[backdated: july 3rd] video —> text responses; un: otoproxy

[ends]

[ although the thought of reaching out via text had crossed his mind (exhausted as it is) more than once, Otonashi ultimately settles on video for the sake of consideration. if anyone had seen Ruca’s earlier message and still had lingering concern, seeing him functional and able to speak for himself should alleviate it.

he’s not quite fine given the tells of poor sleep etched into his face, but he’s not torn to pieces or missing, either. ]

Hey... I just thought showing my face would be the right thing to do after I wasn’t able to for... uh, however long. [ a pause before he continues: ] 3, 4 days? I’m... not your go-go person if you need someone keeping track of time.

[ death will do that to a person. what do days matter when they blur together in endless time? ]

With that great character flaw covered and out of the way... I’m Otonashi. Anyway, I wanted to pitch an idea to everyone for—something like a club? A support group? I haven’t been here very long, but I’m, ah, noticing a trend... [ of people with poor socialization, or who have issues making friends, or trusting people, or... hm. his point. ] ... and I think there’s a lot of strength in organized numbers. I know there are groups designed to protect, clinics, recreation, but I was thinking something a little more informal?

[ he has to workshop it a bit more, but the world certainly has enough space to accommodate wishes such as this. surely it’s feasible, and if it already exists? all the better. strength in numbers. ]

I’m going to leave this here... My roommate insisted I sleep with him, and he was pretty adamant on not taking ‘no’ for an ans— [ almost as if on cue, the sleepy, comfortable voice of Ruca cuts in for those who may be familiar, slurring Otonashi’s name. Otonashi, in turn, takes the opportunity to turn aside to yawn a little. ] —answer... Right, so, let me know what you think..? See you later, switching to text.

( so Otonashi is running on empty, getting back from a series of unfortunate events, and letting everyone know he’s fine following some choice, sleepy wording. chaos may ensue. responses may come from Otonashi or Ruca (demonicbookworm), probably text but may swap depending! disclaimer: they are not, in fact, about to go to town on each other. )

Comments

Text: UN: TachibanaS

[triggerhappytraitor]

Glad to see things between you two were resolved.

Text, UN: anisotropic

[fractaljesus]

It was 72 hours exactly.

[Without a face to go with the username, will Otonashi recognize who it is? Then again, it's pretty obvious...]

video; UN: Annehappy

[depthsofdespair]

No, show me your face. You look like a disaster.

[Is that supposed to be encouraging?

She’s stubbornly using video on her end, whether or not he decides to do the same. It’s easier. This way, her words can be cruel while her face conveys her concern.]

We didn’t get to talk when I broke into your apartment before.

[nojohnyouare]

Safe? People worried.

text; un: sherlockfreud

[prodigalmess]

[ Malcolm's not even going to touch the 'sleep with him' part. ]

Hey. My name's Malcolm Bright. I tried to help Ruca track you down. I'm glad you're back. Are you doing okay?

text | un: fotia

[burningfree]

Who would this 'support group' be for?

I agree with your idea of strength in numbers, but I also think most people's interest hinders on what sort of goals such an 'informal' group would have.

text;

[arf]

Just like a hang out club?! That sounds fun... hm.. it's hard to do without a goal though huh?