phone. ]
Hi... It's been a while.
[ The bottom half of the screen blurs as Ryoji draws his knees to his chest where he sits on bare floorboards, phone in his hands. He doesn't introduce himself— doesn't need to, when his name is up there for people who don't know him, his face right here for people who do: the people he's recording this video for, whispers in an empty room. ]
I'm back. I know there are probably questions as to why, or how... and I can't really explain it well myself. But I'll answer the best I can, if you want to ask, texting or in person.
[ Ryoji sits up a little straighter now, looks a little more serious. This is what he meant to say: a confession. ]
But before that, I want to say that I'm glad to be back, however it happened... a second chance like this. I also want to be more upfront about myself, and there are things I want to say to a lot of people.
There was a time in the past where I was a monster: I'd hurt a lot of people, and I ran from all of that, hid myself away, and pretended it hadn't happened. The memories I've been experiencing, I kept the good ones close, the bad even closer, pretending they weren't real and that they have nothing to do with me. I thought... that it would be better to forget about all of that and return to a simpler time. Unconsciously, I think that's what I did. I went back to before everything happened, to start over, and do better this time. But I got it wrong. I made myself forget, but I wasn't forgotten...
[ He's rambling now, a little, so he turns his eyes away from the screen, staring off at something in the distance- it's the moon reflected in his eyes, only half. ]
There's somebody I still need to say goodbye to, but after that... I want to see so many of you. I owe a lot of "thank you"s and "I'm sorry"s and "I love you"s, and I want to be with people again. I don't want to leave this world or its people ever again.
So... I'll see you guys soon.
( ooc: forward dated to 9/13 to give myself a buffer. replies can be via text, or an in-person if you want to fast-forward to ryoji showing up at your character's house/class/chance meeting at some cafe/hi roommates/he'll be finding people around town somehow. for his cr, please assume he checked up on them, whether it's handwaved or not! )
09/13 near Apprassage
[ The video starts up, dark, silent. A bedroom, if an empty desk and neatly made bed and too many cardboard boxes count as a bedroom, and then the view flips over with a soft ] Oh. [ as the user finds the front-facing camera instead of the rear that he always uses on his phone. ]
Hi... It's been a while.
[ The bottom half of the screen blurs as Ryoji draws his knees to his chest where he sits on bare floorboards, phone in his hands. He doesn't introduce himself— doesn't need to, when his name is up there for people who don't know him, his face right here for people who do: the people he's recording this video for, whispers in an empty room. ]
I'm back. I know there are probably questions as to why, or how... and I can't really explain it well myself. But I'll answer the best I can, if you want to ask, texting or in person.
[ Ryoji sits up a little straighter now, looks a little more serious. This is what he meant to say: a confession. ]
But before that, I want to say that I'm glad to be back, however it happened... a second chance like this. I also want to be more upfront about myself, and there are things I want to say to a lot of people.
There was a time in the past where I was a monster: I'd hurt a lot of people, and I ran from all of that, hid myself away, and pretended it hadn't happened. The memories I've been experiencing, I kept the good ones close, the bad even closer, pretending they weren't real and that they have nothing to do with me. I thought... that it would be better to forget about all of that and return to a simpler time. Unconsciously, I think that's what I did. I went back to before everything happened, to start over, and do better this time. But I got it wrong. I made myself forget, but I wasn't forgotten...
[ He's rambling now, a little, so he turns his eyes away from the screen, staring off at something in the distance- it's the moon reflected in his eyes, only half. ]
There's somebody I still need to say goodbye to, but after that... I want to see so many of you. I owe a lot of "thank you"s and "I'm sorry"s and "I love you"s, and I want to be with people again. I don't want to leave this world or its people ever again.
So... I'll see you guys soon.
( ooc: forward dated to 9/13 to give myself a buffer. replies can be via text, or an in-person if you want to fast-forward to ryoji showing up at your character's house/class/chance meeting at some cafe/hi roommates/he'll be finding people around town somehow. for his cr, please assume he checked up on them, whether it's handwaved or not! )
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No...? Not really. I just said we used to go to the same school and he did something I remembered for some reason. Then he asked if he could text me?
[Weird, but public conversation was weirder.]
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Then, you could have been friends from long ago. It would have been nice to have a childhood friend.
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I don't know. There's not really a point to thinking about that, though.
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Yeah, that's true... So, what, I just sit here and hope people remember me? I think after today, I'm just going to be "that one guy who died."
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If I were you, I'd rather have a stranger think I was the one guy who died than the one guy who's really annoying and doesn't know boundaries. The first one's interesting. I might talk to the first one.
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Prompto took a picture and won a contest. I talked to him. We're friends now. People aren't going to be your friend because you died. That doesn't help them at all. But they will talk to you no then maybe like you.
If you're all weird and pushy and that's all, people like me are going to avoid that. Stupid.
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Weird and pushy isn't all I am. ...I think, anyways. I've never had that much trouble making friends, but I've also never had a lot of people to argue with either. Maybe two people. They called me stupid, too.
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[But he's getting a headache from arguing this point, it's really exhausting, so he's gonna shovel the rest of this burrito in. And talk around it.]
Jusshkumdn.
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Is that Finnish?
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No. "Just calm down". I know I'm different from a lot of people, but you still need to listen when I say that what you do can be scary and fake.
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I just don't do that.
[It's not...hard...]
You're not happy all the time [like, that's impossible.] but you're always acting weird.
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Probably not. But it's weird if you're not happy and you're smiling and flirting with people you barely know. That's just lying.
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Flirting isn't lying! None of those words are lies.
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You're still pretending things are fine when they aren't. I do not want someone flirting with me to make themselves feel better.
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[ a pause ]
Also I've never flirted with you ever in my life.
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[Stop? Being stupid? Also, this is nonsense. He doesn't know anything about flirting, and yet he's almost positive that's what it was.]
Good. But I don't believe you.
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[ He tries to reason it out, but is having just as much luck as he would convincing Lalli that he doesn't flirt. aka he can say all he wants, but the onus of believing isn't on him. ]
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So yeah, he's irritated that they aren't able to see eye to eye on this.]
I don't get it. Why do you want to do everything and not have other people try? They need to do stuff too, if you're going to. It's not fair otherwise. That doesn't...feel like how friendship should be.
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...Because I'm the only factor that I can control. If a friendship isn't working out, that means I'm just not putting enough effort into understanding the other person.
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[Like. Just sayin'. Anyway, this time he's sitting on the arm of the sofa, then falling back to lay on half of it. Mmn, not being vertical...so nice.]
Friendship is hard. I'm tired of talking about it.
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What are your plans for today?
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[Is...is that all...]
Internet, I guess. Probably binge watch something. I don't know.
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